Sometimes called Lieber or Uther.
Eieber's birthday is on the 5th day of the 11th month. Don't have a year figured out yet.
Eieber is perhaps the most important figure in Course Books history, as he is credited with ending the Mage Wars after their extent of 3700 years. His campaign lasted approximately six years, and ended with the formation of the Alliance.
Speculations of Dragon Heritage
Eieber grew up in Stormreaver Valley in what would later become the city of Arindell. Essentially, he was born and raised in the shadow of the High Mountain Flight. The Atayans living in the valley had some sort of peace with the dragons, though the reason is not known. It has been theorized on numerous occasions that Eieber had some dragon ancestry, as did all the Atayans living in the valley. However, DNA mapping that could detect dragon blood was not perfected until the late Sixth Age, so it remains hypothetical.
Though Eieber is praised in song and story as a larger-than-life hero, whose deeds cannot be measured and whose courage is without equal, the actual man was somewhat less impressive. History remembers him as a great man partially because he wrote much of it, and also because despite the name of 'Golden Age', the early years during which Eieber still lived were extremly turbulent. The legend of Eieber then became an important stabalizing factor, as he still lived and still led the Alliance. He had to be a great man and have an unbelievable reputation, or his word alone could not have stabilized nations.
The truth, however, is that Eieber actually won the Mage Wars by simply fighting dirtier than everyone else. His tactic was simply to find his adversaries' biggest weakness and exploit it as hard and fast as possible.
It is a true testament to propaganda that he is remembered best for his honor.
This is the final verse of an epic written about Eieber:
“Though in his youth he had both strength and praise, in his failing years he had not but praise. With his dying grasp, he took the hand of the one that would follow after him, and placed it upon the sword. There were no more words in this moment, only understanding. As he succumbed to his years and death take him, for the briefest of moments he felt the old strength, and for the briefest of moments his squeezed the hand of the one that would follow after. The end of a life, the beginning of a legacy”.