The Legacy of Jahandar Hassanzadeh
Posted: August 27th, 2022, 1:38 pm
Erich Maria Remarque, 1929 wrote: A little soldier and a clear voice, and if anyone were to caress him he would hardly understand, this soldier with the big boots and the shut heart, who marches because he is wearing big boots, and has forgotten all else but marching.
Beyond the sky-line is a country with flowers, lying so still that he would like to weep. There are sights there that he has not forgotten, because he never possessed them--perplexing, yet lost to him. Are not his twenty summers there?
Jahandar Hassanzadeh
Full Name: Jahandar Hassanzadeh
Birthdate: 11th of Icereign, 1318 A.S.
Birthplace: Kobos, Prodai Province
Birthsign: The Archbishop
Birthdate: 11th of Icereign, 1318 A.S.
Birthplace: Kobos, Prodai Province
Birthsign: The Archbishop
Physical Description
A narrow nose dominates the countenance of this man's face, flanked by large ears. His black hair has something akin to a sheen to it. His slender frame is stoutly covered in the evidence of his excesses though this does not stop him from moving with substantial grace. The skin on his hands is clean and well-moisturized and his mannerisms cause them to most often be seen interlaced at his waist.
A swath of diffuse scar-tissue constitutes the outer portion of his left thigh and the trained eye would be able to discern these markings as indicative of dozens of small puncture wounds of the same age & time, if visible.
A swath of diffuse scar-tissue constitutes the outer portion of his left thigh and the trained eye would be able to discern these markings as indicative of dozens of small puncture wounds of the same age & time, if visible.
General Health
Of middling constitution, plagued with numerous non-combat service injuries especially to the knees and lower back. Frequently presents with post-nasal drip secondary to seasonal allergies when in temperate climates.
Professional History
The Venerated Legion of Decus [INDUCTED 1334 AS, DISCHARGED OF SERVICE 1345 AS], Legitimate Businessman [1345 AS - PRESENT, VARIOUS TRADES INC. LAPIDARY]
Personal History
Jahandar was born in a hamlet on the outskirts of Kobos to parents Hassan and Nahid, the oldest of five children on a subsistence farm of meager acreage. By the time of his prepubescence his father was employed as an assistant to the local Foundry magistrate. By the time of the "fall" of Prodai and the republic withdrawal from the province, Hassan and Nahid were forced to flee with the Republic forces due to his father's notorious reputation as a collaborator.
During the flight the Magistrate who Hassan was servant to disavowed him and Nahid soon after took ill and passed away. Hassan lead his shattered family on first east, then north. They were turned away at every place they went as were many of the refugees of that time. Finally they arrived in a camp on the outskirts of Redholme and they could be turned away no further. Through the trials of their exodus only Jahandar and Hassan remained.
In the camps, they lived together poorly for a time and Jahandar became resentful towards his father. One frosty day his father disappeared in the camps, his body being discovered months later as the camp thawed in spring. Jahandar entered a life of scrapping along with others his age and younger in the camp, begging for scraps and more often than not stealing to maintain a state of only significant -- not fatal, malnourishment.
After many years in the camps the life only life he had ever fully known came to an abrupt end. In the struggles of the Redholme aristocracy, a Parish had sent a pressgang of loyal servants to the camps to come up with their requisite contribution to the rolls to ensure placement of one of their progeny to command of the mustering LXXIX Legion. When the pressgang came upon the tent he and his adoptive family occupied, many were taken for service. Jahandar stepped forward to ensure that one closest to him was not taken in his stead.
The LXXIX Legion was an unforgiving place for a young man. Having been re-activated as the spiritual successor to a legion that had not existed since the Reckoning it was in essence an entirely new command. The Centuria's were composed of mostly conscripted soldiers and they were drilled harshly for two months before immediately beginning a march westwards to join the frontier campaign.
The Western Campaign's end coincided with the tumultuous reign of Archbishop Karl Anslem. The LXXIX Legion was engaged in bitter fighting for months prior to withdrawing easternly to a midlands posting where their principal duties were quelling unrest in centuria-sized "Sweep and Wipe" patrols and roadblocking garrison duties on the western fringes of the Midlands. Records will demonstrate a Jahandar rostered with the LXXIX, discharged as a Decanus in 1345 in Dwindain, Yultac Province.
The journey back to his closest approximation of 'home' was a perilous one and the homecoming would prove to be no great pleasure. A treacherous sea journey to Redholme consumed the majority of his discharge pay and when he returned he spent weeks searching for his old compatriots. The search revealed that most of them were either dead by the hand of the state or citizens, still conscripted, or "Guests of the Republic" as one so delicately put it.
Having found at least his closest compatriot alive, if far removed from the innocence he still remained so emblematic of in Jahandar's eyes, he soon took up with criminal elements on the streets of Redholme. Rising in status with a fierce reputation he jockeyed for position on an organized expedition to the First Province with a group of picked comrades.
During the flight the Magistrate who Hassan was servant to disavowed him and Nahid soon after took ill and passed away. Hassan lead his shattered family on first east, then north. They were turned away at every place they went as were many of the refugees of that time. Finally they arrived in a camp on the outskirts of Redholme and they could be turned away no further. Through the trials of their exodus only Jahandar and Hassan remained.
In the camps, they lived together poorly for a time and Jahandar became resentful towards his father. One frosty day his father disappeared in the camps, his body being discovered months later as the camp thawed in spring. Jahandar entered a life of scrapping along with others his age and younger in the camp, begging for scraps and more often than not stealing to maintain a state of only significant -- not fatal, malnourishment.
After many years in the camps the life only life he had ever fully known came to an abrupt end. In the struggles of the Redholme aristocracy, a Parish had sent a pressgang of loyal servants to the camps to come up with their requisite contribution to the rolls to ensure placement of one of their progeny to command of the mustering LXXIX Legion. When the pressgang came upon the tent he and his adoptive family occupied, many were taken for service. Jahandar stepped forward to ensure that one closest to him was not taken in his stead.
The LXXIX Legion was an unforgiving place for a young man. Having been re-activated as the spiritual successor to a legion that had not existed since the Reckoning it was in essence an entirely new command. The Centuria's were composed of mostly conscripted soldiers and they were drilled harshly for two months before immediately beginning a march westwards to join the frontier campaign.
The Western Campaign's end coincided with the tumultuous reign of Archbishop Karl Anslem. The LXXIX Legion was engaged in bitter fighting for months prior to withdrawing easternly to a midlands posting where their principal duties were quelling unrest in centuria-sized "Sweep and Wipe" patrols and roadblocking garrison duties on the western fringes of the Midlands. Records will demonstrate a Jahandar rostered with the LXXIX, discharged as a Decanus in 1345 in Dwindain, Yultac Province.
The journey back to his closest approximation of 'home' was a perilous one and the homecoming would prove to be no great pleasure. A treacherous sea journey to Redholme consumed the majority of his discharge pay and when he returned he spent weeks searching for his old compatriots. The search revealed that most of them were either dead by the hand of the state or citizens, still conscripted, or "Guests of the Republic" as one so delicately put it.
Having found at least his closest compatriot alive, if far removed from the innocence he still remained so emblematic of in Jahandar's eyes, he soon took up with criminal elements on the streets of Redholme. Rising in status with a fierce reputation he jockeyed for position on an organized expedition to the First Province with a group of picked comrades.