Metal | Armed | Earth | Riftmancy

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Your father is of Barsburgian descent, raised in Achyon before the fall of the once grand city. Ilya was born into the infamous Docro family and reared as one of the heirs to the title of Don. Due to his prowess in combat, he once earned himself the title and sat as the head of the Docro family, but those who feared his independence and separate ideals hastily had him removed.

Ilya was always a powerful and authoritative figure in your life. As the wielder of Insatiable he commanded respect and as a master riftmancer he was known as a powerful magi with knowledge of the void.

All your life you would have known him as a Vanrouge more than a Docro. After the death of your uncle he took on the surname of his brother and mother to continue the fight against the Docro family even if it meant his eventual demise.

You would have known your father until you were seven, but what you would remember is his kind but firm nature. He taught you how to properly respect those who earn it, who to avoid within Esshar, and most importantly how to protect yourself again the evils that lurked around the corners seeking to hunt the family down. He was a fierce warrior who believed in sticking to ones own morals and values. Even if they were perhaps immoral.

He very rarely spoke of his family aside from your Uncle Seth who was talked about with endearing nostalgia. Otherwise you have only heard warnings about the Docros.

After the death of your mother, your father almost seemed to go missing. You would see him very rarely throughout the years, a man caught up in revenge due to his lost love.

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Your mother is of Essharan descent, though she was raised on a remote island far from the shores of the mainland both of her parents were natives to Esshar, specifically Garjling's Coat. Born into the Hedor family, she grew with the aspirations of becoming a Dragonlord someday just as her father was, an aspiration she succeeded in her youth. Your mother lived with and helped rule the Fireblooded for twenty years before leaving the Coat. While many fond memories were spoken of her home for thirty years, you quickly learned to hate the Fireblooded for the treatment of your mother due to the stories she told.

Doriya was always a loving and nurturing figure toward you. She perhaps doted on you too much in your youth and was very overprotective. You would have vague memories of your mother wielding the Rising Wyrm Revolution in your youth, more prominently would you remember the void corrupted version she held in later years that she whispered softly to. You were fully aware your mother was a vampire, might even recall the siring when you were young, but even after her ascension her love and compassion toward you never changed.

All your life you would have known your mother as a Vanrouge but she would be happy to tell you of her days as a Hedor, Helenium, and partial Pelleaux.

You would have known your mother until you were six, but you remember her as a passionate individual who put her heart into everything she set her mind to. She would have unintentionally raised you on Fireblooded values, taught you the tenets as a moral code rather than a religious practice. Much like your father she was insistent about following your own values, even if they might not entirely align with the world around you.

Your mother would happily tell you about her side of the family, your great ancestry with the Hedor line and your numerous half siblings scattered across Eternia. She would also answer any questions you had about your father's lineage where he might withold proper answers.

Many of the details of your mothers death would have been spared to you considering their gruesome circumstances, but you would be made aware of Asphodel's involvement and taught to always hate and fight against the city.