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[b]Name: [/b] Egren
[b]Species: [/b] Drall
[b]Age: [/b] 26
[b]Gender: [/b]
[b]Faction: [/b]Jedi Order
[b]Rank: [/b] Jedi Archaeologist
[b]Captive? [/b] 

[h2]Appearance: [/h2]
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[h2]Notable Characteristics of Species: [/h2]
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[*]Short, he himself is 0.9 metres tall.
[*]His senses are slightly more acute than that of humans.
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[h2]Flaws: [/h2]
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[*][b]Gossip:[/b] Like most Drall, Egren is particularly prone to gossip. 
[*][b]Stature:[/b] While others of small height within the Jedi Order can compensate this with skill, speed and training Egren has never particularly cared for lightsaber training. Never doing more than necessary so in combat his size truly is a weakness. Lacking sufficient training to cause much damage against a skilled opponent.
[*][b]Home:[/b] Egren has a strong sense of home, and can quite easily become agitated in environments that don’t feel right naturally. This is believed to come from the innate instincts that some other members of the Drall species encounter.
[*][b]Record Keeper:[/b] Like most Drall, Egren records every little detail. It also means he picks up on almost every little detail making it easy for an enemy, if they get their hands on his records, to learn everything.
[*][b]Nervous Disposition:[/b] Due to his diminutive stature and his past he does have somewhat of a nervous disposition which is made obvious by his rambling.
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[h2]Skills: [/h2]
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[*][b]Computer Skills:[/b]Reasonably proficient in Silicing.
[*][b]Lightsaber Combat:[/b]Proficient in Soresu however has not spent much time on any other form.
[*][b]Size:[/b] His size often aids him in getting him into hard to get places. While he requires his Jedi training to get him into hard to [i]reach[/i] places.
[*][b]History:[/b]Vast knowledge on Galactic History: Primarily between the Sith and the Jedi.
[*][b]Record Keeper:[/b] Like most Drall, Egren records every little detail. It also means he picks up on almost every little detail making it easy to recollect information.
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[h2]Force capabilities: [/h2]
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[*][b]Basics:[/b] He has a basic grasp of Telekinesis, Mind Control and all the other basic abilities taught to all.
[*][b]Psychometry:[/b] He has an innate ability in psychometry, which over the years he has honed.
[*][b]Comprehend Speech:[/b] With training, and concentration, he can understand what others are saying even if they are not speaking Galactic Basic.
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[h2]Biography: [/h2]
Egren was born on Drall, one of the worlds within the Corellian system. His parents were simple record keepers, as far as he was ever told. From a young age Egren seemed to be affected by the objects around him, brand new objects he always seemed to be able to enjoy however hand me downs and anything not explicitly meant for him could gain some form of strange reaction out of the youngling. His parents used to think it was just him being picky however even the toys that he previously liked, if anything negative had happened at all while someone was handling them would then cause a negative reaction and would then never be used again.

At the age of two his parents had him secured away, and all of a sudden a toy fell of a nearby shelf and continued to shake and edge it’s way closer to him ever so slightly. With the war raging on and the perfect records kept by the Drall the proof was undeniable. Their son was what many in the Galaxy knew to be Force Sensitive. In a sense of duty, they never before knew they packed up all of their son's belongings and paid for charter to Coruscant. While a Corellian temple did exist they knew well enough the difference between the Corellian Jedi and the Jedi who inhabited the rest of the Galaxy, deciding that the best course of action was to send him to join the main Jedi Order.

They walked him to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant themselves. All they got from the Temple Guard was an assurance that he would be tested and then trained. Though if he was trained they would never see him again, so they should be prepared to say goodbye to him now. They did. It was an emotional affair as they bid goodbye to their son for the last time. Not even knowing if it would be the last time. That unknowing was likely what made it so difficult.

It was the last time.

The Jedi who tested him all agreed that he was indeed Force Sensitive, without delay he was moved into the ThrantaClan and his new life began. However it wasn’t without it’s links to his own life, his problem remained. Items with significant history, or negative history altered his behaviour causing significant difficulties. The source of this remained elusive throughout his years as an infant, where the only real training he received was in motor control and language. In time, as he began to receive training in the Force he managed to aptly describe why objects affected him in the way only the Jedi understood.

