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|First Name=Ian
 
|First Name=Ian
 
|Full Name=Ian Kennex
 
|Full Name=Ian Kennex
|Social Rank=5
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|Social Rank=4
 
|Fealty=Thrax
 
|Fealty=Thrax
 
|House=Kennex
 
|House=Kennex
 
|Parents=Algernon Kennex, Elvira Kennex
 
|Parents=Algernon Kennex, Elvira Kennex
|Siblings=Aethan Kennex
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|Siblings=Aethan Kennex, Porter Kennex
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|Cousins=Michael Bisland, Lailah Bisland, Ainsley Grayson, Lili Bisland, Sarielle Bisland, Ailys Grayson, Aiden Rubino-zaffria, Lumen Whisper, Gloriel Bisland, Bors Keaton, Aibek Grayson, Anton Kennex, Kaia Malvici, Rayne Bisland, Zion Bisland, Aindre Grayson, Selah Bisland
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|Uncles Aunts=Aleister Kennex, Leona Kennex
 
|Gender=Male
 
|Gender=Male
|Age=20
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|Age=30
 
|Religion=Pantheon
 
|Religion=Pantheon
 
|Vocation=Noble
 
|Vocation=Noble
|Height=5'11"
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|Height=average height
 
|Hair Color=Dark
 
|Hair Color=Dark
 
|Eye Color=Blue
 
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|Description=An overwhelming sense of calm and focus surrounds this dark haired twenty-something man, at once detached and dangerous.  It's there in his drawn and graven features, where pain and determination are carved deep, but especially, it's there in his eyes.  His eyes are a deep, pure, fantastic blue, and his level gaze, when it fixes on someone, is electric.
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|Description=An overwhelming calm and a razor sharp focus surround this man, turning a demeanor that could otherwise be called 'flat' into something detached and dangerous.  Pain and determination are carved deep in his graven features, aging him prematurely, and there's gray sprinkled in his dark hair, but his eyes are serene.  His eyes are a deep, almost impossible shade of electric blue, and his level gaze, when he fixes it on someone, could be a weapon in its own right.
  
