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Message: <blockquote data-quote="The_Universe" data-source="post: 1655764" data-attributes="member: 8944">Yes--the Bluestar started out good.  In fact, he was one of the people that helped found the orders now known as the King's Talons, and was instrumental in ensuring that the Falcon Kingdom survived the end of the Sundered Empires, and the rise of Mordred the Black.  He later helped to defeat the Dark Emperor in battle.   Later, as the Armies of the Falcon tried to reclaim Mordred's Isle, and the spoils of successful war were taken from the mercenary's keep, Aregonn found something.  Perhaps a book, a collection of ancient scrolls, or perhaps something so alien to the world that you cannot yet concieve of it, Aregonn found it, and slowly descended into madness, and obsession. Mordred had created intelligent undead with the aid of old elven magics, magics that the Woodshadow's father and half-brother were whispered to have mastered.  But what Aregonn found was something different.  Something infinitely more powerful, and something infinitely more dangerous for the young wizard's soul.  As he fell further and further under the spell of the forbidden knowledge he had found, he withdrew from his friends, and asked that he be taken from the roster of the King's Talons.  He held an enormous barony for the King in what was then called Eiryn, and are now the Deathlands.  He retreated to his family's ancestral castle (long occupied by pretenders to the Bluestars' rightful seat), and continued to study and prepare.   When asked to participate in the steady growth of the kingdom, or even to advise old friends, or the king, he would insist that he had work far more important to accomplish at home.  For now, Eiryn remained a part of the Falcon Kingdom, but it would not be long before that land would be transformed, just as Aregonn himself would be.   Though married in a public ceremony to Andere, the former guardian of Caer Albion, he remained reclusive, quiet.  Secretly, he began to collect the scattered remnants of Mordred's forces in the bogs and forests of the north.  He sent secret envoys to the now-shamed High Alder, offering them a chance to rise above the curse that the Greyclaw's had given them.  Rather than submit to the simmering anger and hatred of the winners of the last war, they could rule over their oppressors...if only they would help him on his own quest... Many came, and all that came were borught into the Bluestar's fold.  Sometime during the gathering, the Bluestar was fully changed.  No living heart beat in his chest.  He had not died, but nor did he live.     Then, the War of the Damned began.  His children, being fostered under the care of nobles who had remembered the Bluestar's herosism were hidden away from him, and grew to hate their father as the rest of the world soon would.   They took on the name of the Bluestar's only son, rather than honor their dark patriarch with his name.  The house of Areandor, son of Aregonn, was born.  To this day, the guard the western wall from the tree-city of Sylvanus, prepared to fight their long-lost progenitor should his power rise, again.   Yet, despite their noble dedication, it is whispered that some of the line of Areandor bear the mark of their undying father...but that is probably only rumors.  <img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" /></blockquote>

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