[CHAR] Star Wars(AU) - After Knightfall

[Paingodsson]

Saveld Caldrassir 'Sav'

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Saveld Caldrassir 'Sav'

| Saveld Caldrassir 'Sav' |

| Age |

19

| {Species} |

Human

| {Gender} |

Male

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| {Force Sensitive/Alignment} |

Yes, leans heavily more to the light side of the force but is unaware of his force abilities.

| {Appearance} |

Sav is about 6 foot and weighs about 189 pounds, he often times has a smile on his face and is also generally more greasy. While he does clean himself and shave what little stubble he has, most of his clothes have a stain of some sort on them and you can often find dirt and oil stains over his face after he's been working or out scrapping. He has a light brown/red hair yet no freckles. His eyes are a nice warm brown. He also has a fake front tooth.

| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |

Sav was given two weapons, a blaster and an old almost antique blaster rifle from Alderaan. Both of these came from his dad who helped him pack.
Also he holds a pendant with a holo of a beautiful woman on it, he found it one day while scrapping in space and keeps it on him just in case they ever meet, as he intends to marry her. He also had found a small tiara as well that he keeps with him, hoping it belongs to her and that she will reward him handsomely when he finds her and returns it.


Along with that he has another pendant with writing on the inside that simply says "When life gets hard, remember to just do your best"
In his bag he has about 4 different sets of clothing that he tends to mix and match, and a few different pieces of scrap metal, specifically lucky pieces that he's found throughout the Galaxy that he sees as particularly lucky. He has found a few holocrons along his way as well, a couple that have random stories, and some that has had learning material.

Also he has a few tools, some of them are actually good and working, others are a bit more rusty and require to be smacked a couple times to get to work.

| {Physical Abilities} |

He is pretty good at endurance and somewhat strong, he can definitely carry his weight in scrap metal, but don't expect him to be able to bench press another human or win consistently at an arm wrestling competition, in other words in a feat of strength he will lose quite often. But he makes up for it with his agility and speed.

| {Force Abilities} |

None at this time

| {Limitations} |

He isn't very aware of situations around him. Growing up not really in society, he doesn't understand many social norms. He also has a really bad time at reading a room of what should and shouldn't be said or what should or shouldn't be done.

Eager: Along with that he has a tendency to charge head first into problems, not thinking of other things he could do to get out of problems. Often times charging headlong into a problem and making it worse.

He also is still not that strong in physical combat, he is more scrappy than a trained in hand to hand combat as well. Additionally he tends to try to do things that look cool as he is in search of fame than anything else.

Bad shot at a long range: Weak in long distance fighting, something about sniping just doesn't quite work well with him.

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| {Personality} |

Sav is rather friendly, in fact, he is very friendly. He gives most people a glass half full type of view, expecting most people to be trying their absolute best in the circumstance that they find themselves in. Often times fun loving, he really tries his best to act like the cool person and like he is able to do cool things as he searches for fame. Not for his own well being but to make his parents proud. He is loyal to a fault in that he generally will stand up for his friends a lot.

He believes that there is good in most people but some cannot be saved. That being said, he would rather never have to fight his friends if they turned, he'd rather walk away from them and their situation hoping to never have to deal with them again. Though that is partially due to his own sense of morality that he holds dear. Some things that may not be larger a deal for others are a big deal for him. Like stealing for example, he will despise anyone who is a thief in his eyes.

A generally happy man, he is pretty innocent all things considered, not knowing much about social constructs or standards. He tends to say whatever is on his mind.

As explained earlier, he is a fame seeker, not to become famous for money, but to show his parents that he could make something of himself and make them proud.

With his friends he is very playful, often times challenging people to wrestling matches, even if he knows he will lose. Seeing friends as not just a way to help him train but to help him learn as he seeks to become the best version of himself and protect those he cares about.

