|“King of Morrok”|
Leslek Tizzlind (deceased), cook to King Dezrenir, was a father figure that raised Skarlok. Leslek had two sons Fanumarr (deceased), and Lescherre (deceased); and two cousins Keriok (deceased) and Acron Fendowynd.
King Dezrenir, Lord Alkazzarr, Arog The Demi God, Moog Thrak Gorbakk, Morka Moa, Line of the Prethlokes, The Warden of Bandalak, The City of Asarra Bay, The Lady of the Cloth, Vastar, The Order of Tomorrow’s Dawn, Tibalion Erendur, Gelem, King Andrek II, VI, VII, King Goran Longbeard, Omdurasha Shalanie Uklatta, The Realm of Frivanna, The Realm of Morrok, The Empire of Ujoa, The Kingdom of Isintarre, The Kingdom of Turanghem.
Items of Note
Items of Power
Hook of the Juere. Only three were ever made. It is a grappling Hook and rope all made of Ardan. The enchanted Hook is able to literally pull and drag shadows and darkness. At night, it is invisible to all but the user.
Dirk of the Juere. The Holy long knife is lined with Aog. It has a sole purpose: The Slaying of all things Undead. Cloak of Long Night. They are heavy black cloaks made from the skin of the Oijaheim, and doused in enchanted herbal concoctions known only to a few. For users of these rare cloaks, it allows Magga to see them an hour more each day. The Cloak enhances all of the Morkai’s natural abilities and the most gifted can use the Cloak to enter Magga’s Womb, and disappear entirely into the Shadow Realm for a moment.
Armor of The Silver Raven. A gift from his cousin Acron: Skarlok wears Ardan Scale Armor made over an Ardan mail shirt. Both sets have been blessed to weigh as light as bird’s wing and to absorb all light.
Ring of Morrok. The plain silver band has one speck of Aog encircled in a crown. Whoever is the wearer of such ring, is the true King of Morrok. All the powers of this Artifact are unknown except for one. Morkai will be drawn to either kill or serve the wearer. Almost all will fear it.
Known Abilities and Disabilities
Skarlok is a low level practicing user of Essence Magic. Or so it is rumored.
A child came to see First Dark in the Sacred River of Melvanorre. I was there, and never before had I seen a babe so blessed and bathed in Silver. My visions are my own, but I will speak on, and say that She was a mother to this boy.
On a bed of silver
For millennia, all children were born upon silver beds as it would be a sacred tradition thought to bring luck and the eternal hope for a savior of Morrok. But Dezrenir, a deceiver who feared his own lies would bring upon Magga’s vengeance, had all babes born this way to be slaughtered. It demoralized the Morkai, and the Macgrom pushed the Silvers further and further into their halls.
But I knew where to find the child. For Her veins are the Silver waters of Morrok, and Her heart is the bed where shadows sleep. Fearing the King’s decree, I ensured he grew up safely among culture and songs of old. He would learn the Morkai people were hopeful of returning to the old ways and living among the surface world. War would always come later. And so, Skarlok was raised in the kitchens of Melvanorre’s royal palace, within the cold realm of Morrok. His father was the king’s cook, a fat man named Leslek who was a widower that raised three ambitious sons of his own, Alkazzarr, Fanumarr, and Lescherre. But I will speak no more on Skarlok’s childhood save for the end of it, which is known:
Skarlok was a boy when he saw Leslek murdered by the King for a poorly cooked meal. In truth, the meal was delicious and perfectly prepared. But it was when I informed Dezrenir that Magga knew of his dealings with The Untamed, did he lash out at the nearest man who had brought him his food. Enraged, Skarlok leapt into the room and murdered King Dezrenir, stabbing him to death with the same knife his father had cut a slice of sweet bread only moments earlier. Then, as Morkai custom decrees, he severed Dezrenir’s finger and claimed The Ring of Morrok, and as his right became the self anointed king.
It has been many years since that day, when he fled the great halls, chased by Dezrenir’s royal family and the elite guards and assassins of Morrok. Since that time, some of his people have come to recognize him as king by right of might, but most follow the bloodline of Dezrenir. Even his own brothers betrayed him, but they paid the price with agonizing death, as all have who sought his ruin.
For his is the name whispered when the world sleeps, Skarlok Two Hearts, killer of light, and even his kind, and all things good said to cuddled babes when candles are burnt to a wick.