Dah'na Starbreeze Nov 5, 2017 12:50:27 GMT -8
Post by Dah'na Starbreeze on Nov 5, 2017 12:50:27 GMT -8
Silver Note - A silvery longbow that can fold for easy carry. The surface of the bow is etched with several verses of classical music notes, embedded with four different saphires, and decorative motifs of leaves and feathery wings. The bow itself doesn’t have a natural bowstring, but is instead fueled arrows through Dah’na’s special power.
Knight’s Honor - Rapier-like blade as long as a bastardsword. The blade of this weapon is smooth and shined with a mirror-like sheen and seems to reflect light with the slightest movement, even when there doesn’t seem to be any light present.
Dah’na’s eyes shimmer like emeralds in the light of day, gentle and calm like a sunny morning. An even better eye candy is his long luxurious head of gleaming blond hair that falls past his shoulders down to his waist. It is either let down or braided and tied in back. His body is nicely toned; it is easy to stay fit while on the run and charged with protecting his family. While he exercises frequently, he remains lean and fair-skinned because it’s almost entirely cardio. His physical shape reminds many of a runner. His face is the image of beauty; serene and gentle. His eyes are sharp, but his usual soft expression disarms them, effectively creating a permanent look of admiration and appreciation. His clothes are worn loose but not baggy. He feels most comfortable in his school uniform while on campus, though when out he prefers denim, long-sleeve shirts, and hoodies for maximum comfort.
Dah’na is akin to the wind; gentle, still on good days, and raging like a hurricane on the worst ones. He prefers gentleness, but he will never let himself get pushed around. Instead of shying away from a cruel world, he wards it off with warm light. He’s lived a life of seclusion thus far, and he’s all too ready to move forward. His optimal preference is to treat others with respect and dignity. At heart, he’s a nice boy who sees the beauty in life and in others, despite the darkness that lurks in us all. Nice but hardly naïve, he is not unwilling to be dour toward those who have wrong he or his sister. He holds much patience, but he’ll shift his stance if he feels that you’re hazardous to his family, becoming icy and cold. While he doesn’t mean to come off as such, it could be said that his words are excessively fluffy, flirty even. He enjoys to flatter others by pointing out good traits that he sees in a person, but it can easily come off as if he’s hitting on them instead. Optimism is his truest forte; it is his biggest strength but also his worst fault. Chivalry thrives within Dah’na, and he’s truly a blight of positivity.
STRENGTHS & WEAKNESSES
Dah’na is wise and an excellent judge of character.
Dah’na is graceful and swift.
Dah’na is eternally optimistic and always seeks the beauty of the world.
Dah’na is overly selfless. He’s always more concerned for the safety and well-being of others over himself. The type of man who'd give up his last piece of bread if starving for the sake of another so they'd not be hungry in the least.
Dah’na is reckless. He acts decisively, and always with full conviction. He rarely doubts himself even if the path he takes is one doomed to fail. In times of stress he ignores his better senses and instincts for the sake of helping others, throwing out his own self-preservation instincts.
Because Dah’na is such an optimist, he’ll always give more chances than you deserve. He believes in the innate good in people and will grant you his trust lest acted blatantly against. He's the type to say he'd give a person three strikes before he begins to distrust them, but in reality it tends to be closer to five or ten...
Tends to speak in extended monologues. He's poetic and long-winded in his speeches, giving the equivalent of a "good guy's" monologue to a villain in the same way cheesy action/animated series give their villains. Mostly it distracts him from noticing finer details in any given action/activity. IE: "There is beauty in the wind and night, giving cause for me to believe that there cannot be a single mote of goodness in your soul. It is my own belief that there is goodness in each and every soul, even yours. I can almost see it, shining like a star in the darkened night sky; a beacon to guide the road of redemption should you desire deliverance from your past. There is always a future! There is always love!" *Said while villain carefully frees his hands from restraints with enough time to also load a hidden gun or grab a hidden blade for a surprise attack.*
Dah’na is either charming or bitter. There is very little room in between. This is the cause of some social incompatibility. Imagine, if you will, a beautiful prince who speaks poetic words of life's wonders, the feeling of love, and the winds of change blowing... all.. the... time... A man who is completely unable to change his character's tone to almost seem like a cardboard cutout or an anime bishounen hero from a otome game. Otherwise he is simply bitter and angsty, giving more or less the same feeling as he is near-incapable of emphasizing on any realistic level that's socially acceptable. Great in short bursts, but a little overbearing in large doses.
Dah’na is still quite young, even in the standards of mortal man. He was born in the Reikai to a rather standard family; an artistic and loving mother and a strict and combative father. He was a child born with a talent for caring and a steady head on his shoulders, grounded yet able to let his heart take flight. Dah’na spent most of his early years in a mix of accelerated lessons from his father and in play alongside his childhood friend, Isis.
