Character's name: Joren Kel

Race: Human,

Faction: Independent

Character Alignment: Good

Character Background: Joren Kel is the son of a former 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 a bounty hunter named 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 n 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 Force, however, he did not practice honing his skills to become a devotee of an Order that no longer existed, he used his gifts to give him certain advantages over others, usually during a game of chance. Taking to the streets of the Smuggler's Moon, Joren did what he had to do to get by. He mostly made his money gambling, often using his Force abilities to read his opponents during a game of sabbac or to influence the roll of the chance cube. His extraordinary “luck” had given him a bit of a reputation, and he had made some enemies among the residents of Nar Shaddaa, including Amaral Kenso, the leader of the Kath Hounds, a local gang who had cemented their stranglehold on certain sections of Nar Shaddaa by coming to an arrangement to work with Dram Cruvee, the leader of the Imperial forces that had also made Nar Shaddaa their home.

Character Personality: 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, and as such, has kept his Jedi heritage a secret from his friends.

Character's Physical description (Describe or post a picture of what your character looks like):



Character Class (choose one) Force Sensitive

Items: SE 14 Blaster Pistol. He also keeps his father's lightsaber as a keepsake.

Starwind Class pleasure Yacht Twilight Dreams (ship that Kelsa inherited from her father)





Supporting Characters:

Dono Kil'ar- A disgraced Mandalorian and former bounty hunter that came to Nar Shaddaa to escape his past. While on the Smuggler's Moon, he met Joren Kel, with whom he would eventually strike up a close friendship with. Although he prefers to keep his anonymity, he is quick to fight and still adorns his Mandalorian armor if the need arises.





Nyna Shar- Joren's best friend from childhood. Growing up on the streets of Nar Shaddaa, Nyna was forced to survive by any means that she could. She became something of a master thief and pick pocket. She also became quite the mechanic, learning the trade under the tutelage Ottilo, a Weequay who had made his living repairing star ships on the Smuggler's Moon.



Kelsa Sila- Kelsa grew up living a life of luxury on Nar Shaddaa. Her father was a well known and respected businessman who's dealings may or may not have been entirely legal. As well as dealing in trade, he also was known to hire smugglers from time to time, and was suspected of having other dealings with the Hutts, as well as less savory criminal enterprises. She has a bit of a reputation as a spoiled party girl, and though it is not who she is at heart, she does little to change that perception.

Name: Isara Sergren

Alias: Singe (Other names apply, as well.)

Race: Sephi (Female)

Faction: Not an official part of any organization, but heavily Anti-Empire.

Alignment: Neutral

Class: Scoundrel (Slicer)

Appearance: But hah! I will be using words AND pics! Bwa ha haaa!

The Sephi are fairly common in the galaxy, as it is said that any human-like being with pointed ears may trace their heritage back to them. Singe in particular is a full-blooded one, though given to have non-standard amber-colored eyes. She is slim and agile in form, and rather flexible, looking a little pale with long unkempt silver-white hair and a lazy or disinterested stare. The thing that particularly stands out about her is all the tech she's wearing along with blast-resistant armor clothing meant to cushion the wearer from concussive force and insulate them from heat or electrical sources. Essentially, it's tech worker and scavenger gear refitted to her own tastes, with her various devices woven in or belt-mounted, and it covers the old blaster wound on her back nicely.

Personality: Time to crack open that noggin.

To know Singe is to know a number of complexes, namely the ones that have shaped her into the person she is now. Let's start with the Slicing. Her approach to alot of her work is borderline obsessive, with a deep-seated need to hurt Imperials and generally terrible people whenever the chance arises. Such is not actually to be considered outright sadism, but some of the things she's done with computer systems or droids and the results therein can be considered so. More on this later. Singe mainly keeps to herself, having spent quite alot of time in isolation, simultaneously wishing she wasn't in isolation and not wanting to set foot outside ever again because of what happened last time, so why would you even THINK of doing that?

Basically, she's had a rough time in the past that's left her in a state that is depressed and almost desiring contact with others, but past events have made her loathe and fear any situation she cannot trust, which is alot nowadays. She obsessively performs her operations in isolation and tinkers with devices in an effort to 'fix' everything, but everything is just wrong and she can't repair what's wrong with her. All this, she covers with a somewhat arrogant professionalism with a certain disdain for things you can't measure the reliability of, such as people. Honestly, she wants to break out, but the Empire trying to break her left her in sort of a jaded mess.

Items: Always the fun part.

Arm-Mounted Slicer Gear x2 - Many Slicer devices are highly-customized, and that is true here. Singe employs two carbon-reinforced holo-emitter computers attached to long fingerless gloves (Solid-state, hurts if she backhands you with one.) that work in tandem and back each other up to prevent data loss if one is, for instance, shot. They respond to holographic controls, touch pad actions, voice activation, and subtle gestures that the sensors pick up for easy use. Apart from talking to computers wirelessly or via probe with infiltration programs and the like, they are also geared for creating hides and decoys holographically, as well as sudden sensory overload (visual strobe of painfully-bright colors).

Tactical Eyepatch - A device worn over Singe's left eye which is linked wirelessly to all of her devices for Slicing and general display purposes (such as virtual displays), as well as seeing through any camera or sensor she's planted, like the one mounted on her blaster. It has also been fitted with a comlink to allow for hands-free communication.

Choker Emitter - Although her computers are the ones doing all the heavy work, Singe wears a choker with a holo-emitter capable of delivering all of the tactical holographic deception and sensory overload programs at a simple gesture, a touch, the sound of her voice, and so on. It'll work alongside the computers when instituting these actions, but can operate independently, as well.

'Eye-Guy' Spy Cameras - Fairly-simple, but rather effective, camera devices built from droid eyes and micro-transmitters. Singe makes them with the intent of being planted, but also tries to make them at least a BIT mobile, with legs or wheels or whatever's available. They're essentially disposable, but useful.

'Watcher' Heavy Blaster Pistol - A custom blaster built from a number of scavenged parts. It is a well-balanced heavy blaster with regular and stun setting, the normal scope sight having been replaced with a camera that allows Singe to see where it is pointed through her eyepatch, making for quick and easy aim.

'Therefore' and 'Ergo' Vibro-Blades - A pair of mismatched vibroblade weapons, probably taken from different owners, then taken apart and put back together several times. They are functionally concealable switchblades, one marked with an S and the other an E, which is...odd.

Background: Aaand storytime!

You never call her Isara. You call her Singe because Isara Sergren shouldn't exist on a rapsheet or personal file anymore. If you DO know her by her real name, then you're either very close to her or about to be dead, because you have leaked information that could harm her, and she's not about to let that happen again. You're probably wondering what the first time was like. Sadly, you'll have to ask her yourself, because this document contains a program designed to remove detailed references to the event and then overwrite it to continue the narrative flow unbroken. The following describes what IS known about Singe that she's willing to share.

She has had a fair few names, strictly Slicer handles and nicknames, nothing that can be effectively traced. The only one oft-repeated is Singe, the name of a reclusive Slicer rumored to have created a number of situations that caused the Galactic Empire alot of trouble. It is her work, and her life. She operates by way of misinformation, sabotage, subterfuge, and the hiring of smugglers and mercenaries to do the things she can't do in person. Here is - for example - what a typical Singe action is like...

Discover a shipment of munitions bound for an Imperial base via computer intel.
Change the order's destination on the file so it's sent to a go-between who is a smuggler.
Send the smuggler to a storage facility with a saboteur who rigs the crates with explosives while en route.
Wait for the Imperials to get wind of the shipment's location and attempt recovery.
Hire mercenaries to attempt seizure of the shipment so that the Imperials fight hard to retain the goods.
The Imperials take the shipment aboard whatever vessel they took to get here.
Due to the shipment having been stolen earlier and unknown mercenaries trying to take it, they quickly check the contents.
In their haste, scans for explosive devices are not used and the bombs go off, killing many and destroying the munitions.
Pay for all of this with a Sliced Imperial bank account.

After a typical day of hurting the Empire in this way and similar, showing what a lack of caution and too much trust will get you, Singe would generally laugh at their current misery, get drunk, zone out in virtual computation and Slicing, and then pass out, usually in that order. She usually lives in underplaces - away from all other beings - in nook-and-cranny abandoned or strictly utility areas that nobody goes to or can normally access, but she's willing to crawl through lots of ductwork to reach and then close off for her exclusive use. Her most-recent locale is a deep dark area underneath a fair amount of factory on Correllia, far away from the noise of machinery where only the hum of devices electronic can be heard.

She's been this way for a while, and the only thing that's made her want to shift from where she is...is that the Empire is breaking down and may need a personal touch to make sure it stays broken...just like her.

Supporting Characters: Allies and Others!

Meyran Tufts, AKA Goggles - One of Singe's contacts, a Tynnan mechanic living out of a YT-1930 transport, the Crimson Fang. The planet Tynna and it's oddly space otter-like society was never conquered by the Galactic Empire, thanks to a strong planetary forcefield, so its society and connections as a load of technically-advanced mechanics and saboteurs is fully-intact. Goggles has plenty of mechanical and piloting ability on his own, and is part of a strong mechanics union based on the Shipwrights' Trace, as well as possessing his own contacts.

Kiara Tosk - A female Zabrak mercenary often seen leading a pair of Kel-Dor warriors and a load of mercenary droids on an AEG-77 Vigo, sometimes seen with a heavy weapon-wielding Ranth navigator. She is a leader of various gun-toting nutjobs and breakers of laws who also switch things up at times by doing some legal work. They are strictly come for the ultra-violence and the payment. Not here for your baggage, though Kiara herself is talkative and probing just for the hell of it.

Indoumodo Zones - Nobody is quite sure why this archaeologist decided to name himself after an obscure jungle planet filled with bugs, but supposedly it's where he goes to train to keep in shape in between expeditions to strange ruins and personal missions to recover stolen artifacts from collectors and criminals alike. What he is...is a fairly-affluent eccentric with an electro-stun grapple-whip and a gun...and that he's maybe the only person Singe dares call a friend. (It is also rumored that he may have a Light Whip, though that might be in a museum.)

Obsidian-1, Ben Jenson, the man who made them a unit. He had a more normal appearance compared to Maran, but it seemed his favorite hobby was weightlifting, as his body was a little on the big side. But he had a gentle giant aura to him with his bright green eyes. A firm and by the books man, he has enough humor to know when to play, but everyone sees him as the stick that keeps them grounded.

Obsidian-2, Jarael Teldan: She is a thirty-five year old woman, with short black hair the same length as Maran, a striking woman with a lively glint in her eyes. She’d have to be to keep up with the rest of the squad. A fiery woman who joined the Imperial academy a little later than most, nonetheless, she remains the fiery executive officer of Obsidian Squad.

