Species: Human, Kashyyykian

Age: 25



Personality: Patient. Aleko usually takes some time to observe patterns, behaviors, the smallest of hints before taking action; when he does make an action, he makes sure that it counts towards achieving his goal. As such, he prefers to remain inconspicuous during most situations, but if needed, he dons a comforting and understanding attitude while using his own good nature to drive others' will in his favor. Although he generally prefers to use a more defensive style of approach, he has no trouble stepping into the offence with calculated counters, ripostes and feints. He occasionally throws force abilities in his combinations, but he prefers to keep both of his hands on his lightsaber.

Bio:

Aleko was born to a single mother, Tasha, from a family of immigrants residing within an old, small community of human refugees on the planet of Kashyyyk. Even without a fatherly figure, he was blessed with a relatively normal childhood, growing up with a healthy set of morals imposed by Tasha. He wasn't the most popular of the children due to his very calm and collected nature, as they all preferred to have a more adventurous, if not mischievous. While he also dreamed of leaving the planet and explore the galaxy, he preferred not to burn out his wish so early in life. He especially wanted to to fly around the star systems not by himself but with an entire crew of explorers set out on an important quest.

That determined him to join the New Republic military division that was responsible with handling security on Kashyyyk. While his mother did not agree entirely with his plans, she allowed for her only son to fulfill whatever dream Aleko had in mind. During his service, Aleko was praised for his level-headed approach to all situations he was appointed to, not a very easy task to accomplish; mostly because the indigenous Wookies were not very keen on having humans play police on their planet. Through the power of speech alone, he was able to placate most conflicts. He rarely had to draw the stun baton to make his voice heard, as his good nature and sheer presence drew attention.

Thanks to his performance on Kashyyyk, Aleko was quickly moved up as a security officer aboard a New Republic ship; he made his farewells and promised his mother to make her proud through his duty, the hopeful Kashyyykian raised his gaze to the vast emptiness of space. He knew that he reached his goal, but yet, he knew there was more to it. Three years into his service aboard ships, travelling through stations and landing on various planets along the inner and outer rings of the galaxy, Aleko was graced by the presence of a very peculiar Corellian that took interest in the modest security officer. It was there and then Aleko would redefine his purpose to the galaxy. It was there and then he would learn about a legend from not too long ago, in that very same galaxy.

Stats and Skills:

• DEX:3
• PER:4
  
  
  
  • Persuasion - 5 pts
• STR:5
  
  
  
  • Lightsaber dueling - 7 pts
  • Melee attack - 6 pts
• TCH:1
• FOR:3
  
  
  
  • Telekinesis - 4 pts
  • Mind trick - 4 pts
  • Calm aura - his presence within the force brings calmness and comfort to those around him - 4 pts

Equipment: Jedi apprentice robes over some dark blue linen clothing, standard black leather gloves and boots. A single blade lightsaber with a green crystal.

Species: Human, Endorian
Age: 22


Bio: Fiona grew up an orphan and lived in a small trading post on the moon Endor. As a young girl she didn't really get along with the others her own age, instead she spent the majority of her time in the forest with the Ewoks or in peaceful solitude. If anyone had asked her why she didn't mind being alone she would've simply replied it's okay I can still feel everyone. It was only during her early teenage years she realised that most people couldn't sense the world around them. Despite enjoying her peaceful, if isolated lifestyle Fiona's need to understand her ability led her to moving to Coruscant to browse the many libraries there for information. It is here she first learned of the myths and legends of the Jedi order and the Sith and devoted much of her time in studing what she could about them. Fiona spent three years traveling around various systems hoping to find out more and as a result learned her way around some of the shadier parts of space. Mainly using her voice or a blaster and vibroblade, when things got a little rough.

Stats and Skills:

Dexterity: 4
Blasters: 6
Dodge: 6
Perception: 3
Persuasion:5
Strength: 2
Vibroblade combat: 3
Technical: 2
Force: 5

Chiss Name: Akarr'oku'Nilta
Core Name: Rokun
Species: Chiss
Age: 27
Languages spoken: Chiss, Basic, Huttese

Appearance:

Bio: Raised in the Chiss ascendancy as a soldier, Rokun was picked out early as a sharpshooter. He excelled in field operations, having uncanny reflexes and accuracy, and quickly made a name for himself as a squad leader, making leadership decisions that frequently allowed his squad to be in the right place at the right time. He never learned that it was his force sensitivity leading him to this, and has always chalked it up to good instincts, and has simply honed his reflexes to nigh supernatural levels. After serving the Ascendancy faithfully for years, he retired with honors and eventually made his way into the inner systems, making his living hunting down the scum of the galaxy.

