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| − | Little is known about Maximillian Greil, other then his as arrogant as the day is long. It's very clear that his drives and motives are simple. Power, and lots of it. Upon entering the shire of [[Crying Heavens]], it took almost no time to see what he had to do. He took very little time in pledging his soul to his new master [[Mortis]]. Through [[Mortis]] he has learned much in the way of the power that lay dormant in the darkness. The more time he spends fighting for his new master, the stronger he feels himself become. For the time being this arrangement seems to serve his purposes. However, it is unclear how strong his allegiances are, or what would happen if someone more powerful then his current master was to enter the plot.
| + | Maximillian Greil wandered into [[Crying Heavens]] in search of a power strong enough to defeat his brother [[Ciel]] who corrupted his home, the Isle of Garland. He is a devout swordsman and is always looking for new ways to improve himself. He learns quickly and will study you as he fights. Methodical in his attack, he prefers a straight one on one duel to a large battle. |
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| − | For the time being, he is [[Mortis]] devout follower. So enemies of [[Mortis]] beware, for if you happen to cross his path, you will be chopped to pieces before you even realize it happened.
| + | Although not apparent at first glance, he's also skilled in the arts of cooking, and poetry. He studied an instrument he picked up during his travels when he was very young known. Although he doesn't know it's name, he knows how it works. It has a small orchestra in a box which is controlled by black and white keys. The only identification it has, is it bears the word "Casio" on the outside. While he does not know what it means, or what purpose it serves, some have said he plays beautiful music with it. |
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| − | His long lost brother [[Marcus Greil]] has followed him into the shire seeking to speak with him about current events, and ask why Maximillian slew his former instructor the wizard Menalag. Maximillian has yet to decide what path he will take.
| + | He loves his family. Though his quest is to defeat one of his brothers, he hopes it will not come to death. He hopes that will be able to turn his older brother back the proper way before it comes to an end. He has one younger sibling as well. [[Marcus Greil]] is the youngest of the Greil brothers. Maximillian loves his brother very much and he will do anything to protect him. |
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| | + | His path is unclear, and where it will take him no one knows. He will journey on to find out what awaits him. |
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| | + | The following is the personal recounts of Maximillian Greil |
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| − | The following is the personal recounts of Maximillian Greil's Travels:
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| − | ====Update March 01====
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| − | i have helped do the unspeakable. Aiding my master in sacrificing an innocent, a defenseless child. My soul is still bound to [[Mortis]], I had little choice in the matter. However this ritual has increased his control over the power of darkness. It serves my purposes of gaining more power. However I feels a slight sense of remorse for what I have done. Perhaps the ends did not justify the means.
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| − | "I am called [[Faranuhr]], The First Blade. You have been chosen to wield me in battle. I shall fight at your side, and I shall fight for whomever you call master. However, only you may chose which form I take, only your soul may command me. Should you be a master of the darkness, I shall sever the very light in twine. Should your master be the light, no evil may touch my blade. The path you take is yours alone."
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| − | Today I suffered his first real defeat at the hands of the church. The church of [[Azurea]] brought down an angel to aid them in battle. The quickly split apart our forces and were able to cleanse one of our soldiers from the dark taint of evil that Master [[Mortis]] cursed him with. Furthermore, they left [[Andronious]] in an extreme state of confusion. Lastly, the enemy escaped after doing what they set out to do. Light has been spread a little further into a shire.
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| − | Today, a great thing has happened. I was reunited with his brother, and with the aid of [[Grog Alestorm]], my soul was freed from it's ties to [[Mortis]], through the use of a unicorn horn. With my eyes opened and my soul free, I could now see the error of [[Mortis]]' ways. My brother and I gathered together what we could and headed out alone after the battle. I could see that [[Mortis]] simply treated everyone as pawns in his great game. I will no longer be a part of the dark wizard's scheme. I now seeks allies to fight against the darkness as my ancestors once did.
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| − | [[Andronious]] faced [[Lorrymil]] in the ring of honor. Though much interference was had, the battle ended in a draw. [[Andronious]] slew [[Lorrymil]] with a shurken, then [[Lorrymil]] slew [[Andronious]]. Finally [[Andronious]] seemed to be winning the third bout, he poisoned [[Lorrymil]], and after interference by two individuals, [[Lorrymil]] slew [[Andronious]], only to be killed by poison a few short moments later. Regardless of the outcome the end result was the same. Nothing was accomplished.
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| − | Monsters... everywhere. They couldn't be stopped. Old hatreds were set aside to fight the foe that stood before us now, but no matter how hard or how bravely we faught, they beat us. Greil retreated once the battle had been lost. I fled deep into the forest to escape the havoc the monsters were causing. No doubt they were attracted to the fading corruption of the land.
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| − | He came from the shadows... a face far to familiar to me... [[Ciel]], my older brother has found me. I drew my sword and prepared to slay my brother. [[Ciel]] is Evil incarnate. He was responsible for poisoning the Isle of Garland, our home, with the taint of darkness. It is now a barren wasteland devoid of life thanks to him. In a fit of rage I slashed and hacked too and fro with my sword hoping to clip him. The battle went on for what seemed like hours. I finally landed a hit on his thigh. Then... just as the battle seemed to be going my way, he crushed a small orb in his hands and threw clear white powder at me. I couldn't see. All I could hear was his vile laughter as he fled.
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| − | [[Faranuhr]] had lent me her vision till I recovered. I could feel him behind me. [[Ciel]] was following me. I couldn't lead him back to Crying Heavens. They would be in mortal danger if I did that. So I ran across the country side leading him as far away as possible. His injury prevented him from using his superior speed to catch me. I knew it was only delaying the inevitable , but I had to get him as far away from [[Marcus Greil|Marcus]] as possible.
