Nelchaerhumion

''"Upon the tongue of your blade, lies a fate in which even you may not overcome, as you have regrettably done with my Empire. Although your acts shall be exalted and your conquests honored for generations forevermore, it was I, Nelchaerhumion, and Nelchaerhumion alone that sculpted the Great Imparthian Empire to the likes that of realms of eras past. The dominions of lesser mortal men shall not inherit my creation for I am the lifeblood of my race, I am the master of my people and upon my defeat, the Pale Elves will dwindle, their endeavors shall be afflicted with agony and shame, and their glory shall fade from Mortada without their master. The remains of this Great Empire shall crumble to dust and the victors of this doomed war shall inhale. Carcelund, you are tampering with a sudden flame whose thirst cannot be quenched even by the likes of your Demiurge Caialutum. What you will unleash upon this world shall be greater than any that I have built while living. I was once the fairest of the Pale Elves, whose skin reflected that of the stars, I conquered the nations of men and elf alike, I carved my name into mountainsides, called upon the fish from the depths to appear before my ships and feed my people, it was I, Nelchaerhumion who summoned the rain and ousted the Gods of harvest from their pantheons, I am the Seventh Son of a Seventh Son of a Seventh Son directly descended from the Elven Kings of eras past and you are but one of the bastard progeny of barbarians and troglodyte conquerors, mortal and insignificant! I, NELCHAERHUMION am the New Godhead!!! I UTTER THIS CURSE FROM MY LIPS CARCELUND ARMFELDT.. MY DEATH WILL BE YOUR CURSE!!!"''

-Nelchaerhumion's pseudo-soliloquy-curse to Carcelund Armfeldt before being decapitated at the end of their fated duel.

Zukal Nelchaerhumion born the seventh son of a seventh son of a seventh son in the ancient city of Fahasecul, he became the Emperor, founder and Self-Proclaimed God of the Great Imparthian Empire which was an empire that lasted roughly 2211 years before it's brutal but swift collapse in 2286. Having been a prominent member of the International Rite of Knowledge, a secret society from eras past in his early years, he was well-versed in the Arcane Arts. Through the practice and usage of the elusive Magicks, Nelchaerhumion was able to consolidate his power over his empire almost indefinitely for over two millennia. He was considered by many, to be the greatest conqueror in all of the written history of the 5th Era of life.

In 2286 during the Battle of Omicron after invading Granblechian forces smashed through the lines of the defending forces at the base of the massive mountain metropolis, Nelchaerhumion's palace was stormed by thousands of invaders as the Honourguard of Omicron made their final stand. He was eventually killed by Cpt. Carcelund Armfeldt in single combat resulting in having his head severed from the rest of his body, his remains desecrated, burnt and thrown from the highest roof of the palace into the great chasm which the building had overlooked. Many legends and rumors surrounding his death and claims of his where his body lies in the bottom of the chasm exist but all have been unconfirmed since as Omicron and the surrounding mountains were subsequently destroyed via three 15 megaton thermonuclear bombs after the battle had ended, the city evacuated and sacked of the city at the hands of Granblechian forces.

Early Life "A New Power's Rising"
Born in 8284 4E in the ancient city of Fahasecul, Zukal Nelchaerhumion grew up under the rule of his eldest brother, King Faendalen the Righteous. Two years before his birth, his father, King Nelchaerhion II, died in battle during the Sack of Porethi. As a young boy, he was exiled from the kingdom out of his brother's paranoia but the chief advisor to the king, Krochus Sacullar, saw the young Zukal was built to walk a different road in life. In secret, Sacullar took in as his own son under a different name and later assigned the boy to the front lines as he got older. When he turned 16, Sacullar handed him over to Pale Elven military commanders who were preparing an invasion of Dularitia after a border dispute involving an attack on the Kingdom. They agreed to safeguard the boy on the basis that he was another heir of Nelchaerhion, unbeknownst to his brother who had made the decree of exile years ago.

Conquest of Dularit "At the age of 16..."
There at the invasion camps in 8300 4E, Zukal met General Frenionia who then became an important mother figure to him, considering how he never spent much time with his family due to his training. At the age of 16, Frenionia trusted Zukal to lead an invasion force of 1000 foot soldiers down the mountains bordering the lightly defended but difficult to reach Dularitian hamlet of Revelpoop. For a 16 year old, Zukal was an intrepid warrior, but an even greater commander, being able to outsmart the experienced pikemen of the hamlet who had set up a spear wall formation at the entrance of the village. Pale Elven forces smashed into Dularitian defences who shattered and thinned out incredibly quick, Zukal entered the village and against the orders of the high command, he ordered the sacking, slaughter, burning, and razing of the hamlet. There were no surviving combatants. The young able bodied males were secretly taken and served as Zukal's servants whereas the females were sold into slavery to the pleasure of his commanders. Slavery had actually been outlawed under the decree of the King in the year 8285 4E but Zukal's actions had brought upon a beginning to the corruption of the commanders and officials in the kingdom's military on a scale never seen before in history.

Voyage to the Western Lands "Manifest Destiny too soon?"
By 8309 ME, King Faendalen decided to embark on an ambitious invasion of the west coasts of Fiormussbriks with the young Zukal, whose crimes which were unbeknownst to the king. Instead the king celebrated Zukal's tenacity during first the conquest of Dularit, then the lightning fast siege of Lord's City which ended in an incredible 4 months. With the conquest of Dularit, the Pale Elven kingdom had finally reached the west coast of the Eastern Mortadan continent, but King Faendalen insisted on expanding across the seas to Western Mortada.

In the January of 8309 ME, Pale Elven ships set sail across the vast Midder Ocean and by the Spring, landed on the shores of Eastern Fiormussbriks near the ancient capital city of Tranehelm, which was taken with heavy resistance by the Kingdom of Tranehelm and the surrounding counties. By April however after just one month of fighting, the defender's their efforts had proven futile to the massive and unstoppable Pale Elven invasion force. Under the supervision of King Faendalen, Zukal managed to ensure the conquest of the Fiormussian cities of Nilheim, Sverigin, Ourasecul, and the hidden city of Threnvale, crown jewel of the Far Elves.

On the 22nd of January in 8312 ME, the Pale Elven forces began to scale Mount Calders, a highly strategic location which would provide an excellent view of areas all the way into Grandeblexius which was behing occupied by the Poxlandish Empire at the time. All resistance on the cold journey was met with either death or compromise, with many Wood Elves and Fiormussbrik soldiers and villagers joining the Pale Elven legions, as they did not want to be on the other end of the spear during the charge. Ironically, they were always forced to march one step ahead of the Pale Elven Army, serving as fodder and therefore being the first to meet the tips of enemy spears.

First Kinslaying: The Betrayal of Faendalen
In February 8312 ME, perhaps one of the coldest winters to date, King Faendalen's armies with Zukal promoted to General at the age of 17 met the forces of Emperor Arnheim of the Poxlandish empire who had formed a temporary coalition with most of the lands unconquered by the Pale Elves. During the charge down the slopes of Mount Calders, the Pale Elven forces were slaughtered by the thousands with no avail against the coalition of lands who refused to bow down to them. The fighting though organized at first, soon took a chaotic turn and many troops ran out of formation and made a desperate suicide charge against the enemy lines, an idea of Zukal's. Due to the corruption of Faendalen's commanders by Zukal, their plan to conduct a suicide charge was not an impulsive decision, but rather an elaborate scheme devised by the high command against King Faendalen, who they believed to be delusional and his decision to invade the west was over ambitious and suicidal. They managed to smash deep into Poxlandish lines and Zukal beheaded King Arnheim before stealing his greatsword, Northgale before plunging the blade into King Faendalen's abdomen in the heat of the chaos. Faendalen, who had loved and trusted Zukal like another son, had been betrayed by a devious Zukal Negarthrax who murdered him in cold blood and selfishness. During a period of rest between the two sides, Zukal and his men retreated back to the top of Mount Calder with a mortally wounded Faendalen who was still very much alive and in agony and shoved General Friedaiah off the cliffs to her death as she was a loyalist to the King. The coup d'etat was brief, but monstrous. All of the loyalists to King Faendalen including the King himself were nailed to the trees with spikes covered in a foul fecal concoction above the mountain and forced to witness the enemy advance up the mountain to retake what the Pale Elves had taken from them. Faendalen, who bled out while still nailed to the tree, watched as Hadrian Armfeldt, the King of the Hoarks lead the armies of the coalition up Mount Calders and plant their flags right in front of the crucified elves before taking down the living in order to question them and burning the dead who were still crucified on their trees.

By March, the Pale Elven armies had almost completed their hasty retreat to the coasts with the exception of the armies up in the city of Ourasecul who were routed by the enemy and forced to make their last stand defending the city they had stolen from 100,000 battle hardened warriors from the north and south of Fiormussbriks. Zukal did not come to their aid though it was in his power as he saw that it was better to sacrifice thousands than to let thousands more die for something not worth fighting for. As the Pale Elven Armies made their return home after sacking all of the cities they had conquered and then burned, they made a brief stop on the island of Lesser Bricontia in the midwest of the Midder Ocean to rest. As a result of the decisions made by Zukal during his two year stay in the east coast of Western Mortada, he had reversed hundreds of years of advancements by burning archived writings, destroying most technologies such as ships and weapons and over 3 million died as a result.

Dawn of the 5th Era "THE YEAR IS ONE"
On the March Equinox, Zukal who had already been the de-facto leader of the Pale Elves after the murder of King Faendalen, declared himself Emperor of the the new Empire formed from the kingdoms of King Faendalen, one he named the "Dominus Empire". Once they returned home, Zukal's coronation would take place on the top of Mount Omicron, a revered mountain by the Pale Elves.

Defeat at the Nehrunes
During the Conquest of the Nehrunes River in 1584 5E, Nelchaerhumion and his elite land army were bested by an alliance of nations and tribes, with one chief being able to harness the might of the river to effectively render his almost all of his main fighting force dysfunctional and another leading a 20,000 strong cavalry charge over the corpses of Zukal's men. Zukal himself was permanently wounded in the charge by the spear of the Matriarch Tian of the Shandians who had assistance from the Goddess Adulruna who under her breath, uttered a curse onto the tip of the spear for Tian to wield. These injuries sustained during the defeat crippled the true potential of his magickal powers & innate abilities and cursed his blood to forever boil. Although he survived the defeat at the banks of the Nehrunes, the curse remained with him for the rest of his life and he never would be able to fight at full force again, albeit still stronger than all mortal beings.

From this point onwards, the borders of the Imparthian Empire never dared march eastwards again and the kingdoms that resided in that direction were given autonomy. This was one of the first instances of humility ever shown by the Pale Elven Emperor though it would never be shown again.