Obsidian-4: Blanche Krail: Often seen as cold and creepy by most people, with even paler skin than Liam, silver hair, and red eyes; giving others the opinion that he is a ghost.

Obsidian-6, Maran Ortonam: It would be accurate to call Maran beautiful, he had a weirdly feminine face, and lose blonde hair that went down just past his ears. His well-coiffed hair, slender nose and body had lent him an appealing androgynous body. But Liam was confident he knew Maran was a twenty-year-old man. A flippent and easygoing man, exactly what he seems.

Star Wars: Legacies Character Sheet

Character's name: Dev Arx

Race: Human

Faction: The New Republic

Character Alignment: Neutral

Character Background:

Captain Dev Arx has served the "New Republic" since it was still a rebellion. He was recruited by a fast-talking, hot-blooded twi'lek recruiter by the name of Rexalia shortly after the Battle of Yavin on Dev's home planet of Ord Mantell. To a younger Dev, when news of the destruction of the Death Star (something he didn't even know existed, like most of the galaxy) reached the underground holonet, the young man from Ord Mantell saw the opportunity to become something more than he was. He was a strong lad with a tough constitution, and had been working as a scavenger and shuttle operator for some time. Back then, he was just your average working man on Ord Mantell. He never knew what he was bound to become.

Turns out, Dev was a natural at "soldiering" and the like, to use his own words. He wasn't particularly cultured or proper, but that wasn't a problem when he was handed a blaster. He went through very basic training with flying colors, seeming to be a natural with anything handed his way. He served under a certain Bith Captain Fon Stim, a fellow native of Ord Mantell who took a liking to the young soldier. They were very temporarily stationed on Tureen VII during an Imperial Blockade, where Dev earned a battlefield promotion to Sergeant.

Dev served under Captain Stim for about a year and a half, managing to risk life and limb on countless occasions to get the job done. Captain Stim, a surprisingly knowledgeable soldier with a fairly dubious history prior to the war, taught Dev some of the basics when it came to piloting starfighters and more long-range troop transports. He wasn't particularly capable, but he got by. On top of that, he was taught how to use a variety of blasters and melee weapons. As with everything "soldiery" that Dev had been taught, he seemed like a natural. So it was only natural that he was recommended by Captain Stim to undergo more rigorous training to become a Commando.

After months of training, Dev underwent specialist training as an Urban Combat Specialist. Instead of serving in the field like he used to, he was working frequently with Alliance Intelligence and fellow UCS operatives to engage in guerilla warfare against the Empire. It was struggling being so far from the action, with incidents like Hoth and Endor seeming distant from the cold reality that he was living. It was during this time in the UCS that he met Hetigee (who more often goes by "Hit"), a Zabrak slicer who had just recently been recruited as an Urban Combat Specialist herself. The two, a few months after the Battle of Endor, were part of the initial strike team sent to Grizmallt along with Alliance Intelligence to begin the preparations for the widescale assault.

Dev and Hit were working alongside Rexalia, who had made the transition from Rebel Alliance Recruiter to underworld diplomat rather seamlessly. Rexalia helped convince local smugglers and nobility to side with the Alliance, and managed to pass on information to Alliance Intelligence on how to get troops and supplies into Grizmallt under the government's noses. Rexalia, following the Battle of Grizmallt, received commendations for her work in helping liberate the Core world. Dev and Hit simply got new assignments.

The Universe was a lot different once the Galactic Civil War had entered it's new phase. With Grizmallt liberated and the New Republic more formally declaring itself the new government of the galaxy, Dev and Hit were transitioned out of traditional Specforce work and were instead serving alongside Republic Intelligence full time. They were more backup muscle and insurance policy than traditional soldier. Hit loved the work, but Dev wanted nothing more than to go back into the field and do something that mattered. It was a surprise, then, when a certain Republic Intelligence operative reached out: Rexalia. She was putting together what he called DART: The Diplomatic Advanced Reconnaissance Team. The former Rebel recruiter was now working as a diplomat of sorts, with DART's focus being on trying to probe independent factions and criminal syndicates for information or partnerships. Rexalia's pitch was simple: DART was the team you sent in to get information before the New Republic sent in the real diplomats. Dev, yearning to go back into the field in some capacity, was promoted to the rank of Captain and given control over DART following Rexalia's recommendation. Granted, being somewhat in command of a multi-lingual Twi'lek and a grumpy Zabrak wasn't much of a promotion. But DART has promise... and who knows where they'll get sent next.

Character Personality:

Dev is, in Republic Command's eyes, the perfect soldier. His personal life, for the most part, has been non-existent (except for the rare fling). He's goal oriented, and typically views the mission as a higher priority than his own life. That being said, he was never really given a chance to be a leader. He's rather rough along the edges, tending to keep jokes to a minimum. He's gotten into feuds with commanding officers and his brothers-in-arms on multiple occasions over the importance of the mission, often trying to deter his comrades from stepping in to help those in need when it was outside of mission parameters. He is almost always thinking in terms of the big picture, focusing on the greater good of the New Republic than on the needs of the people around him.

Character's Physical Description:



Character Class: Soldier (NR Commando)

Items

• The Forward Thrust, a Lancer-Class Pursuit Craft serving as DART's mobile base of operations and transport.
• A280-CFE Blaster (Blaster Pistol version always on-hand)
• A310 Rifle (For intense close-quarters shootouts)
• E-5C Heavy Blaster Rifle (Typically stored on The Forward Thrust, and only busted out for particularly hairy situations)
• 2 Vibroblades, always attached to Dev's belt.
• A vibroknife tucked in his boot, for utility
• Impact Grenades, Used Sparingly
• Detpacks, Used Sparingly

Supporting Characters:

Rexalia Darrow: Intelligence Operative Rexalia Darrow is an enigma, to say the least. Her background check shows that she was in the service of a noble family on Coruscant as a live-in housekeeper, and that she was clearly well-educated. As soon as Rexalia heard of the Rebel Alliance, she used every trick and favor she had to leave her employers behind. She managed to earn a role in Alliance Intelligence as a recruiter, and was the one who managed to find Dev Arx among the scrap heaps of Ord Mantell. She had a silver tongue and a quick wit, and managed to earn her role as an operative later in the war. Following her small role in helping with the staging of the Battle of Grizmallt, as well as continued success in rooting out some Imperial Remnant cells, Rexalia has recently been able to weasel her way into a new position: as the Republic Intelligence liaison for the newly created Intelligence-Spec Force joint Diplomatic Advanced Reconnaissance Team... which she simply abbreviated to DART.

Hetigee Slate: A former small-time slicer, "Hit" is a female Zabrak with an attitude. She signed on to join the Rebel Alliance near the end of the Galactic Civil War because she felt it was the right thing to do, and ever since has always been focused on doing the right thing. She butts heads with Dev constantly, but respects him as a leader and more experienced soldier. Her specialty has always been in sabotage, and would only engage Imperial troops sparingly in the war.

Captain Fon Stim: The Bith New Republic Captain Fon Stim hasn't been heard from in the past three years. His background checks revealed that he had previously worked for the Black Sun crime syndicate, but his personality profile and interrogations suggested he'd be a good fit for the Rebel armed forces. He served admirably throughout the war, and was well-respected among his peers. He was a remarkable pilot and mechanic, but refused to serve in the navy or go through training to become a marine. Three years ago, his transport was attacked en route to Chandrila to live out a desk job working for Republic Command. There were no survivors, but his body was the only one unaccounted for. There has been no word of him since.

Race: Bothan

Faction: New Republic Defense Fleet

Character Alignment: Good

Character Background: Trask wasn't really anyone before he joined the Alliance to Restore the Republic, or the Rebel Alliance as it was more commonly known. He worked in logistics in a small shipping company out of his home planet of Bothawaiu towards the tail end of the Clone Wars. Like many command staff within the Rebel Alliance he didn't just live under the oppression of the Galactic Empire, he saw as the system he believed in crumbled and fell into something much darker. As a man renowned as a hero of the Clone Wars throughout the Galaxy.

Some still considered now Emperor Palpatine a hero, the liberties they were loosing deemed a 'necessary' evil in order to facilitate a peaceful transition, ensure that war couldn't strike again and eradicate any last Separatist Cells that existed in the Galaxy. Trask, like many others, didn't buy what the Imperial Propaganda machine was selling. When his firm was approached with a contract to move a Clone Wars Era Venator to the scrapyard world of Bracca they accepted. Only to be approached by Rebel Agents. They offered little in the way of money but still asked that the firm hand the ship over to them rather than scrapping it on Bracca. They agreed, but Trask had one condition. That he be allowed to go along with the ship to join the Rebellion.

The handoff didn't go exactly as planned, someone within the firm gave them up to the Empire, so when the tugs approached the rendezvous they were jumped by several Imperial Ships after the Rebel ships turned up. With only a skeleton crew aboard Trask gave the command to fire up the main reactor and bring power to the hyperdrive. While they managed to escape with no hopes of finding the Rebellion, no real crew, and no chance of entering any major system they laid low for several rotations while they quietly worked away on repairs. Keeping in focus on the holonet. Yag Ilsen, a Givin Trask had aboard the ship scoured the holonet for cyphers and codes that may lead them to the Rebellion. When they discovered that there was a refuelling base on Vrogas Vas they set course, and finally joined the Rebellion.

His crew were split and separated, however, recognising his skill from his civilian life and the fact that he managed to keep a barely functional Venator flying and secure with very little crew Trask was given the position of Captain and made the second in command of the ship, now christened the Relentless Endeavour. It took several years until the Endeavour was deemed to be 'fighting fit'. During which time the Battle of Yavin came and went. The Endeavours first official mission was the evacuation of Vrogas Vas. With Darth Vader himself on the planet dealing heavy casualties to the Rebel Alliance with no backup it was deemed an acceptable use for one of the few capital ships within the Alliance Navy. While it saw no combat at this time the mission was deemed a success.

Trask helped command the ship through several small skirmishes however its first real test was after the Battle of Hoth. As the Rebel Fleet scattered it was soon discovered that the Imperials had cracked Rebel Encryption protocols, the instant one Rebel Cell contacted another Cell the Imperial Fleet could pinpoint its location. Acting as the Flagship for the task force the Endeavour came under heavy fire when the Imperials discovered its location. Pulling the Tano Manoeuvre they managed to hold off the larger Imperial force long enough to plot their hyperspace route out of the fight.

Several other skirmishes and battles came and went throughout the years until the fateful battle of Endor. The Rebel Fleet was joined together for two assaults, a small assault as a diversionary tactic on Sullust while every other available ship went to Endor to fight the Second Death Star and the Emperor himself. It was a long gruelling battle, though eventually as the Death Star II was destroyed the Imperial Fleet fractured and the war by many was considered won.

