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[Hider=Ryteb Pyarros WIP][b]Name:[/b] Ryteb Ignatius Pyarros
[b]Age:[/b] 45
[b]Gender[/b] Fluid, though tends to respond best to male pronouns.
[b]Race:[/b] Akagami Kitsune

[b]Culture:[/b] The Akagami are a nomadic people, each clan, or Hakki Yagyõ, having their own rules and traditions. Ryteb's birth clan were influenced heavily by the fae, possessing a druidic mindset and culture. The elders of the clan were very closed minded about technology, regarding civillisation as against the will of the world. Due to his exile from the clan, he tends to deliberately contradict this mindset out of petty vengeance.

[b]Racial Features:[/b] Akagami Kitsune posses a limited ability to shapeshift, namely between the form of a fox and humanoid as well as being able to shift genders on the fly. In tbeir humanoid form they posses fox ears and a tail. Their animal form has multiple tails for each decade of their life.

[b]Appearance[/b] Short and lithe in his humanoid form, Ryteb is constantly mistaken for a child, not helped with his androgynous features. His red hair comes down to just below his shoulders, kept behind him in a ponytail by a hairband with a tiny silver gravestone with his initals engraved. In his fox form the hairband transforms into a collar. His eyes are red-orange, like a warmly flickering flame, and possess the same intellect in both forms.
He wears a Chinese kempo outfit, with the top having a silver tiger on the back. 

[b]Occupation/Concept[/b] Navigation Officer and Co-Pilot

[b]Training:[/b] 
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[*] Apprenticed to the clan navigator from eight years old, terminated at the age of fourteen.
[*] Trained in interstellar navigation and combat by the Steel Tiger mercenary company.
[*] Self taught in manipulating essence, mostly fire and electricity manipulation.
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[b]Powers:[/b] 
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[*] Trained in hand-to-hand combat, bojutsu (Staff Combat), and handguns.
[*] A natural navigator, with well honed skill in astral and terrestrial cartography.
[*] Capable pilot, if slightly insane
[*] Able to channel essence into fire and lightning. He has a habit of sending foxes made of said elements at the enemy.
[*] Decent at tinkering, though relies on magic to make up for his lack of proper training. To amusing results.
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[b]Equipment:[/b]
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[*] Extendable bronze staff 
[*] Foxfire mk3, a pistol augmented to fire compressed essence instead of bullets.
[*] Portable Shield Generator, a stolen prototype of a bullet deflector. Inefficient for anyone unused to turning essence into electricity. Looks like an overteched bracer.
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[b]Airship:[/b] Less of an airship, more of a heavily modified glider designed to reach stupidly high speeds with little in the way of safety or comfort. Think the aerial equivalent of the Ariel Atom.

[b]Motivation:[/b] Staving off boredom.
 
[b]Personality:[/b] An adrenaline junkie masquerading as a serene martial artist. Generally easygoing unless you screw with his precious things. This is A) his office, B) his fellow crew, and C) his sweets. Doesn't respond well to authority, but is cordiel with those who have earned his trust.

[b]Flaws:[/b] 
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[*] A ridiculously bad cook.
[*] Will never admit he is wrong, or that he doesn't know something.
[*] Has an addiction to sherbert lemons. Gets pretty cranky without them.
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[b]Bio:[/b] TBA

[b]Extra Info:[/b]
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