Personality: Fairly stoic to those who don't know him, Rokun is exeedingly loyal to his friends, and never reneges on a contract. Hunting down every mark until it's caught, and defeating anyone who gets in his way. That being said, he can be fairly picky on what contracts he takes, and will not take a mark where he feels that innocents are recklessly endangered.

Stats and Skills

Dexterity: 5
Blasters: 8

Perception: 3
Tracking: 4
Spotting: 4

Strength: 3
Brawling: 4

Technical: 3
Piloting: 4

Force: 2

Equipment:Basic body armor, Synthrope dispenser, Datapad, 2 sets of binders, macro binoculars, E-11 Blaster carbine with optional stun setting

Name: David Starsea
Species: Human, Corellian
Age: 42

Bio: David's father, Brom, owns the Starsea shipyards, an orbital base above Corellia. His company does not manufacture many ships itself, merely rents out the floating platforms to do so. David grew up in moderate wealth, and fancied himself a hotshot pilot. And it was true, he had quite a talent for it, one nurtured in a small shuttle, almost a toy, that he flew around the shipyards as a child.
When still a young man, he was on the surface of the planet, and found himself drawn into a junk trader's shack. The place was dirty, and David had the technical knowhow to spot that most of what he owned truly could be called junk. But he found a cylinder, long enough to be held with both hands, and was oddly fascinated by it. He bought it, meaning to find out what it was through whatever means he need to employ. He was scheming its dismantling(even imagining it with precognitive accuracy) when he almost ran into Oberon Markel. The two were friends quickly, and Master and Apprentice not long after that. The rest, as they say, is history.

Now, Oberon is gone, and Jedi Master Starsea seeks with great fervor the rebuilding of the Jedi Order.

He used money from his father's company to set up a base on Ilum, which has the advantage of being uncharted even in this day and age, and findable only by a Force sensitive.

Lightsaber: David's second lightsaber was built with a brilliant emerald green crystal from Ilum, where he faced his trials. The outer shell of the hilt is a single tube of matte brushed titanium. The inner workings were slid in from the only opening at the top, and fused in place with the Force. The grip, long enough to be held two-handed, is wrapped in black carbon fiber cord. The emitter and pommel are slightly larger in diameter. The cylinder at the emitter end has a diagonal cutout, in the style of Anakin's lightsabers, and the pommel is perfectly round and flat at the bottom.

There are no switches, it is ignited and extinguished with the Force, to protect it from activation at the hands of someone else. It connects to his belt magnetically.

Stats and Skills

Dexterity: 2

Perception: 2

Strength: 3
Lightsaber: 6

Technical: 5
Piloting: 6

Force: 3
Telekinesis: 7
Healing: 4

Name: Huleez Dryne
Species: Mirialan
Age: 14
Appearance:
Dresses formally and plainly in black robes, with a crescent shaped headdress of black velvet. The headdress covers all of her head and neck except the oval of her face, where a scant few Mirialan tattoos show her young age and lack of life experience. She stands at 4'11 and has a thin body.

Bio: Born on Mirial and raised under their religious Force traditions, Huleez was trained as a healer, owing to her own strength with the Force. Their continued adherence to the Force was somewhat isolated since the Empire days, when the Galactic Empire made a point to stifle any such mystical nonsense. It was this same avoidance that made them resistant to the Jedi’s return.

But the current generation has no memory of the Imperial attitudes, and when David arrived, the first Jedi to try in fifty years, the Force was with him, and he found Huleez. She was eager to learn, and has taught him some of her own Force discipline in turn. She was his first apprentice, and has been with him for four years.



