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Nephew of Piyamaradu

Alaksandu was nine years old, one year older than Balor and Brigid but a year younger than his cousin Ekoto. Balor helping save Ekoto's father Piyamaradu was enough to change Ekoto's heart. The resulting exile of Alaksandu's father Pamba, Piyamaradu's younger brother and thus Ekoto's uncle, had made Alaksandu hateful to the younger boy. He was an ambitious sort, even at nine years old and noted that as Balor was Piyamaradu's apprentice that meant Balor was essentially Piyamaradu's son meaning Alaksandu had been bumped down the line of succession with Ekoto being at the top, Balor in the middle and Alaksandu at the bottom.

To become Chieftain of Evabon… That was what Alaksandu wanted. He was a vicious but patient boy, not quite right in the head, and looking for an excuse to cause conflict with the other races… At nine years old!

He had overheard Balor's inquiry about thags from the roof above. He knew a place he could send Balor… He knew a place indeed.

As Brigid and Balor walked home, Alaksandu approached the latter. "Say, Balor, I heard you were looking to see a thag!" He said this in a whisper. "I hear Gard has shown you many places."

"A lot of places!" answered Balor, Brigid getting ever farther away.

"Did he ever show you Gnozzoz?"

"He said I shouldn't go looking for it."

"He sounds smart. It is for audacious fighters like him, not kids like us."

"I'm an audacious kid!" exclaimed Balor. Still Brigid was getting further. "What is there?"

"Sorry, can't say." Alaksandu began to walk in the opposite direction.

"Alaksandu, what is at Gnozzoz?"

"Sorry, Balor, still can't say."

"Why not?"

"Balor, I honestly feel that I should be more caring in this situation." Alaksandu turned to look at his… adoptive cousin. "The Blest Thag is far too terrifying for we who are heirs to Chieftain of Evabon himself."

"The Blest Thag?" asked Balor. "That sounds interesting!"

"I shouldn't have said that." Alaksandu muttered, feigning shock. "Promise me you won't go there…" He swallowed. "C-Cousin…" It took a lot of effort for him to call Balor his cousin. As Piyamaradu's apprentice, Balor was essentially Piyamaradu's adoptive son and thus Alaksandu's adoptive cousin. There was nothing he hated more than having to acknowledge someone who was adopted as kin. It was why his sister was no longer with them.

"Sure thing." Said Balor.

Alaksandu gave a smile and walked away. The Blest Thag… What a glorious tool he could make of that beast to put him pack in the spot after Ekoto.