[CHAR] Star Wars: Eclipse [Casual Advanced]

[The Canadian]

Appearance & Basic Info

Physical Description: Idonia is average height and has a thin figure. She has medium-long dark brown hair, blue eyes and pale skin.
Name: Idonia Presch
Age: 54 Years Old
Homeword: Dantooine
Gender: Female
Race/Species: Human
Occupation: Grand Jedi Master
Faction: The Jedi Order

Possessions

Weapons (if any): Single blade long-hilted lightsaber (Blue)
Equipment: Personal com-link
Clothing: Ceremonial Jedi Robes
Personal Ship: N/A (Normally uses Jedi Order issued Starfighters)

Combat:

Power/Abilities: Idonia is well known for her ability to use the force. She has never been great with a lightsaber but is still a force to be reckoned with. Powers she is often known for are her ability to leap incredible heights, to see into the future & unusual ability to choke her opponents without physical action (choking people without looking at them).
Combat: Idonia is not a great lightsaber combatant, but should not be underestimated. Often combining her knowledge of the force with her lightsaber combat, makes her a deadly and unpredictable warrior.

Personal Info

Personality: Idonia is very reserved but also a social butterfly. Being the Grand Master of the Jedi Order, she speaks with many people everyday and does not mind a bit. She is soft spoken until she is threatened, but does not let her anger fuel her. She is calm, and meditative often looking inside of herself for answers before investigating. She is tough but fair on her students and she expects the utmost respect and attention.
Religion: Jedi
History: Idonia Presch was born on Dantooine under two farmer parents. She was taken at a very young age as a Jedi was present during her birth, as the parents were both force sensitive, but denied becoming Jedi. Though they did not want to become Jedi, they had wanted their son or daughter to become one, so they sent her with the Jedi. She trained for many years under the Grand Jedi Master of the Jedi Order. Her master saw great promise in her and foresaw a great future for her. After her master died at the age of 45, she assumed position of Grand Master as voted by the rest of the Jedi Council at the time. She has not taken any apprentices as her master didn’t take any until he was certain they had a great future with the Jedi Order.
Family: Idonia does not know much about her family other than that they were farmers on Dantooine. She suspects that she has a younger sibling but nothing has been proven nor has anybody stepped forward. This frightens her as she knows she is force sensitive, and that the chance of her sibling also being force sensitive is highly likely.

[Sohtem]

Sasari Risray

Appearance & Basic Info

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Physical Desscription: 1.75 meters tall, long maroon red hair, five horns sticking out beneath it, three on top in the center, one behind the other with a small one in front, as well as two additional ones on both sides of the central ones. Her skin being a slight tan color and marked with familiar facial tattoos that further define a Zabrak, as well has soft facial features and gray-blue eyes.
Name: Sasari Risray
Age: 32
Gender: Female
Race/Species: Zabrak
Occupation: Jedi Master
Faction: Jedi Order

Possessions

Weapons (if any): Single bladed hilt lightsaber with orange blade.
Equipment: Utility belt, grappling hook, holopad.
Clothing: Traditional Jedi Robes
Personal Ship:

Avadora

Combat

Power/Abilities: Sasari is proficient with force abilities, such as telekinesis, force push and pull and is also able to heal through the force as well as being able to produce force barriers for herself and her allies though limited in amount as well as duration and how frequently she can cast it. In addition to that she is also a skilled pilot and an excellent leader as well as having a high resistance to pain.
Combat: Her combat prowess is excellent in regards to using force abilities and about average with a lightsaber, her best lightsaber forms being Form III (Soresu) and Form V (Shien) though she usually relies more on her natural gift with the force to assist her in battle, she can hold her own when it come to melee combat.

Personal Info

Personality: Sasari is partially like typical Zabrak's in being self-assured and confident, though she is able to hear the thoughts and concerns of others rather than sticking to only her way of thinking. She's also gentle though she will be strict if needs be, but is usually a joy to be around by everyone She always seeks to help whenever she can, a quality she picked up from her master as well as being part of the Jedi Order.
Religion: Jedi
History: Sasari was born on Iridonia along with her brother Sedrak, at an early age she had been detected by the Jedi Council and her future master was sent to convince her family to allow her be trained as a Jedi, them seeing it as a benefit and greater experience for their daughter agreed to have her be trained though they wished their son was also gifted with the force. When she had arrived on Coruscant, her abilities were tested and she showed great promise with the force. As she got older she excelled at learning force techniques, sometimes learning abilities that it took others weeks or months to learn only a few hours or days depending on the ability as well as learning to appreciate all life and do whatever she can to help others in need.

At age 15, she was given the title of Padawan, following her Master on missions, she gained valuable experience in diplomacy as well as combat, which lead her Master as well as the rest of the council to promote her to the rank of Jedi Knight where she continued to represent what the Jedi stand for. At age 30, she and her former teacher had been on a mission together to try and capture a Padawan that had been influenced by the dark side. Sasari as well as her former Master including a small unit of Republic troops had set out to find him, when they had, a fairly lengthy battle ensued, unfortunately her Master had been killed and weakened troops were next to be attacked, she used her abilities to provide temporary barriers for them and then fought the corrupted Padawan herself, besting him and returning him back to the council as well as the light overall. Having done both of those acts, the council saw no reason to not appoint her to the rank of Master and was given a position on the council. She took on a Padawan of her own, training him just as her Master trained her and now at 32, is training her second Padawan.
Family: Her mother and father still reside on Iridonia, though she doesn't know what has happened with them as of late, the Jedi and her instructing keeping her plenty busy though her brother had informed her that he had become involved in the political game and was soon going to become a senator.

Edit: Padawan added.

