Kinich

nickname:

Kinich

birthday

November 11th

sex (gender)

male

affiliation

Huitztlán

nation

Natlan

appearance

Kinich uses the medium male model. Kinich has fair skin, greenish-yellow eyes, and messy blue-black hair with green streaks. His left arm is tattooed with green ink, and he wears black gloves decorated on both arms. A green bandana is tied around his head with two white feathers with yellow and green tips tucked behind it and a sweater tied around his waist. He has a white, lime, and green earring hanging from each ear and baggy green pants with blue and orange detailing. His Vision is positioned on his right leg, and he wears black boots with blue and gold detailing.

personality

A saurian hunter of the Canopy Kindred with the ancient name "Malipo", Kinich is a taciturn individual who has a knack for calculating the price of any order, even dirty work, due to his utilitarian philosophy. He is quiet, introverted, pragmatic and quite cold at times. in love is intense and very overprotective

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Natlan is a nation where humans and saurians have lived together in harmony for many years. The relationship that most humans and saurians have is one of cordiality and camaraderie. But this doesn't mean that all lizards who approach humans have good intentions. Even today, humans still lose their lives to lizard attacks. And that's precisely why the dinosaur hunters appeared, who know the weaknesses of these creatures very well, Kinich being one of the best. Although he was still young and had not been taught by any master, his years of experience in the wild had given him the techniques necessary to subdue evil beasts and saurians. As a born hunter, he is firm, direct and efficient, and his gaze is as sharp as a knife's edge. But unlike other dinosaur hunters, Kinich's profession isn't limited to hunting. Rumor has it that as long as Moras's offer is sufficient, he'll accept any assignment. For this reason, many members of the tribe respect him, but they also view him with suspicion due to his practical and opportunistic way of doing things. Whether it's a client in a difficult situation or a child who hasn't yet reached the age of majority, Kinich always demands a suitable reward. Nothing can change his principles, because he believes everything in this world has a price. Although his behavior causes confusion, he has never intended to explain it. If someone wanted an explanation, I would hold out my hand and ask how much they were willing to pay for it.

History

Kinich lived with his family until he was seven years old. His father was a messenger who, for every day he worked, took three days off to go to betting shops. If he won, he would buy Kinich an expensive box of candy and some pretty flowers for his mother. If he lost, he had to borrow money from his coworkers to get drunk and thus be able to hide his lack of income. But his mother, who remained lucid, frequently argued with her husband about it while holding little Kinich in her arms. Sometimes, the man admitted he had lost and promised never to gamble again. But other times, the argument would end in a heated domestic dispute in which the stronger father always emerged victorious. Then, the dejected mother had no choice but to calmly attend to the gardening work in the backyard. That tenacious woman wasn't a good fighter, but she was an excellent farmer. And she had better be, since she had three mouths to feed. So the years passed, until Kinich's father lost his house, and the family had to move to the foot of a mountain, far from the tribe. But it wasn't all bad, as they had more land there than before. There, Kinich learned to grow mahí and make rope from castor oil. He also learned to prepare thick tapioca-based noodles and to hunt wild boar with traps. But the bad news was that now that there were no neighbors around to mediate the family arguments, the fights became more intense, resulting in injuries to his mother and Kinich. One day, his mother secretly left without her son. She didn't take him with her, perhaps because she feared that her husband would follow her to the ends of the earth if she had. Kinich doesn't remember whether his mother said goodbye, but he learned very well how to do household chores: farming, hunting, and taking beatings. But as he grew older, he also learned to run away. He possessed innate athletic talent, and every day he ran faster.

history

His father found it increasingly difficult to catch him. Every time he left the house, the wind drowned out his father's screams, while Kinich enjoyed a unique moment of freedom. Perhaps fate felt sorry for him and wanted him to experience true freedom. One day, when Kinich turned seven, he asked his father if he had heard from his mother. The answer was obvious. His father, whose eyes were red from the alcohol, left the house and chased him, hoping to teach him a lesson. But years of alcoholism weakened the man's body, and upon reaching a cliff, he accidentally fell off it. When Kinich realized it, his father was lying motionless among the stones at the bottom of a ravine, like a wild boar that, after struggling against a trap, had decided not to rise again. At that moment, Kinich felt a great deal of confusion. His head was spinning, and a bitter feeling took hold of him. To keep from crying, she squeezed her eyes shut, wrinkled her nose, and took a deep breath with all her might. Her face constricted until it was disfigured. It took a while before Kinich took his father's grappling hook to drag the body back to the house. His father had never taught him how to use the grappling hook, but he learned it by heart after sneaking into it on a few occasions. He jumped from branch to branch, the wind whistling past his ears. On her seventh birthday, freedom came to her like a gift from the mountains, but when she opened the gift, all she found was loneliness.