On touching of an object, quite often he would catch a vision of something that happened in that object's past. Typically something centred around strong emotion or a strong individual, it didn’t make sense. But to the Jedi it did, often interactions in the galaxy left ripples in the Force. Ripples that could be left upon objects and it was entirely possible for someone attuned to the Force to be able to read these ripples and see their point of origin. Egren was one of these individuals. The discovery of this, allowed him to be trained in control.

Control for other Younglings relied merely on emotions, control over one's self. For Egren it was slightly more complicated, while he could control his own emotions he also had to ensure that the level of control was full enough that the emotions of others imprinted on objects could not influence him. Those gifted with psychometry had a history of turning to the dark side, emotions of objects… the memories and feelings of what happened overpowering. And so, he trained.

Throughout his years as a youngling he found himself drawn to information, and his trait of having a loose tongue made him willing to share this knowledge with anyone that came along asking for it. Many Younglings would spend their time within the meditation halls or training arenas, but he spent his days in the archives. The wealth of information amazed him, how the Jedi had ever lost a single confrontation with the Sith was beyond him. The Jedi had all this knowledge at their disposal and more than he could likely ever read. Surely if the Jedi could learn all they could about their adversary victory would be within their grasp, and so he dedicated himself to the pursuit of knowledge. This dedication to the pursuit of knowledge first, and the Jedi Order second brought doubt and concern whether or not he would pass the Initiate Trials. While most Initiates were broken hearted at such a revelation, Egren was not. While if he failed he could never become a true Jedi Knight he would still be able to help the order and do good throughout the Galaxy.

Shortly after, along came the trials and he passed. He may not have excelled at the physical aspects but he passed and even impressed a Mon Calamari Jedi named Karbin Vreel. With a war on many Jedi Knights did not take a large portion of their Padawans into active conflict zones, many Padawans felt that avoiding the conflict was skirting their duty however this did not bother Egren. Egren and his master instead had a different purpose during the war, the Sith had somehow came out of nowhere suddenly. With an impressive force capable of going toe to toe with the might of the Republic. While this had remained a secret there were bound to be imprints, shadows of the Siths actions before the battle of Korriban. Karbins investigatory skill and Egrens interest in the past made them applicable to be one of the many pairings given this task of finding the footprints they left behind.

They started in the mid-rim, passing from world to world looking for any traces of the Sith in previous wars. Any information was good information. Their enemy while being brutal and relentless were also secretive. The truth behind the Sith Empire and the Sith Order were still shrouded in mystery. How had they come to be so many? Who was their leader? What was their past? Him and his master spent the next five years searching, until eventually there search lead them to the Lenico System.

Questions were again being raised about the validity of Exal Kressh’ information, and if she had indeed turned traitor to the Emperor what other kind of material she may have left behind. On the remaining space stations, there was nothing. They could all remember when Colony Blue fell from orbit and into the planet however very few beings knew that the reason being was a fight between a Sith-traitor and the Sith. That meant if they were going to salvage any information they would need to venture down to the planet itself. It was hot, and arid. The ash disturbed by their feet made the air hard to breath. It wasn’t exactly the easiest of planets to search.

Yet they wouldn’t give in. They spent days, then weeks combing the wreckage for anything useful. All they found were the remains of those who had either died when the ship was falling, died when it crashed or had survived the crash and then died of exposure. It was a mess. Just when they were about to give up they came across the chamber that Exal Kressh had used. Seeing no choice Egren ran his hands over every surface trying to pick up any sense of memory… that is the last thing he remembers on Lenico IV. Waking up in a medical bed two days later, feeling cold to the core. He couldn’t remember what he had seen but whatever it was… he didn’t want to see anything like that again. He always felt that Psychometry was his greatest gift, but with the darkness that had flooded his mind… it could be both a gift and a curse. He chose that day that he would exhaust every other option from that moment forth, before resorting to the easy (yet more dangerous) path.

