Koshukhep of the Kanaan
male catfolk unchained monk 1 ranger 3 CG (house rule: no lawful requirement)
hgt: 6’8 wgt: 250 lbs
eyes: golden
hair: black
age: 20
Concept:
A proud nomad wants to raise catfolk to a position of honor with the Pharaoh once again.
Appearance:
Koshu
Black-furred and black-maned, Koshu has the powerful build of a lion, hulking head and shoulders above most people. His golden eyes are inquisitive, and he moves without haste, confident in himself. He has the scars of a brawler, displayed proudly when out of his armor. While his clothes are poor and his steel-studded armor is apparently cobbled together from disparate parts, they are immaculately clean and well-kept.
Brass bands ride high on his thick biceps and a brass torque hangs from around his neck on his chest, and he carries a backpack, a shortbow and a quiver slung over his shoulders.
Background:
The time of the ancient gods is long past, but there are those who remember it yet. The catfolk of Osirion remember a time of ease and plenty unheard of today, a paradise granted them by the ancient goddess Bastet. Once they were honored advisors to the Pharaohs; their young grow up in the knowledge of glories long past.
Such was the childhood of Koshu. The largest of his litter, black as night and always hungry, he was named for the huge black crocodiles of the Sphinx River, the hetkoshu. Heir to the great history of his people, told to him by the elder priest of his tribe, he savored such stories long after his siblings had grown bored with them. While they drifted towards more modern beliefs, he kept the faith of Bastet and Sekhmet alive in his heart. He felt that someday, they would lead his people back to glory.
When it came time to walk the desert alone, as all young males of his tribe must do, he was not sorry to leave. Perhaps the glory of the past could be unearthed in the restless sands of Osirion.
Seeking some sign or portent, he earned his living as a desert guide, a caravan guard, a bounty hunter, anything that let him roam - four years he searched the sands, but he did not find what he was looking for until the fateful day he was hired by Djehuti, an elf he had worked with before, to go in search of a trapped djinn. When he met Suri Kanjariya, he thought perhaps he had found his sign. When their party unearthed Ahmed Kharim, a djinn trapped in human form, Koshu was sure of it.
Ahmed could speak of the time when catfolk had held an honored place in society as one who had been there, and Koshu was sure he was the key to regaining that status. He would go where Ahmed led them, hungry to find the secrets of the past that would lead to a bright future for his people.
Languages:
Common (modern Osiriani?), Catfolk, Ancient Osiriani
