Smite
Alter Ego: Paki La Bokin
Occupation: Member of the Anachronist Society
Known Relatives: None living
Group Affiliation: The Anachronist Society
Background/History:
Paki was the prince of an African tribe in the 1700’s educated in Europe. His
royal pedigree led to an overblown and boorish ego. His greed led him into the
slave trade. His years of debauchery had a high price as he contracted a disease
that threatened to end his life painfully. Greater than his fear of wasting away
was his abject terror at the thought that there might be some truth to all those
religious afterlife beliefs, the fear that he might be called to judgment for
his evil and depraved behavior. He sought any and all possible cures and none
worked, until he came across an old tribal shaman near his homeland who had once
been renowned for his healing ability. The shaman’s tribe was long gone having
been sold to slavery and those not fit to sell having been killed or fled. The
shaman used herbs and such to paralyze Bokin for his cure and revealed to the
helpless slaver that he indeed intended to save his life and make him pay for
his evil deeds as well. Wrapping him with chains and using the hammer that Bokin
had used on so many of the shaman’s tribesmen and others, the shaman
sacrificed his own life to cast an unbreakable curse binding Bokin to the chains
eternally, doomed to live forever bound. His appearance made him an outcast,
shunned by all. He returned to Europe and lived in seclusion, only venturing out
to work as a mercenary of sorts. There is a certain advantage to being unable to
die in criminal pursuits. He eventually came in contact with Ian Troll in his
pre-Crykill days assisting his nefarious schemes. After Troll’s disappearance,
Smite continued his mercenary lifestyle traveling from country to country for
years. When Crykill took over the Anachronist Society, he found his old ally in
their files and invited him to join the team.
Personality/Motivation:
Smite’s bitterness at his long cursed life is the guiding principle in his
existence. He hates virtually everything and everyone. Since the slightest
movement causes the links of his chains to rattle, he lives in a perpetual
"Chinese Water Torture" unable to sleep for long and instantly filling
with rage and hatred at the sound he’s heard for so many years.
Quote: "Come a little closer so that you can meet my hammer"