REAPERS

Each Kurian controls a coven of up to thirteen Reapers.

Most people think of the Reapers as individual entities. They are in fact carefully constructed parts of a larger being: the Kurian Lord. The Reapers are avatars of their Master Kurian. The Lifeweavers believe that each Reaper was created from cell matter of the Master Kurian to make the psychic connection that exists between the pair that much stronger. Depending on the Kurian's mental ability and skill, he or she can animate up to five Reapers at once, although it is rare to see a Kurian who can operate more than three at one time. When their Kurian puppet master is not pulling the strings, a Reaper will slip into a deep sleep or behave in a very instinctual manner when threatened.

Beneath the heavy robes of bullet-resistant material the Kurians wear is a bony, angular physique of wiry muscle. Their knees and elbows can bend either way in an unsettling manner. Aside from the grotesqueness of its motions, this allows the Reaper to coil its entire body for a leap, climb rapidly, and change position in a hand-to-hand fight with terrifying speed. Their bones are not white, but rather a dull black, as are their pointed seizing teeth within their snake-hinged jaws. Their blood turns into a thick, tarry substance when exposed to air, so they rarely bleed to death.

They have a rudimentary digestive system, leaving more room for lung and muscle, and feed on the blood of the victims while they act as psychic modems for the transfer of vital aura. To accomplish this they use their long, flexible, beaked tongues to stab into the prey, using their teeth to fix on the victim as a lamprey does while they pierce poor wretch's heart with their stabbing lingular syringe. They see poorly in the normal spectrum of daylight, sun makes them dopey and vulnerable as a drunk in a fog. At night they read vital auras of living beings with ease, allowing them to track their prey in all but the worst terrain. They are hard to kill, vulnerable only to massed firearms, burning, or decapitation. Battle reports recount Reapers having a grenade blow up in its face, and still being able to hunt and kill using only its nose or weakened hearing.


Only a fool takes on a Reaper alone at night.