Alstromeria
Florian Society Member
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Full name: Riktos Killignar
Nicknames: The Baer
Age: 22
Birth date: Sei Casu, 3rd week
Gender: Male
Species: Beorning
Aspect: Shale, Goddess of Earth. Riktos believes that the giver and taker of life, fortune, survival, and the creator of all is the earth itself.
Birthmark: Riktos has a small dark patch of skin resembling the land on his upper left thigh.
Element: Earth
Class: Berseker
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Marital status: N/A
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[COLOR= rgb(39, 42, 52)]Hair style: Short and swiped to the right[/COLOR]
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown
Skin color: White
Height: 6'3" human form, 12'6" bear form
Weight: 187lbs human form, 563lbs bear form
Body type: Broad shouldered, stocky, and muscular
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: Given his constant morphing from bear to man and man to bear, Riktos' wounds heal rather well, and leave no marks. As for tattoos, Riktos has not, and will not blemish his skin with foul substances created by man. War paint, however, is fair game. Riktos often can be seen with it on.
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Personality:
Personality: Riktos Killignar is a very loud, very boisterous person. He usually launches himself into battle with a bellow from his lungs, or a roar from his throat. He sees fighting as the way the world works, and wouldn't have it any other way. Afterall, what else makes sense? Do the birds sing because they can? No. The birds sing for not knowing wether or not that song will be their last, as the hawk circles above. He is very much a blood and honor fighter, and demands a fair and gristly fight to the end.
A thing that Riktos values more than anything is loyalty and brotherhood. His friends belong to him, and his enemies as well. Those who step in his way are tossed aside, and those who threaten his friends do not live to do so again. His opponents are his and his alone, and those he fights shall die knowing his name.
However, just because he is loud and boisterous and loves the sight of blood and guts does not mean he isn't caring. He's a very territorial individual over those he claims as 'his' and will protect them in his blunt, forceful way. When it comes to social situations or other things that don't involve combat, Riktos can be calm and methodical, with a mellow tone of voice and strong body language. This big brute of a man can be a gentle giant when the situation calls for it, and is concerned for the overall mental tone of the group.
Likes:
-Large Creatures
-Woodlands
-Good food
Dislikes:
-Slightly prejudice towards both men and elves
-Foreigners
-Excessive amounts of fire
Goals: Riktos is a simple man. He wants some level of recognition beyond death. But even for this, he doesn't prioritize.
Fears:
Riktos doesn't fear much. He's a giant motherf***ing bear. He does however, dread the day he becomes too old or too weak to control the beast within himself and becomes feral.
History:
Born an outdoorsman, Riktos adored the earth and its gifts. His home was a small cabin just on the edge of the woods on the surface. Being blessed with the blood of the wild, the young beorning spent the majority of his childhood as a cub, running about in the woods, climbing trees, foraging, normal things that young bears do. His parents, who had not been blessed with the blood of the wild, worried for him, but they let him roam free. It was not uncommon for the parents of young Riktos to check his room every night before going to bed, finding a small cub in their childs place. All in all, Riktos grew up a strapping young lad, one with both man, and the earth.
The harmony and tranquility Riktos had experienced as a youth ended around the age of seventeen. His father, only a poor woodcutter, was called away to fight for the armies of man. Riktos and his mother spent many nights laying awake, wondering wether or not the man of the house would ever return. Riktos spent more time in the woodlands, and his mother more time to herself. It was not uncommon for Riktos to dissapear for days on end. But his father came back at last, if only for a few weeks leave.
That was the night they came. With swords, banners, and horses, torchlight glinting off their helms, the loud sounds of metal clashing against their battered shields. The armies of man had come, and the small Killignar abode was the sight of a skrimish. Riktos' father donned his armor and his sword, rushing into the fight to aid a cause he never believed in. Riktos watched from the woods, the darkness, unnoticed by most. He never stirred, not even as his father fell, not even as the force protecting his childhood home retreated, not even as the savages raped and murdered his mother. He watched, unmoving, stoic, just as the earth.
The remainder of the force that orphaned him took a shortcut through the woodlands. This proved to be a mistake. As a ferocious animal, Riktos transformed into a bear and slaughtered every last one of them. His residence now remains empty, and Riktos set out to serve as a bounty hunter. He doesn't feel regret. He doesn't feel remorse. Not even hatred. This is the way the world works. And while Riktos doesn't necessarily approve, he doesn't fight it either.
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Magical Abilities:
Bear Form***: Riktos is gifted with the blood of the wild. Therefore he can become a bear. Yep. A big ol' bear. Quite an angry one as well if the occasion calls for it.
Berserk***: Riktos launches into a state of madness where personal safety is not an object. As a berserker, Riktos is only focused on one thing and one thing only. The fight.
The Earth Speaks**: By pressing his ear to the ground, Riktos can hear the individuals and creatures around him, as well as within the range of 100 meters.
Tracking**: Given his time in the forests, Riktos has developed heightened senses, even in human form. This makes it possible for him to follow almost anyone or anything, given enough time.
Weapons: Riktos carries two one-handed swords (one is slightly shorter than the other), a long knife, and a waraxe. The knife is more of a tool, and the longer sword and the waraxe are interchangable to him. In bear form, the only weapons Riktos needs are his teeth, his claws, and his massive bulk of muscle and sinew.
Armor: Given his Beoring lineage, Riktos is not too much a fan of armor. However, like war, he's accepted it as a part of life. He wears medium armor, and when in bear form, the only armor Riktos needs is his thick fur and hide.
Strengths:
-FERVOR: Riktos can go into a frenzied state, dealing incredible amounts of damage without self-reguard.
-THICK SKIN: While in bear form, Riktos has an incredibly thick hide. His hide takes a remarkable sharp blade or projectile to pierce it.
Weaknesses:
-FERVOR: Riktos does deal incredible amounts of damage, but only a few things can draw him out in this state. The most prominent of these is unconsciousness.
-WILD NATURE: Riktos' bear form and human form conflict with eachother every once in awhile, and sometimes he cannot reason clearly.
Physical/Social/Mental Attributes:
Strength (Body/Might/Brawn)
Defense (Agility/Reflexes/Quickness)
Willpower (Sanity/Personality/Ego/Resolve)
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