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Kresnik Karkarov

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Kresnik is regarded as animalistic by all rights. It can be see through his body language and his physical appearance as well. As a male Anzat, Kresnik stands 6 foot 4 inches, weighs 230 pounds and is 250 years old. His eyes are a pale shade and matched with his big black pupils, some have described his gaze as trance like. Kresniks body is that of a survivor. Adorned with medium to small scars on his flesh from his younger years as a Feral Anzat. This includes his face which seems to have the most scarring but not without purpose. Skin kissed by the sun and rough to the touch like the hands of a metalsmith. Like wise the texture of his hair is also the same. Kresniks hair is thick in texture, long in length and a black in color. Favoring one of two styles for his hair the Anzat can be found with either braids or two separate pony tails that originate from the back of his head.

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" Any instinct that is found, can be found in all sentient life... once the trash is removed." - Darth Raze
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  • Cunning

  • Extremist

  • Instinctive

  • Brash

  • Suspicious to all



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  • High Regeneration
  • Long lived
  • Innate Telepathy/Hypnosis
  • Absorbs the memories of those fed on
  • Body produces no heat

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[Apprentice] [Proficient] [Expert] [Master] [Apex]

  • Telekinesis - Expert

  • Beast Control - Master

  • Force Drain - Proficient

  • Force Body - Expert

  • Pyrokinesis - Proficient
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" You dont know what uncivilized is, Consequently this is why you fail." - Darth Raze
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For majority of my life I have been confined. Caged. To a singular rock in space. Duxn, my "stomping ground" as some hunters would express. I cant remember all of my beginnings, Its a blur of memories half of which are not my own. I was feral after all. A messy feeding frenzy. But I can tell you when I realized I needed to escape. The first hunter I killed, mandalorian I believe. A first sentient meal and with it by mental birth.​





 

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