Orien's History

To give a little history of myself. I was born and raised borderlines of Ellyrion and Tiranoc in a small city about 2 days walk of the Eagle Gate. I was but a child when the Dark Elves declared themselves "free"from Ulthuan. My Father and I the Warden of our city Saw many great battles after that. I was taught to ride at an early age and had a natural talent of the fighting, defense, and weaponry of Ulthuan I had 2 brothers one who went to study under Bellanner the loremaster at the white tower. He was attuned to magic at an early age. I was taught the noble and proud way of the elves by my father. My mother died giving birth to me. My other brother a master tiranoc charioteer was killed in a great battle. Most say he was a brave and great person. Proud, but wise and light hearted. They say that they can see him in me...I was brought up under royalty y father seemed to know everyone. They say my father was of the blood line of Anerion. So it was of no surprise when the mighty, feared, a respected Prince Tyrion came to my father seeking help. My father was to go with him the next morning with a small army had mustered. But it was not to be during the night Dark Elven assassins penetrated our city and entered our house. Tyrion woke me as the assassins broke into our house Tyrion fought like mad. I had never seen anything like it before. But alas he and I were to late. We arrived at my fathers bedroom bow in my hand noced and ready. Just to see his old family rune sword fall from his hands as the assassin drove a poisoned dagger through his rib. I loosed the arrow at the assassin It passed through his side stunning him with pain. And ran to my fathers side grabbed his sword and laid it in his hands. Then turned to glance at Tyrion and watched as he severed the assassins head from his shoulders. I turned my head back to look at my fathers he handed me his sword and said his last words Take my position for me. Let Ulthuan never fall. You have made me a proud and happy man Orien. He then turned to Tyrion and said look after him. And then took his last breath. Then Tyrion swooped my fathers body up and started towards the door. I picked up his sword and ran with Tyrion as we fled the city as the Dark Elves burned it to the ground. We buried my Fathers body and fled fighting many battles as my military wisdom grew everyday. Then Tyrion took me to the Palace of the Phoenix King. Where I was introduced to all the generals of Ulthuan and was taught the Way of Military strategy. Learning quickly and completing many assignments and leading some spectacular battles was quickly promoted to General and now have lead a great many campaigns and victories. and currently is one of the Phoenix Kings most respected and reliable Generals.