He's dressed in somber, simple black that flatters his compact, athletic form; the only thing remarkable about his clothes are the thick leather boots laced tight to the knee.  Someone who cares to look close might notice that the boots are reinforced on the inside with simple metal braces.  There's a cane to go with those braces, and this man who looks to be in the prime of his life nevertheless seems to need it.
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He has the compact, athletic build and powerful upper body of a fighter, and wears, under his clothing, the scars to match.  Someone who cares to look close might notice that his boots are reinforced on the inside with a complex system of diamondplate braces, barely outlined by the thick leather exterior, but enough to be visible.  There's a cane to go with those braces, and this man who looks to have faced a lifetime of violence seems to need it.
|Personality=Ian is level headed and driven, so much so that someone might almost forget that he's a crippleHis calm is almost impossible to rattle, but someone who is watching close might detect the occasional flash of frustration when he's thrown up against his limitations.  Still waters, as they say, run deep.
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|Personality=Ian is at once serene  and driven, ruthlessly efficient to a degree that doesn't always seem humanDuty is what drives him -- duty to his wife, duty to his family and his people, duty to his fealty, duty to the Compact, and duty to the Gods -- and he's tireless in its pursuit.  He doesn't feel as deeply most people do, and this, combined with his drive and uncompromising nature, make it hard for him to connect with people or understand the nuances of social interaction.  In a lot of ways, his social limitations frustrate him more than his physical onesIt's only when he has a weapon in hand that everything snaps into focus and the world makes sense to him; it's no wonder that he only really inhabits his own skin when he goes to war.
|Background=Ian was born the third son of a second son of the Kennex family, far from anything remotely resembling power or responsibility... but nevertheless, he seemed destined for greatness. He was hardy, athletic, and utterly fearless -- all qualities ideal for a son of Thrax -- but he added to that a focus and ruthless drive that was almost inhuman.  As not the heir, not the spare, but just 'there', his education was minimal.  He wasn't interested in books and nobody was interested in making him read them.  Instead, he found his calling at a mere five years old, the first time that he picked up a blade. From that moment on, all of his drive was turned towards honing his skill, making himself into a more efficient weapon and ultimately a better killer.|/|-Ian followed his brothers Aethan and Porter (ten and six years older than him, respectively) out to sea when he was a mere nine years oldThis suited his father just fine; as the third son, his destiny would be to serve as a ship's captain loyal to his brother Aethan, after Aethan inherited.  For the first few years, they did convoy duty, escorting merchant ships and protecting them from attackBecause he was so young, his brothers tried to keep him away from the actual action, but the violence found him when he was thirteen; that was the year he killed a man for the first timeEveryone expected the event to have some kind of devastating impact on the boy, but Ian's calm was unrattled, his focus unshaken.  Even Ian knows his lack of reaction wasn't normal.|/|-The brothers Kennex were tranferred from convoy duty to a small fleet of agile pirate hunter ships when Ian was fifteenBy now, intense Aethan, affable party boy Porter, and calm, driven Ian were building a legend for themselves as an inseparable, unbeatable trioThe Brothers Kennex.   Aethan started to give Ian the command of the occasional prize ship as he approached his seventeenth birthday, and it was understood that a real command wasn't far in the future.|/|-And then his life came crashing down.|/|-He was seventeen years old, and had just been given command of a prize ship they'd taken earlier that day, along with a skeleton crewCaptain and crew set about fixing the damage caused by the battle to take her, at least enough to limp her back to port with the dawning of the next dayBut as darkness closed in that night, so did a powerful storm.  Lashed by wind and thrown about by heaving water, Ian's ship was in danger of sinking if someone didn't get up into the rigging and fix a broken reefing line. There was no time for him to send anyone who would try and fail, and the only person who he knew without a doubt could do the job was himself, so he was the one who went.  With the mast swaying wildly, he managed to repair the line, but on the way down, his grip finally failed him, and he fell.|/|-At first, everyone thought he'd died.  But then they saw him trying to force his broken body to rise.  He was carried below and left alone, struggling for each breath, while the crew tried to keep the storm from taking them.  Everyone expected to find him dead, come the morning.  What they found instead was that Ian was too tenacious to die -- but that maybe he should have.  If he had, he'd have died a hero, instead of being forced to live out his days as half a man, a paralyzed cripple who'd been told he would never walk again. Even his own mother told him that if he'd had any sense at all, he would have died that night.|/|-But Ian's focus, courage, and drive hadn't deserted him.  As he healed, feeling started to come back to his legs -- along with bouts of excruciating pain -- and he pushed himself the way that he always had, determined to walk again.  He rarely saw friends or even family during this time, tended mostly by servantsEven Aethan, wracked with guilt about his little brother's fate, couldn't stand to look at him.  Only Porter remained loyalThe truth was that he made everyone around him uncomfortableHe had been the best of them, and all of that had changed in the span of a moment; he was a living reminder of how much they had to loseAs soon as he was well enough to undertake the journey, his family sent him away to Arx, where he would find "more opportunity".
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|Background=Ian was born the third son of a lesser branch of the family, far from power... but nevertheless, he seemed destined for greatness. He was hardy, athletic, and fearless, and he added to that a focus and ruthless drive that was almost inhuman.  He found his calling at a mere five years old, the first time that he picked up a blade. From that moment on, he turned all of his being towards honing his skill, making himself into a more efficient weapon and, as he got older, a better killer.
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Ian followed his brothers Aethan and Porter to sea when he was nine.  For his first few years, they stayed on relatively safe convoy duty, until it was judged that Ian, at fifteen, was ready for moreHe'd already killed, after all, two years before -- the only one who was worried about him was Aethan, and only because Ian had handled that experience a little too wellWith the youngest of them ready, the Brothers Kennex were transferred to hunting piratesIntense Aethan, affable party boy Porter, and calm, driven Ian were making a name for themselves.  It was with them that Washburn Grayson, soon to be Wash Kennex, learned to sail. Ian was starting to be acknowledged as one of the best swordsmen in the Isles.  Aethan even gave him commands of his own from time to time.  Only prize ships, but a real command was sure to follow.
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And then his life came crashing down.
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He was seventeen.  Aethan had given him command of a prize ship they'd taken earlier that day.  They set off for home together, but Ian's ship, severely damaged, fell behindAs darkness closed in that night, a powerful storm overtook them, and Ian soon realized that unless a broken line high in the rigging was spliced, the ship wouldn't bear the strain of the wind, and would sink... and the only person he was sure could get that line spliced was him.  With the mast swaying wildly, he managed to repair the line, but on the way down, he fell.   At first everyone thought he'd died, and maybe he should have had the sense to do so.  If he had, he would have died a hero, instead of living his days as half a man, a paralyzed cripple.
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But Ian's focus and drive hadn't deserted him.  Feeling started to come back after a little over a year, and he pushed himself the way that he always had, determined to walk again.  It took years, but walk he did, and as soon as he could move around he was sent away to Arx, where he would find "more opportunity"There, his healing continued;  under the tutelage of Duke Harald Grimhall and Duke Arn Telmar, he picked up a weapon again, and after that there was no stopping him.  He led the Grim Fleet home after Duke Grimhall's injury at the battle in the north, and guarded a critical asset during the Pirate War in SetarcoHe'll never again be the warrior he was, but in these desperate times, what he's become will have to do.
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Things are looking up for IanPrince Galen, the Warlord of Thrax, has put him in command of Thrax's special forces.  He's married to Lady Zoey, formerly of Bisland -- a match far better than he had any right to expect -- and has even reunited with Wash, and with his brothersWar looms on the horizon, but Ian is a man more comfortable at war than at peace, and he's ready to fight.
 
