#alukae

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In the pitter-patter of the hailstorm, the winds whipping and tugging at the figure. The rain was stinging to the eyes, but they knew fear. They could see the electrical blue glaring from the squinting eyes of the pale mask under its hood.

The hunters turned, protecting the remaining few of escaped slaves. Their crossbows in their grip. Even with the deafening booms of lightning, they could hear the insidious hiss of the barbed whip-blades within their stalker's grip.

The dark blue material shrouding the vampire from the waters that should have protected the humans in their most promising chance of freedom. Only to be find themselves hunted what seemed to be the most meek of the vampiric clans. Only to be chased so thoroughly. There were only three men left of a twenty-man corterie.

In the Dark Forest, rife of swamp and beasts, they never would have thought the vampires would have chased them this deep end and so perfectly. Just as they hoped they would think...the Alukae had been too successful in their existence. Sometimes, it was better to be forgotten.

It made the prey so complecent. The umuri whirled overhead and the piercing rains were hurled into a rolling wave of blinding telekinesis! They had no chance...

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Aluka writing

I don't think I have ever written this down, probably as a rp surprise or something. Alukae are known as one of the empire's main pathfinders to new routes, old secrets and opportunists against enemy movements. With the Rahabim small numbers - small for a 'lesser' clan - the Alukae are even smaller as an elite group and they have ways to make up for it. One of them is the use of a secret code that they trade among themselves, Rahab and selective few agents - humans and vampire alike - with the use of weaving. They make quick responses and clues in the form of tapestries. Every complex sew, cut, shape and overlay made have a meaning before the pictographs are even made. It is a delicate art and careful communication that put on odds with Zephonim. Normally they are left behind somewhere to be found or transported by courier as rich gifts. Other weavers would make their making odd as least.

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Late night draft - Aluka by game logic

Rahabim Aluka Overview: The Alukae of Clan Rahabim has been undisputed masters of Nosgoth’s waters for centuries and the humans’ little rebellion will not end it. The rabid resistance has brought the rare children of Rahab into this war. Vampires that has surpassed the impossible at the cost of sun sensitivity, the Alukae have long served as the clans’ saboteurs and supporters on the battlefield. One is dangerous, a ravenous pack is fatal, and no watery passage is too abstracting for them.

Primaries:

Lash - Repel the enemy with a swipe of the urumi.

Baneful Sting - The urumi’s lashing blades are lined with crippling poisons and faint blood marking for nearby vampires.

Harpoon - The razor-whips snatches a unfortunate prey into the Rahabim’s melee range or that of his fellows.

Leech - With a crack of his urumi, the wounded Rahabim pulls a opponent for a healing bite.

Secondary:

Early Fill - With the blood of the enemy filling the throat, the Aluka can heal the wounded.

Painful Distribution - Slicing his own membrane, a blood haze is given to the surrounding vampires by the cost of lesser healing.

Foul Sputter - Instead of blood, foul waters is sprayed upon the enemy into a murky blindness.

Poisoned Spit - With vampiric venom, the Aluka spits his foul water at his prey into a debilitating pain.

Executions:

Ravenous Snatch - Yanking the head back, the Aluka tears the jugular with powerful jaws lined with razor-sharp teeth and drink to their glorious spoils.

Kraken’s Snap - With skilled use of his urumi, the body is reeled in by the Aluka with a sickly snap to the neck for his own drink or passing to a nearby wounded vampire.

Armor Backgrounds: Aluka Armor - Weaved from the talons of the Rahabim artisans, this armor is art as much as protection.

Mariner Mantle - The Rahabim Mariners of Solomon are feared along the coastline as the empire’s symbol to its unhalting reach beyond even Nosgoth.

Nachtholm Scalemail - From the sunken town of Nachtholm, the elite Rahabim emerge from their secretive duties and join the fray with hunger in their eyes.

Imperial Guard - Protecting the Sanctuary of the Clan’s moats and rain-tunnels as well as historical importance, the Rahabim Imperial Guard are in the place of the greatest honour.

Evolved Rahabim - Behold the apex of Rahabim majesty and envy the greatest pain made boon.