“We will spill every blood in this world until only ours remains.”

— Popular saying among the descendants of Maliris.

Founded by the elf Maliris over 300 years ago, Dranate is the largest kingdom in Eredwyn, having conquered its territories and advanced its society over the years. Based primarily on blood supremacy, and secondarily on racial supremacy, Dranate, as the name suggests, is the “Government of Dranis”.
Dranis are all those who have the blood of Maliris. 300 years ago, Maliris challenged three great elven families of Grondelia, defeating the patriarch of all of them, he assumed command of the families. As a first act, he killed every male in the family, and began to reproduce with all the females over the course of those 3 centuries. And from that, Dranate was created.
In Dranate, being drani is the ideal, being an elf is tolerated. All other races are massacred or enslaved, and most of the time, they are not even treated as living beings. With the domination of the south and southeast of the continent, even reaching the center of the continent, becoming the largest kingdom in the world, the Drani began to have a culture of extreme superiority, not only over other races, but over any culture and people that were not theirs. Even elves, who are not frowned upon in Dranato, can be considered inferior by the most elite Drani, as common elves do not have the blood of King Maliris in their veins.

The Drani population began to grow since the founding of the Dranate, extremely concentrated in the 3 great families that are led by Maliris. Each of the 3 families represents one of the three aspects of the god Karlix’s fire, god of tyranny who favors Maliris and is the most worshiped of the Dranate.

The three families are: Airvoline, Beltif and Coilav.

• Airvoline — They embody the smoke of Karlix’s Fire, representing the aspect of dark oppression.
  “Success through sacrifice”
  A black-haired family composed mainly of industrialists, researchers, scientists, occult magicians and logisticians. They are responsible for developing anything that improves the kingdom and helps it in any way, especially weapons. Naturally, they have no concern for morals or ethics, preferring to use the most painful methods to achieve the most horrendous results.
  They are also responsible for administration and logistics within the territory of Maliris. They supervise slaves, guard roads and borders, take care of logistics, distribution of supplies and resources, as well as teach prodigies, those who have great potential to improve the kingdom, all these trades.
• Beltif — They embody the glow of Karlix’s Fire, representing the aspect of golden beauty.
  “Beauty in all things, all that is beautiful is ours”
  A family of blonds made up of artists, blacksmiths, craftsmen, merchants, inventors and domesticators. They are responsible for culture, entertainment and for bringing different things to the kingdom. Most of the family stays in the comfort of their homes producing art such as paintings, dances, music and even weapons in the forge. However, the most daring of the family seek out beauties outside their kingdoms, new beauties, never seen before. Unlike the Coilav explorers, who seek to discover lands to conquer, the Beltif seek what those lands have that is different for the Drani culture to assimilate.
  In this way, they focus on taking possession of and bringing back beautiful things such as spices, precious metals, jewels, exotic animals, which if they are strong will certainly be added to the army. Even within their homes, they produce truly legendary works, especially when it comes to forging weapons. Practiced primarily by the men of the families, the best, strongest, and most beautiful weapons used by the noblest Drani came from the hands of a Beltif. Thus, the Beltif are true hunters and producers of treasures made to add to the power and culture of the Drani people, and preferably these treasures are beautiful.
• Coilav — They embody the flame of the Fire of Karlix, representing the aspect of crimson exploration.
  “There is no strength beyond what is seen”
  A family of redheads composed of warriors, athletes, scouts, hunters and sailors. They are responsible for the expansion of the territory of Maliris, whether by discovering new lands rich in resources and with great geographical value, or by invading and conquering this land, as well as everything and anyone in it.
  They are violent and brutal to a frightening degree. They enjoy massacring and defeating their adversaries with monstrous strength and rapid attacks. It is said that a defeated people are so traumatized by the Coilav that they never look up again, so as not to see the bloody faces of the members of this brutal and warlike family.

Even though they live under the rule of the same king, the three families see themselves as rivals for Maliris’s favor and attention, with Maliris himself instigating this competition as a way to always keep the Dranate strong, growing and expanding its qualities and strengths.
In Dranate, a good way for a non-Drani elf to rise socially is by marrying a Drani. Even though his life becomes easier with the riches and privileges of the Drani nobility, this elf will never be considered one of them, being practically a parasite that they tolerate in them body.
Romantic relationships are not common among Dranis from different families, given the level of competitiveness between them. However, the most elite Drani marry and have children with their relatives from the same family, some of them extremely close, such as siblings, seeing this as a way to keep the blood pure. Maliris does not openly encourage this, but sees no problem with the idea.