Zeall Stryder

Appearance & Basic Info

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Physical Desscription: He stands at 1.80 meters tall, dark brown eyes, brown hair just past his ears and back of his neck, his body slim yet not overly so and small amount of muscle to him as well as a small amount of facial hair.
Name: Zeall Stryder
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Race/Species: Human
Occupation: Padawan
Faction: Jedi Order

Possessions

Weapons (if any): Single bladed hilt lightsaber with green blade.
Equipment: Utility belt, A99 aquata breather, Nutrient capsule.
Clothing: Traditional Jedi Robes
Personal Ship: N/A (Provided transport through Jedi Order)

Combat

Power/Abilities: He is agile as well as being able to use the force to increase his running speed as well as leaping into combat. The forms he's best with yet not quite mastered are Form I (Shii-Cho), Form III (Soresu) (moderately proficient), Form V (Shien) (can use the form but not well) , Form VII (Juyo/Vaapad) (below average – favorite form)
Combat: He is skilled in lightsaber combat though when it comes to using the force he is about average with it, though he mostly uses it to give him an edge with enhancing his natural abilities such as running and leaping. However regarding his lightsaber combat he's too quick to resort to Form VII, it being one of his favorites with how aggressive it is even though he's not very proficient with it.

Personal Info

Personality: He's arrogant and sometimes cocky, though his intentions are in the best place, he can be impatient and not always wait for some kind of action to start and instead be the instigator. He tries to stick by the Jedi code though feels it is a hindrance at times and thinks it would be better to act in whatever manner the Jedi saw fit.
Religion: He doesn't have any real religious beliefs, so he tries to stick by the Jedi code, feeling what it represents holds something he can believe in, though he doesn't like how strict it can be, he tries to follow it fully.
History: Zeall had been born on Nar Shaddaa, his parents had been unfortunately killed in the crossfire of a gang attack one day, leaving him to fend for himself with no other family. He had been picked up by some slavers and sold to the Hutts where he was a slave for two years before finally figuring out a way to sneak away and hid amongst the streets of Nar Shaddaa, barely surviving as he scrounged through garbage trying to find a meal. He eventually came across who would be his future master one day when he had stole from a shop, having been sick of eating garbage for short amount of time he did and was chased. He accidentally bumped into Sasari, causing him to fall and then looked up at her before looking back at the shopkeeper chasing him and quickly hid behind her. Instantly she could feel the force flowing through him, she felt the force had made this interaction happen and with that paid the man chasing Zeall and told the boy in a joking manner he would pay her back by becoming a Jedi.
He had heard stories of Jedi and how great they were and he wanted to be one too and gladly accepted her proposal, he knew it would at least beat having to eat garbage to just try and survive. When they had arrived to the council on Coruscant, he was tested to see if he had force sensitivity, he did, however some council members were concerned since he was a year over the accepting age, however Sasari pleaded his case, ensuring that she would personally train him. The council debated a little more but figured if it was Sasari teaching the boy, then he would perhaps turn out well, both as a Jedi and a person. That was 11 years ago, now as a Padawan to Sasari, he has gone under rigorous training, he feels he's nearly complete with being a Padawan and is looking to be given the rank of Jedi Knight.
Family: None (Mother: Deceased, Father: Deceased), no extended family.

[XLegs]

Thena Solborne

Thena Solborne

Appearance & Basic Info

Physical Description:
Thena is a young woman who stands at a height of 5'7", and weighs 130 lbs. She is fit and healthy due to her training, giving her a slender and lightly toned body that hides a surprising amount of strength.

Her most striking feature is her shoulder-length, pale-blonde hair that appears white under any light. She usually has it tied up in a small ponytail, and being a Jedi apprentice, has the braid which signifies so by her right ear. Her heart-shaped face, expressive emerald-green eyes, small lips, and rounded nose make her appear even younger than she already is -- a fact that annoys her a bit.
Name:
Thena Solborne
Age:
19
Gender:
Female
Race/Species:
Human
Occupation:
Jedi Padawan
Faction:
The Jedi Order

Possessions

Weapons:
A typical green-bladed lightsaber
Equipment:
Communication unit
Clothing:
Standard Jedi apparel: a light-brown tunic, and dark-brown boots and robe
Personal Ship:
Standard Delta-7B Aethersprite-class light interceptor

Ship

Combat

Power/Abilities:
Thena is extremely attuned to the Force, displaying tremendous amounts of sense for and control over it despite her young age. She has an excellent handle on all the core abilities that young Jedi initiates are taught, being particularly adept with Force speed and Force push. In her time as a Padawan, she's found other ways to utilize the Force -- some of these learned under the guidance of her Master, and others discovered on her own.

Notable abilities:
Force speed
Along with the regular, basic application of sprinting at high speed for a brief period of time, Thena can use this ability to augment her fighting capabilities by increasing the speed at which she delivers strikes and blocks.

Force push:
When given a moment to focus and gather herself, Thena can make this come out as more of a telekinetic explosion rather than a push, though using this ability in such a way is extremely draining. In a similar manner, she can create a Force wave to push against everything around her at once.

Force slow:
A dark side Force power that Thena happened upon herself, it clouds the target's mind, slowing them down both mentally and physically, essentially being Force speed's direct opposite.

Force subjugate:
An ability similar to Force persuasion, but that is far more invasive and draws on the dark side of the Force. The target is compelled to do as Thena wishes, and experiences splitting pain if they attempt to resist and aren't strong enough to do so successfully, their mind being damaged until they give in.

Force grip:
Thena can apply pressure around a target's body, immobilizing them.

Combat:
When Thena fights, her focus is primarily on speed and precision -- with weapons as deadly as lightsabers, strength isn't as important in her eyes, as long as she avoids locking blades with others. She utilizes Force speed heavily, and Force slow more sparingly, to overwhelm opponents with fast and constant blows. Her fighting style is practiced and elegant, but has a surprising amount of aggressiveness to it -- while she currently tries not to due to the Jedi teachings, she often makes use of her emotions in combat.

When she sees an opportunity, she will use Force grip and Force subjugate on enemies, but these tend to not be worth the effort against other, strong-willed Force users who can push back well. Though such abilities can often work well as distractions to create openings.

Personal Info

Personality:
Thena is emotional, there's no getting around that. She gets nervous when preparing for missions, feels fear when things go awry, becomes giddy when being praised by Master Jedi, and more. What separates her from others, though, is how well she can harness and control her emotions -- she does what she can to stifle them as she is supposed to, to not disappoint the Jedi Order, but is always at her best when she allows herself to embrace them and shape them to be beneficial to her. She understands why Jedi are told not to do so, as she can feel the pull of the dark side when she does this, but an almost inhuman level of mental strength, focus, and determination allows her to resist that pull with very little issue.

