Moriden

Moriden is a Legendary Physical character in Watcher of Realms. Moriden's role is Tactician. Faction: Nightmare Council.

On our Watcher of Realms tier list Moriden is A tier, 36th of the 287 characters ranked, from where 5 current tier lists put Moriden.

Other Physical characters in Watcher of Realms: Abomination, Aedrin, Ain, Ardea, Astrael, Atrox and 61 more.

"There are some paths best not treaded." —Alistair

A chill hangs thick in the night as the rider glides through the quiet desolation of a world forgotten.

His presence is an unnatural stillness, and the black steed beneath him is less a creature of flesh than a wisp of smoke, its hooves barely brushing the earth as it carries its master over derelict roads.

Nothing stirs in the wake of his passing—no birdsong, nor whispers of wind—only the choking silence of death itself.

Once, Moriden had been a knight of Yalnor, sent as an envoy to Elyndris, kingdom of the fae, to forge peace between their people.

The fae had long held themselves above humanity, but within their gilded halls, he found an exception.

She was of noble blood, an immortal being of light and grace, yet she loved him fully—a mortal, fleeting as the seasons.

For a time, their love endured, hidden from the scrutiny of the fae elite.

But change came with a cruel hand. A new ruler seized power in Elyndris, a bigot who saw humanity as a stain upon their sacred land.

To him, humans were seen as destructive, cunning creatures who wasted their ephemeral lives on nefarious greed.

One by one, human visitors and traders who had been tolerated were cast out—or worse.

Fearing for his life, Moriden's lover pleaded with him to return to Yalnor, promising to follow soon after.

But she never arrived. Instead, word of her execution came first.

Her crime? Treason against Elyndris for conspiring with man.

The news shattered him, and in his grief, he abandoned his duty and forsook his name, turning his heart to vengeance.

What he did not know—what no one could tell him—was the truth.

His love had not been executed, but imprisoned, locked away in a cell while she carried his child, for it was against sacred customs to kill a highborn.

Word of Moriden's execution was also falsely spread in Elyndris, part of a vicious plan intended to deter humans from returning to its gates.

Alone and condemned, Valara gave birth in captivity, only to finally perish from the ordeal.

Their child, an unknowing heir to his bloodline, was hidden away in the walls of Elyndris, where hate for man could be cultivated carefully in her heart.

Blinded by wrath, Moriden sought out any power that could grant him the means to bring ruin to Elyndris.

This is when he heard the whispers of the Nether God, an ancient force that had long despised the fae for their clever magicks, having achieved sanctuary from death.

Moriden was offered the strength to shatter their paradise, to strip them of their endless years and drown their city in oblivion.

Twisted by fantasies of revenge, Moriden relinquished his soul and allowed the Nether God forge him into a weapon of pure ruin.

He returned not as the knight he once was, but as the Wraithbound Rider.

Forever indebted to the Nether God, Moriden is neither living nor dead, severed from this world, yet eternally bound to it.

The past, a distant memory, is buried beneath the weight of this black union, and the future is but an unrelenting march toward the end of an era.

His child, still unaware of his existence, lives on, while Moriden rides as a harbinger of destruction.

The magicks the fae cling to are a mockery of the natural order, a lie that must be undone.

They will fall, Elyndris will burn, and the Wraithbound Rider will see it through.

For the next 600 years, Moriden led the Netherworld Legion as its Supreme Commander.

He advanced in shadow-forged armor, wielding a sword wreathed in nether flames.

His legion flooded the land, leaving only ruin and unquenchable war in its wake.

Prosperous cities crumbled; peaceful realms turned to ash under his tread.

Moriden’s very name embodied fear and despair, silencing all but the faintest whispers of hope for dawn’s return.

Once, a silver-clad rider dared venture into a foreign land-Elyndris, home of the fae.

Ferried by a steed as graceful as the wind, he rode to fulfill a mission of diplomacy.

Moriden, the Silver Envoy of Yalnor, sought a alliance with the elusive fae, his kingdom's hopes resting on the fragile promise of unity.

It was there he met her-an ethereal fae of high standing, her gaze a centuries-old weight.

What began as a mission of state transformed into something far more dangerous: an impossible love that would clash violently against the boundaries of mortality.

As the days passed, Moriden realized his presence among the fae would never be accepted, nor would his love ever be allowed to flourish.

But he could not turn back, for the gravity of this newfound bond would set him on a path where even the brightest hopes would be tested-until they shattered.