Deathslayer270

https://minotar.net/helm/briven/150.jpg STORY GOING OVER MAJOR CHANGES Brivendor Ignis was born to the south of templehelm, in a small flame elf village. He had lived there peacefully for many years, until the day that the murderous orcs attacked Fireheimr, Briven's humble home. His mother hid him in a small clay pot during the attack. Brivendor survived, but his family had been brutally killed. Bodies littered the once calm village, as the violent orcs rushed away to plunder more villages. Later that week, he was found in the vase by some traveling netherna. They felt horrible, and took him in. Briven grew up as a netherna, adapting to his new lifestyle, yet keeping the same elvish features about him. He left at 21 to explore the world. One fateful day, he was trekking through the desert to find a small deserma outpost for supplies, when he saw skeletal figures standing there. One shot him in the ribs, and he groaned in pain as he rushed away, he called for help, loudly as he could, until he saw a small bit of..it couldn't be. Nether brick. There was a man standing there, Amazhing, whom he would come to know well in the coming days. For 50 years, they would be peaceful. "How're we doing on supplies?" His now-king asked. "Fine, a trader's caravan is coming through. Perhaps we could buy some things," He answered. "Great idea, get out of the base and go tra-" THUMP. "What the bloody hell was that?" Brivendor screeched, running to the trapdoor, realizing that someone was trying to break in. CRASH! Shards of wood fell as a blue clothed man, wielding a sword, slashed his arm. "Ouch!" He pulled out his poisoned dagger, Dusk, and fought back, they sword fighted, until briven was forced to flee the base. He looked back once more at the temple. and ran, seeing amazhing safe, running as well. 7 long years later, the news came to Briven that his king was looking to reform Adovadri! He, of course, joined, and they lived a harmoniously peaceful few years together, until Winterstar attacked. They had no reason for it, they only breached the walls and decimated everything in sight. He was heartbroken. It couldn't happen again. Brivendor vowed to kill the king of Winterstar, UrQuan. Later that day, briven was preparing to make a small raft, when a riptide swallowed him. Simply that. 40 years later, he washed up on the shore of a small island. Briven saw a glow of light under the water, and swam underneath to find a small underground base with nothing other than his old king, Amazhing! "Brother! You are back!" His king just nodded as he strolled around the base, until stopping at a piece of armor. "No.. I am undead." Amazhing nodded grimly. "I can pull through." Brivendor said. The story begins..yet again. (Note, absolutely everything except the way Ado1 was plundered is real. Ado1 was plundered while we weren't on.)