Legends of Belariath

Viktor Corsarris

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Standing six foot five and weighing nearly 260 pounds. Many notice the dark man as he enters any room. His icy blue eyes pierce to the core of many of those he sees. The eyes themselves looking like a rapid river of pure snow melt off, placed in the center of a handsome battle worn face. Then the contrast begins with his long straight black hair usually pulled back. A tie holding it in place. The tie itself having one metal plate with it small in size but a Celtic knot was visible there. Those who look close enough may see the slight eleven features present. Including slightly pointed ears that would seem strange for a full blooded human.

Regular Clothing - The High Humans face was strong and distinguished showing at least 40 years of life under it. Battles had left small scars along his neck and jaw line but never had a blade touched his face. Masking much of his neck and body lays the dark red cloak. The red nearly looking like black unless you are near him. Over the cloak on his back is where he kept his shield strapped rarely ever taking it from that spot during a fight. Slipping back around to the front side of his form lay the clasp of the cloak again another small Celtic knot design on the clasp.

Lying within the cloak was his normal attire. A beautiful black button up silk shirt. Long sleeves that buttoned around the cuff. As ones eyes would scan further down his body they would reach the pants in which he wore. Soft leather black with symbols of the Corsarris family running their entire length. Possibly being an enchantment written in his family's own language. A dark red leather belt held the sheath of his long sword attached lightly to it around his waist. Once again everything about this man spoke of a noble birth. Even his dark red boots that seemed to be shined to a beautiful gloss spoke of his upbringing.

Background:

Viktor Corsarris, to truly understand his past you must look farther back then just Viktors life. You must look back to his fathers life. Back to the rise and fall on the Corsarris Empire. And why a man will never rebuild it. Viktors own demons tie deep within this choice and the hate of his father. So we take a trip back to a savage land where, dragons and both races of human fought a bitter war that neither side started. Viktors father Kayin Corsarris leading what was left of a failing army of humans. To where Kayin formed the Corsarris Empire and first created the Wyvern Riders.

The continent of Erosetia had been torn apart for 50 years by the War of the Burning Lands. At least that was what it was later called. Kayin was searching for the quickest way out he had seen enough of his men die in the maw of the greater wyrms or burned to cinders by the molten breath that those dragons breathed out. Kayin was on a loosing end of a hopeless war. And thus he searched out a magical answer to his problems.

During Kayins search he did find the truth to why the war started. The Continent of Erosetia was being manipulated and played with by 13 Magi. These 13 Magi had started the war indeed. They manipulated the thoughts and dreams of both the dragons and humans. Kayin wasted little time calling to both Human and Dragon leaders upon the continent. Meeting with them Kayin was able to prove his case. A treaty was signed between Kayin and the Dragons that ended the War of the Burning Lands.

The Dragons felt a debt of gratitude to Kayin for his part in finding the truth about the war and finding a way to bring peace. They gave Kayin the choice of one lesser dragon type to be forever the companion of his men. And Kayin became known as the Silver or White Wolf. Kayin choose that of the black dragons kin the wyvern training him and his men to ride and fight on the back of the flying beasts. As leader of the Wyvern Riders, Kayin would begin a search to remove the Magi council from its place of manipulation. As with any man with power his, own will become manipulated.

The Continent was swept into War once again. This time though it was Kayin starting in. His mind bent on stopping the Magi Council but he was doing it in the wrong way. He was destroying peaceful town and kingdoms over the Continent, subjugating those that would get in the way of his search for the Magi. As the war raged on none could stand up against Kayins Wyvern Riders, they fell to him and his men like lambs to the slaughter. Kayins mind became twisted and his goal changed with each new kingdom taken down he would claim it as his own, and this was becoming The Corsarris Empire.

Kayin laid claim to the entire Continent and began the build of Corsarris Sanctuary. The Sanctuary would rest in the center of, Erosetia. Kayin would rule the continent with an iron fist using the Wyvern Riders as his enforcers to his imperial rule. He was not satisfied with one wife Kayin took many, creating himself a harem of women hoping one would birth him a son. It was not in the arms of the women of his harem that he found his heir. It was in the arms of his best friends wife. It was little matter to his best friend things like that happened at the time. It was when Kayin was forced to take his son from them that things changed.

