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- "Orgies are Strength"
- ―Timeros's personal motto
Timeros is a Krath Pontifex with Clan Arcona, currently serving as Rollmaster.
Character History
Born on Coruscant, *insert tragic stuff*, now a Dark Jedi *insert ego-boosting stuff*.
The Champion's Bracers
Custom-tailored for each individual Champion of the Antei Combat Centre, these bracers
have been manufactured using some of the rarest and strongest materials available. Utilizing
a combination of phrik, ultrachrome and durasteel, these bracers are able to withstand
countless lightsaber blows as well as reflect blaster and slugthrower weaponry for some
time. Each bracer is designed to cover the entire forearm of the user, and are made light
enough to not impede the wearer's movements.
Timeros' bracers, won in the Sixth Championship, are mostly standard fare in construction,
with the main difference being a slightly increased weight, accounting for the Entar's
increased strength to make them more effective bludgeoning weapons.
In contrast to the Arconae's mostly functional attire, his Bracers (though usually hidden) are
ornately decorated in blue and silver, with the entire surface of the Bracers covered in relief
lettering. The text is in High Galactic, quoting various statements on the nature of service and
sacrifice. Even in these decorations, there is a practical element; The relief passages provide
sufficient friction to allow the Entar to briefly 'catch' another's lightsaber on the bracers rather
than just deflect with them.
Force Wraiths
Timeros Force Wraiths are unsettling and strange even compared to other Arconans’ inventions. The Entar’s sense of identity is too strong for his Wraiths to deviate much from himself and take clearly monstrous forms. Instead, his spectral servants resemble him through a fractured lense and become mired in an uncanny valley of almost-humanity. While Timeros can control the Wraiths as well as any of his fellow Elders, he dislikes using them: The Adept's mind is too focused upon singular combat to bring his servants -a trio he has christened the Elements of Victory- to bear in any but the most desperate circumstances. Indeed, Timeros has grown to be something of an expert in hunting Wraiths. Those closest to the Arconae, if they could be bothered, might also offer the explanation that Timeros is deeply, fundamentally uncomfortable baring so much of his deepest soul.
The Mirthless Victor
With eyes opening and closing at random over its arms, legs, chest and bald skull, down to the tips of its fingers, each quivering with fear, the Mirthless Victor is a twitching monument to paranoia. Its moves are sudden and have an almost fearful bent to them, its vertiginous eyes tracking all around it with suspicious intensity. It wears only a loincloth for clothes. A grinding buzzsaw -itself, like all other parts of the Victor’s anatomy, bedecked in eyes - occasionally rips out of the Element’s skin in a shower of gore, spraying onlookers with ethereal (and rapidly-disappearing) blood before retreating with a slurping noise, the creature’s ‘skin’ rapidly healing. In combat, the saws, which may appear anywhere on the creature, are its main weapons.
The Incadescent Odium
This Element ripples in the air, as if distorted by the heat wave of its own abhorrence. While many Wraiths are just blurred outline, the Odium is a vivid mess of contrasting colors that exaggerate their master’s own, throwing each in a stark contrast with the other. Its outfit, mirroring whatever its creator wears, is also similar, but it is not what catches attention. Instead, the creature’s focus are the bright red letters in the air around it, as if the creature’s hatred wounded the air until it bled its invective upon the word, one insulting word after another carved into air in a dozen-odd languages. The creature’s bones protrude sickly through its skin, ending in sharp points, and its mouths opens impossibly wide, revealing row after row of pointed teeth.
The Martyr Triumphant
A face, expressionless, without fear or scorn, but most of all without pity. Ethereal blood, dripping from wounds and disappearing before it the ground. A ragged scar where a manhood should be. These are perhaps the least disturbing features of this Element of Victory, representing pain and sacrifice. Around its head runs a crown of barbed wire, artfully interwoven first with his skull and then its eyes, from whence fall crimson ghostly tears. The barbed-wire bands then swoop down, over its arms and the palms of its hands, ending in a pair of whips reaching out perhaps ten feet. It moves efficiently and deliberately, without hesitation, yet gives of a clear impression of being in great pain despite its willingness to be in such. It is, perhaps, ironic that of all his creations, this mangled, tortured creature resembles Timeros the most.
Other Wraiths
Timeros, as an Elder, is technically capable of creating more than three Force Wraiths. To the knowledge of those closest to him, however, he has not done so. This means that the Adept has either not finalized their creation, or else the final two Wraiths are so abhorrent to the him that he has never so far dared to unleash them.
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