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Member No.: 12
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Character Details
Name: Dorian Dannesk
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Race: Cambion
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Occupation: Pirate, former thief, former student of the Wizarding Academy
Guild: Pirate
Guild Rank: Navigator onboard the Jaffa
Magic Type Shade magic, with a flair for concealment
Magic Ranking Talented
Physical Description: Tall and lean, Dorian has learned to hold his slim body in such a way that he is able to communicates poise and grace. Even so, he is in no way a physically intimidating individual. He has soft and wavy dark brown hair that he wears jaw-length and carefully tucked behind his ears. His cheekbones are high, yet soft, and support bright blue eyes that glitter with a certain intelligence of one taking in, analysing, and absorbing everything that their gaze falls upon. However, Dorian is not an individual that wears his heart upon his sleeve, and as such he is adept at concealing his emotions, making those same bright eyes unfathomable, like two chips of ice. While wide and boisterous smiles are hard to come by, his mouth is often curved into a variety of close-lipped smiles that more often than not do not match his true feelings.
Thin lips conceal teeth that are not terribly crooked, but his bottom row does bear a strong resemblance to a fence gone slightly awry, though for some reason this only seems to enhance his smile. The voice that issues from these lips is smooth like silk, but can cut like little razors at the slightest instance. There is a kind of cold quality to it however that resonates with each deliberate and carefully weighed word. Despite this carefully crafted veneer, Dorian is a man of fervour. When his interest is peaked or he is consumed by some new idea, it is difficult for him to hide his excitement. Broad smiles often take over his face, his eyes light up, and his body language changes considerably from reserved to animate.
As for his clothing, he sticks to light fabrics that are relatively form-fitting and structured so as not weigh him down in a time of need. The son of a silk merchant, Dorian has a passion for well-tailored and well-made clothes. And though he is not overly concerned with his own appearance, he does spend a fair amount of time deciding what to wear as he believes that how you look is a good indicator of how people will perceive you. However, now living his life on the sea, his clothing has suffered a similar fate as his hygiene has.
Mental Description: Pragmatic and adaptable, Dorian takes most things that life throws at him in stride. Not an individual to ruminate and dwell on a problem, he focuses his energy on the solution. After all, nothing of importance was ever accomplished by crying and feeling sorry for yourself. Except for that one time that he got out of that...but that’s a story for another day. He usually tends to react to situations, even ones that shock and surprise him with calm and as usual tries to reason and analyse the problem objectively, this is partly due to his training to NOT PANIC no matter how many things are exploding around him and his knowledge that he is responsible for the lives of others. Currently between religions, Dorian is very much the individualist, in the sense that he sees the world as driven by rational self-interest and considers himself to be loyal – as long as he’s getting something out of a relationship. He’s not much into the idea of any kind of self-sacrifice. He prides himself on his independence and his ability to thrive even in the face of adversity. Achieving his goals even when the deck is stacked against him is probably the thing that makes him the happiest, though on the other hand, this tendency to pursue his goals can lead to digging himself into a hole.
Due to his cultured upbringing, Dorian is polite almost to the point of primness and considers himself to always be courteous, even when his cutting remarks are doing inestimable damage to his opponent’s self-esteem. He has a ready wit and enjoys bantering with others and especially friends. As much as he seems to enjoy the company of others, he is very evasive about himself and when a subject takes an uncomfortable turn he will attempt to shift the conversation away from himself, or as he is often known to do, will make up elaborate stories about himself that cannot possibly be true. Though he is formidable in defensive hand-to-hand, he dislikes physical brawling and prefers instead to use his mind to conquer his opponents.
Despite many positive qualities that would make him an extremely productive member of society, Dorian has (un)fortunately turned his keen mind, talent, and fierce drive to succeed towards “destructive” ends. Ever since he was a child, Dorian has delighted in using his mental faculties to subvert whatever establishment was currently lording over him, be that his mother, his teachers at the Academy, or even the Legion. Dorian has found that his passion lies not in books, teaching, or in wizardry, but in crime. He delights in plans (especially elaborate ones) and the thrill of being a criminal, and has a love of fine and expensive things (even if sometimes he doesn’t know what to do with the things that he plunders). Though poverty and greed were certainly not factors in his turn towards crime, he would probably say that he robbed a bank simply because “it was there.”
Though he could be considered a hedonist, in that pleasure is the only thing worth pursuing, Dorian has a definite split within himself. He does not see the body and the mind as being one whole, and therefore he is often at war with himself. Dorian is a Cambion and though he does not have the sexual appetite of a full-blooded Incubus, true to his nature he has promiscuous tendencies. However, he somehow got it into his head that sex is a lower, animal instinct and thus he fights against his nature constantly though he has given into his passions once in a blue moon – always feeling disappointed in himself when he does succumb to the inevitable.
