Banjax

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Page Banjax, Chaos Incarnate

• Race: Void Construct (see Void Trolls for more info)

• Started fighting 2022
  
• Started eventing at Oktoberfest 2022
  
• Alcoholic in Training
• Page to Sir Vak
• Began fighting in Galahad, within the realm of Morva, in September 2022.
• Prefers fighting with Sword and Board, Red Sword, or Archery
• Both The Unstoppable Force and The Immovable Object

Photo by Spyder

Pronouns: She/Her
Realm: Morva

Event Attendance

• Oktoberfest: 2022, 2023
• Olympics XVIII, XIX
• Armageddon: XX
• WAR: 2023
• Numenor Fall Closer: 2023
• Wolfpack Opener: 2024
• Dun Abhon Spring Fling 2024
• Washington University Medieval Combat Society Mini Event 2024

Lore

If you ask any void construct about their earliest memory, you will always get the same answer. It’s the moment when the aether began to expand ever outward, breaking away from the void as an act of betrayal against everything that the universe had known. But in that moment, as the aether stretched farther and farther, shards of the void persisted throughout the entirety of the aether's dominion. And that’s all a void construct is, a shard of the void eternally bonded to the material plane. Banjax had existed as long as any other void construct, but something new happened with her. The Void trolls call it The Awakening. When void constructs went from being harmless items with a void shard trapped in it, to fully autonomous beings. No one is quite sure what caused the awakening, perhaps it’s the ever growing hunger within the void attempting to raise an army against the aether, or perhaps it’s some cosmic miracle.

Awakening is a process. You gain certain senses before others, and sometimes it can take decades to develop all of them. Banjax awoke in a field, tied to a wooden cross. The first sense to arrive was hearing. Banjax heard the winds blowing through the corn, and the crows circling above. Then came sight. Banjax could see the beauty of the world for the first time, and for a moment Banjax thought maybe the aether isn’t the enemy. Banjax stood there for days, attached to her post. On the 5th day, something in the distance began to worry Banjax. Plumes of black smoke rose in the distance, growing ever closer. By the 7th day, the fire was nearly surrounding Banjax. It was at that moment she cried out and begged for her awakening to complete. And something answered her prayer. As the flames began to encircle her, she had gained the final sense, touch. She ripped herself from the post and began to run.

On the 10th day, after the flames had passed, banjax returned to her post, and saw the ground scorched and all life turned to ash. At that moment, Banjax had a realization. This destruction was not the doing of the void. The aether is deceiving it's creations, and disparaging the void. In that moment, disillusioned with both the void and the aether, Banjax let out a cackle that echoed out through the field, and filled the entire uncanny valley. The void has abandoned its values to wage a war on the aether. Neither side is on the right, and Banjax vowed to never align with either side. But how do you not align with the embodiment of everything and nothing?

You become chaos incarnate.