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Seraxan Althraxten the Spectre, Provincial Magistrate

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<worn on finger>    (Invis) (Glowing) (Humming) the ring of fortitude
<worn on finger>    (Invis) (Glowing) (Humming) the ring of fortitude
<worn around neck>  (Glowing) an ice-cold brooch
<worn around neck>  (Glowing) (Humming) a mummified snake skin amulet
<worn on body>      (Humming) breastplate of a dwarven ribcage
<worn on head>      (Glowing) a halo of clarity
<worn on face>      a long veil of spider web and diamond
<worn on legs>      (Glowing) a pair of sturdy wooden shinpads
<worn on feet>      knee-high leather boots
<worn on hands>     a pair of white mink muffs
<worn on arms>      rotting linen bandages
<worn about body>   a robe of fine black silk
<worn about waist>  a sash of black gauze
<worn around wrist> (Glowing) (Humming) a bracelet of electricity
<worn around wrist> (Glowing) (Humming) a bracelet of electricity
<mainhand wielded>  (Humming) a dark blade etched with runes
<held in hand>      (Glowing) a flickering gem

Description

This thin man stands maybe a shade under six feet and has a somewhat narrow face. Wavy hair, almost entirely white with a few remaining threads of red hangs to just above his ears, and his light grey eyes are shaded by a set of reading glasses. No lines of humour or cheer can be seen about his unsmiling mouth, though their is a tightness about the corners of his eyes as if some great worry burdens him. He is dressed in a set of faded silver robes, well fitted but also clearly well worn and showing signs of reaching the end of their lifespan; the cuffs having been stitched on several occasions, and evidence of places where a diligent hand has had to patch the material. His hands are mostly concealed within the garments long sleeves, and the hem falls to just above his meticulously polished boots. Upon his left hip hangs a scalpel in a simple leather sheath, on the right, a notebook tucked into a pouch.

Role

A memory of scorn.

Added Sat Jan 30 00:58:39 2021 at level 21:
Deradel Madivani was brilliant.

A once in a generation talent, and a once in a generation mind; he was 
slated for greatness even as a teenager. His spellwork was flawless, his 
teachers effusive with praise where praise was rarely found.

But this tale is not about him. Not really.

He was just the one laughing the loudest.

I will always remember that. For a long time, it kept me up at night.

There I was, standing at the front of the lecture hall. We were all 
presenting research, you see. One after another my fellows had come up to 
talk about their planned area of study over the next three years. Why they 
should be one of the four exemplers who would gain room and robe and step 
into the high tower of Thar-acacia. The future greats. The next generation.

Well, three candidates. There was no doubt who was getting the first 
position.

I was laying out my vision. Not some trite improvement on the enlargement 
spell, or a way to make the boundaries of a celestial circle malleable 
whatever that was supposed to achieve--I admit I dozed off part way through 
that particular lecture. Conjuration is perhaps my second most favoured of 
the five arts, but nevertheless, honestly.

No.

I proposed fixing our greatest mistake.

Is order not the greatest boon to the civilised world? Does not magic in 
the hands of an ordered mind pave the way to wonders? Should we isolate 
ourselves and pretend our error had not taken place?

No. We should return, and unmake that which was made in error. The remnants 
of the anti magic army should be snuffed out or brought to heel, and we 
could once more guide the world forward to a new age beneath the aegis of 
the rule of civilised law.

I was naive, in hindsight. So naive. Some wounds run too deep, and this one 
had festered.

Yet I will always remember the laughter. The derision. The scorn.

And Deradel Madivani's smug smirking face.

I did not get one of the positions.

Consigned to mediocrity.

Added Sat Jan 30 00:59:24 2021 at level 21:
It wasn't so bad, or so my father told me. He had never made it into the 
tower either, and while my aptitude for the five magics was greater than 
his, he had always cautioned me that the opposition was always rampant.

He was a kind man, my father. A little lacking in ambition, and a little 
mediocre; but kind. He got me a job in the Wizard's Wish, and I wasted the 
next year of my life stocking shelves and serving my fellow citizens.

I kept up my studies in my own time, but it is no substitute for formalised 
education, and my father was of little help in this regard. His aptitude 
lay in the field of transmutation, and I can't say I've ever had much zeal 
for the subject--a noble enough calling, as is study of any of the five 
magics, but my interests lay elsewhere.

I wish I could tell you that I would not have remained stocking shelves and 
sweeping floors for long, but I will not indulge in self delusion. No: it 
required a catalyst to break me of my malaise.

Seething with a smile.

Added Sat Jan 30 01:01:50 2021 at level 21:
It was just another quiet day in the Wizard's Wish when it happened.

I was working the counter when the man entered. He stood out immediately. 
Not because he was one of the rare adventurers from outside, who would 
sometimes brave and surpass even the formidable defences of the valley 
below. No: it was because he was dressed in shining silver robes.

Those of the tower rarely came out into the streets, and even more rarely 
to shop.

I remember he asked for me by name. It is strange to me even now that I did 
not recognise him. It is amazing what a year can do, a set of formal robes, 
a bit of growing up. But when I confirmed my identity and Deradel Madivani 
offered sincere apology for his mockery of me during the disaster at the 
lecture halls?

I recognised him then.

I thanked him, of course. I can be graceous, even as he drove the 
metaphorical knife between my ribs, and gave it a good long twist with an 
offer of getting me another chance with one of his connections and help 
formulating a superior research proposal.

. How could I refuse? It was everything I could have wanted. More than any 
failed applicant could dream of, particularly one as lo born as myself.

It turned out Deradel Madivani, like my father, was a kind man too. No 
doubt it'd ate at him, that moment of casual cruelty. He had wanted to make 
things... right.

And I loathed him for it.

Because I did not want empty accolades, or robes, or my signature on some 
research paper among a dozen others. I did not want pity, or apologies.

I wanted to see my vision come to pass; and this born genius had just spat 
on my dream with his high handed righteousness.

For that, I would never forgive him.

Or anyone else.

To seize.

Added Sat Jan 30 01:03:37 2021 at level 21:
There is a reason I believe Necromancy is the greatest of the five magics, 
and why Conjuration follows in its wake in that regard.

A true master of Necromancy--not one content with the bestial and rabid 
form of the Wight, or one who lacks the dedication to excellence necessary 
to pursue it to its heights--must put his very life on the line in service 
to his craft. Conjurers do this, but it is a byproduct rather than the goal.
No true magus of order who undergoes the becoming can be said to lack 
conviction, for the price of failure is not ambiguous. One can say this for 
no other arcane discipline.

I note this, for it would be unfair to judge my actions in the next days as 
rash. There is risk in seeking advancement, and all risk must be measured. 
I do not revel in this risk like some agent of chaos, hoping only to see an 
intriguing result. Risk is the gateway to opportunity, and opportunities 
must be seized as they present themselves.

Knowing this, it did not make my hands any less clammy as I crept through 
the tower of Thar-acacia. I had already almost been seen several times. 
That would not be a disaster--I was allowed to be here, if I would likely 
reap some silent disapproval. For what I had in mind I must avoid detection 
though, and it was a relief when I found an empty room on one of the higher 
floors. I had hoped for a student of Necromancy's room, but the silver 
robes hanging in neat rows would have to serve.

They fit surprisingly well, and the council of Thar-acacia did not even 
give me a second glance as I strolled passed them into the seat of 
discipline. After all, I had spoke of opportunity: and there would be no 
greater opportunity than Vakrin N'harst being occupied for the day with a 
matter outside of the tower's limits. Some eyes simple robes and confidence 
will never be enough to deceive.

I did not look back as I stepped out of the city of the Order Magi.

I'd show them all.

Summary/key points/character stuff

Added Sat Jan 30 01:06:21 2021 at level 21:
- Seraxan is from Thar-acacia and believes the policy of isolationism is 
flawed, and a trageddy. He believes that being paralysed by the past cannot 
be allowed to stifle the grand advances the five magics can achieve in the 
hands of the order magi. He proposed that exterminating the battleragers 
would absolve them of any blame and they could return to business as usual. 
He was quite literally laughed out of town.

- Is very obsessive of his 'vision'. Will harbour deep animocity for those 
he believes to be mocking or dismissing it, even if he does not show it 
openly. Very vindictive in this regard, more than happy to play the long 
grudge game.

- Favours order magi, though only if he perceives them to be working 
towards a benefitial cause: one's who set themselves in opposition or who 
he perceives as being apathetic he'll consider close to traitors.

- Naturally, wants nothing more for battleragers but an ignoble and ideally 
well documented extermination.

- Has a deep disdain for chaos magi (and other chaotic individuals to a 
slightly lesser extent), though believes they can be educated and brought 
into the fold. Those that cannot be are menaces to society and must be 
quietly disposed of or contained.

- Particularly loathes wights, believing they sully Necromancy, his 
favoured of the five magics.

- Fairly indifferent where paladins or other good aligns are concerned. 
When they start proving to be 'disruptive elements', that will change (he 
really does not like disruptive elements - calling someone this is a big 
insult from him).