He isn’t used to having others besides his parents so most people who he becomes friends with he attaches pretty quickly, he doesn’t have anything like an attachment disorder, but he is definitely not shy about expressing how he feels to people.

| {Place of Origin} |

Born just before his family left civilian life to become scrappers, he grew up on a ship, going from battlezone to battlezone, planet to planet, searching for any type of scrap that they could salvage and fix or sell for a cheap profit. His upbringing was rather wholesome where his parents kept away from the more dangerous areas until he was older. Homeschooled and would watch the galactic news stations when he was too energized to fall asleep, most of his life he spent it on a ship and fixing things and selling things or watching his parents do so.

| {Background} |

Born to an unnoteable family Sav’s history is filled with adventure and excitement. Not because he did anything special, or his family did anything special, but because he got to travel and help his parents begin to scrap. Starting from a young age he was able to head to a planet where a recent battle had taken place between the Republic and CIS (Pre Knightfall) for his first ‘dangerous’ scrapping job. It is there that he found his first taste of action as he shot a battle droid that was still very much operational. After which he buried the battle droid, feeling sorry for it and having to do such a thing. But after all it was threatening his family and he had to protect them. Later his dad informed him of the fact that the droids weren’t actual life forms, and that taking a life is sometimes necessary in this universe.

Continuing through his life he would travel throughout space, and the different planets of the republic and universe trying to gather whatever he could with his parents, whether it was minerals, parts, or anything of the sort. During which time he spent quite a bit helping his dad fix up the ship on a regular basis. It didn’t always look pretty but it always came together. His mom would coordinate where to go while he and his Dad tended to help pilot the ship and their excavations. As he grew older his mom would tell him about famous jedi, and soldiers as well as other stories. He always liked the idea of becoming one of these stories that his mother could tell his grandchildren. He would tell his mother that one day he was going to be that hero in the story that did something amazing. Some day his name would be on the holocron that is read to children.

As he grew older he became much better at scrapping, repairing, and of course shooting as well. Things seemed to flow pretty naturally for him for the most part, his life was good as he didn’t expect fancy, or to make millions, he just enjoyed his trade and the time he spent doing it.

Him and his parents ran across a crashed ship in space, it had it’s sides completely blown out. This is where he found the beautiful holo locket of a woman and a tiara as well. He searched the ship but couldn’t find traces of anybody, so he swore to himself he would find this girl and marry her. Not to become a prince if she was a princess, but because she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

Thanks to the hyper aggression of some factions he had to learn at least to be somewhat silent when he was told. But often times he decided that the best option was to just take what he wanted and run as fast as he could. Afterall, who is going to run after someone taking some metal pipes? This got him in trouble with his parents quite a bit as there was multiple times where they’d be leaving the planet or the area under blaster fire. This lead to his fight on the planet Courscant one day. As his family was selling things he decided to go into a now abandoned building looking for anything he could take. Doing so he ran into a man who was now threatening to leave or else. Seeing this as his chance to be the hero he took out his blaster to show the man he meant business. The man then pulled his blaster rifle and pointed it at him. Sav now was scared and he realized he’d never shot anyone before. But he had to act, he jumped to the side as the man shot and fired, the blaster missed and hit a piece of metal that was barely holding up. This caused the large steel beam to fall and land ontop of the man who was firing at him and wasn’t hearing the falling over the blaster sounds. It was a surreal moment, he felt awesome even though he didn’t think of it, and it was his first kill, but he couldn’t help but feel sorry for the man at the same time.

Not too long after that he decided it was time for him to make a name for himself. Asking his parents to take him to Mandalor, his parents happily were okay with that, his father gave him his old blaster and his great grandfather’s old blaster rifle as well. He took his lucky trinkets and put them into his bag. His mom provided him with a small lunch for that day and some extra credits to take care of himself. Once on Mandalor, his parents hugged and kissed him goodbye as he promised them, one more time, he would one day, become the hero of those stories.

[Zarkun]

Riven Je’and

Riven Je’and

| {Full Name} |

Riven Ulteria Je’and

| {Age} |

29

| {Species} |

Human

| {Gender} |

Female

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| {Force Sensitive/Alignment} |

Yes-Grey

| {Appearance} |

Riven stands at a semi-tall five foot, eleven inches tall with dark brown hair naturally, like her twin Talia. However, she has a penchant for dying her hair different colors and currently has it a deep purple shade. Her eyes are an almost iridescent blue, seeming to shine in the right lighting.

