Kinahel, Immortal Guardian
Pronouns: Depends on their incarnation. Currently he/him, but will answer to all.
Age: 223 years old/3 months old
Plane of Origin: Zendikar
First Planeswalk: Eldraine
Appearance: Kinahel is (generally) an aven phoenix, the exact look (and bird base, he was a sphinx too at one occasion) of which varies every time he’s reborn. Some features are consistent though, his plumage is dark red to light red on the tips of the feathers, his eyes matching that red. There’s a soft glow coming from behind his feathers, that waxes and wanes with his breathing. When using magic, his eyes and the extremities of his feathers burn, then more as more magic is used until he’s fully burning, then consumed.
Backstory: Kinahel is from an isolated volcanic island in the middle of Zendikar’s ocean. It was ringed by a dense hedron field that isolated it from the rest of the world, and kept the roil within mostly in-check, allowing for more sedentary civilizations to take hold. When the eldrazi stirred a thousand year ago, a particularly big one (not a titan, but one of the larger specimens) was revealed to be trapped under the island. After an intervention from Nahiri, it was put back to sleep, but the inhabitants of the island didn’t forget.
They researched and perfected a weapon over the next centuries along with the rebuilding of their civilization. Eventually, when the weapon was ready, they kidnapped acquired a phoenix egg from the volcano, and modified it to give birth to who was to be the weapon’s wielder, their protective magic not caught up to the task of protecting the one using the weapon from its power. After a couple more decades of being raised in the best way they could, the phoenix champion was sent to slay the monster under the island.
The civilization had underestimated their weapon’s capabilities. Or consequences. It managed to kill the eldrazi even through its stasis, yes. And, unexpectedly, this death ignited the phoenix’s spark, and they were reborn on another plane, more powerful than ever. By the time they figured out a way to come back, the weapon was standing on one of the last pieces of the island still above water… And crumbling. The hedrons stood, unfazed.
Kinahel took the weapon and its sheath, and left, mourning. They’d considered drowning themselves beyond rebirth, but they didn’t want merfolks from neighboring settlements or treasure hunters to sometimes find it and unleash it once again. They’d been raised right. They took an oath to contain the sacred weapon, the Worldslayer, to make sure it never causes devastation again.
In the two hundred-some years, their guard was bypassed once only, when a thief managed to get the weapon out of its sheath and accidentally use it when Kinahel noticed them, killing them both. The employer of the thief, a planeswalker, then swooped in before Kinahel was reborn. After a lengthy chase, and another death, Kinahel managed to track down the planeswalker to the plane of Mirrodin, already adorned with a few more craters, and defeat them to claim back their burden.
Since then, they flew over countless planes, never settling down for too long, and are still looking for a way to destroy the weapon without more casualties. And preferably without destroying them forever in the process.
Magic, gear and abilities: Kinahel can generate and absorb fire on contact, and control it as long as he stays in contact with part of it. It burns and can heal most mundane wounds and illnesses, however it still burns the area healed, even if it heals the burn at the same time. Areas can be numbed when healing wounds, but illnesses often involve a LOT of pain.
His magic can be very powerful, but the more he uses it, the more his feathers burn, and past a certain point he can’t extinguish them by himself (plunging him in large bodies of water have been known to do the trick when not exceptionally late) and combusts himself to death… And a new life. As a phoenix, whenever he dies (so far) he’s been reborn by fire into a new body. They keep their memories and personality through rebirths, and are full-grown often in less than a day should they have the necessary food/magic/fuel.
Between his wings, in a special sheath, he carries the Worldslayer on his back, a sword of high destructive potential. He will avoid using it himself in the vast majority of scenarios, so far the War of the Spark is the only time he’s seriously thought about using it in this life. If he’s used it in the past, he died doing so.
Recently, he's started studying the alchemical and magical properties of parts of his body.
When it comes to fighting, he'll often fashion weapons out of fire, or use talons and flight to his advantage.