Age: He’s long since lost count (humanoid form appears 14)
Race: Eldrich Demon
Magic type (only needed if your char actually uses magic: Tactile Magic Null (innate), Kinetic absorption and amplification, transformation magic (personal, innate), Enlarge/shinking magic (personal, innate), Kinetic flight (absorbed and multiplied kinetic energy can be used for flight), Liquid, solid, and gaseous states (personal, innate)
Appearance: Nyaro is a black and gray amorphous eldrich demon with no real standard form. He currently favors the appearance of a 14 year old boy with gray skin, black hair and glowing red eyes. He can shrink to the size of a raindrop to a massive eldritch abomination on a dime. eyes, mouths, tentacles, and any number of things can form on any parts of his body.
Personality: Predatory and sadistic, likes to play with his prey, can be talked down from attacking if they amuse him enough.
Short Bio: Nyaro is an ancient eldrich demon that existed long before the first fall of magic. While his exact origins are unknown, it is said that he was created long ago specifically to hunt mortal magic users. His amorphous body is specially designed for the kind of prey he seeks out. Direct uses of magic against his body are immediately nullified, and most forms of kinetic attacks like projectiles and fists are absorbed into his body and multiplied into his own attacks. While confrontations with Nyaro are quite perilous for mortals, Nyaro is not invincible. too much use of his powers in too short of a time, or too much exposure to sunlight or indirect fire will dry him out, making his defences less and less effective. He tends to favor dark, damp environments to compensate for this drawback… He also tries to only use his shapeshifting in combat scenarios when he knows he can end it quickly to maintain his defences.
The mortals were certainly having fun. Nyaro had been slumbering some miles away when he had heard the commotion. He hung back in the distance in his humanoid form, casually watching the destruction with the biggest smile on his face, baring unnaturally sharp teeth. As he watched the mass of buildings burn he tapped his foot, almost to the tune of the death cries he could vaguely hear in his ears. It surved another purpose as well, building up kinetic energy inside of his body until he could practically feel it radiating out from his compact form. When he got like this he felt like the taut string of a bow, ready to unleash the arrows of war the second he let himself go.
Nyaro began to clap his youthful looking hands together as he slowly approached, absorbing more power with each clap. He chuckled in amusement, his voice both that of a boy and something else layered underneath as it carried over to the party. A grey tongue snaked out and licked his lips and teeth before slithering back inside as he stopped a few dozen yards away, eyeing them all with his large red eyes that seemed almost cute, yet clearly crazed and malevolent at the same time.
"This world has been having a lot of fun since I’ve been gone huh? I barely recognize the place anymore."
Sometimes the voice sounded almost as young as his body looked, but there were hints of darker, deeper tones peppered throughout it. It sounded almost like an old recording that was warped and distorted after years of neglect. Though his body was small and thin, the atmosphere around him was palpable. Despite how relaxed he tried to seem, it was obvious upon any kind of closer inspection that he was ready to spring at them at any second. His whole body was fidgeting with excess energy that he could barely contain, and his mouth was twitching itself into a wider and wider smile by the second.
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