childhood

After his parents left him, Kinich stayed living at the foot of the mountain. She farmed, wove, and hunted to survive. She also often went to the tribe's market to exchange the prey she caught for other everyday items. Over time, the adults of the tribe took more notice of this quiet boy. Some were concerned about his way of life and offered to help him, but he always shook his head. For him, nothing in this world was free, and goods that came with a price were more reliable than free help. Perhaps it was a trap, like the ones he used to catch prey, the price of which would be discovered later. So he always stayed away from the center of the tribe and maintained a safe distance from the adults who approached him. Every time he went to visit the tribe, he would only stay long enough to get the items he needed and then leave. All this was observed by the old man Leik, who was also the teacher of the children of the tribe. Since he had already met Kinich through his involvement in the Tree Sprouts training, he was one of the few who knew about his family situation. One day, when Kinich went to the market, Leik made him a special proposal. He wanted Kinich to attend the tribe's school, since all children of seven and eight years old were required to attend. As for the tuition fee, he could cover it with the income from the errands he gave him as a messenger, since Leik would need a messenger to send notices to the students. However, Kinich refused. He was still too young and didn't quite understand what going to school meant. Besides, he didn't think it was worth it. In the time it took him to run around sending messages, he could have caught seven or eight wild boars. Leik was stunned. The school was actually free. He just wanted Kinich to let his guard down.

academic life

He wanted Kinich to let his guard down, so he asked him to run some extra errands. But he didn't give up. He spent a whole month trying to explain to Kinich what the school was all about and adjusting the salary. In the end, they reached an agreement. Every time Kinich went to the market, he would also go to the school. In return, he would run errands for Leik when he had time. Both were satisfied with the deal, except for the fact that neither had imagined that Kinich would take only one day to graduate.

academic life, childhood

When Kinich arrived at class as agreed, the teacher, who turned out to be the elderly Leik, was already in the room. The old man stood in the center of a circle of students and motioned for Kinich to find a seat. Kinich sat on the outer edge of the circle, while the other children looked at him curiously. Although the Tree Sprouts' lives were simple, Kinich's clothing was ragged even by their standards. She wore an ash-stained bandana tied around her forehead, a hand-woven wool jacket, and an animal-skin skirt. She also went barefoot, giving her a somewhat savage appearance. “Why aren't you wearing shoes?” asked a curious girl, prompting a burly boy and his friends to laugh. “It's because it's a dirty monkey that lives in the forest,” one of them replied. Old man Leik cleared his throat to immediately interrupt the children and indicate that the class was about to begin. The forest taught him that the boar is the noblest animal, because it fills the stomach, and that water is the next most important thing, because without it we would die of thirst. But we aren't born with either of those two assets. That's why they were so valuable, and to get something valuable, you have to give something in return. He loved getting blackberries, since he could buy anything else with them. So he told the professor, “If I become a hero, I want to be rewarded with blackberries.” The children laughed, and the boy who had made fun of Kinich laughed louder than the others. “Then go back to the forest and swing through the trees, you filthy, greedy monkey!” said the boy. But the other children in the group weren't satisfied with that, and they stood up to push Kinich toward the door. Although their teacher tried to stop them, Kinich took the opportunity to leave. He realized then that he didn't need to stay there any longer, for his sharp mind had discovered a truth:

childhood

All those children were nothing more than brats. They gathered around and praised the heroes as if they were heroes too, as if they shared the same greatness. But that false glory wouldn't teach them how to fill their stomachs. They would have to go home after school and beg their mothers for food. Kinich could have taught them a lesson right there and made them see how far from being heroes they were, but he didn't have to do them that favor for free. However, he also thought that the class had not been a complete waste of time, since at least it had helped him resolve some of his doubts. He knew what the future held: becoming a hero. To win Moras, of course.

Even after obtaining his former name, Kinich did not promise that he would follow the example of historical heroes in sacrificing himself for others. He only participated in the Pilgrims' War and, without a word, he threw himself without hesitation into the jaws of the glorious death that awaited him. It was a very dangerous battle in which the power of the Abyss had taken a new and evil turn, now taking the form of the warriors' near and dear ones to ambush them. Facing off against familiar faces, the heroes began to falter one after another, and though they did so only for an instant, it was enough to spell their doom and a fatal defeat. Kinich also faced that dilemma, for the person standing before him was his mother just as he remembered her. He once thought that if he ever met her again, he would first ask her how it ended. However, at that moment, his hunter's instincts proved to be faster than his mind, because as soon as the being from the Abyss disguised as his mother reached out to embrace him, he ran it clean through with his sword. He then became even more ruthless, mowing down every familiar face he came across, though not in cold blood, as each killing blow he delivered was like another burden on his heart.