Often times she can be found in the sparring circles, honing her already impressive lightsaber skills, as her family has a history of dual wielding and double-bladed use, while wearing her armored robes. When socializing, she prefers a simple tunic and trousers along with a pair of soft leather boots, often with gold thread inlaid throughout the clothing. At formal gatherings, she prefers a deep red dress inlaid with silver designs and gold high heels.

| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |

Double-Bladed Lightsaber: An ornate lightsaber made from cortosis weave with gold inlay with twin silver blades.
T65B X-Wing Starfighter, modified: While standard T65B’s only came with Proton Torpedoes as a secondary weapon, this one has been modified with a single concussion missile tube for improved fighter to fighter capability.
Armored Jedi Robes: While most Jedi prefer the traditional brown robes of the Order and the Enclaves, Riven prefers an armored variant for the increased protection it gives without hindering her movement.

| {Physical Abilities} |

Djem So/Shien: With a focus on defensive dueling and blaster bolt deflection, Riven has become one of the more advanced practitioners of Form V in both its tenants.
Ataru: The acrobatic form pairs well with her weapon of choice and she uses that to her advantage. She’s mastered the Form’s skills and uses to such a degree many in the Enclaves have sought her out for instruction in the use of it.
Niman: Riven’s skill in Form VI is about on par with that of Form V, though her use of it is more of a variant designed for use with double-bladed lightsabers.

| {Force Abilities} |

Standard Force Training: Riven, like all Je’ands and Jedi, is trained in a number of Force abilities ranging from the Force Push and Pull to Precognition and Reflexes. Has moderate skill in using the Force to influence the minds of those too weak willed to resist.
Tutaminis: Riven has received advanced training in Tutaminis, a school of Force abilities that handle energy absorption and dispersion.
Force Flame: Once considered a Lost Force ability, the Je’and family has used it for generations and can manifest it in a number of forms, ranging from a stream of flame to fireballs.

| {Limitations} |

Generational Training: While she’s received a ton of what she calls supplemental training with the Enclaves since her family’s return to the fold, she still trusts in the training her mother and father gave her more. As a result, she’s more prone to what proper Jedi call “lapses in judgement.” In other words, she’s known to follow her heart instead of her head on occasion.

Questionable Lineage: Due to her ancestor Zar’kun’s status as a former Lord of the Sith, and the family’s history as Jedi and Mandalorian, there are those in the Enclaves’s membership and leadership who question their loyalty and trustworthiness. It often results in subpar mission intel and preparations.

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| {Personality} |

To sum up Riven in a single word, she is passionate. She believes fiercely in the teachings of Jedi, but also that the Dark Side is a necessary evil, to maintain a balance. She’s quick to support her friends and family and just as quick to denounce her foes. While battle is not her first course of action, she is not a stranger to it by any means.

| {Place of Origin} |

Dantooine-Grew up in the family Compound on an island off the mainland. Started her and finished her training there but spent a year training with the Enclaves at the request of the Enclaves leadership.

| {Background} |

Riven’s story up to the events is similar to that of many Jedi from long lines of the Peace Keepers. Due to the family already being a part of the Jedi, her training began while she was young and was done at home. With the War happening, her parents simply didn’t want to risk her’s and her sister’s safety. They learned the basis of dueling, Force Powers, and even the influence of one’s emotions away from a proper academy setting, which would set the tone for the rest of their lives once they joined the Order properly.

When the pair were nine, with Riven showing strong affinity for the rare but dangerous double-bladed lightsaber and had just begun learning Ataru when word reached of the attack on Coruscant. Her father had been involved in the fighting on Umbra when the Separatists struck and their mother at home, watching the two girls spar with a quarterstaff and wooden sword during their instruction for the day when the holonet lit up with video of the battle raging over the capital planet of the Republic. Then began the bombardment of the city planet’s surface, and the events that would later become known as Knightfall. The Order lost an entire generation of Jedi to the attack, and the remainder of the knowledge within the Coruscant Temple’s archives.

With Coruscant’s fall, the Order and the Republic fled into exile while the Je’ands went into hiding in the family compound on Dantooine. And for a time, there was no word from the surviving members of the Council about what to do, leaving both Tarion and Revana worried. However, two years prior, they received word the Republic and Mandalore were now one and the same and so the Je’ands returned to the Jedi Enclaves. After a year of training under the Jedi Masters of the Enclaves to ensure they were true Jedi, Riven and Talia were allowed to become Jedi Knights. Riven embraced this path and, while she remains very firmly in the area of ‘grey Jedi’, she does her duties with purpose and is always willing to train new and upcoming apprentices and offer advice and guidance to Padawans who ask for it.

