Character Information Full Name: Caelestis Race: Kathar: Bakrathar Tribe Age: 25 Sex: Female Eye Colour: Dark Green Core Concept Formerly of the dark worship of the Weeping Beast, through time, hardship and conquest they have drifted towards the Thousand Eyes in practice, seeking not only to advance their brawn but understanding of machinery and with both outwit those they challenge,. Pragmatic, knowing that the war is greater than the battle. Life being the crucible that forged their wisdom as much as their strength. Proficiency Information 32 points spent 19 unspent Core 20 Fist Combat (+15 Points +5 Racial Boost) 5 Dagger Combat 3 Dancing Arts (Hobby Points) 2 Instrument Art (Hobby Points) 5 Thread Arts (Hobby Points) 27 Bodystat Point-Buy +9 Engineering +3 Roguery Ability Information Engineering: Magitech Hooking Biotics Weapons Roguery Wall Climb 3 Kathar Racials: Bakrathar Flux Shift 6 Spirit Curse 1 Pure Body 1 Exist Counter 2 Languages Common (Free) Katharic (Parent) Appearance Information Prosthetic Magitech arm crude in form made of metal scraps held together with volatile energy and their body covered in scars Caelestis stands at six foot and seven inches above the average for their tribe, holding the smale well toned muscles they’re known for, holding their hair in a ponytail with shaved sides and with sashes and robes being their main clothing Life Story Born to the warriors of Doumat, childhood a struggle to prove strong enough to survive with harsh and distant parents, typical of the tribe. Violence distilled as the only viable means of advancement by the fumes of the early years and wishing to be free from the expectations of gender. The military called to them, enlisted in a cadre of raiders A raid went wrong, the Bakrathar becoming ensnared in Daendroc and forced into the sands of the pits as a fighter, Till disgraced, limbless and defeated. Though this seed bore the fruit of progress from one of the enslaved Asha, learning how to harness technology as a way of restoring a limb. Harness the raw ebs of the void as their fuel source. Eventually restored, they found themselves sold, the private fighter of a commander, here they found their freedom. At the epoch of the Dread War, the chains were broken as the war camp was raided, re-joining their brethren for a time till after the war coming to the Slaughter Games. Left wishing to battle greater foes than the infighting of their ilk, they embarked abroad once more, to the focal point of many current battles and champions to test themselves.
