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Screen Name: NiteMare Shape

Character you wish to play: Joren Kel

Race: Human

Faction (does your character belong to a group, such as the New Republic, The Imperial Remnant, the Bounty Hunter's Guild, a specific crime syndicate, etc): He is more or less independent, not really belonging to any faction

Background (list the history of your character here. Created Characters Must Be Thorough!):
Joren Kel is the son of a jedi knight named Van Kel who survived the Jedi Purge, and effectively vanished by relocating to the smuggler's moon of Nar Shaddaa. While on Nar Shaddaa Van met the bounty hunter Allana Drask, who he fell in love with and eventually married, having one child.
Joren showed sensitivity to the force at a very young age, and Van began training him in the ways of the Jedi, in the hopes that one day the Jedi Order would reemerge and end the tyranny of the Galactic Empire. However, Van never saw his dream come to fruition as he died five years before the Battle of Yavin when Joren was only 11 years old.
After his father's death, Joren continued to use what his father had taught him to train in the ways of the Jedi, however he used his force talents to survive the harsh streets of Nar Shaddaa than anything else.
Joren had been spending much of his time in Jaspeel's Cantina playing Sabaac, sometimes using the Force to gain a "competitive advantage." This has gotten him into trouble with The Kath Hounds, one of the more dangerous gangs on the smuggler's moon. Joren used his talents in a game with Amaral Kenso, one of the leaders of the Kath Hounds, and cheated him out of several thousand credits. Kenso has all but declared war on Joren, even having gone so far as having Joren's mother Allana kidnapped and held at an undisclosed location.

Character Class (choose one):

Force Sensitive (Jedi, Sith, Witches of Dothamir, Emperor's Hands, and all other Force Users)

Items (Created Characters Must Be Thorough! What major weapons and the like does your character carry? Such as a lightsaber, a rigged Sabaac deck, a blaster pistol, vibro-knife, wookie crossbow, telescopic lenses, etc): Blaster Pistol, which is his primary weapon, the lightsaber that he inherited from his father, He also travels aboard the freighter Darq Dreams with his companions, Nyna Shar, Dono Kiilar, and Kelsa Sila

Character Personality (Created Characters Must Be Thorough! Give a solid description on how your character acts, their morals, etc): Joren is a bit of a free spirit. Although his father tried to raise him with Jedi values, Joren has for the most part shunned those teachings, wanting nothing to do with the Jedi Order, the New Republic, or the remnant of the Empire. In a way, he blames his father's death on his devotion to the Jedi Order, and he refuses to allow that to happen to him. Joren wants to live his life as he sees fit, and could care less about the war that still engulfs the galaxy.

Character Alignment (Choose one): Hero

Do you know how to post pictures on the RPG Boards: Yes

Sample Post (write a sample post that is at least 4 paragraphs long and containing at least 3 lines of dialogue or meet the RPG Advanced guidelines of 12 lines):

I sit in a darkened corner in the very back of Jaspeel's Cantina. This used to be a nice place, well, as nice a place that there can be on Nar Shaddaa. Unfortunately things have changed, the Kath Hounds have claimed it as their turf, and so has the local contingent of The Empire. As you can imagine, things can get a little hairy in here from time to time.

Voices rise and fall as a couple of Duros get into a heated exchange with a Rodian over a game of Sabaac, sure enough, the table is toppled over as the argument erupts into a full on brawl. I take a sip of my Jawa Juice as Jaspeel's bouncers grab the two Duros and the Rodian and through them violently out the door. I smile to myself and take another drink, and I take some comfort in knowing that even with all the craziness going on in the galaxy, somethings never change.

The chatter in the cantina goes quiet for a moment, even the music stops. I look up, expecting to see a group of Imperial stormtroopers, or even some of the nastier members of the Kath Hounds walking through the door. Luckily it wasn't either, instead I see a lone man wearing dark blue Mandalorian armor with a blood red lining around the visor.

The Mandalorian walks over to where I'm sitting and pulls out the chair beside me. He takes off his helmet, and as usual he has a jovial grin on his face. Not exactly what most people expect when they think of Mandalorians,then again Dono Kiilar isn't your average Mandalorian.

"Good news vod'ika, I found out where they are holding your mother."

"I knew you'd come through, let's go get her."

"Not so fast Joren, they're holding her in the sublevels of their main base of operations. There are two ways in, and neither of them are going to be easy."

"I wouldn't expect anything less, let's go."

"Very good, Ib'tuur jatne tuur ash'ad kyr'amur"

We leave the cantina to go someplace alittle more private so that we can work out our plan to save my mother, without having to worry about somebody overhearing our conversation and giving the Hounds a heads up. Dono is right about one thing, today is a good day for somebody else to die.