Bio - Sivon

by ~Phifty

Proconsul Sivon

Affiliation: [2nd] Antarean Space Empire (ASE) Ministry of Vox Dei (MVD)

Age: 44

Sivon, the latest addition to a family of Antarean Intelligence agents, was born on Antares Alpha at a very inconvenient time. The Old Antarean Empire had fallen to the ULP decades earlier and the Deus Facilitators of the MVD, the most hated agents of the old guard, had, at the time of it's destruction, been scattered to the winds as the rabble-rousers began to take their tight knit ULP allied groups and turn them into the beginnings of the [2nd] Antarean Federation. Sivon's grandfather [name classified] was forced, without any legal identity or means of support, into the streets. There he became nothing more then a petty crook with dreams of an old Empire. Sivon's father [name classified] continued in this vein, still harboring the hope of a return of the Empire passed down to him. When he discovered that Sivon was to be born he gave the mother [name unknown] a stringent command. The name: Sivon's father was explicit on the fact that his son should be named in accordance with the old Second Exodus naming conventions. Besides this being an expression of loyalty to the now gone Empire it would also protect Sivon from his father's enemies within the new government (and his past as a gangster on the street). It also solved the problems of the father's lack of identification. What (if any) further actions he might have taken upon the birth of Sivon are unknown. Only weeks before birth, Sivon's father, his family, and the gang in which he was involved, were captured by a vigilante police force, ironically filling the role left open by the absence of the MVD. Sivon was born (estimated year - 939 AE) and named within a jail cell. Due to the state of disarray the Antarean systems had been left in after the Unification War, the system had no provision for such children. Bounced through a series of unwilling foster parents (only coerced into taking foster children with the promise of penal system money) for an unknown series of years, at a young age he escaped from a (assumingly abusive) foster family into the streets. He spent until the age of 14 as the equivalent of a street urchin, lost between the cracks of the newly developed laws of the AF. At 14 he signed aboard a space freighter bound to Holycross. There, in the Kingdom of Mournecreek, he saw the opportunity to participate in the open-for-all military training that Holycross provided. He falsified his records and entered their training program, advancing to Elite Tactical/Special Ops training level 5 (the highest possible level) in a record three years. Upon completion of the program he used the skills that he had learned to remove himself from all official records of the Holycross Prime Free Military Academy and he then stole a level 12 Personal Transport/Fightercraft straight from Holycross's sacred military bays. Sivon became a fugitive when the Kingdom put a bounty on his head. Running from the combined fury of the ULP and Mournecreek Internal Security, Sivon made his way back into Antarean Federation space. For a year, while he carefully and slowly made his may back towards Antares, he made contacts with various rebellious elements within both the Antarean Federation and the United League of Planets. In the process of making his way to meet up with a hyperspace vessel that would take his ship through a jump, Sivon stumbled across a huge ULP convoy. The USN Commander of the lead ship hailed Sivon, giving him an opportunity to give up. Knowing that he could not escape and sure that he would never survive a Mournecreek prison, Sivon made as if he was going to dock with the ship to surrender. However at the last moment he fired his weapons directly into the ship's bay, disabling it. He turned his ship towards the bridge of the USN lead vessel and fired directly at it, damaging the bridge and killing the captain. Little did Sivon know, the convoy was escorting the newly elected Senator Thomas Bellmont to the ULP senate. Intrigued, Bellmont stopped the new commander of his convoy from destroying Sivon's ship at the last moment and ordered for him to be captured. With the entire convoy now mobilized against him Sivon was captured in short order. When the Senator went to interview the strange 18 year old Sivon, Thomas Bellmont was surprised to discover him filled with anti-ULP sentiment. Bellmont was, unknown to many, an opponent of the ULP government himself. Interviewing the young man, Bellmont discovered Sivon's extensive training, skills, and connections. However, he realized that Sivon was inexperienced in dealing with members of the higher echelons of society. Bellmont took Sivon into his confidence, telling him of project Black Widow and convincing Sivon to help. Bellmont then took Sivon on as a personal assistant, giving him a more extensive education as well as training. For two years Sivon saw both the upper crust and underside of both ULP and AF politics. Then, to test Sivon's skill, Bellmont sent him on various special ops missions over the course of six months. Seeing him to be eminently suitable, Bellmont tasked Sivon on his Bellmont's pet project: The Crusader's of Ios. Though he was funneling the group money, Bellmont was not pleased with the level of activity and resistance from the leaders of the Crusaders. Sivon was to insure that the Crusaders fall more in line with Black Widow. To do so, Bellmont explained that Sivon needed to find the long exiled Antony Roderis and put him into power as First Sword. Sivon put Roderis in power and through him manipulated the Crusaders to cause chaos. Sivon remained deep undercover from 960 A.E. through to 969 A.E. when the AF withdrew all contacts and cuts all communication with Roderis and the Crusaders, Sivon was the last to leave, taking with him the valuable information that would lead to the destruction of the Crusaders over the following two years at the end of which he presided over the destruction of the Holy Liberator fleet and the supposed death of Antony Roderis.

