Full Name: Javerien-Oldain

Race: Archon (Itziar)

{Mother- Sheba Oldain, Father - questionable}

True Age: 1515

Apparent Age: late 30s/early 40s

Powers & Special Abilities: Archon powers, plus Fire Elemental Control, Telepathy, Summoning {Subordinates, Sword}

Bloodline: Archonic Bloodline - Itziar

Empire: Marakai, Gaul

Title/Rank: Lord of Gaul {5th eldest Itziar}

Portrayal: Gabriel Byrne

Quote: "Come'th now the time of the Itziar. To resist is to die. To adhere is to survive."

About & History:

This 1500 year old Archon was supposedly born of the Itziar King Vikit-Aeon and his primary mate, Sheba Oldain, but this has been unsubstantiated. It is more likely that he was born of the loins of Meltuho-Nyne, whom he serves calling him Uncle as it is well known that Meltuho-Nyne does not claim more than a handful of his children. His birth mother however, was never in question. He is one of the most steadfast in the ways of the Archonic Laws his believed Father brought forth to keep their bloodline pure. Until the beginning slaughter of the Archonic tribes by the Illimar, Javerien was noted in potentially siring more than 300 Itziar children. Whether they all survived was not something he worried of, for the Kings' lineages were the strongest of the Itziar.

He was sent to Earth by his Uncle Meltuho-Nyne before the slayings began against the Itziar some three centuries prior and has seldom made contact with his Uncle. It was only after several decades, their prior ritualistic meeting, that Javerien learned the importance of his mission upon the Earth. Of course he was to gain enough servants to enact a war and take over as much of the earth as possible... But several decades prior to the opening of the Portence between the Marakai and Earth, Javerien learned of his Uncle's hiding at the behest of his slain seer, his father's slain seer. Having been told it was believed that she was slain by the Fallen for her allegiance to the Itziar, Javerien's blood began to boil with the rage of the now smallest tribe of Archons within the Marakai.

His sights turned toward the known Fallen upon the Earthen plane: The Esperanza and the elusive Dinai, his arch-nemesis. Having their movements tracked he ultimately attempted to wipe out the Esperanza one by one, then in a 'final battle' for the Frankish Empire seditionist territory of Gaul. His servants, one by one, would find them and many times poison them with herbal mixtures not seen outside of the Marakai, his contacts being able to bring him the root so loved from the Island plagued with beasts.

Dinai however was another story. He still has not been able to best her and when she does appear, it is generally in watch over a particular lineage, something he had gleaned when she took a female child and brought her to a band of the wandering tribe, gypsies. She had not picked up on his prized imp Kin'mera as she posed as one of their children, and he followed the movements of the tribe for near a decade while having his imp put together scenarios to make the tribe feel the need to rid her from their presence. As the stage was set, Javerien appeared to them as a Lord needing servants and he bought her from them for a mere three goats, two horses and two pair of oxen.

Finding the girl could commune with the spirits, he attempted to use her talents to find a way in to defeat the Esperanza of the Frankish Empire, until she was of age to birth. It was the act of impregnation that alerted the elusive Dinai, but it wasn't until a month after the birth that the girl was made to look as if she had died from complications, being slipped an herb that would make her look as if she were dead, while she was truly only in a comatose state. Dinai hadn't figured out in time that the girl had birthed him a son... something that should not have been allowed. But as she was taken out of the castle to be buried, Dinai followed and it was only after the servants left, Dinai excavated her and took her into hiding, making it look as if the grave had not been disturbed.

If Javerien had not been so busy tending to his son, Mikhail, and his training, he might not have missed what was set into play. And it is only now, near a century and a half later that he is beginning to learn the truth as the link between mother and son through emotions has now begun to blossom.

His orders now are clear: Regain control of the girl, Gain control over the Cossacks and the Franks, set up a secondary path to remove the powerful Roman Empire that has been keeping the mission of Earthen Domination at bay for so long, and prepare for the coming of the next Itziar Lord.