Name · Xaldin ( Dilan )
Gender · Male
Occupation · Number III
Family · None
Appearance · Braided cords of long black hair, distinguished axe-like sideburns, thick pick-axe eyebrows, and hollow electric blue eyes. His build reflects a daunting brick wall, yet holds the agility and power of the wind.
Personality · Regal, contemptuous, haughty, and guileful... Xaldin has an air about him like the whirling torrents. Deceptively passive and transparent; at first glance one would think this man hadn’t a mouth on him.
Yet once open, his entrancing and florid forked-tongue will twist lies into truths, and truths into lies.. Eager to taunt his victims to the point of rage, where all sense in the world is meaningless.
Curious to the feelings those who posses hearts, he drives anger from those around him.. Blustering against them again and again until they’re manipulated forms bend to his tempestuous will..
His well-spoken tone gives way to an upscale class he may have been apart of in the world of hearts. Yet his surly brawn tells a more rugged tale.. True or not.. Xaldin is kept to himself. Remaining aloof to the other Organization members and never bothering to go out of his way for them unless it is the will of the Superior.
Having accepted his fate as a Nobody, the lancer finds contempt in the empty woes his subordinates ache, for their lost hearts.. And often berates them on the foolishness of pretending to feel and empathize.. Though knowing his vague past, one might have called him a hypocrite, for the fury he laid waste when his own heart was deceptively ripped from his own body..
Weapons · Fueling that wrath, he brandishes Six lances ..each over 6 feet in length and made of a strong, but flexible metal. Each ornate blade is sharpened to a razor like quality, to grasp in his gloved hands, or call by his unique elements to suspend weightlessly in the air around him and hover and attack at his will. When manipulated into one single serpentine line; the spears bridal as his ride to soar the winds.. When the Wind of Despair is called the six halberds transform into the figure-head of a daunting dragon’s maw and release the wind keeper’s rage in violent vortex..
Power · True to his name as the Whirlwind Lancer, Xaldin commands the Six Winds of the heavens.. His ability to control raging gusts to the softest of breeze, allows him to summon all the might and wrath the element bestows to him.
Cyclones to maelstroms. Tornados to hurricanes. The speed at which the winds whirl could rip flesh from bone and send even the most looming foes soaring helplessly up into oblivion.
Ruthless in battle, Xaldin will never hesitate on his opponent.. With fluidity to match his strength.. his actions on the field reflect a creature of ultimate ferocity and despair. Quick to strike as he is quick to judge. He sees the world in black, white, and Red..
He takes advantage of the wind in every aspect.. even down to the smells the breeze carries with it. Unlike Number VI, he cannot sense who has died, and who is living.. But scents as musk and blood are brought to him like fine perfume.. welcome.. or not..
When touching the darkness, the spearmen summons to his grasp doorways to the world.. Ripping time and space, the darkness leads him where-ever his mind’s eye is set.. This skill is linked with his strong affinity to the world of darkness and the world that never was.
With this power given to him by his superior, he brings forth lesser Nobodies to his command.. Creatures that are likened to himself.. Dragoons; fierce with their talons and fangs, and ever more savage with their token lances..
Magik · [ Working on it~ ]
Memories · Third of the original Six Organization members, Xaldin, known as Dilan then, worked under Xehanort and Ansem the Wise as a sentinel. Participating in rounds of specimen gatherings, he worked along side Xigbar, then known as Braig, hunting the various wildlife he had once protected.
Memories masked in a veil of vagueness with the loss of his heart, Dilan was one of the sole survivors of ancient Dragoon. Said to be the direct descendants of Bahamut, he relied on his serpentine senses to guide him throughout the world. Noble in heart and spirit, he had a special affinity with the creatures of the forest.. Finding the human species a rather detestable lot. For their weakness and lack of control, Dilan separated himself from humankind as his clan slowly diminished one by one. Though not directly related, his clan of dragoons were closely allied with a far more recognizable name.. The Highwind’s.
Yet having broke off from civilization he could only assume that like his own clan, the Highwind Dragoons were just part of folklore.
Serving a long dead master, Dilan was appointed a guardian of the forests on the western continent and roamed the countryside as a prowler of man and beast who dared to disturb the tranquility of nature set by their ancestor Bahamut.
He was a walking time-capsule, lost in the traditions of the old code, his dress and manner were of noble beings.. Something out of fairytale.. And anyone that had the fortune to see his shadow looming through the brush added these incidents to the legends of the Dragon Keeper..
Said to have hordes of Wind Wings, Flying Spencers, and Blue Dragon as his dracaena allies, the creature who roamed the forests of the western and northern continent was revered as a legendary beast who stalked the night..
Apparently with haughtiness a lone hunter serving his master laughed at the warnings given to him by the folks on the outskirts of Radiant Garden's far-regions, and ventured into the dense forests across the plains.
The Guardian stalked the man as he plucked rare specimen after rare specimen off with his keen sniping abilities.. Till his cross-hair sight landed on a treasured find: a Vlakorados wandered down from the northern continent..
The moment the trigger pulled, he was met with the razor edge of a spear and the steely dragon-skulled head of a looming creature adorned in dark blue dragoon’s armor.
The hunter met his match in a violent duel and found himself wounded at the end of the haunting dragoon’s halberd..
In a swift act of compromising, the hunter confessed the fantastic opportunity his master’s research would bring.. The dragoon had been a man that drifted wherever the six-winds took him.. and curious to the hunter’s offer to show him power, he followed him and became part of the research team.
With his helmet and armor removed, the beast beneath the dragon-skin turned out to be a man with a keen understanding of the heart’s deceptive mannerisms.. And soon became lost in the research of the heart’s vast retaliations.
The moment his own heart had been torn from his body when dabbling with darkness, contempt filled his hollowing eyes and focused to the man who goaded him into this maelstrom of insanity.
Number II. His Senior. He snared him with empty lies and brought him to his fate, so he thought.. This was all his doing.
Soaring anger towards the hunter who cheated him, fueled his Nobody into an existence of nothingness, and Xaldin was born.
With the promise to regain his heart with fealty to Xemnas, Xaldin laid down his spears for him.. And as time passed on, the memories of his past life he had held onto--slowly began to fade as he came to an acceptance of where the wind had taken him..
Kingdom Hearts, the destination set by his Superior.. That was all that mattered now.
[ Original Six ]
I; Xehanort/Xemnas ( Ansem )
II; Xigbar ( Briag )
III; Xaldin ( Dilan )
IV; Vexen ( Even )
V; Lexaeus ( Elaeus )
VI; Zexion ( Ienzo )
[ Neophytes ]
VII; Saïx ( --- )
VIII; Axel ( Lea )
IX; Demyx ( Edmy )
X; Luxord ( --- )
XI; Marluxia ( --- )
XII; Larxene ( --- )
XIII; Roxas ( Sora )
I'm not Xaldin, nor do I own him. He's (c) Square Enix. The gif banner is (c) by RenegadeRaine @ DeviantArt. The second picture is (c) by Barnacle. The icons for the Organization members are (c) by chaoticchicken. The layout for the profile is by thesebullets. The Layout is by braving
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