There was no battle involved Kayins Wyvern Riders ripped through his best friends men before most of them were able to even swing a sword. Kayin even killed the woman that gave birth to his son Viktor. Viktor was born into a world of hatred and blood. This is when the War of Dominion began. Kayins best friend was a of the barbarian blood line, Kayin of High Human. Erosetia had been able to unite the races during the War of the Burning Lands, but Kayins attack brought back the war that had separated them.

Viktor was 13 by the time the war had ended. He grew up in his fathers court learning the ways of the Lord, namely his fathers way of being a Lord. The war had divided the Empire, and yet Kayin remained as the man above it all. Kayin was beginning to believe he was a Demi-God. Viktor did not take to his fathers lifestyle. When he took his fathers position for the first time at 17 when his father was away he would make just decisions. His education was to blame for his view and how it differed from his fathers.

When Kayin returned from his trip Kayin was furious with the rumors going around and how many claimed Viktor was the true and rightful lord of the Corsarris Empire. Kayin had begun to bide his time always keeping an eye on his own son. And though Viktor had no wish to take the thrown from his father Kayin still had him watched. That was the year Viktor fell for one of the women of his fathers court. She was a beauty of a high human woman raised in the ways of the court just as Viktor she was also the daughter of one of the Empires great nobles. Kayin saw this and made a pact with a group of dark elf assassins that had been making raids on some of the townships.

Walking outside the Sanctuary one night the lovely courtesan and him wondered pasted one of the less then reputable streets. Sadly that was when Viktors nightmare began. Viktor walked with the lovely woman not keeping track of where he was when he was attacked from behind. He fell to the ground and a dark form leaped onto his back. Holding him down to the ground his head was lifted to look upon what was about to happen. Two more Dark Elf men appeared grabbed the woman Viktor had fallen for, there before Viktors own eyes they raped and murdered her. And every step of the way it was Viktors own father who had paid for it.

Kayin had expected Viktor to fall inline and follow in his fathers foot steps seeing what and unruly world it could be out there. Kayin did not get his wish. Viktor started to research the Dark Elves within his fathers library spending hours of his day learning of what they were. Each book he read only brought out a deeper distaste for their kind. When rumor spread of growing conflict between Dark Elfs and Barbarians in the east. Viktor made a decision at that point that would change his life and the future of the Corsarris Empire forever. Viktor left the Sanctuary and his father behind to seek out a manor of revenge against those that had killed the one he loved.

Kayin had gained a small manor of victory from the change in Viktor but it was hardly the victory he wanted. With Viktors departure from the center of the Corsarris Empire the rumors of him taking over died down but new ones took their place. Rumors were circulating that Kayin had killed his own son, rumors that Kayin detested as much just as the ones of Viktor taking over. Kayins own pride would get in the way he would not send men to ask for his sons return to the Sanctuary and so Viktor was let free to go.

Viktor gave no second thought of returning to the Sanctuary. His path was set before him. He would assist the barbarian tribes with the defeat of the Dark elves. It was here Viktor found the man who would become more of a father to him then Kayin ever had. The General leading the barbarian armies was a great warrior by the name of Tayvore. Tayvores was hardly like what Kayin was. Tayvore distasted war and the battles that were taking place in his land but he fought to defend them and his home. Tayvores beliefs about ruling were rather opposite of those Kayin believed. Tayvore believed that to rule properly one must have the respect of the people not the fear of them. This belief mirrored Viktors and a bond was made between Viktor and Tayvore that would last for years. Viktor found out more about the wars taking place on this frontier area of the Erosetia between the barbarians and dark elves. The first of them had been the bloodiest of them and was called the Blood War.

The War gained that name for the curse that was placed upon the land after the final battle of that war. A dark elf Sorcerer cast a curse upon the land to stain the blood that of the blood that was spilled in that battle. To remain a constant reminder to the barbarians of the hatred the dark elves would have for their kind from that day forward.

