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Kitherine Damacus

"Dual mentality serves a dual purpose."

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a character in “Fallen Wings”, as played by Everscale

Description

Full name: Kitherine Damacus
Nicknames/Aliases: Kit
Species: Human (mostly).
Gender: Male.
Age: 23
Occupation: Blackguard.
Appearance: Image
He is a tall and slender man, with a somewhat feminine face framed by gently waving white hair. He has high cheekbones and rather large, long-lashed golden eyes very nearly the color of a wolf’s. He is, in all, a very beautiful person, but there is an unmistakable cruelty to his features – a cold smirk and an intelligent tilt to his thin eyebrows that puts people off. He is remarkably thin, not at all strong, but he is also clever, quick on his feet, and possessed of a lethal second nature.

Personality: Kitherine has never been what might be called… normal. Since he was a small child, people have seen him whispering to himself, conversing with someone else that could not be seen. Back then, it was simply that he and his twin could communicate with one another at a distance. Now, he is essentially two men in a single body. The tightness of two souls being packed into that single-soul space has corrupted both souls in remarkable ways, and their mixed goals have confused them. Though both maintain separate sentience and are capable of thinking on their own, and conversing with one another, no one is entirely sure most of the time which consciousness originally belonged to the body in which they reside. They consider themselves a single unit now, and have chosen to use the name Kitherine to label that body. They may really be in the body which was originally Kinari, but neither of them can tell for certain. The chaos of having two awarenesses in one mind has caused an odd sort of emotional split in Kitherine – he rarely shows any feeling beyond calm contentment, except sometimes a little bit of sadistic sarcasm, as though he is incapable of choosing an extreme. He is also incapable of choosing a goal for himself. Kitherine, with his two souls, has developed a severe servant complex, and now he is physically incapable of disobeying a direct order, or even an implied one, from the person he calls his master. He needs to be directed to stay alive – without a master to tell him what to do he would not eat, drink, or sleep, and eventually he would simply waste away.

Strengths: Absolute loyalty, complete lack of any sort of fear, lack of emotion (he is nearly impossible to provoke), double-mentality (he figures things out very quickly), high speed

Weaknesses: Absolute loyalty (he can’t so much as feed himself without being ordered to do so), instable mentality (with two minds, either of which may be in control at any given time, it is difficult to tell what he will do or say), lack of physical strength

Equipment: Poisoned shortswords. Flexible armor, strong enough to deflect a knife blow or a weak arrow shot.

Abilities: He climbs like a spider and walks like a cat. He can usually fall without killing himself from very great heights. He is capable of silent kills and lethal blows, though he is no good at real hand-to-hand combat. He is a master of the ambush, and his brother’s soul has gifted him with black magics of stealth and concealment. He is capable of pulling a literal cloak of shadows over himself and hiding in the darkness, among other things.

Brief history: Kitherine was born and grew with an identical twin, by the name of Kinari. The pair of them were very close, practically inseparable, capable of communicating without ever speaking a word aloud (though often they would whisper to each other, when they were children and did not realize they did not have to). They learned together, discovered their passions together, both of them taking a deep interest in the dark arts. They went to school and studied together, taught each other, helped each other graduate. Each of them was the other's greatest focus, his only love in life aside from his skills. Kitherine took up the art of assassination, and Kinari the art of magic. They cared for no one but each other, two halves of one whole. Even when their training separated them physically, they were forever mentally joined, and always seemed to know what the other was doing and how they were feeling.
Two years ago, when the twins were twenty-one, just beginning to dig truly deep into their studies and take on their own missions, Kinari overstepped a boundary he should not have crossed, exploring areas of dark magic which were considered a threat in their very existence. His punishment was the taking of his life. He had time for one last, crucial spell before he was killed - a spell that transported his consciousness across the connection between them, into Kitherine's mind. That is where he has lived for two years since - Kinari is the cause of Kitherine's darkened thoughts, his temper, his irrational anger and intolerance, and also of his inexplicable calm, which is so much more common than his rage. He has infected his twin, constantly whispering in the back of Kitherine's head, and though Kitherine loves him dearly, having Kinari actually in his mind... frightens him. With good reason. He has no idea what Kinari might someday drive him to do.

