Su'Da'Kar
The Su’Da’Kar are the creation of the Forsaken Windoth Da’Kar. These large (between 5 and 7 foot) humanoid felines are a blend of The One Power, the Dark Lord’s blessing and a vary rare sa’angrel that the Ghost had created. Having been created because of the forsaken’s utter and total disgust for the Trolloc’s and their lack of style, He petitioned the dark lord for the chance to create a new breed of warrior. When The Dark Lord demanded to know what was wrong with his other creations his answers were simple.
The Dark lord was amused by this Forsaken’s simple honesty and commanded him to try and make something better. He would have His blessing in this endeavor. So for almost 300 years before the sealing of the Ghost with the others he plotted and studied, all but vanishing from the eyes of the other forsaken and the world. Most believed him dead, some knew better and one or two thought him mad and gone. When the battle to seal the dark one away came, The ghost lived up to his namesake, destroying many with his underhanded and subtle traps and slipping away unseen and unknown when the prison was sealed. His power assured he continued his research finally deciding on the felines for their natural size, grace, speed, power and intelligence.
- Trolloc’s: Unrefined, useful to a point but crude and unable to do more then cause terror.
- The Soulless: Difficult to make and hard to replace.
- The Eyeless: Useful as generals but not a whole lot else.
For almost an Age he worked on creating the right combination of the one power and the alterations, finally hitting upon the current combination. He settled back in his hidden retreat and watched the small band of his chosen slowly form and take their first steps as Su’Da’Kar. He instilled in them a fanatical loyalty towards himself and his Dark Lord, and also a sense of Honor not that much unlike the Aiel’s ji’e'toh. In the field tests, he watched his Reavers shred Trolloc’s, and go Toe to toe with the eyeless ones without flinching, His Nightstalkers sneak up and past the ever vigilant Warders. And his Runners go for days without slowing at all. He was vary pleased with it and laughed at his success!
He had fulfilled the Dark Ones command and these were even able to breed and grow. So he placed his bands on a small hidden island in the sea of storms and let them grow. Their training and skills are sharp and mastered before they are even allowed to leave the island.