It was during the first of the blood wars that Tayvore took power and became the leader of the barbarian military. And it was at the start of the second blood war that Viktor made his first appearance in battle with the Barbarians. Viktor had gained favor with Tayvore and was part of what Tayvore always called the lead unit. Tayvore was also in that unit. They were the first unit in and the last unit to leave every battle. The Dark Elves learned to split theyre attacks between two cities to keep the lead unit occupied while they took lesser cities.

As time passed Kayin and his Wyvern riders became aware of Viktor and his battles on the frontier with the barbarians. And out of fear of loosing his son Viktor sent a unit of the wyvern riders to Viktors side under the pretenses that they had wished to follow Viktor instead of Kayin. Kayins pride once again unable to allow himself to apologize and let Viktor know he cared. Kayin hope that one day Viktor would learn to forgive and come back to take his place as ruler.

With the added strength of the Wyvern riders Viktor gained his own unit that was bent on stopping the growing tide of Dark Elves that were over running the Barbarian armies. The lead unit split Viktor leading one and Tayvore leading the other. They started to systematically take back the lands from the Dark elves. Fighting with the great honor and strength of will they drove back the Elves to the field where the last blood war had ended.

There on that blood red field the second blood wars final battle was believed to be taking place. Tayvore and Viktor for the first time in 3 years were fighting side by side once again the battle was fierce and blood curdling blades and armor stained with the blood of fallen foes. Then it happened just as things seemed as if the Dark elves were beaten a second armor appeared to the exposed flank of the Barbarians. In an instant the barbarian army and Viktors wyvern riders were consumed by dark figures. The blood curdling screams of men being ran through and ripped apart were the sounds that filled the air. And that field that was stained red by a curse became stained red by the blood of mean and dark elves alike.

When the battle was over and the dust had settled the man Viktor considered his adopted father lye dead a lance thrust threw his chest. And Viktor he was chained one of only a few remaining alive. Not a single barbarian or man was spared only himself and the few elves that had been part of the Wyvern Riders were left alive. Viktor passed out and when he was awoken again he was well beneath the earths surface tied to a slave pole.

As he began to come to he realized what was going on he felt the sing of a wing upon his back waking him from his stupor. One dark elf calling out in his own language but he could tell what was going on. He was being auctioned off to the highest bidder. His body was naked from head to toe. His icy eyes dull from the pain he felt in his back. And he could feel the warm sensation of blood running down his back. After what seemed to only be a few minutes to him as he faded in and out of the waking world he was let loose of the slave pole and dragged to the side of the stage they were set upon. The Dark Elf woman that had bought him reached up to his neck and snapped a collar around it.

His life was not the same from that moment on. He learned to speak the dark elves language and he learned the woman who had bought him was the matriarch of her house. Why he was spared he was clueless to, all he could thing was that he was one of the best fighters on the field and they wished to keep him as a trophy. That did not matter now he was used as a training dummy for the dark elf warriors he was told to fight them but not to kill, but that was not the end of it. He was forced into sexual slavery as well the dark elf men used his ass and mouth for there pleasure and his Mistress used him for pleasure as well.

Two years of this treatment passed before something changed. His Mistress had gone to search for a place to live on the surface world in one of the cities the Dark elves had taken from the Barbarians. Viktor was taken along with her to keep her sexually pleased during the trip. On the way to the cities a unit of Wyvern riders attacked the group. Viktor was pushed out to defend his Mistress against them but refused dropping his sword. The Wyvern riders did not hold the battle long. They had found what Kayin was searching for.

For his refusal to fight Viktor was beaten, and degraded by the least of the dark elves a show that Viktor was less then even the weakest of the dark elves of his Mistresss house. He was then placed in his Mistresss new house left for day for days. The time passed as if it were months, but is suffering was about to come to an end. A week after the scout wyvern riders had found him a full unit swept down upon the city killing all those that they could. While the distraction of the battle was going on a Magi blinked into the room where Viktor was. The Magi looked down at Viktor softly and grinned a moment he seem to be young in age no more the 15.

The Magi male offered a hand to Viktors broken form. And introduced himself as Keld Shade the young Magi smiled and quickly started the incantation to blink them out of there. And within minutes Viktor found himself in a place he had not seen in nearly 8 years. For the next few weeks Keld kept watch over Viktor using his healing magics to help him to health. Viktor was back at home in Corsarris Sanctuary.