The capital of Dranate is the coastal city of Atrika. The capital of Dranate is the coastal city of Atrika. And each Familia has a city as its own capital within Dranate.

Titles

Since the founding of the Dranate, the number of Dranis has grown exponentially over the course of three centuries. And with this number and power acquired, it was necessary to differentiate the hierarchy within the families very well. Even though they are rivals and different, the titles function in the same way in all families.

Malirernas

Malirernas, meaning “Favorite of Maliris”, are the main wife of Maliris in each of the three families. Each of these women is usually the mother of his firstborn son in each family. Even though they have greater authority and influence in their entire families than the other wives, the Malirernas are named only to represent Maliris’ favoritism as they were the first to be chosen to bear his children at the beginning of the Dranate.

Arliks

“My blood will rule the world. Beginning with you.”
— Maliris, king of the Drani, seeing his 3 adult children ready to serve him.

Arliks ​​are the leaders of each of the families. Currently being the first and oldest sons of Maliris with his malirernas. In Drani culture, the hierarchy is not vertical, but horizontal, with genealogical proximity to Maliris being more important than someone with an important title. For example, if an Arlik dies, none of his children will normally be considered, as they are grandchildren of Maliris. Therefore, one of the Arlik’s brothers and sisters, who are direct children of Maliris, regardless of what wife, will most likely occupy the position.

Barliks

Barliks ​​are all the children of Maliris who are not Arlik himself. Even though they are not the leaders of their families, the Dranate is so large that there is plenty of room for each of them to develop their interests, strengths and plans with a lot of authority, not just being lackeys of their older brother. Barlik, even after 300 years, is the last title that is possibly countable in the number of people who have it. After them, there are his own children, the grandchildren of Maliris, whom the Drani king himself does not even care to know due to their immense number. The children of the Barliks ​​receive the title of Carliks, and this alphabetical sequence is followed until the end of the family. When a Barlik dies, the succession may be by the deceased’s will, if he or she expressed it in life. But if this is not the case, normally the title is inherited by the oldest son or daughter, or by the strongest, each case may occur differently.
Being on the edge of the importance of titles in families, the Barliks ​​developed their own way of feeling important within the giant universe of their family. The creation of the Houses.

Houses

Houses function as a family within one of the three great houses. They are usually founded by Barliks, as a way to gain more fame and visibility within their family, as a way to be the leader of something and to get closer to the authority of the Arlik. However, the Arlik is the leader of the entire family, normally not letting any of his brothers and sisters grow too much in importance, thus not allowing the creation of a House. However, when the order comes from above, there is nothing the leader of the family can do against it. If a Barlik, or even a drani of lower title, performs a feat that greatly impresses and pleases Maliris, he can ask for authorization to create his own House within the family. And if the drani king agrees, there is nothing the Arlik can do against it.
Houses are now composed of the drani who started it and their children, grandchildren and so on, just as the Great Families function in relation to Maliris. When creating a House, the Drani must choose a symbol to represent it, and a name to be added to their own and their descendants’ names, as a way of differentiating them from those who are merely part of the Great Families. However, the rule is that the name of the House must always come after that of the Family.

The Tarnesh

Being very rare, the Tarnesh, translated as “The Cut Off” are drani who have abdicated their surnames and abandoned their families for whatever reason. It is difficult to find a Tarnesh who has continued to live in the Dranate, as most did so to rebel against the rule of Maliris and the 3 families. Once separated from their families, the Tarnesh are left to the goodwill of the world, as their former families usually hate them for tarnishing their nobility and the common people hate them simply for being drani, thus, the Tarnesh begin to live a solitary and isolated life.
Among the most famous Tarnesh are the legendary duo of the Brasali legion, Carlanis and Itrian.

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Characters

The Airvoline

Blailan Airvoline, the Trouble Stifler, The Black Pain

Arlik of the dark aspect, oppression. He is practically Maliris’ right-hand man, even though the other two Arliks ​​have the same authority, Blailan is the closest to Maliris. Among the three, he is the youngest.

As the dark aspect of oppression, he is responsible for all administration in the Drani territories, the territories of Maliris. He makes sure that everything is working as it should and crushes any possible slave rebellion. He is the eye that watches over his king’s kingdom and the fist that crushes any nuisance. He has an immense power of dark smoke that suffocates and withers any enemy that faces him.

