Sirus Obrech
N A M E
Sirus Obrech (formerly Trell)
A G E
Nineteen
G E N D E R
Male
O C C U P A T I O N
Ex-Storm Trooper
S E X U A L I T Y
Demisexual
R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S
Single
F A M I L Y M E M B E R S
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Also, if you want to bring along a family member, they must have a separate character sheet; I would prefer it if there were no NPC family members brought along. If that family member isn't coming along, feel free to tell us about them here without a separate sheet!
A P P E A R A N C E
Sirus Obrech brandishes a pair of slightly pale blue eyes along with medium length brown hair, typically gelled to stay in place with little to no facial hair. He also has two silver ear studs on his lobes in addition to the silver ear cuff on his left helix. He has a currently healing burn on the left shoulder. He typically keeps to dark colours, as he’s been clothed in dark attire for most of his life. He wears a pair of worn black combat boots as well as a pair of dark blue coloured pants and brown belt. His upper body consists of a jet black hooded sweater, with two small pauldrons to protect his shoulders as well as holster looping from his right shoulder down to left side waist to hold his lightsaber. At his neck he sometimes wears a walnut brown cloak which loops around his neck and covers most of his back (to his knees) which he uses when lying flat or in a crouched position for sniping or staying incognito.
While in the army as a sith, he brandished a black pea coat that stopped just below the knee, with grey armor pieces shielding the biceps, fore arms and chest. At his waist is his belt with a holster for a blaster and saber, followed by two thigh plates and knee pads. Though to this point he only wears the lower half of this attire.
While in the army as a sith, he brandished a black pea coat that stopped just below the knee, with grey armor pieces shielding the biceps, fore arms and chest. At his waist is his belt with a holster for a blaster and saber, followed by two thigh plates and knee pads. Though to this point he only wears the lower half of this attire.
P E R S O N A L I T Y
Sirus Obrech is a laid back and calm young man, he is an ex storm trooper with a mind to study and learn new things whether it be from old texts or from exploring new places like temples. Due to long excursions with the army he developed a natural survival talent. While growing up under the care of the empire, he developed an interest in the archives, sticking to learning new text whenever he wouldn’t be training as a sith or soldier. After moving up in the army ranks, and becoming a lightsaber user on the field, he started reading up on tactical strategies. It developed his liking for organization and excess foresight and planning. Though Sirus excels at foresight, he isn’t good at making a plan if things go awry.
L I K E S
- Cool weather
- Exploring new places
- Casually watching the stars
D I S L I K E S
- Crowds
- Being lied to
- Flying ships, prefers having feet on solid ground
H I S T O R Y
Sirus Obrech’s story begins on his home world of Telos, when he was still only over a year old. The empire was raiding small colonies to rebuild ranks in the trooper army, and raided Sirus’ home, with the intention of taking many children. During the raid, Sirus’ mother and father, Lily and Vincent Trell, tried to fight back and get their son and rest of the children back to no avail, instead, the couple was beaten into submission, and Vincent was taken captive along with the children, and held for many years inside an empire facility.
For the next 18 years, Sirus was raised as a citizen of the empire, under the name Obrech, never knowing a lacking lifestyle by any means, but never knowing of his capture. During the early years he was very involved with the archives detailing the history of sith and jedi, including the events of previous battles. From a young age, Sirus and his peers were put through a series of trials, such as brutal hand to hand combat, and blaster training, to expose the weak and nurture the strong. At fourteen, when cornered in a trial, Sirus protected himself with his force powers that lay dormant to that moment, and was then removed from his group to be trained in the ways of the sith.
Due to the demand of troopers required on the field, Sirus and his peers were sent out into combat, blasters in hand, to fight resistance uprisings amongst the seasoned troopers. And as time went on, the First Order took notice of Sirus’ battle prowess and strategy, and promoted him to (insert rank here), in which he was granted a lightsaber and the authority to give commands to some of the lower troops on the battlefield, with permissions from commanding officers.
