Praetor Forte XVII D'lanastion

Genesis
Born in the recessive sub-states that border the nation of Quel’thalas, Dimitriaen Kremliaen Sunfyre – known today as Forte Lucaecious Felthian Armadynious D’lanastion XVII – had been the spawn of two rival houses. The overseeing Magistrate of the land at the time, for even a brief reign, if any, before retirement, impregnated Aelysia Skyshatter; known as the second son of a rather impressive Quel’dorei Magister, Vyrythan Sunfyre married her soon after the fornication. Brought into the world nearly thirty score and forty-years ago within the mediocre provinces of the land, Dimitriaen served as the scapegoat of the family; with half-brothers whom had been born of the polygamous elder Sunfyre, Dimitriaen went without protest, abused, brutalized and filled with hatred through his entire childhood into adolescence. Trained through that prolonged time as a Magister, having followed them path of his father, Dimitriaen continued a quiet life; personal tragedies left solely to reform him inwardly.

Hormonal and deadened by his early ‘teenage’ years, he turned to corrupted magic; seeing the consequences and deadly sorrow that followed after, Dimitriaen repressed the abrupt urges to seek relief by such darker images of power. Gamboling upon the name of his own family considering his father’s passing and unknown inheritance that was to be distributed amongst the entire dynasty, Dimitriaen went about with extreme leisure – paying no heed to his sadistic brothers, becoming overly-interested in religious icons and factors before their presence was defined entirely to him whatsoever, Dimitriaen began to present himself as the sole executor of the will of divinity and the figure ‘Belore’. With terribly irony, he began to study the art of holiness and sadomasochism at once; in a re-constructed chamber that was meant for ancient torture and newer tactics, he deliberately selected infamous ‘holy’ punishments. Left in his own dominion, away from the cruel force of his surviving brothers and uncaring mother, Dimitriaen secluded himself. These years would prove fatal to his demeanor and overall personality. It was there that he beat prisoners to death, taking a particular interest in long, drawn-out sessions. Accused with sorcery on multiple accounts due to his experimentation and merciless usage of fel and shadow magic, Dimitriaen became more reclusive and sedated in an orgy of his own mind and self-absorbedness. Never once was he put to trial, his brothers claiming insanity upon his part.

The Golden Ages
The “Golden Ages” by other’s definition came at a later time, nearing his later teenage years, were that in which Dimitriaen was to be married – the proclamation was joyful news to be hearkened by the Sunfyre family’s advisors and greatest combatants. The youngest children of each house were to be married in order to bring together the imperial and steadily-rising Sunfyre dynasty. Deimios Sunfyre, one of Dimitriaen’s half-brothers, would have chosen the bride for him as the eldest male of the household, following his now-deceased father. Deimios would choose Voliania Rominare. Dimitriaen showed no over-exaggeration of happiness, sorrow or remorse for the lost years of childhood during the ceremony in which the engagement was to be finalized. A madman conjured sick, barbaric images that ran through the teenage boy’s head; gore and horrid fantasies that entwined with the standard sexual thrill of adolescence began to overcome the Magister. Irrationally overwhelmed by these sordid renditions of reality, Dimitriaen inevitably was pushed to the limit. On Jun 27th - three days after the celebration of his one-hundred and tenth birthday - five score and twenty-four years ago, Dimitriaen Sunfyre murdered his beloved, Voliania Rominare. Poison was the easiest form of doing so; but in this, to clear his name, Dimitriaen consumed the very same, barely managing through the night with make-shift elixirs to aid him. It would have left him with internal ulcers and blisters that even today bring agony to him. Voliania was one-hundred and two years old at her death, found cold in her bed besides the Magister. To escape accusation, Dimitriaen claimed that he and his fiancé had gone out once within that night, returning only in the late night when Dimitriaen was far too tired to attempt even intercourse upon his love, relying on his brother’s to claim witness. Deimios, detecting the cheat, defended Dimitriaen. Dimitriaen would later kill Deimios employing the same tactic to avoid further suspicion.

Years following the death of the Rominare’s youngest daughter, Dimitriaen offered no sort of mourning process; drawing no gazes from his elders or counterparts in the Magistrate, he continued his work with both icons of divinity and darkness, reveling in his sadism and masochism, altering between the two. He was showing a very narcissistic and hateful side during the end of his adolescence. As his elder brethren began to marry and reproduce, leaving new heirs to the household, Dimitriaen was replaced; insecurity and unrest began to conflict in him, leaving the new adult without capability to properly lead his family’s newer generations. When the rest of his brethren began to pass – most due to mysterious circumstance – Dimitriaen went into a religious psychosis. Spending hours in penance towards figures such as ‘Belore’ – defined by him at an earlier time as the righteousness and will of all holy and that which portrays grace – he developed a minor fracture, and several concussions in the centre plate of his skull. This would provide strain and terrible migraines throughout his life thence after. Dimitriaen later discovered his ignorance after turning to regular Arcane magic, thinking him moronic at the earlier time; he would never uncover those years of repentance and foolishness to another again, even to this day.

