Bio

Iancu grew up not wealthy but financially secure. His mother held a stable job an official at the local spaceport handling pickups of ore purchases. He was far separated from most of the nobles on Geiss and thus he knew the streets fairly well though he kept mostly out of trouble. The population on a moon isn’t quite large enough to hold a large slum or many criminals. Most peoples families had purposeful jobs working for House Dencourt or representing other Royal minor houses.

Iancu was athletic in the early years of his youth, despite growing up on a moon colony and he participated in the few sports offered to children on Geiss. He enrolled in a scout program since his mother was often busy working and she thought that it would keep him out of trouble. Iancu learned basic survival skills during his Scouts trips to Royal. His sector of the moon had less children than most so he grew up hanging around a few close friends in the Scouts program and dreamt big.

Iancu wasn’t home very often. When he wasn’t at school or at his friends’, he frequented a few of the local bars and diners that served as nearly the sole entertainment centers in the district – one in particular that had a few basic mech simulator. Just a over simplified cockpit: a chair, mech controls, and a few buttons; but it’s simulator programming was remarkably realistic. Iancu and his friends would use them to supplement their stylus-and-datapad ‘Succession War’ mechwarrior RPG. They worked out a deal with the owner to use one of the small event rooms once a week. Iancu and the gang got good on the sims; real good. But the others admitted they had nothing on him. Iancu seems to be a natural, knowing the mechs inside out and when to push the envelope.

Iancu was there when a group of military guys happened in and saw Iancu on the sims and a mechwarrior from Royal who had been attached to house Eversole challenged him after a long winded spiel about how no moon gnome could come close to him. After being thoroughly embarrassed by a kid, the mechwarrior bashed the simulator and started for Iancu. The man swung but Iancu’s quick reflexes over came the soldier’s cross and he took the guy out no different than any other punk he grew up fighting on the “streets” growing up.

The mechwarrior’s superior officer interceded and offered to have the youth shipped down and trained as a mechwarrior. Few nobles wanted to commit their family mechs to the Royal militia and new conscripts were needed regardless. Before he could reply, a Dencourt officer heard about the incident from a cousin who was there and offered to let him join their military and send him to the nearest thing to military school. Iancu, a strong supporting loyalist to House Davion and to a lesser, but still extravagant, extent House Dencourt, took the Dencourt officer’s offer and he was enrolled and enlisted.

Iancu joined up and under went military training under House Dencourts superb program, though it lacked in the traditional disciplinary structure. He took lesson in not only mech piloting but also extensive infantry training. He excelled at the native combat style of a sword and shock-glove which he adopted a knife to because he was more familiar with it. His proficiency with small arms rapidly rose but he found it worked better with smaller weapons: especially with pistols which he learned to use in addition to a shock-glove as well.

Upon reaching the point where he could pilot a the real deal, he learned first hand the scarcity of mechs and those available were owned by noble families with long lines of succession to each. With nowhere to assign Koertig, House Dencourt lent him to the upstart militia pet-project on Royal. With no real position, Duke von Kalmon had Iancu placed on the training staff for mechwarrior’s of a few minor nobles who had been sent to participate in the rotational standing battlemech force in Port Royal. He was assigned the simulator pod-bay where he would spend the rest of his days instructing up until he was transferred into the dragoon project of the Major Mainwaring at the request House Dencourt, looking to maintain their apparent military dominance.