"May the sword of Heaven split the axis upon which evil turns."
Age: Deceased (Was 39)
Gender: Male
Race: Arya
Class: Emperor
Title: Sword Saint
Relations:
  Ignas Ishtar · Brother

 

Historical Synopsis:

Born the late twin of his brother Ignas, Noah Ishtar I would grow to see his land ruined by his sibling's cruel intentions. Unable to ascend the throne due to being the younger of the two, he was relegated to the position of prince and given no authority with which to oppose his brother's actions. Thus, each temple and clergy was turned over to evil, and slowly all of Arya was submerged in a dark age.

But Noah could not stand to see his people suffer. Fleeing the capitol, where once shining towers of ivory were then crusted over with the obsidian tendrils of the hydra which Ignas had invoked beneath it. The hydra had subdued all powers of light and hope in the city and its very presence corrupted the minds of all men and women. Even Noah, brightest star of the Arya, had felt darkness creep into his mind, and fearing that he too would be taken over by its power, fled.

When days later Noah arrived at the Citadel of Amen Zoroah, he swiftly sought council with the manifest gods. To him appeared Amen Zoroah, Serapis the Wise King, and both Ah and Un, the twin energies of the world embodied. They each instructed him thus in a new form of magic and gave unto him the task of uprooting Ignas. Though the gods would not interfere in most affairs, such a time of imbalance required their fullest attention, and already the celestial powers had begun to work in different parts of the land. It was Noah who had been chosen to lead them, and so he was appointed the title of one who, with war as his chariot and the blessings of Heaven as his blade, would lead his people out of darkness: The Sword Saint.

He was bestowed with the formal title of Emperor and given many divine weapons with which to combat his brother's evil magic. So too was he given direct assistance in the form of Ameretat, a divine guardian and messenger sent from the Wise King. Ameretat would find those who were to help Noah, be it in Arya and beyond. Thus he departed, and the gods bid Noah return to his people. It was then, as he emerged from meditation, that he found his people at war outside the citadel, fighting with the elite of Ignas' forces; the Drauga.

The Drauga was terrible beasts, more like machines than men. Thick places of steel scale coated their bodies, and their eyes were nonexistent within their long, sloping skulls. Only long, unhinged jaws which hung thick with drool marked their faces. These were the terrifying powers of nescience visited upon the Arya, their hatred and fear made manifest as predators.

In the ensuing battle, the Draugas set upon Noah and his soldiers in packs. Dozens, perhaps hundreds came and tore through the last bastion of light, and so too they fell beneath the Sword Saint's resplendent power. From all sides they came, and on all sides they were driven back, melted away, shattered, and torn asunder by the magic which erupted from Noah's hands.

Then it was over, and those which remained picked themselves up from amongst the corpses. With the few who remained, the Sword Saint decided to consolidate his power. Noah chose the Citadel of Amen Zoroah as his headquarters, rallied his people, and began to plan a campaign. But he needed to find soldiers, so few did he have. He did not have to wait long for reinforcements however. Priests of the holy orders who had escaped corruption soon came, and with them their armies. Ameretat and his servants had spread out the word, bringing hundreds to the citadel. Even from as far as Chi'en they came, those who wished to aid the Sword Saint.

With his new army, Noah made swift progress back towards the capitol. Each province he retook was swiftly purified by Ameretat, the hydras which had spread to each part of the land uprooted and slain. Those many-headed snakes, large as they were, had been the engines of corruption, so bloated were they with dark magic that they infected the air itself. Over two dozen such creatures, tremendous as small cities, fell before Noah and his soldiers. No hydra nor Drauga was left alive, and finally the battle was brought to the capitol of Angmar.

At Angmar, Ignas prepared his final defence. Merging his power with that of the hydra, he rode forth into battle, the snake in his reigns devouring hundreds. For eighteen days he and his troops fought against Noah's, until at last the two brothers came face to face. Ameretat and his divine servants had succeeded in slaying all Drauga and smaller hydras, but the beast which thrashed beneath Ignas was far too great for even them.

Noah knew that such a demonic creation was unstoppable by normal means. thus, he invoked the sacred power of the Ishtar line, that which was special only to them and the Alus. He entered into a state of meditation which the Bharata call "samadhi", and thus renouncing his body, rose from it and unleashed its most profound energies. The light which radiated from his form was thus so powerful that it tore through the hydra, Ignas, and cleaved the capitol of Angmar in two. Such a deep scar was left upon Solest, that the molten blood of its core welled up and spilled over, devouring all in its path. Only through the swift efforts of Ameretat were Noah's soldiers saved, but all else was devoured.

The battle over, all that remained was the smoldering ruins of Angmar, Noah's scant remaining forces, and the glimmering sword which he once carried. It was upon that mount, at the head of the volcanic rift, that a monument would later stand, carved in remembrance of the Sword Saint. Ignas was gone, his darkness had been swallowed up and devoured by light, and the land was free again. But the Arya would never recover fully from Ignas' scourge. Even to the present, Angmar has not been fully rebuilt, nor such an emperor or empress come forward to pull the people together as they had once been. Such is the way that their past arrogance was repaid, though the brightest star of Arya saved them from utter destruction.

 
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