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Talia Je'and

Talia Je’and

| {Full Name} |

Talia Nerina Je’and

| {Age} |

29

| {Species} |

Human

| {Gender} |

Female

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| {Force Sensitive/Alignment} |

Yes- Grey

| {Appearance} |

At five foot, eleven inches, she matches her sister’s height with her own brown hair. However, she prefers to keep it its natural shade of brown. Her eyes, in comparison to Riven’s iridescent blue, are an iridescent green. She’s also more prone to be a touch less concerned with what most others consider modest clothing and has no qualms showing off both leg and midriff if it means she can move more freely, though her robes are all armored.

However, for more formal attire, she prefers a shorter cut cyan colored dress with matching heels, which is inlaid with silver patterns up the sides. Casual encounters usually see her in either her robes or sweats, as she finds traditional Jedi robes too hindering.

| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |

Standard Lightsaber and Shoto Saber:Ornate lightsabers made of beskar with a gold inlay with bronze blades.
T65B X-Wing Starfighter, modified: The cannons are overcharged for better impact and rate of fire at the exchange of the usual mobility of an X-Wing fighter being reduced.
Custom Robes: Robes specially designed with Talia’s movement preferences in mind, her midriff is exposed so as to reduce the amount of loose cloth around it and prevent potential movement restrictions. They’re also armored up to provide better protection.

| {Physical Abilities} |

Niman: While her twin’s skill in Form VI is considered moderate at best, Talia is a master of it, the form allowing her attacks and defensive moves with her twin blades to blend seemlessly.
Shien/Djem So: Not as advanced in Form V as she is in Form VI, Talia is still a highly capable duelist and more than capable of handling heavy barrages of blaster fire when needed.

| {Force Abilities} |

Standard Force Training: Talia, like all Je’ands and Jedi, is trained in a number of Force abilities ranging from the Force Push and Pull to Precognition and Reflexes. Her skill in mentally influencing others with the Force is much stronger than her sister’s.
Battle Meditation: This is a recent discovery for the young Je’and and Talia is the first in the family to manifest such an ability. She has very little mastery of it, and spends extensive time with Jedi Knights and Masters with experience and knowledge with it.
Force Flame: Once considered a Lost Force ability, the Je’and family has used it for generations and can manifest it in a number of forms, ranging from a stream of flame to fireballs.

| {Limitations} |

Generational Training: While she’s received a ton of what she calls supplemental training with the Enclaves since her family’s return to the fold, she still trusts in the training her mother and father gave her more. As a result, she’s more prone to what proper Jedi call “lapses in judgement.” In other words, she’s known to follow her heart instead of her head on occasion.

Questionable Lineage: Due to her ancestor Zar’kun’s status as a former Lord of the Sith, and the family’s history as Jedi and Mandalorian, there are those in the Enclaves’s membership and leadership who question their loyalty and trustworthiness. It often results in subpar mission intel and preparations.

Mandalorian Interest: Though raised to be Jedi like her father and mother, Talia can’t help but be incredibly curious about the family’s heritage as members of the Mandalorian Clan Ordo. This has been known to keep her from important training and briefings, as well as distracting her from various tasks of varying importance.

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| {Personality} |

If Riven is passionate, then Talia is giddy and full of energy and life. She’s prone to get intensely focused on subjects that catch her interest, most recently being her family’s history with Clan Ordo. All that said, she’s also loyal and holds her family in a special place in her heart and will do everything she can to protect them.

| {Place of Origin} |

Dantooine-Grew up in the family Compound on an island off the mainland. Started her and finished her training there but spent a year training with the Enclaves at the request of the Enclaves leadership.

| {Background} |

Talia’s story leading up to the events of Knightfall is similar to that of many Jedi from long lines of the Peace Keepers, though hers is tinged with much more curiousity. Due to the family already being a part of the Jedi, her training began while she was young and was done at home for its entirety. With the Clone Wars happening, her parents simply didn’t want to risk her’s and her sister’s safety by sending them to the Temple on Coruscant. They learned the basis of dueling, Force Powers, and even the influence of one’s emotions away from a proper academy setting, which would set the tone for the rest of their lives once they joined the Order properly.