That is until he was six years of age when Isis mysteriously disappeared from her home…the very same home her mother was found dead, along with one of the Demonic Overlords of the Makai. It was surmised that Isis was abducted as her body wasn’t found anywhere. Everybody believed her to be lost, even after a thorough investigation was launched, hundreds of hours were spent trying to locate her, their connection to the dead Overlord, the Overlord’s death and how they breached the Reikai without alerting anybody. The only thing that came to light is that it was by the Overlord’s son, Pangizor, that he was slain. Other than that, it was a mystery to be locked away.
Dah’na had to live on with the understanding that his best friend, Isis, was gone. It left him feeling empty inside, though he could never quite understand why. It ate at him to the point he had to lock those memories and feelings away. He couldn’t continue on knowing there was a hole in his life.
He focused as strongly as he could and put all his energy into the teachings given to him by his father and expressed much of his subconscious anguish through painting. Despite his skill level, everything he painted seemed to be so sad and ugly…almost capable of imparting an unsettling feeling of emptiness in those who looked upon it. It was through one of these paintings he was introduced to a mentor by the name of Tristan Arista.
His mother brought one of these paintings to Tristan’s attention and the studious old man took interest in its empathetic nature. Tristan was something of an expert on the Supernatural, even by Angelic standards, and lived in the fringes of society in the Reikai; something of a hermit. While many angels had their own talent, Dah’na’s being the ability to manifest and alter the state of physical objects, it seemed that Dah’na had more latent potential than originally believed.
He said that the Starbreeze’s child was gifted and this gift should be nurtured. His mother agreed, but his father did not. There was an argument that ended with Tristan putting Dah’na’s father in his place, and resulted in Dah’na being moved out of his home and into Tristan’s. There he was taught be the old sage to better focus on his ability to draw out energy and power through a combination of art and writings…runes, he called them. It was strange for Dah’na, but it kept his mind away from those harsh thoughts of loneliness, and even allowed him to express and vent much of his emptiness through his skill, all the while Tristan also helped him further develop his other ability.
Tristan wasn’t nice, kind, or nurturing in the typical fashion, but in time as six years passed Dah’na began to understand him. Dah’na actually began to understand a lot more about others in general through the growth of his abilities. Tristan routinely sent Dah’na into town for supplies and the like as Dah’na more or less acted the part of an apprentice.
Six long years passed this way. Tristan helped him even forge an identity with his powers, capable of giving Dah’na a mental image of focusing his abilities to better utilize them: a knight. A valiant soldier capable of fighting both at range and melee and defending others. Everything was going fine, and he was nearly able to completely bury and forget that feeling of loneliness that emanated from his core. That is until he spotted a familiar face in the crowd on his way back to Tristan’s home after being sent on an errand: Isis.
He tried to reach her through the crowds of people, but was unable to keep up with her and the boy she was with. Dah’na lost them…but it was the beginning of him re-opening up the investigation that had been closed down years prior. While still young he didn’t need to go through the “proper channels” of information gathering to learn what he needed to act. It was simple informative prodding where he last seen them from the various people who lived there, and furthermore digging for information from lead after lead to finally discover that the boy she was with called himself her brother…
It was confusing, but as the pieces slowly came together, it was certain that the individual must have some sort of familial connection with Isis. It also became clear that he wasn’t a resident of the Reikai…but of the Makai, instead. Further prodding allowed him some shocking information. That boy, her brother…his true name was Pangizor, the Overlord of the Makai, and that he truly believed Isis to be his sibling.
Dah’na wasn’t sure of what to think of this revelation, but he knew what he had to do. He delved into the depths of Reikai’s own underworld and found a means of entering into the Makai. So he did. He turned his back on his family, his district, and a future career in the hierarchy for the sake of seeking out this girl he knew so long ago. It was an easy decision, and one that Tristan didn’t even seem to dismiss or fight him on. He merely set Dah’na on his way with a simple farewell as he left, almost as though he weren’t leaving the plane completely. He knew in his heart of hearts that this was the right thing to do, and so too did it seem that Tristan did as well.
He entered into the Makai and took upon the title of Fallen: an angel who forsaked his kin for the like of the Demons of Makai. It didn’t matter to him, so long as he could reunite with the only friend he had that made him feel free from the bonds of time and structure. When he searched his soul, he found that he loved his parents, but it was Isis that made him feel alive. He wasn’t sure what that meant exactly, but he took it for what it was. It was his way before him, and he chose to fall rather than to stay where he was.