With the victory, and growing navy promotions were rapid as the navy tried to grow to accommodate its new set of circumstances. Enlistment went up as worlds joined the Fledgning New Republic, while the New Republic officially maintained five fleets within these fleets were many different tasks forces. Trask became a Vice Admiral, commander of the 67th Defense Force also known as Task Force Rancor. Typically assigned to holding territory against rampaging Imperial Warlords or pirates he was most recently assigned to the Grizmallt campaign, holding it against probing Imperial incursions from the Core as well as rogue elements.

Character Personality: Trask is free-thinking enough to adapt to obstacles but is logistical in his initial approach. Warm and charismatic to those that he knows he has a reputation for caring deeply and respecting every individual member of his crew. A firm believer that anyone can achieve and advance through merit and hard work.

Character Class: Soldier?

Items:



Supporting Characters:

Commander Ron Duul - Commander of the Air Group
Captain Lena Raidne - Relentless Endeavours Executive Officer
Master Chief Thorn - Ships Engineer
Master Seargant Dobbs - Marine Seargant Relentless Endeavour
Colonel Tali Ruk - In charge of the ground component attached to the 62nd Defence Fleet.
Chief Petty Officer Doil Naalwex - Deck Chief aboard the Relentless Endeavour
TBA

Character's name:
Tsot Hskoss

Race:
Tradoshan

Faction:
Bounty Hunter Guild

Character Alignment:
Neutral

Character Class:
Force Sensitive (Adept)

Character Background:
Tsot was born on Trandosha under the reign of the Empire, a time where the Trandoshan people seemingly prospered under the fact that they could enslave wookies with impunity. Her birth was under auspicious signs of how violent her egg ruptured, damaging her sibling eggs and allowing her to kill them before they had the chance to emerge from their eggs. While the killing of other hatchlings is not a new concept in trandoshan society, in fact being rather common, but she had damaged them without touching them herself when she had emerged from the eggs. When the matter was brought up to the elders, she was inspected and told that she would become a great hunter to her family. As such, her path was laid to her within mere days of hatching.

Her family obsessed over her, making sure that her training was the best that they could afford and that she had the best equipment for when she was ready. However, they knew little of her powers and were unable to train her to use them, though they kept the matter in the family as they saw little importance to it if she was already said to be destined to be a great hunter. As such, the hunt was all Tsot was ever exposed to, it was all that she was told to do, and it was all that she had ever known. Tsot had only the knowledge to hunt, however, as she grew older, so did her knowledge of her powers to some degree. While she did not understand them, unknowing of the force, she did understand that her powers made her far more adept at capturing her prey and fighting.

Her first ever hunt was conducted when she was nearing adulthood, located on a reserve that her family had rented out in order to test her against capturing an assortment of prey. Of that prey; three wookies, a human, and a tusken raider, none survived their encounter with her as she meticulously pulled them apart with traps, her blaster, and skill of arms. Tsot’s encounter with the wookies was perhaps the most difficult of the prey, as the wookies fervently stood together and were highly observant of her traps. It was only when she had driven them to a corner was she able to shoot two of them down with her blaster before ending the last one with a trandoshan-made blade. With what she had learned of hunting the wookies, the human and the tusken raider were, perhaps, childsplay as the two were alone and unable to resist her.

When she had become an adult, it was clear that the Empire was on the decline, being fractured by the death of the emperor and the rise of the New Republic. As such, she had to officially register with the Bounty Hunter Guild under the law of the New Republic, a matter which did not sit well with trandoshan as she enjoyed the opportunities that she would have had if the galaxy were under still under the Empire, and it meant that she could not partake in the lucrative business of enslaving wookies. However, she had no power to do anything about it and instead bit her tongue and continued with her destiny to become a bounty hunter, though her focus shifted to attempting to grow her power as she went about this.

However, bounty hunting proved to be quite fun to Tsot, her training proving useful and her connections with her family giving her temporary allies to pull from Trandosha. One such ally was a cousin of hers, one Droc Voz, came under her charge to help her track down a rather elusive criminal. The bounty took them to the underbelly of Coruscant, where they came under heavy resistance from the gang harboring the criminal, though, they had fought tooth and nail to get the quarry, they managed to get to him in the end. Though the criminal commited suicide before they could properly apprehend him, which angered Tsot to such a degree that the Guild could not identify the body in any capacity other than DNA testing. It had angered her to lose on the Jagannath points and she felt wronged.

Droc attempted to make her feel better, showing how they had gotten many points from the deaths of the other gang members, but she merely wanted more points. Tsot continues to hold that resentment, but has learned from it, being careful to never leave her quarry to escape her in such a capacity again

Character Personality:
Tsot Kskoss as a trandoshan, upholds the many values that one of her kind has and relishes bringing glory to herself through the hunt of others. As such, she takes her job seriously, to the point in which it consumes every thought that she has, Jagannath points seizing her mind and the thrill of the hunt coming over her action. With this in mind, Tsot often does not often interact with others in a friendly manner, often acting brutish and regarding them as future prey, though this extends to everyone. It is difficult for her to work with others given her views, almost unable to find new allies unless it suited her needs and brought her further glory.

However, to fellow hunters and others of her kind, she does give respect to and will even compliment them on a hunt well done, even if she personally dislikes the person in question. Additionally, Tsot holds an unshakable faith in the Scorekeeper due to her believing that the powers that she holds were gifted to her by her god. Whether or not this would quantify her as a zealot, she doesn't care, so long as she holds her points and hunts well. Furthermore, Tsot carries with her the air of overconfidence and will oftentimes toy with her prey should they not entertain her in her hunt, or even remotely challenge her in any way. A ladent sadistic trait of knowing that her quarry is defenseless and unable to oppose her.

Character's Physical description:
Picture provided above.

Items:

• Modified XS stock Light Freighter the Usk - modified to allow for increased cargo space and an onboard carbonite usage for more unruly prey.
• DC-15LE Blaster Rifle
• Chalon Trandoshan Blade
• Flash-bang Grenade
• Model TT4 Holo-recording macrobinoculars

Supporting Characters:

Droc Voz - A cousin and fellow hunter who works with Tsot, perhaps one of the only people she truly confides in while away from Trandosha. He is a capable warrior, but his heart yearns more for acting as a mechanic rather than hunting, having a deep love for repairing droids and whatever else may come his way. Subsequently, Droc is responsible for the modifications of the Usk and is the only one that Tsot trusts when it comes to repairing the ship.

Vrssk Hskoss - Vrssk is Tsot’s father and primary trainer for all things bounty hunter, tempered over years of hunting and service to what had been the glorious golden age of hunting Wookiee. While he does not aid Tsot in her hunts physically, he offers her advice and equipment should she ever need it. Vrssk is also the original owner of the Usk but has since donated it to Tsot’s efforts. He currently resides on Trandosha in a form of retirement where he will occasionally hunt on a reserve.

Otoc'fiho - Otoc’fiho, otherwise known to Tsot as the Patron, is the person that Tsot tends to go to for jobs with the Bounty Hunter Guild. While the two do not have the best relationship, Tsot often tips Otoc into getting some of the more lucrative jobs that might be reserved for more experienced bounty hunters. However, Otoc does tend give better leads to Tsot in an effort to keep her, and her credits, around.

Race: Human

Faction: Grand Imperium

Character Alignment: Lawful Evil

Character Background: Born on Coruscant during the waning days of the Republic Koren was always exposed to the rife and the corruption that spread throughout the City Planet. He saw as Aliens abused their increased abilities to commit a crime, and the hate spread through the human population. So that when he eventually had the chance to do something to make a change he did, joining the police. He was a stickler for the law in a time when corruption was the main currency of the Undercity and even the upper-levels. A weapons deal gone bad resulted in Koren leaving the Police Service in exchange. An Intelligence Asset by the name of Gallius Rax took an interest in the young detective and his way of doing things. Through the Agent he came to know a young Senator from Naboo called Sheev Palpatine.

Through Palpatine, Koren gained his first job in Republic Intelligence a couple of years before the onset of the Clone Wars. As Palpatine became chancellor he began moving select people around into several high-end positions, known as Palpatines Confidants Koren counted himself amongst this number and became the head of all Coruscant Security Forces, in charge of every police bureau and detective agency. Like many of Palpatine's hand-picked he proved himself, working his way to eliminate corruption and maximize efficiency. Everything he did fueled the popularity of Palpatine and the movement that was rapidly gathering behind him. Koren remained close to the chancellor, while like many he was not aware of Palpatines true identity as Darth Sidious he was privy to some more sensitive conversations between the Chancellor and a certain Wilhulf Tarkin.

As the Clone Wars erupted and Palpatine grabbed more power for himself he remembered those who had aided him to get to the position he was now in, Koren gained his own 'emergency' powers. Able to issue warrants and follow through with arrests on the barest evidence, the conviction rate soared through the roof. As refugees flocked to the capital as the Clone Wars raged on throughout the Galaxy Koren convinced Palpatine to have Clones to bolster the numbers of police on the streets, slowly bringing about martial law. As the day came closer and closer to the Declaration of a New Order more and more meetings were held behind closed doors. Tarkin would become Grand Moff, second to only the Emperor, sectors would be given to trusted officers and individuals. While Palpatine would remain on Coruscant even after the Declaration Koren was given the title of Governor and control over the sector.

With the destruction of the first Death Star Palpatine gave Koren the knowledge of routes into the Deep Core, having him move resources and assets into the core bolstering its defenses and ensuring that the Core could last as a holdout should the worst happen, or as a possible source of reinforcements were the rebels to be as bold as to attack Coruscant itself. As Governors betrayed Palpatine for greed or were killed by the Rebel Alliance the Emperor moved the ones he trusted around, increasing their power. Re-writing laws on a whim, Korens power grew in the Core until he maintained a handful of systems. Though his focus was always on the capital itself, Palpatines anti-alien views causing a veritable powder keg to exist below the surface, with several attempts on his life happening almost on a daily basis.

When the news came that the Emperor had died above Endor along with Darth Vader riots broke out over Coruscant, people who were pro-Empire and people who were Anti-Empire. Koren couldn't stand to see his people be in such a state of disarray so as Mos Ammeda killed himself he stepped in and seized power. As more and more Imperials returned to Coruscant his power grew, announcing himself Lord of the Grand Imperium and fixing what he felt were some glaring issues in Palpatines Empire. Over time as more and more Imperial Warlords fell Koren consolidated his power, until the New Republic turned its eyes upon him.

Character Personality: Koren is logical, he believes in Order through any means. He isn't a Sith, he isn't a Force Wielder. Power may have corrupted him, and he is unwilling to give up that power but he truly believes that his way of doing things is better than the chaos that is the New Republic, and even that the Galactic Empire was a better solution. He has no intentions on Galactic Conquest, just to not lose his home to the anarchy that is spreading throughout the galaxy like cancer. Will he push back against the Rebels? Only time will tell, and it depends on how much strain they put on him and his people.