The cycle of war continued for the next five years, and Sirus was now 19 years of age. One night, at the First Order compound Sirus knew as his home, he was awoken to a violent disturbance from within the compound, as the resistance was staging an attack on the keep to retake the Order’s prisoners of war. Sirus quickly assembled his gear and rushed to the insuing battle in the hangar, to see resistance members fighting a fleeing battle on their way to their ship. An explosion erupts, separating half a dozen or so of the resistance members from their ship, leaving them reeling in pain. Sirus’ commanding officer approached from behind, urging him to join the skirmish as he gestures at Sirus’ lightsaber. He nods, understanding his task, and marches toward the isolated members of the resistance, as his fellow troopers slowly execute the survivors. Sirus made his way over to one of the few remaining prisoners, a grizzled man with long brown hair, with the name, “Trell” on his jumpsuit. The man reaches for his nearby blaster to catch the boy off guard, but in the same amount of time, Sirus’ has cut the man’s hand clean off. As the man started entering shock, he begged for mercy, for the young sith not to end his life, only to feel the burn of a saber pierce his heart.
From the resistance ship, now preparing for its ascent, a woman burst into a cry, trying to frenzy her way off the carrier to her husband she had come to rescue, now cut down by an unknown warrior. She was held back by a woman with her hair in twin buns and a built dark skinned man with a sidearm at his hip, which she pulled from him and fired at Sirus, who effortlessly parried the bolt and met her gaze, a fueled rage met by his cold demeanor. As he prepared to repel her next attack, he felt a pain in his head, bringing him to a knee, and simultaneously, the same phenomenon was occurring to the woman, who was now being hauled inside the transport, that had now begun flight away from the compound. Something had felt familiar about the woman before him, but he couldn’t help but feel a connection to this stranger. As he recovered, he caught a glimpse of something shining on the prisoner her executed. A white stone pendant glowed a pale white and felt like it was tempting Sirus. Succumbing to his own curiosity, he grasped the pendant and left the battlefield.
After the battle concluded, word of the assault was sent to the higher ups in the First Order, from the objective of retrieving prisoners to the details of Sirus’ “injury”. (head of empire) suspects that the woman is someone of Sirus’ past and suspects that their meeting may have awakened a connection, drawing them together. In fear he’d have another apprentice be seduced by light turn against the Order, (head) ordered Sirus’ commanding officer to organize his murder.
Two days later, Sirus’ is tasked with leading a group of men to take a small rebel outpost on (insert planet). He takes point as the troupe advanced toward their objective when Sirus begins feeling a newfound unease. From the beginning the mission had felt weird, but now Sirus had confirmed his own suspicions that they weren’t here for the base. Sirus had read about the battle on this planet and knew that the base they had come to claim was in the middle of a crater from a First Order strike years prior.
As he came to this realization, he realized the only footsteps he could now hear were his own, and as though he had eyes in the back of his head, he saw the first trooper loose a bolt from his rifle. In that same instance, Sirus turned on his heels, igniting his blade and deflecting the bolt into one of the 9 troopers facing him, rifles primed in their hands. Letting adrenaline consume him, he rushed the remaining troopers, suffering a few minor injuries after winning the confrontation. He rested to dispel his exhaustion then took off in the ship used to arrive to leave another life behind him.
For the next 18 years, Sirus was raised as a citizen of the empire, under the name Obrech, never knowing a lacking lifestyle by any means, but never knowing of his capture. During the early years he was very involved with the archives detailing the history of sith and jedi, including the events of previous battles. From a young age, Sirus and his peers were put through a series of trials, such as brutal hand to hand combat, and blaster training, to expose the weak and nurture the strong. At fourteen, when cornered in a trial, Sirus protected himself with his force powers that lay dormant to that moment, and was then removed from his group to be trained in the ways of the sith.
Due to the demand of troopers required on the field, Sirus and his peers were sent out into combat, blasters in hand, to fight resistance uprisings amongst the seasoned troopers. And as time went on, the First Order took notice of Sirus’ battle prowess and strategy, and promoted him to (insert rank here), in which he was granted a lightsaber and the authority to give commands to some of the lower troops on the battlefield, with permissions from commanding officers.
