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A large dragonborn with scales mainly in shades of blue and deep orange. Kiiryth's most striking feature is the frill around their neck, usually folded back but capable of spreading out in a frilled lizard's threat display. They have one bright orange and one pale-blue eye, both lined with pale orange, as well as the typical horns and scales dragonborn are known for. Their hands and feet are clawed, and they have a long plated tail with spike-like protrusions at the end.
Underneath the armor, Kiiryth is covered in scars. Alongside the Y-shaped autopsy scar on their chest, they have broken and badly-healed plates of scale, thin silvery cuts along their wrists, inner arms, thighs, and throat that look partially self-inflicted, and the scars of healed stab wounds on their stomach and back. A long, distinct cut runs the length of their right palm, and alongside the scars on their face one of their horns has been roughly snapped near its tip.
Kiiryth is not a kind person. Perhaps that's the fault of Bhaal's blood inside them, the drive towards cruelty. Maybe it doesn't need to make them a monster, but they know that's already what they are.
They struggle with their instinct and compulsion towards murder, particularly since it's natural as breathing for them; if there was ever a time where someone taught them how to be a person, it's been forgotten along with the rest. Logic, however, tells them not everything can be solved with blood; that and a healthy fear of the person they used to be.
Though they mostly appear as cold and relentless as the hunter-killer they were made to be, Kiiryth has a sense of humor, if a drier and more morbid one than most, and half of it is an attempt to appear at least palatable to other people, since the core of their being is so wrapped up in cruelty. The other half of it is to keep themself sane. There's a certain level of violence their body requires of them; not what they want, just what is needed. There is no escaping what they are.
They prefer solving problems with violence, when it comes to those they can justify killing -- they can't keep themself under control without it, and though it's not nearly as satisfying, it's better directed at enemies instead of innocents. They try to help where they can -- at first just as a desperate attempt to combat the Urges to kill everyone they met, and then because often people were actually helpful back, though not as an expression of any sort of care towards strangers -- but they're also unsettling enough that they often need to lean on intimidation when it comes to persuading others. There's something distinctly wrong about them that no amount of pretense can hide, and Kiiryth knows they have about the same amount of charm as a rabid dog.
Just as before their memory loss, and despite their inclinations, Kiiryth is both patient and cunning, very adept at reading people and analyzing situations to turn them to their benefit, still very much the predator they were raised to be. They are not charismatic in the slightest, but they are no wild animal, despite the Urge, and that is also part of what gives them the strength to push back against it. As long as they're careful, they're capable of restraint, though the longer they go without blood the harder it becomes.
Ultimately, Kiiryth knows it would be easier to submit, to what they used to be, and part of them yearns to be able to. But they have built something new of themself, and they do not want to be controlled or turned back into the monster that they were; the tadpole and their urges, to them, are both things to be fought against, no matter what peace or power they might promise. Their wariness over being turned into something else, something unrecogniable to who they are now, extends to their companions too, and they refuse to let any one of them fall to that sort of temptation.
- thunderstorms
- busy cities
- cats
- warm baths
- devils
- cold
- naivete
- gods
- They do want to return to Bhaal, but are conscious of the fact that they'll be much worse off if they do and will harm the few people they've grown to care about. After they reject him, they struggle with the knowledge that there are no more excuses to hide behind when it come to their actions.
- Mechanically they're a tempest cleric but they do not consider themself one; as far as they're concerned they're just casting spells they know instinctively. It's all drawn from the divinity in their blood and that they're connected to. After Bhaal rips his blood from them and they're revived by Jergal, this remains, but it's Jergal's divinity they're drawing from instead.
- Despite their rejection of their Father, they feel no guilt for what they did as his Chosen. Kiiryth has little concept of morality and most of their 'kind' actions are taken to give them a leg up later or make things easier for them. They're still far better than they were before, purely because they're fighting their animalistic compulsions and not because they're actually that different; they're also still ultimately selfish, concerned with themself and their chosen few people above all else.
- Kiiryth doesn't have great recall of what they did before the tadpole, but they remember a significant amount more than is mentioned in-game over the course of it, triggered largely by familiar people and places.
- Their control of their Urge is extremely tenuous, even trying their absolute best to contain it, and in order to keep from murdering people who don't deserve it, Kiiryth is forced to take the need for blood out on almost anything else. Their relationships with the companions during late act 2 and into act 3 are extremely strained because of this (and the reveal that they were one of the two who set the whole Absolute plot into motion) and it's part of what leads them back to helping Gortash.
