![[Corvath Dreglar.png]] Corvath was born in the slums of [[Luskan]], a city where survival was a currency, and death was the price of failure. His mother, a renowned navigator of the Sea Wolves, was lost to a storm when he was too young to remember. His father? Just another name lost in the whispers of the tavern halls, a fleeting rumour drowned in ale and regret. The city became his home, the docks his playground, and the cutthroats his family. By the time he could walk, he was slipping through the cracks of [[Luskan]]’s underworld, stealing, fighting, and learning the ways of the sea. It wasn’t long before he caught the eye of Captain Alvor "Bloodwake" Drayen, a ruthless privateer sworn to King Sorrak the Typhoon, one of Luskan’s infamous Five Pirate Kings. Under Drayen’s command, Corvath learned not only how to sail and fight but also how to survive in a world where trust was the rarest treasure of all. He rose quickly through the ranks, from deckhand to quartermaster, and by the time he was twenty, he was one of Sorrak’s most trusted men. The Five Kings ruled Luskan with an iron grip, their fleets patrolling the waters like an empire of their own. But then came the war of dragons. It started as whispers. A great dragon had risen from the deep, a force of nature older than the tides themselves. This was no ordinary beast, it was a Primordial Leviathan, a dragon of the abyss, whose scales shimmered with the light of drowned kingdoms. It had no name, for its name had been long forgotten in the annals of time, spoken only in fear by the sea’s oldest dwellers. When the Five Kings learned of it, they knew they could not ignore the threat. If this creature was left unchecked, Luskan and its fleet would be nothing but wreckage beneath the waves. So, the Kings assembled their greatest armada, mustering every ship, every cannon, and every blade they could muster. The entire pirate navy set sail to meet the dragon in open war. Corvath stood alongside King Sorrak the Typhoon, his mentor and leader, aboard the _Storm Widow_. The battle that followed was unlike anything the seas had seen, ships torn apart by tidal waves, the dragon’s breath turning wood to rot and men to salt. The Kings fought like gods, their flagship galleons hammering the beast with cannon fire and magic, but the dragon was unrelenting. As the Five Kings waged their war at sea, Luskan was left vulnerable. And that was when Zargathax struck. As the pirate fleet battled the Leviathan at sea, another dragon, one of darkness and malice, descended upon Luskan itself. This was no ordinary dragon, it was a creation of Zargathax, the necromancer whose name was already cursed in whispers. This beast, a thing of pure darkness, unleashed a Mithral Plague, a corruption that devoured everything in its path. The city burned. The Host tower of the Arcane crumbled. The streets were filled with the dead, not just those slain, but those twisted into grotesque forms by the dragon’s dark power. Those who touched the corruption found their flesh turning to gleaming metal, their bodies frozen before shattering into dust. It was then that Sordia Vignti fought to hold the line. As the pirate fleet was locked in combat miles away, Sordia Vignti stood against the Dark Dragon in the heart of Luskan, battling the monstrous beast and the tide of undeath it had unleashed. When the dust settled, Luskan was gone. The Five Kings returned to nothing but ruin. Though they had survived their battle at sea, the Five Pirate Kings knew Luskan was lost to them, at least for now. The city they had ruled was no more than a graveyard of twisted metal and ash, the remnants of the Mithral Plague still clinging to its shattered foundations. But the Kings were not defeated. From their last stronghold in the uncharted seas, the Kings devised a plan. Luskan could rise again, but not through brute force alone. To reclaim their home, they needed allies, knowledge, and something more than just fire and steel. And so, they turned to Corvath. He had been there when Luskan fell. He had fought in its streets, watched the shadows swallow its people, and seen first-hand the devastation wrought by the Dark Dragon. He was not just a pirate, he was a survivor. The Five Kings gave him a mission: find Sordia Vignti. The adventurers had faced Zargathax before, had fought the Dark Dragon, and stood against the forces that had consumed Luskan. If anyone knew how to undo what had been done, it was them. With the Storm Reaver under his command, Corvath set sail, not as a pirate hunting plunder, but as an envoy of the Pirate Kings. His mission was simple: Find Sordia Vignti. Learn what must be done to cleanse Luskan. And when the time comes, lead the Kings back to reclaim their throne. Luskan may have fallen, but it was not forgotten. The Pirate Kings still ruled the sea, and soon, they would return. And Corvath would be the one to bring them home.