The next six years, through his trials as a Padawan Learner he devoted himself to understanding. Though no-more would he try to use the Force to read a piece of parchment to learn it’s story, he would instead learn the languages and texts of the Galaxy. As many as he could cram into his cranium, in order to try and learn the mysteries of the Sith. He again, neglected his physical studies for those of the more intellectual sort. On the day he faced his trials of Knighthood there was some serious concern as to whether or not he would be strong enough for the trials ahead, but as per usual nobody really knew what trials awaited him and so with his head held high… he entered the Trials of Knighthood. Where he would truly become a member of the Jedi Order.

The trial lasted five nights, during this time Egren was not seen or heard from by the Knights set to watch the chamber in which his trials took place. They had no idea what was going on, and when he emerged his Padawan braid had been cut and for one of the first times in his life his presence in the Force was not fidgety, it was strong and firm. He truly had become a Jedi Knight, and so he was ready for the next step. A job important in the fact that he and many Jedi had been assigned to it, taken away from worlds in dire need of help and the front line of the war against the Sith. The hunt for objects, either natural or not that had substantial power. Power enough to turn the tide of the war in the favour of whoever found one.


So Egren was given a ship, research notes and funds. With his ability of psychometry he was set out after a rumoured Kyber Crystal large enough to channel vast amounts of energy, it being too dangerous to place him in contact with objects closely attuned to the dark side, the use of which could make the systems of a single ship vastly superior to any others of its class or power something bigger. The Crystal itself had rumoured to be found by some form of rogue Jedi who had grown fed up of the ways of the Republic hundreds of years ago, hoping to use it to somehow liberate the Jedi from the Republic’s influence.

His first stop was Galantos, it made some lick of sense. The ever changing tectonic plates on the planet and moving land masses made it a perfect place to hide something you didn’t want to be found. It was also close to the Galactic Centre. Trickier to get too as hyperspace calculations took longer but also wasn’t where you would typically expect someone to go trying to flee the Republic. The logical assumption would be that someone would head out into the Expansion Region and beyond, from what he had learned on this Jedi… he was naught but ordinary. Thus Galantos was the first stop on his journey to find the crystal. Trudging through the gel, with the ever moving tectonic plates wasn’t exactly… glamorous.

Though it didn’t have to be. Galantos was one of the oldest communities in the Galaxy! It’s records were truly exquisite, and quite thorough. In fact he was quite sure he could have spent months poring over all the data however sadly he wasn’t here for the pleasure. Instead he was looking for something in particular. All he had were maps, and rumours. The rumours weren’t very useful being thousands of years old and the maps… were more than useless. It was pure timing that six months into his search he got his first lead on the hunt for the crystal. He had finally received a lead. A solid one: A date, time and location.

After months of research his ship hovered over the apparent location of the crystal. He could sense the distortions in the Force, after months it all made sense. Of course a simple location wouldn’t work on Galantos the constant shift of the tectonic plates made finding anything below the surface near impossible. However obviously whoever had set this up knew a way how to get back to their hideout, he had just been lucky enough that this year had the same orbit as it had for the rogue Jedi hundreds of years ago.

Jumping from the cockpit into the gel layer as he noticed the hidden facility he was soon met with disappointment. This… facility was no more than a ship. He also didn’t need to get a good look at it to realize the crystal wasn’t there. It had been, that much was obvious he could sense its presence despite the thing it likely had not been present for years. Such a strong resonance in the Force was hard to hide, especially up close. So he closed his eyes, and let the feeling wash over him. Walking up to the hole in the hull and placing his hand on a specific part. Letting the Force be his guide, touching the spot that years ago the thief had.

He saw a world, tropical and yet, dry… forested. He could feel the heat hitting him. Then he saw someone, green eyes… tall… humanoid and yet, reptilian. It took him several minutes to place the species as an Arconian, the time it took him he was pretty ashamed at in all honesty. So he left Galantos behind, vowing to one day return in order to try and solve its many mysterious. Though for now he had to follow the trail, he was behind… far behind whatever adversaries had taken the crystal from its resting place.