All heavy and oppressive industrialization in the Drani kingdom is monitored, evaluated and financed by Blailan. No matter what is necessary to keep things running, he will solve it. More slaves, just invade other lands and get more; raw materials, steal from whoever has them and destroy wherever necessary; sabotage and delays, torture those responsible to motivate others not to do the same.
He oversees all research done by the Drani. Whether magical, scientific or occult, this research only advances with Blailan’s permission. As long as the results are satisfactory and effective, the projects and their creators will be more than rewarded.
Blailan is the one who tries the most to please and impress Maliris. Being the youngest of the 3 Arliks, he is further away from the throne than all the others, yet he has practically no malice against his father, doing everything only to prove himself worthy to him. Maliris knows this very well, and that is why he never praises him or says he is proud, this keeps Blailan working more and more exhaustively to always do the best. And that is the best for Maliris.

Ardilia Airvoline

Malirerna of the Airvoline family. Mother of Arlik Blailan Airvoline.
Blailan being the youngest of the Arliks, he was the last to be born, and Ardilia of the Airvoline family was the first of her family to be chosen by Maliris, but the last to be chosen to complete the trio of Malirernas.
Because her son, within the Arliks, was the furthest away from succeeding to the throne, Ardilia was always the type of mother who placed all her hopes and expectations on him. She knew that it would not be by force and so hardly by inheritance that someone from the Airvoline family would become king, so she chose that her family would be recognized, valued and indispensable for competence.
Blailan was always trained to administer the lands of Maliris, to ensure that production continued, to prevent revolts and to bring advances in as many areas as possible. It is said that everyone worked for Blailan, and he worked for his mother. There was not a day, even on the most ordinary day, that Ardilia did not demand increased productivity from her children. More. Always more. It was never enough for her.

Genius and competence were the Airvoline family’s way, and as the Malirerna of this family, Ardilia had to ensure that whatever the family members were good at, they had to be the best, but only Blailan seemed to truly have her care and attention. Being the Arlik of the family, it was natural that the burden he carried was greater than that of his other brothers and cousins, but it was also only him that Ardilia seemed to have an ounce of affection for. Even though she was being pressured, she never overburdened him, because if he collapsed, the family would collapse with him.

In this way, while Ardilia was more of an ignorant mother who only looked up to the other family members when they achieved great feats or made great discoveries, with Blailan she was more of an advisor and supporter. He was the Arlik, the voice of the family, but she was the one giving the speeches.

With Blailan she was a protective mother, she raised him to be a leader, intelligent and tenacious. She lived a huge conflict between wanting to protect her eldest son at all costs, while at the same time knowing that he needed to be let out to learn on his own or he would become pathetically dependent on her, and someone like that could not be an Arlik. The solution she found was to demand competence while they were close, so that he could progress, and then she watched him from afar, like an eagle watching its young, to confirm that her son was what he needed to be. And she watched with pride from afar. She raised him to walk alone and not stumble, but if he did, she would be there, close enough to not let him fall to the ground.

There was no other Malirerna and Arlik duo among the three families that were so efficient together. She would turn her son’s head towards the goal, but it was he who would decide how to get there. Open to advice, but not dependent on it, this was the Arlik that Ardilia wanted and managed to create. She prefers to be by his side when he manages to reach the top, but she prefers even more that he achieve it alone.

When it comes to the rest of the family, she is very strict, cold and apathetic, even with her other children. She preaches the use of any means to improve one’s position. If the Airvoline’s inventions and productions are their strength, then they must be improved day after day, no matter who suffers, how many slaves die or how much destruction there is, the family must continue to prove its worth. Naturally, the Airvoline are often linked to sadism and cruelty, adopting Ardilia’s mentality of reaching the top no matter the means. Because her son is the youngest Arlik, her family is consequently the furthest from the throne. That is why she is the most envious Malirerna and seeks at all times to pull the other two families back at all times. Sabotage, murder, betrayal, the Airvoline are taught that the failure of others is their success, and often the failure of others is caused by them. And Ardilia smiled with pride as her family rose while the others fell.

