Eirios Marieanum

Eirios was born into a clan of affluent merchants in the Elven City of Al-Lif Annar, A fairly wealthy port town. At the beginning of his life, he lived in a fairly average and loving home with his somewhat strict father and doting mother. This continued till he was 60 when his clan was suddenly killed off by jealous rival families and clans. The only reason for his survival was because he was outside the city practicing his amateur swordsmanship with a couple of his friends. Once he returned he found his whole family butchered, his home destroyed and his current life gone within less than a day. Unfortunately, one of the assailants was still there, finishing the atrocious act, and tried to kill the last remaining member of the clan. Unfortunately or fortunately for Eirios he was in a state of pure unadulterated rage and attacked him with unmatched speed and strength and brutalized him to the point the now dead elf assassin corpse was unrecognized to be an elf. After this, he took what money was left in his home and left the city as quickly as he could.

For the next 80 years, he drifted to the different cities and towns of his Elven homeland wasting away in his depression. During this time spent the money on gambling and terrible business ventures that all ended in failure which is unbecoming among elven high society and was as such was estranged amongst his former peers with none wish to deal with the elf. This left him bitter and wrathful with his fall from grace happening for this young(for an elf) man's life. He was mocked and bullied by the fellows of his race and with even the dredges of the land mocked him. This led to a large amount of anger, rage, hate, and spite consuming him. This later grew into a deep resentment for his fellow elves and abandoning the values, traditions, culture, and traditional gods of his people. He left behind everything and head west as the west would go until he stumbled upon something that was interesting in his eyes.

And so with little money left traveled west, he ran for days and those days began to turn into weeks and weeks into months with him stopping only to eat, drink, and rest while traveling. He ran for 5 months in total until his legs finally gave out and he collapsed near a Human settlement-Village. It was here met his new sire, the man he now serves, Arleanlia. Arleanlia was a low-ranked but incredibly ambitious priest of Vlintas the Goddess of Perfect Order, War, Strategy, Loyalty, and Vengence. He was nursed back to health by the man and offered his services for a debt he felt he now owed the man for saving his life. Over the ten years, they lived in the village Eirios adopted Vlintas as his new patron deity and became firmed worshiper and devout follower as what she stood and reigned over greatly appealed to him. He trained vigorously until the lord of the land called upon any and all volunteers to join in the Great Crusade against the demons of the Farlands. It was here where Eirios fame, infamy, and legend were born. Although in the beginning he was discriminated against in the beginning because of him being an elf, it mostly minor with some looking at his size alone for reassurance and the war would turn him into the one State's Greatest Hero. He and Arleanlia during the war considered one the greatest duos of the war. Arleanlia's zealotry was a great boon for the allied forces for his faith granted him boons of powers like enhancing the mental fortitude of the soldiers. While on the opposite end of the spectrum was Eirios, his battle prowess was considered unmatched as elven heritage granted him graceful speed despite his size and weight while his Rage and Spite on full display for the demons with killing thousands upon thousands of demons by his lonesome with him even taking out the Greater Demons and the Commanders. He was oh so enraged by the demons his rage would keep him going on and keep him from dying. He was one of the most revered warriors of the war with the demons themselves fearing him and having him to be their greatest Villian.

After the war, he and Arleanlia were rewarded greatly and quite handsomely for their actions and deeds during the war. Arleanlia was promoted to High Profligator for his faith within the gods and being blessed by his god, his rank is just below the Head of the Progtor, The Hierarch of The Faith, The Head of the main religion of the state. While Eirios was given the Rank of Arbiter, the Highest Religious Military anyone can achieve. Only one Arbiter can be appointed at a time as such was considered one of the greatest honors of the land. His rank included answering only to the Council of Five, The Leaders of the State which Included The Hierarch of The Faith, Lord-Commander of The Armies, Grand Marshal of The Great Crusaders, Master of The Interior, and Exterior Affairs, and High Administrator of The Administration. Despite this, the true master of the Arbiter is Hierarch. He can go above the law and nobody could stop him legally, The ability to take any items as long it's deemed necessary for his mission, his word is considered the will of the council, and can gain the resources he wants. Technically above the law with only council deeming it unlawful if he's out of line.

With such power, he was greatly thankful and humbled (and silently overjoyed for such a power). He was given the Armour of The Arbiter which was made from the Purest metals of the land which was Sliver Ornate Armour that Covered his entire body from head to toe in plate armour with it having the magic to fully turn the wearer of the armour invisible. He was given the Twin Blades of Nakura, Blades have this blueish glue to them and can heat themselves up to extreme temperatures of heat, the blades have a sideways facing grip and ornated and engraved crossguards, (well three blades but one was converted to a polearm), blades created from rare magic stone from the land Nakura and kept as spoils and were never for it was simply too large for a normal man to carry and finally the converted sword to Polearm of Nakura. With this Eirios watched many Councilmen and Leaders falling from grace and many raising to take their place, Many have come and many gone, Eirios has seen them all, the only thing that has been made constant was his duty as Arbiter and him watching over the lands as one of it Heros for over 600 hundred years. Many stories have been written about, from Biographies and Exggrated tales about him. Plays and Puppet shows were created in his honor for the entertainment of others and many humans and some of the other races looking at him for inspiration, awe and many wanting to become like training in hopes of being like him.

But there are some things that still are part of the elf to this day. His Ruthlessness, Hate, and Rage still remain a constant to his battle style and personality with him at times, his spite and resentment towards his fellow elves still remain with it even lingering in his mind at times. If his current master The Hierarch tells him to go kill any and all elves he would do so without compliance.