Dexterity: 5
Blaster: 6
Evade: 7 (uses her natural flexibility to move in unexpected ways)

Perception: 2

Strength: 3
Lightsaber: 4

Technical: 1

Force: 5
Telekinesis: 6
Heal: 7
Farseeing: 6

Name: Altarae Renshi A.K.A. ‘Vodeth’
Age: 22
Species: Miraluka
Homeworld: Alpheridies
Personality: Altarae is stoic and collected by nature, seeming to have a nearly unending sense of serenity. Because of this, people tend to naturally rely on him during stressful or critical situations, as stress and panic seem to have little effect on him. The flip side of this is that he has a rather hard time expressing his own emotions (other than anger) and as such people can view him as rather impersonal and robotic.

These lacking social skills are due to a childhood spent in forced isolation, as Altarae was born with incredibly strong force powers. This lead the other children to either fear or envy him, and as such he’s had very little companionship in his life. This suits him fine, as he views requiring outside aid as a form of weakness. He feels that the entirety of the world and its people have forgotten and forsaken him, and as such he is more than willing to do the same. He is naturally ambitious and is a ravenous collector of information, not for its own sake, but because he knows well that knowledge is power.

Bio: Altarae was the only child of hard working farming parents. Though they do love him tremendously, they were usually far too busy or tired to interact with him much. Not only this, but Altarae appears to have a seemingly unnaturally strong connection to the Force, even for a Miraluka. This near indomitable connection to the Force has made Altarae a social outcast among his fellow children, as those who aren’t afraid of his power are usually envious of it.

When Altarae was a teenager, Republic Commandos appeared on Alpheridies hunting a man who was said to have stolen several priceless and ancient artifacts from Coruscant. The Commandos harbored suspicion that the smuggler was being aided by locals, and as such many homes were searched and seized. Of the many homes these commandos raided, Altarae’s homestead was one of them. His parents were killed and the farm burned to the ground due to being so called uncooperative. This left only the boy as a survivor. He rooted through the ash and smoke, finding the corpses of his family as expected. Yet what else he found shocked even him.

The first was a third corpse he did not recognize at first. It appeared to be humanoid in form, and apparently a man. Searching through his pockets for identification, he found an incredibly old and rusted metallic hilt, with various cabalistic symbols chicken scratched onto it. Unwittingly using his connection to the Force to witness the past of the hilt, forbidden knowledge poured into the youths mind. He saw its original construction, millennia ago on Korriban for a Sith Acolyte, he saw the Acolyte struck down by a Jedi, and the hilt fall into their possession. He witnessed its being locked away on Coruscant during the rise of the current Republic, and he witnessed a smuggler successfully steal it and flee here. But most of all he saw his own Father, the poverty stricken Miraluk farmer, was the one who had actually hired the smuggler to steal the hilt for him.

Collapsing into the ash, he discovered the second thing that would change him. That thing was the blind cloth of his father, and while it was charred and blackened by tragedy, it seemed to have survived the inferno. He scratched a small number '1' on the inside of the cloth, and donned it, the message behind it simple; with nothing left for him here, he would stop at nothing to become the number one. His new purpose decided, a single word seemed to haunt his mind.

‘Korriban.’

Appearance: Altarae is a fairly averagely built youth with longer hair the color of freshly fallen snow. It reaches roughly his shoulderblades. He typically dresses in dark colors such as black or grey robes, as well as the typical blind cloth of his people. The cloth that covers the eyes he does not have is one of his most prized possessions, a family heirloom that is now charred and ashen, His clothes are fairly typical loose robes that are black and grey, which he conceals many things within the folds of. His skin is smooth and pale, thus far unmarked from the horrors of war.



DEX 3
Gotta Go Fast! +1 - Altarae has reflexes that are honed to a point, allowing him a slight edge in dodging blaster fire or melee attacks.
PER: 3
One with Shadow +1 - Altarae is able to move near completely siltent when needed.
STR: 4
Lightsaber Training +1 – Ability to use a Lightsaber proficiently.
TCH: 1
FOR: 5
Psychometry +2 – The ability to know an objects past by touching it.
Telekensis - The ability to pull and push an object using only the Force.
Dominate Mind +2 – The ability to temporarily dominate the weak minded and willed around him.

Appearance:


Name: Miavenna Makhala

Age: 19

Race: Dathomiri

Personality: Survivalist. Growing up on the rough climes of Mustafar makes a person cherish survival over everything else. She seeks to protect herself and vanquish the enemy, thoroughly and without loose ends. She doesn't like to be cruel or torture her opponents but she does know that the best enemy is a dead enemy.

