Squat and sturdy, Ika'leh isn't much of a looker. You can see he's been
into many fights and that he has suffered many injuries. His nose is
deformed like that of a boxer's. His black hair that he keeps in dreads
falls over ears that have been through rough times. His dark eyes look
into the world with a permanent scowl. His skin is tanned. He has a lot of
muscles and his share of scars.
Behaviour: Ika'leh is rather paranoid of
other humans. He comes from a place where others are not to be trusted.
hunting can be done in group, but then there's the chance of being ripped
off in the end. If you're good like Ika'leh, you hunt alone. It's more
dangerous, but there's no backstabbing. Ika'leh is hardened by the rough
life he's led. He is a master survivor, but he won't last five minutes in
the human jungle.
Homeworld: Unknown Jungle Planet.
Ika'leh lost his parents when they were hunting with another group.
Although they and the other families had often hunted together in the
past, when times grew harsher and food was less available, they were
killed. Ika'lhe managed to get away and has since been surviving on his
It was on one of his trips that he first spotted a dragon. A giant beast
that spoke to his mind, inviting him to the fire he and his rider had
prepared. Ika'leh had been wary, but the dragon intrigued him. Finally he
went to the fire, afraid that he might be killed because the beast looked
powerful. But the two of them weren't hostile. they even offered him a
loyal companion of his own. Grudgingly, Ika'leh agreed to come to
Lantessama for the Halloween Clutch.
Ika'leh stood as far away as he could from all the other candidates. Even
without understanding them did he know they were dangerous. He was still
confused about what was happening. They had told him to stand there and
wait. A dragon would come, or so the dragon had told him.
So Ika'leh waited. The eggs in front of them cracked and soon dragons came
forth. But none spoke to him as the other dragon had. Most of them looked
strong though. Finally a dark brown dragon with brown wings and rastafari
hair sprang up from the eggs.
Agile the hatchling worked his way through the crowd, toward ika'leh.
"My name is N'buli." he said.
"Are you my promised companion?" Ika'leh wanted to know.
"I am. I shall hunt with you, and guard you."
"Good." Ika'leh nodded.
Ika'leh ran over the wide plains of his home planet. Above him, N'buli
soared through the sky. Together they approached a large herbivore that
was taking his last breaths. The herbivore didn't know what hit it when
the first of ika'leh's spears bore into him. At this point it could still
run, or it could turn on his attacker. But as soon as the dragon's shadow
appeared above, the creature froze.
"We've got it." N'buli called, licking his teeth for he would be eating
the largest part of this catch.
"Great." Ika'leh signed back.
With the two of them together, Ika'leh had successfully improved his
hunting skills. He could catch almost any animal and the dangers for him
had lessened significantly. Lately some of the less fortunate of his
planet had come to him. Women, children, the elderly. And although he did
not allow them to come close, sometimes he wanted to have someone near.
N'buli made fun of the thought, though Ika'leh didn't fully understand
him. But maybe in the near future would he allow the weakest to come
close. Maybe then he would take over some of the more powerful bands. And
maybe, just maybe he would rule them and make a place for those who could