Rhe’blaeyd’kii’lleek

Rhe’blaeyd’kii’lleek was an aarakocran blood hunter that was among the first to explore the frontiers of Eskarya.

Background
Dark clouds thundered with a great storm on the day the egg that would become Rhe’blaeyd’kii’lleek was laided by his mother, near as dark as the shell that splintered and fractured as the gale made a sudden second appearance a few months later. Rhe’blaeyd’kii’lleek, named for his grandfather, a famed soldier slain in battle against a Frost Giant, was unlike other chicks. Where they found joy in the wonders of a life above the clouds, he instead lamented them, preferring instead to skulk around the forbidden cliff-faces in the heart of the night. Few have experienced such a dour existence as he.

On one such night, he overheard a plot to overthrow the tribe leader and seize control of the nest and finding himself curious slipped down to investigate. Though hushed, there was no mistaking the calls and whistles of his older brother Gifuhk’Oohk’Ud (who was instead named for their maternal grandfather, another mighty warrior) at their head. Rhe’blaeyd’kii’lleek took flight but was heard by his treacherous sibling as he tried to flee. In sudden searing pain as an arrowbolt shattered his right wing, he felt himself tumble to the cliff-face with a sickening crunch.

He awoke in his family home, Gifuhk’Oohk’Ud’s curved sword at their parents’ throats. Bound by claw and wing, covered in his own blood, he felt a jagged dagger of obsidian pressed into his hand by his brother's henchman and found himself subsequently forced to sink the blade into the hearts of first his father, then his mother. Both wept as he did so, whilst Gifuhk’Oohk’Ud and Qual'illi'zeela (who had just a week prior claimed she had chosen Rhe’blaeyd’kii’lleek as a mate for life) simply laughed. Although Rhe’blaeyd’kii’lleek now found himself an orphan, he did not share in his parents' tears. Through guile he slipped away in the night, familiar and comfortable as he was in the gloom, vowing one day to return to enact his revenge against his brother - but not before paying all those that had helped such foul and twisted machinations in kind, granting them a fate worse than death.

His primal anger would guide his next two steps. Surviving the torturous process known as the Hunter’s Bane, he found himself bound to the darkness, empowering him with the ability to manipulate and curse the blood of the denizens of the realms that would dare stand in his way. In time, he would find common cause with the organisation known as Midnight’s Edge and finds himself driven to investigate their newest venture for himself - seeking new strength with his scimitar Mourning Song so he may finally do what needs to be done.

Also, Rhe’blaeyd’kii’lleek is a bit of a mouthful so he just goes by Blade.