Name: Uz'Kiir
Race: Unknown
Place of Birth: Somewhere in the Peruses Arm
Gender: Male
Age: Seven Hundred Earth Rotations
Height: Two Meters
Weight: Several Hundred Kilograms in Armour, a slimmer 107 Kilograms without
Eye Colour: Black
Skin Colour: Pasty White
Skin Texture: Somewhat rubbery by human standards
Hair: None
Body Build: Tall, lanky, and extremely skinny appearing, but do not mistake his emasculated appearance for weakness.
Tail: None
Tentacles: Only in Armour
Number of Tentacles: Four
Wings: None
Cock Size: Varies, dependant on different factors.
Number of Cocks: One
Fighting Style: Master of numerous combat styles, ranged as well as melee. In ninety percent of combat though, he will be in his armour.
Motivation: Pure pleasure. This resort is Uz'Kiir's retirement. While he is not as good as he used to be, these human females are fairly easy prey and very rewarding afterwards. He revels in the thrill of the hunt and the fear that his presence creates. The anticipation and the act, all elements of the hunt and capture are his motivation.
Psychological Profile: Uz'Kiir was a hunter, though a sanctioned one. He has killed and captured thousands in his six hundred year career. Determined to complete any task he sets himself to and finds this retirement to be very rewarding. He continues his passion of stalking, hunting, and capturing his prey, with the new added pleasure of helping himself to their bodies when he has taken them.
Human Disguise Form: None. His appearance is only remotely human and any inspection by a human with normal vision would immediately betray any attempt to disguise himself and thus he does not bother to try.
Clothing: Powered Armour
Special Attributes: Outside of his armour he is still leaps and bounds ahead of the human body's capabilities. Physical strength, coordination, and his vision are all spectacular. Natural
Behaviour: Uz'Kiir tends to stalk his victim[s] for some time, learning everything he can about them and their habits before striking. Hearkening back to his days as a hunter, he is methodical in everything he does and tends to take his time. Because of his species natural nocturnal cycle, most of his hunting takes place during the night. The sheer number of targets available during the daylight, however, have convinced him to hunt sometimes then as well.
Capabilities: With his standard power armour he has a number of devastating tools at his disposal. The enhanced strength of the armour allows the already very strong alien to heft tremendous weights. As a requirement of his retirement the lethal armaments and capabilities have been re
moved, though a number of them have been replaced with similarly functioning non-lethal options. The left arm mounts a weapon capable of discharging debilitating blasts of electrical energy with more than enough power to paralyse or render a human being unconscious. The cameras in his helmet allow for targeting and multiple vision modes. The right arm has a smaller wrist mounted weapon that generates an energy barrier. While its original purpose is as a defensive weapon against advanced alien weapons he commonly went up against, it has found a niche in his arsenal here as a tool for rendering targets at close range unconscious with a strike. Finally his suit's backpack contains a quartet of retractable mechanical tentacles, each with numerous functions ranging from simple restraint of a target in close proximity to aides in his sexual exploits.
Weaknesses: A pension for the theatrics in his old age has let a few of his targets slip in the past. His overconfidence has not aided in matters either.
History: Uz'Kiir was born under a black sun, thus ordained at birth to be a Jiach'Nai, an black assassin. From birth he was trained in the deadly arts and made blindingly loyal to his rulers. At roughly forty human years of age his training was deemed complete, and he was sent forth on his first missions. For the next one hundred human years he acted on the will of his masters, seeking out and destroying those whom he was commanded to without a question asked. When turned upon a holy man of his own people, he hesitated and was marked for death himself. An arduous two century period followed while he fought against those who had given him his orders before. In the end he hunted the last of the masters to a primitive planet called Sol 3, where he slew him in melee combat. For sometime he hid on this world, hunting the people of this planet and finding that the women were...pleasurable to say the least. Eventually he escaped the planet and freed of the masters, he set off on his own, quickly earning a reputation as a respectable hunter in numerous systems. His consistent work with governments in power and intergalactic organizations earned him strong standing as a hero of the common man. He became known as a scourge to the galactic underworld, hunting and destroying the highest of their organizations. His methods were effective, if somewhat brutal. He was not above torture or killing to get to his target, though he avoided innocent deaths whenever possible. His long career led him across the galaxy many times and eventually to the foundation of a 'legal' hunters organization. As he aged his skill and prowess began to wane. No longer able to keep up with the young guns of the galaxy he turned to the organization he helped establish. There he was a council member for a century and head of the council for half of that time. At the end of his tenure he was granted transport to any destination he so desired for a well deserved retirement. Remembering his younger days, stranded on the planet Sol 3 he turned to the 'resort' world that employed the females of that planet for pleasure. After reading of the place he decided that he'd spend the last of his years hunting and exploiting the women of Sol 3 in a legal manner.