Alexander Dorn Aug 28, 2021 1:55:42 GMT -5
Post by Mr. Moon on Aug 28, 2021 1:55:42 GMT -5
Other Names:– None
Height:– 286 cm
Age:– 51 years
Bounty/Rank:– Seaman Recruit
Total X-Poinz:– 300
+ 300 (Starting Points)
+ 300 (Starting Points)
Used X-Poinz:– 125
Armor (Rank II Technique) - 125 Points
Armor (Rank II Technique) - 125 Points
Alignment:- Lawful Good
Alexander is above all else an idealist for whom the reasons why he is doing things is as important as the final result of his effort. While strict an unforgiving in his prosecution of law and order his reasons for doing so are that he firmly believes that it´s the only way to protect lives of regular people and their common weal. He also has very strong moral code embodying both personal honor and the eternal quest for the truth. Meaning, he wouldn´t be able to tell a lie even if it would have saved someones life. He obeys the laws and enforces it, but in the way that is in line with his personal justice and honor. Meaning, he won´t stay silent when witnessing slavery or excessive violence even if they are carried out in the name of law. On the other hand, he isn´t above killing people in self defense or to enforce the law if it promotes his vision of greater good. However senseless or excessive violence even if allowed by the law are big no for him.
Although bound by his loyalty, sense of honor and stoic behavior, Alexander is far from emotionless robot that some may see in him. Reserved yet utterly terrifying in his anger the Praetorian possess incredible, single minded energy, that allows him to relentlessly pursue any mission he is assigned to. While rarely showing any emotions, when he does, the sheer force of his cold rage is enough to make even experienced warriors shiver in primordial fear. For rage is the emotion he is showing the most frequent as others are usually hidden beneath his stone cold demeanor. This perhaps is the biggest flaw in his character, because although he is the epitome of self control he is also capable of brooding and frequently lets things eat on him, which in turn feeds his anger. Only in combat he truly let go, releasing all that accumulated rage, which makes him into brutally efficient combatant.
Alexander spend most of his long life as a soldier. Not as the staff officer with clean uniform that never saw a fight, but rather front line soldier and later commander for whom war was the everyday reality. This was the environment, that forged him from a hotblooded youngster into steadfast and stoic man that never compromises, nor does he waver in any aspect of his duty. He is disciplined, cautious, loyal and strong willed, the ideal soldier and excellent commander who however is terrible diplomat thanks exactly because of the qualities that made him into good soldier. Reserved to the point of taciturn, unyielding and brutally honest even in situations where more political answer would be more appropriate, that´s hardly combination that would make for a good companion on social event.
Hobbies and Peculiarities
For Alexander there was only war. From the moment he learned to walk, he was prepared for the role of soldier and spend most of his life in it. That however doesn´t mean he didn´t developed any hobbies outside of it. For one, he really enjoy reading, especially books about military history and important historical figures, together with listening to a classic music. The second, more surprising past time of his is gardening, that he picked up during his short retirement and kept as a way of unwinding between assignments. Also as surprising as it may seem, Alexander is a decent dancer who learned the steps of most of the classical dances during the social events he had to attend as a general. Being competent in it however doesn´t mean he enjoys it much.
Alexander is a giant of man with stern, naturally unsmiling face paired with a shot, gray hair and cold steel colored eyes that rarely reflects any emotions. Although his face can somehow reflect the passing years, his body somehow forged to age as it still proudly displaying steel like muscles that most men half of his age could envy him. Of course, being soldier for most of his life left many marks on him as well. His body is basically a collection of scars telling stories about swords and bullets of people who were unlucky enough to meet him in battle.
Outfit and Accessories
Being seaman recruit, Alexander wears the standard issued uniform consisting of black tactical boots, dark blue trousers and white, short sleeved shirt with the Marine emblem on it, missing only the baseball hat outside of formal occasions as he isn´t really great fan of these. Together with his uniform, he also carries around the usual weapons of seamen, simple cutlass, rifle and combat knife that can be fixed to the rifle as simple bayonet. Even outside of active duty his outfit reflects his status as a military personal, consisting of the same heavy duty boots, tactical pants (meaning more pockets than the standard issued ones), dark, short sleeved shirt and leather jacket. As a very practical person, he doesn´t wear any accessories aside from his old military dog tags. And several black bracelets that reminds him of his fallen comrades.
