Night Watches Over is a Kee'Awloo and native of Damasica (Neo Kohana).
|Species:||Kohanian (Anubian Jackal)|
|Age:||Created to be 60|
|Height:||6'0“ (xxx.xx cm)|
|Weight:||196 lb (xx.xx kg)|
|Occupation||Protector of the People|
Father: Rolling Lightning
Mother: Falling Winter Snow
Build and Skin Colour: Night is old, but far from feeble. His life of hard work and practicing good living have kept his build lithe and athletic. His smooth black pelt has faded slightly with age.
Facial Features and Eye Colour: Night's facial features are still sharp, possibly even looking a little emaciated. Eyes are a soft yellow, like melted gold.
Hair Colour and Style: Night's hair is a salt and pepper grey, pulled back into a long queue braid that falls past his tail.
Distinguishing Features: The Kohanian's most distinguishing features are his long braid, which is held tight with a gold clip inlaid with three deep blue sapphires, his right ear is missing the tip from where he was attacked during his rite of passage, and a scar that runs from his right breastbone to his left hip from a sparring accident in the courtyard of his temple.
Personality: Night Watches Over is a very quiet contemplative sort of person. He enjoys watching others just to study how they move, act, or speak. His many perceived years of training under the Kee'Awloo monks has trained him to be this way, and he believes that if more people would do so, more knowledge would be passed between races. He is quick to anger at those who believe themselves too good to follow the orders of a superior, or have no respect for their surroundings. Night spends most of the time not used for watching others, to meditate and practice what he has learned.
Likes: Meditating, red meat, hand to hand combat, learning all he can about other cultures.
Dislikes: Cowardice, dishonesty, fish, people who overstep their knowledge and status.
Goals: To find a way to restore his people to the prosperity they once enjoyed.
Night was born to one of the more affluent families of Neo Kohana. He lived most of his life never wanting for anything, as his family were some of the first inhabitants of the new planet. He grew up having the best training from the Kee'Awloo monks, up until his rite of passage.
While out in the forest, the young male forgot to hang his food supplies from a tree, and attracted the attention of a rather large pack of wolves. Night fought as best he could, but without any weapons, he soon fell to the mighty beasts of the forest. He would have died there, but a wolven monk found him badly hurt from the fight. The monk had watched the young man fight, and was impressed. Though it went against the rules of the rite, the monk healed Night and sent him on his way. It wasn't until after he returned that Night found out that the monk who had saved his life, was none other than Gnarlpaw himself, the true Avatar of Kohana.
Night did not feel right about lying and saying that he had passed the test on his own, so he volunteered to take a much more difficult rite to prove himself worthy. He was sent on a journey to the farthest north temple, where he was to train, if he survived the bitter cold, and sheer cliff face climbing to get there. Night set out with a fire of determination within him and made it to his new home, where he swore himself to a life of a wandering protector of his people. In return for the oath, he was trained in many of the arts thought dead to his people, and their ancestors, the Fenyaro.
Since his graduation, Night has spent his life wandering the forests and plains of Neo Kohana, gathering knowledge and searching for ways to better his people.