Almech Matt Damon Race: Kelvic/Dog Birthday: Winter 1, 508 AV Chronological age: 4 Human Appearance: 24 City: Alvadas- Living at Avain Manor Gender: Male Languages: Common- Fluent Zith- Basic, cannot speak it, only understand it Occupation: Mercenary Part time Beginner Gladiator: Points-50 Rank-1 Description: Human Form: Well built, made of solid muscle, short shiny black hair, left eye is ocean blue, right eye is grass green and they have a brightness to them that makes them seem almost glowing. Abnormally thick fingernails that he files down to a point, all his teeth are pointed and he has very long canines. 6 feet 8 inches tall, torso is riddled with scars front and back. Animal form: A dog the size of an english mastiff, 36 inches tall at the shoulder 7 feet long and 250 lbs, very broad and muscular, jet black fur making it ideal for him to hunt as night. History- Almech lived a happy life, travelling with a growing clan of kelvic who had bonded to other Kelvic and just wanted to live in the wild peacefully. His father Sanvari named Almech after the love of his life Almechai. His mother was a being incapable of doing anything violent or aggressive, she was always truly loving empathic and compassionate. His father was the leader of a pack of wolves who took care of the needs of the predators, those who were too weak, sick or old to hunt for themselves. His mother would always wake him up in the morning, just before sunrise, to speak to him and teach him wisdom as they watched the suns heavenly glow blanketed everything in front of their eyes. The purplish orange and sometimes pink colors on the horizon were the most comforting thing Almech has ever known. After hunting and feasting Almech and his father would have their own little talk as they watched the sun set, giving him wisdoms of the harshness of life and his philosophy on how to deal with it. The twinkling of the stars and the brightness of the moon always filled his body with life and energy. He was a mere 6 months old when the Zith came, had they recognized the warning signs they could've escaped, but they couldn't. Almech woke up to find dark blurs zipping by and by, and he watched as these figures were tearing his family apart as they did so, he had no way to defend himself and no way to escape. He was swiftly knocked out and taken as a slave, the zith had eaten their fill. He woke up in a cave shortly after and was put to work, carving out a cavern in which the Zith planned to use as a nest. They were brutal to him, beatings were almost a guarenteed thing on a daily basis, being tossed brittle clay bowls full of some kind of putrid nourishment that he had no choice but to lap up off the ground when he wasn't quick enough to catch the bowl. He made an ally after several months, an Akalak by the name of Iktos, a strong and powerful man, the only thing that kept him here were the number of Zith who could easily hold them down and eat him alive. He taught Almech discipline in their captivity a proper art to being a warrior, he seemed to talk about that alot, the art of the warrior. Almech took quite a liking to his blue friend, but when they blitzed with the entire slave force to escape Almech was the only person who made it out alive, he mourned the loss of his friend and his slave brethren as he ran as far as he could. He went through many trials as he wondered the wilderness, lost, the only thing keeping him alive was what Iktos had taught him and the fact that he was massive and had a very high advantage of camoflouge at night. It was in this time that the beast within him was allowed to be freed after 6 seasons being able to be the vicious predator that he was, he killed his own food, rolled in his own feces to cover his scent from potential prey and the Zith who may have been after him. He travelled at night and slept during the day in a divot he would dig in the ground so anything travelling during the day would have to be in the immediate area to see him, or very tall, Iktos taught him that. Like he was told though it would only work so long, he was hit over the head as he slept and next thing he knew, he was in a horse drawn cage approaching the gaping maw of Alvadas. Personality - Almech comes off as someone that is cynical and cruel. His choice to keep others at a distance often leads others to believe that his heart is merely a cold lump in his chest that is seldom used. Nothing could be further from the truth. Almech does in fact possess a very careing heart. Despite being what one would consider a closet romantic Almech normally chooses to keep others at a distance. After years of slavery coupled with numerous physical and emotional scars he is slow to trust. Almech chooses to harden his heart and distance himself from others for fear of losing them as he lost so many others that he has cared for. Yet even with his unwillingness to open his heart to others, some people manage to find there way past his defenses. These people Almech prizes far beyond himself. It is these few individuals that keep Almech going. Thoughts of his rough past gives him the conviction to train every day in the hopes of growing stronger. His unwavering resolve allows him to stay his course. He does not ever again wish to be too weak to defend himself or those he cares for. He's at a constant struggle with himself, being raised as a wolf, he is a vicious predator. His instincts in his subconscious often take hold of him. His reaction to these impulses cause him to be the center of attention, but more often than not, it's not really good attention. Ethics - Protects what he loves, Listens to his gut, Will do anything to keep his freedom, De Disciplined Likes - dusk and dawn(he makes sure to watch the sun during both of these events), hunting, drinking, women, eating, becoming stronger Dislikes - The arrogant and pompous, pungaent smells(sensitive nose), being alone, Slavery
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