Description from original post (created 2013-07-01 11:30):
I made his body and Jetra gave his the life...
From the forests of Tiberius, comes the legendary V'naial. Tribe leader of the Untide Clan, he marches out in battle to pillage and plunder from nearby settlements of Englishmen. Taken many a musket shot, but still surviving, he has learned the tactics of the invaders, applying them to his own needs. Master craftsman, he makes his own weapons from the bow and arrows tipped with various poisons to the staff he carved from oldest Tikal tree when he was just a young man.
Tribe Magician, provider of medicine and magick for his village, he watches over all and cares for those who are unable to do much heavy work. His powers were bestoyed about him by several magical gems that he obtained in his travels with his cousin. While they were out hunting, they came across a desterted village. In the center of the village was a meteor crater, freshly made, the heat of the celestial rock still smouldering.
Both of them went inside to investigate and found not a rock, but a charred gemstone the size of an adult male. Glowing with bluish-gold, they felt the power eminating from it. On the ground were some fragments from the rock. When V'naial grabbed them, they were stone cold, odd since it actually should have been too hot to handle.
Once he touched them, all magical secrets were shown to him through a haze of memories. Tribes from other worlds, thoughts that connected all to one and one to all. The flood of information caused him to pass out. When he awoke, he cast his first spell, the scare on his cousin's cheek where a kital, a giant feline creature with scales, had cut him. It was only a few months old, but still dangerous.
As the years passed by, his skills only strengthened. One day, he set out in search of other rare meteorites, but never returned. Tales tell that he found more, others say he ascended to the Heavens. Their only memory of him was the meteor that still remains in the village, nobody daring to go near it for tales of ghosts and demons haunt the very land near it.
Skin section: Ancient Life*