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Basic Info| Name: | Dorian General Van Grants |
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BioPlayer Name: Lu
AIM Screen Name: LuTheDoctor
Character Name: Dorian General Van Grants (Vandesdelca Musto Fende)
Series: Tales of the Abyss
Age: 29
Physical Description: Van has piercing cerulean eyes set in a broad-cheekboned face, his ashen brown hair always pulled back into a thick ponytail, the eternal spikes of it spraying outward in a distinctive plume. His wide brow sports an austere widow's peak and jagged, upswept eyebrows that lend a consistently severe undercurrent to his gaze. A short, trim beard adorns the point of his chin.
Broad-shouldered, straight-backed, and proud, Van carries himself as does a king, his military uniform--the only one of its kind--always pristine. His skin is tanned and his muscles toned from years of work outside; training and preparations have dominated Van's life, and it shows in everything from his form and his stance to his expressions and voice, a deep rumbling baritone quite befitting the commander of the entire military fleet of Aegis.
Personality: Uncompromising and iron-willed, Van encounters problems and solves them in the most efficient and effective way possible, regardless of the cost or the time it would take for the preparations to be moved into place. Though he has a deep-seated loyalty to his homeland and an unshakable love for his family and those others with which he has spent his years, even these allegiances pale when compared with his designs of social renovation.
Van is convinced that humanity has gone sour, and that the machinations of this world in all its forms--from the monarchy and council's underhanded methods to the military's focus on self-advancement--are rotten through and through; even the honest and hardworking citizens are corrupt due to the necessity of engaging the rest of the world through business and society. The very basis of the culture is steeped in malady, and there is no hope for any person socialized in such a world. It is, in a word, unsalvagable, down to the core, and the only resort is to eliminate every last vestige of this culture steeped in rot and to begin anew; for the sake of the future of humanity, Van is willing to sacrifice everything he holds dear, and though he would try to spare those he cares for in any feasible way he could...they are, to his deepest regret, unimportant in the face of his great purge.
Abilities/Strengths/Weaponry: Van is quite skilled with bothstrike and fonic artes the sword and barehanded combat, but his mind is particularly strong greatest asset is really his resolve. Competent combatants are not difficult to find; it is those with the willpower and mettle in the face of competition that succeed. Well educated and eloquent, Van is also rather charismatic and a notable orator.
Weaknesses: Van lacks any substantive personal weaknesses; he is strong and agile, adept and proud, and his only real flaw is his conviction, driving him over the edge of hubris and beyond.
History: Born Vandesdelca Musto Fende, Van spent his childhood aboard the ship Merb, a military training ship on the fringe of the Twili armada. Like the generations of Fendes before him, Van's father was heavily involved in the secretive Order of the White Lotus, and was posted by the Order to the floating Twili nation as a means of maintaining contact with the illusive and enigmatic people most Aegeans considered nothing but a myth, an extinct or even non-existent people of faerie stories and pirate legends.
There, young Vandesdelca grew up isolated from children of his own culture and excluded from the rites and rituals of the Twili culture, and though he had friends amongst the Twili children, spent his entire childhood playing the role of the outsider, always looking on and looking into the ideas and ideals of others. With little else to do, Van took to sword practice, training in the Twili styles of weaponry and hand-to-hand combat as well as his father's Aegean style of fighting. Growing up with the resolve and self-discipline of a soldier, he quickly became laudably adept, mastering many differentartes arts and forms, including the exceptionally difficult and sacred Twili use of precision melody in battle. Sung by those who didn't know the exact execution of the hymns, they were nothing but harmless songs, but when sung by one knowledgeable and well-trained in the art, the hymns had an array of psychological effects that could even produce physiological reactions.