Character Class: Soldier/Leader

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Supporting Characters:

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Race: Human

Faction: Imperial Knights of the Grand Imperium

Character Alignment: Lawful Evil

Character Background: Dredar was born to a family of farmers on the quiet world of Dantooine, away from the constant wars and chaos of the greater galaxy. For the first five years of his life he lived on his homeworld until a wandering Jedi knight discovered his Force sensitivity. After that life changing moment he was taken offworld to the galactic capital of Coruscant. The busting city covered planet was a far cry from his docile homeworld, a radical change of scenery. It was a difficult transition for the young boy, being taken away from his family for hood. But Dredar was destined to become a fabled Jedi, the warrior peacekeepers of the galaxy. His father had told him tales of them as bed time stories, and now the boy was on the path to becoming one. He showcased ability and potential, passing his initiate trials with ease. After that he progressed to become a Jedi padawan and was taken as an apprentice by the Jedi knight, Vavi Mitrin.

The padawan years were a difficult one, Master Mitrin was a demanding but not unforgiving teacher. He was a skilled master who specialized in lightsaber combat but was also talented with using the Force. He'd expect only the best from Dredar and the padawan would frequently showcase his best. The martial areas of a Jedi came naturally to Dredar as he excelled in the more aggressive forms of lightsaber combat. Their missions together often involved defending civilians from raiders, slavers and pirates, the very worst of the galaxy. Through these encounters the young Jedi would frequently see the dark and twisted side of the galaxy, beyond the beautiful worlds of the Republic. He'd face his first brushes with the dark side of the Force. One of the most notable incidents involved him being seperated from Master Mitrin and surrounded by slavers. After being struck with a grazing blaster bolt he felt his adrenaline and pain amplify himself then followed it up by viciously lashing out at his opponents.

When his master found him Dredar was in the process of shoving his lightsaber blade through the gut of a surrendering slaver, adding to the group of broken and carved corpses that had amounted. All from the padawan tapping into the dark side. Mitrin reprimanded his apprentice strongly as he attempted to vanquish any future encounters with the dark side from the young Jedi's mind. His brief descent would serve as a constant reminder for Dredar, an event which would impact him greatly down the road. Both Jedi did their best to move on from the moment as the breakout of the Clone Wars drew nearer. The duo would find themselves plunged into battles which neither of them could find any prior comparison too. While fighting raiders and slavers were brutal, deadly missions they did not compare to war. Nothing even came close.

The scenes of battles against the Confederacy were unlike he'd anything else he'd ever been through. The constant death and destruction, the accumulated bodies of clone troopers, Jedi and civilians. His previous missions with his master had shown Dredar how unsettling the galaxy could get, and he liked to believe he handled it better than many Jedi did. He'd engage in several battles across worlds alongside Master Mitrin, repelling the droid forces in defense of the Republic. Unbeknownst to Dredar and every other Jedi, their order's time would draw to an end sooner than any of them had ever expected. Order 66 range out across the stars, and the once fiercely loyal clone troopers turned on their Jedi commanders.

The teenaged padawan and his master had been stationed on Allyuen where they were assisting with the cleanup following a long battle with separatist forces. Dredar was helping some of the civilians sheltering from the battle, when he sensed ten clone troopers approach him and Master Mitrin. As the Jedi looked to see why the soldiers had approached them he watched as they leveled their weapons at both him and his master then opened. Master Mitrin put himself in front of Dredar to protect his weaker padawan, as he tried his damnedest to fend off the sudden betrayal. A trio of clone troopers went down from deflections before Mitrin collapsed in a volley of blaster bolts. Dredar screamed in shock as he charged at the attackers, carving through them as quickly as he could. His emotions rocketing inside of him until he was the last one standing. He didn't even have a moment to try to collect his fallen master before more clones approached him as they fired off more shots in his direction. The Jedi darted into the wilderness of the world, as deep as he could run.

Once he felt he was far enough in that the clones wouldn't find him he fell to his knees and broke down, shattering emotionally from the sudden betrayal of their once trusted soldiers and the rapid death of his master. He blamed himself for it, for not being able to keep Master Mitrin alive. Still, he forced himself to push on, it was what his master would've wanted him to do. For nearly two weeks Dredar survived in the wilderness, using the survival techniques his master had instilled in him when his rations were gone. He re-emerged in the spaceport of the world at the height of nightime. He snuck aboard a merchant's vessel and stowed himself away without the faintest clue where it was headed. As it landed he crept out, to find himself on Nar Shaddaa, the notorious Hutt controlled world. Outside of Republic space and hopefully far enough from the treacherous clones.

On that dangerous planet Dredar took on a new identity, as he watched the Republic fall into becoming the merciless Galactic Empire. His kind were branded as traitors and hunted down throughout the galaxy. Nar Shaddaa in a way was a blessing for him to have found himself on, he could blend himself into the endless crowds as just another face. It was a brutal, unhappy life but it was better than death. He stowed away his lightsaber and forced himself to learn how to use a blaster pistol. He'd take a job in a slummier district of the world as a helping hand in a speeder repair shop. As he blossomed into adult hood and gradually lost touch with the ways of the Jedi. The unforgiving ways of Nar Shadaa had its effects on him. He'd spend almost ten years on the vicious world, eventually climbing to become a mechanic in a more prosperous shop.

For once in his life of exile he felt safety, until a dark cloaked figure wandered into his shop and ignited a red bladed lightsaber. Dredar pleaded with the man, an inquisitor working for the Empire to hunt down rogue Jedi. He swore he was no Jedi, but the man tore through these words. The Jedi did the only thing he could do, he ran back home to his humble apartment. He attempted to lose the dark sider in the crowds and as he made it home he truly believed he had succeeded. He gathered up what little items he could, including his lightsaber and made a beeline for the nearest port. As Dredar turned down an alley he felt eyes watching him from above, as the Inquisitorius landed in front of him with their blade drawn.

The runaway Jedi had nowhere left to flee, and reluctantly drew his own lightsaber. The last few times he'd ignited the weapon were in solitary training sessions to try to prepare himself for this exact moment. The two clashed, filling the alley with the sounds of fierce lightsaber combat. Dredar briefly held the advantage, the naturally talented and well trained rogue Jedi calling back the techniques he'd been taught. But he ultimately not matched for the inquisitor, their constant training and battles with Jedi. He watched as his Jedi lightsaber was severed in half at the hilt, the inquisitor complimenting his attempted resistance as he held the crimson blade to Dredar's throat. He stared up at his attackers, no fear in his eyes as he attempted to bring himself to peace, focusing on a reunion in the afterlife with his long departed master. Instead he felt the inquisitor's boot slam into his temple and knock him out cold, unconscious but alive. A result the Jedi at the time would not have taken over death.

Dredar would awake to find himself in a strange new place, far from Nar Shadaa. The inquisitor who had captured him began to torture him brutally, scarred his skin and twisted his mind to force him to reach for the dark side. The former Jedi had his share of brushes with the dark side and fell easier than others did. Then Dredar was brought before the infamous Darth Vader and made to train. The rush of combat came back to the fallen Jedi, and he showed promise in becoming a future inquisitor. Despite this, as customary with other new inquisitors he'd watch as Vader severed his left lower arm clean off. As Dredar screamed in shock the Sith lord told him it was to teach him what happens when he lost, there would be no mercy for such failures in the Empire. He would continue to suffer sessions of torture, and be fed Imperial propaganda until he had fully cracked, pledging himself to the Empire. As he knelt before Darth Vader his former name was wiped away, and he was proclaimed as the Eleventh Brother.

The Eleventh Brother crafted himself a crimson red bladed lightsaber of the inquisitor, and donned the armor as he was set upon the greater galaxy to hunt down Jedi and force sensitive children. One of his most notable encounters included hunting down Iwil Rinam, a former friend of his when they were both Jedi. He'd successfully converted the twi'lek to the dark side. His years as an inquisitor were well served, earning him praise within the Empire. He'd been alone so long on Nar Shaddaa that even acceptance in the brutal Empire was pleasing. It was part of the reason he'd become so fanatically devoted to the Empire and their ideals. During these years the Eleventh Brother developed a friendship with Koren Ozell, the future Lord of the Grand Imperium. He'd frequently partake in missions within the Governor's territory and respected the intelligent man.

Still, he was helpless to watch as the Empire fell. The man who had trained him, Darth Vader perished alongside with the great Emperor Palpatine. The Empire broke apart, as the Eleventh Brother aligned himself completely with Ozell's remnant. The inquisitors had lost their use in the shattered Empire, yet he had plenty of opportunity in Ozell's resurgent Empire. Dredar would play a key part in consolidating the man's power, undertaking key missions to build the Grand Imperium. Along the way he established his own order of Force users, the Imperial Knights. They were pledged to no creed or side of the Force, instead to the Empire and its eternal power. They were a better, more refined answer to the New Republic's new Jedi Order. He's tasked himself with building this order, recruiting Force sensitives within the Empire of any age and species. While thoughts of greater power stir within his thoughts.

Character Personality: Dredar is a complicated man who has seen both the light and dark side of the Force, giving him a unique outlook on the ways of the Force and life itself. For nearly the entirety of his adult life he has been a part of the Galactic Empire and has developed a strong loyalty to its ideals, even in its collapse then restructure as the Grand Imperium. Dredar has a reputation as someone who does not lie, his honesty is the blunt variety. He is a lawful figure, who is quick to take firm and certain action against those that wronged him or the Empire. He is typically against cold blooded murder, but has had moments of rage where hes lashed out and struck down people. In general these types of brash, unexpected moments are far and in between as Dredar tends to keep a very composed figure. He's logic minded, pragmatic person who is willing to give his life to uphold his ideals.

One of the ideals he focused on with the creation of his Imperial Knights is the abdication of loyalty to either side of the Force, Dredar is much the same. While he tends to lean dark, drawing power from his emotions and pain he is not needlessly sadistic or cruel. He does have a desire for power, to grow stronger to the point where he is unopposed. Inwardly his thoughts have been building against being ordered around, though the birth of the Imperial Knights has helped with that. These more radical thoughts have been dismissed as doomed at the moment.

Character's Physical description: Dredar is an imposing figure, with a stature standing at three inches over six feet in height and an athletic frame. Smiles rarely etch their way onto his facial features, and his hazel colored eyes are often cast in glares. His light brown hair is at near shoulder length while his face is constantly shaven clean of any facial hair. He walks with a purposeful, fearless stride. His left arm below the elbow is entirely robotic and he does not speak of how he lost the half limb.

Character Class: Force Sensitive head of the Imperial Knights

Items: Dredar carries a single white bladed lightsaber, a commlink device, a credit chip, several thermal detonators, rations and a wrist mounted grappling hook within his armor. His armor, the attire of the Imperial Knights is akin to a stormtrooper's armor albeit with alterations. It is more lightweight in its creation while still providing a good deal of protection from blaster bolts and physical blows. Crimson red armor plates adorn the entire armor, while the powerful insignia of the Grand Imperium is branded on both shoulders. A long black cape hangs from the back of his shoulders.