It didn’t take him too horribly long to begin to adjust to the life in the Makai as many of its denizens weren’t nearly as disciplined as himself, instead they were mostly beings of unstable rage and greed. He was able to make his way through the strange world of demons and worked his way to the place Pangizor dwelled, deep within the catacombs. He pushed past many of Pangizor’s underlings in order to finally meet with her…them. While he searched he found that Pangizor never let Isis leave his side.
It was hard, but he convinced the Overlord to let him stay. He’d learned enough of the fledgling Overlord and this demon world to know that the reason Isis was always kept at his side was for her safety. He pushed his point to Pangizor until he finally relented to keeping Dah’na around; it’d be the best option to further keep his sister safe. He’d become her personal guard so Pangizor didn’t need to keep a constant eye on her; he could focus on his tasks as an Overlord more fully.
He was finally happy again. Despite some of the darker shades and even bleak scenes in the deeper reaches of the Makai, Dah’na could truly feel as though he could see things more clearly…in a brighter light. His joy had returned. This continued for a long while, and everything was fine…other than the fact that Isis was a prisoner of a demonic Overlord… It was wrong. Isis had to change from her usual sweet self to better survive the ruthless environment, as did Dah’na. Death meant little so long as it wasn’t Isis to him, but he wouldn’t need to worry about demonic attacks for long. Two years passed.
Dah’na and Isis grew close once again, slowly falling back into their own pace. A pace that clashed quite dramatically with the atmosphere of the catacombs of the Makai. He began to feel and understand his stirrings whenever he was with her, but was quite happy whether or not he was able to profess them as he was always with her. Either way, he knew that they couldn’t stay in the Makai under the shadow of the Overlord…eventually even their good cheer and feelings would eventually numb or warp due to the constant death, betrayal, and violence. Beyond that…Pangizor slowly began to realize the shift in tone between the two over the two years he spent in the Makai. That’s when it all began to crumble. Pangizor grew more protective and even possessive, becoming a divide between the two. It was only when Pangizor’s campaign for supremacy extended to the world of the mortals that it became it’s worst. Pangizor injured Isis, and further attempted to threaten her into complete submission to his will. Dah’na could not stand for that… He wouldn’t stand for it. He would help her escape from the Makai when a rift between the world was opened by Pangizor’s forces, and they would slip into the mortal world.
They chose the most opportune time to do so; when the war between the mortal’s government, the terrorist organization Phoenix got tangled with a conflict between celestials and demons. The chaos was the perfect smokescreen for them to slip by unnoticed by Pangizor until the rift was sealed by the war’s victor, the U.W.F., the mortal world’s enforcers.
Dah’na thought it would end there, but soon after they were captured by that very same entity that sealed the door to the Makai behind them. U.W.F. officials apprehended them originally as refugees of Makai and potential threats, and promptly tried to separate them when they were detained. Dah’na would not allow for this peacefully…not after what he’d been through for the sake of bringing them closer together. He killed many of the U.W.F.’s agents, enough for their leader, Kanja, to step in himself. Incidentally, it was around this same time that Isis’ power was being uncovered.
Kanja had to keep that power at bay, and thus instead of executing Dah’na outright, opted to use him as a bargaining chip to keep Isis under his thumb. One tyrant for another. Dah’na lamented himself for not being strong enough to keep Isis safe, especially in this land of mortals that both the Makai and Reikai tended to treat as lessers. It was clear that despite the prejudice that each world felt towards one another, each was dictated by some form of tyrant that kept all else at bay with some form of force…and it was this very force that seemed to always be taking its toll on the boy. Hope was lost as his status remained at being a bargaining chip for four long years…that is until Phoenix attacked the U.W.F. battleship that was transporting both himself and Isis to the next testing facility, and freed them.
It was at that time he met the mysterious leader of Phoenix…and he could finally see that, unlike in the Makai or Reikai, there were people here who truly stood against their world’s tyranny. With their help, both he and Isis were able to escape to the lands of Maiko Island once more, though this time for a taste of freedom. They enrolled into a specially, government sanctioned and immune school by the name of Seito Institute of Higher Learning. A recently declassified school for supernatural entities made for the sake of reigning in those who were special like themselves and gave them a shot at a better life than they’d have on the outside. They would be able to safely hide them from their prying eyes. Hidden, they lived within the walls of the school for a little over a year.
Though, the leader of Phoenix did strike a deal with them for the opportunity at freedom, he requested that Isis use her powers to multiply Phoenix's strength… Dah’na felt it was the best course of action, given their goals and his disdain for their enemy.
One year has since passed...
ONGOING MAJORS & MINORS
Ongoing Major: Material Composition & Deconstruction
Ongoing Minor: Art (Painting)
[attr="class","fall"]Bedivere (Fate/Grand Order)