Bio: Growing up on a planet best described as hell can be pretty daunting. You have to know every ley line and be ready to boot and shoot at moments notice. It does help to have a lot of materials considered important by residents of other planets otherwise, anyone would be hard-pressed to even think why anyone would live here.

But Miavenna's parents have not only found their patch of paradise on this forsaken planet but also made a good fortune by using the smarts of her father and the strength of her mother. Though Dumeh Makhala may have given up being a formal nightsister, she has trained her daughter in the rituals of their forgotten clan and looks to reinvigorate the cold lines of her clan one day.

Dathomir is currently just a far-off forgotten planet but the family wants to return to their roots one day and become a force in the galaxy once again.

Stats and Skills:

Dexterity: 3
Evasion: 5 - The Dathomiri have a flexibility of body that is honed over by years of training. Even though, the Nightsister clans are no longer operational, Miavenna's mum made sure her daughter was an eager proponent of establishment of the new order.
Strength: 3
Shock Staff: 7 (+1)

Perception: 2

Technical: 3

Tinkering: 4 - Miavenna has a way around gadgets. Junk turn out to be useful when she puts her mind to it.

Force: 5

Name: Kilgaris Makhala
Species: Dathomiran
Age: 25

Bio: Kin to the 'nightsister' Miavenna and her family he and his other male relatives lived in service to their female relatives. However even on Mustafar the men of the family taught Kilgaris the way of the warrior. Fighting in many ways and types, learning to master the blade, his strength and hone his acrobatic skills to destroy his opponents. Near the end of his limited training on Mustafar he was presented with an ancient relic that had been long sought after in secret by the men of the house; the lightsaber of Darth Maul (fixed once again).
Discovering the fact that Miavenna and her mother wants to recuperate the nightsister clan he knew he had to stop it otherwise risk his race becoming the servants forever more even though he loved his family. Knowing the best people to deal with the nightsister's dark magic were probably the jedi or sith he heard about in ancient stories. He know seeks out any remnant of those old orders to form a delicate and temporary alliance to stop the nightsister clan from gaining dominance over his race once again.

Stats and Skills:

Dexterity: 2
Acrobatics (Like darth maul with all his flipping around and stuff): 5

Perception: 3
Stealth: 5

Strength: 5
Lightsaber (All types of lightsaber and forms): 7 (+1=8)

Technical: 1

Force: 5

Name: Emilliana Ireni Narive
Species: Human
Age: 17
Appearance:

Bio: Emilliana is a human, born to a lineage of former Jedi (who broke the rules and had kids), a long time ago. They left the Jedi Order and started living as smugglers. Their travels brought them far and wide, and somehow the family was still holding up a small smugglers family-business.

When Emilliana was born, it was on the temperate planet of Saleucami. Her mother took a leave of absence to raise her little daughter on the planet while her father continued the family business. While growing up, her mother distanced herself from illegal activities, taking a part-time job as a mechanic.

While watching her mother act on machines and such, Emilliana often watched and was explained to how things worked. In addition, the little girl was often very eager to ride the machines, and as such often got to test-run the different things people put with them to repair, from weapons to star-ships.

However, it came to pass that her mother, who wanted to distance herself from the smuggler life, seduced a rather well-off man from Nar Shaddaa on a visit, intending on vanishing for her father never to find. Not wishing this to come to pass, Emilliana sent a message to her father, whom came to get her.

The man intended to collect his daughter from the woman who cheated on him, he took Emilliana and flew off in his space-ship. However, the mother told the man she had cheated with that her daughter had been kidnapped, and soon they both had bounty hunters aplenty after them. As the ship had use of two pilots, Emilliana soon got to prove to her father that she was somehow the superior pilot.

They soon had a system in place where Emilliana was the pilot, and her father the combatant should they encounter something. They continued their journey as smugglers, her father dealing with the things they might run into, but on this journey her father sensed something about her. She was TOO good a pilot. Almost as if she could feel what would happen before it happened...

He took a risk and flew back to Saleucami. There, he showed her for the first time the Jedi hideout which their ancestors had left behind, and the Force Sensitive girl got her hands on a few training toys and an ancient blue lightsaber. Her father explained what he could, Emilliana beside herself at this revalation. She felt the connection she had to these items, somehow.

