"The greatest weapon is not of a blade, or a shield, or a firearm. But rather, of the user. I AM that weapon! I AM the ultimate warroir! And you...you are nothing but an insect!"~Ghjis to a messager.
GROUP: Brotherhood of Makuta
KANOHI: Ovcina, Great Mask of War Cries (temparily increases the stregth and speed of user. Nuva version can allow others around to gain that power as well.)
TOOLS: Varies. Constinily changing weapons from his armory.
BIO: Like all Makuta, he emerged from the Antidermis Pool when the Matoran Universe began. He was assigned to an uncharted island to the north, just south of Metru-Nui. He sided w/ Teridax when he overthrow Miserix, beleiving that he'll gain more power. He ruled that island w/ an iron fist, driving even his own brothers away. When the Destiny War came, he abandoned his place and fought at Destral. However, it was a losing battle, he was forced to feel. Ghjis was one of the Makuta to flee w/ Xociv before Mata-Nui's rise and exile. After fleeing, he landed on a barren, wasteland-ish planet called "Pandora".
A few years later, he caught wind of a legend. One of a "vault". A vault that held advance alien technology.Infinite wealth. Fame. Power. Ghjis just hit the jackpot. He bielived that if the vault were to be real.... yes. He could start an empire of shadows, ruled with a protosteel talon. He will use the power inside to conquer this pathitic world. When a messanger from Xociv came, Ghjis killed him. He sent the corpse as a warnnig. This will be HIS rein of darkness, no one elses. Anyone who'll stand in his way will meet a grim demise. He's now searching for the vault, tearing the wasteland apart, piece by painful peice.
TRAITS: Dispiete being headstroung, Ghjis was a tatician at heart. He knew when to fight and when to retreat, the latter of which he hated. Halve to time, he'll charge in w/ only his bare hands. Sometimes he'll shapeshift his hands into weapons, to aid him in battle. He'd save his maskpower until the last minute, using it as a last resort. He was also a conquer by mind, taking whatever land he could. This led Teridax to having a spy to keep an eye on him. He was also a master of intergation, ruining his captives in all ways. Pyhsically, emotionally, and metally. Even Gorast and Icarax steered clear of him.