Dredar is also a capable pilot, his main spacecraft being an advanced model of the classic TIE Fighter. It comes equipped with four laser cannons, two missile launchers, hardened armor plating and its speed is more akin to the TIE Interceptor model. Another special feature is a hyperdrive which allows Dredar to travel the stars with maximum efficiency. He has given it the name, the Vigilance.

Supporting Characters:
Iwil Rinam - A longtime friend stretching back to the day they both were padawans, Dredar was the one who corrupted Iwil to the dark side as an inquisitor. It is only naturally the hardy twi'lek serves as one of his most trusted Imperial Knights. There does exist a sort of tension between the two Force users but neither men chooses to address it.

Character's name: Corrin Marks

Race: Human(Coruscanti)

Faction: Imperial Remnants(Technically)

Character Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Character Background: Corrin had the average youth of a son from a well off family in the capitol. He went to an academy while young, and then joined the Imperial Navy as soon as he could enlist. By getting good marks in training he was recommended for officer training school by his instructors. In officer training school he made a decent enough impression on his instructors, although never being at the top of the class. As he stood in the parade grounds on his final day being given the title of an officer in the Imperial Navy he could only feel one thing, emptiness. Throughout his life, he had never felt any loyalty to the Emporer or his Empire. Corrin didn't join to protect the people, the ones he loves, or any of that other noble rubbish. He had enlisted because that was what was expected of him, nothing more and nothing less. This empty feeling stuck with him as he was made a junior officer on the ISD2 JUNO. He would go about his day looking less life-like than many of the droids that were aboard the same ship as him.

This feeling would stick with him until his first real stint of combat. The first thing he felt was fear when the ship began to shake violently, but then he felt something strange when the alarm sirens began to blare. It took him a moment to recognize the feeling because it had been so long since he had last felt it. What he was experiencing was the anticipation of the unknown. The realization he could die sparked a hunger in him that little could sate. While the battle itself was short-lived, he began to eagerly await their next engagement. After a few long years, he got what he truly wanted. The JUNO was to join a task force with the mission to rid the planet of Mygeeto of its rebel foothold.

The battle for the planet had nearly lasted a year before the Imperial forces managed to route the rebels from the planet and killed all that remained. After completing their mission they sent a request for new orders to High Command while they let their troops take some downtime. For days they waited for any answer of some kind before receiving a terrible message. The Emperor was dead and the Galactic Empire had died with him. This sent the fleet into anarchy as the different officers jockeyed for control while the enlisted became mere pawns in their games. In the chaos, Corrin saw an opportunity for him to take control of his own fate.

The young officer had a pilot fly him down to the surface of the planet where he had managed to get a meeting with some people who could decide his fate. Corrin had recognized the history of the planet they still hovered over and knew how he could use it for his advantage. Under the guise of representing the fleet in a supplies negotiation, Corinn had succeeded in getting a meeting with the leading representatives, many of which used to be executives of the now-defunct banking guild. He pitched them the idea of hope long dead to many in that room, the hope of the Confederacy of Independent Systems. He convinced them that with their backing he could revive their dead dream with the fleet of Imperial Ships that were currently the symbol of their oppression. Despising the republic and dreading the Imperial remnants the clan agreed to invest the last of their hidden funds into Corrin as a last desperate measure. With these funds, the young officer bribed regiments of stormtroopers on all three ships to support him in a coup-de-ta and set him up as their new leader. It was deep into the night when the men snuck into the officers' quarters and executed a large portion of the command chain. With the rest of the contenders, either dead or docile Corrin was able to secure the entire fleet without much of a hitch and declare himself Admiral Corrin Marks.

In the years since the coup Corrin has drastically loosened the restrictions on his soldiers to a point where it may look like chaos to some. Without the strength of the Empire behind his orders, he has had to breed a new culture among his men that turned the harsh and unforgiving atmosphere of the imperial navy into a brotherhood. Many of the ships in his fleet along with the stormtrooper's armor themselves have been heavily decorated. Paint color and insignia differentiate most of the soldiers much like in the days of the old republic but to an even more expansive degree. The three Star Destroyers themselves have even been heavily painted on by the crew of the ship inside and out. During this time Corrin has been plotting with the leaders of Mygeeto to soon announce themselves as a revival of the CIS to the galaxy and request planets to join them. If they can't get enough people to join them on merit alone the CIS just might have to find a way to prove it's strength among the more established galactic powers through military might.

Character Personality: Corrin Marks is smart and calculating, but lets his emotions run rampant no matter what his logical brain is telling him. Whether that emotion is rage, joy, or sadness he sees it as a sign he is doing something right and will push onwards. He truly feels alive in a close battle or a tense negotiation, especially with his life on the line. When not looking for thrills he is exceptional at reading people and creates his strategies off of his opponent's habits and weaknesses, adapting on the fly when necessary. A weakness of his is severe tunnel vision if he becomes excited.

Character's Physical Description: The Admiral appears to either just days from turning 30 or only a month or two past that threshold. He has curly hair that has been shaved on the sides and swept back on top so as to not get in his hazel eyes. Corrin has a slight height advantage on most other humans coming in just short of six feet. He keeps his face clean-shaven when he can, and stays in decent shape from occasionally working out with the stormtroopers that are stationed in his flagship. He dresses in a modified imperial officer uniform that is all black with gold rank insignia. He wears no cap with this uniform as he often finds them uncomfortable and useless.

Character Class: Soldier(Admiral)

Items: Vibro-Knife hidden in his right boot, Standard issue blaster at right hip



Supporting Characters: N/A

Star Wars: Legacies Character Sheet

Character's name: Kaylee Starsmore

Race: Human,

Faction: New Republic/New Jedi Order

Character Alignment: Good

Character Background: Kaylee Cassian was born on Corellia to an affluent family. Her father had served in the Imperial Senate and later, after the fall of the Empire, the newly established New Republic Senate, and was well known thought the galaxy. Kaylee had spent most of her childhood traveling between Coronet and Kor Vella, where her family had owned a vacation home. At a young age, Kaylee displayed some traits of Force Sensitivity, and it troubled her parents as they felt that the revelation that their daughter was a potential Jedi would hurt her father's standing in the Senate due to some anti Jedi sentiment that still existed due to years of Imperial propaganda. Kaylee was sent away from her family, to live at the vacation home away from the prying eyes of the galaxy. Once her father realized that he would not be able to keep his daughter's force sensitivity a secret, he used his connections within the Senate to have his daughter quietly brought to the Yavin IV where she would undergo training formal training under an assumed surname, Starsmore. Her father's rejection deeply hurt her, and she silently disavowed any relation to him or her family, and fully embraced her new identity. Once at the Praxeum, Kaylee was introduced to fellow Corellian Jedi Horn Datch, who was the only other person at the Praxeum to know of her former identity, and would mentor her in the ways of the Force.

Character Personality:Despite her familial issues, Kaylee is proud of her Corellian heritage and also takes her duty as a Jedi very seriously. She is devoted to the Jedi way, however, she has been known to show her "inner Corellian" and has been seen as being to be a bit cocky and headstrong. This has gotten her into trouble on occasion. She is close with her mentor Horn Datch, truly looking up to the man as a role model, and aspires to make him proud of her. Kaylee is also fiercely loyal, and will defend her friends no matter what. However, when it comes down to it, Kaylee is a young woman who despite her duties as a Jedi, craves companionship and approval. She also craves excitement and adventure, even though she knows that she should not, and at times she is unable to control these feelings and has a tendency to be impulsive because of it.

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Character Class (choose one) Force Sensitive

Items: Yellow Bladed lightsaber, data pad, survival kit, refitted Eta-2 Actis class light interceptor with class 2 hyperdrive



Supporting Characters:

Horn Datch- Human male, Fellow student at the Jedi Praxeum, and Kaylee's mentor. He is a close friend, and the only person at the Praxeum who knows her true identity.



Rush Diel- Human Male, Student at the Jedi Praxeum. He and Kaylee arrived on the same day and became close friends and have developed a strong platonic bond that both consider to be unbreakable.

Character's name: Binyo

Race: Kyuzo

Faction: Independent

Character Alignment: Neutral Good

Character Background: Binyo was born to a father who served as a clovoc and upheld order on their homeworld, Phatrong. From an early age, Binyo learned to adhere to honor when he could. He listened to the stories his father told him about hunting criminals and how his grandfather and great-grandfather both also served as clovocs on their homeworld. It seemed Binyo would follow the same path until the Jedi came to Phatrong tracking a criminal. While on the planet, they sought the help of the clovocs, and Binyo’s father worked closely with a Jedi who recognized Binyo had a connection with the Force. His father was proud to let his son go be trained as a Jedi. At the age of six, he left his parents and went to Coruscant.

Binyo was delivered to the Temple safely, and his training began. Having some minimal training from his father, Binyo was ahead of the other Younglings in their combat drills. It took him a bit longer to latch onto the teachings of the Force but he took them seriously once he wrapped his head around them. Eventually he graduated into the rank of Padawan and trained under a Lasat Jedi Master named Kuvin Dorenon. Kuvin, being of the Lasat people, also had a strict honor system that he learned to pair with his Jedi teachings and helped Binyo to find the balance between his people and the Jedi as he had. To do this, Kuvin took Binyo to the Lasat homeworld to show him where he had come from and then they traveled to Binyo’s homeworld. As a Padawan, Binyo latched onto Kuvin’s teachings quickly and was held in high regard with his master.

Binyo became a Knight at an early age compared to some Padawans. He passed his trials with satisfaction when he was sixteen and was shortly afterwards knighted. Less than a year after he achieved the rank, the Clone Wars broke out. He was placed with his old Master and was put in command of an army of clones at such a young age. He proved himself a capable commander on the battlefield though throughout the war and was given the command of Clone Commandos and began operating as a special strike team commander. Unimaginably, his team became known as Clovoc Squad. During one mission with his clones, Binyo was severely injured by explosives and lost his right leg. His squad managed to complete the mission and keep him alive. The leg was replaced with a mechanical one, and he continued to serve the Republic and the Jedi, but he saw his loyalty connected more with the soldiers he commanded.

Shortly before the war ended, Binyo left the Order and the Republic Army. Through the continued fighting, he came to see nothing but the pain it put the people of the Galaxy through. He tried to reconcile this by telling himself he was fighting to free planets from under Separtist control because the Republic would treat them better and be better for them, that the Jedi were there to help people through this struggle. None of this helped, and he couldn’t take it any longer. When he left, the Captain of his Commandos, Scrapper, gifted him with one of their DC-17 blasters. It had the symbol of the squad painted on it like the rest of their armaments and armor did, a kyuzo war helmet with a slitted pupil in the center of it.

