Erthenia

- Krass? I've heard that name before, - Sith'Al paused for a moment, - isn't that the one to whom that closed Temple is dedicated?

- It is. Some clever fellow decided that, given the tense situation in the country, the authorities would turn a blind eye to something like that. But that didn't happen; the governor immediately ordered it to be shut down. This wealthy cultist bought land and even built a building, but after that incident, no one ever saw him again. - The learned old man stopped to catch his breath and then continued. - King of the Dead, Lord of Death, Immortal... Krass has many names. Long ago, when the kingdom was just being formed, a talented sorcerer moved here from Ishanad. For ten years, he quietly pursued his activities and didn't bother anyone, and then one day he declared that he had conquered death. He and his followers no longer needed sleep, food, or water; they didn't age, but at the same time, they couldn't continue their lineage. As the Lord of Death claimed at the time, he had given people salvation from the endless cycle of suffering in life and the opportunity to build an ideal society. The number of Krass's followers grew rapidly, and eventually, it was decided to eliminate the sorcerer. I think you can guess that it wasn't that easy. He had at his disposal all the magic known to humans and non-humans, and even more that he had invented himself. Behind him stood thousands of followers, who were stronger than ordinary people. But, of course, he could not withstand the power of Illianar, Master Lalena, and their other allies. In particular, one can recall the invaluable role of the Hirano clan from Taos.
When the sorcerer was defeated, however, another problem arose: they couldn't find a way to destroy his body. So they chained him up, placed him in a steel coffin, and threw him into the depths of the Covellia dungeon.