Otyk the Unyielding

Otyk the Unyielding is a man who earned his moniker. The Primarch of the reclusive Reküm Mage Clan continues the tradition of allowing his brothers to make a study of the magical lore that they have been entrusted with guardianship over, but his determination, immovable as a mountain, restricts the lore studied to only that which has proven safe, and keeps the laws governing research strictly regimented and controlled. With the immovable laws that rule his clan, Otyk walks the line between the Chalarn and the Manku, making a cautious and methodical study of magical lore rather than condemning or zealously embracing it.

Description


Tall and unnaturally long of trunk, and almost skeletally thin, when people meet Otyk they note his immense stature, even despite a marked stoop, and the hardness of his ferrous eyes. His cheeks are drawn, and his parchment skin taught around the eyes, but his jaw juts forward defiantly and his hooked nose and shaven head make him look fierce and savage. But while he may seem huge and powerful, the years are taking a toll on Otyk, and once mighty limbs are showing sings of encroaching frailty, and a once vice-like grip is replaced by hands that grip a walking cane white knuckled so as not to show they're shaking. Noble garb has been replaced with furred gown and chaperon. But Otyk's gaze is often enough to make a man feel no more than a mere beetle in his presence.

Personality


Everything in Otyk's character is built upon a foundation of restraint and self-denial. Otyk tests himself every day, setting temptations and tests for himself almost obsessively, and never once succumbing. He surrounds himself with rich food, but eats only enough to survive. He sleeps on a bare wooden palette in an opulent chamber next to a down bed with silken sheets. Every night one of the lesser brothers lights a roaring fire in Otyk's chambers so that he can extinguish it instantly upon his retirement for the night, and when he sleeps he does so for only a few hours each day before rising and passing through the ice cold passages back to his work. This has honed Otyk's will and self-discipline to a level undreamed of by other mortal men, but has aged him prematurely, and makes him tired and unnaturally dispassionate. It has also proven to Otyk what a mortal is capable of, which in turn has allowed him to gauge his expectations of his followers. Many say that Otyk would not even yield to death unless he were sure it was his time. A master of dominating other men, if the mystical knowledge Otyk must possess by now is not frightening enough then merely meeting him cows even the most arrogant and headstrong into shamefaced obedience. Beyond that Otyk betrays no emotion, refusing to allow himself the luxury. Whether or not he still feels rage or joy, his face remains as unchanging as granite.

"Knowledge cannot be a thing of evil, for in enlightenment do we all prosper. But that which is mystery, that is not knowledge. Temptation and greed is knowledge's most deadly snare. We must learn to appreciate that, as the traveller might map his journey, and do much good to those who follow in his path, the hazards of the journey are no less merely by his recording them. So the path to enlightenment must be tempered with caution, as a man stumbling in the dark must take care not to burn himself striking his flint."

  • Otyk's address when welcoming a new brother into the Reküm

History


Abandoned by a mad mother after his father's death, Otyk learned to care for himself before his first decade, Otyk was inducted into the Reküm in his teens after he petitioned a brother who was in his village brokering an agreement for food, for work. So determined was Otyk, and so desperate the boy's plight, that the brother took pity upon him and brought him to the Reküm Bastion as a personal varlet. Otyk rose up through the ranks quickly, not only because of the steely determination he is now legendary for, but also for his dedicated and methodical consumption of the clan's scriptoriums. It was not long before he was considered the most learned of the brethren, many of whom would dwell on a single tome for years, and also the most disciplined and cautious. He has held the post of Primarch for almost a decade now, and while he has not distinguished himself from any of his imposing predecessors as yet, he has ploughed forward in pursuing the Rekum philosophy of cautious study of the material they have, and closing themselves off from the world, but his single-mindedness is already thinning the clan's ranks somewhat as elder brothers die and are not replaced.

Associations


Otyk surrounds himself with fellow brothers, in fact many say he has not ventured outside of the sanctuary since his appointment to Primarch. He has made himself available to the Count of Kel Saratose, but only under situations he judges dire, and then the count or one of his agents is brought in secret to the Bastion. Otyk knows that his life's work has been the focused study of Reküm lore, and so he gladly surrounds himself with more advisers from the elder and more worldly of the brethren, trying not to favour any more than another, and prescribing to exacting laws as to who is eligible to advise a Primarch, however Asaren and Kaven are his most trusted confidantes, and also assist him in his daily delving into the forbidden scriptorium.

Statistics


Race sex race Skills
Age category (n) Skill Points: spent/total
Profession profession (n) skill value speciality value
Faith faith (n)
Class description (n/n)
Statistics Inventory
Agility n weapon attack damage reach
Beauty n
Constitution n
Dexterity n
Endurance n armour protection hardness durability
Initiative n
Strength n tools skill modifier
Intelligence n attire/misc notes
Knowledge n
Perception n
Will n
Wisdom n
Bravery n
Charm n
Leadership n
Negotiation n
Luck n
Traits
Plan Bipedal
Cycle Diurnal
Diet Omnivore
Inferior ESP 2

Character Traits


Master of the Reküm (3)

Having an entire Mage Clan at one's back is no small thing. Should Otyk so choose he has the power to affect true change in the world around him. And with the upper echelons of the Reküm both empowered and willing to use their collected lore, it is a testament to his hard-line ethics that he has not. Should he call, all of the Reküm will answer without question.

No Exceptions (3)

Otyk is uncompromising. There is one path that is right, and the world is a place of black or white. Right or wrong. No middle ground. His utter conviction that his way is the only way gives him a great deal of strength, but to be proven wrong is, and indeed has been in the past, a devastating blow.