Ciara
Huntress of the North
HAIL KNITLER
RULER OF THE KNITTED REICH
LEADER OF THE NATIONAL SEWING KNITTER'S PARTY
MEMBER OF NO FACTION
MASTER OF ASSORTED DOLLS AND THINGS OF WOOL AND FUR
NAME: KnitlerFACTION: None
RANK: Ruler of Knitter Reich and Leader of the National Sewing Knitter's Party
SPECIES: Neti
AGE: 200 years old
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 2 meters tall
WEIGHT: 48 kilograms
EYES: Black
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Pale
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+ Strong abilities with the force, skilled at Sith Alchemy, Mechu-deru Vitae, Mechu-Deru, and Knitting.
+ Charismatic leader and skilled diplomat, able to convince the shyest of dolls to literally throw their soft, delicate bodies in the foray of combat
- Little to no combat prowess; he doesn't like fighting and he isn't trained in it.
- Flammable. He is a tree covered in wool. WHAT MORE DO YOU EXPECT?
APPEARANCE:
Knitler is an adorable, soft diabolically figure standing at 2 meters tall. His fabric skin, if it can be called such, is composed of finest Wookie fur and his entire figure is woven delicately to be so realistic and perfect that he seems human. Or so he muses to be, as many sentient beings can attest that Kniter just looks like an oversized doll. Side note, DOLLS CAN BE MANLY TOO.
BIOGRAPHY:
Knitler was convinced amid the forests of Kashyyyk, in which he was only a small sapling dwelling in the underbrush of the great stout Wroshyr trees. Perhaps by chance, he observed the Wookiees of Kashyyyk knitting and grew a compulsive knack for it. Indeed, Knitler was fueled by the inner jealously of the adored knitted dolls of the Wookiee children. Why couldn't Knitler be loved? Why was Knitler just a tree for the Katarn to claw at, the Kashyyyk bantha to poop on, or occasionally, the drunkard Wookiee to pee on. Fueled by this hatred, Knitler began to slowly abduct these Wookiee children and flay them, skinning them for their furs. Weaving an elaborate skin for himself to reside in, Knitler went to play with the other Wookiee children. The children did not hug him as he had thought, did not love him, and did not cherish him as they did the dolls of the past. Instead, they brought larger Wookiees to burn Knitler, and fire upon him with their painful energized bolts of hatred and pure plasma. Knitler was appalled and in retaliation, he mercilessly killed the entire village, flaying them, and taking their fur to create his own dolls. He didn't need the other children. He had his own to play with. His own that would cherish, love, and hug him. And they would be here forever.
SHIP:
Stuka
KILLS:
None
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None
ROLE-PLAYS:
None
