Kahmari
Posted: Tue Mar 26, 2013 7:13 pm
The Character Sheet:
Name: Kahmari
Age: 81
Race: Were-Cat
Physical Description:
Were-Cat: He stands around a foot tall, and weighs only three pounds. His hort jet black hair, is complimented nicely by his deep purple eyes.
Human: As a human he shows his young age; Usually spotted as a naked child around the age of eight running through the woods, his hair matted, and jet black. His teeth jagged and pointed. His eyes the deep purple, still showing the cat eye slits. He has a muscular build, this comes from running, and climbing in his true form.
Possessions: A few flees, and a small pouch given to him by his parents before he left his village. Small pouch contains several gems, and several gold, copper and silver coins.
Powers or Strengths: As a Were-Cat he has his inate(Natural) abilities such as: Hightened: Strength, agility, reflexes, endurance, speed, site, smell, taste, hearing.
Regeneration: This is the ability to regenerate wounds, and limbs at higher, more concentrated levels.
As of yet, he has not learned anything other then what his family was teaching him.
Magic: As a young Were-Cat Kahmari has minor abilities at hand, such as elemental spells, and some rejuvination spells.
Fourth Dimensional Being: Were-Cats are not like their counter parts the wolves. They do not come from being ripped into by a beast, but from another realm. A rift was created opening a path between the worlds. Where Kahmaris race, the ones who manage to pass through, is a void, blackness. At first the sun hurt the Were-cats, but over the decades they evolved. This is not to be misjudged for magic, the inate rift walk allows the Were-cats to vanish into a rift, and move in a fourth dimension. A fourth Dimensional being isn't a super creature, it is simply another race, that is from a distant realm that touch momentarialy when such a distructive force was set off that it twisted the realm around it, and forced it to break momentarily.
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Combat Abilities - Kahmari naturally has no need to carry such items as a weapon. His natural combat abilities come from being a predator, claws and teeth have always served him well. When they wouldn't the minor spells he had at his disposal would. In his human form however he does know how to use close quarters combat, CqC, a type of hand to hand combant that combines several barbaric, and specific tactics to take your foe down. He is able to performe these said CqC actions with such items as: Blunt Weapons, Bladed Weapons, and a short bow. (Not long, anything over two in a half feet wouldn't work.) Also can use his spells.
Secret Powers - Waa Rift walking lol. Being a voidling sucks v.v .. Still young though =D
Weaknesses and Flaws: Sunlight: Exposure to sunlight for over a period of time would cause bodily harm to him, and begin to fatigue him at a rapid rate. At Kahmari's age he can spend three hours time out playing in the sun before it becomes a issue.
History: Kahmari was born on this world, on the southern most region of Setkhantos. His home was a small underground village carved out by the eldest of his race whom had crossed over. They named the village Etako, after the eldest who had passed recently after entering this world. The village has a large crator for a entrance, which open and honeycombs down. Magical fire burns dimly throughout the hallways illuminating small portions along the way. They carved their own living quarters, and added to it as needed. Eventually the race began to grow again, and the city grew large, now a large pit of fire in the center ignite s a square. Large buildigns and shops alligne the stone walkways.
Kahmari grew up happy, his childhood was fun, he played in the sun for the alotted time he was allowed with the other cubs. It would burn his eyes, and blind him if he looked at the sun for mroe then a breif glance. He would remember the smell of flesh burning as older were-cats came rustling back through the brush with their catches. Kahmari watched and yerned to be able to venture out to the shore, the salt water stank but the fish grew large, and were suprisingly tasty. To think, most things here are tasty, the little flowers, butterflies, birds, caterpillars, and the list continues. When the sun went down creatures other then were-cats came out. Even though the sun went down it was no place for a youngster to venture alone.
After a few decades past he was allowed to hunt, and venture out into the darkness on his own learning how to fend for himself, and to use magic comes in handy when fooling and defeating foes, or defending and running from them. He hated fishing, so he stuck to the wooded areas, and hunted through the tall grass. The salt water had always tasted bad to him, and he refused to go in it because it burned his eyes.
Another decade had passed he was now 30, forced to shift into human form, and spar in CqC with elders. He had began his training to fit into human populations and not be notice. Spending time in the sunlight tanned his frail naked human body. He would spend long days training in the sun his skin frying like bacon. His mentor would tell him " It builds character, and endurance boy." and " Stop whining boy, it makes your face hurt more." True it was, his face would be scalded and when he whinced the wrinkles would feel like his face was being ripped open. It pained him to move after training, the only thing he would look forward to was a nice relaxin soak in oxygenized water. This increased the rejuvination and regeneration properties the were cats possessed. ( It would do the same to were wolves, elves, dwarves, orces, etc anything with these inate skills.)
Tales from the cities across the ocean returned home, travelers, wares, and murchandice that he had never seen nor heard of. He found one item that he became quite fond of, cakes. He had began wondering what it would be like to have a life outside of this hole. True enough as majestic it may be, to him it was nothing more then home, a hole in a dark void lit by a magical light. He would spend five more decades in this home, learning the ways and history of his people before the rift open and the ones who had passed and settled.
He was now deemed old enough to venture forth on his on, and survive as he sees fit. As a youngster his imaginations of venturing to the cities had intrigued him, and now he is able to do so. He spent several months traveling through regions, making his way towards the trading town that he had heard of Marn. It was a large city, above ground much like the one he was from. He had just reached the port, finding shelter in a barge moving up river. As the barge reaced the port it was like a herd of cats pooling over the edge of the boat, there was atleast fifteen of us on the barge. As we hit the city most dispersed, others hung in a small group of threes and moved through out the city.
