Balor
Servant of Hate
Balor Xross
| Age | 27 |
| Species | Mangdeen |
| Gender | Male |
| Height | 6' 6" (1.9m) |
| Weight | 245 lbs (111 kg) |
| Force Sensitive | Negative |
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
A monument of his malicious genesis. Evil within an ash-colored, muscular form. Hardened scales cover most of his body, a mutation caused by his creation.
INVENTORY
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PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
How does your character act? How do they think? Do they have any deeply held beliefs or phobias?
STRENGTHS
Pure loyalty
Incredible strength
WEAKNESSES
Subservience
The hunger
HISTORY
The rumbling was all there was. In the pitch blackness of the cargo hold, Balor only heard the ship moan and groan as the storm ravaged it. Pain overwhelmed him and he fell to his knees. The blood in his veins boiled as he felt his mind being constricted and contorted. His skin peeled back across his body, The pain was excruciating. He shut his eyes, begging to awake from this nightmare.
The ship opened up. Balor felt the warmth of the planet's sun on his exposed flesh. He looked at himself in the nearest reflective surface he could. He did not recognize the creature that looked back at him, but he felt better than he ever had before.
His memories were fragmented, mostly erased. His skin had grayed and was mostly covered in hard scales. All he could think about was how hungry he was. He could not resist what came next. He tore them apart with only his hands and feasted upon them. Warm blood splattered across his face, but his hunger was sated. With none left, Balor returned to the ship and took it as his own. Without structure, he feared he would shatter beneath his on psyche. Something or someone had to give this monster focus.
He craved it.
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