However, tragedy struck when the man from Nar Shaddaa had tracked their return to their home planet, assuming they might come back and prepared for it. Emilliana managed to predict that they'd be attacked before they were with the Force, yet even when they ran she was powerless to prevent her father's death by a bounty hunter sniper, even as she saw the shot coming.

Angered at the loss, the Force came to her naturally when it was otherwise elusive. Fuelled by her emotions, Emilliana struck against the bounty hunters sent to collect her and made her way to her father's ship and piloted it alone away from their grasps. With her she had brought all the things of her Jedi ancestor.

To her, the young girl with a clouded mind, it was clear what she had to do. An evil person had snagged her mother and killed her father. She was the descendant of Jedi. Alone on a ship in space, she hid under the electrical storms of the planet Jabiim while using what money she had to stay safe and practice with her Force training items. All for the purpose of one thing.

One day, when she finally felt ready and her money was out, Emilliana took her ship and soared to Nar Shaddaa. Using a twisted connection to the force, she was able to force her way through the protection and killed her mother's new boyfriend, using the force to run her saber through his stomach. It felt good.

Her mother was appalled and ran. The security and guards were after her. However, Emilliana felt free as a bird. Simply jumping out of the window, she was able to escape her pursuers as she landed on an even lower level of Nar Shaddaa with the force to allow better landing and blend into the crowd. They never found her.

Emilliana had never heard of the “Dark Side of the Force”. To her, this was like exploring into a new depth of her powers without knowing the consequences. All she knew was that it felt good and she wanted more of it. More power. Less limits. Her powers are all in flux, but her skill and perception never waned.

Oh? What's that? Her perception detected a pleasant calling in the force. Here on Nar Shaddaa. There is a person, whom the Force is strong with. She should go meet him, Emilliana decided~! It could be fun if she got to tag along with him~! … And with that, the young untrained but powerful girl headed to meet the Jedi Master…

Personality: This girl is very friendly. She's quick to smile and chat with people around her, tries to make friends and helps people out in the most selfless of ways, it seems like. Emilliana has nothing against bragging with her powers and looks forward to showing what she can do. She likes to have fun, and if she isn't having fun she might spice things up on a whim. As long as everything goes according to her plans she'll be as happy as she can be. You might never learn her true nature.

However, Emilliana’s is a twisted soul. She feels little to no pain by crushing those around her. While she is rather patient, her emotions are sensitive and opposing her causes her emotions to flare up. She feels little to no apprehension to harming or killing someone who she would benefit from doing so to. Power attracts her, excitement drives her, and she might find her heart suddenly aflutter to someone who holds both power and the promise of future excitement.

She's confident in her piloting and force abilities.

Equipment: On her belt beneath the robes, she carries her ancestor’s blue lightsaber, which still functions. In addition, retrieved from her father's smuggler's ship was a couple (2) thermal detonators to be thrown with force abilities. She doesn't actually have the means to get more of them, but she does have the ones her dad left her. She had four, but used two during her chase after the man on Nar Shaddaa.

Stats and Skills

Dexterity: 1
No, she’s not the fastest one around. In fact, if she can, she'd probably prefer to walk into a battle.

Perception: 5
Emilliana's always been very perceptive with the Force, allowing her to sense her surroundings and what will happen from them.

Strength: 1
Lightsaber – 1 pt, 2 total. Although she has a lightsaber, she has little training using it and is rather frail. [1/10 points to advance this skill.]

Technical: 4
Piloting – 2 pts, 6 total. She’s a very skilled pilot, and a match for most. The bonus skill she seemingly gets by being Force sensitive is included.
Repairs – 1 pts, 5 total. You’d be surprised about some of the things she can repair. Space-ships or other things…

Force: 5
Force Telekinesis – 1 pt, 6 total. Her preferred way of attacking. She may wield her sword with the force, though this does not increase her skill with it.
Far Seeing – 2 pts, 7 total. Emilliana is quite efficient at using the Force to spot things that interest her on quite the distance.

