[b]Who and what are you? From where do you come, to where are you going? Tell us about yourself.[/b]
I have taken the name of Ntaaj Thaiv. Though I do not remember it well myself, I was birthed and to be raised as a protector of my people, just as my father before me. Events occurred in which I was removed from them, due to my sensitivity to the Force. Afterwards much of my memory has been altered and changed, or perhaps they are as they always have been, and only I think different. Either way, that was in the past. I have a new life to live now, working my way up the Sith hierarchy.

[b]Few men truly serve more than one cause. Sure, you might pay lip service to many and support others, but which cause do you serve most? The Galactic Republic and the Jedi order, or the glorious Sith Empire? If you have other causes you pay some service to, you may mention them as well.[/b]
I serve the Sith, though mostly because I agree most of their ideals and am willing to defend and kill for them. As for those who are among the Sith... That loyalty is variable. Just because we agree with each other does not mean that we like one another; indeed, given the chance, I would gladly kill some of my fellow Sith for their impudence. But there are also some who I would gladly die for (Or merely kill others for) as well, who are honorable and accepting of my ideals. They are few in numbers, but they exist.

[b]Eyes grow weak with age. They cannot see you clearly. Would you kindly describe what you look like and the sort of clothes you wear? Do not leave out anything you think would be relevant. Are you young? Old? Human? Alien? Male? Female? Scarred? Deformed? Yellow? Blue? Green? Red?[/b]
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In addition to what is seen, he is usually equipped with various gadgets and machines that allows him to function both similarly to other Sith, but also differently. However he often changes them to suit whatever situation he is going into, or whatever he could attach on a short notice.

Rarely is Ntaaj ever out of his attire. He is more machine now than man; twisted and maniacal. Though most of his internal organs and his upper body still retains the flesh, he would rarely show it and much prefer to be rid of it altogether. But should you be able to see pass his mask, he would see a face almost untouched by time, the face of a young man with a young voice. But his youth was not given to him naturally; he had withered and aged before, became scarred to his time, but used machines to hide it all before he simply chose to hide behind the machine itself. He is believed to be human, or at least humanoid. His eyes are a solid black, no color, no life, a sure sign that he has chosen to abandon the flesh.

[b]Now you have described somewhat about yourself, but you have not covered why you fight. Is it out of idealistic belief, or is it something else?[/b]
I was taken by the Sith to learn of their ways. But I do not follow them merely for the power to control the Force; instead, I use their ideals to create my own power, so that I am not a slave to the Force like the others. The Jedi fear power while the Sith takes it, but I will do more merely that. I shall do more than take; I will create my own power, my own force to be reckoned with.

[b]Surely you are not like everyone else. What sort of skills make you stand out from the rest? Do they stand out because you excel at them, or because you fail miserably?[/b]

Though my control over the Force is not as great as others, I compensate by using tactics that are almost sacrilegious; technology. I do not limit myself to the anarchic ways of the Force, using merely lightsabers and my meager force powers. I am skilled and utilizing various forms of blasters and slug-shooters, as well as operating various machines and vehicles. Additionally, I am equipped with various gadgets and weapons that are vetted to be akin to force powers, or even different entirely in order to change the tide of battle in ways my enemies will not expect or to deal with situations that the Force cannot fix. I have also begun to devise ways to control others, either through superior firepower or other technologies, in ways that the Force does not.

[b]You have not been in touch with the rest so far. How do you relate to them? Are there any friends of yours among them? any enemies? Or perhaps you even have family therein? Do not hesitate here because you do not see yourself mentioned in other players' character sheets. They may simply have forgotten to write you up. Correct that mistake, would you?[/b]

I have many enemies due to my well known reputation for disregarding the Force, among other reasons. Actual friends are far and few, but you could say I have many potential allies in lieu to companions. They are often merchants, smugglers, and other business types whom I often contact for new parts to use or repair. Those who do not know me for my distaste for the Force would know me for some of the technologies that I have created (Granted with the help with others, but they no longer live to tell their tales) and will continue to develop upon. One such invention that has risen me to glory is a device that allows me to alter the memories and thoughts of others, such as Republic soldiers and VIP's. Thanks to it we now have various allies even within the republic, who are naught but puppets in our hands.

