Zizu

ZIZU JU JAVI

BORN: 25/7 480 FA in Tornix

RACE: Moss'ari

REALM: Channelling

AURA: Yellow

HEIGHT: 192cm

 

 

TITLE(S)

King of Dawn Reborn

Legend

“At first, the rebirth was a long-awaited thing; now it’s an overdue curse for many of their kin.”

“Becoming so old that ones wisdom if of ages past, is heavy to bear.”

~Skjald Vinotis

 

Description

To look upon Zizu is to look upon a statue that has learned to breathe. He carries the stillness of the volcanic ash that once buried his people and the relentless, unstoppable heat of the magma beneath it. He is a king who has outlived his own desires, serving only as a sentinel for a culture that refused to stay dead.

Zizu is a towering figure, possessing a physical frame that suggests both the durability of a mountain and the litheness of a predator. As a Moss’ari, his skin carries the earthy tones of the Tornix wilds.

His most striking feature is the Yellow Aura that clings to him, a shimmering radiance that pulses in time with his rhythmic, heavy breathing. It is not a bright, joyful light, but the golden, somber hue of a sunset that refuses to end. His eyes, seasoned by nearly eight centuries of rule and the study of ancient lore, are deep-set and weary, carrying the “heavy weight of ages past.”

He is rarely seen without ‘Twin-Twisted Sprouts’, his living ashen staff. The wood of the staff is a pale, ghostly grey, winding around itself like two serpents in a dance of growth and decay. At its crown, a massive, unpolished lump of Amber serves as a focal point for his channeling, glowering with a trapped, prehistoric heat.

He wears the regalia of a King of Dawn—garments that look ancient yet immaculately preserved, incorporating fragments of volcanic glass or ash-stained silks to honor the fallen of Tornix and textured patterns in tones of the Tornix wilds—shifting like lichen or deep forest floor under different lights.

Zizu moves and speaks with the lethargic grace of a legend. With presence and wisdom at almost divine capacity he does not need to raise his voice to command a room; his silence is heavier than most men’s shouts.

Zizu is a man who has seen the “trick of the gods” firsthand. He views his immortality not as a gift, but as an “overdue curse.” There is a profound, visible longing for “eternal sleep” in his demeanor. He often appears distant, as if his mind is traversing the mists of time to when his father lived while his body remains in the present.

Despite his exhaustion, he is fiercely devoted to his kin. His unification of Tornix was a calculated move of “power and cunning” designed to turn his people into a force that even the gods would hesitate to strike again. He is a shield for the Moss’ari, fueled by a deep-seated, inherited rage against divine meddling.

He is not easily impressed. Having studied with Kanziganthir for centuries, he treats modern political squabbles—like those of the Holy Star Order—with a detached, almost bored scrutiny. However, his intuition makes him a master of the “long game.” He is patient, preferring to watch “godly tainting” unfold until the exact moment a strike is necessary.

Zizu is like a fire: he provides “comforting warmth” to his allies and the prosperity of trade to his subjects, but those who threaten the Dawn Reborn find him to be a consuming, “brutal and violent” conflagration.

“Wise beyond belief, age weighs heavy and his eternal sleep longing is visible.”

~Skjald Sigurd

 

History

Third Age

One of the oldest Hordes, rivalling that of Ye Olde Zephyrs, and other ancient tribes, they origin from late third age.

It’s said that when Ukkave Goltroll, Zizu’s father of the Moss'Ari, was at the peak of his might, their horde was of such power that envious gods used the Vular War to arrange for a nearby mountain in north eastern West Fjella, not expected to be a volcano, to erupt and cover the northern parts of Tornix and their culture in melting gasses. Thus, eradicating their entire Horde and wiping them from this world.

“Some say they are of Ljostari, and that’s why they treasure Mt. Vula’s silhouette.”

~Skjald Sejrik

 

Fourth Age

As the heated gasses surged on Ukkave, legend goes that he became of such anger, that his rage nullified the volcanos energies. Surviving, the infuriated legend began a quite heated argument with the surprised gods. The verbal duel was of such magnitude, that some elder divines turned their attention from the cataclysmic events unfolding at Ljostari, to what was going on in Tornix.

Some say it was this slip that caused Mt. Vula’s eruption, as Sarcian, Stoicheian, and Wickeryadi threw so much weight in, that even some Vornir poured energies into Ukkave’s cause.

Thus, their entire horde came to be reborn, and their entire culture was restored. An act that caused tremendeous energies, but maybe it was to save a fragment of the Ljostari they all knew would be lost shortly. The restoration is said to have calmed them for a while, until they realised the trick the gods had played on them—to be reborn over and over and…

“Gods does not like when elder divines meddles in, and always try to taint outcomes.”

