Kuryr
The Blood-Gorger
Kuryr, The Blood-Gorger
Taung - Male - 28
Physical Appearance
2.2 meters - 110 Kg
Faction - Rank
Primeval - Murderous Pirate Slaver
Force Sensitive
Yes
Strengths
Strong: Kuryr is stronger than most because of his large physique
Focused: Once Kuryr sets his mind to something he will follow through on it fully
Weaknesses
Blood thirsty: Kuryr can get caught up in a fight to the point of recklessness
Addicted: Kuryr is addicted to many illicit drugs and vices, he will spend almost all of his time out of battle indulging in one kind or another
The Story Up to Now
Kuryr was born to a family of noble warriors and hunters, a family that can trace it's lineage all the way back to the first taung to ever walk the space lanes His birthright was built from an early age, training and hunting to be the best warrior of his small village. A village in the middle of nowhere on a planet in the middle of nowhere. Kuryr was out on a hunt one day when he ran into a group of strangers, human pirates that stopped to take advantage of the remote location of Kaltes. Savage fighting broke out between the taung hunters and the pirate raiders that decided to try to conquer a people that were bred for nothing but battle and conquest. After a few bloody weeks of fighting, the taung warriors had slaughtered the human pirates to the last man, claiming their ship and all of their equipment as trophies.
Kuryr, having tasted the blood of his enemies was no longer content with hunting for food alone, he thirsted for the blood of sentient beings. He hungered for the thrill of battle that he could only get from hunting other beings. With a prized ship taken from dead pirates Kuryr set out to discover the galaxy, and sate his mighty thirst on the blood of others. Kuryr is a being that lives for all or nothing, and his lifestyle reflects it. He cares not for luxury or for baubles, he spends all of his earning on his many vices. There are very few nights where he will go to sleep sober or alone, throwing away hundreds of thousands of credits on single binges for him and his crew. His need for vices outside of battle have caused him to shift his tactics to include slave trading as well as outright piracy. His lust for fighting and his vices has turned him into a shadow of the being he was as a youth hunting on the plains of Kaltes. Now he is not much more than a ruthless monster, roaming space lanes looking for his next target, and his next taste of blood.
Role Play
Dominions
Ready...Set... Dance until your feet fall off. [SJO Dominion of Lianna]
Proclamation - the treaty of Vontor [Dominion of Klatooine]
Restoration II: Electric Boogaloo [TU Dominion of Druckenwell]
All That's Far From Us [Primeval Dominion of Belkadan]
The Baying of the Hound ( Mandalorian Domininon of Ord Radama)
Skirmish
You Keep What You Kill
The Flags You Fly
All Good Things Must Come to an End
General
See Fernando
You Gotta Fight for Your Right to Party
