Kestriel the Heartless Race:
Part Human, Part Demon (He replaced his soul with demonic essence; not born, but made)Class:
Demon MagicLeast Ability:
Fighting (with his demon-augmented body)
Domination, humiliation, exhibitionism, extreme sadismOffs:
For the most part, Kestriel appears
to be human. Aside from his hands and the horns on his head, his form is perfectly human, with dark brown hair, a silver earring in his right ear, and a slightly-above-average phallus (around 7-8 inches, fully erect). His body does not have a single hair on it, aside from his head. His hands below the elbow, however, are coated in a thick, red scaly hide, with razor-sharp talons on the ends of his fingers. As well, he has a set of wings with the same texture that extend from his shoulderblades. Kestriel possesses one last feature that is out of the ordinary, however. His eyes have a crimson schlera, and his black pupils look like those of a cat.Background:
Kestriel was not born with that name, or the great power he now possesses. When he was born, his name was Niall. He was the third son of a well-off farmer, but many accused his mother of bearing another man's child, because he was nothing like the rest of his siblings, or his father. He did not grow up to be sturdy, but slender and weak. His wit was far sharper than any of his family, and he held them in nothing but contempt, and they responded in kind. Nor was he popular among the villagers, but was instead mocked for his frailness and his brooding demeanour.
When Niall turned six, he was given to the apprenticeship of the renowned wizard Al'alim Muamin, master conjurer from lands far to the south. The man saw in Niall the potential to be a powerful magician, even if he did not entirely approve of the boy's character. For the next several years, Niall learned the arts of binding spirits to do the bidding of the summoner, and he treated his master with the utmost respect. However, underneath, he hated Al'alim, because on the one hand he held Muamin's strong morals in contempt, but on the other hand, he could not deny the wizard's great power. And so he studied all the harder, working to prove himself greater than his master that he despised so much.
Niall's life was forever changed when he was 15. Al'alim had gone to sleep for the night, and Niall went among the people of the tavern. There, he found himself in desperate want of one of the tavern maidens. She rebuffed him with a laugh, however, mocking his weak body and lack of charm. Niall left the common room, followed by the laughter of the rest of the tavern. That night, he called for the spirit of a demon, demanding to know how to become powerful, surpass his master, and make all those who thought him weak pay. The demon, a trivial creature but well within the limits of Niall's abilities, suggested he speak to a more powerful creature, offering to show him the spell he needed. Niall was no fool, however, knowing he was not strong enough to handle such a creature, and so he dismissed it and bided his time.
Ten years later, Niall knew himself to be ready, and he called forth a more powerful creature. This one taught him a secret ritual, through which it could take a demon's soul and replace his own with it, granting him great power and the strength of a demon. Niall then performed the ritual upon the very demon he had summoned; the creature had expected this, and believed Niall too weak to defeat it, instead intending to rip Niall's soul out of him and drag it back with him to the abyss.
Niall succeeded, however, and part of him died that night, lost with his human soul. What remained were the darkest parts of that already-malevolent boy. He was not Niall Perrinsson anymore; he took upon himself the name Kestriel the Heartless. And Kestriel the Heartless was strong; even the skin that still appeared human was as strong as the toughest leather, and the demonic scales that covered his hands and formed his new wings were stronger than steel and completely fireproof. He had the strength of an ogre, capable of tossing normal men and shattering their bones with ease, and he was as quick as a cat. He could run for days and never tire. He had the eyes of a hawk, the ears of a fox, and the sense of smell of a bloodhound, and the ability to sense dark powers. And above all this, he still possessed great power over the darkest creatures from the deepest pits of the netherworld.
His first act with his new strength was to tear his former teacher's throat out.
Next, he made his way back to the town where, ten years ago, the bar maid had mocked him. She had a family by then, and Kestriel called form demons to tear her children to pieces in front of her as he raped her over the dead body of her husband. He did not tell her why he did it, only that he was Kestriel the Heartless, and to run and save her wretched hide. She did so, screaming until she had no voice, and then screaming some more, running through the streets naked, her body bloody and defiled. Smiling softly, he left, disappearing from that town forever. He felt something calling him, something buried deep, beating within the earth...