[b]The past makes you who you are. What sort of events made you the one you are? Do some events mean more to you than others? Did you have a good or a bad life?[/b]

Though the details escape me, I remember being born in a lush jungle. My family, my people, were a primitive sort. Rarely did they work with technology despite having access to it. They chose to live in their own ignorance, assured that so long as they caused no trouble that there would be none. Of course they were wrong. For only a few short years while one could call me a "Child" did I live with my people, before ships tore the land asunder. By the time the smoke cleared there was nothing but ash. Ash and myself. It was on this day that I was discovered for my force powers, and at this age I was sent to an Academy to hone my skills and find a lord to serve. But instead I grew to resent my so called "Power". When pitted against others my Force ability may as well have been nonexistent, and even basic level abilities were only earned through constant struggle and effort, long after others had succeeded. Many have given up on me, and soon I would have as well. But that was before I learned of droids, and the machines.

Many of the Sith would look down upon relying on anything aside from their skills and their lightsabers, but I am not like many Sith. I was much too aware of my own weakness, so I decided that I would find a way to improve that allowed me to stand against my fellow apprentices as equals. I endured their scorn and hatred as I had to, using what funds I had to turn my flesh into steel. Forced to fight outside of the box, I learned new ways to use my powers, and brought them against my enemies. Lasers, slugs, flames, or electricity; I tested them all against my enemies, and learned how to use them just as well as I learned how to use my own weapons. I began to grow stronger in ways others could not. For once, I had power. And I aimed to ensure that remained true for the rest of my life.

My education took a divergent path from the usual Sith training. Sure, I did attend my required classes when I had do, but more often than not I fought with machines. My extra time was spent upgrading my body and learning how to operate various vehicles and becoming skilled in operating them. It was in that field that I had talent, as flying or driving came naturally to me. Not only was I skilled at moving such vehicles, when it came to combat machines I was also great. Using the combined power of my organic mind and computing technology, I was able to aim and hit targets with various ranged weaponry faster than most who share my classes, and sometimes even better than the professional teaching me. Some scorned me, but now they too would feel the struggle that I had gone through.

One of my most successful accomplishments is a device I have christened the "ALTR-1". The ALTR-1 is a helmet-like device that, hooked up to certain interface terminals, allows one to alter, extract, or remove memories of those who are equipped with the ALTR-1. Originally I created it in order to assist in my learning, but than I found that it had other uses. Thanks to it I have managed to gain very important information from various spies and Republic Figures, as well as altered their idea of us so that the Sith may use them however they please. Though it's not without it's faults, it has proven to be quite an effective tool at enthralling the minds of some of the most powerful individuals in the galaxy. There were only two types of people in the world who could fight against the powers of the ALTR-1; the Jedi and the Sith. By taking in certain students who I have volunteered, I've worked for many years to improve on controlling the minds of my fellow students, in hopes that one day I could do the same to our natural enemies, the Jedi. 

At some point during my time training as an Apprentice I may have made a few too many enemies. When I had surpassed the title of Apprentice, my enemies made it so that I could neither advance above them nor find other avenues to surpass them. They knew my skill with the Saber matched their own, so they fought me in ways that I could not, the very ideal which I used to gain my victories. But there was one way I could escape them, one way which I could achieve my goal and ensure they won't stop me: I was sent to assist Darth Nyiss, an eccentric dark lord. Using many of my favors and contacts, as well as a gratuitous use of the ALTR-1, I made it so that I would be sent to her to offer her my services with the ALTR-1, as it's creation and use was a closely guarded secret of mines. Working under her was not the most ideal way for me to ascend in ranking, but I have not toiled for so long to be daunted by such notions as "difficulty". 

[b]No good character is without his or her flaws. Nobody’s perfect. The heroes, be they good or evil, tend to have more blatant flaws than the tagalongs. What be thine flaws?[/b]

I am not good with animal lifeforms. I do not understand why, though most attempt to eat me whenever possible, or at best are simply unresponsive to me. I dislike the creatures myself, and only tolerate them when told to do so; I'd prefer to butcher them and eat their flesh. In fact, I am not very good with sentient lifeforms either; I detest the flesh, tolerating only long enough to get what little use I can from them. Rarely do I bother forming anything beyond a professional relationship with others, and it shows; I have no friends, merely enemies and coworkers, both which are not mutual exclusive concepts. I also have difficulties communicating with others that are not simple orders or commands; either I can be vague and laconic or speak with such unnecessary eloquence and sophistry even I would begin to lose track of what I intended to say (i.e. I talk too much).