Farig Airvoline, Third Forgotten, Courage Bane, Heat Taker

Kanrus Airvoline, Lord of Magicastle

Senesk Airvoline, Wound Overlord

Arlone Airvoline, Lord of Rot

Wivex Airline, the Body Shaper, Lord of Violom

Zavris Airvoline

Blanister Airvoline

Noferas Airvoline

Nottria Airvoline, Who Stares at Dark, The Dark Lady of Edlakoe

Since Maliris is an Exart, it is only natural that some of his descendants, the Drani, inherit his ability to connect to other planes of existence. Among those Drani who have a mind powerful enough to reach the other layers of the universe is Nottria of the Airvoline family.
Unlike most, her early years were not spent in a noble house. Being the daughter of a noble Barlik as a commoner, Nottria is a bastard. She has always heard voices in her mind, voices and sounds of strange beings that were never there for her to see. But she felt that she could reach them one day. After a series of events, she ended up taking over her father’s position as Barlik of the province of Dravilit, after the death of all the members of the house. Furthermore, as ruler, Nottria resolved in less than a week a crisis that her father had been unable to resolve for months, being acclaimed by the population of the entire province that she now governed. Despite her popularity and rule, Nottria is rarely seen, spending all her time in her dark castle. Morbid and reserved, Nottria is an Exart with an extreme affinity for the Dark Plane, capable of opening portals that allow lesser beings to come from there, as well as being able to use the powers coming from the mysti of Darkness.
By the end of her time with her father’s family, Nottria had already become morbid and somber, characteristics that she reflected in the architecture of her castle, clothing, and troops. After her rule, Dravilit became a much less inviting province. The days are constantly cloudy; the dark corners seemed to grow with time, even in the presence of light; black became the predominant color in the region’s culture, whether in structures or clothing; the night, although beautiful, is deep and heavy, as if everything that lives in Dravilit feels more active and at ease with the absence of light. Despite all this, the residents of the province have nothing but praise for her barlik, who has improved every aspect of Dravilit and the lives of its residents.
Nottria’s rise was viewed with suspicion by Maliris, but her suspicions were lessened after she pledged to keep the region under Drani rule—she was one herself, after all. Even though she pays taxes and provides troops, Nottria’s loyalty never really seems to lie with her ascendant. Not that Maliris cares whether loyalty is honest or false; as long as his subordinates continue to progress and improve his kingdom, he cares little for what other intentions they may have. So what does Nottria really want?

The Beltif

Glamor Beltif, the Yellow Glow

Arlik of the golden aspect, the beauty. The middle brother. An elf considered the most beautiful and with rare iridescent hair and eyes. Responsible for bringing the most beautiful spoils to his king. Beauty in this case is quality. Treasures, weapons, spices, food, slaves, everything of quality in the world to be acquired, is Glamor’s responsibility.
His arrogance regarding his beauty is extreme, considering himself worthy of being the king of the Drani just for this factor, but he would not dare to betray or challenge King Maliris, at least not while he is at his peak.
Glamor’s passion for gold is immense, being the only metal he considers worthy of being touched, his armor and weapons are made of this metal, as well as his skills are completely focused on it. During the Rebirth War, a draco from the Dolav legion, the golden legion and one of the 5 Otesis legions, was so impressed by Glamor’s beauty that he abandoned his rider, and in the middle of the battlefield, joined the elf, becoming his golden mount. “You are a beautiful beast. But not as much as I. However, I admire your good taste”, said Glamor to his new mount, named Charmex, the wings of beauty.

Belaglia Beltif, the Golden Sky and the Two Silver Moons

Malirerna of the Beltif family. Mother of Arlik Glamor Beltif.
Being the most beautiful elf of the family of the most beautiful, Belaglia was chosen as Malirerna, the main wife of Maliris in the Beltif family. Bearer of divine beauty, long blond hair that reached the ground and shone like gold, and eyes as pure as silver.
Being of a pure heart, Belaglia ordered that she be blinded the moment Maliris took possession of the family. She knew the extent of the cruelty, oppression and suffering that he would cause in the world from that moment on and with all the obligatory support that the Beltif family was capable of granting. For this reason, she blinded herself so that she would not see the evil that her now husband and the children born into the family would cause in the world, and at the same time she did not have the willpower or courage to kill herself. The only comfort he found in his life was not being able to see the atrocities that his family would commit. Her eyes were dull and silvery due to blindness, which is said to have increased her beauty even more. Belaglia never paid attention to the study of magic and science or even to physical improvement. She was thin, delicate and kind. She was attracted to music, arts, medicine and all beautiful things in the world, even though she was no longer able to see many of them now. She believes that this is a fair price for all the harm caused by her descendants.
She is the mother of the arlik of the Beltif family, the middle arlik, Glamor Beltif. Considered the most beautiful elf in history, he has a personality extremely opposite to his mother, being arrogant, petty, spoiled and often cruel, being capable of mistreating someone simply because their appearance did not please him.
However, with his mother, things were different. She was the only person for whom Glamor would willingly kneel, as a sign of respect to the woman he values ​​most in the world. Glamor’s passion for gold comes from his mother’s blonde hair, which is the only metal he allows himself to touch. She said that his beauty was so great that it was the only thing she could still see, and Glamor felt good about that. Making his mother happy was one of the few healthy pleasures he had. Many people couldn’t explain why Glamor treated her well, since he was arrogant and cruel to everyone else. No one considered the reality, that she was simply the only person he truly cared about besides himself. Even knowing everything they do in the world, Belaglia is simply incapable of hating anyone, especially his son, loving everyone like no other Malirerna seemed capable of. She enjoyed everyone’s company, feeling enormous relief whenever she knew that none of them had become sadists or violent monsters, as was easily seen in other families. She liked to convince herself that the family members did everything they did because Maliris told them to, but that they felt no pleasure at all. In fact, many were like this, to their comfort, but many were taken by arrogance and dependent on flattery, becoming angry and violent when they did not receive it properly.
Even with all the bad and wrong caused in the world by his family, Belaglia preferred to always look at the good side of everything. He focused his days on the arts and gardening, anything that kept his family’s territory being one of the few places in the kingdom of Maliris where things were still beautiful and pure.