Once Viktor was back to health he found out his father after the massacre of the barbarian armies had declared war upon the dark elves. And that the full force of the wyvern riders had been thrown into battle against them. Yet sadly Viktor never got to see his father again within days of the riders attack to free his son of the Dark Elves. The Same assassins that killed Viktors first love attacked and killed Kayin. And Viktor was not allowed his chance to forgive his father.

With his father gone the power vacuum began. Every leader or warlord under Viktors father began to vie for the position that Viktors father once held. Many of those closest to Viktor would seek to place him in his fathers place but Viktor refused the position. He had no wish to join in this battle that would destroy this land the home he had come to love. So it became feudal each war lord fighting each other as well as the dark elves. Viktor had in a short time become friends with Keld, so when the Magi left to travel Viktor went with him not wishing to see his world pass into the darkness of another bloody war.

His hatred for dark elves had not subsided but instead had been turned into a new strength within him. Keld did not hold the same distaste for the elves as Viktor did and as time passed he learned not to stop Viktor when he found a patrol roaming the forest. Viktor was seeking some sort of redemption from the things that he had gone threw the within the earth. And then there was one other thing that would surface from time to time. Near the end of his fathers life he had wished to forgive him, but ever now and again that anger would rise up in him. It was during those times he drank. Getting into bar fights and usually waking up the next morning with Keld looking over him poking him in the side with his staff.

After wondering Erosetia for a few years they traveled into the mountains. Viktors years of purging himself of his anger were highlighted by the resurgence of his honorable side. He started to seek news about the Sanctuary and who was in power, never really considering returning himself just hoping to hear of how things were doing with the campaign against the Dark Elves. When he heard one of the men who was a friend of his gained control of the Sanctuary he began correspondence with Raymore. Sending letters to him while he was in one town and getting letters in the town he told Raymore in his letters he was going to next.

In the place know as Starlight. It was a small place with little more then an inn and a few houses. In this place he would meet his wife. Shantelle was her name a ravishing beauty that was everything he had never seen in a woman. She was strong and hardly proper at all. She liked working and loved to sit out at night watching the starts. She was the one that told Viktor of how they named the town Starlight. She told him that a single start always seemed to shine down on the town. He thought it was a silly reason to name a town that but he let it go after a while.

Shantelle was a lovely woman, she and Viktor after their marriage traveled together allowing Keld to go off on his own like he had actually wanted to two years before, though the did run into him from time to time. Viktor and Shantelle decided to settle down in the mountains and began to build a life for each other. They were there for a long time before Viktor was called away to the Sanctuary where Raymore was in danger. Though Viktor did not with to take power himself he did wish to keep a good man in power so he went.

While there he found a slave dealer selling Dark elf women. One of the pour creatures looked very much as he did for a long time. She was barely coherent he walked up to the auctioneer and the auctioneer knew his face almost instantly. The man went to bow before Viktor and he just waved him off telling him he was not his father. He asked for the Dark elf girls name not knowing why he would even been interested other then the fact she was in the same situation he was.

The slaver had no idea the name of the girl or where she came from only that he had picked her up for a good price. Viktor bought the girl outright and he named her since she as well couldnt remember her name. Elizabeth Setralia was what he called her and he placed his collar around her neck. He sent her to the Inn outside the Sanctuary as he went to help Raymore deal with what was going on. The events that took place in the Sanctuary were more then enough to drive most men insane and Viktor was forced to kill the man that was seeking to remove Raymore from the throne. After securing Raymores place on the throne he returned home in the mountains with Elizabeth. Who became a house slave for years cooking and cleaning for him and his wife as they worked at building theyre house.

Viktor went out one day long before early morning in search of more wood to help build the home. Again his life was forced off course. While he was away a Troll came upon the house. Sneaking inside it attacked Shantelle ripping her clothes from her body and raping her. Before leaving though the troll drove a knife into her side, and left her for dead. Eliza was there and did her best to stop the troll but was slammed against the wall and knocked out.