When the pair were nine, Talia showed great skill in handling twin weapons, a standard training blade in one hand and a shorter one in the other, when word reached of the attack on Coruscant. Her father had been involved in the fighting on Umbra when the Separatists struck and their mother at home, watching the two girls spar with a quarterstaff and wooden sword during their instruction for the day when the holonet lit up with video of the battle raging over the capital planet of the Republic. Then began the bombardment of the city planet’s surface, and the events that would later become known as Knightfall.

With Coruscant’s fall, the Order and the Republic fled into exile while the Je’ands went into hiding in the family compound on Dantooine. And for a time, there was no word from the surviving members of the Council about what to do, leaving both Tarion and Revana worried. However, two years prior, they received word the Republic and Mandalore were now one and the same and so the Je’ands returned to the Jedi Enclaves. After a year of training under the Jedi Masters of the Enclaves to ensure they were true Jedi, Talia and Riven were allowed to become Jedi Knights. Talia, much like her twin, falls under the category of a ‘Grey Jedi’, but her interest in staying true to the path of the Jedi is tenuous at best. A Historian of sorts from Clan Ordo had approached the family shortly after their arrival upon Mandalore to discuss their history with the Clan and since then, all Talia can do is focus on learning about that piece of family history and possibly reforging that bond.

[Sistros]

Aron Graal

Aron Graal, Corellian Ambassador

| {Full Name} |

Aron Graal

| {Age} |

55

| {Species} |

Human

| {Gender} |

Male

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| {Force Sensitive/Alignment} |

No

| {Appearance} |

With his tall frame and confident stride, Aron exudes the air of a strong politician. He has a youthful disposition, characterized by an impish smirk and the zeal reflecting in his blue-gray eyes. His brown hair is finely combed and slicked back, and he sports a neatly trimmed beard. The only outward signs of the years catching up with him can be observed through the wings of silver around his temples and the prominent graying in his facial hair, but at this stage, it makes him look more distinguished. His left leg is also cybernetic below the knee, an unfortunate result from an injury he endured while serving with the Corellian Security Force (CorSec).

Aron prefers a more conservative style of dress, typically a smart suit or a military-cut uniform. They are usually fairly simple with no additional adornments, aside from the occasional cape draped over one shoulder. His trousers also display the second-class Corellian Bloodstripe, which is noted by the yellow piping along the seams.

| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |

A holdout blaster (BlasTech DC-17) concealed within his tunic in a shoulder holster and a vibroknife sheathed to the inside of his boot; a personal datapad and wrist comlink. While he is not too fond of droids, Aron also typically utilizes the services of a TC-series protocol droid to assist him with his professional endeavors. The droid, TC-T3K or “Tek”, is an integral part of his staff, though it lacks the eccentric behavior of some of the earlier 3PO-series models, which suits Aron just fine. The less pushback he experienced from the droid, the better.

Aron owns a Corellian Engineering CR90 Corvette Stringent. The exterior is painted a matte black with a green pinstripe and matching accents to honor its Corellian origins. The pristine white bulkheads of the interior have been muted with a charcoal gray; as a consular ship, amenities have also been made to accommodate a large conference room, control center, and stately rooms for the Ambassador and his family. There are also several smaller cabins designated for members of his staff and special guests.

| {Physical Abilities} |

Aron served for ten years in CorSec prior to his career in politics and has proven himself a competent pilot. He often flew escort missions and saw his fair share of atmospheric and interplanetary combat during the escalation of the Clone Wars. Like many native Corellians, it is said that he has ‘rocket fuel for blood’.

He has also grown into a bright and cunning politician; his negotiation skills are commendable. While he’s not the most athletic, especially after losing his leg during the war (and relies on a prosthetic), he certainly makes up for it with the power of words. He is an eloquent speaker and can easily persuade a crowd. His low, gravelly voice is soothing to an audience – and also quite effective in attracting female attention.

| {Force Abilities} |

None

| {Limitations} |

He is inherently confident in himself and his abilities. This allows him to charge into most situations undeterred, however, if he stops to consider the moment, he has a tendency to overthink. He is also afraid of failure and of leaving himself vulnerable; he likes to maintain control. In addition, Aron is a master at hiding his emotions and expressing a strong, positive persona to the public. While he falls victim to his temper on occasion, he is generally well-mannered and affable. His pride can also become an issue in certain situations, which may cause him to come across as arrogant or obnoxious to those unfamiliar with his mannerisms.