Grart Beltif, the Precious

Grart is obsessed with gold. Seeking to achieve physical beauty through this beautiful metal, he ordered that he be bathed in molten gold. This worked, but the gold melted his skin, fibers and muscles, leaving only bones.
Grart Beltif is now the Precious, a golden skeleton covered in pure gold with jewels and precious stones embedded in every corner of his body. Including his eyes, now a ruby ​​and a sapphire.

Aikran Beltif, Shadowflame

Sklatris Beltif, the Marine Subjugator

Eirian Beltif, Crack’s Whip

Hari Beltif

Ienela Beltif, Sun of Battle

Orphian Beltif

This elf managed to combine his passion for music with his natural gift for archery. Using his legendary weapon, the Ericis harp, Orphian is able to enchant people while annihilating his adversaries. Functioning both as a harp, a musical instrument, and as a war bow, Ericis does not require arrows, as it creates the arrows from Orphian’s own power; all he has to do is pull the strings and the arrows will come naturally.
He has a calm and serene personality, not caring about attracting attention when he plays his harp; people simply come. He is not cruel or even arrogant, always seeking to kill his enemies quickly, with arrows directly to the head, fast and clean.

Ratler Beltif, the Maestro of Carnage

As the best conductor of the family orchestra, the music he produces is a true sonic brutality that increases the more violent the battle becomes. Ratler goes into battle on a huge, long and wide chariot with wheels powered by magic. The chariot has the ideal space to accommodate all the members of Ratler’s battle orchestra, also known as Aikochy, The Bloody Orchestra. Like a true conductor, he stands with his back to the audience, in this case, the enemy. As he begins to move the baton, he himself begins to summon the members of the orchestra, being creations of his own power, only they would be able to follow Ratler’s commands and rhythm in a moving vehicle within the fiercest battlefields. Just like a battle, the music played grows with time, literally following the mood of the battle around him. The more violent and savage the conflict becomes, the more violent and savage the music becomes. As the music progresses, members appear at Ratler’s will, taking their proper places and playing their proper instruments, and there may be more than 100 members playing the music on top of the carriage. The vehicle enters the conflict like a true out-of-control war machine, running over and trampling everything and everyone it encounters, while at the same time not allowing itself to tip over at any time so as not to stop the orchestra. Music is the true power that Ratler brings to combat. As his orchestra travels across the battlefield, the music produced causes the warriors’ limbs to simply explode with the intensity and passion that Ratler puts into his performance. The louder the music becomes, the harder it becomes for the enemies not to simply explode completely. Every battlefield that Ratler is present on is a true spectacle of music and blood.

Riria Beltif, Lightning Breaker

Older sister of Itrian, the founding segrearch of the 2nd segment of the Brasali legion, the Storm Bringers. As the guardian of her household, Riria has taken it upon herself to bring her little brother back to safety, and eliminate anyone who stands in her way or gets in her way.
As a user of order, she has the ability to control and contain rebellion and instability. With this ability, Riria literally holds lightning bolts in the palms of her hands and shatters them into thousands of pieces.

