AU History: The product of a dalliance between a wealthy Leithian tradesman and a migrant worker from Westerley, Sion never knew his mother, only her family name: Astal. Kept where his mother was discarded, stripped of her son and returned to Westerley after the harvest, Sion was raised with the knowledge that his life was not his own. Rather, his was an existence meant to further his father's name—a man fueled by ambition, enamored with the value of a son groomed to be an extension of his own will—and make the lives of his trueborn siblings all the more comfortable. From a young age, Sion was subject to both the cruelty and discipline of his overbearing father, though for each and every time he suffered at the hands of the man, he found solace in the arms of his half-siblings, Ravus and Lunafreya.
Though resentful of his father, the way the man mistreated those of lower status, Sion grew up adoring of his elder sister and brother, sharing a close bond with them even after being sent to a military academy. The institution, founded by the Nine, was meant to foster and to mold future leadership for the Company, and Sion, though just twelve years of age, recognized enlistment for the opportunity that it was: a chance to change circumstances. Circumstances, not only for himself, but for all those who had been mistreated because of lesser birthright; people like his mother. If he were able to endure the challenges presented to him at the academy, he would graduate and transition to a position with power enough to help all those in desperate need of aid—to achieve this goal, he would sacrifice anything.
And so, time passed. Sion wrote of his time at the academy to both his half-siblings, falling out of contact only when it became known that he was an excellent candidate for a new, cutting-edge branch of research, and was ordered to partake in an experiment which took as much as it gave: one year's worth of testing and monitoring as he received injections of synthetic DNA, the process painfully slow and arduous as he became something both less and more than human.
Still, he wrote not a word regarding the matter to either Ravus or Lunafreya, learning that in his absence, their father had passed, "a suicide" which had also taken the life of the woman his half-siblings called mother. Even in perfect isolation, Sion wasn't fooled, and held onto the same suspicions both Ravus and Lunafreya so too called their own—their father wasn't a kind man, his trading empire built on the backs of others, the routes valuable and easily claimed by vultures. Though bereft of grief, Sion knew the death of his father to be the result of the Nine's machinations, and found strength, his cause reaffirmed, and his conviction renewed: the Quad could not continue on, not in this way, where the Nine could do as they pleased, caring nothing for the lives of others.
Eventually, Ravus enlisted in the military alongside Sion, though upon Sion's eighteenth birthday, they were parted for a second time—graduating from the academy, Sion took a role as a Company Enforcer stationed is Westerley. Westerley, where his mother might have made a life for herself. Where he was able, Sion spent his days in search of the mother he'd never known, though he swiftly became defined by his work, efficient and indiscriminate in his dealings on the Company's behalf. A compassionate man at heart, Sion buried his feelings, forfeiting his sense of self in order to garner higher ranking within the Company, promotions finding him not only because of his time in the military, but on account of his family name.
His father's name, who he hadn't expected to thank years later, when the man was dead and buried.
The present finds Sion entrenched in Company matters, his most recent promotion landing him the role of administrative director of a number of ground enforcers in Westerley. Now, he bides time as he maintains a balancing act: accruing power and influence within the Company while building ties with the resistance slowly on the rise.
Inventory: His party clothesKing's robes, a gilded broadsword, and a letter, bloodied from combat, carrying the plea of two Westies: We trust you, please help us.
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Though resentful of his father, the way the man mistreated those of lower status, Sion grew up adoring of his elder sister and brother, sharing a close bond with them even after being sent to a military academy. The institution, founded by the Nine, was meant to foster and to mold future leadership for the Company, and Sion, though just twelve years of age, recognized enlistment for the opportunity that it was: a chance to change circumstances. Circumstances, not only for himself, but for all those who had been mistreated because of lesser birthright; people like his mother. If he were able to endure the challenges presented to him at the academy, he would graduate and transition to a position with power enough to help all those in desperate need of aid—to achieve this goal, he would sacrifice anything.
And so, time passed. Sion wrote of his time at the academy to both his half-siblings, falling out of contact only when it became known that he was an excellent candidate for a new, cutting-edge branch of research, and was ordered to partake in an experiment which took as much as it gave: one year's worth of testing and monitoring as he received injections of synthetic DNA, the process painfully slow and arduous as he became something both less and more than human.
Still, he wrote not a word regarding the matter to either Ravus or Lunafreya, learning that in his absence, their father had passed, "a suicide" which had also taken the life of the woman his half-siblings called mother. Even in perfect isolation, Sion wasn't fooled, and held onto the same suspicions both Ravus and Lunafreya so too called their own—their father wasn't a kind man, his trading empire built on the backs of others, the routes valuable and easily claimed by vultures. Though bereft of grief, Sion knew the death of his father to be the result of the Nine's machinations, and found strength, his cause reaffirmed, and his conviction renewed: the Quad could not continue on, not in this way, where the Nine could do as they pleased, caring nothing for the lives of others.
Eventually, Ravus enlisted in the military alongside Sion, though upon Sion's eighteenth birthday, they were parted for a second time—graduating from the academy, Sion took a role as a Company Enforcer stationed is Westerley. Westerley, where his mother might have made a life for herself. Where he was able, Sion spent his days in search of the mother he'd never known, though he swiftly became defined by his work, efficient and indiscriminate in his dealings on the Company's behalf. A compassionate man at heart, Sion buried his feelings, forfeiting his sense of self in order to garner higher ranking within the Company, promotions finding him not only because of his time in the military, but on account of his family name.
His father's name, who he hadn't expected to thank years later, when the man was dead and buried.
The present finds Sion entrenched in Company matters, his most recent promotion landing him the role of administrative director of a number of ground enforcers in Westerley. Now, he bides time as he maintains a balancing act: accruing power and influence within the Company while building ties with the resistance slowly on the rise.
CRAU: Nope!
Original History: @ the LOLH wiki!
Inventory: His
party clothesKing's robes, a gilded broadsword, and a letter, bloodied from combat, carrying the plea of two Westies: We trust you, please help us.Samples: 1/2! And a third, outside of game, if needed!
Miscellaneous Notes: Please let me know if anything (history/powers/ect) needs tweaking! c: