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Character Name: Wingul
Series: Tales of Xillia
Timeline: Post-Chapter 3
Canon Resource Link: Wikipedia
Character History: Please beware that this entry contains spoilers pertaining to the game and official extra material.
❖ The Birth of a Prince
He was born Lin, heir to the then bereft patriarch of the powerful Long Dau tribe. He was a prodigy who learned and developed at an exemplary rate, especially displaying an interest in warfare and strategy, and later the arts. Throughout his childhood, he was aided by the son of his mother's attendant, Nils Frieden, with whom he formed a close bond akin to that of brothers.
❖ Chief Lin
Chief Lars, father of Lin, set out with his troops to put an end to the rebellion started by Gaius of Taurus; however, he was killed in battle, and 11-year-old Lin succeeded him as Patriarch. As his uncles swore revenge, Lin, too, swore to face Gaius one day.
The Long Dau tribe faced crippling defeat after another against Taurus. Lin lost all of his uncles and his mother, who was driven to suicide. Chaos consumed the castle as more members of the tribe defected over to Gaius' side. Amid these losses, Nils vigilantly stayed by Lin's side, and Lin earned the nickname "Little General" for his assertive tactics, uplifting the spirit of soldiers that had remained loyal.
In the Mon Highlands, Gaius appeared before Lin, then aged 13, to warn of an avalanche that would devastate Long Dau forces, revealing his altruistic ideals for a country that nurtures the strong and shelters the weak. The first to heed Gaius' warning (for which even Chief Lars had ignored and paid gravely), Lin withdrew and deemed Gaius worthy of being king. He cast aside his desires and surrendered to Taurus, thereby relinquishing his identity and nobility. These events marked, too, the beginning of his gradual drift from Nils.
When he became king of the Auj Oule United Territories, Gaius granted Lin his title, "Wingul." The caste system that had stood for so long crumbled, and one's origin no longer caged one's future. Thus began Gaius' beloved reign.
❖ The Booster Research
Following his deposition, King Merad sought aid from Rashugal and used boosters in his campaign to retake the Auj Oule throne. He was defeated yet again, and Wingul took an interest in boosters, which could draw out more mana from the user's mana lobe than its natural capacity allowed. Experimentation began on livestock for the next two years.
Though he was unparalleled in mind, 21-year-old Wingul was lame with the sword, surpassed even by Nils. He used himself as a test subject as means of furthering the research and acquiring power, having suffered a grievous wound from the maverick Ortega, and injected a booster in his head. The operation caused him immense pain, costing days to recover from a mere few seconds of the procedure.
As the research became more refined, the institute gathered orphans for further human experimentation. Elize Lutus, one such orphan, knew Wingul as "Test Subject No. 1" and learned that her booster, Teepo, was born as the direct result of his contributions to the field.
The institute was shut down after an infiltration by a Rashugal spy, who had fatally injured Nils during the act. In deference to Nils' dying wishes, Wingul, then 27, deposited the orphans in new homes under the protection of the Chimeriad, four powerful subordinates (composed of Wingul, Jiao, Presa, and Agria) under Gaius. However, he would not revive Long Dau, which had been Nils' first request.
❖ Wingul the Nova
When word spread of Milla Maxwell's appearance, alleged Lord of the Spirits, Wingul employed the mercenary Alvin as a mole to find the key she had stolen from the Lance of Kresnik, a powerful weapon she sought to destroy. Gaius and the Chimeriad persisted against Milla's warnings on the basis that Gaius would use the Lance for good, rather than become corrupt as other men were prone.
On his part, Wingul failed to empathize with Milla and company about the booster research, retorting that the experiments had been humane and a haven for orphans. He revealed his own booster in a confrontation against them at Kanbalar, Auj Oule's citadel, in a vain attempt to detain Milla; following his and Presa's loss, he berated Ilbert the Conductor for running as he had from his duty in the past.
The party and the Chimeriad crossed paths again during the war between Rashugal and Auj Oule, in which Wingul had devised a brilliant strategy. However, upon refusing to cooperate with the party, the Chimeriad were defeated on the battlefield. Wingul passed out from overexertion.
The Lance of Kresnik's purpose was to dispel the schism separating the world of Rieze Maxia from Elympios. The open emergence of Exodus, an organization of Elympions, was succeeded by the deaths of King Nachtigal of Rashugal and Jiao during the war, which Exodus had instigated. The organization then seized Kanbalar and intended to use Rieze Maxia's mana to supply the deficient Elympios.
Wingul devised a strategy to retake Kanbalar and infiltrate Exodus with the party's aid, albeit with great distance, for he considered them a separate detachment from the army. As Milla attempted to destroy the Lance with Exodus' leader eliminated, she was instead forced to use it to save those in the area, including Gaius and the Chimeriad, and perished.
❖ Beyond the Present
Gaius would go on to be an accepted leader of a bereft Rashugal, aided by the remaining Chimeriad as Muzét, a rogue spirit, rampages about eliminating those with esoteric knowledge of the schism. Wingul's focus would be on Jude, whom Gaius acknowledges to be strong, and attempt to remove him from the picture on principle of their ways clashing – for Jude's way, Wingul thinks, is harmful to his king's ideals. Gaius and Jude's plans for Elympios, at the very least, take completely different routes.
Such dedication to paving an undisturbed path for Gaius would lead to Wingul overworking his booster in battle against Jude and company, killing him. His last breath is spent acknowledging Gaius as the only worthy king, and, prior to that, an apology.
Abilities/Special Powers: The bulk of Wingul's strength comes from his booster, which cranks up his performance by leagues at the cost of his health. Of most obvious changes to note are his speed and strength. The side effects on his mind rob him partially of reason, as well as change his hair color to white and turn his speech exclusively Long Dau. Overuse may potentially lead to death.
Wingul is able to cast spirit artes by channeling mana through his mana lobe – something people of Rieze Maxia are born with – which in turn interacts with the spirits to perform "miracles," better known as magic and the sort. He is specialized in wind artes and weak to earth artes.
Wingul carries a Lilium Orb, which allows him to develop his skills in battle through combat. Lilium Orbs allow users to predict each other's moves by linking, which Wingul does so beside the Chimeriad for improved teamwork.
Third-Person Sample: When he expressed the desire to speak with the other side, he was referred to the Residents. But Wingul quickly steered from such an unreliable source, for he trusted just himself, and through that thought found his other self willing to bridge a more direct means of communication. It was no different from talking to his own reflection, for the words that returned to him did, in fact, reflect his opinions completely. In the opposite direction.
Their conversations were shared through the glass in the room Wingul had seen fit to occupy, and only in that room. Responses were few and far between, answers even fewer; but any activity was progress still. So he persisted, indulging in apparently idle chatter that oft ended without much of a resolution whenever his mirror became fed up. After all, "Lin," he fancied himself, though a fake with opposing qualities, shared Wingul's suspicion for disclosing more than was necessary. The slightest slip up of some vital knowledge or other could doom future plans. Thus, it took few exchanges for Lin to grow tired – perhaps angry, even, from the realization that those few words had told too much – before he stopped.
I see. You've gone again, Wingul wrote after counting twenty seconds. Lin usually responded within that time frame, whether to rave about his queen or some other aspect of the other side that, though skewed, still gave Wingul an idea. Lin had a fondness for running his mouth in a way that Wingul did not.
He left his chair and paced – briefly, before he stopped, hand under his chin, to glance at the glass surface with faded signs of writing.
Perhaps that was untrue. If given the opportunity, Wingul could certainly inform the ignorant masses about the ways of his king and how Gaius commanded more than just respect, more than mindless obedience with his remarkable strength of character. Unlike King Nachtigal of Rashugal, which was nothing more than a bereft nation ripe for the taking at this point, Gaius had earned his right to kingship and continued to keep it. One would be hard-pressed to find a more suitable candidate. It was impossible.
How treasonous, then, that Wingul should be imprisoned in a place where he could not guide his king as he always had and vowed. What better was this to Ilbert the Conductor's escapade? He had run from his duties, and the mere thought of it caused his features to distort ever lightly. How foolish. How pathetic.
But good plans turned around with time, and he could not afford to squander that good time. Rather, he could not afford mistakes, not allow unforeseen circumstances to bar his progress much the way that powerful arte had – the one that had cost Rieze Maxia Maxwell, in a fit of some ever inconsistent self-righteousness she seemed prone to tout. No matter.
Making contact with the other side had been part of the first step. He would take the next soon enough, and all of this Wonderland nonsense would be behind him in due time.
First-Person Sample: [His inexperience with the advanced technology of communicators trips the recording option, and the device begins to draw in his musing. He talks seldom to himself, but vocal reiteration of gatherings has had its merits as of late, given his unfamiliarity toward the overall circumstance. Because his gaze had wandered from the thing in his grasp, Wingul doesn't notice the intrusion just yet.]
– ors. Naturally, they're given to those base responses . . . which are nothing more than an instinct to protect her, their queen. To please her, possibly for the prize earning her favor may win them. The question, then: how infallible is that mock fealty? Such a shallow dedication can only keep them at her side for so long. Nor would she be so giving.
[The voice of a young man, perhaps in his twenties, ceases for a while. A moment later, it returns, first airily, then as firm and cool as before:]
Ah, so you've been listening. The fault is mine, I give you that. But no more. Now:
[The recording ends.]
[Technology. So useful, so innovative; and yet so different. He mustn't become complacent.]
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Character Name: Wingul
Series: Tales of Xillia
Timeline: Post-Chapter 3
Canon Resource Link: Wikipedia
Character History: Please beware that this entry contains spoilers pertaining to the game and official extra material.
❖ The Birth of a Prince
He was born Lin, heir to the then bereft patriarch of the powerful Long Dau tribe. He was a prodigy who learned and developed at an exemplary rate, especially displaying an interest in warfare and strategy, and later the arts. Throughout his childhood, he was aided by the son of his mother's attendant, Nils Frieden, with whom he formed a close bond akin to that of brothers.
❖ Chief Lin
Chief Lars, father of Lin, set out with his troops to put an end to the rebellion started by Gaius of Taurus; however, he was killed in battle, and 11-year-old Lin succeeded him as Patriarch. As his uncles swore revenge, Lin, too, swore to face Gaius one day.
The Long Dau tribe faced crippling defeat after another against Taurus. Lin lost all of his uncles and his mother, who was driven to suicide. Chaos consumed the castle as more members of the tribe defected over to Gaius' side. Amid these losses, Nils vigilantly stayed by Lin's side, and Lin earned the nickname "Little General" for his assertive tactics, uplifting the spirit of soldiers that had remained loyal.
In the Mon Highlands, Gaius appeared before Lin, then aged 13, to warn of an avalanche that would devastate Long Dau forces, revealing his altruistic ideals for a country that nurtures the strong and shelters the weak. The first to heed Gaius' warning (for which even Chief Lars had ignored and paid gravely), Lin withdrew and deemed Gaius worthy of being king. He cast aside his desires and surrendered to Taurus, thereby relinquishing his identity and nobility. These events marked, too, the beginning of his gradual drift from Nils.
When he became king of the Auj Oule United Territories, Gaius granted Lin his title, "Wingul." The caste system that had stood for so long crumbled, and one's origin no longer caged one's future. Thus began Gaius' beloved reign.
❖ The Booster Research
Following his deposition, King Merad sought aid from Rashugal and used boosters in his campaign to retake the Auj Oule throne. He was defeated yet again, and Wingul took an interest in boosters, which could draw out more mana from the user's mana lobe than its natural capacity allowed. Experimentation began on livestock for the next two years.
Though he was unparalleled in mind, 21-year-old Wingul was lame with the sword, surpassed even by Nils. He used himself as a test subject as means of furthering the research and acquiring power, having suffered a grievous wound from the maverick Ortega, and injected a booster in his head. The operation caused him immense pain, costing days to recover from a mere few seconds of the procedure.
As the research became more refined, the institute gathered orphans for further human experimentation. Elize Lutus, one such orphan, knew Wingul as "Test Subject No. 1" and learned that her booster, Teepo, was born as the direct result of his contributions to the field.
The institute was shut down after an infiltration by a Rashugal spy, who had fatally injured Nils during the act. In deference to Nils' dying wishes, Wingul, then 27, deposited the orphans in new homes under the protection of the Chimeriad, four powerful subordinates (composed of Wingul, Jiao, Presa, and Agria) under Gaius. However, he would not revive Long Dau, which had been Nils' first request.
❖ Wingul the Nova
When word spread of Milla Maxwell's appearance, alleged Lord of the Spirits, Wingul employed the mercenary Alvin as a mole to find the key she had stolen from the Lance of Kresnik, a powerful weapon she sought to destroy. Gaius and the Chimeriad persisted against Milla's warnings on the basis that Gaius would use the Lance for good, rather than become corrupt as other men were prone.
On his part, Wingul failed to empathize with Milla and company about the booster research, retorting that the experiments had been humane and a haven for orphans. He revealed his own booster in a confrontation against them at Kanbalar, Auj Oule's citadel, in a vain attempt to detain Milla; following his and Presa's loss, he berated Ilbert the Conductor for running as he had from his duty in the past.
The party and the Chimeriad crossed paths again during the war between Rashugal and Auj Oule, in which Wingul had devised a brilliant strategy. However, upon refusing to cooperate with the party, the Chimeriad were defeated on the battlefield. Wingul passed out from overexertion.
The Lance of Kresnik's purpose was to dispel the schism separating the world of Rieze Maxia from Elympios. The open emergence of Exodus, an organization of Elympions, was succeeded by the deaths of King Nachtigal of Rashugal and Jiao during the war, which Exodus had instigated. The organization then seized Kanbalar and intended to use Rieze Maxia's mana to supply the deficient Elympios.
Wingul devised a strategy to retake Kanbalar and infiltrate Exodus with the party's aid, albeit with great distance, for he considered them a separate detachment from the army. As Milla attempted to destroy the Lance with Exodus' leader eliminated, she was instead forced to use it to save those in the area, including Gaius and the Chimeriad, and perished.
