Damaste Meko

Biographical information

Birthplace The Eastern Continent Born Died Age 25 Home The Eastern Continent Sexuality Pronouns

Physical description

Race Human Sub-Race Asian Gender Male Height 6'2'' Mass 134lbs Hair color Black Eye color Dark Skin color Caucasian

Political information

Affiliation(s) The Eastern Empire Occupation Trickster Clan(s) Caste Domain Masters Apprentices Alias(es)

Out-of-character information

Writer Haloshooter Created on 04/24/2020 Avatar Unknown

Meko has the body of a professional athlete. His figure is like it was modeled from pure ivory, not a single hint of fat or flab, not a hair out of place. His muscles are extremely toned with incredible definition and he's very proud of them. His raven black hair is long, reaching down to his waist when not tied back. His face handsome and flawless, and always seems to have a perpetual smirk.

He dresses in extravagant and expensive clothes in the eastern style, woven from the finest silks and cloths. And his favorite color scheme seems to be blacks and reds. He dresses well for whatever occasion he finds himself in. Even the armor he wears is top quality and the weapons he uses are never sub-par.

In spite of his pomp and extravagance there is a look of intelligence and determination in his eye, one that speaks volumes of the lengths he is willing to go to get what he wants.

As with his appearance his personality is pretty much determined by his situation and what is required of him, but even in the presence of the emperor himself, he will never present himself from a position of weakness. The weak die and he is not, and never will be, weak again.

He's an irredeemable playboy and scumbag, completely secure in himself and his power at all times. Thus he doesn't care about who he hurts or walks over to get his way, though he's not stupid enough to be rude to someone who could prove to be a valuable ally.

In spite of his pomp he's not afraid to get his hands dirty, though he does take great pains over his appearance. But if anything needed to be done with a "personal touch", he's more than willing to go and get it done himself even if he might grumble that everybody else is too incompetent to get it done right.

Aside from the mask he shows others, he has an even darker side. One that comes out as soon as the time comes to fight... or cause harm to others in general which is a very fine line he blurs often. Who needs to be harmed? Anyone who defies him.

Fighters of the East: He would be considered by the people of Arethil as one of the legendary warriors of the east. His skill with the sword and spear are masterful, but mere child's play compared to the skill and power of his hands, feet and body.

Iron Disciple: He was trained to fight under the tutelage of the iron monastery and learned the discipline of that school to channel his Ki to harden his body like iron, giving him the ability to cause weapons to break against his flesh.

Golden Blood of Wealth: He is a shrewd businessman and diplomat, capable of negotiating a miser out of his most prized possessions for pocket change. He has a nose for making money, both honest and dishonest, it doesn't matter to him.

Musician: He's a talented player of the reed flute, and he carries a black flute with him at all times to play whenever the fancy strikes him.

Linguistics: He's able to read and write in common, elvish, dwarvish, and of course his native tongue and the respective dialects of those races in his homeland.


The Physical Pinnacle: Even without his disciplines or his power he is an extremely powerful man in spite of his comparatively slighter build and size to someone far larger or stronger. He's in top physical condition. Once he was even able to fight off a deadly poison from his system by sweating it out.

Ki Focus: As a practitioner of martial arts he is able to focus his own spiritual energy into raw power, allowing him to strike through solid material and channel all distractions from his mind to focus on reality. Illusions do not work on him as a result of his focus.

Social Asshole: He really only cares about himself. Those who aren't fine with that could jump off a bridge. Those who are fine with it, go right ahead, at least you're not fooling yourself over dreams or imaginings of reality.
He hates to admit it, but he would be lost without the aid of others, but he really really hates to admit it.

Iron Discipline: The longer he hardens his body the more damaged the effected area will become. He can only harden his entire body for a short while without hurting himself, so he focuses on hardening smaller, more focused parts of his body.

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