Kyrize Thornwick

A golden predatory stare that seems to take in every little movement.

Wild, tawny coloured hair and a scruffy looking tail that twitches restlessly behind him.

Athletic build, with a strong emphasis on agility; built for the hunt.

Scarred appendages from years of hunting and killing.

A tiny bundle of spitting fury.

=• Kyrize Thornwick •=

Back on Arboria, Kyrize lived the life of a passionate hunter after receiving training from his family which instilled a high level of respect for the balance of life and the forest until the Dominion invaded. The culture shock of having to leave his familiar routine, and everything he's known, had left him a little 'high strung' when around other beings; he went stir-crazy in the ship he was on despite the large agricultural enclosure, and couldn't keep himself busy enough to ignore his festering turmoil. By the time the Exile fleet happened upon Nexus he was an infamous troublemaker and a lush, lost in the bottom of a bottle. Believing the fresh air and expansive forests on the alien planet could cure him, he opted to become an Explorer and familiarize himself with the wilds of Nexus.

Aurin Hunter
''"Aurin Hunters provide valuable meat, bones, and leathers to their villages, alongside maintaining the balance of the local animal populations. They do not take their job lightly: they emphasize the proper killing of prey - quickly and efficiently. They do not condone the death of harmless prey such as jabbits, and will lambaste anyone who does so." - Gamepedia''

On Arboria, Kyrize was emphatic about learning the ways of a hunter and carefully instructed others on how to follow the harmonious ways of the path. He took pride in his clean kills and enjoyed the praise and the look of gratitude in the eyes of his fellow villagers when he delivered the goods. As a firm believer in the balance of the life cycle he remained respectful and thankful for each kill.

''"They are fond of sharing stories about their hunts or the hunts of others." - Gamepedia''

On the days he wasn't out hunting he would chat up anyone willing to listen, and would entertain children with his energetic and expressive storytelling. He would often speak with a lot of hand gestures and mimed everything from the swaying of the trees to crawling through the dirt and the final takedown.

As he moved into adulthood he took to the polyamorous ways of his people and had a couple partners, one union producing three children. These offspring ranged in ages, with the youngest getting killed in the wake of the Dominion. The mother, it turned out, did not make it onto the ship and the fate of the oldest child is unknown.

Scrapwick
Following the evacuation of his beloved planet Arboria, he was taken in by the fascinating science and technology of the Exile rescuers. Nothing within his grasp was safe; he had to touch, taste, and smell everything even if it was hooked up to an electronic console with intricate wiring. Crew members were often dragging him out from under consoles by his tail, strapping him to chairs, or hauling him away to the agricultural vessels and placing him in the charge of another Aurin. His curiousity was insatiable until he learned enough to start creating his own idea of gadgetry and making 'improvements'. At that point he began collecting and stealing scraps of wiring, metal, electronics, anything he could find to create something (mostly rudimentary electronics). That was also when the drinking began. After discovering the numbing, 'woozy-making', effects of the strong Exile alcohol he was usually found meandering his way around the bar, chatting up the other patrons.

Nexus Explorer
It had taken what seemed like decades to get to Nexus after its initial discovery and, finding himself inspired by the dreams of his fellow bar attendees, Kyrize decided to race them across the surface of the planet. He desired freedom, wilderness, and discovery with little regard for what dangers could be skulking about the virgin territory. Despite being cooped up on a ship for a few years, his hunter instincts were stirring and he was ready for a fight.

=• Description •=

Physical
His hunting prowess was once aided by firm cords of muscle that have since then lost a lot of definition on account of stagnation. Recently inspired to take on the untamed wilderness, those muscles have been put to use in his endeavor and are growing more athletic by the day. Beneath a wild mop of tawny hair are two feline ears topped with lighter coloured tufts, and one appears to have a chunk taken out of it. A long and spindly tail, matching the colour of his hair, lashes about energetically behind him whether he's relaxed or on edge, indicative of persistent alertness (or agitation).

Psychological
Like many Aurin, his foundation is one of balance and harmony with nature and so he respects life, whether flora or fauna, and cherishes that connection. As a hunter, he had more experience dealing with the life cycle and became sensitive towards senseless killing and destruction. However, since the destruction of his home planet he has it out for anyone wearing Dominion colours regardless of whether or not they're aggressive at that moment. Let's call it a trigger.

=• Family, Friends, and Contacts •= During the two year invasion he watched numerous companions, lovers, and family members fall victim to the dreadful machinery of the Dominion. As more Aurin scattered, regrouped, and scattered again, he lost track of many familiar faces in the chaos.

Player's Notes
''As this is a work in progress, and I assume most of us are still finding our way through the brand new Wildstar lore, anything on this profile is subject to change and/or be expanded on at a later time. A lot of it is vague and left open for future RP scenarios/ideas/connections. ;)''