Viktor returned home to a place he did not recognize the shattered wood and the downed form of Eliza worried him. He quickly rushed to his room where he found Shantelle dead. His angered welled up within him and he pulled the sword he had not used since the Second blood war. The sword his father retrieved from that bloody battle field after his capture. Viktor did not think about stopping he knew where the mountain trolls lair was and he went there without a thought of his own well being.

Viktors anger welled into that of a volcano. The guards did not last long before his sword and he broke into the lair. After going a certain distance into the lair he landed himself face to face with the trolls leader a Troll Viktor had met long before this point when he searched a place to build his hand knowing it was within the Trolls territory he bought the land fair and square and the troll leader understood that. The troll leader understood Viktors anger and threw the one that killed his wife before Viktors feet.

The anger within Viktor rose like a wave and those icy eyes became like daggers. Then the words of Tayvore came to his mind and his honor came in full force to him his will to kill the Troll rolling through his flesh. The man with the troll before him he began to swing that sword down toward the trolls neck and in the last second dropped his weapon. He told the leader that he had done enough killing that day and gave the one that killed his wife over to trolls to deal with. Later Viktor would find out that the leader of the trolls used the one that killed his wife as entertainment in battles against those that were slaves and animals.

Viktor returned to his home and grabbed Elizabeth from the place. His icy eyes looking over the place and he decided to make the whole place a funeral pyre for his fallen wife. Watched as the man began to burn down the home his grief and agony apparent in his every action. As the place burned through the night Viktor stood close to it watching it burn to the ground the fire light making his face seem a grim vision in the dark night and for the first time since she was bought by him Eliza was afraid.

That anger within him was indeed turned on Eliza. At least for a while the beatings were brutal and his sexual desire was almost as brutal. Viktor took Eliza back to the Sanctuary with him were she became his house and sexual slave. Living there in the castle did little to quell the anger he held within him. Until one day Raymore came to him. The friend he held as a boy talked with him late into one night talking over the things that took place and the screams he could hear from Viktors room at night.

The talk that Raymore and Viktor had lasted for hours and Viktor finally let loose the feelings he had held locked up deep within him. After that day Viktors relationship with his little Dark elf slut became more loving. He kept her from harm fought those that would seek to rape her. Viktors honor was being brought back slowly and over the years he learned to live life a common as possible living in the castle that was truly his. Raymore even offered the seat as the countries leader every chance he got.

Raymores idea of the leadership is that Corsarris Empire would reunite under Viktor, but Viktor did not wish to become like his father and continued to refuse. A few more years would pass before another accident changed his life. He was working with Eliza in his shop on a new set of chairs for his home when he needed her to grab him a dagger. The little dark elf would do just that sadly though she tripped on her way to bring it over to him and the dagger landed home in his back. The little dark elf girl ran off as quickly as she could away from the Sanctuary and disappeared from his life assuming he had died and was worried about the consequences.

Viktor did not mind the fact that she ran off he thought he would have done the same if he was in her shoes. And Viktor refrained from sending anyone after his slave after he healed completely. For the next few months he lived on his own doing that which he loved working on Armor, Weapons, and Furniture. He spent much of his time alone drinking wine and tea in his home not seeking companionship of any kind. The battles between races grew in ferocity and had reached a boiling point within those months. And it was about to spill over into the Sanctuary as well. Raymore was slain in his sleep one night and the power vacuum began again.

Viktor would not stay this time either. Viktor left this time he left the Continent, leaving Erosetia behind him he traveled the oceans in search of a new life far beyond the shores of his home land. Viktors only intent to return to Erosetia would be in the defense of the new Leader of what was at one point his fathers Empire. Viktors search found him on the edge of the land called Belariath. This land was similar to his home. Yet there was peace something he had not seen for years. A lasting peace that, Viktor could not truly grasp with his mind. After years of bloody battles and blood shed he had found a place he would could settle himself only having to deal with that which was normal to him, thieves, mercenarys and those that preyed on the week.

Viktor continued to correspond with those back in his homeland slowly trying to remove himself for the history of that land so he can start his life anew here in this land. After traveling the land for a few months he came upon the Inn. Since that time he has made the Inn and the lands around it his home.

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