Post by Darien nó Lothaire (D) on May 29, 2009 0:52:32 GMT -5
Name: Darien nó Lothaire; Priest of Kushiel
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Height: 6’0
Race: D’Angeline (Unknown; Believed to be part Kusheline)
Home Province: L’Agnace
Appearance: Darien is handsome in an almost frightening way. His stark black hair makes his pale ivory skin seem almost luminescent, and frames his angular face with perfection and almost makes him seem younger then he is. His lips a beautifully shaped and seem almost ripe for kissing. Darien’s most striking feature has to be his eyes though, one colour a deep chocolate brown, the other a pale summer blue. For most, when they first set eyes on him, they would swear he was Shahrizai from his colouring. Darien has a lithe and beautiful physique, one that would make a woman weep at the sight of it. He’s muscular in all the right places, lean and toned, with upper arms that rival any soldiers.
History: Born to unknown parents, he was brought to the Night Court when he was barely a year old. It was Eglantine House that he was first reared; to this day he’s unsure why it was that his parents had left him at Eglantine, but never the less that was where he started. By the time Darien had been old enough to ask about whom his parents had been, the old Dowayne and passed leaving the story a mystery. Calandria said that from what she’d remember, his parents had seemed very young and naïve, that they had looked scared when they brought him in. It was her speculation that his eye colouring had made them afraid of him, “simple country folk” she had called them. Never the less Darien was raised in hopes of finding a home at Eglantine. Strangely enough had it not been for his overtly aggressive nature, he most likely would have fit in there. A fluid and graceful dancer and tumbler, he made even some of the girls look clumsy and unbalanced, and all of this by the time he was eight. But before long Calandria noticed something very dark in Darien, his temper wild and out of control, with a tendency to pick on the girls in a very domineering fashion, suitable only for a Mandrake. She called on the Dowayne of Mandrake and soon it was decided that he would make the switch, at nine he went to Mandrake House. At ten he was dedicated and he began his training.
For the most part Darien was a good student, always eager to learn. But some how his temper always seemed to get the better of him and he was often found acting up in class, disregarding the words of his teachers, and more often then not trying to enforce his will on weaker students. He was the quintessential wild child and he began to make many enemies amongst the boys. It didn’t help that he was beautiful to the point of mezmering and many of the older girls took a liking to him immediately. At twelve he was spending time with girls four, five and six years older then he. And it was always girls. Though through the years Darien would come to find enjoyment in being with a man, he has always favoured females.
After one particular incident though Ignace called upon an old friend and former Mandrake to come and observe the boy. Marcus Lothaire was a Priest of Kushiel, a man that had spent many years coming to understand the service of pain and pleasure along with punishment. He was wise beyond his years and for Ignace, he hoped that his old friend would be able to tame the beast as it were. Marcus took an instant liking to Darien, and despite his better nature Darien seemed to fall instep behind the middle aged man. He seemed to have a way about him that calmed Darien and made him more attentive and relaxed. From that day it seemed that the best place for Darien was as an apprentice Acolyte to Marcus. A deal was struck and Darien took Marcus’ last name, taking all his worldly possessions and a short good bye to his class mate, they left the City of Elua to head to the heart of Kushiel himself, his own province.
For many years Darien trained with Marcus, learning what it meant to take the path of a Priest of Kushiel, and soon Darien found peace in himself and learned to love and respect the role he had to play. He found spirituality and freedom under Marcus’ lead, and he found perhaps the thing that he had always craved but never really understood. Marcus became a father to Darien, and Darien loved Marcus as only a son would love his father. But in essence Marcus was his father, he was the one that found him, saved him, and made him whole.
At fifteen Marcus sent Darien to Namarre to study with Marcus’ former lover Viola, a Priestess of Naamah. In Marcus’ opinion Darien needed to learn what it meant to be a proper lover without pain and punishment being included. It was hard for Darien; many of the girls were shy and marveled at his body which had been kept svelte through years of continued dance, tumbling and even some sword work. They swooned and he would fight to not dominate them, to take them and make them his. Despite his training, despite everything he had learned, Darien was a wild young man and sex only brought it out in him. For a year he fought, trying to keep his focus on his studies, learning all he needed to understand Naamah and the ways of love. But in the summer of his 16th year, one of the young bold Acolytes teased and tempted him, enjoying the tormenting, and seduced him into a field so that she might have his virginity. Some of the braver girls had noticed Darien’s lustful stares and there had been a bet between them as to who would ride him first.
He came very close to raping her. In the midst of heavy desire, kissing, petting and such, Darien broke any restraint he had and began to tear her clothes from her, turning her onto her front and pinning her arms behind her. She screamed and screamed and as he was about to take her, he felt a blow to the head. One of the Priests had found them. When he woke he apologized over and over, dropping to his knees to beg forgiveness. Viola knew well enough to know that he had been tempted by the young female acolyte; considering the circumstances Marcus and Viola decided to keep the incident between them and Darien was punished privately in Kusheth. Darien gave himself to Kushiel’s justice and it was Marcus himself that administered the flogging.
Between the ages of sixteen and eighteen Darien learned to control himself more. But after that Darien was very careful about the girls he spent time around. Often torn in two, sex became the weakest part of who he was. In truth Darien is a kind and almost sweet person, likely to help you home should you be lost or carry your things should you need it. But beneath lurks a darkness that only few have seen, made worse by his charming nature, good looks and sexual magnetism. Because of this, Darien often seems like two people. The sweet charming boy and the cruel, vicious sadist. At twenty one he was made a full fledged Priest of Kushiel. For most his life Darien has lived in Kusheth, but for some time he had been yearning to tread the grounds of other places. He traveled to Namarre to find Viola much as she was, the young girl that he had almost rapped gone to Alba to help with the temples there. When he found this out he too traveled to Alba though did not attempt to find the girl. For a year and a half he lived there until finally feeling a pull home. But where to? The City of Elua seemed the only fitting place, so now it is at twenty four that he finds himself coming home.