- His goals do somewhat align with Empire, but he does not approve of the 
way they handle most magi. Will go Tribunal.

- The one piece of sentimentality he allows himself is he has kept the 
robes he used to disguise himself so he could leave through the Thar-acacia 
Galadon exit. He is highly resentful of his former home, but also rather 
attached to it and prizes the connection to it the robes signify.

- TLDR: he is an ambitious (mildly?) genocidal magus who believes an 
ordered world is a grand aspiration for any upstanding member of society to 
aspire to, and magic is the oil to grease the wheels.

To cultivate.

Added Mon Feb 1 15:19:00 2021 at level 31:
I have gained a position within the Blood Tribunal. A most industrious and 
thorough group, it was no great hardship to select them as the best 
organisation to achieve my goals. The Empire's overt hostility has some 
advantages, but it is also a far more fragile and tenuous bastion of order. 
Not to mention the Tribunal is lead by a formidable Archmage (who I had a 
delightful dialogue with), while the Empire is openly oppressive to four of 
the five magics. I could never operate in such a short sighted environment, 
though they may prove useful in the future if handled correctly - time 
shall tell.

The next years will be busy ones. My study of Necromancy has advanced in 
leaps and bounds under the tutoring of the guilds, but there is much yet to 
learn. The ultimate expression of the art is distant, but I am no longer an 
apprentice. One day, it will be mine. However, in the more immediate future 
I must begin to cultivate my position within the Spire. I do try to learn 
from my mistakes, and I will seek to gain the support of my fellows. The 
Vindicator may be a barrier here. I am not sure he is particularly fond of 
me, and I cannot say he made a particularly good first impression upon me 
either. Something to monitor.

I will also need to begin setting my plan to deal with the blight on the 
Order Magi's record into action soon. This at least proceeds a pace. Soon I 
shall make the opening play of our war, and it will be a strike they will 
have no means to counter, for it will be on a battlefield they do not fight 
on.

Soon.

To normalise.

Added Tue Feb 9 12:56:32 2021 at level 40:
I have been unable to meet with Lady Ishuli so far, which has somewhat 
delayed my plan. Patience is the hallmark of any future Archmage of the 
craft however, and I do not doubt that soon enough such a meeting will take 
place. In the meantime though, I have determined that I cannot afford 
idleness. Though it was intended to be the second phase of my strategy, I 
have moved up the next part of my plan: normalisation of perception of the 
village as direct threats to order (which, naturally, they are).

This will mostly be handled internally, and my first foray into the 
endeavour has already born both fruit and snag: the Provost was pleased 
with the concept but did gently chide me on my depiction of the village. I 
will need to frame my approach slightly differently going forward and put 
the village in a far more adversarial light, but that is no great hardship. 
The Provost is a formidable Archmage, and I believe truly does desire peace.
She is too kind for what must be done where the village are concerned, but 
I will not hold that against her. I always knew this process would be 
gradual, and I will handle it with the delicacy that it requires. It was a 
gamble submitting my exercise without running it passed the Provost first, 
but I needed to sew the seeds and gauge her authentic reaction. I think all 
in all it went as well as could be hoped.

I am even more certain now that the Vindicator is an enemy, not only to me 
but to order magi everywhere. It seems no great secret that he wishes to 
remove Necromancy from the Spire if given opportunity, a derangement that 
cannot be tolerated. I have not been able to gauge what his contributions 
to civilisation are as of yet, but they would need to be beyond simply 
staggering to outweigh such an outrageous ambition. Somehow, his influence 
will need to be curbed.

If the Provost is an ally and the Vindicator is an enemy, I think in time 
the Justiciar could have particular zeal for the task that lies ahead. I 
admit I have always had little time for those of her guild when I was young,
but perhaps that was the purest in me. I have grown to appreciate the 
particular brand of violence her ilk produce--even if in arcane terms it is 
rather lacking in refinement. This is a relationship I will carefully 
cultivate.

As my next steps, I will continue seeking audience with Lady Ishuli, and 
continue my efforts to reveal the remnants of the antimagic army for the 
threat they are to order.

Carefully.

To educate.

Added Thu Feb 11 04:25:22 2021 at level 41:
I have always believed that the fundamental flaw in any prior plan to 
address the remnants of the antimagic army have been that they treat them 
like a conventional foe to be vanquished. Did our ancestors not forge them 
for war? Did they not bend all of their considerable Arcane might to forge 
warriors that would rule the battlefields? Of course they did. So then why 
do we forsake rationality and seek open pitched battle as our first 
recourse generation after generation?

