Searching the Past, Finding His Future

[Dragor]

OOC Preface and Table of Contents

This story is the background of my recently created charachter Daimen Dullahan and as it plays out, his charachter development, and any interactions that affect him in an important or interesting way.

"Devil horn, Faerie wing;
Want to rule? Want to sing?
Human born of such a thing
What will your young life bring?"

ToC:

Part 1: Lineage
Chapter 1: A Heritage of Fiends
(will be updated as more is written)

[Dragor]

Part 1: Lineage, Chapter 1: A Heritage of Fiends

“Who is to deny the Lords of the Nine?
Those who’s will crush yours or mine
Where does your destiny lie?
In Metal, Slime, Rubble, Fire, Cold, and Lies?”


Several generations ago…somewhere far to the east,

Aeldron wasn’t a powerful man by any standards, a minor official in some long forgotten kingdom’s long forgotten backwater province, but he had a burning ambition, a driving desire to unquestionably rule over his fellow man.
In this backwater of provinces there existed a secret cult with all of three members, all with some official capacity or another, all with the desire for power over their fellow men. Which Lord of the Nine this cult followed has been lost to time but he had designs enough for the three.

The contact for this cult was a female tiefling warlock, who in service to the Lord had a short but very successful career at subverting government officials toward dastardly plots. After two years of molding the three into agents of her lord, she received an order to make any devil smile.

She was to tell each of them that they would be chosen to take the governorship of the province, and be gifted with incredible power. Then she was to go to the shadows and watch the intrigue play out, choosing the one who plays the game the best.

Aeldron, upon hearing the news, much like the others, decided that his counterparts were no longer required. Their ambitions would be counterproductive to his rise to power. He took a patient approach, spreading rumors to pit the other two against each other first.


After one year the other two were dead, each doing Aeldron’s work for him to the other. The warlock reappeared and offered Aeldron the deal, your soul, your son and your loyalty in return for the power of a warlock, and several other perks. The tiefling was to remain with him to make sure he lived up to his end, and to pass on orders.

Within one year he was lord of three of the kingdom’s provinces, and began his campaign to become king.

Within three the tiefling gave birth to his son, starting a line unbroken, and tainted by the blood of the Nine Hells for all time.

By year five he was dead.

Many generations later a descendent of two devil worshipping warlocks was born to an innkeeper’s rebellious daughter nine months after a nobleman of some foreign land came through and stopped for the night. His name was Peri.