So begins...

Kitherine Damacus's Story

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"You should be put to use."

A voice said next to his ears and Kowareta immediately stopped what he was doing to look around warily. Next to him, Ruby let out a dangerous growl as if she was seeing something she truly hated. Kowareta pressed the tip of his index finger to her lips, gave a clear gesture to the dragon that he needed her to be silent. Ruby glanced at her Rider and responded to his command by giving him a barely-noticeable nod. Kowareta smiled back and retracted his arm but not before giving her a pat on the head first. Ruby sighed and she settled in glaring at the shadow in hatred instead, her claws twitched dangerously like she was trying to suppress the urge to tear the things in the shadow apart, bits and pieces. Kowareta just looked at the shadow with mild interest, knowing who were in there already.

The figures stepped out of the shadow and Kowareta took a good look at both of them. Elarain - the depressed Rider who wished to return her dead dragon to life, what a hopeless cause, but she was also the one he obeyed and called Mistress. It was ironic, really...he, the one who was captured and tortured by the one he used to call 'friend', now was serving her like a loyal dog and became her personal killing machine and play toy. It was just simply too ironic. He let out a bark like laughter and his blonde hair covered his eyes, giving him the impression of a bitter man. But it did not matter if he served her or not, what mattered was...He paused in his thoughts and gave his dragon a quick glance, a gesture that could be easily missed as many things else but his Ruby did not miss it. She inclined her head and sent him her own thoughts. He smirked and turned his head away to gaze at the second person standing next to his Mistress, just several feet away from him. White hair, a girly face and the clothes he wore. Yes, it could not be mistaken. The man standing next to his Mistress was Kitherine - Elarain's blackguard. Who, in the past, had taken part in torturing him into this state of mind. But once again, this didn't matter. Not anymore. He grinned, if only he could take that dependent man to become one of his own.

Finished observing both of them, Kowareta shifted his weight a little bit, making the chains around his legs and arms creak. He waited until he was comfortable with his new position before he looked up. Ah, he forgot to answer Mistress' command. Giving Kitherine a calculated look, Kowareta forced himself to look at a different direction after a while. He cocked his head to one side and asked calmly, locking eyes with Elarain.

"How may your humble servant offer his service to you today, Mistress...?"

He spoke, his question was surprisingly polite and well-spoken considered the fact that he was mentally unstable. His gaze, once again settled in Kitherine's figure and he cocked his head to one side. The madness appeared in his eyes again and he looked at the dark creatures in front of him with an unflinching stare for he was also a part of the darkness now. He looked a his hands and snorted. Since when was the last time he considered himself a creature of justice? Must have been a long time ago because he couldn't remember the feeling of being a proud being anymore. At least, he didn't consider himself a being...he considered himself a creature, now...But it was fitting. Kowareta the Broken Wing, Kowareta the monster. Those tittles, they were more fitting for him than Kowareta the warrior of Pride now. His pride was destroyed by the ones that were standing in front of him.

Kowareta gritted his teeth slightly but quickly reminded himself that it did not matter anymore. He was sitting crossed-leg, leaning against the wall of torture chamber, the place that had quickly become his favorite after his mind had broken. Deciding that sitting was not the best position to greet his Mistress, Kowareta slowly pushed himself back up, almost fell several times in trying to do so. Finally, leaning himself against Ruby for support, Kowareta stood on his feet, a little unsteady. He gazed Elarain and with a quick gesture, almost like a puppet being cut from its strings, Kowareta dropped on an one-knee bow, his eyes glued to the ground, demonstrated a perfect salute. His right hand curled into a fist and touched the ground slightly while his left leg bended into a perfect 90 degree angle. His dragon saw that as a cue and stood up from her sitting position, her wings stretched slightly from their uncomfortable position. She gave them a short and curt nod, the hatred and anger never once left her face and if she could, she would be sneering at them right now. Unfortunately, she had to keep her act up. She snorted and turned her head away, the chains on her neck dragged on the ground, giving another clang as if they were trying to tell everyone that she was also being bounded to the darkness like how her Rider was being bounded to the same thing. Ruby almost gave another growl but managed to refrain herself from doing so at the last second. She stood behind her Rider, ready to protect him if the situation arised and gave him the support he depressedly needed right now in order to keep himself from falling apart.