By the time Van was ten, he was already somewhat involved in the Order's affairs; when Van was eleven, his mother gave birth to his younger sister, Mystearica Aura Fende, whom he adored and guarded with a fierce and loyal zeal that earned him the praise of his father and the increased interest of the Order. In general, things went rather well for the family living amongst the Twili; Van liked to use his hymns (stripped of their exceptional capabilities, of course) to sing his young sister to sleep, and the bright young Mystearica, upon whom he bestowed the fond nickname 'Tear', was quick to learn them, though she originally had no grasp on the tactical execution of the melodies.
But the year Van was to turn fifteen, disaster struck the Fendes, and all the Twili of Merb. Aegean pirates attacked the ship, and the Twili leaders of the ship, fearing the pirates would steal their sacred texts and holy scriptures, made the tactical decision to destroy the entire ship. No one was warned; the ship's gunpowder stores were ignited, slaughtering the pirate invaders, Twili military trainees, and Twili civilians who called the ship home, dragging them all down to the bottom of the sea. The siblings barely escaped with their lives; Van's mother died in the original explosion and his father was severely injured ushering his children to a rowboat--he died shortly after helping Van row them away from the sinking ship and melee onboard. Van did the practical thing and set his father's body into the water, knowing the row to shore would be long and the dead weight would only hamper him and his young sister. As he watched the body sink into the depths of the choppy ocean, Van found himself wondering what sort of monsters human beings were anyway.
After reaching the shore, Van petitioned the Order of the White Lotus for help, and he was directed to his closest living relative, his grandfather, whom he had never met before the day he showed up on his doorstep, a three-year-old Mysterica in hand. There he lived for the next three years, becoming more heavily involved in the Order and receiving the title of Oracle Knight, a special title within the Order reserved for those adept enough at combat to be trusted with its protection.
Van reached the age of seventeen and joined the Aegean military, leaving his six-year-old sister to the care of his esteemed grandfather. Through the course of twelve short years, he climbed the ranks and became the Dorian General himself, commander of the entirety of the royal forces of Aegis. At the same time, he was promoted through the ranks of the secret Oracle Knights and became their Commadant, supreme leader of the Order's private force. A thrilling success in both his public life in Aegis and his secret life within the Order, Van is renowned and revered throughout the nation...though no one, with the exception of maybe his sister, with whom he would talk late into the night about the futility of life, knows of his disgust with humanity as a whole.
magna culpa nostra
our great mistake
poena danda a nobis
the suffering to which we have borne witness
usque ad finem dierum erit
let it continue through the end of days
ad finem temporum
and to the end of time
AIM Screen Name: LuTheDoctor
Character Name: Dorian General Van Grants (Vandesdelca Musto Fende)
Series: Tales of the Abyss
Age: 29
Physical Description: Van has piercing cerulean eyes set in a broad-cheekboned face, his ashen brown hair always pulled back into a thick ponytail, the eternal spikes of it spraying outward in a distinctive plume. His wide brow sports an austere widow's peak and jagged, upswept eyebrows that lend a consistently severe undercurrent to his gaze. A short, trim beard adorns the point of his chin.
Broad-shouldered, straight-backed, and proud, Van carries himself as does a king, his military uniform--the only one of its kind--always pristine. His skin is tanned and his muscles toned from years of work outside; training and preparations have dominated Van's life, and it shows in everything from his form and his stance to his expressions and voice, a deep rumbling baritone quite befitting the commander of the entire military fleet of Aegis.
Personality: Uncompromising and iron-willed, Van encounters problems and solves them in the most efficient and effective way possible, regardless of the cost or the time it would take for the preparations to be moved into place. Though he has a deep-seated loyalty to his homeland and an unshakable love for his family and those others with which he has spent his years, even these allegiances pale when compared with his designs of social renovation.
Van is convinced that humanity has gone sour, and that the machinations of this world in all its forms--from the monarchy and council's underhanded methods to the military's focus on self-advancement--are rotten through and through; even the honest and hardworking citizens are corrupt due to the necessity of engaging the rest of the world through business and society. The very basis of the culture is steeped in malady, and there is no hope for any person socialized in such a world. It is, in a word, unsalvagable, down to the core, and the only resort is to eliminate every last vestige of this culture steeped in rot and to begin anew; for the sake of the future of humanity, Van is willing to sacrifice everything he holds dear, and though he would try to spare those he cares for in any feasible way he could...they are, to his deepest regret, unimportant in the face of his great purge.
