Approved Warders Bio for Dorian Grey [Band Stamp]

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Character's name: Dorian Grey

Age: 16

Place of Origin: Ebou Dar, Altara

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: brown

Height: 5â€8

Weight: 160 lbs

 

Physical traits: being lean and the very image of his twin brother Danian,

Dorian has the same olive complexion, but unlike his brother he is blind,

which one only will be aware of when seeing him move though.

 

Brief History:

 

Dorian and his twin brother Danian had been born under considerably bad

circumstances and in retrospect it was a small wonder that both of them

survived infandy.

Being born close kin to a major noble house of Altara, both twin sons of the

Greys had come much too early to enable them to survive under normal

circumstances. Still, although both were rather weak at first, both brothers

managed to survive, although they didn´t so completely without taking harm.

 

Being born right after his brother Danian, Dorian looked perfectly his

reflection, still there was one major difference between them, even if not

recognizable at first sight: while his brother Danian could see, but only

barely use his right hand, Dorian had never been able to use his eyes, being

born blind caused by his premature birth.

 

Yet despite their obvious handicaps, both Dorian and Danian had always had a

strong will to live and were as close as was possible for twins from their

very day of birth.

As Dorian was blind, his brother was his eyes and both of them were never

seen in Ebou Dar on their own. They were so inseperable that they didn´t

just look exactly alike, but often even thought alike, which astonished not

even passers-by but at times even their own parents

As it was then, Dorian was getting along in the world perfectly even without

being able to use his eyes, as he had a constant companion in his brother

whereever he might go.

 

Used to do anything together, it still happened though, that Dorian might

get lost in the crowds of Ebou Dar and it took both him and his brother a

while to find back to each other, moments which Dorian secretly feared the

most, moments when he painfully came aware of the fact that he would be lost

without the help of his brother even though he managed to find his own way

through the world well, even lacking his sight, as he often acted by

instinct and due to nonexistence of his visional sense, Dorian after all had

excellent ears he always could rely on.

 

Growing up side by side, he and Danian learned with each ofther and from

each other, one helping the other where he needed it. As Danian was

right-handed, but barely could use that hand, Dorian often helped him at

tasks like writing, even though Dorian´s own hand-writing was rather awkward

since he didn´t see what he was doing and had to write very carefully as

well.

 

From an early age, both boys were taught their letters and everything young

men of minor Ebou Dari nobility had to know by a private teacher named Carl

Ranoch.

He patiently taught them everything about the different Houses reigning

Altara as well and soon they learned everything about the different

rivalries and quarrels and as Dorian was particularly fascinated by all

those links and political intricacies, he was a very fast learner, picking

up political strategies much faster than his brother did, to who all those

plottings were just one great mystery.

 

Dorian could spent entire days absorbed in having anyone read to him about

the intrigues and anchient feuds of Altaren Houses and despite his

blindness, he was of sharp and witful insight if it came to looking through

noble politcal puzzles and plots and his witty tongue soon not only became

apparent inside his own family, but also when he spoke publicly, not

hindered by his lack of sight at all, since his sight went beyongd mere

superficialities and he soon became rather notorious for his analytical and

highly political mind as he knew everything what was happening between the

separate Houses.

 

Yet belonging to a House of minor nobility also brought its dangers,

especially since both children were commonly regarded as vulnerable,

especially Dorian because of his blindness.

Still with their father being Head of House Grey, they at least had some

protection against open attempt of being assassinated which after all was

common use between Altaran nobles which didn´t even stop before taking the

life of innocent children which both Dorian and Danian had had to experience

at an early age.

 

When they were 14 and somewhat coming of age at least, they barely survived

the firs atttempt on taking their lives and if it hadn´t been for their

menor Carl Ranoch, they both wouldn´t have survived it at all.

As it was though, both had been taught the meaning of political intrigues

the rough way and even Dorian´s sharp mind was of no use against hired

assassins. Thus after that first incident, Carl Ranoch began to teach them

at least some crude ways to defend themselves by handling a sword and though

training had seemed especially difficult for Dorian who wouldn´t be able to

even see his opponent, the young boy still picked up the basic forms

eventually and being able to rely both on his instincts and on his brother,

he soon managed almost as well as Danian did. There was still the fact of

Danian´s disabled right hand though, which made him less strong than Dorian

if it came to hitting or thrusting a blade, but while Dorian was very strong

if it came to that, his brother was very fast and managed to tackle every

opponent by his sheer speed whereas Dorian was considerably slower as he had

to work on instinct.

 

Eventually they grew up and although there were still occasional attempts on

their lives, both brothers seemed to fend them off and escape, even if only

barely on times. Dorian would trust in his strength and Danian was fast

enough to keep his back clear while he stroke. Consequently the experience

of knowing their lives being under constant threat even made them closer

than before, one always guarding the back of the other.

 

Both knew that those hired assassins likely came from their uncle Morin

Grey, who intended to claim the High Seat of House Grey for himself trying

to get rid of both brothers as they were to be their father´s heirs.

As hard their father might try though, he never got hold of Morin´s schemes

and thus the best he could do was to protect his sons as good as possible

against the imminent danger to their lives.

More than once they were close to finally taking hold of their uncle, but

somehow he always found a way to wriggle out of their grasp untill one day,

when both Dorian and Danian where past their sixteeth nameday and they were

both sound asleep.

 

All of a sudden the door to their room nearly was run in by Carl Ranoch who

stood pale and panting in front of them, looking like a hunted animal as he

spoke to them urgently yet obviously struggling to keep his voice as calm

and possible.

 

Yet what he told them next, made Dorian´s heart want to stop and he didn´t

have to see the expression on Danian´s face to know he felt the same.

Carl was just telling them as gently as possible, still unable to keep the

urgency out of his voice, that their father had just been found dead in the

streets, a knife planted in his back as he was returning from a tavern

visit. The knife was clearly marked as originating from their uncle´s House

and furthermore Carl had overheard that a number of assassins already had

been sent out to their house to accomplish the job they had been failing

long since as their tather still had been alive.

With unconcealed urge Carl told both Dorian and Danian who were still too

stunned and shocked to think straight that they would have to leave Altara

immediately and that he already had made arrangements for the two of them to

travel to Tar Valon to the White Tower setting off that very night.

 

Having already gathered some of their belongings and ignoring their protests

and asking about what would happen to their mother and their House, Carl

sent them off, promising he would take care of their mother who would go in

hiding and their House was of minor account now, all they had to do was

survive for now and he had sent a note ahead requesting for them to be

accepted among the Warders in the White Tower.

 

Not even having enough time to think this through even Dorian´s mind

couldn´t think of another solution and thus they found themselves on their

way to the White Tower before they even could say proper farewell to their

mother not knowing if they wold ever see her or their home country again.

 

Having travelled in secrecy and utmost wariness, they finally managed to

arrive at the White Tower and now were about to ask formal permission to be

accepted among the numers of the Warders in training.

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