Tales of Magrias
This is the tale of the mightiest man to ever venture beneath the sun, and the companions he met along the way.
Two simple-minded peasants spent their married lives in a quaint house amid rolling grasslands and great fields of crops. Fenrelianius fields was the name of these lands, for that was the surname of this couple. Over the years, the Fenrelianiuses traded their crops with nearby travelling merchants, who then sold them to larger towns. In this way, the Fenrelianiuses surmounted an impressive but relatively inconsequential fortune, and lived rather happily in their secluded home.
As all married couples eventually do, the Fenrelianiuses produced a child, a boy who left the womb with a generously manly stubble and an already-defined chin. Because of his aura of strength and determination, the couple named him Magrias, and the legend was born.
Since he was just 4 months old, Magrias learned to say his name, though did not learn any other words till he was 2 years old. He would lay in his bed and repeat to himself and the world "MAGRIAS!", before passing out.
One day, Magrias was out in the fields when a demonic rattlesnake slipped out from the grass. Startled by the impressive silhouette of the muscular 5-year-old, the snake leapt at Magrias and bit him on the shoulder. In a fit of rage, Magrias gripped the beast's head in one hand and tail in the other, and tore the animal into three pieces in a single blow. As his parents rushed out to see what had happened, Magrias felt dizzy and fell over.
After a week of resting and mild medicine, Magrias was again strong enough to walk. The doctors were astounded, since a demon bite was fatal to all but the most hardy and battle-worn travellers, let alone a child. It was on this day that Mr and Mrs Fenrelianius knew their son was destined to be a hero.
When Magrias had reached the age of 10, his mother gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, and named her Seliana. Magrias was unimpressed by Seliana's inability to say her own name, and her lack of defining features, but over time the two grew close, and shared a special bond found only between the closest siblings. But it seemed that fate had a cruel plan.
At the age of 17, Magrias awoke in the dark of night to find his mother at the door arguing with a band of bandits. Just as he was about to ask what the commotion was about, one of the bandits kicked his mother to the ground and fired a crossbow bolt into her heart. The last image she could see was that of Magrias shouting in anguish, before turning and charging the bandit horde. Magrias tore the crossbow from the bandit's hands and used it to crush the bandit's skull in one fell strike, before firing a bolt into the bandit next to him.
Hearing the racket, Mr Fenrelianius came stumbling down the hallway with his claymore in hand, to find his wife dead and his son slaughtering bandits. In rage, Mr Fenrelianius broke through the front wall of his house and knocked some bandits to the ground before decapitating them. Noticing the attack, a group of bandits surrounded Mr Fenrelianius and jumped on him at once. Unable to fend them all off, Mr Fenrelianius fell to the ground bleeding. Seeing this before his eyes, Magrias called out to his father in desperation, and his father said his final words;
"Never be afraid Magrias. You are my son, and I love you"
With a new found rage, Magrias' muscles began to buldge, his teeth began to sharpen, and his fingers extended to a point. The hatred that boiled inside him had awoken the demonic essence left in him from his childhood encounter. Rage burning through his eyes, Magrias tore through the group of bandits, tearing them apart one by one. When the group had fallen and not a soul remained, Magrias entered the house to check on his sister.
Climbing the stairs, Magrias could feel himself calming down, and knew he was returning to normal. He opened the door to his sister's room and saw her cowering near the window. Even from the door, the remnants of the battle could be seen out the window.
"You shouldn't look out there" said Magrias, concerned for his sister's mind, "You'll get nightmares"
"Stay away from me!" his sister screamed in terrified desperation "You killed everyone!"
"But... I'm your brother!" Magrias pleaded, "They killed mother and father! I was just protecting you!". Seliana backed away from Magrias, unwitingly towards the window. Before Magrias could save her, she tripped over and fell through the window, coliding with the ground below. It was all Magrias could do not to die of anguish, and so he slept till morning.
Carrying the bodies of his family to their peaceful retreat, Magrias buried them under a mighty oak tree, giving them headstones of granite that he had chiselled himself. Saying his final goodbyes, Magrias left the place, but did not return to his home. He set out for the great forest of Jal-Nar, where he knew many bandits congregated.
Over the course of several years, Magrias fought and killed a thousand bandits, maturing his demeanour and honing his fighting skills. The mighty wizard Fol'nus Matik, who resided in the forest of Jal-Nar was annoyed with the commotion that Magrias was creating, and so he confronted him. Casting a sleep spell on Magrias, Fol'nus Matik returned home and finally sat in peace. The bandits took advantage of this situation, and loaded Magrias onto a carriage drawn by horse, sending it off into the distance. That was the last they ever saw of Magrias Fenrelianius...