(References only, all rights belongs to the author)
Alexander is walking fortress both in mind and body. Almost as if his sheer bulk wasn´t enough, his body developed thick, hard skin and very dense muscles, that acts like a natural armor, making him incredibly resilient against all forms of physical damage. Coupled with his strong will and resistance to pain these attributes makes him into incredibly tough fighter, that can shrug of minor injuries and fight on with wounds that would kill normal humans on spot.
As someone who was born and spend most of his life on Winter Island, Alexander was born with high resistance to cold and low temperatures both in their natural form and in the form of cold base attacks. Unlike many of his people, Dorn was actively developing this attribute of him, voluntary exposing himself to the harsh climate of his native island so now he can walk in shorts even in temperatures bellow 0°C and when you´ll see him wearing a coat you should probably stay inside.
Master of the Flashcraft, traditional art of his people, Alexander transformed his body into tool of war. Not only is he way large and more resilient than most normal men, but he also heal faster, giving him the recovery rate beyond the limits of regular human. Strange as it may sound, the ability to heal itself makes his body resistant to most, if not all adverse effects of aging. While he isn´t immortal by any stretch of imagination, his body seems to keep the strength and power of his youth despite his advanced age, without any signs of withering
Focus:- “Military Weapons”; “Unarmed Combat”
Description:- In his core, Alexander is soldier, not duelist or martial artist. That´s why when he fights, he fight like a glacier, slowly, methodically wearing his opponents down with consistent attacks. Nothing flashy or stylish, just very precise, well timed basic attacks, until the opponent gets exhausted or overextend themselves, leaving opening. Than he pours all of his strength and rage into that opening, unleashing furious barrage to obliterate his opponent. As for the weapons of his choice he mastered the basics of the most common weapons including pistol, sword and fists, putting them together into his own, unique eclectic fighting style.
Fighting Style:- Armament
Description:- Tensing his muscles, Alexander becomes an immovable mass as hard as iron, able to absorb attacks that would otherwise cause significant damage to his body. For Dorn this is a basic technique, that works as effective defense against solid attacks, though sufficient power or attacks that don´t rely on force alone can overwhelm it.
Fighting Style:- Armament
Description:- Simple sword used by most seaman in melee combat. One-handed hilt with a simple guard and short, broad, slightly curved blade with single edge. There is nothing special about this sword, aside the fact it´s scaled up for his large figure.
Fighting Style:- Armament
Description:- Unlike many regular seaman, Alexander keeps a simple sidearm in the form of regular flintlock pistol with him as he feels that it offers a distinctive advantage over most regular pirates and other opponents he face. There is nothing special about this single shot weapon aside the act it´s scaled up for his large figure.
Fighting Style:- Armament
Description:- Although he isn´t really good marksman when it comes to long range fighting, he still keeps the musket he get from marines with himself, so he can be part of firing squad if needed, or use it as improvised spear with a fixed bayonet. As all of his weapons even his musket is scaled up for his large physique.
Name:- Combat Knife
Description:- Large knife with broad, straight and single edged blade, that serves as both tool and weapon of last resort when everything else fails. By it´s design it can be fixed to the barrel of his musket, to serve as a bayonet during charge and close combat.
Skills and Abilities
Alexander is the master of Flesh Craft, ancient traditional technique of his home island with sinister name that however is nothing more, than a complex system of physical exercises, nutrition and toughening rituals that allows their soldiers to develop large, resilient and physically impressive bodies compared to his own. As a career soldier he also picked up many basic skills including survival skills, first aid, the basics of building entrenchment and fortifications and many other other skills. When serving as a general to his country, he was renowned master of defensive warfare. Not because he would be able to build impenetrable fortresses or because he would be a master of superb strategies, but because of his contagious zeal and steel will, that can transform even the greenest of recruits into hardened soldiers in mater of months if not weeks.
The Ice Plains
Alexander was born on the Ice Plains. Fitting name for a Winter Island located on the first half of the Grand Line, away from all the major routes, that consists of...well endless ice plains and mountain ranges that are hiding small, habitable valleys that are warmed up by a thermal springs. People living there were fighting over them among themselves just as the deadly beasts that were inhabiting the island since time immemorial, leading to development of warrior culture centered around personal honor and stoic approach to the life. Their greatest achievement by far was the Flesh Craft. Unique training regime used by the warriors of different clans that allowed them to develop exceptionally large and resilient bodies when compared to regular humans. Here, Alexander was born as second son to one of the many war-chiefs. Strong and ambitious man with a great vision for the future of his people. To fulfill it, he decided to give both of his sons very different education. While the older one was send aboard to study on good schools to become a great statesman and ruler, Alexander was growing among soldiers of his clan, trained to combat since he was able to walk.
