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Tarnek Zanalo

Tarnek Zanalo is a rouge, a thief, but yet a underestimated foe. His name means nonsense now, but soon he shall have his name be feared and respected by all... Or at least that's what he was led to believe...

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by TarnekZanalo

Description

Physical Description: Tarnek is around the age of 19, obviously making him quite young, weighs around a total of 194 pounds, is exactly 6'1.2" tall, is well built physically, yet his reptilian like attributes cause him to be quite stealthy.

Personality: Tarnek is an intelligent being, a crafty devil, and just plain deadly. His intelligence makes it so that he is able to manipulate flat out lies into others believing that it is the cold-hearted truth. His devilish personality gives him to bring fear towards the lowly, causing them to maybe even scowl and cower with just a glance at them.

Equipment & Abilities: Tarnek wears a steel armor set for the race of Xorreks, high levels of society in the black markets of Terra. The armor allows him to take strong blows and even gun, laser, and arrow shots. Though this armor is tough, it does not completely cover his body, leaving weak spots in the open. Tarnek usually carries with him at all times a small dagger made out of ebony that his family had used for sacraficial summonings, leaving it with the power of the souls and demons that have been risen from the blade. Tarnek also carries with him a Xorrekian hunting bow made out of black iron, perfected with its pin-point accurate blue lasor sight. One of Tarnek's abilities is his reptilian skin is able to adapt to it's surroundings, nearly making him invisible. The only other ability Tarnek has is his ability to spurt demonic looking wings from his back when needed to get away from a situation fast.

Historical Background: Tarnek was born to a royal official mother named Alines and a drunkered father named Estanzo. Tarnek was not like any other child that had been seen before in the species of Nylins; he was born with red eyes instead of blue. The religion of the Nylins said that when a baby with the eyes of blood is born, that the end of the peace in Terra would be corupted and soon shatter apart into war, famine, and poverty just from the power of the child's adult form. The believers in this religion hunted down Tarnek, bludgeoning his parents to death when he was the age of seven. The cultists brought Tarnek to their sacraficial chamber that his parents had built. They laid Tarnek down onto the table, strapping him in tightly with leather braces. The priest of the cultists slowly stared to chant the names of the three spirits who they believed protected the world. Tarnek screamed and jerked as his eyes couldn't help but cry his tears of blood. Just as the ritual was about to end, the priest lifted up the ebony dagger, aimed towards Tarnek's heart as he then jerked his arms down in a swift motion... All was silent... The only thing that could be heard was the sound of blood, slowly dripping onto the stone floor. The cultist priest callapsed as he breathed his last, his heart stabbed repeatedly from the ebony dagger now resting in the hands of a young Nylin named Tarnek Zanalo... As Tarnek grew, he became wiser and more keen to his surroundings at all times when he was hunting for his next meal in the garbage and in the sewers. He was soon adopted by an elderly Zenokian woman who found him in the sewers, fighting rats for a piece of moldy bread. The Zenokian taught Tarnek many things. Her past, her present, her future, her skills, and even her Satanic beliefs...

So begins...

Tarnek Zanalo's Story

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Tarnek slowly passes his way through the crowds of the underground commons. His mask shimmering from the occasional light of sunshine passing throught the cracks of the upper ceilings. Drips of water fall down onto him and the other lower-class citizens. The drops on him though are blocked by him wearing a torn black poncho-like cloak. His head swivels occasionally as he analyizes his surroundings: keeping in mind all escape routes and activities of the people arround him.
As he makes his way forward he slides his right hand down towards the handle of his dagger, ready for any surprise brought on by the other commoners of his status.
His eyes glowed as he walked, his bloodlust slowly taking over his sight and mind as he tried to shake it off and continue forward towards his adoptive mother's residence.
The sounds of the city ruptured louder and louder as his thoughts became even darker, his brain now just wanting to kill every last of the commoners, spilling their guts all among the ground and feasting on their decappitated heads and drinking their cold blood.
"Just let me go home..." Tarnek said as he started to push his way through, people now tumbling over from the force of him justling them out of his path. Tarnek started to sense something wrong with his mother. His pushes become nearly punches as he stampedes through the crowds. "I need to see if she's ok.."
Tarnek soon arrives after the long swim through a sea of people and he quickly hustles to his mother's sleeping quarters.
She looked frail, as if she was already a slowly decomposing corpse. Her skin sagged over her bony body, as if it was just silly-putty thrown on her.
"Are you ok, Ma...?" Tarnek asked slowly, yet loud for her to properly hear and understand.
She didn't move.
"M-Ma...?" Tarnek's voice began to become trembolish, fear of his second mother's death now being more than just a nightmare to some.
She didn't move.
"Mommy... Please answer me..." he said softly as he slowly grabbed her hand, feeling no pulse at all. "Mommy..."
She. Didn't. Move.
The mother was traditionally burned as a sacrafice to Satan and all other demons that had been an influence in their lives.
Tarnek sat on the roof al night, his dagger cluthed in his hands as he slowly dragged the blade across his arm, leaving lines of his own blood as the bubbled up slightly.