I postulate that education is how we will overcome our great shame. We must 
study, analyse, document, and finally publish our findings concerning our 
enemy. It is not enough to have one in ten Magi slip through the cracks and 
rise to become an Archmage. How many great minds have we lost in the 
nascency of their craft due to ignorance of that which they face? How much 
has been lost before it could fan that spark of genius potential that is 
the province of the Magus of order?

I put to you all today: if we strip our foe of this, their greatest weapon 
against our hallowed institutions, victory will follow. Perhaps not soon. 
Perhaps not in a mortal lifespan, or in ten. Yet when they find year after 
year, decade after decade, that each new student comes forth armed with the 
knowing of their nature and the flaws within our ancestors grand design: we 
will have our hour of rectification.

Let us slay them with that greatest weapon, the blade that cannot be 
parried and the spell which cannot be silenced. The bain of ignorance and 
ally of civilisation:

Education.

- The closing statements of Seraxan Althraxten's presentation before his 
fellows in Thar-acacia, moments before he was jeered off the podium (set 
directly before chapter 1).

To lament.

Added Sun Feb 14 02:13:04 2021 at level 47:
I put pen to paper this day with a rather foreign emotion. I cannot 
remember the last time I felt melancholic. Not when they crushed my dream 
beneath the heel of mockery in Thar-acacia, certainly. That was different. 
This is not bitterness, or frustration, or impotence. It is just... regret, 
perhaps. For what could have been.

Provost Stormwind's passing is a blow. Even in my youth, surrounded by the 
Magi of Order I can think of few who possessed such poise and conviction; 
such drive and such relentless expectations of precision. I will lament 
that I had so little time with such an esteemed Archmage, but it is more 
than that. Perhaps this is the lesson that all that aspire to Lichdom must 
learn. It is one that is abstractly simple, but rather less so in practice. 
No matter how great our fellows, they will all die. No amount of genius can 
avert that truth. Only the becoming can.

My research into the remnants of the grand mistake proceeds well. My 
meeting with the Lady Ishuli was a refreshing affair, without the customary 
need for tedious pleasantries so many require the excisement of before 
genuine conversation can begin. My research on the topic is advancing 
better than I could have hoped, though I believe the Vindicator has already 
attempted to poison me mere days after our Provost's passing. Rather crass, 
even by my standards - but I can admire the dedication, if nothing else. I 
will need to take this confectionary to an Alchemist who can exercise 
disgression. Perhaps if toxic substances can be found, I can wield such to 
dislodge him from his position--though such has grown magnitudes more 
difficult with the Spire's leadership now in flux.

Thus, my next steps:
- Await analysis of my proposal.

- Continue my research in the meantime (note: more information upon the 
defenders and scouts must be prioritised: the Commander has contributed 
much concerning the berserker school of study).

- Prepare to make initial contact with a certain High Priest. I suspect the 
approach may be nontrivial, given my preliminary examination of the terrain 
- adequate preparation will be key, as always.

- Seek an Alchemist to determine if the Vindicator did in fact attempt to 
poison me with this confectionary. Take appropriate steps, if such does 
prove to be the case.

To adjust.

Added Thu Feb 18 09:52:56 2021 at level 47:
If there is one lesson that has been driven home repeatedly since I 
departed Thar-acacia it is that, despite the commonly voiced axiom, 
problems rarely solve themselves. Therefore, it did come as rather a 
surprise to wake to the Vindicator's retirement. I do not know the reason, 
and do not particularly care; I can be magnanimous in victory, even if it 
was not of my own devising. May he enjoy his retirement, and may his 
irrational loathing of the craft die a quiet death with him. It is for the 
best, in truth. The alchemist I located upon the Onyx Dream was completely 
unacceptable for my purposes. Perhaps I will simply feed this confectionary 
to a remnant of the mistake and see what happens: a rather abstract 
experiment by my usual standards, but one which should prove enlightening 
nevertheless.

However, not all goes well. I did eventually breach the Dead Vale's 
formidable defences, but the High Priest seemed lost in some high working 
of the craft. A rather troubling issue, as the venture is no small 
undertaking. I shall endeavour to continue my efforts to make contact, 
though I may need to bring one of my fellow Magi in on the venture in order 
to expedite the culling of the ghasts. That is not ideal, but one must be 
flexible when dealing with unanticipated variables.