After leaving the Order and the war behind, Binyo went back to his homeworld and began working as a clovoc alongside his father. Shortly after this the war ended, and Order 66 was given. Republic troops quickly descended on Phatrong in search of Binyo. The clone troopers were something entirely different as they raided his home in search of him, claiming he was a traitor and demanding the cooperation of the clovoc. Those who refused to answer were executed then and there. When they did find him, they shot his father as a traitor for harboring a Jedi. Something in Binyo snapped in that instance, and he tapped into something darker than he had before and killed the clones. He wrenched them through the air, broke their bones, crushed the air from them, but he lived and escaped from Phatrong.

For a time after that he laid low, hopping from planet to planet, taking bounty work as it came. He managed to create a decent reputation for himself in the Outer Rim under a false name. He became something of a constable. Through connections in the underworld he managed to dig up more information on what happened at the end of the Clone Wars, information that was not Imperial propaganda claiming the Jedi were traitors. That was how he started hearing about the Inquisitorius and knew he would eventually be discovered no matter how well he hid. He didn’t have a lightsaber, but he practiced and honed his abilities with the Force even after leaving the Order and rigged his base of operations with layers of defenses.

So when the Inquisitor came, Binyo was prepared for them. The fight was difficult and cost him his base and a hand, but he managed to kill his stalker and obtain their lightsaber. It was damaged: one side of the ring guard was completely broken, the other side only had half the ring left to form a crude and rough hand guard, and one of the emitters no longer worked. He had a functional single bladed lightsaber, however. After the destruction of his base and the defeat of the Inquisitor, Binyo went into deeper hiding for a while in the Outer Rim. In his hiding, he meditated on the kyber crystal within the Inquisitor’s lightsaber. It lashed out, showing him its former master was at one time a Jedi Knight and had turned on the Order after being corrupted by the Empire and began hunting down any survivors of Order 66. He was no stranger to tapping into the Dark Side at this point in his life, but the crystal radiated dark energy and attempted to attach itself to him and corrupt him. He managed to resist and began somewhat purifying the crystal. Over time it became a dull orange rather than a vibrant red color.

After the defeat of the Empire and even upon hearing rumors of Luke Skywalker and his new Jedi, Binyo shas stuck to being an independent law man, though now he can be somewhat more liberal in using the Force.

Character Personality: Between his people's culture and his previous Jedi training, Binyo has a strong sense of honor and duty to those he actually comes to trust. He is slow to trust since he left the Jedi Order prior to the end of the Clone Wars and became even more so after Order 66. His honor will lead him to help those in need, but he knows it's unrealistic to be a hero and knows when to look out for himself first when the need arises. After leaving the Order he has become skeptical of Skywalker's New Order and has so far avoided any contact with it.

Character's Physical description: Under his protective vizor and war helmet, Binyo has deep yellow eyes with slitted pupils and blue green scaled skin. He stands around six and a half feet tall with the lanky, muscular build of his species. He is usually seen with his visor, helmet, and filter mask connected as one piece, though they do disconnect if he wishes to take his helmet off but keep his visor and mask on. His filter mask doubles as a translator, as he prefers to speak in his native language. He carries his blast in a hip holster, and the sniper components on his back for easy access should he need to switch to long range. The damaged Inquisitor lightsaber is kept on the small of his back and hidden under his poncho.

Character Class: Force Sensitive

Items:

Name: Tarak

Alias: Darth Tarak

Race: Zabrak (Male)

Faction: Sith, but only one in particular.

Alignment: Evil

Class: Force Sensitive (Sith)

Appearance: Heh heh heh heh heh heh...

Tarak is big, like Savage Opress big, and built for combat. He is not Dathomirian, however, but something different. Long ago, Zabrak were originally designed by the Rakata when they had lost their attunement to the Force. A genetically-engineered species, you can imagine that several different stages of development occurred to produce the battle-hardy people. Sometimes, a quirk of genetics brings forth a version with greater potential for violence than any normal member of their kind. This is looked down upon by other Zabrak as a 'Retrograde'. They are a proud people, never turning from a challenge, but Tarak is more naturally gifted in brutality, and he is marked thus, as all retrogrades are born with somewhat thicker horns, the pair located in the forehead region actually meant for headbutting and caving in skulls.

He is deeply-tanned in complexion, with a dirty-golden color in his eyes surrounding orange pupils and black-slit irises. Because his own kind are disgusted by this throwback heritage, and because he is a Sith, you would find him in a loose-fitting black mantle with a hood, more like a coat that is weather resistant, keeps the sun out of his eyes, and prevents immediate recognition. Underneath it, he is wearing modern body armor clothing, a mixture of the rough and the smooth textures, also cast darkly while broken by gray or silver where there is an outlining or something. His belt is Krayt Tail. His boots are industrial gear, insulated against hazards. Everything about him screams of unbreakable force. Whether that is true or not, aye, that's the kicker.

Personality: Let us begin...

Mr. Tarak is unique. I use that word specifically. He is a marvelous piece of work, mentally and physically at his peak. You've seen his body, and now you shall see his mind. He is as potentially savage as indicated, but I have both fortified AND enhanced these qualities. To leave him as an easily-aggravated creature would be a waste. That particular quality will come later. No, I trained him well, and so his savage fury, his monstrous brutality, his penchant for annihilation - all of this is a well-constructed sword. He has learned to suppress with contempt when those who are below him are not worth the fullness of his rage, and to burst at will against that which is far more deserving.

Normally, a Retrograde could not do thus, of course, but the benefit of proper genetic manipulation, technology which has been accessable for years, is that you can isolate some of the tendancies while allowing others to flourish. And so, Tarak is a Retrograde whose mind is an aquaduct of rage which flows marvelously, waiting for the floodgates to open and deluge all who stand before him. He functions as any sentient being...but he is also a Sith, and thus embraces the darkness to take what he desires, to fight and kill and relish in the act of combat. He does not back down from a challenge easily, yet knows when to cut his losses. He is anger incarnate, like an exploding sun, but only when he decides to loosen his grip. That is my gift to the galaxy, a perfect killing machine made of flesh and blood and Force.

The above statement is true, though it contains a fair amount of ego. What it doesn't say is that Tarak has more than killing on his mind. You see, he was not born an oppressed and hated individual on Iridonia. He was born in a lab, and is quite aware of the facts surrounding his life, but has not actually experienced it all, due to being trained in isolation until ready by a Sith Lord. Said Master used the most insidious weapon he could think of to retain Tarak's loyalty, which was The Truth. Therefore, he knows that he will not be accepted by Zabrak society, and perhaps not others, as well. Because his Master has worked to his benefit, Tarak has no reason to turn on him, not even for making him this way, because he also understands that it was purposed, and that it makes him strong. The only issue is that he somehow wants something more than what is provided...and he doesn't even know what.

Items: Good stuff in here.

Double Interlocking Light Saber - That is to say, a pair of individual light sabers that may interlock at the hilts to form a double-bladed saber. They are Krayt-scale over black metal with two ignition switches. The blades are lava crystal, creating intense heat and actually dripping with heated substance.

The Cleaving Tusk - An unmarked, unregistered, and largely unheard of fighter-bomber, a prototype for a kind of Sith-style vessel. It has a relatively-slim bodywork, with cockpit in front and a gradual tappering towards the back, with four wing-like protrusions that are similar in style to an X-Wing in attack mode, but they are shorter and seem more like tempered blades with end-mounted guns. Engines are towards the back, though the VERY back of the ship houses an energy bomber, not unlike a Tie-Bomber's own device. Basic shielding, decent scanners, hyperdrive enabled, etc. This fighter is designed as a nimble marauding vessel, built for strafing and bombing, but also quick maneuvers, especially when tucking its wings in towards the back (also then pointing the guns in that direction) and slipping into small places with its relatively-narrow profile. It is ideal for a force-user, it's dangerous in a Sith's hands.

Background: Now, let me tell you a story...

You're probably thinking 'A Zabrak. How original.', but I scoff at you for such thoughts. The Zabrak species was designed by the Rakata to a purpose. They were to be their battle-chargers, their warriors, their gauntlets thrown when the Force abandoned their own bodies. Potentially, they would have even become their new bodies, given time, but the Rakata died out and the Zabrak did not. The only thing left was for someone to realize their potential and use them. Truly, Sith of the old age did, and the Sisters of Dathomir OBVIOUSLY understood. It certainly seemed a prosperous move for Sidious, at one time. Ah, Sidious, you shriveled old fool... Where was I? Ah yes... Tarak.

He was neither born on Iridonia nor Dathomir, but in a tank eiither built from the designs of or stolen from the planet Kamino. There, a man waited patiently to train him. He was not accelerated in development. Short-term solutions lead to long-term failures. He was, instead, raised and educated from the beginning by both driods and that one man, he who would become his Master, and the Master of all who lived and breathed. We're going to run this galaxy, you and I. It will be such fun... Because of this, Tarak was able to develop as a normal member of his species, but isolated from his kind due to the fact that he was made exploiting the genetic throwback condition known as Retrograde Syndrome. He had been shown videos of others like him and how his kind reacted to him, and then told that though he was superior to them in every way, they would never accept his existence. His Master used this as the beginning tool to fuel his anger, and went on to state that he made him this way on purpose. Never give up a potential advantage, no matter how cruel it may be. Revel in your strength, your power. When none dare to challenge you, when the FEAR grips their hearts and minds forever, you are truly free.

Time went on, and you might think that his Master needed to oppress his student in order to retain his position, but no. As a great manipulator, that man decided that with the truth, Tarak would only anger and never feel betrayed, and if he were placated - with he playing the constant benefactor who knows all and understands his frustrations - he would himself never betray. And this worked. As teacher, his Master was harsh, but all that and more would be expected of him. He was only preparing himself for the worlds beyond. In time, Tarak grew in strength and fighting prowess, using the force by the greatest of battle instinct and being one with the tide that was his rage. He was ready, and that was when his Master told him of the Plan...

We are at a crossroads in the galaxy, Mr. Tarak. They out there have known fear and turmoil, misery and rage, chaos and strife... I have been preparing for this moment, and now it is here. What we shall do is this... All that is has been turned on its head by the Force. Once, there was balance, and then those fools with the Rule of Two made our side weaker, and so the Jedi overwhelmed the galaxy. But then, as luck would have it, their complacency caused their downfall, and we shall rise again. I have been in study, and in experimentation, waiting...watching... We will now bring this galaxy to its knees, remove the last errant traces of those with the Force, and then...push back with everything, so they are left reeling forever.