She is almost always seen with a light scowl, appearing deep in thought and extremely focused, even when making small talk. This is because she is constantly looking within herself, checking her emotions and training herself to control them. When not in this pseudo-meditative state, her kind, somewhat bubbly nature shows through -- she giggles and pouts at the slightest provocation, wearing a bright smile when not doing either. She greatly enjoys helping people, and has a strong sense of justice, though has a tendency to believe that ends justify means.

While she doesn't quite realize it herself, the years of being a star pupil have left her a bit arrogant and overconfident. This is not helped by the fact that she suspects all other Jedi are too afraid and/or too weak to use the dark side of the Force without being corrupted by it, seeing as she can easily resist its influence whenever she taps into it. At least, for now, when she only uses it sparingly.

Religion:
While Thena does her best to follow the Jedi way, she simply can't do so fully, disagreeing with it too much. She dislikes the rigidity of the Jedi code, and feels it essentially forces her and all Jedi to throw away their individuality by demanding that they be emotionless and unfeeling. She believes that Jedi should be taught that using their emotions to gain strength in the appropriate situations is acceptable, and that they should also be trained to resist the pull of the dark side that may arise from this -- rather than being told to fear everything about the dark side.

She feels that, as a Force-sensitive, she should be free to tap into both sides -- that there must be a reason that there is both light and dark, that both must be necessary to the galaxy, and to deny a full half of it to not only be blasphemous, but also stupid. Stupid, as it makes the Jedi weaker than they could be, diminishing their ability to protect civilization and it's innocents.

It's a philosophy that Thena will likely soon come to fully embrace, setting her on a dangerous path that she hopes will allow her to become what she sees as an 'ideal' Force-user -- one who can freely use both sides of the Force while being able to withstand the corruption of the dark side, allowing her to protect the galaxy far more effectively than any light-side user could.

History:
Though Thena was born on Dantooine to a happy family, her affinity to the Force meant she was discovered and taken in by the Jedi quickly enough that she cannot remember anything beyond her parents faces, let alone their reasons for agreeing to give her away.

From there, she lived the mostly regular life of a Jedi initiate. She displayed both an immense amount of promise with the Force along with a tendency to rebel, which garnered her a fair bit of attention. Even in her younger years, the Jedi Code didn't fully sit well with her. After getting in trouble enough times for going against it, she began her mental training to control her emotions, but doing so in a way that she taught herself to hide them rather than kill them.

Soon enough, she passed her Initiate trials and became the apprentice of Jedi Master Elden Navarr, an older man specifically chosen for her due to her rebellious streak, as he was considered to be an exemplary Jedi by all.

She worried, at first, thinking he'd be extremely strict and wouldn't allow her way of thinking or doing things.

It turned out she had nothing to fear. Elden was the kindest person she had ever met, and it didn't take long for her to be comfortable enough with him that she began to voice her opinion about the Jedi and how she felt they should do things. Master Navarr listened intently to her, and even empathized.

Even now, he doesn't try to change her way of thinking. He doesn't actively encourage it, either, but he lets it slide on the condition that she, at least, keeps up the appearances of a proper Jedi. Thena isn't quite sure why he allows it, but she takes what she can get.

The two have grown very close over the years, and Thena very much considers him to be a father to her.

Family:
A mother and father that were last seen on Dantooine. Thena does not know anything beyond this, including their current whereabouts or if she has any extended family.

[Subject Zero]

Bob

Appearance & Basic Info

Physical Description:
Bob is a fairly typical looking Kushiban. Standing about 0.6 metres tall, he has long ears and a bushy tail. Like all Kushiban, Bob's fur changes colour with his mood. The standard colour being white. Bob has learned to control these colour changes to blend in with his environment but sometimes he changes without realizing when his emotions get the better of him.

Name:
Bobecc (Bob to his friends)

Age:
43

Gender:
Male

Race/Species:
Kushiban

Occupation:
Wanderer (takes jobs whenever and wherever he needs to)

Faction:
Bob doesn't like to swear allegiance to any group. He has been known to associate with the jedi however.

Posessions

Weapons:
Usually carries twin pistols and a vibroblade but will carry others from time to time.

Equipment:
Doesn't usually carry much beyond a comm unit, some credits and bits and bobs...No pun intended.

Clothing:
Bob is usually only covered by his own fur but when he does wear clothes, his outfit's are usually rather understated.

Personal Ship:

The Trailblazer

Combat

Power/Abilities:
Bob is force sensitive, though this is information he doesn't choose to share with many people. His powers include the following:

Senses - Kushiban senses are normally good but with Bob's force sensitivity, his awareness of his surrounding is heightened. He can often detect when a threat is nearby. He can occasionally sense specific individuals but only if he knows them well.

Telekinesis - Bob's skill with this is nowhere near the level of a jedi. He can use it to put some added strength behind his blows and propel himself further and faster but beyond that, he's only able to manipulate small objects.

Animal Communication - Through this force power, Bob is able to communicate with non sentient animals to a limited degree. Not so much in words but more a vague sense of feelings. He can't exactly control animals but has been known to convince some to aid him. This power is particularly useful to Bob as every creature larger than him seems to want to eat him.

Agility - As a Kushiban, Bob is also highly agile. He is able to leap heights that a humanoid would not be able to and is incredibly fast when running on all four legs. Despite being able to walk on his hind legs, he is somewhat ungainly when running upright.

Stealth - Bob is a very small creature and, as such, he is very easily overlooked. He can fit into spaces that larger species can't and can also hide in the shadows when changing his fur colour to black.

Combat:
Despite his size and unassuming nature, Bob is a master combatant and seems to love a good fight. He has received training in a number of different fighting styles including both armed and unarmed combat. He may lack some of the strength of a larger species but he isn't above employing a little bit of telekinesis behind his blows to make up for this. He strikes with an alarming efficiency and often seems to know exactly where to strike an opponent to do the most damage. In battle, Bob is a whirlwind of motion as he springs, leaps and twirls around the enemy, never seeming to stay in one place for more than a second.