The cycle of war continued for the next five years, and Sirus was now 19 years of age. One night, at the First Order compound Sirus knew as his home, he was awoken to a violent disturbance from within the compound, as the resistance was staging an attack on the keep to retake the Order’s prisoners of war. Sirus quickly assembled his gear and rushed to the insuing battle in the hangar, to see resistance members fighting a fleeing battle on their way to their ship. An explosion erupts, separating half a dozen or so of the resistance members from their ship, leaving them reeling in pain. Sirus’ commanding officer approached from behind, urging him to join the skirmish as he gestures at Sirus’ lightsaber. He nods, understanding his task, and marches toward the isolated members of the resistance, as his fellow troopers slowly execute the survivors. Sirus made his way over to one of the few remaining prisoners, a grizzled man with long brown hair, with the name, “Trell” on his jumpsuit. The man reaches for his nearby blaster to catch the boy off guard, but in the same amount of time, Sirus’ has cut the man’s hand clean off. As the man started entering shock, he begged for mercy, for the young sith not to end his life, only to feel the burn of a saber pierce his heart.
From the resistance ship, now preparing for its ascent, a woman burst into a cry, trying to frenzy her way off the carrier to her husband she had come to rescue, now cut down by an unknown warrior. She was held back by a woman with her hair in twin buns and a built dark skinned man with a sidearm at his hip, which she pulled from him and fired at Sirus, who effortlessly parried the bolt and met her gaze, a fueled rage met by his cold demeanor. As he prepared to repel her next attack, he felt a pain in his head, bringing him to a knee, and simultaneously, the same phenomenon was occurring to the woman, who was now being hauled inside the transport, that had now begun flight away from the compound. Something had felt familiar about the woman before him, but he couldn’t help but feel a connection to this stranger. As he recovered, he caught a glimpse of something shining on the prisoner her executed. A white stone pendant glowed a pale white and felt like it was tempting Sirus. Succumbing to his own curiosity, he grasped the pendant and left the battlefield.
After the battle concluded, word of the assault was sent to the higher ups in the First Order, from the objective of retrieving prisoners to the details of Sirus’ “injury”. (head of empire) suspects that the woman is someone of Sirus’ past and suspects that their meeting may have awakened a connection, drawing them together. In fear he’d have another apprentice be seduced by light turn against the Order, (head) ordered Sirus’ commanding officer to organize his murder.
Two days later, Sirus’ is tasked with leading a group of men to take a small rebel outpost on (insert planet). He takes point as the troupe advanced toward their objective when Sirus begins feeling a newfound unease. From the beginning the mission had felt weird, but now Sirus had confirmed his own suspicions that they weren’t here for the base. Sirus had read about the battle on this planet and knew that the base they had come to claim was in the middle of a crater from a First Order strike years prior.
As he came to this realization, he realized the only footsteps he could now hear were his own, and as though he had eyes in the back of his head, he saw the first trooper loose a bolt from his rifle. In that same instance, Sirus turned on his heels, igniting his blade and deflecting the bolt into one of the 9 troopers facing him, rifles primed in their hands. Letting adrenaline consume him, he rushed the remaining troopers, suffering a few minor injuries after winning the confrontation. He rested to dispel his exhaustion then took off in the ship used to arrive to leave another life behind him.
A B I L I T I E S / E Q U I P M E N T
Sirus is an ex storm trooper/sith, carrying both a long range rifle strapped across his back and a First Order issued great lightsaber on his right hip. He possesses force powers as well, though they aren’t very strong compared to that of other force users. He utilizes the basics of force push and force pull as well as a technique he awakened while panicking called the force shadow. It was a fluke, spur of the moment activation at first, but during his time fleeing the First Order, he discovered a text in an old sith temple talking about this forgotten talent, and becomes able to control the power with a great deal of concentration. Though Sirus has intermediate combat experience with his saber, he prefers not using it unless this situation really needs it, as he’d rather not stand out by using a red light saber. His typical strategy is scouting from on high with his rifle, eye through the scope, and using his force shadow to survey his environment prior to his entering, so he can plan his route of entry and/or escape. Over the course of the story, he stops using his red blade, and crafts a new saber, using the stone from his pendant in his weapon, creating a white light saber.