Kowareta glanced at his dragon, slightly relieved that she hadn't lost her self-control yet. He looked at the Mistress and her bodyguard again before saying in his most polite and sane tone. If one didn't know him well, they might even say that he wasn't as mad as he appeared to be. But then again, it was a part of his deception. Sane or insane? Did that even matter? Because in the end, the result would still be the same. His enemies would still be dead at his feet and his body would be covered in blood so, again...he had to ask...why did it matter if he was insane or not? But if he had to choose, he would choose to be insane...Insanity would make him forget about the bad deeds that he had done...Kowareta nodded to himself. Alright, he was insane then. He wanted to be insane so he would be insane. Yeah, that was a logical answer...a good answer. The answer he needed.

"....greetings, Mistress...I welcome you to the tortured chamber...you are still just as lovely as I remember..."

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Kowareta cocked his head to one side as he listened to Elarain's and Kitherine's conversation with mild interest. He didn't feel the need to concentrate on something so useless like that. He just wanted to cause pain and death now. He didn't even need a plan. Why couldn't he just go out there, grasp some random dragons and riders then come back to torture the Riders and cut up the dragons into pieces? He pouted, mostly to himself and turned away, didn't even bother to listen to them any longer. He was bored. He wanted to kill. Where were his play things? Kowareta looked around, trying to search for something which could be used to play with but found none and he crossed his hands childishly. This was no fun!

"You may forget the compliments Kowareta. Both of you are to listen. There are two new objectives that must be completed. We need more dragons. I cannot take this one, so we must take more riders. Kowareta can help. He is a rider. He can lure one to us. They would come out of a misguided sense of camaraderie in order to try and liberate him....however we would know of their approach and seize upon them as soon as they got anywhere near the fortress. Kowareta I will allow you to get a message out to Summit. You will beg for help. Plead for a rider to come and fetch you. Kitherine, I shall assign you my best creations to take the dragon when the time comes. Whether the rider lives or dies is unimportant to me. Perhaps it will give my plaything some company...or perhaps he will tear them apart in one of his less lucid moods. It matters not."

Elarain ordered and Kowareta looked at her immediately, paying attention closely to her words. Oh, a job? And seemed like a fun job, too. He grinned, his white teeth shone under the light, giving him a menace look but he didn't seem to notice. He had a job to do. Shrugging his shoulder nonchalantly, Ares said cheerfully "Your wish is my command, Mistress...I'll do what you order me to do..."

Patting Ruby, Kowareta asked joyfully "Right, Ruby dear?...". The dragon blinked her eyes and looked down before nodding slowly and reluctantly "Of course, Kowareta..." She frowned and looked away before thinking angrily 'It's not like I have any other choices in the matter anyway...' Turning her head, Ruby's eyes adopted a calculated look '...though this situation might not be so helpless after all...maybe I can take advantage of this and find a way to get out of here...' Ruby glanced down at Kowareta, who was, once again, poking at his wounds and giggling childishly every 10 seconds.

Kowareta grinned when he listened to Ruby's thoughts before popping his head up and down in agreement. He tapped his cheek with his index finger and asked again "when can we do our mission, Mistress?" He chuckled and said mostly to himself, his madness was visible in his voice "...can't wait to tear their flesh...tehehehe...I heard that the arms are the tastiest parts...tehehehe..."