Name: Kahmari
Age: 81
Race: Were-Cat
Physical Description:
Were-Cat: He stands around a foot tall, and weighs only three pounds. His hort jet black hair, is complimented nicely by his deep purple eyes.
Human: As a human he shows his young age; Usually spotted as a naked child around the age of eight running through the woods, his hair matted, and jet black. His teeth jagged and pointed. His eyes the deep purple, still showing the cat eye slits. He has a muscular build, this comes from running, and climbing in his true form.
Possessions: A few flees, and a small pouch given to him by his parents before he left his village. Small pouch contains several gems, and several gold, copper and silver coins.
Powers or Strengths: As a Were-Cat he has his inate(Natural) abilities such as: Hightened: Strength, agility, reflexes, endurance, speed, site, smell, taste, hearing.
Regeneration: This is the ability to regenerate wounds, and limbs at higher, more concentrated levels.
As of yet, he has not learned anything other then what his family was teaching him.
Magic: As a young Were-Cat Kahmari has minor abilities at hand, such as elemental spells, and some rejuvination spells.
Fourth Dimensional Being: Were-Cats are not like their counter parts the wolves. They do not come from being ripped into by a beast, but from another realm. A rift was created opening a path between the worlds. Where Kahmaris race, the ones who manage to pass through, is a void, blackness. At first the sun hurt the Were-cats, but over the decades they evolved. This is not to be misjudged for magic, the inate rift walk allows the Were-cats to vanish into a rift, and move in a fourth dimension. A fourth Dimensional being isn't a super creature, it is simply another race, that is from a distant realm that touch momentarialy when such a distructive force was set off that it twisted the realm around it, and forced it to break momentarily.
.
Combat Abilities - Kahmari naturally has no need to carry such items as a weapon. His natural combat abilities come from being a predator, claws and teeth have always served him well. When they wouldn't the minor spells he had at his disposal would. In his human form however he does know how to use close quarters combat, CqC, a type of hand to hand combant that combines several barbaric, and specific tactics to take your foe down. He is able to performe these said CqC actions with such items as: Blunt Weapons, Bladed Weapons, and a short bow. (Not long, anything over two in a half feet wouldn't work.) Also can use his spells.
Secret Powers - Waa Rift walking lol. Being a voidling sucks v.v .. Still young though =D
Weaknesses and Flaws: Sunlight: Exposure to sunlight for over a period of time would cause bodily harm to him, and begin to fatigue him at a rapid rate. At Kahmari's age he can spend three hours time out playing in the sun before it becomes a issue.
History: Kahmari was born on this world, on the southern most region of Setkhantos. His home was a small underground village carved out by the eldest of his race whom had crossed over. They named the village Etako, after the eldest who had passed recently after entering this world. The village has a large crator for a entrance, which open and honeycombs down. Magical fire burns dimly throughout the hallways illuminating small portions along the way. They carved their own living quarters, and added to it as needed. Eventually the race began to grow again, and the city grew large, now a large pit of fire in the center ignite s a square. Large buildigns and shops alligne the stone walkways.
Kahmari grew up happy, his childhood was fun, he played in the sun for the alotted time he was allowed with the other cubs. It would burn his eyes, and blind him if he looked at the sun for mroe then a breif glance. He would remember the smell of flesh burning as older were-cats came rustling back through the brush with their catches. Kahmari watched and yerned to be able to venture out to the shore, the salt water stank but the fish grew large, and were suprisingly tasty. To think, most things here are tasty, the little flowers, butterflies, birds, caterpillars, and the list continues. When the sun went down creatures other then were-cats came out. Even though the sun went down it was no place for a youngster to venture alone.
After a few decades past he was allowed to hunt, and venture out into the darkness on his own learning how to fend for himself, and to use magic comes in handy when fooling and defeating foes, or defending and running from them. He hated fishing, so he stuck to the wooded areas, and hunted through the tall grass. The salt water had always tasted bad to him, and he refused to go in it because it burned his eyes.
Another decade had passed he was now 30, forced to shift into human form, and spar in CqC with elders. He had began his training to fit into human populations and not be notice. Spending time in the sunlight tanned his frail naked human body. He would spend long days training in the sun his skin frying like bacon. His mentor would tell him " It builds character, and endurance boy." and " Stop whining boy, it makes your face hurt more." True it was, his face would be scalded and when he whinced the wrinkles would feel like his face was being ripped open. It pained him to move after training, the only thing he would look forward to was a nice relaxin soak in oxygenized water. This increased the rejuvination and regeneration properties the were cats possessed. ( It would do the same to were wolves, elves, dwarves, orces, etc anything with these inate skills.)
Tales from the cities across the ocean returned home, travelers, wares, and murchandice that he had never seen nor heard of. He found one item that he became quite fond of, cakes. He had began wondering what it would be like to have a life outside of this hole. True enough as majestic it may be, to him it was nothing more then home, a hole in a dark void lit by a magical light. He would spend five more decades in this home, learning the ways and history of his people before the rift open and the ones who had passed and settled.
He was now deemed old enough to venture forth on his on, and survive as he sees fit. As a youngster his imaginations of venturing to the cities had intrigued him, and now he is able to do so. He spent several months traveling through regions, making his way towards the trading town that he had heard of Marn. It was a large city, above ground much like the one he was from. He had just reached the port, finding shelter in a barge moving up river. As the barge reaced the port it was like a herd of cats pooling over the edge of the boat, there was atleast fifteen of us on the barge. As we hit the city most dispersed, others hung in a small group of threes and moved through out the city.