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Rastler

Scientific Advisor to King Elysia and the current ruler of Taer Ayen in the King's absence. His vast knowledge is oftentimes more frightening than it is remarkable.

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a character in “Taer Ayen: The End of Days”, as played by forgotten

Description

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Rastler Prior to his infusion with Soreln Blood and Pure Mana Energy.
''It is my intention to build a world no longer dependent on magic. No longer will a select few have a stranglehold over the populace. I will bring the people of Ayenee equality--under the guidance of King Elysia, of course.''--Rastler





A man of remarkable intelligence, his eccentricities are plentiful.





::birthright ::
[first |last] Raest Hurn (Disavowed)
[alias] Rastler Grenadia
[race|subtype] Human | Mana-infused |
[gender] Male
[dob] 9-12
[birthplace] Taer Ayen, Ayenee
[mother |father] Felisin Hurn (Living) | Rael Hurn (Deceased)
[siblings] |Moira Hurn-Eldest Sister (Living)
|Deidrik Hurn-Elder Brother (Living)
|Relena Hurn-Elder Sister (Living)
[comrades]|Elysia Soreln (living)
| Lady Eliana (living)
| Elial (presumed dead)
|Celine Jules (living)
| Cirrus (living)
|Daniella (unknown)
Vincent (living)
[foes]|Hellven Oltz (deceased)
|Molov Tirr (deceased)
[Uncertain]|Corban Saezar (???)

::specs::
[agevisual|factual] Late Twenties-Early Thirties| Twenty-Eight
[hair|eyes|skin] Ebony |Hazel Blue and Green (post infusion) |Pale
[height |weight] 5’11 |168 6'3 | 190 (post infusion)
[classprimary |secondary |tertiary] Alchemist | Scholar | Gadgeteer
[occupationprimary |secondary Scientist | Professor

Personality

Rastler is a very eccentric individual. Depending on his mood he can be amiable and social, or withdrawn and superior. Typically, Rastler does not look down upon others, but still holds himself with the confidence due a man of his station. He is never one to, intentionally, insult someone’s intelligence, although he is known for giving unsolicited lengthy lectures.

Rastler is rarely afraid to inform anyone of his experiments, as he is usually the only one able to complete them. However, when confronted about more personal issues, such as family, Rastler quickly becomes irritated and seeks some form of escape from the conversation.

The idea of friendship is not alien to Rastler, but a man such as Rastler is difficult to bond with. He is obsessive when it comes to his work, often times ignoring his own health in favor of completing his next project.

Despite his intellect, Rastler is naïve to a great deal of the human condition. The idea of betrayal is foreign to him. Although, never quick to anger, Rastler is a force to be reckoned with when enraged. A man possessing Rastler’s intricate knowledge of science and alchemy is no picnic to be around when tempers flare. Despite this, he is a rather poor physical combatant--a glaring flaw he sought to seek through the infusion of King Elysia's cells with his own. While this granted him the physique and durability of a warrior, it did not grant him any combat skills. Thus Rastler still continues to rely on his intellect in almost any situation.

Rastler is, above all else, a loyal citizen of Taer Ayen and seeks only to unify the land of Ayenee.

Equipment

::gear::
Rastler's Gear
Upper Body| Taer Ayen Military Flak Jacket
Hands| Alchemic Gloves
Abdomen| Utility Belt
Lower Body| Trousers
Feet| Combat Boots

::weaponry::
To Come...

::capabilities::

Alchemy
Runic Construction
Science?/Technology?
Arithmeticks
Ultimate/"All Seeing" Eye.

History

::fable::

Childhood and service to Queen Natasha
The details of Rastler Grenadia’s past, prior to serving as King Elysia’s advisor,remain a mystery to many of Ayenee’s populace. It is known that he served as head of R&D prior to serving as Elysia's advisor. It is common knowledge that Elysia is as a brother to Rastler and vice versa.

Under King Elysia
Rastler was appointed Chief Scientific Advisor to King Elysia at a remarkably young age. The youngest member on the council, Rastler found a friendship in the King that had been denied him among his Scientific and Political peers. During his tenure as Advisor to the King, Rastler invented several devices that would forever change the face of Taer Ayen, among these was the Glyde Train, which offered the Kingdom a universal transport system. Rastler proved to be one of Elysia’s most loyal subjects, producing several alchemical weapons for the people of Taer Ayen.

The Kashka Expedition and Subsequent Failure
When a chance to investigate the ruins of the former flying fortress of Kashka arose, Rastler leapt upon it. Venturing into the unknown with a retinue of soldiers and researchers, Rastler set forth to discover the wonders of the City of Kashka in hopes of furthering his research on mana powered devices.

What happened within the city would forever alter the course of Rastler’s life.

While excavating the city, Rastler and his team stumbled upon its core power source and set off a chain reaction that resulted in the destruction of the Ruins and almost all of the Retinue. Rastler and a handful of others survived largely thanks to the knights accompanying them under Elysia’s orders. Elial, a royal guard and traveling companion of Rastler’s sacrificed his life to save the Professor’s. Although it was a textbook failure, Rastler had managed to gather enough information to create a prototype mana sifter that would allow the young professor to harness the energy of the earth itself without the need of magic, or runes.