Vlargo Beltif

For the Beltif family, beauty is everything, especially beauty through the arts. Music, paintings, sculptures, architecture, possessions. One thing these things have in common is that they please some sense, be it sight or hearing. Vlargo, on the other hand, sees beauty in something very intimate and discreet: intelligence.
A great appreciator of intellect, he sees repulsion and ugliness not in the physical appearance of those around him, but rather in their ignorance. This lack of importance for appearance makes Vlargo closer to common people than the rest of his family. Commoners do not have the means to be visually attractive, and since Vlargo does not care, he ends up not judging them immediately, not before knowing their intellectual level.
He sees beauty in success and victory in anything that requires mental effort and that tests someone’s intelligence. For this reason, he is a great appreciator of card games, board games and bluffing. Of course, using the Order’s mind reading is a great advantage he has against his opponents, however, he is so far above everyone else that he rarely wastes energy reading minds that have nothing interesting to read. He is proud of his intellectual achievements, keeping his most interesting prizes in his book of victories. There he keeps everything he has won in competitions and bets, be it treasures, objects, entire structures, residences or even people. Among these achievements, Vlargo owns the former home of the segrarch of the World Readers, Palox, of the Arnem Legion that serves King Otes Abiak. The house would not be a problem if Palox’s mother had not been taken to the book with him. Vlargo Beltif has always been one of the main adversaries of anyone in the great Otesis legions.

Clard Beltif, Slayers Indoctrinator

Within Drani culture, elves are superior to other races, and Drani are superior to elves. While some Drani are more tolerant, not blinded by a sense of superiority, there are those who firmly believe in the complete superiority of the Maliris blood, considering no other race as worthy of anything other than service; and beyond them, there is Clard Beltif. Clard surpasses all of his kin when it comes to the belief that any other race is inferior. Despite his supremacist mindset, he expresses his distaste for those who are not Drani in a way that his kin do not. While most Drani openly insult, mistreat, abuse, and oppress anyone of a different race, Clard demonstrates his view of superiority in a more subtle, manipulative, and cruel way. The Drani own numerous slaves from all of the races of Eredwyn. Occasionally, slave couples produce children. When this happens, Clard kills the child’s parents and takes the child for his own. He then raises and educates them throughout their lives, pouring hateful words into their ears and planting roots in their minds. These children grow up believing that everything the drani do to their race is deserved, and that they are superior and privileged beings for having been chosen, welcomed and educated by a drani like Clard.
These children receive high-level training and learning, and specialize in fighting and eliminating their own race. Called Slayers, they are Clard’s indoctrinated warrior slaves trained to kill their own people. They have a strong belief that what they do is right, and an immense loyalty to their master who created them since the beginning of time.
Coldly, manipulatively and cruelly, Clard makes individuals kill their own kind, thus expressing his contempt and disgust for other races. For, according to him, the other races are not even worthy of being killed by him.

“My race is rotten, filthy, and unworthy of existence. I will decimate it in the name of the noble and benevolent Drani until only I remain. And then I will receive the only blessing I deserve: death.”

— Slayers’ Prayer, created and taught by Clard Beltif.

The Coilav

Korvok Coilav, the Red Dawn

Arlik of the Crimson Aspect, exploration. The eldest brother. He is responsible for expanding the territory of Maliris and conquering new lands. He is simply the best duelist among the servants of Maliris, second only to the power of his king, but not to his technique. He is an immense elf, even considered grotesque by his race.
Elves are made to be thin and tall, without sacrificing their beauty in their development, but Korvok grew very tall and sideways, with absurd arms and muscles. Strong enough to use a gigantic sword of fire in one hand and a huge war hammer of lightning in the other. He was a beast of destruction and carnage wherever he went. But above all, loyal to his king. He was also responsible for the maritime expansion of the Drani, whether monsters or ships, Korvok almost always killed them with a single blow.

