His name has rung throughout history. The armored will of the Lich Kings, servant of the All Powerful IV, the armored fist of the Eternal Elba, the Herald of Carnage.

Fraker the Axe, the Herald of Carnage.

Favored Son of Gor duMay, the Blossom of Death.

Beloved Son of the Eternal Elba, the Living Lich King.

Disobedient Son of the All Powerful IV, Lord of the Six Worlds.

Stygian Lord, Iron Lord, Survivor of the Valley of the Stacked Skulls.

Hero. Legend. Eternal. Titan.

Fraker the Axe has shaken the Six Worlds with his armored steps, destroyed timeless empires with sweeps of his great axe, fought to overthrow the eternal Lich Kings, and fought his way from the Halls of the Dead to return to the mortal plane.

Gods have fallen at the bite of his cruel axe, kings and queens have been struck down by his wrath, and cities have been destroyed at his hand at the order of those who command him.

Born from a tribe long extinct, given unto the Eternal Elba to raise in her House by the hand of IV, and taught the ways of warfare and combat, Fraker the Axe strode the battlefields of the ancient world to carry out the will of the Lich Kings for eons un-counted. Even after the Lich Kings fell, the Eternal Elba, the Living Lich King, survived and Fraker continued to carry out her will and desire.

A being wholly crafted for war, steeped in ancient magics, modified by methods arcane, psionic, divine, and alchemical into more than a mere man, just the footsteps of the Herald of Carnage has driven entire armies into rout.

His exploits are legends, his deeds epic, and even the savage tribes of the wild lands and the lost places know his tales. They are sung in taverns, whispered around camp-fires, and even his more risque exploits are eagerly read by those desiring titillation.

All know of his defeat of great dragons, his time as a prisoner of the Ogre Princess of the Seven Jeweled Isles, his exploits during the Lich King War, and all of the epic doings of his life. The tales of the titan and the legend are well known, chronicled by legendary bards and poets in great cities, sung by witch-doctors clad in wolf-skin, read by giggling debutantes in boudoirs and elegant gardens, studied by students of military theory, sang as doggerel rhymes by the fey. His great deeds and struggles have been immortalized.

These are not those tales.

These are the tales of another, the oft forgotten man beneath the titan.

Not the Beloved Son of the Eternal Elba.

Not the Beloved Little Brother of Aveliene, the Bladed Diva.

But the one who was most often forgotten in the tales of the Herald of Carnage.

The man.

Fraker duVek

-Saint Kalimia, Church of the

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