My research has continued to make great strides. I have had recent success 
in studying a defender; a rather morbid experience on occasion, for he has 
proved a most recalcitrant research subject (though, fortunately, he is 
also a vocal one). Nevertheless, progress on locating a scout for in depth 
study has continued to be problematic. This must now become my research 
priority, for preliminary investigations indicate that perhaps some of the 
subtlest works of the remnants are found within this school.

To age.

Added Thu Feb 25 10:47:08 2021 at level 47:
It is a strange thing to be nearing the time when that fundamental decision 
concerning one's life must be made.

For ordinary Magi, it is different. The question becomes how the twilight 
years shall be spent. What priorities must be raised up and which discarded 
due to the ever encroaching time of one's decay and demise. What is the 
most economical use of a year, a decade, perhaps a century in the case of 
the elfborn.

For those of the greatest of the five magics though, it is different. We 
choose the same. We make the same exacting calculation: and yet we must ask 
that most dangerous and terrible of questions.

What if?

What if in choosing the manner of our own end, spend a number of those 
precious years in a single instant, we gain eternity? What if we fail, and 
cast a decade aside in an instant, a failure among a myriad failures and to 
be forgotten?

The equation is clear. One can not measure a scant few years against the 
unending sands of time, and the fear of failure is a paralysis that I have 
long since scorned. The time to turn my attentions to the becoming have 
grown close at hand and this must now become a priority, for even in 
failure: my foundation has been laid. Perhaps I shall not be the one to 
build upon it in the event of disaster, but the stone has been cast and the 
avalanche shall follow.

I have learned much of this Dead Vale. Intermediary study while my focus 
has been elsewhere was slow, but progress in the ability to navigate the 
terrain is consistent. The ancient High Priest has not responded to my 
presence so far, but such is not yet cause for concern. No doubt many an 
intrepid Magus has come before him only to succumb to the lure of a lesser 
transformation. I shall persist in my visitations.

Meanwhile, the Spire is in somewhat of a quandary. Such is inevitable 
during any transitionary period, though this one is emphasised by the surge 
in the number of enemies of Order of late. It is a rather tedious 
distraction from my research, but it is something deserving of my attention.
It is unacceptable that young Magi feel they do not have a viable 
institution to progress their studies in: this is something that the former 
Provost understood well. To that end, I shall need to invest at least some 
of my ever more limited time in recruitment efforts. While I do not intend 
to become quite as unfortunate as this imperial agent hawking wares at the 
market square like some over-eager merchant, it is an area where our 
current efforts as an organisation require improvement.

Then there is the next phase of my research. This is a rather delicate 
situation. I nudged the Provost towards making it policy to take the 
remnants relic of power when possible; this has already become established 
rule in the absence of a Vindicator, which is to the good. Preliminary 
investigations can proceed uninterrupted, at least for now.

Immortal Comments

Date Level Hours Author Comment
16 20 An Immortal An Immortal added 25 exp for: Doing some desc checks and yours checks out!
23 33 An Immortal An Immortal added 1500 exp for: He hails from Thar-Acacia and resents that they did not align with his vision of eradicating the battleragers and becoming less isolated. He sees Necromancy as the highest form of magic. Will go Tribunal.
31 63 An Immortal An Immortal added 400 exp for: Why we picked Tribunal over Empire. We're going to keep trying to impress other Tribunals, but think it will be hard to win over the Vindicator.
38 140 Whiysdan Good presence for Tribunal lately. Enjoy the lastname!
40 154 An Immortal An Immortal added 400 exp for: His thoughts on current Tribunal leadership, who is an ally, who is an enemy, and which relationships he wishes to cultivate. Doing his best to make the Village a more hated enemy. Still seeking Ishuli.
41 159 An Immortal An Immortal added 150 exp for: Evil, cool, calculating, and very orderly toned. Great concept, studying Ragers, and well delivered. I look forward to our future chats.
47 208 An Immortal An Immortal added 400 exp for: Musings on death in light of Primdella's passing. Also, an update with some goals we're pursuing, including our Ishuli project.
47 263 An Immortal An Immortal added 400 exp for: Love the scholarly tone of these updates. Dollerveim retired, we're happy, we visited the High Priest in Eil and got no response; will keep trying. Also made progress in studying different types of rager.
47 286 An Immortal An Immortal added 100 exp for: Arena competition!
47 290 An Immortal An Immortal added 100 exp for: Beautifully done preface, very well written. I love how you have some combat experience with Ragers since your work requires it. Lets get moving!
47 309 An Immortal An Immortal added 25 exp for: Watched a very amusing interaction during which you defended the cleanliness of your zombies to Aelynthi.
47 323 An Immortal An Immortal added 800 exp for: Wow! As he ages, he's begun contemplating the becoming. Also, all these enemies of order are tedious, and he wants to dedicate some efforts to recruitment. Additonally, his research continues.