Sivon was then sent out by Bellmont to use his connections within the underworld and turn more people against the ULP, laying the political power base that the AF would need if it is to succeed in a political move against the ULP. It was during this time that Sivon came across the rumors of a surviving royal family. At first dismissed them at mere heresy, only useful in that he could use it to recruit more to his cause. However, further investigation made Sivon rethink his original opinions. In 973 A.E. He made contact with a member of the Custodia and, after proving himself, he was sent to the core Custodia base where he met (and was quite impressed with) the future Emperor, Marius Lucan Andromedeus XVI. Sivon spent most of a year at the Custodia's base, where he was able to access the Custodia's records and research the old MVD's methods, tactics, and role. When Marius made his plan to escape to the AF Naval Academy he told Sivon who, while having nothing to do with the escape, was the one to sponsor Kera Setorian and Marius's entry to the academy. Sivon then left the Custodia's base, only a few months following the departure of the Emperor. He left, filled with the surety that he must help establish a new Empire He kept in contact with both the Custodia and Marius from that point onward.

In mid 975 A.E. Sivon discovered that Roderis had escaped the destruction of the Hoy Liberator fleet and has a small group of followers. Sivon, with the help of AF Special Ops, orchestrated the Crowning Day Massacre, creating most of the tactical planning and personally ferrying Roderis to the Ixon base. He stayed on site through the conflagration to ensure that, this time, Roderis was really dead. Afterwards he returned to the side of Thomas Bellmont. From this point onward he put Bellmont's ideas into motion with the duel purposes of furthering Back Widow and preparing the galaxy for a new Antarean Empire. After Marius unmasked himself, Sivon worked with Kera Setorian to insure the Emperor's power base, involving himself in various highly effective and highly classified missions. After Marius was officially crowned he offered Sivon the Praetor position next to Setorian's, but Sivon respectfully refused, instead asking to recreate the Ministry of Vox Dei with him as it's head, a Proconsul of high power and a member of the Emperor's council. One of his first orders in that position was to commission his personal custom designed ship [classified configuration] whose name is rumored to be the Javert. It was the beginning of what would become the MVD's private fleet.

Sivon's role and influence within the government and among the people is shadowy, his face is rarely seen, though his hand is felt in many things. He runs the MVD with an iron and inflexible fist. It is known that the Emperor trusts him above all except Setorian and as such his influence is unparalleled. Sivon is a law into himself, the MVD, under his direction, is the most powerful organization within the entire Empire and its only check is the Emperor himself, who considers Sivon his right hand and friend. With the entire MVD at his back and the approval of the Emperor, Sivon could influence the events of the galaxy with a frightening precision, and most likely does.

Physical Description:

Two Bio Portraits

1. Picture one is a snapshot that was obviously taken in less then optimal conditions. The edges of the picture are blurred, but the photographer managed to get Sivon and the area immediately around him in crisp focus. To his right, slightly out of focus, is a well manicured male hand with scale armor going from just above the wrist to the edge of the photo and at the very edge of the visible arm is a green cuff and a bit of purple, making the edge of a robe. The hand rests on a golden throne of which only a single golden corner and a single, large, valuable looking gem is visible. Behind and in font of him are wildly cheering crowds facing the person in the chair. The platform itself seems like a grand construct of wood and shining stainless steel layering on top of each other but in this picture, which must have been taken very close to the front, it can be seen that it is more of a hurried affair then it seemed. Behind Sivon the cheering crowds can be seen face on, their hands alternatively up in the air, applauding, or to their mouths as they hoot their appreciation. Above them all, its top just below the upper left edge of the picture, bisected by the side of the picture is a huge holo-screen, on stilts to get it above the crowd, so that it can be seen from afar. The screen projects a view of the Emperor (cut down the center, like the screens), a handsome young man with blond hair and intelligent black eyes, as the crown is coming down on his head. Sivon himself is standing at strict, rigid, military attention, hands clasped behind his back. He is older then the Emperor by about 18 years. He is wearing a one-piece black garment with a single utility pocket on his right leg. The suit is undecorated except for a silver line that runs from his left shoulder to the center of his chest and back to the left shoulder. He has an embossed gold Scale of Justice with a dagger as the center pole placed on the right side of his chest, just below the silver line. Sivon’s eyes are faded green, almost to the point of grayness and are staring steadily into the crowd, somewhere over the shoulder of the photographer. His hair is black and short. All in all, the picture portrays that of an attentive and loyal public servant with an undercurrent of great attentiveness and some tenseness. His posture is at attention, but the very tightness of that posture shows a need to control the situation around him and his eyes are almost hawk-like in their intensity. His face, though just above the photograph’s center, is the focus of attention. It’s both rigidly tentative and fiercely independent. While his perfect physical condition and distant stare make Sivon seem as if he is posing for a Antarean recruitment poster, the plain black body suit sets him apart. His most noticeable feature is the scar down his face’s left side, running from just above and to the (outside) side of his eye down to the middle of his slim cheek.

2. Picture two is an action shot in the field, at least it seems that way. The entire shot is dark and slightly blurred, there is some smoke rising up from the floor and that combined with the smallest bit of ambient light allows the viewer to make out the dimmest outline of a black greatcoat twirling in the smoke as Sivon is swiveling in place. Most of the rest of the light in the picture gleams off of Sivon’s eyes, which are not so different then they were in the first picture, except they are far more predatory now, approaching slits. His smile, showing the smallest amount of gleaming teeth, seems a mere slit as well.  The light gleams off the outline of the scar, giving his face an almost Cheshire cat appearance with only those three features, eyes, mouth and scar, showing in his entire upper body. Though he is in the process of turning his face still faces the camera, looking at it straight on. In the center of the picture the light flashes off a gun muzzle, directly facing the camera, which Sivon is obviously about to shoot.