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| {Personality} |

Aron is tenacious, ambitious, and exhibits an overwhelming sense of pride. As a public servant, he relies on his charisma and charm to network amongst his peers and to win favor with the people he serves. He is also a competent speaker and can easily influence a crowd through his choice of words. Throughout the years, he has maintained a strong public persona and is generally well-liked by the people. To his constituents, he is compassionate and cordial.

However, there is another side to Aron that is less than desirable – and which he keeps hidden from the public view. He has become masterful at hiding his true intentions and utilizing unorthodox techniques, such as manipulation and blackmail, to achieve his long-term goals. To some, he is cruel and deceptive, especially when it comes to his lust for power and indulging in his controlling nature. But despite these shortcomings, he has his moral limits and generally wants the best for those he cares about.

| {Place of Origin} |

Aron was born on Corellia as the only child to Norin and Ashaiya Graal. His parents were the owners of a rather large mining and shipping company on the outskirts of Coronet City, which included several durasteel processing plants used in the production of starships. The company served as one of the many suppliers for Corellian Engineering Corporation, though its influence expanded to all of the Five Worlds in the Corellian system. As the sole heir, Aron would one day have a stake in the company for his namesake alone, but his dreams and aspirations remained elsewhere...among the stars.

While he abided by his father’s wishes and enrolled at the University of Corellia to study business and economics after completing secondary school, he was again tempted by his passions and joined the CorSec Academy shortly after graduation.

| {Background} |

It was said that Aron was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He had all the wealth he could ever hope for, and as his father’s only son, it was an expectation that he would one day inherit his family’s company and become the sole proprietor to continue that legacy.

However, fate had other plans. Aron craved a more exhilarating life – a life that would satisfy his sense of adventure and his love for piloting. Like most native Corellians, he wanted a life among the stars, while fulfilling his duty to give back to the place he called home. That was the main motivating factor in his decision to deviate from his father’s plans and join the Corellian Security Force.

As a member of CorSec, Aron served in the starfighter corps as a pilot, and through hard work and dedication rose to the rank of Lieutenant. While most of his assignments involved escort duty and menial patrols, he did see his fair share of action once the Clone Wars conflict escalated and the fighting became more prominent within the Five Worlds region. It was through his contributions in these campaigns that he became convinced to carry on with CorSec indefinitely; perhaps he could even take the next step and one day transfer over to become a detective.

But all of those hopes came to a crashing end when he was seriously wounded in a scuffle above Tralus. His injuries were extensive enough that he ended up losing his left leg, though the incident didn’t come without its own notable exceptions. After crash-landing on the planet, Aron managed to survive 48 hours on the surface before he was finally rescued by a passing patrol. In addition, he succeeded in keeping his wounded partner alive as well. This act earned him his second-class Bloodstripe, and he was subsequently medically discharged from service at the age of 32.

During his tenure in CorSec, Aron met his wife, Tera Eross; the two were married with their only son, Arek, being born two years later. It was Tera who served as Aron’s lifeline and moral support during the intervening months following his injury. As a philanthropist, she actively traveled around to various worlds within the Corellian system to offer assistance and provide for those people in need. She also held rallies in notable cities to garner support for her cause. Aron often accompanied her, and it was soon discovered that he had a real knack for interacting with the public and charming a crowd. His speeches were often engaging, and he soon gained the attention of a prominent politician working within the upper echelons of the Corellian government – Garrit Pilleu, an aide to the current Diktat.

The bureaucrat was infatuated by the young man’s passion and took him under his wing to help him learn the ropes. With Pilleu’s help, Aron’s influence over the people remained strong. When the time was right, it was the old man who ultimately pushed Graal to seek elected office, where he felt he would have the most impact. Against all odds, and helped along by a sympathy vote due to his injury, Aron won his first election by a landslide and became the next Councilman for his district on the Corellian Council.

Aron held this position for three consecutive terms and helped see Corellia through the changes that occurred after Knightfall. He spent this time building clout and networking among his peers and beyond to establish long-standing connections. He even gained several big-name proponents within Corellia’s inner circle, which quickly pushed him into the limelight. With this newfound fame, it wasn’t long before he became a victim of his own machinations. While he adopted a public mask that kept him quite favorable to the people – he was considered a charismatic and attractive politician – he continued to obsess over the government, and his quest to obtain the kind of influence he needed to reach the top. He had lofty goals, and he wouldn’t stop until he had achieved it all.

