Caelum Crosdzeria

Basic info
Race: Icyene

Combat style: ranged with some experince with sword and shield.

Strengths: Fighting and serving my masters

Weaknesses: Magic, has horible recoloections of the god wars, and depression anytime one of his men is lost.

Lineage: Simple rural family

Occupation: Paladin and serevant to Grand Crusuader Sun

Beginning of War
"At the beginning of my life, I was just a normal hunter, but my prowess with a bow forced me into the service of the state. I served for the Hallowvale army during the god wars. I led a small group of highly specialized bowmen whom sole job was to harass the rear lines and “safe” cities in Zamorak’s land. During many attacks I would be the sole person to return.

After one attack, where my team had assassinated one of the high leaders of the human forces in the Ardougne, which helped to incite a large rebellion against their majharaat ruler, Zamorak finally decided to take direct action against me. On our way back, from what we believed to be our most successful mission to date, and having lost only one man, we were needless to say cheerful. However while passing over a mountain on our way back to the front lines, seven ripper demons appeared. These were Zamoraks high assassins, which us being guerilla warriors stood no chance against. My team told me that I had to live to get out of there, but I wanted to stay. One by one my allies died, leaving me alone again with two ripper demons. After a long battle that lasted 3 days, I killed the final demons, however they had done a number on me. With nearly all of the bones in my wings broken and one of my legs dislocated I was helpless.

For the next six months I hid and was nearly caught in a great battle between commander Zilyana and the great demon general. However our army retreated, I was able to enlist the aid of some Paladins to help drag me back to the camp. The healer there told me that I wouldn’t be able to fight for at least a year. Thus, after only twenty years, I was sent back to Hallowvale for the defense force.

On the Defense of Hallowvale
During my time at the defense force, I was highly regarded due to me having served on the front lines of the God Wars. This made my rank coming into the defense force already unusually high. I was eventually made a captain of a squad. After two years I was ready to go back to the front lines. However this is when Lord Lowerniel Verdigydad Drakan attacked. Rather than going to the front lines in Misthlain is stayed back and helped to destroy Drakans forces.

I led several surprisingly successful raids on the Drakan forces and quickly rose to the rank of commander of the Hallowvale Army. During my time defending Hallowvale I never lost a single man in my squad. My team was highly regarded as one of the strongest long ranged teams in the Hallowvale army. After we received intelligence that Lord Drakan was going to accept defeat and relinquish the siege, King Ascertes had me become one of his advisors to the military. I served him until he…was kidnapped by Drakan. My team was chosen to try to rescue him. However after finally finding the caravan where we believed he was being held, our team finally faced defeat. After chasing the caravan down and killing nearly two-dozen Vyrewatch in the process, we arrived at a cave system. After getting to near inches of rescuing the king, Lord Drakan appeared. In a split second, Drakan and his Brother Draynor killed my entire team. Rather than killing me, he told me to deliver a message the queen, “surrender or the king dies.” When the Queen Efaritay surrendered, I was forced to do the same.

Servitude to the Drakans
Drakan, having heard of my prowess, forced me to be one of the first Iycenes to be corrupted and turned me into what you people call a Vyrewatch. I lost all will over my body, consumed by a feeling of hatred with Saradomin and a desire to serve my Vyre-masters. Drakan, distrusting of the stronger Vyre-watch, put a unholy collar on me. According to some of my information, it responds only to my current vyre-master. During this time, Drakan, being his usual paranoid self, installed servitude collars on several of the strongest Vyrewatch under his command.

I served as a servant for a high-ranking Vyrelord until the fourth era. I was commanded to lead a small group of Vyrewatch to force the 7 warriors to surrender and retreat. When we arrived, it was a trap. The other Vyrewatch were quickly dispatched by their holy magic and silverrods. When one of them named Ivandis hit me with a abnormally large ball of holy magic, my conscience returned.

When I explained to the priests what had happened and asked to be put out of my misery, they started to scrawl some words around my body in the ancient language. They blessed them and through me into the river. This is when they decided to bless the river with the power of Saradomin. The blessed markings, created a barrier around my body, limiting the amount of holy magic that got into me, while slowly increasing it overtime. This slowly purified my body through centuries of contact with salve water. During the Fifth age, I finally was completely purified…”