Name: Siador Dren
Appearance:
Age: 30
Personality: Strategic. He'll look for his opponent's weakness and try and attack it. He is not cruel, however, despite his master's protests, as he understands that once you break a person's spirit, they lose much of their worth to you. Instead he prefers turning people using logic, emotion, or even bribery.
Bio: As a teenager from Corascant, he got a job with an archeology team excavating the ruins of Korriban. There he came across a Sith Holocron in a secret chamber within one of the tombs. When he read the ancient Sith inscription that was written on it aloud, "Peace is a lie, there is only Passion.", it opened.
"Yes, but do you understand what that means?" the hologram asked him. He wanted to take the holocron to his employer, but he decided to study it first. As he spoke to it he learned many things, and though he was skeptical at first, his lessons included how to use the force to move objects.
Their sponsor was simply a rich man looking for more treasures to show his rich friends so when, one year later, the man pulled their funding the rest of the team packed up to leave. Saidor decided to stay behind, to continue the search, as he told them. After they left the Sith taught him many things, and even showed him where and how to find artifacts of Sith power within the ruins.
He sales most the minor trinkets he finds in order to buy supplies from traders that pass by, generally ordering what he needs from nearby worlds.
Equipment: Ancient Sith Holocron (remains in the chamber where he found it, which has become his study), Ancient Sith lightsaber (still partially functional, on display in his study), ancient computer terminal (salvaged from the nearby Sith Academy Ruins), Assorted machines (he does live here after all), Sith Robes (made of Hississ leather for strength and durability), Red Lightsaber (made by him using Sith manufacturing methods and modern tech. Sith magics insure that no one who follows the light side can touch it without getting electrocuted.)

Stats and Skills

Dexterity: 2

Perception: 2
Treasure hunting: 3

Strength: 5
Lightsaber combat: 7

Technical: 2
Archaeology: 4

Force: 5
Telekinesis: 7
Lightning: 6
Healing: 6

Second Character, as the Sith Lord can't be risked for actual battles unless they are really important.

Name: Pim

Species: Gungan

Age: 25

Appearance:

Bio: When he was a young man he decided that he didn't want to just remain on Naboo for the rest of his life. He wanted to see other cultures. As soon as he was old enough he moved to Theed to live with his uncle. There he learned about other worlds and, when he was a teenager, joined a street gang. He had a few run-ins with local security, but nothing major.

At the age of eighteen he got a job with a local criminal group flying transports, mostly moving stolen property but sometimes moving spice. Once he had earned the leader's trust he met the Hutt that the leader worked for, Gardo, and, with the gang leader's blessing, started smuggling goods for Gardo instead.

He killed his first person when he was 21. It was a cargo inspector on Coruscant who started roughing him up when he refused to pay a larger bribe. Pim hid the body and, once he had finished the delivery, jettisoned it in an asteroid field before sterilizing the ship of the victim's DNA. His cool demeanor after committing murder impressed the Hutt and he started offering Pim assassin contracts. Pim grew quite efficient at it, becoming one of Gardo's top assassins. One day, however, after completing a contract Gardo refused to pay him, claiming that he was too sloppy. Without a word he ran his vibroblade through Gardo's throat, then killed his body guards.

He spent the next month running from bounty hunters that Gardo's family sent after him before he got a message from an unknown client offering to pay him if he came to Korriban to meet the man. He stole an X-93 fighter, a derivative of the thousand year old X-wing line of fighters, from one of the bounty hunters and flew to Korriban.

Upon arriving he was met by Saidor who gave him 1,000 credits and pulled out a green crystal. He placed it on a rock with the force and told Pim that if he could move it with only his mind he could keep the over 3,000 credit lightsaber crystal. Wanting the crystal enough that he was willing to look stupid while trying the task, he tried and, with some instruction from Saidor, was able to pull the crystal towards himself, though it hit him in the face.

Saidor offered to hire him as his personal assassin and to teach him to use the Force. Pim accepted and, a few weeks later, had learned the basics of manipulating the Force and was sent on a mission. A Senator from Onderon name Talo was refusing to cooperate with Saidor's requests and Pim needed to see to it that the Junior Senator from Onderon got a promotion. Pim climbed in his ship and left for Nar Shada's Red Sector and a club called the Twitching Lekku where the Senator would be found.

Stats and Skills:

Dexterity: 3
Pickpocket: 4

Perception: 4
Stealth: 6

Strength: 3
Vibroblade combat: 5

Technical: 4
Piloting: 5

Force: 2
Choke: 3