Abilities/Strengths/Weaponry: Van is quite skilled with both
Weaknesses: Van lacks any substantive personal weaknesses; he is strong and agile, adept and proud, and his only real flaw is his conviction, driving him over the edge of hubris and beyond.
History: Born Vandesdelca Musto Fende, Van spent his childhood aboard the ship Merb, a military training ship on the fringe of the Twili armada. Like the generations of Fendes before him, Van's father was heavily involved in the secretive Order of the White Lotus, and was posted by the Order to the floating Twili nation as a means of maintaining contact with the illusive and enigmatic people most Aegeans considered nothing but a myth, an extinct or even non-existent people of faerie stories and pirate legends.
There, young Vandesdelca grew up isolated from children of his own culture and excluded from the rites and rituals of the Twili culture, and though he had friends amongst the Twili children, spent his entire childhood playing the role of the outsider, always looking on and looking into the ideas and ideals of others. With little else to do, Van took to sword practice, training in the Twili styles of weaponry and hand-to-hand combat as well as his father's Aegean style of fighting. Growing up with the resolve and self-discipline of a soldier, he quickly became laudably adept, mastering many different
By the time Van was ten, he was already somewhat involved in the Order's affairs; when Van was eleven, his mother gave birth to his younger sister, Mystearica Aura Fende, whom he adored and guarded with a fierce and loyal zeal that earned him the praise of his father and the increased interest of the Order. In general, things went rather well for the family living amongst the Twili; Van liked to use his hymns (stripped of their exceptional capabilities, of course) to sing his young sister to sleep, and the bright young Mystearica, upon whom he bestowed the fond nickname 'Tear', was quick to learn them, though she originally had no grasp on the tactical execution of the melodies.
But the year Van was to turn fifteen, disaster struck the Fendes, and all the Twili of Merb. Aegean pirates attacked the ship, and the Twili leaders of the ship, fearing the pirates would steal their sacred texts and holy scriptures, made the tactical decision to destroy the entire ship. No one was warned; the ship's gunpowder stores were ignited, slaughtering the pirate invaders, Twili military trainees, and Twili civilians who called the ship home, dragging them all down to the bottom of the sea. The siblings barely escaped with their lives; Van's mother died in the original explosion and his father was severely injured ushering his children to a rowboat--he died shortly after helping Van row them away from the sinking ship and melee onboard. Van did the practical thing and set his father's body into the water, knowing the row to shore would be long and the dead weight would only hamper him and his young sister. As he watched the body sink into the depths of the choppy ocean, Van found himself wondering what sort of monsters human beings were anyway.
After reaching the shore, Van petitioned the Order of the White Lotus for help, and he was directed to his closest living relative, his grandfather, whom he had never met before the day he showed up on his doorstep, a three-year-old Mysterica in hand. There he lived for the next three years, becoming more heavily involved in the Order and receiving the title of Oracle Knight, a special title within the Order reserved for those adept enough at combat to be trusted with its protection.
Van reached the age of seventeen and joined the Aegean military, leaving his six-year-old sister to the care of his esteemed grandfather. Through the course of twelve short years, he climbed the ranks and became the Dorian General himself, commander of the entirety of the royal forces of Aegis. At the same time, he was promoted through the ranks of the secret Oracle Knights and became their Commadant, supreme leader of the Order's private force. A thrilling success in both his public life in Aegis and his secret life within the Order, Van is renowned and revered throughout the nation...though no one, with the exception of maybe his sister, with whom he would talk late into the night about the futility of life, knows of his disgust with humanity as a whole.
our great mistake
poena danda a nobis
the suffering to which we have borne witness
usque ad finem dierum erit
let it continue through the end of days
ad finem temporum
and to the end of time
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