As his next stepping stone, Aron eyed the position of Head of State of the planet Corellia, which served under the Hegemon of the Five Worlds. He ran his campaign under the banner of the Democratic Alliance, one of the major political parties on Corellia, but ultimately failed at winning the election. Aron viewed it as a serious defeat, though he would soon bounce back.

As a consolation, the Hegemon nominated Aron to serve as the Corellian Ambassador to the Mandalore Republic. He knew tensions were high, and while it would be a difficult – and often dangerous – assignment, he accepted out of pure principle. It was an opportunity to prove himself and rise back to his former glory, particularly if he could procure a lasting partnership.

[Almalthia]

Jaslyn Dayne

Jaslyn Dayne/Knight

| {Full Name} |

Jaslyn Dayne

| {Age} |

Biologically: 36 Looks: 18

| {Species} |

Dathomerian

| {Gender} |

Female

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| {Force Sensitive/Alignment} |

Yes; Light

| {Appearance} |

Coppery red hair is the first thing you notice about Jaslyn, that and her height. Coppery red, thick and wavy to the middle of her back. She pulls it up or braids it most of the time save for her Padawan braid. She is five feet ten inches or 177.8 centimeters. She has a complexion that is most often described as cream and cinnamon, or pale and freckled. She has light gray eyes that change slightly depending on what mood she is in. Her teeth are even and white. Her lips are a neat cupid's bow a few shades pinker than her skin tone.

She is of an average fit figure, toned lean muscle, and at present could not be mistaken for a boy as she used to before puberty. She is quite apparently female with an hourglass shape.

| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |

• Saberstaff that connects by interlocking together at the ends.
• A few sets of robes that range from black, brown, beige, olive, dusty blue and pure white.
• Civilian clothes both casual and formal.
• X Wing fighter. Standard issue.
• R4 Astromech affectionately named Rolph.

| {Physical Abilities} |

• Persuasion
• De-escalation
• Insight
• Survival
• Riding
• Basic Medical
• Piloting Speeders and Starships
• Negotiations
• History of the Republic
• Meditation
• Construction of a Lightsaber (trained further for this to create twin sabers that locked together to form a saberstaff in Initiate Trials)
• Martial Unarmed Combat
• Lightsaber Combat
  • Form I
  • III
  • IV
  • Telekinetic Lightsaber Combat
  • Saberstaff
  • Dual Wielding

| {Force Abilities} |

Jaslyn seems to have a natural affinity for the Force. Innate talents are as follows:

Innate

• Telekinesis
• Force Empathy
• Comprehend Speech
• Telekinetic Whirlwind

Trained

• Mind Trick
• Force Speed
• Force Throw
• Telekinetic Defense
• Force Jump
• Breath Control
• Hibernation Trance
• Telepathy
• Telepathic Defense
• Force Sense
• Tapas
• Tutaminis
• Malacia

| {Limitations} |

Jaslyn is very justice oriented but believes that everyone deserves a second chance. She is also a pacifist. She doesn't like to kill and prefers to not be placed in a situation where she has to. Her Empathy is a source of contention for her. She does not enjoy others feelings overwhelming her and constantly restrains that particular power in stressful situations, if she remembers. When she lets it go she frequently has to reign it back in to separate her own emotions and those around her. She is calmest when fighting. Meditation for her is a practiced form of movements that include all of her combat abilities, in essence moving meditation. Passionate emotions are a weakness for Jaslyn whether they're her own or not.

