Played Character Achcauhtli

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《 || CHARACTER INFORMATION || 》

⬦ 【 Full Name 】» | Achcauhtli Matlal |
⬦ 【 Race/Culture 】» | Maquixtl-Hosted Avarr |
⬦ 【 Age 】» | Rough Twenties, Physically |
⬦【 Gender/Pronouns 】» | Masculine |
⬦ 【 Occult Classification 】» | Hunter Archon |​

《 || Core Concept || 》

〉〉 Selfish and full of wrath, Achcauhtli is an Avarr that has been given a second chance at life through the Maquixtl Archon "Tlanextli". This is not a symbiotic relationship, but rather one in which the Avarr passenger has taken complete and utter control. Achcauhtli is in Regalia searching for a means to completely expel his Tlanextli from his own body, while holding aspirations for the revival of his people and the destruction of those who allowed their extinction.​

《 || Appearance Information || 》

〉〉 As most Avarr, Achcuahtli is a towering specimen, standing at a height of 8'7" (262cm). He resembles a harpy eagle with fiery red and orange feathers. His original eye color is long forgotten, thanks to the Archonism of his host, as of this point, his eyes take on a blue-purple tone. Despite his imposing height, he could be considered a 'runt' as far as Avarr are concerned, lacking a particularly broad frame.​

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《 || Proficiency || 》

⬦【 Strength 】 » | 7 (+1 Free, Maquixtl Racial, +2 Free, Melee Point-Buy) | «

» | Weapon Throw, Careful Fighter, Concussive Blow, Diving Tackle, Dismount, Shrug Off, Cheap Shot, Bruising Strike, Force Toss, Steady Body |​

⬦【 Constitution 】 » | 7 (+1 Free, Shielding Point-Buy) | «

» | Shield Block, Shield Bunker, Shield Slam, Shield Brace, Shield Phalanx, Shield Deflect, Rebound, Thick Hide |​

⬦【 Wisdom (Leytech) 】» | 0 (+1 Free, Maquixtl Racial) | «

» | Technique Parry |​

⬦【 Dexterity 】» | 0 | «
⬦【 Magic 】» | 0 | «
⬦【 Faith 】» | 0 | «​

《 || Languages || 》

⬦【 Nātl 】» (Host's First Language) «
⬦【 Common 】» (Host's Second Language) «​

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《 || Life Story || 》
Extinction

〉〉 An unflinching, all-encompassing concept. Achcuahtli does not remember his death, and barely remembers his life. All he knew was the generations upon generations within the soul-cairn. Until he finally awoke, until he tasted life once more.
〉〉 Tlanextli was the name of his 'host'. The one who he was 'granted' to. A Hunter Archon, a worshipper of Caius, one who wanted to be stronger, more confident, to be stronger willed. These desires were ones Achcuahtli was most glad his host possessed, the absence of such qualities made it all too easy for him to take over.
〉〉 His rage was great, it had been far too long since he had hunted, since he had killed. And he was quick to practice this on the Maquixtl around, those who had helped Tlanextli in the ritual, while Achcuahtli's 'host' anguished in his head. It was aggravating. The Maquixtl's attempts to take back control were relentless in those first few hours - in fact in those first few days, far after Achcuahtli had taken flight from Guldar.
〉〉 For the first time in hundreds of years, he was alive. And amidst Tlanextli's steadily weakening attempts to regain his life and body, Achcuahtli heard tell of Regalia. A melting pot in the East, a place of magic, technology, corruption and many Gods. His sights were set on the frigid city, arriving there weeks after his reawakening.
〉〉 Determined to silence Tlanextli.​

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