Tulok

Biographical information

Birthplace Alfheimr Born Died Age Several millennia Home Tatkret Sexuality Pronouns

Physical description

Race Fae, Duanann Sub-Race Gender Male Height 7'1" Mass Hair color Obsidian Eye color Glacial Skin color Pallid

Political information

Affiliation(s) Occupation Princeling Clan(s) Caste Domain Masters Apprentices Alias(es)

Out-of-character information

Writer Childish Brandino Created on 12/15/21 Avatar Here

"This here is what I know of the Heir of Bones and Sovereign of the City of Nightmares: there is an unspoken law in Tatkret that if you touch Him with a finger, you will lose your arm up to the elbow, and if you were to lay your gaze a centimeter too high, He would generously unburden you of your head."

The Prince of Bones carries on his back several neat scars of varying lengths.

Among his followers, Tulok has promised boundless wealth unto the individual that correctly guesses his Affinity and summary execution for those who are incorrect. As a result, the Prince of Bones has collected many skulls, and none dare test their luck anymore.

Just as there are many blessed with the talents of creation; artists paint masterpieces, musicians compose tear-jerking symphonies, and architects construct marvels, there are a very rare few possessing the dread talent of destruction in its purest form.

It is an utter mystery what the awful Tulok's dominion is over. Still, many have witnessed the Princeling call far-off goblets into his grasp with a mere wave of his hand during feasts, and others have beheld him dividing inferior wretches into neat sections with merely his gaze.

Small acts tax Tulok's stamina, yet grand displays of his Affinity take a greater toll. The Affinity's true tradeoff opens deep gashes of varying severity on the Prince's back, and the blood that flows from them seems to never end.

Lunar

Fire and air

Snow Leopard

Whimsical, abominable, and shrewd.