Valadius

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Valadius is a foxtaur, standing at a good ten-foot-eight inches and ten-foot-ten feet long. His fur is a red colour with a cream-coloured stomach, chest, and neck and black "foxgloves" on his hands and tauric paws. He is a very interesting predator, usually getting his prey by way of persuasion and charisma rather than force, but he definately will use force is needs be. He is also an expert tracker. Another interesting thing about him is the fact that he has four stomachs: one in his humanoid half and three in his tauric half. His digestive system is another thing that's strange about him. He uses his victims as a battery, keeping them alive, breathing, and well, using their personal energy for his own. Still, after he's done with them, he regurgitates them, and they're able to do everything they could before they were eatten. His stomach compacity is this: humanoid stomach holds two victims and his tauric stomachs each hold three medium-sized victims. His pred nickname is "The Gentleman Predator" for his way of getting his prey: by persuasion. This foxtaur is also very keen with True-Name magic and has some telepathic ability. One of his trademarks is his deep voice and his gentle nature (for a predator).

The foxtaur's origins and how he became the predator he is remains a mystery. Some say he was once a great regal magistrate or some other high-office official. Maybe even a prince. But he has sadly fallen. But that's just a guess at what he once was. They focus more on what he is now: The Gentleman Predator. There is one thing that folk are sure about, though. He has been subject to government testing and has been used as a means for the government to nab fugitives and those who run from the law, which is where he got his amazing tracking skills.
Valadius has finally picked up on a new hobby and is keeping it up rather well, and that is being part of a band (lead singer and master of all the instruments, including bagpipes!) and doing a deep version of "shock rock" or "grunge metal". If you happen to see him in concert, his mic-stand is custom-made, make out of cold iron and shaped to look like himself eating a victim and the victim's leg are hanging out of his jaws, straight into the air to hold up the mic.

Theme Song: Mein Blut by Eisbrecher. Kalte Herz, eiskaltes licht; kalte Glanz, eisgesicht; kalte Lust, kalte Seele; Gottes Hand, an der Kehle. Auf de Knie, hut ab zum Gebet; das Gesicht in den Staub, so tief es nur geht... Ich vergieBe mein blut! Fur dich, mein herz! Fur dich, ich vergieBe mein blut!

The foxtaur has powers over all five elements of the world, to scary proportions. When he awakens those powers, pentagrams appear on his elbows, backs of his hands, his pupils, his anthro back, and his tauric back. When you see those....start running, because Hell's ready to tremble. His magical abilities are birthed from a mysterious experience he had many, many years ago when he actually died, and then returned from the grave. Only he knows what happened to him there. As one could probably tell from his pentagrams, it wasn't anything pretty...

Right now, his pupils are permenantly pentagram-shaped, showing his experience using his magical powers.