H E C T O R
Name:
Hector
Race:
Hytori
Gender:
Male
Age:
21
Height:
6'1"
Weight:
175lbs
Birthdate:
13th Solace, Glade, 102 AoS
Birthplace:
Zaichaer
Rune Magic:
Summoning, Summoner
Vitalis, Vampyre
Animus, Animist
Entropy, Chaonite
Profession:
Inquisitor
Housing:
Family home along east river bank, Zaichaer
Apartment in Southern Gel'Grandel
Titles:
n/a
Factions:
The Kindred
The Cult of Mending
Religion:
Unknown
Languages:
Vallenor, Common
Conversational:
Mythrasi, Kathalan
Ineptitude: -
Sexuality:
Unknown
Partners:
Yes
Enemies: -
Hector
Race:
Hytori
Gender:
Male
Age:
21
Height:
6'1"
Weight:
175lbs
Birthdate:
13th Solace, Glade, 102 AoS
Birthplace:
Zaichaer
Rune Magic:
Summoning, Summoner
Vitalis, Vampyre
Animus, Animist
Entropy, Chaonite
Profession:
Inquisitor
Housing:
Family home along east river bank, Zaichaer
Apartment in Southern Gel'Grandel
Titles:
n/a
Factions:
The Kindred
The Cult of Mending
Religion:
Unknown
Languages:
Vallenor, Common
Conversational:
Mythrasi, Kathalan
Ineptitude: -
Sexuality:
Unknown
Partners:
Yes
Enemies: -
Appearance
Hector is a man possessing soft, rather delicate features often adorned with expressions both demure and dreamlike. His angular bone structure, clear complexion and youthful radiance grant his face an elegant balance between masculine and feminine, though with how he styles and carries himself, most looking at his visage alone would likely assume more feminine than not.
Beyond his striking beauty, the next thing one would notice is the strange, almost aetherial coloration of his hair and eyes. In contrast to his long, elven ears and pale yet honeyed skin indicating his status as Hytori, the man's hair is a soft, silken lavender and his eyes are a misty, glowing hue of the same color.
Tall to humans and short for his race, the elf is lithe, possessing a frame adorned with strong yet lean musculature. Oftentimes his posture and sweet face make him look rather unintimidating, but his status as Vitalitasi has infused him with a supernatural edge in terms of physical fortitude and strength.
Personality
Likes: Botanicals, Tea, Blood, Biology, Magic, Art, Night Skies, Medicine
Dislikes: Humidity, Bright Lights, Loud Sounds, Intense Heat, The Unclean
Attributes: Whimsical, Sleepy, Capricious, Sadistic, Oblivious, Perfectionist, Bloodthirsty, Unstable, Curious, Inquisitive, Idiot Savant, Judgemental
To strangers, Hector will come off as a man of whimsy with his head in the clouds. His sleepy, almost spaced out demeanor combined with his soft appearance make him rather disarming to those he meets. His focus will either be scattered all over the place or extremely precise and there is usually very little in between. As a result, if somebody does not interest him, it will be difficult to both get and maintain his attention.
If he does give somebody his attention, his surface level personality is really quite sweet. He comes across as warm and friendly, if a little bit spacey or not all there. Some might mistake this as him being slow in thought, though this is not so. Rather, the case is actually the opposite: his head is a rapidly shifting and quite messy amalgam of words, images, sounds and other thought manifestations to such a degree that it is often both distracting and overwhelming.
Much of his attitude regarding Zaichaer and its downfall shifted when he traded his memories away for a gift from Lyra. Though he remembers the trauma of its fall, the sense of loss, of grief, is gone as his sentimental ties were effectively evaporated.
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History
Born to apothecary parents in Zaichaer, on the surface, the merchant class boy's origins are not that interesting….until you dig deeper. While the family business is legitimate, mother, father and son are all members of both the Kindred as well as the Cult of Mending. Their being part of a coven is public knowledge but their membership to the latter is a very well kept secret.
Hector was a bright and bubbly child that took to magic quite well. Initially, he was rather content as a little boy with the very basics of Summoning in addition to that which his parents taught him about botany, medicine and biology. He was very well cared for and happy like this for most of his youth. As time went on, however, he found more interest in his faith, and, in particular, members thereof that possessed a rather peculiar magic.
Hector loved when his parents taught him about biology, whether it be in regards to men or animals, he gave these studies his full attention. The young boy found himself thoroughly fascinated by the flesh and blood machinations of life and death. Naturally, once he saw the Vitalis rune at work, he became enamored with it, too. As he neared his teen years, he was often found tailing the cult's Vitalitasi, searching for both theoretical knowledge and practical demonstrations.
Out of a comorbid desire to both display his eventual worthiness of the mark and endear himself to the mages, he would often offer up his own body to them as something of a test dummy for their magic. Some outright refused to do this because he was a child, but the morality of the vampyres varied rather heavily. His parents okayed this questionable course of action because they were blinded by their faith, but also, in part, because many of the mages lied about the extent of their cruelty. Hector himself thought that whatever they were doing was necessary or that if he complained, they wouldn't teach him anymore. As a result, he took everything they did and said nothing.
During the summer of his sixteenth year, his favorite of these myriad mentor figures came to him with an offer on behalf of the cult. Finally, the boy would be gifted that which he had coveted for most of his short life: the rune of Vitalis.
For more about his initiation, click here.
For as much as his knowledge and trauma at the hands of the Vitalitasi had taught him, nothing before this was quite like the rune's initiation process. Everything from his body to his mind had been thoroughly rattled; he wasn't quite sure if everything had been properly put back into place in the aftermath, but not only was there no going back, Hector also didn't care. He got what he wanted and he was ever so excited to begin practicing with his new rune.
Over the next four years as his young adulthood began, the results of being a magical experiment, his initiation, and his innate fascination with blood and bone solidified into tastes and hobbies one could only describe as morally grey at best. His personality had also unraveled further and the young man was distinctly more chaotic in nature than he had been in the past. In addition, he had begun consorting with a strange, eldritch spirit whose whispers were utterly enthralling– he intended to make this otherworldly entity his Aidolon. Most recently, he's taken up necromancy.
Many paths stretch long before the young vampyre. Where will his story take him?
Magic
Summoning
Summoning
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A symbol meaning ascension, eternity and infinity. His parents thought it fitting; perhaps prophetic?
Located on his throat, roughly a half inch above the divot atop his sternum.
Given to him by his parents in his youth.
Vitalis
Vitalis
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A rune meaning transformation. Inscribed on his skin, it appears as if strips of flesh were peeled away to make it, yet it does not bleed and never quite heals.
Located atop his celiac plexus.
Given to him by his mentor in the Cult of Mending, Vergil.
Animus
Animus
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A rune meaning amalgamation. On his skin, it looks like black inkwork.
Located on his left palm. Further totems will cause it to snake up that arm as it grows.
Given to him by a fellow Inquisitor-to-be, Carmina.
Entropy
Entropy
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On his skin, it appears to be drawn with ink as black as night, though it waxes chromatic when hit with light.
Located on the back of his right hand.
Given to him by mysterious circumstances within a westward tower.