Cassandra Coilav

Malirerna of the Coilav family. Mother of Arlik Korvok Coilav.
Cassandra embodies her family’s belief that strength is everything, especially physical strength. Being a family of warriors, hunters, explorers and athletes, every Coilav child knows how to fight before they can walk.
The weak die and the strong live, which is why every member of the family is trained from childhood through the most difficult, rigid and torturous training. Each mother is responsible for ensuring that her children grow up strong, even if it makes her children hate her, since they hate being weak even more.
It was in this philosophy that the Arlik of the Coilavs, Korvok, grew up. For him, everything was intensified, as the leader of the warrior family, he could be nothing less than invincible. And Cassandra made sure of that. Korvok came close to death countless times due to his childhood training, and when he looked at his mother seeking some comfort for his pain in her eyes, he found nothing but disappointment for his weakness. And as Cassandra wanted, he felt anger for it.
She succeeded. Korvok became the greatest of all Drani in stature and physical strength, Maliris’s eldest son, Arlik of the Coilav, became the greatest war beast, a monster who took out his anger on everything he could massacre. Cassandra’s relationship with her eldest son was never one of forgiveness. As an adult, Korvok understood that all his mother wanted was for him to be strong, because what she did to him was nothing compared to what the world could do. That the hatred she showed him would never equal the hatred the world would feel for him. And that almost dying under her care throughout his childhood was child’s play compared to how close to death he would come in real battles. Korvok never forgave, but he always wanted to thank his mother for everything she did, even though he never thanked her. These days, these two sons rarely talk to each other, and even though he had the strength to blow off a giant’s leg with one blow, Korvok never lifted a finger against his mother. A son hating his mother was the price Cassandra paid without regret so that her boy could endure everything the cruel world threw at him to kill him.
Korvok understood that the reason he was so strong and survived so long as an adult was because his mother almost killed him when he was a child. He hates her for that, but it is also the reason he loves her so much. Perhaps only in death will Cassandra make her son cry through something other than anger.

Celos Coilav, The Vengeful Fire

Celos became known for his unique condition as a deraza. Derazas are dead people who came back to life because of a grudge, anger and extreme hatred against someone, these corpses will only rest after the person they hate finally dies. Celos was the eldest son of House Caignis, one of the many houses of the warrior Coilav family. Thus, he died in the great fire of his house’s mansion. The fire was caused by his younger brother Carlanis, who would later become segrerch of the Brasali legion, one of King Otes Abiak’s greatest warriors. When Carlanis abandoned his Family to betray and fight them, he made sure to burn down his House’s mansion, killing all of his close relatives and members of his house. But one survived, or rather, returned. Fueled only by infinite hatred, Celos, Carlanis’ older brother, became a deraza, driven by an eternal fury against his younger brother. The first few years of his unnatural life were spent insanity and madness as he screamed Carlanis’ name in genuine rage. The Coilav family had to restrain Celos and lock him away until he calmed down, which took years. When they heard that Carlanis had become one of the great knights of Otesis, the Coilav decided to release Celos, using him as a means of eliminating a strong enemy. Carlanis became known by his title of “The Arson”, partly for his absurd firepower, but mainly for having killed House Caignis in a single fire. Carlanis using the death of his kin as a title to be proud of and boast of only made Celos want to kill him even more. Every battlefield Carlanis entered was burned to the ground, but he never had a problem with the temperature and heat, unlike his enemies. But Celos simply walked through the violent and painful red flames of Carlanis as if they were nothing, he was the first one that Carlanis’ fire did not burn. Their encounter was very striking for Carlanis, as he thought his older brother had died in the fire. The knight Otesis was known for his absurd firepower and uncontrolled rage, but when he saw and recognized the deraza coming towards him, Carlanis, for the first time in a long time, did not feel anger, he felt fear.

“Don’t you recognize me, little brother?”

— Celos, already in his deraza form, to Carlanis upon meeting him after years.

Einalan Coilav, Eyes of Predation

Bekros Coilav, Sea Scourge

Jilian Coilav, Weather Bender

Katrivia Coilav, Blade of Orient 

In her youth, she participated in an expedition with her family to the isolated and eastern region of Desoria. There, they were received as diplomatic guests, although their original intentions were to discover the secrets and weaknesses of the region in order to make the Drani invasion even more efficient.
The city where the family stayed was attacked by onis, barbaric and violent monsters that lived in the region and had a great hatred for the citizens of isolated Desoria. Katrivia was the only survivor of the attack, and was invited by the samurai, due to her skill and ferocity, to learn the style of the Desorian sword.
After years of being trained by the samurai of the region, Katrivia returned to the lands of Maliris as the only Drani who was able to fight perfectly with a katana. From her, several other descendants of Maliris also perfected their skill in handling oriental swords.
As is customary in the eastern region, at the end of her training, Katrivia received her katana made of Desorian steel. A particular property of this material is that any weapon made from it, when finished, receives a gami. Gamis are like spirits that are generated when weapons are finished; they come to inhabit the equipment, giving it power and personality. Each weapon made from Desorian steel contains one of these entities, but not all bearers can use their power. Anyone can use the weapon, but only those who conquer the gami of their weapons can use their powers. If they cannot, it is used as any other weapon without any special ability. Katrivia’s katana was named Onikira, “slayer of onis”, and the gami of her weapon is Ketso, a huge fire spirit toad. Katrivia, unsurprisingly, conquered the gami of her weapon that grants her the power to cause explosions in any cut or piercing made by her blade, in addition to being able to summon a projection of the toad Ketso, which simply causes huge explosions in everything its whip-like tongue touches.

