Valentyn Mason AppearanceA young human male, Valentyn appears to be roughly in his mid-twenties. He is fair skinned, with hazel eyes and dirty blond hair roughly cut. His stocky build is the result of an easy life prior to his Spark triggering, though the fat of luxury has begun transforming into muscle from all the hardships he has endured.
His clothing is militaristic, consisting of an olive green shirt and trousers, and a green greatcoat the Vlastimir military favors as a uniform. It has been damaged and repaired a multitude of times, and Valentyn has added a bandolier of pouches beneath the coat to hold all the various little trinkets he has wound up collecting over his travels. He also still carries a large hand-and-a-half sword, usually sheathed at his hip.
HistoryBorn to a well-off merchant family, Valentyn always felt somewhat of an outcast. Merchants in Vlastimir were neither serfs nor nobles, falling somewhere in between. They did not rule, they did not ride, and they did not fight. However, they were not beholden to lords and did not work the fields either. Valentyn grew up with few playmates, the children of the nobles looking down at him for his lack of a famous family name, and the children of the serfs being too intimidated by his family's nature - outside the regular societal structure of the homeland.
As a result, Valentyn spent most of his childhood reading, filling his mind with stories. Myth and legends of heroes and monsters long gone from the world. As he grew, he wanted to become like those legends - someone people would praise and seek out, and accept. Upon reaching maturity, he left his home and his lonely childhood behind, and enrolled in the Home Military Guard Academy. It was a school for officers, but due to his background, the more prestigious courses were denied to him. He didn't know how to ride and couldn't afford lessons, so he could not be a Hussar. He had no talent for magic or shooting, and so the path of a Pistoleer was also denied to him. And so he had no choice left but to become an infantry officer - the lowest rank of officer, and generally looked down upon by the other command ranks.
Despite this, he managed to make a few friends, and with that he could endure the pitying looks and sneers of others. Five years passed before he graduated, and was placed in charge of commanding baggage trains - a simple and uncomplicated posting, ideal for new officers. He would have had to serve in that position for several years before being granted command of an infantry unit, but the Luthen invasion occurred before then.
With his friends as the vanguard of the Grand Army, Valentyn found himself in charge of the baggage train tasked with supplying the 3rd Pistoleer Brigade. Though he resented the posting (since it put him directly in contact with the dashing folk heroes of modern Vlastimir whom he could never join), he did his duty. When the army fell to the might of the legion however, he was one of the first to run. He did not get far before the Luthen war-mages began their bombardment of the retreating forces.
He burned, his flesh being stripped off his skeleton. But he did not die. As he was reduced to naught but bone, the world burned away, and a new one took it's place. As a strange new landscape poured in to fill the void that had encompassed him, it brought with it new flesh for him to inhabit. All was agony and hazy dreams then. Of tumbling through humid forests made up of trees he had never seen. Of alarms and panicked voices and blurry figures.
When he awoke, he found himself in a tent, whole and healthy. Lost and confused, he swiftly discovered he had been found by an expedition of explorers charting someplace called the hedron fields. From them he learned he was in someplace called Zendikar. A plane, they called it. A realm of shifting lands, dangerous wilds and explorers. A place that knew nothing of Vlastimir or Luthen. From his descriptions of his homeland, the expedition theorized that Valentyn was a planeswalker - a mage capable of walking between realms at will.
Valentyn laughed in their faces. He was no mage. The expedition's pyromancer argued that merely being able to make it to Zendikar from this Vlastimir place counted. Valentyn then challenged the man to teach him magic in that case. Surely, if he was a mage, he would be able to learn at least the basics? The expedition considered this and a deal was struck - in return for Valentyn's assistance, they would teach him what they could of magic.
[WIP. Roadmap: Zendikar (studying basics of magic, fleeing the Eldrazi), Nicol Bolas (being found and tutelage continued, becoming Bolas' pawn), The Vault (raiding the Infinite Library, Raleris letting him get away with it due to his own machinations), Planechase (battling Amras and Lucius), Innistrad (siding with the humans, supporting the underdog against the larger forces), Commander (utilizing the tactics of Bolas, greater grasp of magic), Theros (siding with Mogis on Bolas' orders), Archenemy (the Draconic Apocalypse comes to Vlastimir)]
PersonalitySince ascending and suddenly gaining the power he has desired for years, Valentyn has nurtured a hunger for more. He eagerly seeks out new ways to improve himself, to make himself stronger, safer, more secure. He justifies this lust for greater power in his mind by dedicating it all to the liberation of his homeland - the Kingdom of Vlastimir. Valentyn views himself as an outcast hero, destined to return home at the head of a grand army, heralded by trumpets and cheers. He views himself driving the Luthen occupiers out of his home with barely having to lift a finger, and being lauded for it, becoming a legend. He sees nothing wrong with paying terrible prices for the power he needs to achieve this, even if they clearly violate the very principles he claims to champion.
He is, in short, a deluded hypocrite. He will fight for the people of Vlastimir, yet cheerfully sacrifice those who remind him of them. He is a champion of liberty, but sees no problem with robbing others of their will. He speaks of scheming and carefully laid plans, but is often reckless and thoughtless in his deed. He wants aid in freeing Vlastimir, yet is loathe to share the spotlight.
MagicDespite having had no magic to call his own before his ascension, Valentyn is a powerful raw talent. He lacks the discipline and experience to fully harness it, but so far his sheer power has managed to carry him through the few confrontations he has had. The young man refuses to fight those he deems stronger than himself, claiming it to be a waste of time and often fleeing or surrendering, depending on the circumstances. Of course, he merely claims that this is all part of a greater plan to develop his skills and contacts.
Valentyn has shown a proficiency in astral projection, conjuring aspects of beings he has encountered or come in contact with during his travels. These summons vary in power, though tend to be taxing to summon, especially during a stressful situation. They also take a great deal of time, since each one needs a precise mix of mana to manifest - mana Valentyn has to call upon from variety of locations he has attuned himself to throughout the multiverse. The further a location is, the longer it takes for that mana to become available for him to use. This does not help matters when most of the creatures he summons are dragons, which require huge amounts of energy to manifest. However, dragons are a clear symbol of strength, and their mythology has enamored Valentyn, and so he continues to use them even when it would be more prudent to focus his efforts on summoning larger amounts of lesser creatures - such a goblins.
To compensate, Valentyn has taken to hunting down various artifacts and spells to aid him in collecting mana whenever he requires it.
As a mage, Valentyn also has a wide variety of spells at his disposal, though his unfamiliarity with his own abilities means he cannot recall all of them with perfect clarity. He "shuffles" through them on a regular basis, but can only ever recall a few dozen at a time. The great potential of his mind remains locked.
StoriesWolves At The Door (Valentyn's first few days in Innistrad)