[h3][color=gold][centre]Sunao[/centre][/color][/h3] [hider=Sunao] [img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/62/31/39/6231395e6ffa52cc7df00658252258d9.jpg[/img] [color=dcb246][b]Name:[/b][/color] Sunao Zimtara [color=dcb246][b]Rank:[/b][/color] Padawan [color=dcb246][b]Age:[/b][/color] 21 [color=dcb246][b]Species:[/b][/color] Mirialan [color=dcb246][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Male [color=dcb246][b]Personal appearance:[/b][/color] Sunao is a handsome, fresh faced and fit member of the Mirialan species. With an innocent look in his eyes and a charming, yet cheeky, grin, it’s easy to see why the young man is often the centre of attention. As a diplomatic aid to the Republic, most of his time is spent among high society folks and so he must look the part. His hair, a caramel brown, is neatly trimmed, straightened and swept back, rigorously maintained throughout the day by the man himself. Standing at 5’8 and weighing in at 170lbs, the man is of average height and has decent muscular tone. Each morning Sunao wakes and follows a meticulous skin, nail and teeth care routine, followed by calisthenics training and meditation several evenings a week. In addition to his recognisable emerald green skin, Sunao’s nose, cheeks and chin have all been adorned with his people's traditional geometric tattoos. Despite the short time spent on his homeworld, the Mirialan takes pride in his culture, often more than happy to discuss the importance of the designs and why the body art means so much to them. In fact, it’s actually quite difficult to catch Sunao in a bad mood. Oozing with a cheerful, glowing aura, there’s almost a bounce in every step as he darts from interaction to interaction. Despite their humble tradition, the Jedi have agreed to allow their diplomats don flashier robes. Under pressure from the higher ups in the Republic, Diplomats are expected to wear layers of flawlessly made garments. Starting with a white tunic that tightly hugs the body, an extensive and elegant robe is draped over the top, it’s bottom dress and sleeves falling dramatically long off the body. Clinched in the middle by a golden belt, a single patterned lappet falls down past the knees, stylised with various symbols of both the Jedi Order and the Republic. A darker, medallion yellow hooded cloak finishes off the ensemble, so vast it’s able to totally envelop the Jedi. While Sunao is not overly fond of all the layers (especially in warmer climates), he is appreciative of the time and effort that went into the design and execution of such a collection. [hider=Robe][img]https://i.redd.it/kltvmxxqciq41.jpg[/img][/hider] [color=dcb246][b]Lightsaber/other personal effects:[/b][/color] Like most Jedi, Sunao has precious few possessions. A datapad for notes and translation, a small bag of goodies from the Republic to look and smell good, and his lightsaber. Sleek, matte black and double bladed, the Mirialan’s lightsaber holds two standard green kyber crystals. The design is very ordinary with the blade almost appearing to be factory made. In fact, it’s only been ignited a handful of times, acting more as a symbol as it gathers dust on Sunao’s hip. [hider=Lightsaber][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/68/d0/3a/68d03a75e0efe10f4486ff6690a84c63.png[/img][/hider] [color=dcb246][b]Personality: [/b][/color] Sunao is the life of the party. Warm, outgoing, charismatic and emotionally intelligent, the Mirialan is a social chameleon, able to blend into any type of crowd and sway them with his words. He’s open, unafraid to admit his feelings but doesn’t share them in a way that is overbearing or awkward. He sees life as a series of emotional connections, overseen and guided by the Force itself. For Sunao, the Jedi, and by extension the Republic, are intermediaries to that which watches over all life. As such, their intervention in the goings on of the galaxy are paramount to both positive change and outcomes for every creature on every world. The Mirialan does his best to lead by example, helping wherever and whoever he can, always in search for the deeper meaning in the action of life around him. Viewing himself and others in the Order as conduits, he believes that the more in tune you are with the Force, the better translator you make. When it comes to his own abilities, it’s not that the young man doubts himself, more that he knows that expertise takes time to cultivate and his path is a lengthy one. Having lived a relatively straightforward and comfortable life, his learnings have come much more gradually than others, few and far between. Despite being entrenched in constant morning and evening routines, Sunao doesn’t actually enjoy adhering to them. He finds it difficult to focus for long periods of time, so all things routine, paperwork and other monotonous tasks are the antithesis to who he is deep down. Nor does he enjoy the flashier side of diplomacy. The lavish lives of the opulent often leave him feeling empathetic for their citizens who are less fortunate. Though quite stressful, most of the time he is able to rationalise such things through his work in diplomacy and as a Jedi, truly believing that what they do is for the greater good and the Force will reward all eventually. Sunao has a particularly unique distaste for using his lightsaber. While he [i]can[/i] understand an argument for defence in the wilder parts of the galaxy, he cannot get past the