[h1][center][color=fff200]Star Wars[/color][/center][/h1]
[h2][center][color=fff200]Eclipse[/color][/center][/h2]

[center][color=fff200]It is a peaceful time in the galaxy. The Galactic Republic & The Jedi Order are thriving throughout the Core Worlds. Peace can be felt throughout the galaxy, but all things must come to an end. Corellian Senator, Talia Grahn has received a very disturbing distress call from Ryloth, a temperate world on the Outer Rim. Immediately she then forwards it to Coruscant for Chancellor Valencia to see. After receiving it he calls upon Jedi Grand Master Idonia Presch to come analyze the dark message...[/color][/center]

[center][img]http://cdn.obsidianportal.com/assets/114538/Servos_Jungle.jpg[/img][/center]

[color=f26522]Ryloth
Outskirts of Lessu[/color]

     The jungle lay silent beneath the dark grey skies as a light blanket of rain fell, covering the landscape. The air in the jungle was still and only the sound of rain falling from above the foliage could be heard. Bits of rain dropped through the dense treetops and softened the vine ridden ground of the jungle. The silence was suddenly broken. A middle aged Twi'lek man breaks through a bush panting heavily and sweating profusely. With his eyes lined with terror he stumbled through the jungle in hopes of escaping the man that trail behind him. If he could make it to the communication tower within the depths of the jungle he could send a distress call, and the Republic would come; [i]maybe[/i] they would. He continued running, ignoring the burning of the scars on his face from the tree branches and sharp vines cutting at him relentlessly, only adding to their ignorance of his situation.

     Suddenly, he crashed through a large bush and found himself tumbling down a small escarpment. After a few moments he couldn't tell up from down, left from right, as his body was being trashed about off of rocks & trees and nearly being strangled by vines that barely snapped from his body weight. He soon slammed into the ground and spat out a clump of dirt that was mixed with his blood, likely blood drawn from smashing his face off a rock about half way up the escarpment. Dazed, he rolled onto his back and looked up the escarpment; it looked much shorter than it felt. He pushed himself up despite the aching in his bones as his will was stronger than his strength... but not for long.

     He broke into a clearing with a large radio tower at the far south end. There it was, salvation. He gave a sigh of relief and looked behind him at the thickness of the jungle. No sign of the man. No sign of the nightmare. He wasn't about to let his legs fail him now so he used whatever strength he could muster and made a final sprint toward the communication tower. Step after step, each time his feet crashed into the ground he winced in pain, but he kept at it. Eventually he smashed into the side of the tower, his legs not wanting to stop on their own. 
     He opened the panel he frantically began to upload the coordinates to Coruscant in order to send his distress call. [i]Denied[/i]. It was too far from Ryloth. He had to shoot closer. [i]Corellia[/i]. He knew the Corellian Military would contact Coruscant immediately after sending it so his chances remained the same. He began uploading the coordinates for Corellia. Feeling a blanket of panic fall over him he turned his head quickly to look back at the jungle. Nothing. The jungle lay still as the rain kept falling down. He looked back and a moment later the screen began to glow green. [i]Contact[/i]. He began to prepare the message when the panic set in again. He looked back over his shoulder. Pure horror.
    There he was. There [i]it[/i] was. Staring at him from across the clearing, black robes covering his being. Shock took over his body for a moment but was broken when the man began to move toward him, aggressively. The nightmare that'd be chasing him, taunting him & destroying him from the inside had found him. He knew there was nothing that could be done for him, but his people were in danger. His family. His friends. He could not let panic take a hold of him now, he had to at. He turned toward the screen and input the auto send code to send the message immediately after it ends & began to record as a small blue holo-recorder opened and began recording.
     "Chancellor Valencia! My name is Theran Exitium, I am part of the Exitium Monarchy here on Ryloth! We are being attacked by some, creature--I don't know what to call it, but please send help! Send help! Please send--" and as he uttered the last word he turned his head and all that he could do was let out a blood curdling scream as the nightmare stood before him, breathing heavily. Only his eyes flickering under the dark hood that shrouded his face. With a blood red lightsaber in hand he swung down at Theran and sliced his torso open, ending his life. With another quick swing he slashed open the console recording the message. The air lay still once again and only the emanating sound of a lightsaber could be heard.