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| {Personality} |

Strengths

• Curious – When it comes to new ideas, Jaslyn isn’t interested in brooding – she wants to go out and experience things, and don’t hesitate to step out of their comfort zones to do so. Jaslyn is imaginative and open-minded, seeing all things as part of a big, mysterious puzzle called life.
• Observant – Jaslyn believes that there are no irrelevant actions, that every shift in sentiment, every move and every idea is part of something bigger. To satisfy her curiosity, Jaslyn tries to notice all of these things, and to never miss a moment.
• Energetic and Enthusiastic – As she observes, forming new connections and ideas, Jaslyn won’t hold her tongue – she’s excited about her findings, and shares them with anyone who’ll listen. This infectious enthusiasm has the dual benefit of giving Jaslyn a chance to make more social connections, and of giving her a new source of information and experience, as she fits her new friends’ opinions into her existing ideas.
• Excellent Communicators – It’s a good thing that Jaslyn has such strong people skills, or she’d never express these ideas. Jaslyn enjoys both small talk and deep, meaningful conversations, which are just two sides of the same coin for her, and is adept at steering conversations towards her desired subjects in ways that feel completely natural and unforced.
• Know How to Relax – It’s not all “nature of the cosmos” discussions with Jaslyn – people with this personality type know that sometimes, nothing is as important as simply having fun and experiencing life’s joys. That Intuitive trait lets Jaslyn know that it’s time to shake things up, and these wild bursts of enthusiastic energy can surprise even her closest friends.
• Very Popular and Friendly – All this adaptability and spontaneity comes together to form a person who is approachable, interesting and exciting, with a cooperative and altruistic spirit and friendly, empathetic disposition. Jaslyn gets along with pretty much everyone, and her circles of friends stretch far and wide.

Weaknesses

• Poor Practical Skills – When it comes to conceiving ideas and starting projects, especially involving other people, Jaslyn has exceptional talent. Unfortunately her skill with upkeep, administration, and follow-through on those projects struggles. Without more hands-on people to help push day-to-day things along, Jaslyn’s ideas are likely to remain just that – ideas.
• Find it Difficult to Focus – Jaslyn is a natural explorer of interpersonal connections and philosophy, but this backfires when what needs to be done is that report sitting right in front of them. It’s hard for Jaslyn to maintain interest as tasks drift towards routine, administrative matters, and away from broader concepts.
• Overthink Things – Jaslyn doesn't take things at face value – she looks for underlying motives in even the simplest things. It’s not uncommon for Jaslyn to lose a bit of sleep asking herself why someone did what they did, what it might mean, and what to do about it.
• Get Stressed Easily – All this overthinking isn’t just for her own benefit – Jaslyn, especially with her Empathy, is very sensitive, and cares deeply about others’ feelings. A consequence of her popularity is that others often look to them for guidance and help, which takes time, and it’s easy to see why Jaslyn sometimes gets overwhelmed, especially when she can’t say yes to every request.
• Highly Emotional – While emotional expression is healthy and natural, with Jaslyn even viewing it as a core part of her identity, it can come out strongly enough to cause problems for her. Particularly when under stress, criticism or conflict, Jaslyn can experience emotional bursts that are counter-productive at best.
• Independent to a Fault – Jaslyn loathes being micromanaged and restrained by heavy-handed rules – she wants to be seen as a highly independent master of her own fate, even possessors of an altruistic wisdom that goes beyond draconian law. The challenge for Jaslyn is that she lives in a world of checks and balances, a pill she is not happy to swallow.

| {Place of Origin} |

Dathomir

| {Background} |

I was born on Dathomir. Mother Gina Starr Dayne and father Jor Dayne. My mother was of the Singing Mountain Clan. Earliest memory is of riding a Rancor through a ravine seated on my mother's lap. I was no more than fourteen when I was taken to Mandalor, which would be my new home.

I became fascinated with the Saberstaff and dual wielding two lightsabers and pushed myself to study them. I can remember seeing a Knight, who would later be my Master, going through her forms and I was determined to use the Saberstaff as well.

I was very drawn to Soresu, Form III The Way of The Mynock and Ataru, Form IV The Way of the Hawk Bat and practiced daily and began to personalize them so that I could use a Saberstaff and dual wielding in both forms. Modifications to Form I, III and IV include my inclusion of Jar’Kai. I prefer using Sun Djem as a disarming attack versus a killing blow. I am proficient in Sokan and am working on Telekinetic Lightsaber Combat. I have interests in honing my Force talents as well as Form III and IV.

I feel my most at peace when reflecting on my training and allowing the Force to guide my reflection of the days events. I find that this method of reflection isn't common and have mostly kept things to myself on the subject.

Merrian took me under her wing when I was nine just after my Padawan Trials were completed and have been with her for ten years. I believe she chose me because of my favored weaponry and my compassion. She may have other reasons but I have had no need to ask and find that acceptance, while a little hard to swallow at times, serves me far better than fighting the inevitable.

I passed the Knight Trials quickly. I learned many things but I find that the most important is that if we search for it the knowledge to help anyone is there to be used. You just have to look hard enough.