"Finihsed" app, subject to slight revisions.
Race:Teifling (with large size feindish feat)
Classes: Tome Monk 12//Tome Samurai12
Role: tank, grappler, crowd control
Description: In most situations, Sheerak looks like an average human, acheived by the use of his harmless form ability. This form can be used to look like any humanoid, and he has been human elf, dwarf, and more, but generally he takes the guise of a brown haired 6" man with a small scar on his face, a days worth of stubble, and an old leather duster.
Sheerak true form is a Male Tiefling, who's appearance if more serene than beastial, giving him an almost "elven" countenance, despite his Ram's horns (which curl into one full corkscreww), his tail (which is only about a foot long), his dark skin (the color of volcanic sands with a hint of cobalt), his wings (which are feathery and black, like those of a black swan) and his distinctive teifling face. He stands tall, and keeps his hair cut meticulously short. His height is intimidating, as he stands 8' 6" tall, making him hard to miss in a crowd and making him a beacon in fights. His countenance is calm though, is a triffle aloof or even distainful. Were it not for the deep anti-tiefling feelings held by so many, Sheerak would be held as handsome; some may still think so.
Personality: Sheerak is a bit reserved in his social interaction, prone to bouts of introspection. He is quick to command, but hesitant to lead. He won't admit it to himself, but he is hopoing to find someone to open up to. He is pained by the loss of his lord father (see below) and will pursue any lead in that investigation with miopic devotion.
Background:Sheerak grew up in the House of Lord Su, a human who oversaw a large agricultural province. Lord Su was a human, and never explained to Sheerak who his mother was, how he came to be there, or where his name came from. Lord Su seemed amused or irritated by these requests, depending on his mood, either dismissing the questions entirely or giving deep answers that shared nothing ("You are called Sheerak because that is your name." etc.) Despite this, Lord Su raised Sheerak as his son, training him in the ancestrial arts of the Su family, as well as educating him in the art of running a province. Sheerak excelled and reveled in fighting, though his father was successful to chanel this in self dicipline and a soul that could revel in battle wihtout ever seeking it. Once when returning from aiding a small village in the souther part of the province, Sheerak saw smoke coming from his home. He raced his horse to exhaustion, and arrived to the smoldering mannor house Bodies were strewn everywhere, and the only survivor he found was a maid who was in histerics, who said that Lord Su had been killed and that "they" would surely come back to kill her too. She died without giving up any more information. Sheerak personally lifted evey rock, wall, and beam in the rubble, but did not find his Father's body. When he found his faather's ancectrial sword, he assumed the worst. His rage boiled and he screamed for over an hour without pause. This show of rage somehow drew deep into his feindish heritage, drawing forth traits previously hidden. Sheerak had always been taller than those in his province, but he grew 3 feet in that hour, and wings sprouted from his back. While he learned to take advantage of these, it reminded him of the tenuous grasp we all keep on our souls, and he rededicated himself to balance and poise.
He has searched for word of the killers, but has found nothing. The tracks come from one clearing and then return to that clearing. After determining to his satisfaction that no group from his world could be responsible responsible, he has traveled to the city of doors, to pick up the trail. He has little to his name beyond the equipment he had tekken on that fatefull journey, and is prepared to take whatever work he must to support himself and to gain strength in order to see his Father avenged.
Loved ones and allegences:
Sheerak has never known family besides his father. Everyone else he was friendly with in the household is dead, and he has left behind the childhood friends of his realm, who are worried about farming, not interplaniar vengance. He loves his father, and is frustrated that he can not speak to his father when communing with the Su Ancestors (they will not say why he is missing either, or answer any of the heritage questions Lord Su evaded).
Sheerak's undying hatred is for the unamed ones who killed his father, and he has sworn vegence against them by the 6 winds of the Kale Mountains, by the earth and the sky, and by his blade. He does nto know why they came, whether they were after him or his father, or even whether his father is alive or not.
M NN Tiefling Monk12//Samurai12, Level
+15, Base Attack Bonus
(+2 Dex, +2 Natural, +15 Misc)
Str 29, Dex 15, Con 24, Int 17, Wis 25, Cha 19