❖ Beyond the Present
Gaius would go on to be an accepted leader of a bereft Rashugal, aided by the remaining Chimeriad as Muzét, a rogue spirit, rampages about eliminating those with esoteric knowledge of the schism. Wingul's focus would be on Jude, whom Gaius acknowledges to be strong, and attempt to remove him from the picture on principle of their ways clashing – for Jude's way, Wingul thinks, is harmful to his king's ideals. Gaius and Jude's plans for Elympios, at the very least, take completely different routes.
Such dedication to paving an undisturbed path for Gaius would lead to Wingul overworking his booster in battle against Jude and company, killing him. His last breath is spent acknowledging Gaius as the only worthy king, and, prior to that, an apology.
Abilities/Special Powers: The bulk of Wingul's strength comes from his booster, which cranks up his performance by leagues at the cost of his health. Of most obvious changes to note are his speed and strength. The side effects on his mind rob him partially of reason, as well as change his hair color to white and turn his speech exclusively Long Dau. Overuse may potentially lead to death.
Wingul is able to cast spirit artes by channeling mana through his mana lobe – something people of Rieze Maxia are born with – which in turn interacts with the spirits to perform "miracles," better known as magic and the sort. He is specialized in wind artes and weak to earth artes.
Wingul carries a Lilium Orb, which allows him to develop his skills in battle through combat. Lilium Orbs allow users to predict each other's moves by linking, which Wingul does so beside the Chimeriad for improved teamwork.
Third-Person Sample: When he expressed the desire to speak with the other side, he was referred to the Residents. But Wingul quickly steered from such an unreliable source, for he trusted just himself, and through that thought found his other self willing to bridge a more direct means of communication. It was no different from talking to his own reflection, for the words that returned to him did, in fact, reflect his opinions completely. In the opposite direction.
Their conversations were shared through the glass in the room Wingul had seen fit to occupy, and only in that room. Responses were few and far between, answers even fewer; but any activity was progress still. So he persisted, indulging in apparently idle chatter that oft ended without much of a resolution whenever his mirror became fed up. After all, "Lin," he fancied himself, though a fake with opposing qualities, shared Wingul's suspicion for disclosing more than was necessary. The slightest slip up of some vital knowledge or other could doom future plans. Thus, it took few exchanges for Lin to grow tired – perhaps angry, even, from the realization that those few words had told too much – before he stopped.
I see. You've gone again, Wingul wrote after counting twenty seconds. Lin usually responded within that time frame, whether to rave about his queen or some other aspect of the other side that, though skewed, still gave Wingul an idea. Lin had a fondness for running his mouth in a way that Wingul did not.
He left his chair and paced – briefly, before he stopped, hand under his chin, to glance at the glass surface with faded signs of writing.
Perhaps that was untrue. If given the opportunity, Wingul could certainly inform the ignorant masses about the ways of his king and how Gaius commanded more than just respect, more than mindless obedience with his remarkable strength of character. Unlike King Nachtigal of Rashugal, which was nothing more than a bereft nation ripe for the taking at this point, Gaius had earned his right to kingship and continued to keep it. One would be hard-pressed to find a more suitable candidate. It was impossible.
How treasonous, then, that Wingul should be imprisoned in a place where he could not guide his king as he always had and vowed. What better was this to Ilbert the Conductor's escapade? He had run from his duties, and the mere thought of it caused his features to distort ever lightly. How foolish. How pathetic.
But good plans turned around with time, and he could not afford to squander that good time. Rather, he could not afford mistakes, not allow unforeseen circumstances to bar his progress much the way that powerful arte had – the one that had cost Rieze Maxia Maxwell, in a fit of some ever inconsistent self-righteousness she seemed prone to tout. No matter.
Making contact with the other side had been part of the first step. He would take the next soon enough, and all of this Wonderland nonsense would be behind him in due time.
First-Person Sample: [His inexperience with the advanced technology of communicators trips the recording option, and the device begins to draw in his musing. He talks seldom to himself, but vocal reiteration of gatherings has had its merits as of late, given his unfamiliarity toward the overall circumstance. Because his gaze had wandered from the thing in his grasp, Wingul doesn't notice the intrusion just yet.]
– ors. Naturally, they're given to those base responses . . . which are nothing more than an instinct to protect her, their queen. To please her, possibly for the prize earning her favor may win them. The question, then: how infallible is that mock fealty? Such a shallow dedication can only keep them at her side for so long. Nor would she be so giving.
[The voice of a young man, perhaps in his twenties, ceases for a while. A moment later, it returns, first airily, then as firm and cool as before:]
Ah, so you've been listening. The fault is mine, I give you that. But no more. Now:
[The recording ends.]
[Technology. So useful, so innovative; and yet so different. He mustn't become complacent.]