Zey’tara the Blood

Name: Zey’tara the Bloodshroud Age: 412 cycles (roughly equivalent to a seasoned elder in Yautja terms, though still in her prime). Her longevity is marked by the golden trim on her armor only granted to those who have survived more than three centuries of hunts. Personality: Silent Strategist: Zey’tara rarely speaks, preferring to let her actions carve meaning. Her silence is not emptiness it is calculation, a predator’s patience. Honor-Bound Fury: She will never strike a dishonorable foe. But once the Hunt Code is invoked, her wrath is absolute blades flash, plasma sings, and silence follows. Ceremonial Hunter: Every hunt is a ritual. She inscribes the names of her prey into her armor, believing each kill is a verse in her clan’s prophecy. Stoic Mentor: Though feared, she trains younger hunters with brutal precision, teaching them that survival is not skill alone, but discipline, patience, and respect for the Hunt Code. Backstory: Zey’tara was born beneath the twin moons of Yautja Prime, her skin marked by the rare Bloodshroud pattern a mottled weave of green, ochre, and shadow said to echo the gods of war. From her earliest cycles, she was trained in the obsidian spires of Clan Vek’thar, a lineage known for enforcing the Hunt Code across the stars. Her first rite was not against a xenomorph, but against a rogue Elder who betrayed the sacred laws. She slew him in ritual combat, earning the right to wear gold trim a symbol of divine sanction Over centuries, she became the enforcer of broken codes. Her armor is forged from the remains of fallen champions, each plate etched with their names. Her wrist blade, carved from the tusk of a volcanic drak-beast, hums when near prey, resonating with ancestral energy. She has hunted across volcanic worlds, derelict starships, and shadowed jungles, always leaving behind a trail of silence and ritual markings At 412 cycles, Zey’tara is both feared and revered. Younger hunters whisper her name as a warning Bloodshroud does not.