2023 March - Darkest Depths

A mercenary and a master of the waves. Aboro-Ko is in touch with the swells and calls of the waves and uses it to power himself in rhythm and beat in his fights. The power of the ocean courses through him and wherever he is Minera's Tears will protect him. So they have protected him from his homeland of East Hydana in Zandorion all the way to the lands of Tharador. Though at his side his sister Inedra-Ki has also kept his mind and heart calm and clear.

An ex-soldier and a deserter from her home nation of East Hydana in the far land of Zandorion. Inedra-Ki uses the training she received in the East Hydanian army to make herself a force of reckoning in battle. Even the strongest waves crash upon her armour as though she were a mountain in her steadfast stance. But in the sea itself is where she truly excels and woe to any foe of hers that might meet her there.

Previously known as the Feline Fighter in his last life, Kara'Ta has redubbed himself the Catfolk Corsair in his new identity as a mercenary sailing over the seas of Tharador. Though he is far from his old life in silken beds with new maidens every night, he prefers not having the looming threat of his master executing him at any time, and the freedom to do as he pleases.

The elite of Quorenderi's guards. These are creatures plated in heavy chitin armour and stand almost as tall as a Colossal with the strength to match. They make up much of the elite forces of his army, both as his own bodyguards and as officers for his forces. On land they are a formidable foe even for the most experienced adventurers, but encountering one in the water is a death sentence.

Grunts of the armies of Quorenderi. The Angler Gluglin's were once fishfolk that lived in the unmapped depths between lands. Quorenderi enslaved their people when he found them, torturing them, twisting them and breeding them to create a new race of hardy creatures that would do his and his officer's bidding, and could take many blows from a sword before they fell.

Fair is the form of the Dyriani to any sailor unfortunate enough to behold their beauty. For their face is quick to capture the hearts of any whose eyes fall upon it, but their souls are captured even quicker as they step senselessly from their ships into the cold abyss. Though there the Siren will find them and place them in a warm, comforting embrace, before they themselves tear out the heart of their victim. There they die in tranquillity, unless they are unfortunate enough to behold the true form of the Dyriani before their death — usually that is enough to kill them alone.

Deep in the jungles of Zandorion prowls ancient predators the size of buildings. Often these predators will find themselves chasing prey out to sea. As such they have even learned to dive and swim with expertise despite their enormous size. However, those that swim too far or dive too deep are quick to regret it. There lies Quorenderi's grasp, and such predators are quick to be assimilated, experimented and changed for his own benefit — to become servants in his armies. The Eldrasorous is one of many such creatures.

Vosinderi are rare to fall, these Leviathans are ancient creatures with scales like diamonds and teeth like pikes. Though in the event one is caught offguard or alone, they become susceptible to the influence and corruption of Quorenderi. There are few of these malevolent Leviathans in the seas around Tharador, and most sailors regard them as a myth. However, Erathul is living proof that they are very real.

The second of Mindoriel's Spawn. Quorenderi was not always like he was. Eldrinderi was once his name and his form was much fairer. But he was slain when his mother was defeated, dying alongside her. His body was recovered by his brother Myrothlir, Harbinger of Undeath. He was stitched together with his own eldritch creations and given a new life, though held by his brother's puppet strings. Quorenderi was his new name as he rose, and his nature had changed to be even more malicious than ever. Now his sites are set on the final destruction of Tharador, vengeance for his mother and his lost fair form.

Grunts of the armies of Quorenderi. The Angler Gluglin's were once fishfolk that lived in the unmapped depths between lands. Quorenderi enslaved their people when he found them, torturing them, twisting them and breeding them to create a new race of hardy creatures that would do his and his officer's bidding, and could take many blows from a sword before they fell.

Fair is the form of the Dyriani to any sailor unfortunate enough to behold their beauty. For their face is quick to capture the hearts of any whose eyes fall upon it, but their souls are captured even quicker as they step senselessly from their ships into the cold abyss. Though there the Siren will find them and place them in a warm, comforting embrace, before they themselves tear out the heart of their victim. There they die in tranquillity, unless they are unfortunate enough to behold the true form of the Dyriani before their death — usually that is enough to kill them alone.

A mercenary and a master of the waves. Aboro-Ko is in touch with the swells and calls of the waves and uses it to power himself in rhythm and beat in his fights. The power of the ocean courses through him and wherever he is Minera's Tears will protect him. So they have protected him from his homeland of East Hydana in Zandorion all the way to the lands of Tharador. Though at his side his sister Inedra-Ki has also kept his mind and heart calm and clear.

Mimics are known to take many forms, but it takes a special kind to mimic the form of another creature. Those that have achieved such a power are far more dangerous than a common mimic one might run into in a dungeon, and these particular ones have been bred by Quorenderi's own lieutenants to exist in the depths of his fortress and the sea floor.

An Elven rapscallion from the isles of the Katarn Sea. Filandira endured much hardship when her home was destroyed and her family was forced to flee to Baldur. Quickly she was taken advantage of and fell under the wing of a local street gang. When things went sour she fled, signing on to the Salty Charter and earning a reputation for being belligerent, difficult to work with but extremely adept at just about anything her job required.