~Skjald Yell'a'Beard

 

After their rebirth, naming themselves the Dawn Reborn, they were a ghastly sight. Slowly they recovered physical mass again and in 476 FA, a Moss'Ari druid of Tornix blood joined their ranks. In 480 she married Ukkave. Its so long ago that it fades into the mists of time, but that was the year Zisu was born.

Well, to be honest, I’m not sure if he’s ever actually been born—naturally, that is. But it’s certain he’s been around for a while and he’s the oldest king I know of and he has studied ancient lore with Kanziganthir for centuries.

Born the eldest son of Ukkave, only 12 years old, he became king in 492 as his father and a few others were found lifeless. They had been slain by Kinoblin raiders, the first ever recorded Kinoblin raid on the Isles, who had somehow drained their souls.

After he became King of Dawn Reborn, a name they had for centuries, as the dawn often allowed them to see the silhouette of the lost realm of Mt. Vula, before the sun came up and heated the sea. He grew with the task of governing and as things went smoothly and fast for the young king he wanted more for Dawn Reborn than they had.

So he came up with the idea to unite all Tornix under their banner. Despite knowing the price that had to be initially paid, he started their quest for this greater goal in 507. Luckily, his power and cunning were so great that it only took them 8 years before every lesser king, jarl, and chieftain was killed or subdued in 515.

Thus, in a few brutal and violent years, all of Tornix was united under his banner, and peace laid itself as a heavy carpet across the country. A carpet of trade and prosperity that was so thick that the people began to focus less on the elder divines and more on today’s trade and tomorrow’s crops-praising the very ones that had once destroyed their culture.

Zizu told me, right after I gained my rank as our first skjald, that he embarked on the unification of Tornix solely to show the gods, that his fathers might ran through his geins, and what their horde could do as a foe. So the gods would reconsider if they felt for another attempt at their horde.

I’m telling this both because it was his own words, and he’s one of the few I think could say such to godly faces and survive it—if that’s the right word to use here. And to illustrate that heroes can be of vampiric, or godly might.

“As a flame burns and consumes, it also radiates comforting warmth.”

~Skjald Ulrich

 

In 1251, after the successfull apex of the 1st alliances scheme, as Zizu strolled around at their Capitals harbour market, he was approached by a man he had seen, and felt, at the High King coronation. The man presented himself as Den Godan, with news from Black Oak regarding the Holy Star Order.

The High King suspected that the order were up to some shady business that might break the peace of West Fjella. So Zizu should pry them out and, see what he can discover. Thus did Zizu, when the Holy Star’s group arrived at his harbour, approach them saying he seemed to recognise them from the high kings coronation. In the following meeting, to which he hd invited Meanbone who couldn’t come, revealed little of their plot, if anything at all.

But one can rest assured that Zizu had his eye and most likely agents on them ever after that encounter. Especially aince some of them reeked of godly tainting.

“A divinely tainted holy order, could only mean the gods stirred.”

~Skjald Valgrif

 

Zizu must have deemed their scheme of so little impact to West Fjella, or was already aware of their goal. So he diden’t meddle in. After the Holy Star Order gained a foothold at East Fjella, they of course focused on Usai, the very crack that had allowed them in, and other areas, like Mount Iridi, that could secure their influence over The Realm's valuables.

Stirring the unity of the East Fjella kingdoms and hordes, tipping both balance and former friendships among lesser chieftains and nobles. Their striving to ruin the unity to gain power was, I’m certain, the spark that ignited some of those flames that became affiliates or members of The Torch, and supporters of the invaders.

But there was nothing to be done about it, as Junnatu Weavers and some others had allowed or supported the Order gaining foothold at extremely favourable terms.

“The divine taint, causing energies to flow and gods to grow, should never had been.”

~Skjald Valgrif

 

In 1277, when The Great Invasion came, Dawn Reborn was one of the main targets of the Kinoblin, and finally Zizu and the others fully realised what had happened to their ancestors in 492.

Somehow the Kinoblin’s were able to catch their enhanced Moss’Ari re-birthing soul-flames with the Soul Lamps, thus cancelling the rebirth and imprisoning their souls. As soon as the 2nd Alliance won at the Battle of Weeping Plains, they freed souls that had been prisoned for 785 years.

Discovering that the souls was not reborn, but finally died, they began travelling every path, and road, of The Isles to hunt for every single Kinoblin. And cursing the memory of every time they had seen a glowing Kinoblin Lamp and not freed the trapped soul within it.

“Some say, that certain souls still lingers inside lamps at Ashenhall, telling of their experiences in the Outlands.”

~Skjald Ulrich

 

Special

If he dies, his Spirit is reborn.

“Some say he the next time, will apper inside an empty Ashenhall lamp.”

~Skjald El Mary

 

Last Updated on 2026-01-16 by IoM-Christian