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From Liandri Archives
| Fire Storm|
|Predominant Race||Gen Mo'Kai|
Faster and more agile than their human counterparts, the lithe Gen Mo'kai lack the vitality of robust opponents like the Juggernauts. They more than compensate for this handicap with their ability to distance themselves from the enemy with great haste.
The Mokara are respected and feared as warriors. The Mokara's elite fighting unit, Fire Storm, sends a team of their best soldiers to the Tournament each year.
Note: "Mokara" is another, probably earlier name sometimes used for the Gen Mo'Kai.
The son of Mobeth tribe leader Gik Ma, Damarus has made quite a name for himself in the arenas. As a volunteer he enjoys many physical pleasures, but those who think his hedonistic lifestyle has made him soft haven't seen him from the wrong end of a biorifle.
When the human plague known as the Crimson scourge annihilated her tribe, the healer Faraleth went mad with grief, sickened by her own impotence to combat the disease. Now every death she suffers in the tournaments is one small step toward redemption.
Like Makreth, Komek prefers to wear the death mask of his family into battle. This has earned him the disdain of Motig who prefers to instill fear into his enemies with displays of skill rather than gaudy facial art.
A warrior maiden of the Yellow Bone clan, Makreth proudly wears the death mask handed down through generations of her family. Her bared fangs and slit eyes have caused more than one opponent to freeze in fear for their lives.
Damarus' sister, and second in line to the scepter of Mobeth, Mokara feels that her brother is unworthy of the title and seeks to usurp it by proving herself the better in battle. Quiet and reserved, she watches her enemies closely for hidden weaknesses.
The youngest of the Gen Mo'Kai players, Motig is also the most enthusiastic and outgoing of the recruits. He plays the crowd like a finely tuned instrument, using finesse and style to impress while crushing his enemies underfoot. Underestimating his abilities in combat may be the last mistake you'll ever make.
Her face permanently disfigured by the venom of an Arborean predator, Nebri signed up for the tournaments rather than face further rejection by those who were once her suitors. Little does her compatriot Damarus know that her feelings for him are considerably less than hostile.
Unlike his flashy young friend Motig, Selig prefers to keep to himself. Between competitions he likes to explore the worlds he visits and document the interesting things he finds, or play a lethal game of cat and mouse with the interesting things that find him.