Age of Legends
t is said that Elucien was once the most wondrous and majestic of all Andunai’s works. He was head over all of the Lord’s Host, and was named Chief of Worship in the heavenly halls of Hethidador. Neither before nor since have the heavens resounded with such beautiful song. For a time, Elucion was perfect, and no offense was found in him. Yet twas a love of this perfection that led to his undoing. For Elucien was much adored amongst the angelic host. When his song went forth in Hethidador all fell silent to listen, and rejoice with one accord in the voice of Andunai’s praise. In time Elucien began to exult in the majesty of that voice, and to meditate on the wonder of his own image, meanwhile forgetting the source whence both sprang. He grew weary of singing hymns of praise to the Lord. Envy and resentment seized hold of his heart. Was it not his song that the angels adored? Why should he then sing praises of another? His voice was his alone to command and he endeavored to use it to command his own praises! And so he did. A dark aspect fell over his countenance. In secret he began to craft a new song, one unlike any heard before. It spoke not of the wonder and beauty of the Lord, but rather of his servant. Naught was sung of Andunai’s goodness and kindness, but instead of his malice and tyranny. Gone were the melodies praising his wisdom and truth and in their place were accusations of falsehood. Many of those listening to his song fell under Elucien’s spell, and the seed of discontentment was sown in their hearts. Gradually he won to his side nearly a third of the angelic host.
Andunai, however, was beholden to all that had occurred, and called Elucien before His throne to account for his deeds. When he appeared, with all the host of heaven arrayed about the throne, charges of insurrection were brought against the Chief of Worship. Elucien remained silent, pining as his wicked deeds were exposed. Andunai looked within the heart of his servant and was saddened by what he beheld. Wishing to redeem His straying son, the Lord offered Elucien an opportunity to acknowledge and repent of the wickedness in his heart. Yet in his pride, the Ilad refused to answer his Lord one word, but turned his back on his Sovereign. At that moment, the sorcery wrought in the hearts of the other Ilad took hold, and a multitude crossed before the throne to stand in silence with their new master. In a voice that shook the foundations of creation, Andunai proclaimed judgment upon Elucien and his host. No longer would they be given leave to appear before the throne of the Lord. Nor would the halls of Hethidador be called their home. A new place of dwelling would be created for the children of sedition. After this proclamation had gone forth, Elucien and his host were smitten with terror, but still Elucien remained silent. In the days that followed, he devised a scheme to overthrow the Lord of Hethidador by violence, and seize the throne for himself. Foreseeing this treachery, Andunai sent Ithanien, the captain of His host, to bind Elucien. However, the Ilad would not yield, but slew Ithanien thus proclaiming war upon his Maker.
After untold years of bloodshed, Elucien and his host were once more brought before the throne of Andunai, this time in chains. The Lord of Creation pronounced a curse upon the traitors, and cast them from the heavenly plain of Ivestriel to await the time of their final judgment. In that day the name of Elucien, meaning “Star of the Dawn”, was changed to Garthindadan, meaning “Serpent of the Night.” Knowing that his time for revenge was short, Elucien set to work devising a new scheme, this time to win for himself the hearts of mortals, those to whom the image of Andunai was given. Once again the Serpent of the Night wrought his dark arts, this time upon terra firma of Eriond. The nations raged as those dwelling upon Eriond slew their own kin over divided loyalties. Twice Elucien robbed his Lord of the hearts of His creatures, and twice was he cursed. To his judgment was added the promise of a fiery torment. Following the Kinslayer Wars Elucien and the other dark Lords under his command were banished to the helish plane of Avaskar to be imprisoned within the flaming Halls of Sorradadun. There the Serpent of the Night abides to this very day, awaiting the day of prophecy. For as foretold, a day is coming when Elucien’s followers on Eriond shall break the seals that hold the Dark Lords in bondage and release them once more upon the verdant green of Eriond.
Elucien has taken on many forms over the years. His favorite avitars remain those of a sleek, handsome gray dragon, a beautiful androgynous man, and an angel of wondrous light. Elucien bears a large double-edged gray blade whose guard and pummel are encrusted with a brilliant white diamond and whose blade radiates an eerie twilight gleam. As head over the Dark Lords Elucien is worshiped as chief among the gods by all who place their faith in the Cult of Thyrn.