'When none dare to challenge you, you are truly free.' Those were his Master's words. He said that he would make this struggle for balance in the Force irrelevent, and he was the key. Sadly, it was not explained how, but his Master did say that it was possible with the right amount of study and research. Tarak was not his only experiment, just his most successful. Always, there was this feeling that something tremendous was in the works. He was given such indication, plenty of times, and assured that their power would be endless and overwhelming, and that the keys to this power had been developed over the course of many years and many battles, all of which the Master had witnessed with his own eyes. Tarak never quite got that part, as his Master seemed quite young. Nevertheless, he would do these things for his cause and see where they went. He had not done him a misdeed, but rather made him alive and real by his own hands. And while the feeling that he may be missing something that the man could not provide, there was no reason not to work to his benefit, to their benefit, for power and glory.

Supporting Characters: And now...

Darth Diabolus - Greetings. At last, we meet. I am the Master and the creator of Mr. Tarak, and it is I who have interjected within this file. After all, am I not a part of my greatest pupil, my dreaded apprentice? I ahould think so. I have a plan for this galaxy, for the future of all life on these worlds and out in space. As much as Jedi and Sith, warlords and revolutionaries, paupers and peacemakers have moved, I have been the shadow behind, the darkness beneath, the void beyond.... Long have I lived, though I share the face of human. In my time, I have always stirred things up, changed events towards the most violent outcomes. Now, as things are truly shaken up with the death of worlds and a fractured Empire, I will push things closer to the precipace, and the balance of all things will fall forever into darkness and chaos.

Character's name: Alena Abzhul

Race: Human

Faction: Formally the empire, currently acts as a bounty hunter.

Character Alignment: Neutral

Character Background: Alena, like many living under the galactic empire, was born poor and impoverished. And like many of the poor, she joined the Empire armed forces as soon as she could. Graduating from the Imperial academy with flying colors, soon being offered to join the elite branch of the imperial army, the Death Troopers. Wanting the prestige and financial success that came with the position, she accepted. She considers this the point where her life fell apart.

The training period to become a Death Trooper was a solid year of grueling physical training, outdoor survival, and constant imperial propaganda and borderline torture, designed to mold every single cadet into a heartless murderer for the Empire. Once her boots hit the ground, Alena's heart had been condensed into an unfeeling lump of coal, her spirit tempered to become unflinching in the field of war. Given the pauldrons of a commander, her first assignment was to crush the Mandalorians in several systems, as the Empire has reports that they would soon join the rebellion, and the Empire just couldn't have that.

If the Death Trooper training had turned her into a fearless warrior, her station during the Great Purge had turned her into a husk of a human being, her feelings and morals ground to dust. She'll never forgive herself for what she's done and she doesn't expect anyone else to, either. Commander Alena had several years of service when the Emperor suddenly died, his domain fracturing into several warlord states. Knowing that the slices of the Empire would be much more busy with other matters, she fled from her post, leaving it all behind.

But even then, her past still exists and she must do her best to destroy it. Moff Drak still lives and has managed to keep hold of Mandalorian space as a warlord. Alena must kill him, but is not quite sure how. For now she plans, and instead keeps it as a distant goal while she moves to other matters.

Alena now lives in a sparsely populated farming planet, as a farmer on a large plot of land. She maintains this farm with several individuals she's either rescued, orphaned, or those that simply wish to work for her. But, she is not a full time humble farmer. She takes bounty hits every know and again for extra income and to help keep her skills sharp. She hopes one day she'll have enough credits to retire and live in relative peace with the people around her...

Character Personality: Like many trained as death troopers, Alena's morals, values and emotions have been ripped out, destroyed and replaced with imperial propaganda, killer instincts and the will to follow orders. However, after five years without living in the empire, such things have begun to fade and pecks of Alena have begun to return. However, with the grip of the empire easing on her mind, many other horrors have taken its place, namely severe PTSD.

It was for the Empire, I was following orders, They would have done the same to me. Many phrases she repeats in her head as a way to cope with the horrors she has committed, though they rarely work. The memories and the voices mainly return with an idol mind, as such she strives to keep constantly busy or focus on the task at hand. She despises idle conversation as a result and mainly only speaks her mind or with a friend or loved one. Speaking of, she has very few of either. Alena is slow to trust and even slower to love as a result of her years of Imperial work and as a result she can seem... blunt and unempathetic at times, though she tries ever so much to improve.

With her horrid background, she tends to be... secretive as a result. Which can be expected. Imperial records officially list Commander Abzhul as dead and she will use anything in her power to ensure that stays the same. She says very little about herself while on the job, and well... she doesn't speak much at all, actually. She's the kind of woman that prefers actions to words and is very quick to do the former.

Character's Physical description: Alena is a tall woman that is heavily toned from years of combat. Her skin is a light brown, her hair an ebony black that contrasts her emerald green eyes. Her feminine curves are usually covered by modest clothing, unless she's wearing her suit. Her suit appears to be the base form of a death trooper suit, but heavily modified from parts from mandalorian suits of armor. It has an armorweave cape coming from her left pauldron. The color scheme of her armor is Black and Dark Purple.

Character Class: Bounty Hunter

Items:
-Umbral's Armor: Death Trooper armor is equipped with advanced targeting systems, allowing for great situational awareness and targeting systems. In additional, the armor is coated in a polymer that warps electromagnetic symbols, allowing almost complete stealth from and tracking sensors. There are several parts replaced with beskar equivalents, mainly being the arm guards, and parts of the chest plate. On the left pauldron is a armorweave cape.
Modified Beskar Gauntlet: Designed and made by Kina, the gauntlet includes many devices a bounty hunter would find useful. A small data pad, a small wrist mounted knife, and a small opening that can shoot out bolas to immobilize her targets.
-Two Heavy Laser Pistols: Twin pistols bought and customized by Alena. They are designed to be quick shooting and heavy hitting. Both are lying in her thighs quick release holsters.
-A slug firing sniper rifle: A customized super high caliber sniper rifle that uses the barbaric ammunition of lead bullets. It has seen heavy use against armor and weapons designed to resist or deflect blaster bolts.
-A Short VibroBlade: A vibroblade slightly smaller than the average built, yet made from beskar. Taken from the hands from a dead Mandalorian.
-Utility Belt: A belt featuring a number of useful items, such as grenades, packs of ammo, knives, etc
-Lancer-class pursuit craft: A ship purchased through saved up credits from her imperial job.

Supporting Characters:
R6-F8: A droid that was taken from someone who did not appreciate it, during her beginning year of being a bounty hunter. Affectionately known as "Fate", Alena enjoys the droid's company and takes it on most of her missions to deal with technical work and computer work, something she could never hope to do by herself.

Kina Yamana: An orphaned Umbaran child, taken in from the imperial planet of Umbara. Killed during a civil war, after the Emperor's death, Alena took her in after finding her during one of her missions, raising the teen into the young adult she is today. The young girl is well versed in engineering mechanics and piloting, Kina maintains and makes Alena's equipment as well as flies her ship. The pair have a loving relationship.

Character's name: Celdoth Vodro

Race: Duros

Faction: Independent System Movement (publicly)

Character Alignment: Lawful Evil

Character Background: Celdoth was not always the Senator of Kwenn or the Lord of its criminal element. He started life as a street urchin, running with gangs unger the tail of one of the local Hutts. He had a knack for knowing what his superiors wanted to hear, and used that talent to climb the ladder of the underworld. The Hutt lord grew to like him and gave him command of his own gang, an arm of the Hutt’s territory. Besides the criminals he rubbed elbows with, there were also the Imperials occupying Kween and its station. He kept on their good side as well, which made his own business much easier to conduct, and that reflected well on his reputation with the Hutts. A good reputation with them meant more power for him, and he eventually became a lesser crime lord under them.

All of that changed when the Empire fell, though. The Empire left a power vacuum that was filled with the Remnant, and the Rebellion became the New Republic. Kwenn went back to the Hutts, but Celdoth saw his chance. After living under Imperial rule for so long, the Hutts’ power had dwindled just enough. He squeezed his way in, using his ex-Imperial contacts and formed his own network across different systems. Through that network he heard whispers of systems wanting neither New Republic nor Imperial Remnant rule. Using his influence and charisma he climbed his way to Senator of Kwenn.

The Hutts tried to move in and blackmail him into being their puppet, but he had different plans. He turned most of the criminal element on the Hutts and used his Senatorial position to form task forces equipped to bring the Hutts to heel. He essentially wiped them out and became the Crime Lord of Kwenn and its station. Those in his employ as Senator also serve him in a criminal capacity. There are suspicions that he is the Crime Lord of Kwenn, but there is no proof to those claims. To the public he is Senator Celdoth Vodro, the voice for the people’s independence.

With his dual role and vast network, he reached out and contacted those whispering for something different. He and the others formed the Independent System Movement. The council of Independent Senators have been in contact with the New Republic and Imperial Remnant. There are talks of a fleet being formed to defend that independence as well a possible election for a Chairman. Rumors surround the election, rumors of Celdoth almost assuredly being nominated.

Character Personality: Celdoth is a boisterous and charismatic figure. He comes off as friendly, and it’s difficult for some to not like him the more they talk with him or at least come to not outwardly hate him. Beneath this charismatic exterior, he is an expert at manipulating and reading the people around him. He can switch from charismatic and friendly to cold and unreadable. He distrusts everyone he meets, and is constantly analyzing and reading them in an attempt to figure out what they want. Celdoth got to where he is not by trusting, but by knowing how to exploit and manipulate the people he meets. He is not above blackmail or even hiring people to take out his enemies.

Character Class: Beaurocrat/Scoundrel

Items:



Supporting Characters:

Star Wars: Legacies Character Sheet

Character's name: Jaysin Lyr

Race: Human

Faction: The New Republic / New Jedi Order

Character Alignment: Good

Character Background:

Jaysin Lyr wishes that Order 66 was the only day in which his world fell apart. He remembers the day that he had to hide the fact that he had been a member of the Jedi Order, raised since he was quite young in the Jedi Academy on Coruscant. A routine investigative mission to the planet of Jakku saw both Jaysin and his master, Ro Nuul, manage to evade and intercept the broadcast revolving around Order 66. Quite simply, the two made a simple life together as moisture farmers on the desert planet. Before then, Jaysin was an unremarkable Jedi Padawan nearing his Knight trials. Master Ro Nuul was a Kel Dor Jedi Knight proficient in the practice of dueling with two lightsabers, though only had one left.

Ro Nuul never explained how he had managed to lose a lightsaber. The Jedi Master was cautious and an embodiment of the patience and harmony with the force that the Jedi Order was founded on. Jaysin learned to embody those same ideals... though his greatest test was the day that Jorren Alleer found the two Jedi. Jaysin learned that Ro Nuul had a Jedi Padawan earlier in the Clone Wars who had been presumed lost and dead in a conflict on Taris. Jorren's lightsaber had been damaged in that battle, and Ro Nuul had lent his padawan one of his lightsabers.