Personal Info

Personality:
Bob is well known for his cantankerous attitude. He broods a lot and will often complain about other people and things. At 43 years old, he's somewhat middle-aged and believes he has earned the right to be cranky. He has been through a lot in his lifetime and his experiences have left him tired of people's poodoo. He doesn't mince his words but he also knows when tact and diplomacy are called for.
He has a tendency to be somewhat sneaky and will often use the fact that most people overlook him, believing him to be a pet or some kind of vermin, to his advantage. One of his favourite tactics is to hide in plain sight and wait for an enemy to get close.
He also has a distinct mischievous side and loves to play pranks on the unsuspecting.
Despite his generally grumpy nature, he has a tendency to act as something of a mentor to those he considers friends. His wise old sage side often shows itself around younger people.
(Just imagine Clint Eastwood as a space bunny. That's Bob.)

Religion:
None. Bob believes in the force but doesn't think it's something that needs to be worshipped like the Jedi do.

History:
Bob never really fit in back on Kushibah. While the rest of his people were content to just frolic in the fields, Bob longed for adventure. Most Kushiban avoided and feared Xincra-beasts. Bob actively sought them out to test himself against them. He acquired a few scars from some close calls but he always came out on top.
He was never liked the others. He was reckless and headstrong and often got into trouble. The others looked at him like he was some kind of lunatic who would bring chaos upon them one day. His parents wanted him to become a farmer like them but the idea filled Bob with dread. He knew the life of a farmer was not for him. So when a stranger crash landed on Kushibah, Bob hatched a plan. It was simple enough for him to stowaway on the strangers vessel once it had been repaired. He didn't even look back.
Once he was among the stars, Bob came out of hiding. The stranger mistook him for a simple minded animal that had accidentally wandered onto the ship. Bob was more than willing to let him keep thinking this. The stranger, whom Bob learned was a bounty hunter named Tyris Komo, took Bob across the galaxy with him. Bob took in the sights and sounds and learned how everything worked. It was amazing.
Sadly, his friend met an untimely end. Tyris Komo was struck down by a blaster bolt while trying to apprehend a bounty. Bob lashed out the a telekinetic push and struck down his friend's killer, revealing himself to the dying Komo. Tyris was surprised to say the least but he was happy that his friend was there for him in the end. Tyris Komo died with a smile on his face.
From that point on, Bob wandered across the galaxy, never really staying in one place for long. He took jobs here and there as he explored. He learned to defend himself and learned that he was force sensitive. He received some training in the force from a friendly Jedi but the life of a Jedi was not for him.
Bob has been wandering the galaxy for decades now and has become grizzled and tired. He has seen a lot. Some of it good, some of it really really bad. Yet he still doesn't regret his decision to leave home.

Family:
A bunch of littermates back home.

[2b3heart]

Zeshra

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Physical Description: Zeshla is about average for a Togruta female, though she is a bit smaller. She stands around 1.5 meters (5ft) tall and has a slim physique. Her montrals(horns) let her detect spacial proximity of things around her.
Name: Zeshla Kyr
Age: 25
Gender: female
Race/Species: Togruta
Occupation: Sith assassin, but more dark Jedi.
Faction: partially Sith but she also does her own work.

Weapons (if any): Dual lightsabers. One yellow, one red. Her yellow lightsaber is a remnant of her Jedi days and posses a natural crystal while her red contains a synthetic.

Lightsabers

Yellow:
Red:

Equipment: She carries a simple comlink for communication. Nothing much else.
Clothing: Minimal to allow easier movement. She wears a simple wrapped top (Like picture) and simple pants with the Togruta sash. She wears no shoes to better connect herself with the world. She also wears a black cloak.
Personal Ship:

Nightwing

Abilities:
The force increases Zeshla's natural ultrasonic abilities to increase the distance of her detection. Zeshla has also spent years refining her force cloaking abilities to better suit what she does.
Combat: Zeshla uses the Vaapad form: the form of fast attacks, so fast, some can't tell how many sabers a person really using. (This is Mace Windu's form btw).

Personality: Zeshla is unlike most Togruta: she prefers to be alone. She finds others to be a hindrance to her goals. She is not quite as mean and sinister like other Sith, as she is actually closer to the grey than the true dark side. She believes that there are times of kindness and times of cruelness. Zeshla prefers to find fun in her work and likes to find creative ways to do things. She uses her hunter instincts to find and hunt her victims much like the old ways of the Togruta.
Religion: She believes deeply in the Force.
History: At a young age, Zeshla was taken from her family to be raised to become a Jedi. She was found to be strong with the force and she was taken from Shili to Coruscant. She was trained in her clan, passing all of her trials and gaining her crystal from The Gathering. Zeshra was then trained as a padawan to be a Jedi Sentinel, more specifically to become a Jedi Shadow and take out people who dealt with the dark side. The dark side often tempted the young Zeshra and in secret, she began to teach herself more about the dark side. Zeshra and her master were soon sent out to the outer rim to hunt down a group of sith acolytes. During this hunt, Zeshra killed her master and set off to join the acolytes and soon later, go to Korriban. There she learned the secrets of the Dark side, but she never truly lost her ties to the Light.
Now, Zeshra is often seen taking bounty hunting jobs or being sent out to hunt Jedi for the Sith.
Family: She had a mother and Father back on Shili, but she doesn't know them very well.

[Trigani]

Val Archanius

Physical Description
Standing 6'1" tall and weighs around 175 pounds, he has a rather athletic build. He has chestnut brown hair that he keeps neatly trimmed from his lightning blue eyes. Several scars from previous battles are prevalent on his face.

Name
Val Archanius

Age
36

Gender
Male

Race/Species
Human

Homeworld
Kuat

Occupation
Jedi Hunter/Sith Teacher

Faction
The Sith
Weapons
Two lightsabers, similar in design; one is a blood orange while the other is a crimson red blade. Their hilts are rather ornate yet modern with being mainly black with silver rings wrapping around.

Equipment

Clothing

Personal com-link
Holoprojector
Grapplehook
Utility belt
Nutrient capsules

Personal Ship

The Nightstalker

Power/Abilities
Tapping into the dark side as led Val to learn many terrible powers. These powers bring him closer to the sadistic embrace of the dark side. They are conjured from his hate, anger, cruelty and many other feelings. He learned many of these abilities from his deceased master. Several of the abilities are; force lightning, force choke, force fear/mind control, force destruction and as his knowledge expands, so does his understanding the dark side of the force. His time with the Jedi taught him basic abilities. He is rather proficient with the Force and is a moderate with a lightsaber, during battle he calls upon the dark side to aide him.