When he was fifteen years old, Alexander participated in his first battle. Small skirmish with neighbor clan. He fought for the first time and for the first time took someone else´s life. Not as a prince or general, but as regular warrior, because his father refused to give him any special treatment claiming, that if his son is supposed to be the greatest general of his people, he had to build himself up from the lowest ranks. Alexander didn´t resent him for this approach, on the contrary, he welcomed it. He was glad for the opportunity to increase his skills and reputation before being entrusted with leadership as he wished for his men to have complete faith in him. With this attitude and his natural aptitude for combat and leadership he grew very quickly in the ranks of his clan, becoming the highest ranking officer of his father´s armies at the age of twenty. This moment marked the end of the first step of his father´s plan as he sent his son in the front of their army against their nearest neighbors. Valley after valley the army led by Alexander defeated all other clans. They however didn´t act like riders or conquerors. They were unifiers. Offering surrender or duel between chosen champions first and upholding the highest standards of martial honor in every battle. And even after that, there were no looting or pillaging. Every territory Dorn conquered he secured before drafting volunteers for his growing army, to strengthen the bond of brotherhood between the clans. Because of that the conquest took many more years than it had to, but in the end, there were no hard feelings, no rebellions, only one nation united under one king.
The Great Crusade
The last war-chief bend his knee. And the warring tribes became a one nation. This however wasn´t enough for The King. For he didn´t wish power for himself, but prosperity for his people. And so he send Dorn´s older brother as ambassador to the World Government to negotiate their joining to this powerful organization. Not as a show of weakness, but to gain approval for the steps that were about to follow. As close to the Ice Plains was one spring and one summer island that weren´t part of the organization. And while not allied state conquering their neighbors could possibly provoke some response from marines, member state bringing more islands under the flag of World Government was completely justified. Especially if part of the deal was promise of growing contribution to the common treasury for every island conquered. No help was given, but no one stood in their way either and so Alexander went to another war as the general of their united army. From the star of the unification war to the end of the Great Crusade, Alexander spend 33 years on the various battlefield. Growing from foot soldier to accomplished warrior and general. His father lived just long enough to see his great dream fulfilled before succumbing to his already very high age. The death of the monarch caused great stir in the freshly forget nation. For while the older brother was the chosen successor most members of the current mobility were the warlords that bend their knee in front of Alexander. His brother was stranger to them. Someone who didn´t understand their customs and way of life. Everyone expected coup. Everyone was ready to raise their weapons to support Dorn and his claim for the throne, but nothing happened. Loyal to his father´s dream to the end. Alexander bend his knee before his brother and swear loyalty to him and the remaining nobles followed, such was their loyalty and respect to him. And what the loyal brother got in exchange? The tile of Praetorian, protector. Fancy title without any responsibility or power. One way ticket from army to retirement.
Alexander tired the retirement think that everyone was recommending him for few years and he did a good job. He found himself small hot spring far away from any large settlement and build his own house and garden there. However, after few years he got bored. The need to do something for his nation. The need to be on the front line again was too strong, too irresistible and so after celebrating his 51th birthday, he disappeared. With nothing than the thing he was wearing at the time, he got a boat and traveled to the nearest Marine base to get himself enlisted. His reasoning was pretty simple, composed of only two parts. First, the war against pirates never ends and second, by fighting the pirates he will protect the coastal villages and cities of his father´s realm from their attacks. The recruiting officers had a good laugh when they noticed the age of the new applicant, but the laughter soon cased and their jaws dropped when this musclebound giant walked in, not only passing every test they gave him, but actually acing it even against men who could be his sons. Picking interest of the higher ups they ran a background check on him and when they confirmed his identity the Headquarters offered him a position of Instructor or Captain when he insisted on being send to the front line. But Alexander refused both, asking to be enlisted with the lowest rank possible as he wanted to build himself up from a scratch just as he done in his father´s army.