Ah, yes. Quite the blissful times, when all fall in my wake, at last lout afore true majesty!

As one of nobility (in my head, leastwise), I seek the grandest of pursuits. In my collection shall be a Commander deck of each non-four colour combination. To this end, my journey draws to a nearing conclusion. A peregrination may only bid so long.

Have some lists:

Three-Colour Decks

— The Lands Restored | For the lands and their walkers rules Hazezon Tamar. The sand stirs by the governor's steps, bid by ways of the old.

— The Gyves of Mendacities | For the deceit of the world walks Halfdane. Knowing that no path is binding, knowing that no way cannot be claimed, he exists in pertinancy.

— The Warriors Follow | For the souls undying leads Adun Oakenshield. He rises with all others, upsurging the wynd to victory.

— Tresserhorn’s Awesome Squad of Cool People | For the hearts that could not rule reigns Lord of Tresserhorn. They follow a path that he once led, bringing their path with the fallen.

| For the antiquity that ever fades roosts Treva, the Renewer. Whilst this deck does not yet exist, it shall be all old-borders.

— Idoneity's Deliverance | For the fates that never lapse looms Illuna, Apex of Wishes. She knows that reality can warp to ways unbound, granting a life within a life without.

— Quondam Foes | For the wars ever-roaring grins Alesha, Who Smiles at Death. Though beheld by the hand of another, such strategy fells even the mighty.

— Beseeming Perfection | For the souls that commune hests Tymna and Sidar Kondo. They lead all who believe that life goes on as it shall, no matter the folly which comes.

— The Hiemal Beyond | For the cold that never ceases meanders Jorn, God of Winter  ^Flip. Nival bounds wreak the eternity of the frore, bringing naught but the silent and old.

— The Quiet Never Came | For the lightning which never quiets roars Vadrok, Apex of Thunder. Silent is earnt at storm's end, yet the tempest never rests.

Two-Colour Decks

— Flourishing Benignity | For the bounteous tillage reigns Karametra, God of Harvests. She is regnant over ways immemorial, blowth by her touch and grace by her hand.

— Desolating Threads | For the strands of destiny comes Triad of Fates. They blink and then do it again—and again, and again, and again...

— Consigned to the Graves | For atrophied life from under emerges Gisa and Geralf. They reanimate the rotten, mouldering through masterless gyves.

— Fictitious Grandeur | For the bliss of a day long-lived flies Kaza, Roil Chaser. She twists the arcane and bestrews disaster upon all, mingling with wizards whilst she does.

— Lurid Revival | For the glory of mornings lost rampages Bladewing the Risen. Centuries lost under barrow, rising for a day that shall never come.

— The Big Dog | For the rubs and snuggles lurks Polukranos, Unchained. WHO'S A GOOD DOGS? YOU'RE A GOOD DOGS. Pets furiously.

— Being Gay in the Woods | For none others but themselves roam Halana and Alena, Partners. An arrow pierces prey, a blade rends life, but, between them, all is reformed.

— The Life of Brion | For the reconnecting with his son remains Brion Stoutarm. He is often seen playing catch with tother soldiers. This commonly results in instant death.

— Storm Crow Lord | For the skies and the birbs flies Kangee, Aerie Keeper. She makes peace of allies and pieces of enemies, all by Storm Crow's grace.

— The River Anew | For the rithe that always flows swims Kumena, Tyrant of Orazca. The rocks at river's bottom are caught by the tide evermore.

Single-Colour Decks

— There's Rattling at Life's Cage | For the purity that death offers tethers Yomiji, Who Bars the Way. Life may shackle but death breaks the chains. The spirit decides which is worse.

— The Endless Tapestry | For the orphrey that kythes the erstwhile wards Hakim, Loreweaver. Both mind and dreams are woven into the ages, never extricated and never lost.

— Let the Nightmare Go On.. | For the dreams that taint and benight prowls Chainer, Dementia Master. His stride snares to darkness and his chains unroot the sleeper, finding much beneath harsh veils.

— Kick You Whilst I Dance | For the revelry that descends past dusk cavorts Diaochan, Artful Beauty. All must join the dance, their wiles quelled by wiles.

— Dwellers of the Glade | For the elves amid the verdure serves Eladamri, Lord of Leaves. Elves go elf and elf on the elves, thence resulting in elves.

The Five-Colour Monstrosity

— The Season of Mechanical Harvest | For the silhouettes amid the dawn creeps Reaper King. Watchers of the tilth, toilers of the glade, ruiners of the mindful.

In Conclusion

With twenty-five decks in counting looms two more to be made. Only Bant remains, but it shall be vanquished in cardboard splendour. Enjoy my page and have a good day.