[h1][center][color=fff200]Factions[/color][/center][/h1]
[center][hider=The Galactic Republic]
[color=f26522]Leader: Chancellor Valencia (No Character Sheet yet)[/color]
Built upon democracy, the Galactic Republic stands for peace, prosperity, freedom & security. Governed by Chancellor Valencia, the Galactic Republic seeks to build and sustain a great quality of life for its people all while trying to dethrone the massive crime syndicates and cartels throughout the galaxy. The Senate building is located on Coruscant.[/hider][/center]
[center][hider=The Jedi Order]
[color=f26522]Leader: Jedi Grand Master Idonia Presch[/color]
The Jedi Order is an ancient religion of peacekeepers that command the force to aid them in their quest for peace & knowledge. With a Grand Jedi Council comprised of seven Jedi Masters, they oversee all soon to be Jedi and keep a watchful eye on the Galactic Republic in order to maintain peace. The Grand Jedi temple is located on Coruscant. [/hider][/center]
[center][hider=The Red Star Syndicate]
[color=f26522]Leader: The Black Butcher (No Character Sheet yet)[/color]
The Red Star Syndicate is a large criminal organization dealing in spice, slavery & assassinations. Led by a red-skinned Devaronian known only as the Black Butcher due to his black attire and affinity with brutally butchering his victims. They front as many lucrative businesses such as casinos, waste management & sales & goods. The hidden fortress is located on Nar Shaddaa. [/hider][/center]
[center][hider=The Remnants of Mandalore]
[color=f26522]Leader: Jorgan Thrak (No Character Sheet yet)[/color]
The Remnants of Mandalore are a mysterious group of elite hunters and warriors who follow in the footsteps of Mandalore, an ancient Mandalorian involved in the Mandalorian Wars. The current leader is a Mandalorian man named Jorgan Thrak who is feared by all who crosses him. They mostly keep to themselves and only take the highest priority targets with the highest payout. They have no headquarters to avoid being attacked or even found, but they have flagships throughout the galaxy. [/hider][/center]
[center][hider=The Exitium Monarchs]
[color=f26522]Leader: Queen Exitium VIII[/color]
The Exitium Monarchs are a wealthy Twi’lek family on the Outer Rim of the galaxy. Known once as a wealthy and quiet family, they’ve recently began voicing their opinion more in Senate meetings and have been showing up all around the galaxy. The Grand Palace is located on Ryloth.[/hider][/center]
[center][hider=The Sith]
[color=f26522]Leader: The Sith Emperor (No Character Sheet yet)[/color]
The Sith are the polar opposite of the Jedi Order and feared by all. Only known as a myth throughout the galaxy, the Sith have managed to grow their empire whilst staying in the shadows and out of the eyes of the Jedi & Republic. The Sith Empire are governed by a Sith Triad; three Dark Lords of the Sith who govern the rest; they are still under the command of the Sith Emperor, who is only known by the council. [/hider][/center]
[center][hider=Preservationists]
[color=f26522]Leader: Callista Maral[/color]
Originally created by those concerned by perceived decadence and beaucratic weakness growing in the Republic, the preservationists are growing in influence. Rather than an illegal or terrorist organization, its supposed goal is to recover, catalog, and ultimately preserve knowledge. It believes the Republics days are possibly numbered, and the resulting turmoil could erase a great deal of progress the galaxy has made. Owing to this, the Preservationists have small but advanced recovery fleets based on the edge of the Unknown Regions. To prevent any bureaucratic intervention from the Republic(Or more likely criminal organizations), it operates through various fronts. Recently it has gained deep influence over many of the Mega Corporations who feel increasingly repressed by the Republics taxes and (supposedly) flawed political process, such as the Trade Federation and Techno Union. [/hider][/center]

[h1][center][color=fff200]Character Sheet[/color][/center][/h1]
[center][hider=Appearance & Basic Info]
[color=ed1c24]Picture[/color]: [i]No inappropriate pictures/images. No Anime.[/i]
[color=ed1c24]Physical Description[/color]: 
[color=ed1c24]Name[/color]: 
[color=ed1c24]Age[/color]: 
[color=ed1c24]Gender[/color]: 
[color=ed1c24]Race/Species[/color]: [i]Keep it within the SW Universe![/i]
[color=ed1c24]Occupation[/color]: 
[color=ed1c24]Faction[/color]: [i]If you want to use a different one than the ones I've provided PM me and I'll make a judgement[/i][/hider][/center]
[center][hider=Possessions]
[color=ed1c24]Weapons (if any)[/color]:
[color=ed1c24]Equipment[/color]: 
[color=ed1c24]Clothing[/color]: 
[color=ed1c24]Personal Ship[/color]: [i]You may use ships from the SW Universe, but please try to be creative![/i][/hider][/center]
[center][hider=Combat]
[color=ed1c24]Power/Abilities[/color]: 
[color=ed1c24]Combat[/color]: [/hider][/center]
[center][hider=Personal Info]
[color=ed1c24]Personality[/color]: 
[color=ed1c24]Religion[/color]: 
[color=ed1c24]History[/color]: 
[color=ed1c24]Family[/color]: [/hider][/center]

[h1][center][color=fff200]Rules![/color][/center][/h1]
[center]1. I am the GM; all final decisions go through me.
2. No Godmodding.
3. No racism, sexism, sexual contact or general inappropriate contact (there will be gore & cursing but please keep it to a minimum).
4. No character deaths unless both parties agree & GM allows it.
5. Keep all material within the Star Wars Universe (characters aside, of course).
6. Be polite.
7. If you're not sure you should do something, ask, I won't bite your head off; ever.
8. Most importantly; have fun & be creative![/center]

[h1][center][color=00aeef]May the Force be with You![/color][/center][/h1]