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Vahsuur - Wings of Arthius, Last Guardian of Cyros
"From the Last Rebellion to the Halls, and from the Halls came the Blood of our Enemies. The Ehyran Remember"
Vahsuur was no King, no Lord and no man of Noble Birth, just a Citizen of the Cloud City of Skiiara, who worked among the townsfolk.His name Before Vahsuur was Malin Cortharc, Son of Crytin Cortharc, a Blacksmith who passed before Malin's 5th Birthday.
Before the First War came, the Knights of Renaviel were in search of brave hearts to come forward to join the Ranks of the Renavii, simply for "Recruitment" for the ranks. Vahsuur was only of the age of 12 when his name was called forward by the Dominion of Skyiiara. He was Terrified, for the simple reason that Malin was known as a "Coward" to those who knew him. He was tall, but scrawny, and has hair unkept and messy. The Renavii Shunned him. Laughed, mocked him for being signed up to join the ranks, as his form was appauling to those of greater strength and masculinity. But one thing that Malin had that no one else did within the recruitment ranks, was the power to learn faster than most men.
Vahsuur was no King, no Lord and no man of Noble Birth, just a Citizen of the Cloud City of Skiiara, who worked among the townsfolk.His name Before Vahsuur was Malin Cortharc, Son of Crytin Cortharc, a Blacksmith who passed before Malin's 5th Birthday.
Before the First War came, the Knights of Renaviel were in search of brave hearts to come forward to join the Ranks of the Renavii, simply for "Recruitment" for the ranks. Vahsuur was only of the age of 12 when his name was called forward by the Dominion of Skyiiara. He was Terrified, for the simple reason that Malin was known as a "Coward" to those who knew him. He was tall, but scrawny, and has hair unkept and messy. The Renavii Shunned him. Laughed, mocked him for being signed up to join the ranks, as his form was appauling to those of greater strength and masculinity. But one thing that Malin had that no one else did within the recruitment ranks, was the power to learn faster than most men.
It was two weeks into Malin joining the Knights. He was always last to finish assignments because of his weak strength. He could still hardly lift a sword with one hand, but he was improving. He had picked up the techniques of the art of war quickly, and decided he would dedicate his life towards training whenever he had the time. Even though he was still weak, He could beat all of the other recruits in a hand to hand duel, due to his swift learning ability.
And then it happened. The warhorns began across the entire Kingdom of Cyros, invaders from the North had began an invasion into the Cyrosii Lands. The invaders, known as "Norlaisians", came from the Great Peaks of Norlaisia, positioned just North of Skiiari, the Home City of where Malin came from.
The Renaviel Knights were out numbered 500 to 1, but were the greatest swordsmen to walk the Planet.
Before the City in the Skies would fall, The Norlaisian Army would need to destroy all 4 Wheyan Crystals, to Disable the Gravitational Aura that resonated the land to allow the City to stay among the clouds. The Armies split into all 4 directions, knowing they would be able to butcher all those who crossed there path.
3 Of the invading battalions of the Norlaisian Army had managed to ride down all those who got in there path, taking control of 3 of the Crystals. The other army, had come face to face with the Force of the Renavii, still outnumbering them greatly. The Battle began, but Malin was afraid. He was still a coward, no matter how well he knew now how to swing a sword. He charged with the men, terrified, he urinated inside his own leather protection. He did not back down, and he did not turn back. Malin knew that if he did, the Knights would Execute him for Forsaking them, so he chose the option of Death from the Enemy, as he is a fast learner, and knows that a Death is a Death, either way.
3 Of the invading battalions of the Norlaisian Army had managed to ride down all those who got in there path, taking control of 3 of the Crystals. The other army, had come face to face with the Force of the Renavii, still outnumbering them greatly. The Battle began, but Malin was afraid. He was still a coward, no matter how well he knew now how to swing a sword. He charged with the men, terrified, he urinated inside his own leather protection. He did not back down, and he did not turn back. Malin knew that if he did, the Knights would Execute him for Forsaking them, so he chose the option of Death from the Enemy, as he is a fast learner, and knows that a Death is a Death, either way.
Malin Came face to face with his first ever enemy. He saw the Rugged, Long hair of a 6 foot man, slightly smaller than himself. A dirt ridden face, angry and thirsty for blood, he swang his axe down on Malin. But without thought, Malin used the skills he had learnt, dodged to one side, and Cut the mans stomach open, causing his guts to fall to the floor. Malin now knew the taste of Blood. He now knew what it felt like to win. His expression become lifeless for a moment, and then powerful. Anger filled his heart, that invaders were trying to destroy his home. On that day, Malin killed more men than any other during the Battle, and was immediatly awarded his Helmet of Valor on the field, for Saving one of the "Shields", The highest ranking Knight of the Renavii.
But Before they could triumph there Victories, the Crystal collapsed due to the weight that it had been burdened with from the other crystals being destroyed, and the Great City fell from the sky, crashing into the earth and causing the Largest Crator Tyris (Planet Name) has Ever Known.
But Before they could triumph there Victories, the Crystal collapsed due to the weight that it had been burdened with from the other crystals being destroyed, and the Great City fell from the sky, crashing into the earth and causing the Largest Crator Tyris (Planet Name) has Ever Known.
But from the ashes, rose the Ehyran. Those who were caught in the Aura Collapse, had been given a gift for their loss. The Wings of Skiiari had been Bestowed upon all men who fought to protect the City. "The Guardians" then set out to repell the Invasion from the Front line, and all died fighting to defend the Capitol of the World. Malin was given the order to Fly back to Arthius, and warn the King of the coming defenders, and that the invasion would soon reach Arthius.
From The Rebellion to the Halls. And from the Halls came the Blood of our Enemies. Malin was the Greatest Warrior known in the History of Tyris, And killed 1,000 Men at the Rally of the Battle of Arthius, Before falling, as Legend.
He was then named Vahsuur, which in the Tongue of the Skiiari, mean Hero.
(I'm sorry for such a long story. I'm not the greatest with words, but I hope you enjoyed it. All stories that I create on Minecraft are based off of my long, inter-connected world, and story of "Moriela". Thanks for reading <3)