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• Formal Name: Kaeatha Azhratha Davinatha Azhratha avi'Ayranatha tel'Nayaketha
• Common Name: Davinath
• Familiar Name: Davina, or more commonly simply 'Davin' in cultures where -a denotes feminine names.
• Mana type: Indigo

Davinath is a deeply devout Davir Kaea, insomuch as such a thing can be said to exist. He's not at ease around his Srian kin, but he does deeply and profoundly respect them, seeing them as a fundamentally important puzzle piece to the balance of the universe. Nonetheless, he has a tendency to be stand-offish or bitter, but that's largely a combination of a certain resentment of the special treatment he got as a child that he can feel affecting him at far too many occasions, and, more recently, Shahrivrath and Chandarmaneth's perverse attention.

His relationship to the Davir Sria is rather complex and riddled with superficial contradictions. On the one hand, he's rationalised that they're currently significantly more important than Kaean survivors would be and that, for his sake and everyone else, he needs to do everything short of risk his life to improve their odds of survival. On the other hand (especially since Shahrivrath), he has a deep loathing for their collectivist worldview and a natural aversion to the structures of order they impose on their environment. He considers them controlling, authoritarian, and would, if pressed, admit to some outright fear of them as a force of nature utterly juxtaposed to his own. He doesn't readily trust any Srian, but will, out of desperate adherance to his beliefs, listen to instructions from any Davir Sria.

The Hzataalar Sria (even if probably only consisting of Shahrivrath) are, to Davinath, the manifestation of his Srian nightmares. Rather than simply desire to control everything, they're equipped with enough true power to outright do so, and he would certainly rather die than live his life in their clutches as a slave. 'Fortunately', his desire to help the Davir Sria (infected by his loathing and fear of the Hzataalar Sria though it may be) has thus far kept him alive, though the helplessness he suffers, and the fact he's yet to have had much opportunity to intervene in any way, has almost pushed him past the edge. Their only redeeming feature is that they're a stark minority compared to the Kaeans and thus fractionally more important for the universe's balance.

Revered brothers and sisters. Obviously, he wasn't a friend to all of them - that's not very Kaean. He was, however, part of a splinter group that was working to bringing new individualist axioms into Kaean society to stabilise it, a fresh deontological framework to guide the fragments to a prosperity that the Srians were often perceived as having (though he and his group were quite aware their predisposition to routine and order was poison to progress, but combined with natural tendencies to some Kaean thoughts (as some Kaeans have tendencies to Srian thoughts) and the ability to work together better granted them a head start). He deems their survival of no rational importance but in a hope that if their numbers were stronger, they might ideologically reclaim their less sane brethren.

Much as with the Davir Sria, he has mixed feelings toward his darker brethren. On the one hand, he cannot help but admire that they've broken out of their physical shackles and seem to persist as a group despite their supposed madness. On the other hand, he deeply resents them as traitors and as a group that's utterly forgotten the importance of balance.

As with many people, theory and practise on group prejudice diverge a little, and he hates his captors Shahrivrath and Chandarmaneth equally. It's a mostly passive aggressive, bitterly resigned form of a hate, but no less pure. Of course, while he continually views them as representations of their groups, they are -also- his captors, which is why they take the hit.

Davinath is learning to see Demarath as more than just a Davir Sria - he sees him as a Srian he really, really has to help out of Shahrivrath's clutches and back into freedom… and with that comes the hope of escape. Most notably, however, he is utterly terrified of a potentially future Demarath that has attained Shahrivrath's state of mind and body. He only manages to masochistically stick to his goal of helping Demarath with anything he asks by fervently hoping no such thing will set in.

                          ^ rational +
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           Davir Sria x   | x Demarath
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                          |         x Davir Kaea
  emotional - <-----------+-----------> emotional +
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                x Hzataalar Sria
  Chandarmaneth x         x Hzataalar Kaea
 and Shahrivrath          |
                          v rational -

Davinath is a self-proclaimed shaman. Uncharacteristic for a Davir Kaea, he specialises in healing magic. It's not the point of being unique, but it is rather unusual, in that it uses the concepts of fractal patterns to repair biological systems. He has no psychic skill - less out of talent and more out of upbringing. For a weak-bodied Chosen, he is very physical - another thing that can be attributed to his upbringing.

He has yet to undergo his Second Manifestation, thus heavily supplementing his healing magic with traditional medicine.

His parents, Ayranath and Nayaketh, were both regular Avishraans - at least as far as their biology is concerned. Davinath was, extremely unusually, an only child, and born a Chosen. Since his parents were, so to speak, quite 'spiritual' for the Avishraan species, leaning toward what we humans might call 'New Age mysticism', they took his birth as something of a sign that they were to make it their life purpose to help usher some sort of change into Chosen society with their blessed child. (You might liken their misconception to that they felt their son was Jesus.) At the time, Avishraa was, while still fractured into clans, fairly peaceful given potential tensions, and they had relative freedom to move as they please, but feared the wars both of them could still remember plaguing the land and, in a rare fit of wisdom, severed Davinath from their minds over a course of several years, intending two things:

1. For one, an inability to harm him indirectly. The idea that someone might capture them and do harm to Davinath with their torture was far more unbearable than the idea that they'd be unable to feel their son's emotions intimately, and of course far more unbearable than the idea of being tortured without Davinath's involvement.
2. For two, they hoped forcing him along the path of regular, unlinked empathy early in his life, he might be able to bridge the Chosen/non-Chosen divide a little.

