Dorian Pavus was unplugged from one of the several iterations of Thedas, in the year 9:41 Dragon - a world steeped in dark age-esque magic, mythology, and a sort of swords and sorcery theme widespread. Born as heir apparent to a seat on the Magesterium in the Tevinter Imperium, Dorian was raised in comfortable wealth, given the best education, training and resources that money could afford, advancing him to the position of Altus mage - the upper class rank within a nation ruled by mages. Magic has been something as natural to Dorian as breathing, and since being unplugged, he's experienced considerable difficulty adjusting to the lack of it in the Real World.
The man seems to hardly ever take anything seriously, despite how much he puts into his work. He can most likely be found engaging in or inciting some form or nonsense or another, and heard from entire sectors away, considering the man could make an art of yammering if allowed to go on long enough. Despite shenanigans and more obnoxious personality traits, he is friendly, amiable, and seeks to both understand and master all things unfamiliar to him, making his dedication to his work exceptional.
During his now seven months in Zion, Dorian's committed his time and energy towards making himself of some use, training himself in mechanics and chemical innovation, for the creation of technologies, materials and mixtures to assist in offense, defense and medicine. While he can regularly be found in districts devoted to crafting and trade, Dorian can also be hunted down at the sim stations, probably plugged into something involving magic, dragons and very silky sheets.
▲ ABBREVIATED DOSSIER
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}