Grimr

Grimr

Biographical information
Cerak At’Thul 166 Elbion; Currently
Physical description
Homunculus Male 7ft / 2.13m 230kg / 506 lbs None None Grey
Political information
Celeste Tenebrea Servant
Out-of-character information
Krobon


Appearance


Large, covered in strangely and abnormally formed muscles, it is obvious his origins are unnatural. His lower jaw splits in half and on each side there are several rows of razor sharp teeth, each one of them carefully set in to perfect position. Within his mouth is a long sinewy tongue that has the dexterity to allow proper speech despite appearances.

On the end of his digits are sharp claws with metal tips, forged in to his hands as if to be part of it. His eyes are on the side of his face but seem to serve him well despite being small black beads.

His feet have talons, as made by his creator, he is a monster when you fully look at him, most of his features are very smoothed, as if his flesh was etched and pulled to form a perfect surface, despite his monstrous appearance, one could say that he looks perfect in the way that he has no imperfections, nothing on his body that does not serve a purpose.

Normally he would be wearing some form of armor or robes and if needed a cowl to cover most of his facial features.

Skills and Abilities

Combat training, Grimr has been trained at least in some form with most weapons but tends to be most at ease with a two handed blade or his own claws, generally a combination of both when needed.

Intelligence, despite his appearance Grimr is quite intelligent, even If he doesn’t always show it, he can read, write and speak properly.

Lack of magic, Grimr is made of magic and though he could essentially use magic and has been trained in it by his creator, he does not use it unless in the most dire of consequences because the pool of magical energy directly draws from his life energy and subsequently the energy of his creator, if he is too far away from his creator then his form would cease to function as soon as his life force ran out.

Monstrous appearance, He is by most definitions a monster, hard to compare to any race and thus he often hides his features when in public, he has a smile that only a mother could love.

Personality

Fiercely loyal to his creator Celeste Tenebrea, when he was created and quite a while before he truly reached sentience such devotion was already instilled in him. To him, she is the epitome of his life, his parent, sister, friend, master, lover, owner and more.

To others however he reflects the darkness within Celeste’s soul, he is cruel and revels in the pain of others. He has no qualms or morals to stop him but the ones that were instilled in him by his creator which are few and far between. He is an instrument and a weapon as well as a well trained pet that compensates for the lack of physical prowess that his creator possesses, when he is together with her he is inseparable and would do anything for her approval.

He does have a mind of his own and that too is an extension of his creator, he is no leader and despite his intelligence he can be a bit of a monster as his appearance shows him to be. He is most at home in the darkness because of his underdeveloped sight but heightened senses.

Biography & Lore


Grimr was originally nothing more than a small creature with an intelligence on par with that of a dog, he doesn't remember much of that, only the occasional flashes here and there. He does however remember the first time he became truly sentient and the face of his creator who granted him life.. Even though she had never told him, he knew her name.. He knew who she was and what she had done. His creator, his Dea.. She was a goddess to him and he could not help but protect her vulnerable form as it laid there, unconscious.. That is how he first saw her in his sentient form.

She was still so young back then, but a girl who had sacrificed everything she had to give him life. He was devoted to her from the start, not just tied to her through the magical energy she infused in him time and again but truly loved beyond everything and all. At the same time he was a creation of hers and with it came his own desire to inflict cruelty, pain and suffering on others, but when he was with her that didn't matter.. Like a well trained dog he would move at her beck and call.

His goddess, like a true believer there was no command that rested upon whatever morals and conscience she had given him, no cruelty that he did not revel in when commanded to do so. He would have lived but a short life were it not for her and her sacrifice, she often infused energy in to him to make sure he would stay alive, she sacrificed power to keep him as such even though power was what she sought more than anything.. A sacrifice that could never be repaid even if he had a thousand lifetimes to fulfill such.

So he walked with her, every step of the way, as her son, her brother, her lover, her father, her guardian and more.. Whatever role she needed, he fulfilled as best he could.

My sweet Dea.

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