Timeline

Date Level Hours Event
20 26 Seraxan advanced to level 20 <PK: 1-0>
25 40 Seraxan has pledged to the Blood Tribunal <PK: 1-0>
30 51 Seraxan advanced to level 30 <PK: 1-0>
31 54 Inducted into TRIBUNAL by Primdella <PK: 1-0>
31 54 Primdella assigned Seraxan to Hamsah Mu'Tazz. <PK: 1-0>
40 144 Seraxan advanced to level 40 <PK: 9-0>
47 190 Seraxan advanced to level 47 <PK: 11-1>
47 238 Seraxan has been granted by Ishuli <PK: 15-4>
47 238 Ishuli made Seraxan a Provincial Magistrate <PK: 15-4>
47 370 Hero Delete <PK: 43-10>

Level History

Date Level Hours Groupmates
19/01/21 2 0
19/01/21 3 0
19/01/21 4 0
19/01/21 5 0
19/01/21 6 0
19/01/21 7 1
19/01/21 8 1
19/01/21 9 2
19/01/21 10 3
19/01/21 11 3
19/01/21 12 3
19/01/21 13 4
20/01/21 14 5
23/01/21 15 6
28/01/21 16 19
28/01/21 17 21
28/01/21 18 22
29/01/21 19 23
29/01/21 20 27
30/01/21 21 29
30/01/21 22 32
30/01/21 23 35
31/01/21 24 39
31/01/21 25 42
31/01/21 26 48
31/01/21 27 50
01/02/21 28 53 Lariana (24) Oloquels (21)
01/02/21 29 53 Lariana (26) Oloquels (22)
01/02/21 30 53 Lariana (27) Oloquels (24)
01/02/21 31 55
02/02/21 32 67
02/02/21 33 68
04/02/21 34 94
05/02/21 35 107
06/02/21 36 116 Caliveh (37) Tandern (42)
06/02/21 37 120
07/02/21 38 135
08/02/21 39 144
09/02/21 40 148
10/02/21 41 167
11/02/21 42 182
11/02/21 43 186 Kamand (34) Jagre (40)
11/02/21 44 187
12/02/21 45 190
12/02/21 46 191
12/02/21 47 192