Recovery, Elysia’s Absence, and Friendship with Eliana
Rastler made a startling recovery from his injuries, only to learn that King Elysia would be venturing on a quest of his own. The King left his lover, Eliana, in charge of the Kingdom. At first, tensions flared between the injured Rastler and the woman, but a crisis within Taer Ayen (known as the Draconian Maleficus incident) forced them to work together. Rastler soon found a temporary friend in Eliana, but, as was true to his nature, he soon withdrew within his lab until the Mana sifter prototype was fully complete, along with a long list of other devices.

With the return of King Elysia and the appearance of, yet another, flying city things seemed to be looking up for the young professor.

Capture and Service to Celine Jules

Realizing that the likelihood of witnessing another creation such as the Kashka was unlikely, Rastler traveled to the Republic of United Western Regions with One in tow. However, upon his arrival there the young scientist was immediately incarcerated after a scuffle ensued between his creation and Celine's elite Violet Sentinels. Realizing that the only way to prevent a war between the RUWR and the Taer Ayen Empire after his mishap, Rastler proposed a bargain with Celine. He would gift her with some of his latest and greatest mana technology if she would agree to never to turn his weapons against his homeland. The result of Rastler's endeavors within the RUWR was the highly destructive mana-bomb. Upon it's first test, the invention blasted a whole in the floating fortress, the Ikusa, sparking a war between the RUWR and the Empire of Tiberia.

Though Rastler did not choose the target, the guilt of the attack would fall to his shoulders. Later as Celine turned his invention against, yet another, enemy, Rastler fled to the Ikusa intent on salvaging his journey with some memorabilia from the still floating Ikusa. A massacre would ensue between Rastler, One, the handful of Violet Sentinels accompanying him and the remaining Tiberians on board. Rastler alchemy in conjunction with One's design proved to be far superior to the Tiberian numbers and weaponry and before long Rastler found himself face to face with another central Core. Although there was no explosion, Rastler exposure to the energies emitted by the Core would react with the latent energy remaining from his voyage to the Kashka. He would awaken en route to the RUWR's medical ward with the news (from One) that strange symbols were etched into his eye.

So begins...

Rastler's Story

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Beneath the ruins of Taer Ayen and the final incarnation of Castle Ayenee, he sat pondering the inevitable.  The effects of entropy were typically slow, time consuming, but  with utmost certainty would come to pass, draining  a society slowly of its lifeblood. Ayenee—and subsequently Taer Ayen, had been too long without it’s King. Without a trueborn heir of Queen Natasha or her son, Elysia Soreln, the nation had collapsed. The duty he had been tasked with had proven too difficult, even for one of his vast intellect and drive.

 

As a boy, he had always believed in the supremacy of the Soreln line, had ever put his faith in his Queen and her son. His love for the royal family had rivaled that of his own and, in truth, he regarded King Elysia as his brother first and his ruler second. How then, could Rastler Grenadia look Elysia in the eyes and tell him he had failed…that his quest for truth and power had resulted in the collapse of an empire? The Realm had once again been thrown into a chaos that Rastler had thought it beyond. Surely, after a generation of structure and order man’s humanity was destined to manifest itself and an era of true and genuine peace would arise? Would it not?

 

Only too late did Rastler realize his foolishness; peace, was not in man’s nature. Peace was a grand idea, but an unattainable one. The last of the Cores that powered the underground city of Laeraz would be non-functional by week’s end and Rastler had no one else to draw on as an energy source.

 

“It is a risky thing,” One said, “I can protect you. This is unnecessary.”

The living suit of armor was poor company, but better than nothing—not that Rastler was the sort of man who required human interaction. It was well known, rather it had been, amongst Taer Ayen’s Council that Elysia’s Chief Advisor was prone to spending weeks in his laboratory on end. 

 

“I have little choice in the matter,” he reminded the golem. “We’ve located the artifact, but I have no idea how it will affect the bonding of your soul. It could very well nullify it entirely and you’ll be useless to me.”

 

His tone was not cruel, simply matter-of-fact.

 

“This artifact,” Rastler began, sliding away from his work desk and raising his hand—the teacher standing before his students “Is older than anything I’ve ever dealt with. It could, indeed, be primordial and in possession of a power that we not only do not understand, but are incapable of controlling. Regardless of this, if it can restore order to Taer Ayen, it is my duty to lay claim to it.”

 

In all truth, it was for the golem’s own good. Rastler’s protectors had a way of meeting an unfortunate end…a fact the good doctor still remained quite curious about. His lithe form contorted as he stretched to claim the serum in it’s vial from his workdesk. Holding it up he marveled at it. The concoction of pure mana, Elysia Soreln’s blood and the Crystallys cells he had discovered was his only chance now. Rastler did not doubt it’s safety, he had used a less potent mixture for all of the KNIGHT candidates and a majority of the soldiers lived with little-to-no side effects.

