Raskolnikov Family

Active nobility of the new Raskolnikov house

Anatoly

Fresh out of the family manor, he settles in Avamara, Sirion, East Continent. A single purpose in his mind, to grow the family name back from the dusty books of history lost to time, and gain himself enough fame and power as to write his own chapter and outshine his dead uncles tales. Time will tell if this boy's deep black eyes and harsh mannerisms are enough to back up such hunger and arrogance.

Ekaterina Strong of mind, strong of heart. That is Ekaterina's moto. Commences her career in Lux Nova, Beluaterra. The young nation seems to fit Ekaterina's ways admirably. Time will tell what becomes of her

Ancient Raskolnikov family members

The ancient house of Raskolnikov lived around 2012 to 2014.

Iegor Thomas

Duke of Stargard and Judge of Tara, a chivalrous and honourable lord, always trying to deliver justice and help his realm.

Died of old age, in his beloved realm of Tara, enveloped in mystery and madness after locking himself away in one of the many towers of Stargard castle, well before Atamara sunk beneath the waves of the cold, unforgiving ocean. Some of the servitude that served him claimed that what drove him to insanity was the inevitable realization of death after he dreamt the continent was sinking as a result of godly rage.

Dimitri Anton

A member of the Morek Empire, Duke of Muspelheim and a faithful believer of the bloodstars, divided between a firm devotion to the Sanguis Astroism, love for battle and a passion for coin. After carving a leaf for himself in the history of Morek through battle and diplomacy, he devoted himself to writing down the history of his beloved city and duchy, Muspelheim. He retired long before dying of old age, watching the starry night, endlessly searching the bloodstars for meaning, same as he lived.

Makkar Anton

Knight of Jariedma, Ibladesh, East Continent. Fresh out from his family home, he joined Ibladesh, only to witness the demise and fall of his beloved realm. From the ashes of Ibladesh a new realm was born, one who was far from being Makkar Anton's home.

He migrated to Beluaterra, where he found in Enweil both a deserving cause and a true nation where he would settle. He died in battle defending that ideal, with a sword in his hand and an enemy at sight, just as he would've liked to go.

Mijhail

Over twenty years of adventuring in Beluaterra managed to give Mijhail the chance to travel to every realm in the continent not once but twice, getting to know plenty of different customs and religions, while encountering commoners, lords and kings of every colour and kind, and gathering many recommendations along the way, and many and more a tell to tale and brag. He must have fought thousands of undead, killed hundreds of monsters, while meeting sages and wizards with the strangest powers. He has been known to create and even cast a spell or two... All that he did, he always claimed, without abandoning his other passions. Over the course of his life, Mijhail prosecuted an endless search for the best beers, ales and meads, as well as the prettiest maids he could find, a search undoubtedly much more gratifying than gathering items

In old age he made his claim of nobility, which was accepted by many a noble, and some rulers too! as he was fond of adding. He retired, with coin in his pockets, many wondrous and powerful items, and an endless supply of fabulous stories that he would pass on to the young ones, in the Raskolnikov manor, back in the Sirion, where he never felt quite at home.