Sex: Female
Age: 48
Race: Beast-man
Physical Description: Being a freakin' BEAR, Kaor is tall, broad, and sometimes startlingly quiet. Her face is sparsely, if deeply, scarred. With pitch black fur and a 'smudge' of brown on her face, Kaor is the child of a grizzly and a what looks like black bear. She is sometimes called beautiful, though that quickly changes once Kaor 'expresses' her displeasure at any one person.
Clothing: Kaor nigh constantly wears her very, charitably called, slapdash armor. Numerous belts, uncountable leather wraps, and the skull and claw bones of a slain polar bear. The kilt that makes up the waist of her armor set is a strange cloth, thick and nearly canvas like, it could charitably be used as a ship sail. She forgoes the kilt while hunting. Her fur is braided along her throat and the back of her head, with blue leathers holding the braids together.
Height: 7'3"
Weight: 303
Skin Colour: Black as coal under the fur
Hair Colour: Black throughout the body, grizzly brown along her muzzle
Eye Colour: Black sclera and sky blue irises contrast Kaor's face
Occupation: Wandering Huntswoman, Interpreter for a certain mute woman
History/Bio: Kaor once had a family. Had a husband, a wife, and three children she loved more than life. She had a home, deep in the boreal forests of Gwanalai, that she defended until her last breath. She was the hunter, along with her daughter, Iaor. She loved her life, loved what she was doing, and loved what they were accomplishing within their secluded home. Then there was a fire, flashing eyes and bared teeth...
Then she found herself on a caravan, bandaged and sore, and once white fur permanently soot-stained into pitch black. The caravan lead, a fire oni of remarkable fashion tastes, told her that she had been a raging, weeping, mess when they found her. They had stopped near the river by her home, almost a week ago, to resupply on wood for fires, and game for the caravan. They found the river overflowing with ash and debris, and heard the bawling of a being in the throes of grief.
Kaor still isn't quite sure what happened, and the memories from the time are fuzzy and fogged over in her mind.
Home Town: A hunting cabin, deep in the taigas of Gwanalai
Home Country: Gwanalai
Personality: Kaor is friendly, if quiet, and loves to share (made up) stories of adventure. Or (completely true) hunting stories from what she can remember in Gwanalai. She's a relatively warm individual, not shy to give or receive hugs. With a rough voice, deep as expected from a bear her size, its a pleasant surprise to hear almost bell-like laughter from her maw. She is, however, fiercely protective of children and those who may not be able to defend themselves. The kindness and pleasant personality disappears under the scouring rage she can bring to the surface.
Fears and Desires:
- The fear of losing any more of her memories.
- Illusion based Chi manipulation.
- Fires.
- Necromancy.
- To remember more of the night she lost.
- To find a new family, a new purpose.
- To change and become better.
- To find a stable occupation, gods be damned!
Equipment and Weapons: A massive bow, nearly far too large to any other that Kaor, an Oni, or a specifically augmented being could use. Along with a wood and steel spear and hard-bone knife. A maw filled with teeth meant to crush and carve. And claws meant to rip and tear!
Styles and Abilities: Kaor fights like a beast when cornered, wielding her spear, claws, knife, and teeth with savage efficiency. She prefers to impale foes from afar with her bow, though she isn't the absolutely most accurate by any means, she seldom misses what she aims for. Watch out for that beastly strength.
Chi and Augmentations: To supplement the way Kaor fights, she has trained her Chi over the course of her life to turn her strikes from mere cuts and stabs, to bleeding wounds that leak blood like no other. To receive a slash or stab from Kaor is to run the risk of bleeding for far, far, too long. This doesn't stop the wounds from healing, but it certainly keeps them bleeding. She still has yet to figure out how to properly channel this to her arrows.