While Ro Nuul was off on a run to the nearest station on Jakku for supplies, Jorren managed to jump Jaysin and kidnapped him. Jorren Alleer, mad with anger that Ro Nuul had left him to die, managed to lead Ro Nuul on a chase back to the planet Taris. Ro Nuul managed to hitch a ride on-board the ship of a surprisingly wealthy smuggler on Jakku. In the depths of Taris where Jorren had managed to survive alone, Jorren gave Ro Nuul a choice: die, or watch his newer padawan truly be destroyed. Ro chose to sacrifice himself for Jaysin. Jaysin remembers, to this day, the sight of Jorren plunging his lightsaber into Ro's chest. Jorren freed Jaysin from his restraints, and Jorren's words still echo in Jaysin's mind. "My work is finished. Go."

Of course, Jaysin couldn't. He pulled for his lightsaber and his master's, and engaged in a duel with Jorren. Jaysin's training and coolness under pressure ultimately prevailed. Jaysin was able to disarm Jorren by cutting off his right hand, and held the fallen Jedi by lightsaber-point. The Jedi code forbid revenge. So Jaysin resorted to destroying Jorren's lightsabers and left the broken and wounded man to his fate.

Jaysin was able to hitch a ride back to Jakku from Ro's friend, and lived his days in quiet contemplation and training in the force. Jaysin didn't emerge until word had come not only of the falling of the Empire, but of the reforming of a New Jedi Order. Jaysin, a much older and wiser man than he had been when his faith in the old Jedi ways, ended up making his way to the Jedi Praxeum on Yavin IV. It is here where Jaysin Lyr was able to train in the company of a new generation of Jedi. Due to his experience of the ways of the old order, and his training in a unique style of lightsaber combat, Jaysin Lyr has been serving as an instructor at the Jedi Praxeum.

Character Personality:

Jaysin Lyr is not what you'd expect of a man who had everything stripped from him at a relatively young age. He is a competent and wise Jedi, often acting rationally and with patience and caution. He believes in the New Jedi Order's purpose of allowing force users a place to study the force in safety, and he would be one of the first in line to defend it if it were threatened. Around the Praxeum, Jaysin makes an effort to drop whatever he is doing in his free time if any students ask for instruction, guidance, or even someone to talk to. In his older age, Jaysin often tries to help guide people towards the truths they are seeking without directly pointing them out, sometimes speaking cryptically and in a roundabout manner. It is, after all, a trick he picked up from his own master.

Character's Physical Description:



Character Class: Force Sensitive (Jedi)

Items

• Two lightsabers, one green (his lightsaber since he was a padawan, and one blue (his old master's)
• His old Jedi Robes, which he now wears proudly
• Memorabilia from his time in the Clone Wars
• Formerly an old HWK-290 Light Frieghter that has since been donated to the New Jedi Order for use on assignments.

Supporting Characters:

R3-D7: Lovingly referred to simply as R3, this is the astromech droid that accompanied him and Master Ro Nuul on their relief mission on Jakku. The Astromech Droid, by Jaysin Lyr's choice, has not had his memory wiped since the Clone Wars. This has led the R3 unit to develop some weird quirks, like mood swings and bouts of depressive nostalgia.

Shass Vayu: A Mirialan padawan in the New Jedi Order who has formed a strong bond with Jaysin Lyr. He is the one who taught the Jedi padawan how to wield two lightsabers, as he's one of the few trained Jedi left capable of such a feat.

Darth Solaris: Better known as Jorren Alleer, Darth Solaris was a former padawan of Ro Nuul. After killing his former master and being bested by Ro Nuul's former apprentice, Jorren Alleer wandered the galaxy searching for purpose. He had to evade Imperial Inquisitors left and right, but managed to find solace with a Mandalorian swordsman who simply called himself "The Butcher." With the Butcher's help, Jorren was able to eventually locate an old Sith lightsaber and holocron to help guide his self-descent down the path of the dark side. Claiming to be a Sith, Darth Solaris grew strong enough that he had no need of his Mandalorian trainer. He now has a singular goal in his mind: take everything away from Jaysin Lyr like everything had been taken from him.

Star Wars: Legacies Character Sheet

Character's name: Admiral Kava (Lez'Kava'Layro)

Race: Chiss

Faction: Imperial Remnant

Character Alignment: Evil

Character Background: Lez'Kava'Layro was recruited at a young age for a role within the Imperial Navy by Grand Admiral Thrawn himself. Before the rise of the Rebellion, Thrawn had brought several high ranking officials within the Empire to Csilla for a series of secret meetings and to identify others of his species that may prove useful to the Empire. It was here that Thrawn had been impressed by Lez'Kava'Layro's ability to break down military formations and come up with counter strategies through a series exercises that had been developed to test a subject's potential. She was taken from her home and enrolled in the Imperial Academy on Carida, where she was placed in the Officer Corps, under the name of Kava.

Upon graduating from the Imperial Academy, she was placed on the Executor class Super Star Destroyer Lazarus, where she quickly climbed the ranks and within only a few short years had gained the rank of Vice Admiral. There were rumors among the crew that her fast ascendancy was due to the fact that she had caught the eye of Admiral Joonas Teirdal.

Despite the rumors, Vice Admiral Kava and Admiral Teirdal did have a close working relationship. He saw her as a protege, and eventually friend. However, this proved to be short lived.

Shortly after the Battle of Hoth, the Lazarus was on routine patrol in the Outer Rim when it came into contact with a GX1 short hauler shuttle that was drifting aimlessly. Using the tractor beam, they brought the shuttle on board the Lazarus. Unfortunately for the Lazarus, this was a trap. The short hauler had several dozen heavily armed insurgents in the cargo hold who stormed the ship. Fortunately, the insurgents were quickly put down, but not before killing several officers, including the ship's captain, and Admiral Teirdal.

The death of the beloved Admiral left a void on the Leviathan, a void that Kava, now admiral, looked to fill. Though at first she was mocked, both due to her young age and the perceived way that she had attained her position, she soon began earning the respect of her crew through a string of impressive victories over the rebels.

After the destruction of the second Death Star, and the deaths of both the Emperor and Lord Vader, Admiral Kava retreated to the Unknown Regions with part of her fleet, where they wait to return to the galaxy at large, and restore the Empire to power.

Character Personality: Kava is a contradiction. At times she is cold and calculating, a temperament befitting a master strategist of her caliber. Then, at other times she can be seen as brash and impetuous. She is a driven woman who knows what she wants and is willing to do whatever it takes, and sacrifice whoever she needs to in order to achieve her ultimate goal, the destruction of the New Republic, and the rebirth, and expansion of the Empire.

Character's Physical description (Describe or post a picture of what your character looks like):


Character Class: Imperial Fleet Admiral

Items: 7 Imperial Star Destroyers, 2 Interdictors, 10 Light Cruisers, 2 Executor Class Super Star Destroyers, The Lazarus and The Dominus

Supporting Characters:

Captain Grendron Bryce- Captain of the Lazarus, seen by many as Kava's attack dog. A stern Imperial Captain whose loyalty lies with not only the Empire, but the Empire as envisioned by the late Emperor Palpatine. Captain Bryce wants nothing more than to bury the New Republic and restore the Galactic Empire to it's former glory. He is also seen as the true brains behind Kava's fleet by some of the higher ranking officials within it.



KX-1B1- A KX Series Imperial Security Droid modified for protocol and assassination. Known simply as “Beeone,” is Admiral Kava's personal security guard, and thus, is never far from the Admiral.



Various fleet personnel, troops, pilots, officers, etc that will be described as used.

Race: Human

Faction: New Jedi Order

Character Alignment: Lawful Good

Character Background: Tyrell Omi-Ren was raised on the shipbuilding world of Fondor. His mother and father worked on the shipyards as the Grand Army of the Republic became the Imperial War Machine. His parents were quietly discontent with the change in leadership. Wartime under the command of the Republic was hard, and yet somehow the peaceful transition into the Empire was harder. Longer shifts, less pay for more hazardous conditions. When Tyrell was but a boy a ship crashed into the shipyard near where his father was working, being first on the scene he found a woman badly wounded crawling out of the ship. Recognizing her attire as that of a Jedi he managed to smuggle her out, and smuggle her home.

In the weeks that it took her to recover she talked to his parents, telling them how the Clone Army turned on the Jedi and hunted them down. How she had escaped the 414th Battalion only to find herself hunted by figures in black, when she discovered the Force Sensitivity within Tyrell she trained him in secret. Not through the hopes of training a new generation of Jedi, but to ensure that he could control it and through the control keep his nature hidden from those who would seek to exploit it.

As things would work out, teaching a five-year-old child how to use an ability that makes him unique and special and them telling him to keep it a secret doesn't always work. Tyrell showed his ability to move things with his mind to one of his friends, who told their parents. Within a week an Inquisitor had killed his parents and forced the two of them on the run. While at first they merely ran from one planet to another, never spending too long there. Eventually, they heard rumours of the Empire destroying every trace of the Jedi. Rumours of a Rebellion, Talia - now his Jedi Master and the closest thing to family he had left, and Tyrell decided to scour the galaxy for any information they could find on the Jedi Order so that they could help preserve it for future generations.

Along the way, they gathered up a couple of other outcasts, all with a similar goal. As the Galactic Civil War erupted into an all-out war they decided to put themselves into hiding in order to protect their work on a world in the Unknown Regions. With spotty communication, they have only recently learned of the Emperor's Demise, and now they hear exciting rumours about a Jedi Praxeum being built on Yavin 4 by a Luke Skywalker. A Surname that brings a sense of recognition to Tyrell's ageing master.

Character Personality: Tyrell is calm and collected, he has a firm understanding of the past and its value. A strong sense of honour and what needs to be done in order to maintain justice. Unlike other Jedi who was trained post-66 by a survivor he has a strong belief in the code and its teachings after all the Jedi didn't fall due to not following the code, but due to the machinations of a Sith Lord. He is calm and collected, and yet jovial.

Character Class: Force Wielder

Items:

Lightsaber: The Kyber Crystal gives the blade a light blue hue.


Nighthawk: Personal ship, where he keeps any Jedi Relics between missions. A Barloz Class Medium Freighter

Supporting Characters:

Jedi Knight Talia Meetrik - A female Jedi Survivor from Order 66. Technically never promoted to Jedi Knight, her master had indicated she was close to Knighthood before Order 66.

Relani - Relani was a former Guardian of the Whills. Once the Empire took over Jedha she went out into the Galaxy on her own, it was the will of the Force that she would run into Talia and Tyrell. Since then she has devoted her life into protecting whatever it is the two Jedi find.

Thriik Tolson - A Gotal Archaeologist. Studied the history of the Jedi for the University of Commenor prior to the subjects ban. Talia and Tyrell found him while searching the ruins of an old temple, and he has been a member of their band ever since.