Combat
During his time with both the Jedi and the Sith, Val has learned many combat forms, although he prefers the barbaric and sadistic nature of the Sith forms, such as Form VII and Dun Möch. He usually calls upon the Force to win the tide of battle, using any means necessary to overcome his challenger. He fights offensively, with the backing of hate and rage to devastate the opposition.

Personality
Before his descent to the Dark Side, Val was known to be quite a solemn character. He took his training seriously, trying to gain as much knowledge as possible. His teacher's warned him of trying to get too much power too fast, that it would corrupt him if he didn't take precaution, as the dark side was allows a threat. He was seen as too ambitious. Other than being solemn, Val is rather firm and wholehearted. He will take stand with his convictions and won't back down from them, even if he is wrong. He is impulsive and careless, doing whatever he wants without thinking about the drawbacks of his actions, which got him in trouble numerous times. His unquenchable thirst for power led him astray, his own ambition corrupted him. The lure of the dark side made him more aggressive and deceitful. He strives to be powerful and all-knowing, even if he has to eliminate anyone opposing his path.

Religion
Vel has no real religion, other than the Code of the Sith.

History
Born on Kuat, famous for its shipyards, Vel never saw much of his homeworld. He was an only child. His parents were semi-successful merchants and they were always on the move, going to world to world. He saw much of the galaxy in his youth. It wasn't until they made a trip to Coruscant that it all changed. a Jedi sensed the force in the young boy upon his time on the city-covered planet. His parents believing that his life would be better off with the Jedi than spending his entire life moving around trying to make ends meet, they agreed to let him into the custody of this Jedi, whom he would be Val's master.

During his initiation and training, Val was always going through the library, trying to learn more about the ways of the Force, hoping to become a great and powerful Jedi. He finished his Initiate Trials and become the Padawan of his founder, a Nautolan named Rhudakoor Majie. He spent many years under Rhudakoor's tutelage. Rhudakoor endorsed Val to learn more about the Force, to derive more power from knowledge. Some say Rhudakoor was pushing Val into the dark side.

The duo were sent out to various missions, Val proved himself to be a worthy apprentice. Rhudakoor revealed that he was planning on joining the dark forces, for he too was tempted by the proclaimed ultimate power the dark side possessed. Rhudakoor wanted Val to go to Korriban with him. The power-hungry boy followed his master. After their time in Korriban, the Apprentice became the Master. Val has scars from the battle, which was his only way to prove to the Sith that he strong enough to be called one of them.

Family
Both of his parents are alive, though he has no idea where they are, being that they are merchants and always on the move. He cares little for them anymore.

The only one that he considered family was his Master, Rhudakoor, before his unfateful demise at the hands of Val.

[Monkeypants]

Admiral Graan

Appearance & Basic Info

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Graan

Physical Description:

Graan is an older man of average height. He is not obese but is starting to show signs of a larger abdomen. He is still fit for his age but the possession of a deep, rough voice always seems to offset his frail appearance.

Name:

Admiral Graan Nasin

Age:

52

Gender:

Male

Race/Species:

Human

Occupation:

Republic Judicial Forces admiral

Faction:

Republic

Possessions

Weaponry :

Standard issue pistol

Equipment:

Being an admiral of the republic grants him access to what ever is available for the job at hand.

Clothing:

Standard judicial force Admiral attire. He owns off duty clothing but rarely wears them. He prefers the pressed formal uniforms of his post.

Personal Ship:

The Admiral currently commands the 104th Battle group. It is a small picket task force consisting of five capital ships. and twenty-four small craft.

The flagship Paladin, a modified Dreadnought-class.
Three Consular class cruisers, one being the lead ship Arado
One Rescue and Logistics vessel. It is similar to a Consular cruiser but slightly smaller and an larger profile for its contents.

Small craft
Sixteen Lancet fighters
four modified Lancet fighters boasting proton torpedoes. This fighter variant is just as fast but less maneuverable due to the added weight.
Two Standard Theta-class shuttles.
Two Modified Theta-class shuttles. Both operate as tug/rescue vessels and probe carriers. These two ships have notably larger engines due to the need for more power for towing larger vessels.

---Paladin---

A Republic Dreadnought-class boasting considerable firepower. It has no notable distinctions from other dreadnought-class warships aside from being the command ship for the 104th Battle group. This vessel does contain one considerable difference from a standard Dreadnought, this being the addition of an externally mounted hangar bay. The Hangar does contain light anti-fighter weaponry.

---Arado---

A Republic Consular-class cruiser that has been up-gunned to operate in the Battle group. This ship, like the Paladin, is not spectacular compared to other up-gunned cruisers.

Combat

Power/Abilities:
His main power is the forces he commands. There are veterans and new recruits alike serving in his force. His directions directly influence the morale of his men and women. If his decisions are horrid, people will not fight for him. Luckily he has a good reputation among his troops and various successful engagements with pirate forces, some of which were in terms of sheer firepower were far superior.

His abilities is his trust in the officers below him. Most have been trained by Graan himself so there are high expectations. These officers so far, have shown dedication to not only the republic but graan himself. This respect filters through the command to the standard soldier quickly and as of the start of the operation in this sector of space, the respect is very high.

Combat:

Graan is straight forward with his combat abilities. He knows how to work a blaster. His accuracy far surpasses most soldiers that use the same weapon. He is proficient with most weaponry that exists, a crucial part of his training is knowing what can be thrown at you. He is skilled in hand to hand but due to his age, he has to rely on skill rather than physical strength. This is not saying he is weak but he is by far no jedi or sith.

Personal Info

Personality:

Graan is a straightforward, no nonsense man. He doesn't have a galaxy wide reputation but those that has met him know he is honest. He has the up most respect for his superiors and the jedi whom operate as the peacekeepers of the republic. He dislikes the Sith due to the decades of propaganda of their evil ways. To this day he has never personally met a true Sith knight or lord.

Religion:

The closest thing to religion he would ever claim is Cosmic balance. He is a firm believer that if his men are good, their victims were not.

History:

Graan grew up on Coruscant to a average wealth family of ten. His mother worked as a bar tender and his father worked as a repulsar lift mechanic.

He had four sisters and three brothers. All of which had various jobs. His most notable was Aorus Nasin whom was ten years older. He was in the Judicial navy only to be killed during a faulty exercise involving his fighter.