The First Exodus
Through the remainder of his life, Dimitriaen began to suffer from severe mental disorders which included schizophrenia, extreme paranoia and other chronic stressors that would typically overwhelmed another. During the ages that would have been equivalent to his mid-thirties, the Scourge invasion began in Quel’thalas. By that time, Dimitriaen had begun a path of swordsmanship; through the trials that came alongside the art, the Magister became adequate in the easier path of the true endeavor. This would prove helpful to him in the later years. As Arthas burned through the High Kingdom on his conquest for eternal glory and power – that which was delivered by the Sunwell, the fount of holy energy used by all Quel’dorei as a source of magic – and the entire landscape was brought to its knees in terms of growth and production of all crops and goods, it was not only the forests that suffered. In the Ghostlands that Dimitriaen had been residence to nearly all of his life, the slaughtering of his birth-mother occurred by the ruthless onslaught. Dimitriaen’s brothers would not fall short, nor would all survive; three out of the six came to after the initial invasion cleared, and even then, those three would flee elsewhere in the world and never again come into contact with their estranged half-brother. Though the art of the Arcane was a very potent source of energy to fuel the High Kingdom’s thirst, the Sunwell could never be replaced; seeking relief from the abrupt hunger that overcame him after the destruction of the fount, Dimitriaen turned to Eversong Woods. He thence began his venture to a shining capitol: the decimated Silvermoon City.

At an age equivalent to his early thirties, Dimitriaen Sunfyre was a very prodigious factor in the safe-keeping of Quel’thalas, primarily considering his trade. In spite of his age, such status prior-to the invasion brought him notable qualities; the art of magic was one that was desperately needed in times such as this, despite other incline to simply abandon the kingdom. Upon his entrance, Dimitriaen was indoctrinated into the D’lanastion household. Claimed nobility, and having authority above several provinces, the monarchy was composed of elite Spellbreakers trained during that time to serve as guardian to Kael’thas Sunstrider and the several other Magistrate that still claimed authority over the regions. Adopted by Forte Lucaecious Felthian Armadyious D’lanastion the sixteenth, descendant of the sons to Tacitus Lucaeyn Templesmith D’lanastion, Dimitriaen immediately took to the name, beginning to employ his own abilities into the art of both magic and swordsmanship – a Spellbreaker’s path.

With the venture into Outland immediate, the D’lanastion family would have readied all of its members; with Counts and Countesses, grand Dukes of the small provinces that had been a part of the Magistrate before and still claimed authority above all else, the nobility was rather lethal – toxic, in a sense that it could never expect anything but extreme irrationally and arrogance from its members. Dawning upon his middle-ages, an estimate of nearly 274 years old, Forte D’lanstion followed his Prince to the unknown land with loyalty driven by new influence. Seeking relief to an undying thirst for magic, he turned to fel-absorption and consuming. It made him violent and unpredictable. The grandeur of the woods post-invasion, the loveliness and radiance of women from the sacred forests were bearing over him; they were a cause to fight for solely greed and thirst, as opposed to truly his people. Immediately dispatched as a “Dawnblade”, Forte was to serve – and did – with virtue and aspiration. Following Kael’thas’ betrayal, the Spellbreaker remained strong; experimenting in the art of Blood Knight tactics, using harsh weapons of piousness, these newly-found abilities would be used as a later time in his life in such a drastic way, such result was unexpected.

During the rise of the Sunwell and heralding of Kil’jaeden, Forte remained at a constant with his demeanor and personality defined as nothing short of nationalistic, xenophobic and cruel, the Spellbreaker moved within the ranks of his Prince’s army. Moving to solely an officer standing without true hold over an entire regiment, he began work on the Isle of Quel’danas against the Shattered Sun Offensive nearly ten years ago. Taken as a prisoner of war by one of the ranking commanders, Forte was to be immediately installed into the Shattered Sun’s reserves – a draft soldier employed against his own people. It was a time that, again, would never be brought to light; in jest, the Shattered Sun deemed him mighty and revered him. This was not to last.

Home at Last
Years following after the defeat of Kael’thas Sunstrider and Kil’jaedan, Illidan, as well, Forte would have returned home to Silvermoon City. Starved of human contact, he began to exploit several members of the nobility. Using his status to have lowly family savaged to death, beaten or tortured, years of untouched hatred and anger erupted. Such things had gone unnoticed for many years. The death toll was never taken. After several brief affairs and even an incestuous relationship with his own adoptive mother, Forte returned to his people, claiming his throne as a ‘Prince’ of the D’lanastion’s provinces. Viciously persecuting his own family members, several members whom were once of the Clergy would remember him as an embodiment of evil. After the disbanding of the Sunfury and Dawnblade regiments, Forte embarked on a campaign of excelled swordsmanship; relentlessly working to achieve piousness and precedence over most Clergy members, Forte D’lanastion joined a regiment of Blood Knights as an Initiate. Wielding the Light in an unjust manner, he rose through the ranks to a finality of Knight-Captain. Disgusting excess by Forte was becoming more and more noted; disorderliness when consuming fel-magic left him unstable and paranoid. After basic enlistment and reserve-term served, Forte would eventually leave the regiment. He still avidly consumes fel-magic today, believing that it preserves his senses, and leaves him pure.

The Rise of the Imperator
After his service to the Thalassian military and pardon from his crimes as a Sunfury and Dawnblade representative and soldier, Forte went on to marry once before his venture to Northrend; after such departure and account of adultery on his part due to his wife’s prolonged absence, he divorced two years later after the formal ceremony’s initial mark on his history. His wife was pregnant with one child at the time, and in a fit of jealous rage brought on by the Templar’s unwillingness to part from his former beloved, Forte kicked the pregnant sin’dorei to death, aborting her child and thus ending her life. Forte went mad with grief; unable to process as to why such sadistic tendencies still loomed in the back of his mind, he turned once more to his noble house, which by that time had taken a considerable decline in numbers. Reusing his father’s title of “Imperator”, Forte went on to imply the private militia of the D’lanastion household to fight for the moral instilled in him by both his own family and is deceased Prince. Now serving as the leader of a vast regiment, supremacy and isolationism alternate between the organisation’s motives; he would break barriers between nobility and military and unite his people.