[-- Character Information --] Full Name: Eko Baktayah Dominasi Race: Ksat Allar Age: 22 Sex: Interchangeable, primarily Male Gender: Fluid Pronouns: Any, primarily He/Him Sexuality: Bisexual Eye Color: Yellow [-- Core Concept --] A follower of Keyakinan and while a believer in the divinity of all gods and higher beings of the various faiths of the world, he holds very few of them close in his Kelompok. Despite the distrust and hatred for anything relating to the Void that is held by his people, select gods of the faith are particularly worshipped while any other no matter the religion are merely acknowledged and nothing more. Qarrakh, the Flesh Hunter, Korroth, the Wildering Beast and finally Armas, the Contained Desire are all part of his circle of worship, each of their beliefs and strengths being held over all others, supported by his natural role of warrior and hunter alike while giving into the excess pleasures of life itself. A ruthless warrior and hunter that seeks perfection of the body, mind and soul through any means necessary. They are forever seeking greater hunts of worthy challenges, whether that be beasts or man itself. No end is too far in the search of bettering oneself and survival after all. [-- Proficiency Information --] Strength: 5 Unarmed | Blades | Short Blade | Axe | Blunt Constitution: 6 Light Shield | Heavy Shield | Multi Shield | Resilience | Physique | Bruteforce Wisdom: 0 Dexterity: 3 Stealth | Parkour | Longneck Magic: 0 Charisma: 0 [-- Ability Information --] Pureblood Ksat Allar Racials: 6 Abilities | 3 Specials Blooded & Bonded Vampire Blooded: 11 Specials Bonded: 2 Specials Commutable Points: Afflicted Predator | Afflicted Lair | Afflicted Cursemaster | Afflicted Heartbeat [-- Languages --] Pidato Common [-- Appearance Information --] Undertaking various void based rituals, their body has changed as a result. Their scales are gifted with a variety of ritualistic markings that could be considered tattoos, each holding a soft glowing red look to them that are able to stand out clearly from their normal crimson scales. Skin A picturesque Ksat Allar standing at a full height of 6' with well defined muscalture and accompanying fat levels to accomodate their size and constant action, he is seemingly on the broader side for his race. With scales a deep red over their backside while their front is a raven black, they hold bright purple plumage that travels down their head in the style of a mohawk with excentuating feathers down the arms and tail, they stick out in most environments with their brightness. Regarding clothing, it is on the practical side of things to allow full freedom of movement yet having any flaunting possible with golden accessories that are set across his body and highlight the fine fabrics. Finally his eyes are a brilliant yellow with dark sclera set in the hard features of a tyrannotian-reminiscent head. In their Vampiric Shift, their body has taken on a similiar monstrous and bestial look to it, growing in size to a towering 6'10 but typically hunched down to an equally as impressive 6'5. His head shifts to something akin to a big-eared bat, the ears tilted partially backwards. Their body holds a mix of both thick silvered fur and the crimson scales they naturally have, tail coated in bone-like growths that point into spikes. His claws extend out further while the talons they have on their feet remain the same. [-- Life Story --] Born in the Mozz-Zzraazh Archipelago of Hadar, specifically the Hadar and Regalian Loyal, North Mozz. Eko's biological parents would give his egg and that of four other siblings to another in the city, unable to take care of an entire cluster. With two fathers, his primary carer and that of two other siblings would be Bakti while his partner would care for the remaining two eggs in the family unit. As any Ksat child would be, he was rowdy with a love of sports and exploration of the jungles outside their home, whether it be with his siblings or all alone to get away from the noises and scents of the city that would always overpower his senses on a daily basis. Competition was a natural part of life between the siblings themselves and the other hatchlings throughout the city, occasionally getting bloody though without associated risk due to their biological adaptations. Academic learning was typical, only being taught the very necessities that were needed to succeed in life and Hadarian society though clear interest was put towards physical education most of all. Learning to wield and utilize certain weaponry, tracking and learning of the beasts that stalk their jungles and the training of his physicality, all of which becoming favored subjects. Coming of age, his love for the thrill of the hunt and fondness for bloodsports had grown ten-fold, wanting nothing more than to become one of the famed gladiators, to fight for the entertainment of others and himself while impressing the upper caste. His duties however, would take him elsewhere, deigned to act as one of the hunters due to his knowledge of the jungles after all his exploring as a child. Whenever all his tasks had been completed for the day and there was nothing left to do, he would travel to the gambling dens at night and fight in their rings, to indulge in his needs, earning coin for himself and that of the betters while being able to engage in something he would always crave. Bonds and rivaleries alike were earned with the other fighters, all becoming close no matter the circumstance of who won and lost. All his duties and fun would come to an abrupt end however with the initial invasion of the Sendrassians, the Mozz-Zzraazh Archipelago acting as one of their many landing points, razing the very land they crossed and butchering all in their path to leave nothing in their wake. Joining alongside the rest of the military under the command of the local Diwa-Digmaan to fight, it was of no real use, the emassed forces of their demonic cousins being too many and too rabid to properly fend off. They were forced to retreat north to the remaining islands in the region, no other of his legion surviving the battle as his home was left as nothing more than a smoking pile of infested rubble. The late arrival of the Regalian military has been a sore point for the Ksat, having lost so much though still despite it all, he joined alongside them wherever the Digmaans and Diwa-Digmaans that remained in the north sought to locate him with the rest of their troops, witnessing both success and blunder on the part of the Regalians. Reports being passed from force to force did not bode well, mistake after mistake, slaughter after slaughter; his respect diminishing from their ruling elite that often doubled as their military commanders, very few actually capable in his mind and causing a confliction in his views. With the ressurgence of the Allorn Empire and the subsitent retreating of the Sendrassians, his sights were set to Regalia after everything that had happened. A place of both strength and weakness, the pinnacle of centralized civilization where the majority of world changing and cataclsymic events have originated from. He had no further purpose to remain in Hadar for the time, his home in ruins and uncertainty whether any of his family or friends had survived the initial conflict with the Sendrassians, all spread out amongst different regions if they were to still live. Closing up what final ties he had with others and ensuring all his current endevours were complete, he would set sail for the capital of the empire itself, the holy city of Regalia. This is where he would grow himself, where he would create his legacy, whether that'd be with the individuals he can have an impact on or the pages of history didn't matter. All that did was this new chapter in his story.