Verilaastari

"Patches, Patches...Stitches, Stitches...Connection, Connection, your entrails are my Collection."

Verilaastari is an erratic Lycaiin who hides his disfigurement of scar tissue beneath a sown assortment of previous victims' pelts, skin, bones, and appendages.

He was once a surgeon within The Sanctuary that worked alongside the respected Poecurih. Ever since Fusvic's maddened attack, the Ormyrdcaa's flames left him stripped of fur and flesh. He was allowed to live, but only by the sparse thread of bloody muscle and corroded willpower. Now, every living moment - every movement and every sensation - was stinging, twitching pain. His body was defenseless against the world. Unable to properly perform his work, he was inevitably discharged from his medical services, and his sanity only continued to slip further and further into the cracks. Having nothing, he resorted to feverishly preforming surgeries on both himself and the corpses of beasts he stumbled upon. He desired a purpose, and a purpose he found - the reminiscence of these bodies was the key to his protection and completion. He embarked on a self-induced quest of seeking out beasts he deemed worthy, and maiming them for their parts - a desire to reclaim the fragments of what he had lost so long ago.

He dubs his own body: "A newfound family of kindred souls."