As he grew up there was no real struggle. Life was good for him for the most part. He did however have no desire to work the mundane jobs of his family. Once he approached the proper age to join the military, he did.

He rose through the ranks and was eventually given a starship. His exemplary service gained him medals and recognition within the service and after a short time was attached to the 17th fleet as a low rank admiral and given the 104th battle group.

Family:

Mother- Deceased from age. Bartender
Father- Deceased from age. Mechanic
Aorus Nasin- Older brother KIA in military accident.
Brother-
Brother-
Sister-
Sister-
Sister-
Sister-
Will add if it becomes actually relevant to his story.

[The Canadian]

Appearance & Basic Info

Physical Description: Flint has short greyish hair, bright green eyes & a thick moustache. He stands at 6'2" and has an athletic body type. He has a scar across the right side of his jaw from his cheek bone to the top of his chest.
Name: Grand Admiral Flint Garland
Age: 62 Years Old
Homeword: Coruscant
Gender: Male
Race/Species: Human
Occupation: Grand Admiral of the Republic Military
Faction: The Galactic Republic

Possessions

Weapons (if any): DL-44 Blaster Pistol
Equipment: Access to entire Republic Military equipment
Clothing: Grey Admiral jacket with Grand Admiral medals, grey admiral pants & military grade boots.
Personal Ship: Venator-Class Star Destroyer "Independence 1"

Independence 1

Combat:

Power/Abilities: Flint has no powers but is known to have a very high pain tolerance, endurance & stamina on the battlefield despite his age.
Combat: Flint Garland was a weapon specialist in his years serving the Republic military and is professional with most ranged weapons & all standard Republic military vehicles.

Personal Info

Personality: Flint is a hardened war vet having served the Republic Military for most of his life. He is narrow-minded in terms of the Jedi and do not accept their ways, as he has gained the love for war, calling himself a Mandalorian born in the wrong century. He takes crap from nobody and will put the highest ranking officers and politicians in their place. Though he is rough around the edges, he is loyal to a fault and will do whatever is necessary for the Republic & his soldiers. He will never leave a soldier behind even if there is only the slightest chance of survival.
Religion: None
History: Flint was born on Coruscant as a single child shortly before the "Coruscant Raid" which was a massive brigade of resistance troops to overthrow Coruscant, but was quickly overthrown by both the military & Jedi Order. His father was a First Officer serving in the Republic Military and pushed his son constantly to join the army. In his youth Flint focused more on becoming a Jedi, though he was not force sensitive. He begged the Jedi Masters and was denied on several occasions; he has hated them ever since.
Eventually his father threatened to kick him from their home if he didn't join the military, so he complied. He had a rough upbringing under his father who was very abusive and tough on him and expected far too much. From day one Flint exceeded in his classes and training in the military and climbed the ranks quickly. He eventually surpassed his father's position as Commander when he was 29 years old, due to a senior officer being killed in combat. His father never congratulated him on his achievement.
Flint used this to fuel his succession in the military. When Flint turned 39 his father was stationed on Bakura when a brigade of resistance forces ambushed his fathers squad, whilst another brigade attacked Rodia for control. Flint was given the decision to stop the ambush on Bakura (which was not a strategically important location) or save Rodia (which was strategically important). Without a thought he chose Rodia, which ultimately led to them taking back Bakura, but his father was killed. When questioned about his decision to let his father die he said, "My father died not knowing what I will accomplish, and I'm happy about that. He doesn't deserve to know. He didn't deserve to know then, and he doesn't now. May be burn in hell." For his efforts he was promoted to Admiral, and when he turned 53 he was promoted to Grand Admiral when his superior died of old age, and chose him for the part.
Family: Gred Garland (Father), Tary Garland (Mother)

[The Canadian]

Appearance & Basic Info

Physical Description: Deera Stari is a Rodian who stands at about 5'5", has green skin, black eyes, and short orange hair.
Name: Deera Stari
Age: 22 Years Old
Homeword: Rodia
Gender: Female
Race/Species: Rodian
Occupation: Treasure Hunter / Archaeologist
Faction: None

Possessions

Weapons (if any): A280 Blaster Rifle, Duel DE-10 Blaster Pistols, Thermal Detonators x3, Flash Grenades x3, Thermal Imploder & Vibroblade.
Equipment: Archeology Kit (digging tools, brushes, pickaxes, etc.), binoculars, material & bio-scanners, comlink & holo-transmitter.
Clothing: White robes, brown Eriadu armour (gloves, chest, back, thighs & boots) & pilot's goggles.
Personal Ship: YT-1300 Light Freighter "The Star Hunter"

The Star Hunter

Combat:

Power/Abilities: Deera has great stamina, agility & stealth.
Combat: Deera is proficient at long ranged combat with blasters and rifles and is very precise. She also knows a fair amount of hand-to-hand combat that she learned from her Grey Jedi friend. Her weakness is her strength so she relies on her long ranged combat and tries to avoid conflict all together if possible as she cannot stand the sight of bloodshed.

Personal Info

Personality: Deera is very loud, obnoxious & loves her work. She gets excited about anything to do with history or treasure. Though she is currently a famed treasure hunter, she does not do it for the fame or money, but rather the experience. She is very defensive and easily offended for her gender and race. She is short tempered, feisty and won't take anyone's crap (unless they are intimidating, usually she admits this in hindsight). She paints herself as a bit of a pansy without her guns.
Religion: None
History: Deera was born on Rodia but was quickly transferred with her family on Jakku to be a slave, as resistance forces had invaded the planet and started a small scale war. Her family took the first opportunity to leave, but left her behind to be a slave. Enraged by this at a young age, she made several escape attempts until when she was 13 years old, succeeded by hopping on a freighter as a stowaway. The man aboard nearly killed her until she told him her story, and he felt bad. She learned that he was a Grey Jedi and wanted to learn but he denied even the thought of it, but he said he'd help her find her way and train her how to stay alive. She looked to history and was enthralled by it, not knowing it would change her life forever.
Her friend told her everything he knew and brought her to Coruscant to begin her career as a treasure hunter & archaeologist. Within a few years she was fluent in most historical texts dating back to the Hyperspace Wars. After six years of travelling with Jared he sent her on her way to make a name for herself, as he had other matters to attend to, but said he'd always be there for her. She went on her way and when she turned 20 she made the discovery of her life. She took a lead that many researchers and archaeologists had ignored and found an ancient holocron that Darth Revan used back in the Mandalorian Wars. She brought it to the Jedi and was rewarded for her efforts, which in turn put her on the map as a major treasure hunter; she'd been getting jobs ever since.
When she turned 21 years old she received a call from Jared and he was in rough shape. She went to visit him on Ando Prime to find that he had been slain by a Sith Hunter named Val Archanius (@Trigani Let me know if this is cool with you, otherwise I'll just change the name). She vowed to have him avenged and began hunting the hunter. Between treasure hunting jobs she uses whatever resources necessary to find the Sith and avenge her fallen friend.
Family: She considers Jared Theck, a Grey Jedi her only family as hers left her for a slave before she could talk.

