Ivan Dilisnya
Ivan Dilisnya
Cunning, sadistic, and consumed by paranoia, Ivan Dilisnya is a Darklord who wears the mask of civility over a soul steeped in rot. As the second to share dominion over Borca, alongside his cousin Ivana Boritsi, Ivan embodies a different kind of poison—crude, theatrical, and laced with madness. Where Ivana is surgical, Ivan is chaotic; where she rules with subtle poison, he commands with the lash of fear.
Ivan’s Darklord curse is that he sees betrayal in every eye—often correctly—but never in time to stop it. He destroys loyal servants under suspicion while true traitors escape punishment. His mind spirals with conspiracies and imagined plots, turning his own court into a nest of vipers that bite at random. His every triumph is poisoned by suspicion. Every toast tastes like hemlock.
He dreams of becoming the sole ruler of Borca, of ending Ivana once and for all. But the Mists deny him even the possibility. She remains, always just beyond his reach, her smile a blade at his back.
Ivan Dilisnya is a tyrant for whom cruelty is sport and trust is a foreign language. He is Borca’s nightmare of baroque punishment and theatrical madness—a foil to Ivana’s elegance, but no less deadly. Together, they rule a land sick with secrets and steeped in dread. In Ivan’s presence, even silence can be a provocation—and the only certainty is that the trap has already been set.
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Reign
Ivan holds court in the fortified city of Lechberg, a bleak and fog-choked bastion ringed with trap-riddled walls and patrolled by fanatically loyal guards. The palace, known as The House of Bones, is filled with mirrors, trapdoors, hidden passageways, and paranoid indulgences. Ivan believes every shadow hides a traitor—because in his experience, they often do.
He maintains a network of spies and informants, many of whom are just children raised to inform on their families. Paranoia is Ivan’s creed, but cruelty is his pleasure. He’s known to keep prisoners in elaborate torture chambers of his own design, where they suffer not just physically, but psychologically—forced to relive their betrayals, real or imagined.
Though he and Ivana are technically co-rulers of Borca, their alliance is a twisted mockery. The cousins loathe each other and constantly maneuver to undercut one another’s influence. Where Ivana poisons minds and drinks toasts, Ivan mocks, bullies, and terrorizes. Their mutual hatred is so long-standing that it has become part of Borca’s dark fabric—their realm divided not just by geography but by ideology.
And yet, they cannot be rid of one another. Each is cursed to reign alongside the other, unable to kill, outmaneuver, or escape the other’s presence. The Mists bind them together in eternal detente, their war of petty slights and grand schemes a source of endless torment.
Family Ties
The Dilisnya family has always been infamous—plotters, schemers, betrayers. Ivan is no exception. His ancestors slaughtered guests at weddings, poisoned allies, and betrayed blood for power. Born into this legacy, Ivan embraced it wholeheartedly, honing deception as both weapon and shield. He grew up within the suffocating aristocracy of Borca, resenting Ivana’s grace and favor while compensating with brutal cunning and ostentatious cruelty.
Rather than refine his treachery, Ivan made it theater. He delights in spectacle: public humiliations, sudden executions, trials decided by rigged contraptions and grand, Kafkaesque rituals. He views life as a stage upon which he must always be the director and star, even as the audience conspires to end the play.
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