Title History

Date Level Hours Title
38 140 Seraxan Althraxten the Malevolent

PK Wins

Jan 19, 2021|Lv 12|Galadon|Laelitharl vs 1: [12] Seraxan (100%, slice) Feb 2, 2021 |Lv 31|The Grove|Gragra vs 1: [31] Seraxan (100%, slash) Feb 3, 2021 |Lv 33|Graveyard|Gwendelya vs 2: [32] Elarian (0%), [33] Seraxan (100%, burning, weeping sores) Feb 3, 2021 |Lv 33|Graveyard|Elarian vs 2: [30] Gwendelya (4%), [33] Seraxan (95%, punch) Feb 4, 2021 |Lv 33|Azreth Wood|Thalanil vs 1: [33] Seraxan (100%, smash) Feb 5, 2021 |Lv 35|Darsylon|Geruscleudo vs 1: [35] Seraxan (100%, punch) Feb 6, 2021 |Lv 35|The Eastern Road|Ohklas vs 1: [35] Seraxan (100%, burning, weeping sores) Feb 7, 2021 |Lv 37|Galadonian Settlement|Geruscleudo vs 1: [37] Seraxan (100%, burning, weeping sores) Feb 8, 2021 |Lv 38|Waters of the Deep|Khazur vs 1: [38] Seraxan (100%, punch) Feb 10, 2021|Lv 40|The Citadel of Ostalagiah|Hiiraki vs 1: [40] Seraxan (100%, slice) Feb 11, 2021|Lv 41|Desert of Araile|Trroug vs 2: [36] Sqrebik (49%), [41] Seraxan (50%, burning, weeping sores) Feb 11, 2021|Lv 42|The Eastern Road|Geruscleudo vs 2: [42] Seraxan (15%), [51] Asaigai (84%, KB) Feb 13, 2021|Lv 47|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Torchae vs 2: [51] Bundadeer (71%), [47] Seraxan (28%, word of death) Feb 13, 2021|Lv 47|Aldevari|Ganndretia vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, deathly touch) Feb 13, 2021|Lv 47|The Ruins of Ostalagiah|Nateh vs 3: [51] Tristhana (0%), [47] Seraxan (16%), [51] Kithervroy (82%, peck) Feb 14, 2021|Lv 47|Ruins of Maethien|Hiiraki vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, punch) Feb 15, 2021|Lv 47|Galadon|Saffaeh vs 3: [48] Bibbery (37%, claw), [51] Galathaniel (19%), [47] Seraxan (42%) Feb 15, 2021|Lv 47|The Galadon Sewers|Saffaeh vs 3: [51] Englemaris (26%, onslaught of water), [51] Galathaniel (3%), [47] Seraxan (69%) Feb 16, 2021|Lv 47|The Outlander Refuge|Scyreth vs 2: [51] Dollerveim (37%, divine power), [47] Seraxan (62%) Feb 17, 2021|Lv 47|Hamsah Mu'tazz|Bibbery vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, numbing grip) Feb 17, 2021|Lv 47|Outskirts of Galadon|Cielne vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, icy grip) Feb 17, 2021|Lv 47|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Thalanil vs 2: [51] Kira (35%), [47] Seraxan (64%, hit) Feb 17, 2021|Lv 47|Outskirts of Galadon|Cielne vs 3: [51] Kira (2%), [36] Sqrebik (24%), [47] Seraxan (72%, punch) Feb 17, 2021|Lv 47|The Eastern Road|Limdabod vs 2: [47] Seraxan (4%), [51] Kira (95%, slash) Feb 17, 2021|Lv 47|The Eastern Road|Thalanil vs 3: [51] Englemaris (43%, onslaught of water), [47] Seraxan (20%), [51] Socrag (35%) Feb 18, 2021|Lv 47|Ayr'Trinil, the Arial City|Cielne vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, KB) Feb 18, 2021|Lv 47|The Eastern Road|Veldren vs 3: [51] Englemaris (50%, onslaught of water), [47] Seraxan (49%), [51] Kira (0%) Feb 18, 2021|Lv 47|The Eastern Road|Cielne vs 3: [47] Seraxan (19%), [51] Englemaris (21%, onslaught of water), [51] Kira (58%) Feb 18, 2021|Lv 47|The Grove|Cielne vs 2: [47] Seraxan (73%, poison), [51] Kira (26%) Feb 19, 2021|Lv 47|The Ruins of Ostalagiah|Tjur vs 2: [36] Sqrebik (19%), [47] Seraxan (80%, punch) Feb 19, 2021|Lv 47|The Aryth Ocean|Geruscleudo vs 2: [51] Kira (23%), [47] Seraxan (76%, word of death) Feb 19, 2021|Lv 47|East Sumner's Road|Cielne vs 4: [47] Seraxan (18%, word of death), [51] Kira (0%), [51] Socrag (62%), [51] Scyreth (19%) Feb 19, 2021|Lv 47|East Sumner's Road|Veldren vs 6: [51] Englemaris (8%, immolation), [51] Kira (0%), [47] Seraxan (6%), [51] Dollerveim (26%), [51] Socrag (58%), [51] Scyreth (0%) Feb 20, 2021|Lv 47|The Slave Mines of Sitran|Tjur vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, slice) Feb 20, 2021|Lv 47|The Ruins of Ostalagiah|Brynala vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, word of death) Feb 21, 2021|Lv 47|Galadon|Ragus vs 2: [51] Asaigai (36%), [47] Seraxan (63%, slash) Feb 23, 2021|Lv 47|The Eastern Road|Cielne vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, KB) Feb 23, 2021|Lv 47|Mortorn|Tjur vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, punch) Feb 23, 2021|Lv 47|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Zydeki vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, slice) Feb 23, 2021|Lv 47|Hamsah Mu'tazz|Veldren vs 2: [51] Tristhana (3%), [47] Seraxan (96%, punch) Feb 24, 2021|Lv 47|Galadon|Geruscleudo vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, flurry) Feb 24, 2021|Lv 47|The Pass|Cielne vs 2: [51] Kira (50%), [47] Seraxan (49%, punch) Feb 25, 2021|Lv 47|Hamsah Mu'tazz|Trroug vs 3: [51] Williad (62%), [51] Asaigai (11%, KB), [47] Seraxan (26%) Feb 25, 2021|Lv 47|Galadon|Rydhe vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, burning, weeping sores) Feb 26, 2021|Lv 47|The Outlander Refuge|Alendross vs 4: [51] Asaigai (14%), [51] Atrellio (53%, reverberating blast), [47] Seraxan (30%), [51] Williad (2%) Feb 26, 2021|Lv 47|The Outlander Refuge|Geruscleudo vs 4: [51] Atrellio (11%), [51] Williad (41%, flurry), [51] Asaigai (23%), [47] Seraxan (23%) Feb 26, 2021|Lv 47|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Geruscleudo vs 1: [47] Seraxan (0%, ) *Power Word Kill* Feb 26, 2021|Lv 47|The Eastern Road|Veldren vs 2: [51] Kira (20%, KB), [47] Seraxan (79%) Feb 28, 2021|Lv 47|Galadon|Jagre vs 2: [47] Seraxan (57%), [44] Saerius (42%, noxious mist) Mar 1, 2021 |Lv 47|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Rydhe vs 3: [51] Asaigai (20%), [47] Seraxan (8%, ), [45] Saerius (71%) *Power Word Kill* Mar 1, 2021 |Lv 47|Galadon|Cielne vs 2: [47] Seraxan (19%, slash), [51] Asaigai (80%) Mar 1, 2021 |Lv 47|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Alendross vs 2: [51] Asaigai (43%), [47] Seraxan (56%, KB) Mar 1, 2021 |Lv 47|The Eastern Road|Veldren vs 3: [47] Seraxan (7%), [51] Kira (16%), [51] Asaigai (75%, KB) Mar 1, 2021 |Lv 47|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Veldren vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, burning, weeping sores) Mar 2, 2021 |Lv 47|The Eastern Road|Tziana vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, deathly touch) Mar 2, 2021 |Lv 47|Arkham|Cielne vs 2: [47] Seraxan (22%), [51] Kira (77%, brutal lashing) Mar 2, 2021 |Lv 47|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Rydhe vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, punch) Mar 2, 2021 |Lv 47|The Spire of the Blood Tribunal|Kravu vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, punch) Mar 2, 2021 |Lv 47|The Eastern Road|Cielne vs 4: [51] Tristhana (4%), [51] Aelynthi (45%, divine wrath), [51] Kira (33%), [47] Seraxan (17%) Mar 3, 2021 |Lv 47|The Eastern Road|Rydhe vs 1: [47] Seraxan (100%, punch) Mar 3, 2021 |Lv 47|BattleRager Village|Lanathalis vs 3: [51] Asaigai (43%), [51] Englemaris (1%), [47] Seraxan (54%, punch) Mar 3, 2021 |Lv 47|The Imperial Lands|Folthendr vs 2: [47] Seraxan (23%), [51] Kira (76%, iceball)