[Trigani]

@The CanadianThat's totally cool with me.

[Amelian Draco]

Bejo Calad

Picture:

My Hider

Physical Description: Above average height, well built body, has short black hair, and brown eyes
Name: Bejo Calad
Age: 43
Gender: Male
Race/Species: Mandalorian
Occupation: Mandalorian Veteran
Faction: The Remnants of Mandalore

Weapons (if any):D40 Blaster Carbine, thermo detonator, Vibrosword
Equipment: Jump Pack
Clothing: Madalorian Veteran Armor
Personal Ship: none

Power/Abilities: Mandalorian healing factor, high pain tolerances, known for being just as fast as he is strong
Combat: Very skilled in hand-to-hand combat from years of experience and not to bad of a shot

Personality:When Bejo was young he was hot-blooded and wild, now he tends to be a little more collective in the ways he takes care of things. Like most mandaloreians, he dislikes weakness on the battlefield. Unlike most he knows where the battlefield ends.
Religion:none
History:Bejo has served with Mandalore since the day he could hold a blaster. He's Mother and Father die in battle during a raid on Republic convoy. Never knowing them, he was raised by the his father's close friend, Jado Calad. Growing up he was trained to only know war, and to look down on weakness. In time he became an excellent warrior.

By the time he was in his early twenties, Bejo was a respected Lieutenant. Leading his troops for the glory of Mandalore. Becoming well known for his rage on the battlefield, and skill with a vibroblade. He never got tired of the rush of battle during this time in his life. this was all he knew and lived for.

Later on during his Late thirties, he lead a raid on mining planet on the rim of the galaxy. This battle would change him. The mining operation was a cover for an apparent sith base. Bejo lead his troops into a battle like they've never seen before. Using a Basilisk to drop into the thick of the fighting, he found himself fighting one of the sith warriors. The fight was blur, a flashing of blade on saber. dead everywhere. When it was over the sith escaped and the base was raided, but the fight seemed to have taken some of the flame out of him. Something that not many dare to take to him about.

After the battle with the sith Bejo was promoted one of Madalore's personal officers, taking orders on from only Madalore himself. Fighting alongside his leader was the most honorable thing he believes he's done. While standing at his side Bejo has also formed a form of friendship with Madalore
Family:Father and mother dead, Godfather: Jado Calad

Alxle Dee

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My Hider

Physical Description: small old man, not to much out of shape
Name: Alxle Dee
Age: 56
Gender: Male
Race/Species: Human
Occupation: Senator
Faction: Galatic Republic

Weapons (if any):Holdout Blaster for personal defense
Equipment: none
Clothing: noble's clothes
Personal Ship:

the Hopeful

Power/Abilities: At one point of his life was not too bad of a pilot
Combat:has some training with blasters

Personality:Alxle is a kindhearted man, who cares for the well being of those around him, but knows how to be cold to those who deserve a cold heart.
Religion:none
History:Alxle was raised in a powerful noble family. His father being the senator form one of the moons of Coruscant. He was raised to know how to deal with political situations and how to defend himself from assassins. While he was a teen he would sneak out and take joyrides in a family ship. He was never caught, but one night the ship was destroyed during an assassination attempt on his father's life, ending his midnight joyrides.

During during his twenties he would join his father during meetings and negotiations. Alxle met many different flavors of people during this time of his life, and he took in every moment of it. At some point his father started to let him actually work with him. Alxle soon was speaking in meetings, or dealing with other matters that his father couldn't take care of. This came even more so when his father became sick.

By the time Alxle was 34 his father was bedridden and he had all, but taken his place. His father had come down with a rare sickness that would slowly kill him. Alxle spent what free time he had trying to find a cure for his father, almost getting himself killed twice. His father was barely alive when Alxle had finally found a cure. Within a week his father was his old self, and Alxle happily returned his position to him.

At the age of 40, just two years after his father was cured, Alxle received a message stating that his father had been assassinated by a group of terrorist. Alxle was accepted the position as senator with hope that he would make the world better than what it was.
Family: Father: Marcus Dee deceased, Mother; Luran Dee

[Vulkan]

Liliam Arcanel

Physical Description: Tall, standing at about 6'2, he is extremely well muscled, just like many other sith. He keeps his face under a hood most of the time, only taking it off when he is fighting something that he considers a challenge. His eyes are a bright red, with his skin being a slightly darker shade of red than the average pureblood. He does not wear the facial jewelery so common with sith. He has spines on the side of his eyes and either side of his chin.

Name: Liliam Arcanel
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race/Species: Sith Pureblood
Occupation: Sith Warrior
Faction: The Sith. Obviously.

Possessions [-]
Weapons (if any):Two lightsabers, one being a deep red and one being a dark purple. The hilts of the lightsabers are rather plain, as Liliam has never seen any point in making a hilt look pretty. He only uses one lightsaber at a time unless he is put in a situation that specifically needs two. He is far more skilled with just one.

Equipment:
Bacta Packs (quite a lot of these, he believes in being prepared)
Field Rations
A personal comlink built into the neck of his armour.
A belt to keep all these things in

Clothing: Heavy armour styled in red and black, composing of heavy plates over his arms, chest and legs over a black bodyglove. It originally covered his entire body, but he removed parts of it to allow for speed.

Personal Ship

A D-5 Mantis patrol craft, repainted black and red to signify it as a sith ship.