Davinath enjoyed the attention as any child would and didn't wholly understand the ramifications of these things even while deep entrenched in what his parents considered adequate training for a prophet-in-the-making, which is to say physically exerting tasks to keep him as fit as possible for a Chosen (it probably crippled him sooner, even if it did grant him unusually good insight into anatomical weaknesses of his potential enemies and a decent tool proficiency).

It was only once his parents were killed - by an ironically purist Avishraan clan (the sort of mindset they'd been so paranoid about; they were clearly made for each other) horrified that they had given birth to a Chosen and there was not even any rest of the clutch to make up for it - that Davinath understood the depth of his loneliness. Not only did he have no mind-links, not only did he not mourn his parents' unnatural deaths as he knew others did (i.e. with a period of madness), but he understood little about how society truly perceives the Chosen, trying to figure out where the true middle ground between the hatred and opposition his parents had openly feared and their equally glowing recounts of how his kin was to nudge Avishraa as a whole toward some kind of paradise-like state.

An individual above all else, it was Kaean culture he was most attracted to, and after a period of trying to survive on his own in nature (a time during which he created his antenna tattoo), he visited Udunneyaa. There, he met Nyesiyath, an aged female Kaean who considered herself responsible for the preservation of knowledge, as that future Kaean generations would not need to start from scratch or rely solely on what their parents told them. Somewhat naturally, she adopted him as a protégé and soon asked him into the splinter group she led, Sarakal'seh Kaea. They didn't bother operating in secrecy.

From Sarakal'seh Kaea, he's learnt a deeply deontological point of view to life, at least in philosophical theory. In practise, he believes Sarakal'seh's philosophical underpinnings can only work if the Hzataalar don't skew the power balance, and thus will break the deontological rules (no murder, no vandalism, no physical assault, and so forth). He argues it can easily be seen as pre-emptive self-defence, but doesn't wholly believe this himself most of the time.

Sarakal'seh Kaea is the closest thing to family he feels he's ever possessed, and though he never did mind-link to Nyesiyath (in part out of lack of knowledge how, in part out of simply having a certain mistrust of them ingrained to him that he simply can't shake), her death and those of the other members in the Culling left him in shock.

(Names of the other members, for reference: Anthocyath (m), Vaaleth (f), Ciliegeth (f), Ks'szheth (m) (brought up in a non-Avishraan environment, birthname Ks'szh), Deilenath (f), Seileth (m) and Askorath (m). Of these, Askorath and Deilenath were mates.)

Despite his integration with Sarakal'seh Kaea (though he would argue 'because of it'), Davinath spent much time away from cultural centres. When the Culling hit Udunneyaa, he was far away, and noticed none of it until he came across the mind-linked family of one of the Kaean victims half a day later, still caught out in the open fields, utterly overwhelmed by their grief. He tried to help as per his capabilities, chiefly out of burning curiosity what had brought it about, but found out nothing that made sense to him - while he was told Udunneyaa had fallen, it sounded so inconceivable to him that he assumed it the result of the fever-like state. He did, however, travel back to Udunneyaa (which took him a day), only to find it home to the dead as its name had always insinuated.

He spent more time than he reasonably should have in Udunneyaa (psychologically speaking, and out of safety reasons, seeing as parts of it were quite clearly occupied by the Hzataalar Kaea), looking for those merely wounded, but found no one. He managed to identify most members of Sarakal'seh Kaea amongst the dead (only Ks'szheth and Deilenath were unaccounted for, and he couldn't imagine Deilenath had gotten far, grief-stricken as she would have been by Askorath's death).

He managed to eavesdrop on a Hzataalar conversation while in Udunneyaa. It seemed unreal to him, that they would slaughter their brethren without so much as a second thought, and at that point, he was quite convinced he was dreaming. Nonetheless, not wanting to risk being wrong about it, he stayed true to the supposed illusory story and snuck out of Udunneyaa through the archives of Sarakal'seh Kaea, leaving to a different world.

He spent a long time there, willing the events away, trying to delegate them to the realm of the impossible, despite that he'd clearly woken on that world and not Avishraa the night after. Eventually, the strange flavour of loneliness he'd grown to loathe overwhelmed him there once again, and he returned to Udunneyaa, where the full extent of the atrocity became clear and conscious to him. It's at that point that he first felt rage about the event - before then, he'd simply wallowed in a state akin to numb, disbelieving shock, and perhaps some fear, but both of those states evaporated, twisting his psyche and shaping his volition into something outright designed to hunt and slay the Hzataalar Kaea for what they'd done.

The plan and its emotional backing didn't last very long. He holed up in Udunneyaa and waited for them to prowl the corridors of rotting corpses. It's there that he found Chandarmaneth, and assaulted her, taking her on with an expert precision crippling her magic, though he nearly died from the physical fight, saved only by her realisation that she was magically crippled.

Chandarmaneth's initial plan was to simply take his mana organ for herself once she had the tools and help of her mate to do so. It was Shahrivrath who convinced her to be more lenient and simply use him as a sort of battery while she healed naturally.

Davinath has been (a rather abused) slave to Chandarmaneth ever since, made compliant by the threat of death in his neck and the deep fear of Shahrivrath he feels. He's mellowed toward the Hzataalar Kaea, despite his unconditional loathing of Chandarmaneth, simply because he's presented each day with the sight of what they've achieved - physical rejuvenation. He has a begrudging respect for them for that reason alone.