Jacklil “Crazy” Coilav

Even the greatest and most experienced warriors, with a history of countless battles, are not immune to the traumas and disturbances that violence and brutality can show them. Many say that battle had the opposite of the usual result for Jacklil, leaving him excited, enthusiastic and thirsty, but few know that violence has always left him this way since birth. Born into the Coilav family of warriors, fights and brawls have always been part of his life. But it was only in his first battle that a huge, uncontrollable and unquenchable fire lit up inside him. Considered strange, insane and crazy even by his own family, Jacklil no longer finds motivation for training and small fights. The sound of explosions, destruction falling from the sky, weapons clashing; screams of despair, pain, agony, anger and ferocity; a true scenario of devastation and enormous slaughter. Something that many avoid and some tolerate, Jacklil desires. The only thing Jacklil wants is to always be in battle. Not just focused on the close combat, he likes to enjoy the moment, every moment. He says he can even see things almost as if time stopped, just to observe and admire every detail, every movement, every coincidence, every good and bad luck. Everything in the battle forms an immense painting that he truly calls art. The more details, the more new things and things happening in this wonderful painting, in Jacklil’s eyes, the better.
This crazy Coilav is not something that can be commanded. His relatives have already tried, and after several disobediences, they decided to take advantage of the monstrosity of battle they had in the best way they could find: they simply let him loose in any battle. Despite his madness, Jacklil would not purposely go against his own side. If the battle were a storm, Jacklil would be a small tornado that draws attention wherever it goes. He has no preference or dislike for any weapon. What he always does is start battles unarmed, picking up and changing weapons successively and randomly as he finds them throughout the fight. He shouts, insults, praises and laughs from start to finish. Always on the move, never wasting too much time on an opponent. After killing one, he looks for the next. Like a child playing hopscotch, he jumps from enemy to enemy, leaving the bodies of the fallen behind him, like a trail that is disturbingly visible, even in the middle of an immense battle. The entire Coilav family is made up of redheads, well known for being natural bearers of the mysti of chaos. But Jacklil didn’t seem to be born with Chaos, he was born for it. He has great mastery in all the powers of Chaos, wherever he is in battle, it will be a center of explosions, fire, lightning, and pure and insane destruction. His connection with Chaos is so strong that even outside of combat, this power doesn’t seem to abandon him. His long red hair floats around in the air, as if gravity doesn’t affect him, making him seem even crazier. His insanity is felt by everyone close to him on the battlefield, be they friend or foe. Just hearing him fight is enough to make anyone paranoid, and even his allies are haunted by the idea of ​​Jacklil forgetting which side he’s on. What they don’t know is that Jacklil really can’t tell the difference between his allies and enemies at a certain point in the battle, all his family could do was put him in front of his enemies and let him go. As a near incarnation of Chaos, Jacklil has become very efficient against users of Order. The World Readers, the Otesis knights focused on reading minds and devising specific strategies against their enemies, have given up trying to understand what’s going on in Jacklil’s mind. Many of these knights who tried too hard were afraid that they would lose their reason and suffer some kind of mental breakdown just by trying to read Coilav’s disturbed mind. Some who were able to read for longer without succumbing to madness claim that while slaughtering dozens in a matter of seconds amidst the chaos, terror and destruction of the battle, Jacklil thought about what kind of animal the cloud above him was shaped like. It was something strange, but not at all useful. For World Readers, each mind is a book being written at every moment, so they read them to better understand their enemies. But according to those who have read Jacklil’s mind, it is like trying to read a book in an unknown language, something that cannot be translated. For those who completely struggle with using logic and strategy, facing someone insane and who does not follow plans or orders is a true nightmare to face.

Still, the Lost Minds of the Brasali legion seem to be the only ones who are capable of trying to understand Jacklil on the battlefield and challenge him. Being the most suicidal and unconcerned knights within the Otesis legions, they ended up being Jacklil’s favorite encounter in every battle he participates in. The mad Coilav is not discouraged or irritated by finding someone who is capable of understanding him, on the contrary, he becomes even more excited, as if he had finally found friends who knew the game that only he knew how to play.

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