For the next four years, he travelled from world to world always on the hunt. From Cona he travelled to Gyndine in the hunt for a pirate who betrayed a prospector, then Cyrillia where the pirate intended to sell the crystal for power generation. Though as it turned out a business man had had other plans for the crystal at the time, Rhommamool proved to be a useful hiding place amongst the criminals and the junk however it was not to be. Without even realizing the cargo a couple of thieves banded together to steal the executives ship, seeing it as their way of the god forsaken planet.

They had apparently travelled down the Corellian Run to the planet Milagro where they, finding the cargo. Sold their ship for a profit before going their separate ways. This was where the trail got difficult for a while. The crystal was moved to another ship and the records had apparently been tampered with in order to try and conceal whoever had taken the crystal. He ended up chasing several dead ends to nearby systems always returning back to Milagro when it didn’t pan out in the hopes of picking up the real trail.

He was finally lead to Leritor, a world rich in minerals and artifacts. Had he not been on the chase he would likely have lingered in order to try and examine some Sith artifacts. However his goal was clear, and his path did not stop on Leritor. Koiogra, Hypori, Gaulus and even through the fire storms of Ryloth where he finally got the big break that he had been looking for.

Travelling to Kubeaie he had heard the rumours of a powerful shipwright, who boasted that he had the capacity for making the most powerful ships in the galaxy. Ships that the Republic and Sith Empire would fight over just to add to their navy, this was the lead he was looking for. As on Ryloth he had found the remains of what had apparently been a mine for this very company. It’s logo plastered all over the walls, though it was a slightly older facility. Obviously the crystal had been moved after it’s real value had been ascertained.

The industrial world, so many thoughts and feelings everywhere… if he had wanted to use the Force to try and track the crystal it would have proved useless. Thankfully his small demeanour, which made a lot of people ignore him, and his intellect helped him greatly. The best way he saw to gain access to determine if the crystal truly was here, was to join the company. So he did, for the next six months he spent his time infiltrating the company. He was an excellent record keeper, and the use of the Force to move him up the food chain at a believable rate helped him on his way.

Towards the final week of his operation he begun to feel a darker presence nearby. However he shrugged it off as nerves at how close he was coming to his goal. While he enjoyed all that he had learned he was excited at the prospect that finally he could move on to a new task, finally his objective would be complete. However sadly this wasn’t to be, as he finally gained access to some of the firms most secure files he discovered the crystal had indeed been stolen several months ago. The records relating to the file indicated the ship had travelled to Tatooine. Whether or not it had landed there, was the question. He’d find out, he wasn’t going to let the trail go cold now.



[h2]Personality and/or Motivation: [/h2] Egren is insanely curious about the past, and how things work. Not so much machinery but civilizations, people. He has spent more of his life researching than he has living. Though if asked about it he would ascertain that in order to know what path to choose you need to know what ones have already been walked. Knowledge is his life, and he always wants to learn as much as he can. Everything else comes second to that, but don’t let that fool you. He’s still a Jedi at heart and he believes that everything he learn can help the cause of the Jedi in order to re-establish peace and prosperity to the Galaxy. However, that is a two way street and he also sees his being a Jedi as a door to information he usually wouldn’t be able to get. 

[h2]Player’s long term goals: [/h2] As [@Ellri] will know. Egren started as something a little bit different, a little bit… Spontaneous and the more and more I worked the character the more I planned it out in my head and really enjoyed what he was becoming. So my long term goals are essentially for Egren to live, past that… all bets are off.

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[b]Tolun Fi:[/b] Egren has followed the fellow scholars work, and has respect for him for gaining the prestige he has while still being able to focus upon his studies.

[b]Xid:[/b] If you know Tolun Fi, it is likely you have at least heard of Xid. Of course his contact with the temple has been fleeting over the past couple of years, but he knows that some of the equipment that he has been sent has originated from the young Technopath.

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[h2]Final Point - Secrets: [/h2]

Egren would likely, to a degree, accept the teaching of a Sith if it was geared towards a more historical aspect. His curiosity can easily get the better of him, and with his love for all things old (As in artifacts you bunch of crudes) he may not be able, if given the right temptation, to stop himself from using his psychometry on Sith objects. Something that could be quite… dangerous.
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