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| − | The chase continues. I don't have much time to write, I can hear him in the woods. He's behind me... watching me... why isn't he attacking. I wonder what he's up to. [[Ciel]] is tricky. He's still injured! That's why he's not attacking! He's been chasing me so he hasn't had time to recover. I'll continue running, I should be able to lose him and return home.
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| − | I've lost him and have returned home. Things have quieted down. I've learned much of what has happened in my absence. [[Mortis]] has united the shire and begun to face off against the kingdom. Crying Heavens has become my home in the short time that I've been here. Despite our passed differences, I will aid [[Mortis]] in his cause and together we shall defeat our enemies.
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| − | ====Update June 12====
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| − | We've moved forward in our campaign. We celebrated our push forward with a tournament. [[Alessandro]] won, however I myself slew three enemies earning my first [[Order of the Warrior]]. Moving our encampment north was a grave mistake. One that will cost us greatly. There is a plague in this land. The plague causes those contaminated to act as if possessed by madness. We faught bravely. There were so many of them, and they seemed unstoppable. This plague granted those possessed by it super human powers. When it seemed that all was lost, an unlikely ally came to save us. Sunlight! The sun came to our aid and annihilated the plague. We were able to survive the night. I slept during the next day. I had a dream about a girl... a girl I had never met before that night. The dream seemed so vivid and strong, I didn't have the words to explain it. I felt overcome with emotion, but how... it was only a dream.
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| − | They came in great numbers, and their skills were unmatched by anyone he had ever seen before. The [[Triads]] came at us with alarming speed and skill. Though we managed to hold them back, we took heavy losses. Regardless, a victory was a victory. That night, we celebrated. Cloven fruit adorned every table and we sang, told stories, and nearly drowned in drink. In my mind, I was overcome by the dream I had... then... almost as if walking right out of the dream, one of the tavern wenches came to serve my meal. It was her! Shock and awe came over me. I had no idea what to do. I nervously asked if she could eat next to me during the great feast. I was awarded my order of the warrior by [[Mortis]] however I almost wished I hadn't received it so I could keep talking to her. They talked the night away, and I had to get to know her more. So I asked her to accompany me at the bardic. At the bardic, the bard [[Poet]] attempted to woo her away from me. I did the honorable thing and challenged him to a duel of words. She decided I was the victor and I spent the rest of the night telling stories by the campfire, and listening to the bards preform. In my hand, I still had the cloven fruit with only one clove in it. In hesitation I handed it to her, and she took it. The moonlight danced on the windowsill of my cabin, as we spend the night together [[Nefer]] and I.
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| − | The rains have been nonstop. Skirmishes here and there, however most of my time has been spent at camp, or in the tavern. My cape is damp and my garb is heavy. I wonder if the ceaseless rains of the land will ever stop. I had recently joined the [[Hidden Blade|House of the Hidden Blade]] however I had no new orders from House Lord [[Andronious]]. The waiting game continues.
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| − | It seemed like a dream. I was at the tavern, then all of a sudden I found myself fighting for a dark dragon. The dragon ordered me to fight through some of my former allies who were accompanied by all kinds of abominations of the sea. A sea hag entranced me and I felt myself drowning in deep water, just as I awoke to find myself in the tavern again. Oddly enough, a full day had passed and no one noticed me. What a strange series of events.
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| | ==Notable Accomplishments== | | ==Notable Accomplishments== |
Like this sword without a cloud
Like this blade pure and true
I'm a swordsman, strong of heart
There is no emotion, there is peace.
There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.
There is no passion, there is serenity.
There is no chaos, there is harmony.
There is no death, there is the Light.
Balthazar bless my strength
Teach my hands to war
And my fingers to fight.
Grant me the power to protect those that are most important to me.
General Information
Alignment
Neutral/Good
Current Class
Warrior
Affiliations
House of the Hidden Blade
Prefered Weapon
Greatsword
Religion
Balthazar the God of Battle
Biography
Maximillian Greil wandered into Crying Heavens in search of a power strong enough to defeat his brother Ciel who corrupted his home, the Isle of Garland. He is a devout swordsman and is always looking for new ways to improve himself. He learns quickly and will study you as he fights. Methodical in his attack, he prefers a straight one on one duel to a large battle.
Although not apparent at first glance, he's also skilled in the arts of cooking, and poetry. He studied an instrument he picked up during his travels when he was very young known. Although he doesn't know it's name, he knows how it works. It has a small orchestra in a box which is controlled by black and white keys. The only identification it has, is it bears the word "Casio" on the outside. While he does not know what it means, or what purpose it serves, some have said he plays beautiful music with it.
He loves his family. Though his quest is to defeat one of his brothers, he hopes it will not come to death. He hopes that will be able to turn his older brother back the proper way before it comes to an end. He has one younger sibling as well. Marcus Greil is the youngest of the Greil brothers. Maximillian loves his brother very much and he will do anything to protect him.
His path is unclear, and where it will take him no one knows. He will journey on to find out what awaits him.
The following is the personal recounts of Maximillian Greil
Diary of Greil
Notable Accomplishments
- 1st order of the Warrior ~ Crying Heavens Feast 2009
Notable Heroes Slain
- Although I lost in the duel, I did manage to go 1 to 2 against Sir Auwyne Aboowhogod a knight of the sword and in my personal opinion one of the best warriors in the kingdom.
- Defeated Poet in a duel of flowery words for the right to woo Nefer.
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