The Tragic Fall of Master Alious

Long ago, in the golden era of magic, Master Alious stood as one of the most respected wizards in all the land. His mastery of alteration magic was unparalleled, rivaled only by his closest friend and peer, Master Grandir. Together, they were the foundation upon which the college stood, both in power and principle. It was said that their strength was akin to the ancient Dragon Priests of old, able to bend the very elements to their will. In their prime, the two mighty wizards fought side by side to defeat the Mountain Dwarf Ghost Titan, a rampaging beast of ethereal power that threatened the very existence of the college and the nearby lands. Their combined magic brought down the titan, a feat spoken of in awe and whispered reverence to this day.

In the wake of that victory, the college was founded, with Master Alious and Master Grandir becoming its first true guardians. Together, they protected the mountain and its hidden dungeon from those who would seek to exploit its power, ensuring that the arcane knowledge they safeguarded would not fall into the wrong hands. Their era was one of peace and prosperity, the “Golden Era of Magic,” where knowledge flourished and the dark arts were kept at bay.

But as the years passed, Alious's name began to fade from the college's annals. The mighty wizard, once heralded as a hero, became an outcast. Whispers of madness and betrayal surrounded his name. What could have caused such a fall from grace?

The truth, known only to a few, was far more tragic.

In those days, young mages and wizards often sought forbidden knowledge, thirsting for power beyond what was taught within the college walls. Among these seekers was a clandestine group known as the Morakai, devotees of the Psijinn—beings that dwelled between the realms of magic and madness. These spirits, revered like gods by their followers, promised the power of worlds unseen. In their reckless pursuit of this power, the Morakai broke the ancient seals that protected the boundaries between realms, opening a forbidden portal to the Dremora—a malevolent race that thrived in chaos.

Through this rift stepped Velekh Sain, a powerful Dremora lord, brimming with the dark energy of the demonic realm beyond. He was summoned by blood sacrifice, the lives of young women given to tear open the veil between worlds. Velekh brought a tide of destruction upon the college grounds, unleashing hordes of monstrous beings that ravaged both the surface and the mountain below. The skies turned dark, the earth trembled, and even the most powerful mages struggled to hold back the tide.

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While Master Grandir fought valiantly on the surface, protecting the college and the surrounding town from total annihilation, it was Alious who descended into the depths to confront Velekh directly. Alone, he ventured into the heart of the chaos, battling not just the demon lord but the relentless forces pouring through the portal to the Dremora realm. The magic between them was so great that it threatened to tear the ground apart and collapse the college itself. Yet, despite the insurmountable odds, Alious was not deterred.

After a harrowing battle, Alious managed to seal Velekh within an ancient artifact, a relic that would later be unearthed by Aethyr in his own quest. But in doing so, Alious paid a heavy price. The act of sealing Velekh was not enough to close the portal, and the sheer force of the demonic energy began to drive Alious to the brink of madness. The dark whispers of the Dremora realm clawed at his mind, threatening to consume him. He fought back with sheer willpower, using every ounce of his mental fortitude to resist the corruption and seal the gate behind him.

When the dust finally settled, and the skies cleared, Master Grandir returned to find his friend barely alive, the demonic artifact still clutched in his trembling hands. Alious had saved the college, and the realm itself, from certain doom. But the cost was high.

The guards, unaware of the true story, found Alious holding the cursed artifact and immediately assumed the worst. The truth of the Morakai’s involvement was buried to protect the college’s reputation. The college could not afford to let the world know that dark forces had been summoned within its sacred walls. To maintain the trust of the surrounding nations and to prevent political catastrophe, Alious was blamed for the disaster. Branded as a madman and a traitor, he was cast out from the college he had once sworn to protect.

Master Grandir, though heartbroken, was forced to watch as his friend became an outcast, knowing that the sacrifice Alious made would never be truly recognized. It was a decision that would haunt Grandir for the rest of his days, a wound that never truly healed. For Alious, the isolation and the rumors of his insanity were a burden he bore silently. He disappeared into obscurity, knowing that his actions had saved countless lives, even though his name would be stained forever.

Yet despite the years of exile, Alious had never truly given up. His mind remained sharp, his power unmatched, and his dedication to his former apprentice, Whitemane, kept him tied to the college in spirit, if not in body.

Now, after years of wandering in solitude, he had returned.