Born the eldest son of a minor nobleman in House Treny, Vicktor did not show any magical aptitude from an early age, instead preferring to pick up the art of the sword. The rapier swiftly became his chosen weapon and he dedicated himself to mastering the art of the light blade.

Vicktor travelled occasionally, but mostly stayed in Duirt, ever sharpening his wit and finesse of his chosen weapon. Slow to anger and quick to forgive, he worked hard to keep himself out of trouble even as he continued training relentlessly.

His easy smile can change when the blade is drawn and his warm demeanor can become as hard as the steel he wields.

He enjoys the art of engineering as well, and enjoys a ride now and then, though he does not own any horses of his own.