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Latest revision as of 10:04, 28 July 2021

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Ian Kennex
Social Rank 4
Fealty Thrax
House Kennex
Gender Male
Age 30
Religion Pantheon
Vocation Noble
Height average height
Hair Color Dark
Eye Color Blue
Skintone Tanned
Family
Parents Algernon Kennex, Elvira Kennex
Siblings Aethan Kennex, Porter Kennex
Uncles/Aunts Aleister Kennex, Leona Kennex
Cousins Michael Bisland, Lailah Bisland, Ainsley Grayson, Lili Bisland, Sarielle Bisland, Ailys Grayson, Aiden Rubino-zaffria, Lumen Whisper, Gloriel Bisland, Bors Keaton, Aibek Grayson, Anton Kennex, Kaia Malvici, Rayne Bisland, Zion Bisland, Aindre Grayson, Selah Bisland
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Description

An overwhelming calm and a razor sharp focus surround this man, turning a demeanor that could otherwise be called 'flat' into something detached and dangerous. Pain and determination are carved deep in his graven features, aging him prematurely, and there's gray sprinkled in his dark hair, but his eyes are serene. His eyes are a deep, almost impossible shade of electric blue, and his level gaze, when he fixes it on someone, could be a weapon in its own right.

He has the compact, athletic build and powerful upper body of a fighter, and wears, under his clothing, the scars to match. Someone who cares to look close might notice that his boots are reinforced on the inside with a complex system of diamondplate braces, barely outlined by the thick leather exterior, but enough to be visible. There's a cane to go with those braces, and this man who looks to have faced a lifetime of violence seems to need it.

Personality

Ian is at once serene and driven, ruthlessly efficient to a degree that doesn't always seem human. Duty is what drives him -- duty to his wife, duty to his family and his people, duty to his fealty, duty to the Compact, and duty to the Gods -- and he's tireless in its pursuit. He doesn't feel as deeply most people do, and this, combined with his drive and uncompromising nature, make it hard for him to connect with people or understand the nuances of social interaction. In a lot of ways, his social limitations frustrate him more than his physical ones. It's only when he has a weapon in hand that everything snaps into focus and the world makes sense to him; it's no wonder that he only really inhabits his own skin when he goes to war.

Background

Ian was born the third son of a lesser branch of the family, far from power... but nevertheless, he seemed destined for greatness. He was hardy, athletic, and fearless, and he added to that a focus and ruthless drive that was almost inhuman. He found his calling at a mere five years old, the first time that he picked up a blade. From that moment on, he turned all of his being towards honing his skill, making himself into a more efficient weapon and, as he got older, a better killer.

Ian followed his brothers Aethan and Porter to sea when he was nine. For his first few years, they stayed on relatively safe convoy duty, until it was judged that Ian, at fifteen, was ready for more. He'd already killed, after all, two years before -- the only one who was worried about him was Aethan, and only because Ian had handled that experience a little too well. With the youngest of them ready, the Brothers Kennex were transferred to hunting pirates. Intense Aethan, affable party boy Porter, and calm, driven Ian were making a name for themselves. It was with them that Washburn Grayson, soon to be Wash Kennex, learned to sail. Ian was starting to be acknowledged as one of the best swordsmen in the Isles. Aethan even gave him commands of his own from time to time. Only prize ships, but a real command was sure to follow.

And then his life came crashing down.

He was seventeen. Aethan had given him command of a prize ship they'd taken earlier that day. They set off for home together, but Ian's ship, severely damaged, fell behind. As darkness closed in that night, a powerful storm overtook them, and Ian soon realized that unless a broken line high in the rigging was spliced, the ship wouldn't bear the strain of the wind, and would sink... and the only person he was sure could get that line spliced was him. With the mast swaying wildly, he managed to repair the line, but on the way down, he fell. At first everyone thought he'd died, and maybe he should have had the sense to do so. If he had, he would have died a hero, instead of living his days as half a man, a paralyzed cripple.

But Ian's focus and drive hadn't deserted him. Feeling started to come back after a little over a year, and he pushed himself the way that he always had, determined to walk again. It took years, but walk he did, and as soon as he could move around he was sent away to Arx, where he would find "more opportunity". There, his healing continued; under the tutelage of Duke Harald Grimhall and Duke Arn Telmar, he picked up a weapon again, and after that there was no stopping him. He led the Grim Fleet home after Duke Grimhall's injury at the battle in the north, and guarded a critical asset during the Pirate War in Setarco. He'll never again be the warrior he was, but in these desperate times, what he's become will have to do.

Things are looking up for Ian. Prince Galen, the Warlord of Thrax, has put him in command of Thrax's special forces. He's married to Lady Zoey, formerly of Bisland -- a match far better than he had any right to expect -- and has even reunited with Wash, and with his brothers. War looms on the horizon, but Ian is a man more comfortable at war than at peace, and he's ready to fight.