History: Dorian Dannesk’s mother, Odette, was a beautiful, ambitious, and wealthy silk merchant who inherited the business from her father, and under her watchful eye she ran the thriving business like a dream long after her father’s death. Though Odette was a beautiful woman, she had no interest in marrying and being tied down to some man and relished the power that her status as single and unattached afforded her. However, in her dreams she began to be visited by an unearthly man with eyes like the sea and hair like spun gold. She grew to look forward to the nights when she would dream of him, and so when she happened to catch sight of him in the market place it was like a dream come true, literally. And though she was an intelligent woman, it never even entered her mind that he could be an Incubus and Odette quickly threw caution to the wind.
Odette’s mystery man seemed to evaporate as quickly as he had appeared in her life, leaving her pregnant with his child as she discovered shortly after their brief and passionate affair. Despite her initial misgivings about the prospects of being attached to such a dependent creature as a baby, Odette soon began to look on the bright side and saw her future child as an heir to her fortune and business, almost like an “investment,” and since her mystery man had disappeared, she wouldn’t have to fear splitting her wealth with a husband. Everything would go straight to her little girl. Odette dearly wanted a girl-child, almost like a mini-version of herself to groom into a successful merchant like herself. However, upon delivering her baby boy, the mid-wife pronounced the tiny infant as being still-born. In those brief moments, Odette was heartbroken. What she had initially seen as simply a future investment suddenly became so much more, and she insisted on holding her baby’s lifeless body over the midwife’s objections. As she was cursing the spirits for her sorrows, her baby suddenly grew warm, gave a small cough, and began howling and screaming as though nothing was out of the ordinary. Odette would later say that when she realised that little Dorian was alive was the happiest moment of her life.
The incident of his birth, however, deeply affected the way that Odette raised her son. She always insisted that she had wept over his body once and that she was not about to do so ever again. And thus, she became extremely protective over him, and in her determination to shelter him from the terrors of the world, she carefully screened potential playmates, always monitored what he ate, and was always horrified at the thought of him being dirty. Her concerns seemed warranted though, as her child initially seemed odd; he didn’t sleep as much as other babies and nor did he eat as much though he appeared to be perfectly healthy in all other regards. Dorian seemed to grow out of these habits, however.
Like many parents, Odette also thought that her son was uncommonly good-looking, and this opinion seemed to be vindicated when others would point out his beautiful blue eyes, or his delightful smile, and remark on what a lovely child he was. Odette also ensured that Dorian would be ready, when the time came, to enter into high society and thus brought expensive tutors to teach him everything from etiquette to history and arithmetic. Dorian’s tutors always bubbled to Odette about what a charming and intelligent child she had and all were extremely optimistic that Dorian Dannesk would have a very bright future.
Dorian, on the other hand, didn’t see things quite the way that his mother and his tutors saw them. Sure he had a picture perfect life, but to put it bluntly he found his life “boring.” He didn’t like living in a protective bubble, and thus from a very young age Dorian sought ways to alleviate his boredom – not in a constructive way, mind you, but in a mischievous way. It began innocently enough by taking sweets when he wasn’t supposed to until it progressed to more serious infractions, like pick-pocketing his tutors to petty theft as he grew older. Having come from a pampered and posh lifestyle, Dorian didn’t necessarily “need” any of the things that he stole. It was all about the action of stealing, without being caught of course.
When he was twelve, Dorian was apparently told that he possessed shade magic and was offered a place into the Wizarding Academy on the Isle of Oz. Dorian was thrilled to go, as he was by now desperate for a change of pace and after some discussion (including whining and begging) with his mother, he was granted permission. Dorian found life at the Academy to not be his cup of tea though, as it was restrictive and, considering that he was studying magic, dreadfully dull. He soon returned to his old habits that he had acquired in Algermin Daim, though with more care and tact, along with detentions and punishments. A few months before graduation though, Dorian left the Academy of his own volition.
Though disappointed that her son did not earn anything concrete out of the expensive school, Odette welcomed him back with open arms, expecting that Dorian should now join her in running her business. And he did at first, albeit half-heartedly and without any real interest. And little wonder too, he was spending the majority of his time, planning and then executing heists and robberies, and then always looking for the next mark. Though he had some near catastrophes and was almost apprehended a few times (there was that learning curve at first), Dorian escaped every scenario relatively unscathed, and thanks to a cheap theatre mask, his identity was never known. And it gave him great pleasure to see the WANTED signs around the city with the price on his head growing higher and higher.
Being a woman that knew her son well, Odette could see that he wasn’t fulfilled with the life of a silk merchant and though she chalked it up to his youth, she urged him to find something that would make him happy...and Dorian signed up with a merchant vessel, much to his mother’s disappointment who had wanted to keep her son close to her and fretted over the dangers of sailing on the open ocean. Nevertheless, Dorian set sail aboard the Blue Nose and lived a life at sea. But, after six months when his contract was up, Dorian left the Blue Nose and made his way to the Oasis O’Rum to do what it was he really wanted to do at sea: simple, honest, piracy.
Anything Else Worth Mentioning?
I think I've pretty much got it covered. =3
Do you have a jar of dirt?
Oh that jar of dirt! I threw it overboard...is it very important?
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I guess I’ll turn back ‘round and go and fetch it then...
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