PK Deaths

Feb 11, 2021|Lv 42|The Eastern Road|vs 2: [35] Rhayze (9%), [41] Trroug (90%, pierce) Feb 14, 2021|Lv 47|The Eastern Road|vs 1: [48] Thalanil (100%, caustic smash) Feb 14, 2021|Lv 47|The Slave Mines of Sitran|vs 2: [46] Trroug (87%, alcohol poisoning), [51] Zorellaia (12%) Feb 17, 2021|Lv 47|The Dragon Sea|vs 2: [51] Trroug (91%, surge of water), [51] Jackra (8%) Feb 18, 2021|Lv 47|The Ruins of Ostalagiah|vs 1: [51] Nateh (100%, wrath) Feb 18, 2021|Lv 47|Outskirts of Galadon|vs 2: [42] Cielne (65%, punch), [51] Nateh (34%) Feb 22, 2021|Lv 47|Galadon|vs 1: [51] Trroug (100%, wrath) Feb 23, 2021|Lv 47|Mortorn|vs 3: [51] Zydeki (28%), [51] Cielne (29%, punch), [45] Tjur (41%) Feb 23, 2021|Lv 47|The Ruins of Ostalagiah|vs 2: [40] Enile (25%), [51] Cielne (74%, double spin kick) Feb 26, 2021|Lv 47|The Dragon Sea|vs 4: [51] Zorellaia (28%), [51] Geruscleudo (40%, claw), [51] Alendross (31%), [51] Natilyan (0%)

Mob Deaths

Date Level Area Killer Attack
01/31/21 27 Udgaard a jaette man-at-arms crush
02/02/21 31 Balator a gorgeous silver-haired elf punch
02/02/21 33 Ancient Emerald Forest a pumpkin man sting
02/06/21 37 Kuo-Toa Lair a kuo-toa warrior slice
02/07/21 37 Underdark the displacer beast claw
02/11/21 41 Mortorn the feeble stablemaster punch
02/15/21 47 Eil Shaeria a vale ghast bite
02/17/21 47 Eil Shaeria a vale wraith icy grip
02/17/21 47 Prison of Glymarach a seething water elemental drowning
03/01/21 47 Eil Shaeria a vale ghast bite