Much like the legendary beast he was expected to be by the lands he resided in, Yin Qu is a treacherous and savage individual with a vile brutal nature matching to those beasts of folklore. Wrathful, vindictive and highly explosively tempered he’s an unpredictable force to reckon with especially when enraged by others that don’t walk on eggshells around him. Neither Friend nor foe is safe from these violent outbursts of random fury where he’s to unload all his pinned up energy and frustrations simply for the fun of it. Confrontation and provocation that makes opponents lose their calm is his most favored strategy where Yin Qu simply waits like a wretched fiend for people to slip up. This being said that same aspect of his personality is also his greatest weakness for those capable of withstanding the slithering ways that dare one to make that first errored move could eventually trigger a vicious ire from this young atrocity of Lannister…
Next to anger and bottled up rage, Yin Qu is perhaps the most treacherous and villainous of individuals to be found in Westeros and the lands beyond those borders; deception and deceit are art forms mastered by the young lad even to the point it dominates his entire existence. His words are like a corrupting poison that riddles the bravest of souls and spreads a heinous doubt amidst enemy ranks but so are his actions; from the vile talents he developed over the years Yin Qu can truly betray an individual in a single hand’s touch. Being this wicked, even rotten to the core has left a black stain on his person for in people he sees those same features as he displays; none are to be trusted, none are to be shown any hint of weakness for deep down he understands a knife can easily be lodged in his back for actions in the past. There’s this rooted skepticism in his person towards others, especially those closest …
Anger and deception aside Yin Qu is a complex individual with an incredible sense of personal pride and confidence that accompanies him through life; everything he does, everything he works towards is all in his pursuit of perfection. He strives to achieve excellence in every aspect of his life through his own unique methods which leave people to perceive his confidence more than often for arrogance. To measure his success he doesn’t take in account the respect of folks rather their fear of him and all the ominous fables revolving his existence; the name whispered by common folk to be the Obsidian Basilisk, a wingless dragon of the olden days is a reputation he deems to be his greatest success. Being associated with such an atrocity of legend, a monster of myth and folklore with great honor on his part even while this was never intended by those taking the term to mouth…
Physical Description:
The first thing all notice of Yin Qu is that sickly albino complexion of his that grants his skin that ghost-like appearance; pale as the moon’s glow without the slightest hint of pigment or imperfections he’s viewed as a strange almost necrotic form of life who’s presence alone embodies fear in the hearts of many. Ghastly like the silk webs of spiders his body is deprived of any type of hair. Neither eyebrows, eyelashes nor even the most faded hint of facial hair can be detected on his youthful frame with the exception of one long braid like strand of hair growing at the lowest section of his otherwise bald head…
There are various reasons that added to his grim reputation as the Obsidian Basilisk yet none are as prominent as the physical trademarks that lend him this sinister handle in the first place; the exploration of dark forbidden magic has manifested itself visually throughout his body for the summoning of his black art will bring that deep obsidian network of veins to rise to his skin’s surface. Black lines born from the palm of his hands and spreading like an infectious disease all through his body are shown whenever this wretched curse is conjured…
The second visual features to thrive his reputation on are the dragon-like scales that have grown on his body; mostly focused on his torso and shoulder like an external armor his explorations in the forsaken grimoires have made him to develop these scales harder than most castle steel. The pattern complex and unfathomed by any living creature show the similarities with the beast they’ve named him after while at the same time giving peasants reason to believe he’s one of these legendary creatures from the folklore tales. This however is untrue for the scales are but the result of dark magic corruption slowly taking hold of the young man…
Garments wise Yin Qu is a man favoring the theatrical and dramatic wardrobe to suit his illusive renown with treasures robes that once more establish bonds to the exiled lands of Targaryens across the Narrow Sea. Complex silken robes, light and delicate to the point of almost feminine are carefully layered across his features; images of serpents, dragons and other dreaded beasts of myths are sown by his own hand on scarlet and lavender garments from the Free Cities to once more strengthen the already spread rumors about his lineage…
Powers and Abilities:
The Obsidian Hand: Yin Qu Yuanjia is foremost a lethal warrior practiced in a wide array of combat styles not to be found in Westeros; arts of war developed entirely for battle he has perfected a distinct form of his own sinisterly called the Obsidian Hand. His style, wriggly and quick, is a nice blend of defensive and offensive posturing. The strikes are so fast that it is almost as if he has a hundred arms and legs while representing a double threat. In the similarities with several fiendish animals he displays an understanding of anatomy and physics that combine the treacherous kicks like the scorpion’s stinging tail able of stunning and paralyzing his opponents; on the other side there are the strong pincer-style attacks with precise finger motor control that debilitate his opponent with lethal acupressure applications. His exploration of dark sorcery only strengthened this twisted style yet there are weaknesses once could explore…
The Basilisk’s Bite: Within the Obsidian Hand technique there’s a more vicious black magic shrouded in those deathly blows; notice how his veins turn nightmarish obsidian after a stance is taken while his fingers and palms grow black. This is a sinister curse hone to the Obsidian Basilisk for his attacks of hand are turned into perhaps the most deathly of weapons in Yin Qu’s arsenal. Like the mythical bite of a Basilisk when his bare hands make contact with another’s flesh a wretched venom is spread on impact. Skin on skin interaction with him will let this poison rapidly spread turning his victims just as obsidian black as his own while the flesh beneath withers like an accelerated process of decay. This grim form of corrupted magic however is limited in use for to sustain the amount of basilisk venom produced will demand a grave toll on his person; in order to conjure this fatal enigma he needs to first contain all that vile toxic within his own hands which when held to long threatens to injure him physically by the aftershock…
The Dragon’s Scales: A direct manifestation of his experimentation with various dark arts and sinister forbidden grimoires, Yin Qu has bestowed himself with an encumbering curse; with the black magic taking hold of him through sacrilegious rituals his skin began to transform into dragon-like scales that spread across the majority of his torso. All across his chest and back these scales had shaped a menacing armor that features similarities with the legendary skin of dragons including the astonishing details that went into this corrupted armor. Thick and hard as steel, innate to temperature and impregnable to common means such as castle forged steel this magical encasing is notorious for splintering blades on and shattering arrows. A crossbow bolt otherwise capable of penetrating through armored plating simply gets ripped apart on impact without even scratching the surface while swords and sledgehammers are able of breaching this shield. It does have various vulnerabilities for Valyrian steel could perhaps strike through but without a doubt something just as thin as a needle could slip through and hit the organs beneath…
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Mon Jul 23, 2012 4:10 am