fact that it is a weapon. Something created for the very specific reason of destruction and death. He believes most Jedi are over-reliant on such a thing and advocates for its removal from the Order, visually a day where they’re no longer needed. [color=dcb246][b]View of the Force: [/b][/color] Sunao sees the Force as colour, representative of emotions, actions, extension of thought, beings and things both living and non-living and so on. Warm colours such as red, orange, and yellow are the colours of fire, autumn leaves, of sunsets and sunrises, and are generally energising, passionate, and positive. Cool colours, green, blue, and purple, are often more subdued than their warmer counterparts . They are the colours of night, water, nature, and are usually calming, relaxing, and somewhat reserved. Neutral colours like black, white, grey and brown are all consuming, straight, specific and to the point. They tend not to mix or change shades by significant degrees like the others and are often quite rigid in their meaning. But the spectrum of colour is finite and the same colour, or even shade, can take on different meanings. Red, for example, is a very hot colour. It’s associated with fire, violence, and warfare but it’s also associated with love and passion. As such, that is the learning curve for Sunao when it comes to the Force. To decipher the spectrum and master reading what the galaxy at large is trying to tell him and all those around. [color=dcb246][b]Backstory:[/b][/color] As with most Jedi, Sunao was adopted into the Order as a child after being discovered on his homeworld, Mirial, by a Jedi scouting party. His species' basic understanding and respect for the Force ensured there was no issue in giving the young boy up with his family firmly believing their son had been chosen for a higher purpose. His time in the academy was most enjoyable for the growing boy. Ever the centre of attention, Sunao always got along with the majority of his youngling trainee’s, often proving to be quite popular. His teachers, on the other hand, weren’t overly fond of the boy's ability to distract others or his distaste for academic work. Though he did excel when it came to matters of mediation and the Force, becoming infatuated with the binds of the galaxy, coerced by its mystery and fascinated by its connection to all living things. His own connection proved to be a strong one, with the Mirialan coming to rely heavily on its use during his training. That wasn’t to say he was unable to use his lightsaber, he just believed it to be a weapon whose sole purpose was to destroy, whereas the Force had so many applications for almost any situation. It was this kind of attitude that saw the now young man fall under the tutelage of Master Yennifer, a skilled Jedi Consular and one of the most revered Diplomats in all the Order. Together the two bonded well as teacher and student with Sunao travelling around the far reaches of the Republic, helping found new colonies and negotiating treaties for those who wish to be inducted into the flourishing Empire. Sunao would see first hand how the Republic enabled each world to move forward, meeting with politicians and other members of the elite for over one hundred worlds, elevating them from what seemed like a backwater and stagnant people to a new galactic stage. There was almost never any push back, no deal that they couldn’t work around and every time a species was inducted, they were nothing but grateful for the Jedi’s and Republic’s presence. After a time, his Master devised a test for him. They were to be sent to Mirial to oversee the coronation ceremony for a new leader of the Mirialan people, representing both the Republic and the Jedi Order. Though Sunao was certain he had no memory of the world, and therefore no connection, his Master cautioned him that things might not be so simple. Sure enough she was right. There was something about being among his own people that tugged at something deep inside. He was of course connected to the Jedi by their belief and code but both were intangible things. There on his homeworld, the connection was physical, he had never been among so many of his own people before. Feeling her students' confliction, Master Yen pushed the young man into connecting with his people and understanding their culture. [i]“If you cannot find peace within yourself, how do you expect to spread it throughout the Galaxy?”[/i] Sunao spent the next few months among his people, visiting various landmarks, partaking in local customs, seeing villages and wouldbe cities. His face was tattooed in line with cultural traditions and finally, a missing piece of who he was, was filled. Eventually the time came to say goodbye and although it was a sad event, Sunao felt more whole, ready to take on whatever lay ahead. As a final part of this side of his training, Master Yen had organised a trip to Ilum so Sunao could reaffirm his connection to the Order, just as he had with his people. The two spent several months in the sacred temples on the planet's surface, strengthening their connection to the Force, meditating and studying. Now was time to move onto the final bit of Sunao’s training, helping oversee the official expansion of the Republic into the far reaches of the Outer Rim. A task not so simple as before but with renewed energy and confidence in his teacher, the two set out from Ilum for Sunao’s final leg of his apprenticeship. [/hider]