Lastly, I have been known to be a "Maverick", or someone who simply does not abide to all the laws put onto us. Though in my defense, I follow those laws well enough, up to the point there they become a bothersome obstacle that I could simply ignore instead of try to overcome. If I were to die by these laws, what use were they to me? Another issue regarding this flaw is that I often look for loopholes, despite whatever my superiors want me to do. Holes in logic or imperfections I can exploit will be used and abused whenever possible. I would even dare to question these laws, challenge them on a principle level and refute them if I deem them unnecessary. This however may have created the imagery that I am untrustworthy of any task that would require or have the possibility of sacrificing myself. And they would be right not to trust me with such tasks; I value my own existence more than I do the loyalty to others, and I would do whatever I must I can to ensure that I can live to fight another day, be it cutting down the enemy or playing along with their games.

[b]No matter if you are a Jedi or a Sith, you probably made a lightsaber once upon a time. What does it look like?[/b]
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(With a traditional red blade instead of the current color, of course.)

I intentionally created my own Lightsaber as as [url=http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Crossguard_lightsaber]Crossguard Saber[/url], to not only ensure that it stands out but also to prevent others from trying to use it, due to it's strange qualities. Namely the four blades that extend perpendicular to each other and the main blade. It is also due to this trait that only a certain few, primarily me, is able to maintenance the saber correctly. As much as I would enjoy watching others kill themselves trying to calibrate my saber, I would never allow others to even land a hand on it, unless they wish for it to be removed by the same saber. 

[b]If you wield a Lightsaber, which of the Seven combat forms has your order trained you in?[/b]

Form III: Soresu with a hint of Form V: Shien, supplemented with whatever other weaponry currently equipped.

[b]What sort of person are you? Do you use the Force for combat, or do you prefer to wield its more mystical branches? Is there something you excel at above all other things? Is there something you are hopelessly bad at? What limitations do you have?
Don’t forget that this is in the middle of a war. Anyone of truly great skill would have been at or near the front lines.[/b]

I will always look for alternatives, to work outside the given means and never limit myself to merely what I'm told I can do. When it comes to dealing with machinery, from blasters to droids or hovercraft to space shuttles, I am quite skilled in operating them. I'm also able to hack into and reprogram various AI's and other digital terminals, allowing me to do such things as bypass locked entrances or remotely control various droids. I also have the necessary abilities to preform surgical operations for mechanical implants, and I have designed my own robotic limbs to be quickly and easily integrated into others on short notice, which some prep time of course. Thanks to my ALTR-1, I can also manipulate the minds of my enemies much quicker and effectively that some would with the force, as well as help implant knowledge and memories that I don't have for educational purposes.

The machines I use are necessary do to my own lack of Force ability. Or rather, while I am still sensitive to it's power, my ability in using them is lacking even though I have become more than a mere Apprentice. I would hardly use the Force at all, if possible. I do not intend to limit myself only to it, relying on it if only because that is all that is available to me. That being said, this same mindset also is why my own ability with the Force is lacking, as I am so intent on not using it that it is barely passing. Some would say that I only require practice, but even I know that practice does not make up for the talent I do not posses. I am reliant on physical things to grant me power and strength in battle. Without them I may as well be a Force-sensitive robot, with none of the advantages and all of the flaws. But I refuse to allow such excuses to put me on a lower level than others. 

[b]You are a Sith. How come you arrived now, several days after the others? Why would the powerful Darth Nyiss let you in at such a late time?[/b]

After graduating from the ranks of Apprentice, my advancement was grounded due to the interference of many of my enemies of the past. I would have been stuck as nothing more than a Sith in name only, driven to my own madness at never being able to advance above my rank. But there was one avenue I could escape through; if I could ally myself with a powerful person, I could use them to ascend the ranks of the Sith. So I chose Darth Nyiss, offering her the use of my greatest invention the ALTR-1, as well as whatever other skills I could provide. The ALTR-1 has proven useful against the weak minds of most of the Sith's enemies, and I expect that it would work just as well against the Jedi.

[b]Is there anything else you would like to mention about yourself? You know there is something. Don't be shy.[/b]

Despite my interest in attaching more machine parts to myself, I care little about droids beyond what they have that I could benefit from. As far as I care, they are as usable and disposable as any other sentient lifeforms. I'm also not a very picky eater, as one of the things that my mechanical body requires is a lot of energy to sustain it. Just about everything could be processed into energy, though commonly I use the flesh and bones of the fallen. It's simply the most convenient. I also has a personal Landspeeder suited to be heavy armored and fast, though lacks on board weaponry aside crushing opponents against it's armored hull. I employ it whenever possible.