Legends of Belariath

Drasnien

Drasnien a Nightmare given form, born arond 34 seasons ago the Mercury Drak Sen was born and raised in and around the Second City of the moriel, deep in the shimmergloom. He was raised well as far as his kind and the moriel were concerned, given formal training in language, deception, torture and a strange sort of honour. Beginning as a squire to a moriel Knight and watched over by the Wyrm that spawned him, over the years his mind was ever subtly twisted.

He exceled at his training with weapons, theory on battlefield tactics and command as well as mathematics and theology. He seemed to have little interest in the above ground races, being taught from an early age they were savages with no culture. The only time he ever saw humans or Minotaurs or things from above ground were as slaves to the moriel. Unknown to his moriel tutors he was also given a diffrent sort of training. Late at night while he slept his sire sent him dream images, images firmly implanting that Drasnien was of the superior race, the moriels were usful tools but nothing more. Soon his mind was fully enveloped by the ideals and belifes of the Ragons, he was there's heart soul and body. He continued to learn from the moriel however and was eventually promoted to a Knight serving one of their Noble houses as a Captain and war leader.

In that time he became a Master torturer as well and learned to hide his sadistic nature when it suited him, he also began to discover he enjoyed reciving pain as much as inflicting it. But always formost in his mind were the plans of his true Master, his Leige Lord the Dragon that had sired him. More recently he got a rather unexpected order from his Sire. He was to go to the surface..to study the other races and learn from them. Having learned all he could from the moriel in his Sires opinion at least....and that's all that matterd. There was another reason of course, many moriel had been leaving the shimmergloom, heading to that sulite hell above ground and his Sire was curious as to why.

Having little more to go on then that Drasnien left the second city for tghis new strange world. He was given a gift from the Noble he served before leaving, a fine stallion named Ma'Lakor. The moriel had little use for horses in the winding tunnels of the shimmergloom afterall, prefering the subterranean lizards. It was not just any horse but had the intelligence of a moriel, subtle magics being used on the beast. Draniens Sire making sure said magics could not be used again his 'child' the stted would be loyal unto death to his new Master.

Now Drasnien explores this new world and he dosn't much like it. However he does as instructed, watching the moriel here and the other races, learning what he can until eventually he recieves orders that give him a bit more focus for being there.

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