- Kiiryth's left eye is blue and their right eye is orange
- They have digitigrade / raptor-like feet with long claws on the insides
- Their left-side horn has been snapped off at the tip
- They have dozens of scars, but their most important ones are the autopsy scar on their chest, the ones across their throat, and the cut on their right palm
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Before Orin's treachery, Enver Gortash was the only person Kiiryth respected or admired - perhaps they meant to sacrifice him on Bhaal's altar, right before they spilled their own blood for their Father, but that would have been an honor. They went from business partners to friends to something more, and together they planned to rule the world. He was the single person worth their time or their affection.
Even when everyone else distrusted them, seeing the truth of their role in the plot and their heritage, he welcomed them, offering his hand in alliance again. Orin's betrayal has shown them that with or without the Urge, they are a monster; but they're each a similar brand of monster to the other, and Kiiryth is determined to keep the only person who has ever truly seen what they are, much less accepted it, alive and with them. He's the only person who ever will.
Kiiryth loathed Astarion for a long while, finding his attempts to ingratiate himself with them by appealing to the fact that they couldn't control their impulses to kill people absolutely infuriating. Still, they saw through him well enough to tell he was looking for safety, and his reactions to them when the Urge got worse were not the distrust of the others. He never actually understood, but that they could forgive.
They're protective of him, but Kiiryth never quite trusted him, and his desire to turn himself into the vampire ascendant only worsened their relationship and drove them further away from the group. At the end of it all, though, he’s more tolerant of their morality than most of their companions, more understanding of their desires, and his ability to turn away from what Cazador's ritual offered has at least cemented their friendship.
Kiiryth respected Lae'zel from the start - blunt, no-nonsense, and tolerant of their stranger quirks, and both of them preferred to solve their problems with blood. Her intolerance towards their attempts to be kind soured that somewhat; it was a necessity for Kiiryth, to keep their knife hand to themself and defy what the Urge desired, and to her nothing but a weakness, compounded by their lack of control. At least she could support their way of handling things, no matter how bloody it got.
Out of everyone, they trust her the most in a fight. They also trust her the most in general, given how blunt and to the point she is. They are very similar, and share a common bond of having turned against a god who was once their whole life - they've become friends, and their journey has somewhat tempered the cruelty in each of them.
Any knowledge Karlach and Kiiryth might have had of each other before the tadpole had all but vanished by the time they met fresh off the crashed Nautiloid. Kiiryth replaced it with a dozen different bodies trying to manage their Urge. Karlach was a firm believer they could fight back against it, even when it didn't look like they could - she never really understood them, but she never snapped or turned her back either, and the confidence helped. They were good friends, for a while.
Finding out about their previous actions upset that, to say the least. Their role in the plot, yes, and their friendship with the man who sold her to Hell. Kiiryth cares that she's hurt - but not enough to turn their back on Gortash and the only person who does genuinely understand anything about them. Enough to have him make her a replacement heart for when she returns from Avernus, at least, though they know Karlach won't forgive them and don't expect her to.
Kiiryth disliked Wyll immediately on first meeting. He wanted to be good, to believe anyone, no matter how horrible, could end up on the right path - that they could fight back, be better than what they were. They weren't that, no matter how much he insisted, and their numerous murders, even if they were of creatures like goblins, clearly didn't endear them to him. He still tried his best to help, and they did appreciate the support, even if it wasn't warranted.
They don't hate him. They respect his steadfastness and commitment to what he thinks is right, if nothing else, and they share his vehement hatred of Mizora - just not his good nature. Their alliance with Gortash and his father's death haven't helped. They helped him free himself from his patron, but they're more enemies than friends now; that was always the natural ending for two people like them. They know if he comes back to the Gate it will probably end in blood.
Kiiryth saw through Gale the moment they met him - it was obvious he was hiding something from the jump, but they didn't care and the orb didn't change that. Being a living bomb capable of wiping out a city wasn't exactly familiar, but they could sympathize, could see Gale grasping for his own control over the magic as they tried to rein in their Urge. A stupid act of hubris they could understand, even empathize with. Wanting to replace Mystra as a god they could not, something which temporarily drove a wedge between them.
Despite his clear dislike of their Urge, and his equally clear wariness over what they've become, Kiiryth likes Gale and sees him as a friend, admiring his cleverness and intelligence if not the things he's chosen to do with it. He turned away from the lure in the end, just as they did with Bhaal; he's less judgmental than he could be about what they turned to after.
From their first meeting on the beach, Kiiryth didn't care what god Shadowheart was serving. All that mattered was that she knew their goal and pursued it, and they respected that purpose and focus - the same as, later, they respected the way she fought back against her god, like they were, and didn't judge them for what they had to do to keep themselves under control. That was all Kiiryth could ask for.
Besides Astarion - who Kiiryth still hesitates to trust - Shadowheart believed in them the most of any of their companions, throughout everything, with no pretense that they would be a good person at the end of it all. She's also the most practical, level-headed person they've met, and even after disposing of the Brain they stay in close contact.