 

Sharp aristocratic features, complimented by high cheekbones and deep set eyes, softened for a moment as doubt crept in and took hold of him. Raster Grenadia shoved it away.

 

He had no use for doubt.

 

He only had use for power and this was the fastest feasible way to gain it. Unlike so many of the ‘heroes’ who had wandered this Realm, Rastler had ever been a horrendously poor combatant. His life had been spent within libraries and institutions of learning, not upon a battlefield.

 

Taking a firmer grip upon the vial, Rastler rose from his seat and crossed the laboratory to an empty cylindrical chamber composed of steel and glass. Removing his coat and tunic—despite one’s lack of humanity, there was little sense in impropriety—Rastler stepped into the chamber and shut the door.

 

“Wait until I’ve administered the serum, then activate the chamber.” One’s helm tilted in a nod. Removing a hypodermic needle from within his pocket, Rastler removed the protective covering and inserted the tip into the vial’s opening. Drawing out all of the serum, Rastler wasted little time in injecting it. “Now,” he commanded.

 

The room was filled with the hum of mana-powered machinery, the lights flickered off, leaving only the dim glow of the chamber’s gauges.

 

Rastler was dimly aware of someone screaming, he was only partially aware of the ice cold sensation that coursed through his veins, or the feeling of his body contorting and changing. No, what had grabbed Rastler’s attention was the sensation of pure mana being sprayed upon his skin. Each drop felt as though it had been composed of exceedingly potent acid. Rastler refused to reach or comfort his burning flesh, in fear that his skin might slough off. Writhing and screaming, he fought against his instinct to keep his eyes shut and peered at the gauges spinning overhead. The pain would pass, it had to. Rastler’s vision blurred and refocused, blurred and refocused, blurred and refocused.

 

When he could stand the pain no more, Rastler Grenadia reached for the Chamber’s glass door, only to be enveloped in darkness. 

 

Even in death…all I feel is agony.

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Some time ago...
Evening had come and gone, ushering  in the dawn with little in the way of pomp and circumstance. Still the otherworldly light cresting the horizon served as a constant reminder to the professor that no matter the magnitude of his machinations, he was barely an atom within the molecule that was their universe. 

"Still," he whispered softly to himself "Quite the noteworthy speck."

"Hrm?" She asked, lifting her head off his chest. 

"Simple internal musings..." he explained, running his fingertips along the base of her spine. 

"I'd best get going," she said with a soft smile, swinging her legs out of bed and slipping into her skirt."The research division thinks they've gotten a lock on the subject's position."

Drusilla was certainly a sight to behold, but she was not the love of his life. His Daniella had been a creature of beauty to marvel at for hours upon end...but it was pointless to dwell on such thoughts. 

"If Corban Saezar cared a whit about his son in the first place, he'd have stayed in Ayenee."

"He's a Guardian Rastler, his responsibilities--"

"Are of no concern to me. These Guardians of Ayenee, assuming they even reside in this realm anymore, are things of the past. It is my intellect, my will, my love for my King that will insure the survival of the realm."

Buttoning her blouse, Drusilla sighed."I hope you're right, but Ethan misses his mother..."

"And wouldn't know his father even if Corban returned. Cease putting your faith in myths and legends...a new age is upon us."

Straightening her hair, Drusilla nodded her head. "If you say so, Doctor."

When she had gone and he was well and truly alone, Rastler peered out of the window at the riding sun and pondered things. There was nothing some Guardian could handle that he couldn't. 

"I'm the new protector of the realm...and I will insure its safety at all costs."





It wasn't genuine pain so much as a dull ache that had settled into his bones, a soreness that he was certain would fade in time.

Rastler was alive, he was certain of that, but it was with a great deal of reservation that he slowly opened an eyelid to see ONE's helmed head peering over him.

"Are you alright, Dr. Grenadia."

Sitting up, Rastler tested his basic motor functions. Moving his fingers and toes, touching fingertips to his nose, before he rose to his feet. The sight that greeted him almost took him aback.

Rastler recognized himself, his features were present within the face staring back at him, but his lithe and slender form had been replaced with a body befitting a KNIGHT, test subject. 

That was the idea though,wasn't it?

Marveling at his own brilliance for but a moment longer, Rastler grinned at ONE and crossed the room to tug a jacket on.

"Of course the physique of a warrior does not make me one, so you will still be necessary ONE."

The large suit of armor nodded. "Of course."

"Make preparations, we leave to reclaim the relic in the morning."

"It is Morning, Dr. Grenadia." ONE pointed out.

"It is? Oh... Tomorrow morning then. It will be just like old times, an expedition for the glory of Taer Ayen."

"The KNIGHT you requested is being sent up," the golem intoned, peering at a monitor. 

"Ah another success! I was getting rather tired of burning the bodies...Can't stomach the smell of burnt human fat."

"Shall I remain with you?"

Running a hand along his jaw Rastler shook his head. "Go enjoy yourself, make ready for our journey. Tomorrow we save Taer Ayen."

With that the golem dismissed himself and Rastler began pawing through his laboratory gathering vials and parchment, along with numerous other gadgets and nicknacks.