Combat [-]
Power/Abilities:
Force Lightning- An offensive attack where he fires lightning at an opponent. He is powerful enough to fire much larger blasts, but prefers to fire many small ones instead in the heat of battle.

Force Destruction- Another offensive attack, where he creates an energy field and fires it at an opponent. He rarely uses this, considering how exhausting it is.

Force Speed- Again, something he rarely uses unless it is an emergency. He believes that he should rely on his own skills unless absoutely necessary.

Force Choke- Choking with the force.

Force Healing- He has been trying to learn this, however, he is very bad at it, being more of a light side ability.

Combat: Liliam uses form VII in combat, preferring to cut his opponents to pieces as quickly as possible without giving them a chance to strike back. However, should a opponent be strong enough to challenge him, but not strong enough to pose a serious threat, he is known to switch to form III, to prolong the battle a little longer. He does this simply because he enjoys it. He utilises the force in combat, using attacks such as lightning and force destruction. He prefers to only use the force to give him an advantage in a fight, beleving that a worthy opponent should die from a lightsaber, not a blast of lightning.

Personal Info [-]
Personality: Surprisingly for a sith lord, Liliam is a perfectly cheerful and friendly man in person, always remaining polite and kind to even his opponents on the battlefield. Many people who have met him can barely believe that he is a sith, although the armour and lightsaber often give it away. However, he can be incredibly immature at times, considering important missions to be little more than jolly games, snarking at sith lords both older and stronger than him, and interpreting orders in his own way. He does know where to draw the line, although he does come close to crossing it at times.

However, when it comes to battle his friendliness drops and he shows a far more vicious side. He loves battle and everything about it, and will pick a fight for the simplest reason if he feels that the opponent is worth fighting. Oddly enough, he does accept yields, although he considers them to be beneath contempt. He generally shows more respect to his opponents than he does any other sith. It is his lifelong ambition to kill a jedi master, and often irritates any other sith who has killed a jedi with questions on what the battle was like, even if said jedi WASNT a master. He cares little for sith politics, but knows enough about them that he knows how not to be used. He is a lot more intelligent than he acts, but dousnt really care what his normal personality makes him seem like. Although hes a deadly fighter, his lust for battle can cause him to make mistakes, plus, his armor isnt all encompassing.

Religion: Nothing really.

History: Born on Korriban to a well known sith assassin and his paramour, he was placed in the academy at an early age and excelled in almost every way, proving himself to be one of the deadliest acolytes of his generation. He killed several others on his way to the top of the class, something he secretly feels a little guilty about.

When he was 16, he finally got to go up against the republic. He slaughtered an entire squad single handedly, and by the end of the mission, a total of thirty-eight republic troopers were dead at his hands, including their commanding officer. He enjoyed this immensely, and often watches holotapes of the battle in his spare time. SInce then, he has been on several low-key missions, of which he never actually enjoyed.

Since then, he has been getting more and more powerful by the day, and in his lust for more power, he has briefly considered practisting the light side in secret. He hasnt been able to though, with only a weak force healing ability to show for his research.

Family: Both his father and mother are still alive on Korriban. He is on relatively good terms with both of them, although he does consider them both incredibly stuck-up and jealous of his abilities. Hes not wrong on the first part.

[CorpusMundum]

Tuek Barlowe

Corsair Captain Barlowe

Physical Description: Years living in the barren and smog-clouded wastelands of his home world Rabaan, Tuek and many of his men are pale creatures with a sickly pallor and gaunt features. Tuek himself stands just under two meters in height, with an average build. Harsh conditions of his home and demanding nature of his work has caused his dark hair to begin greying prematurely, and it has not helped his looks either, appearing as a man who should be in his mid-forties. The corsair is marked with various tattoos hailing from his days as a raider in one of the many petty warbands of Rabaan.

Name: Tuek Barlowe

Age: 37

Gender: Male

Race/Species: Human

Occupation: Pirate captain/smuggler

Faction: Independent

Combat and Equipment

Weapons (if any): 12-gauge scatter-gun, .48-caliber Enforcer pistol, cortorsis-weaved vibrosword, hold-out blaster, and three thermal detonators.

Equipment: Personal comm unit, five clips of spare 12-gauge scatter-gun shells, three clips of spare .48 solid rounds, ration pack.

Clothing: Armor plated survival suit with waste recycler, leather greatcoat, boots, and gloves.

Personal Ship: Tuek's Flagship: Marauder-Class Corvette “The Rakian Prince”

The Rakian Prince

Power/Abilities:
Leadership- Tuek has become a rather skilled leader in the time he’s been a thief and corsair, the way he carries himself, speaks, and interacts with his men has earned him their respect, devotion, and even fear. He’s learned how to act as a commanding officer, a leader, and how to inspire those beneath him. A good soldier never questions; a good leader never doubts his commands.
Ship Repair- To run a ship, one needs to know its inner-workings. Years of refurbishing and retro-fitting damaged and older vessels has given Tuek a great wealth of knowledge on the subject of star ships and how to repair, maintain, and scavenge them. After all, victory is gained by mettle, glory by metal.
Savvy- Whether it’s knowing when he’s being given a bad deal, or surviving out in the wastes of Rabaan, Tuek’s experiences have made him wise beyond his years. When coupled with intuition or suspicion, this can be quite a useful skill in a tight spot.

Combat: Nearly two decades of raiding the wasted surface of Rabaan and piracy has made Tuek an expert in boarding and taking ships, convoys, etc. He and his men prefer the use of solid projectile weapons due to the abundance and a familiarity with the somewhat antiquated technology. Lets not forget the added bonus of the metal slugs being Jedi and Sith killers, which is paramount when raiding Republic or Sith ships. Countless brawls and gang wars in the industrial jungles of Rabaan have also made him rather skilled with a blade, relying on unconventional and underhanded tactics to compensate when facing a much more experienced opponent, or one with force-enhanced reflexes. Intimidation is also another integral part of combat for him and his men. A horde of faceless, shrouded brigands with thundering slug-throwers can be quite the frightening sight.

The Crew

Personal Information

Personality: Tuek is the type of man who is willing to take great risks to achieve his goals. He knows that he was meant to be more than just another petty raider or some poor sod toiling his life away in a mine or factory. As such, he seems to radiate a sense of purpose that many find to be both intimidating and inspiring. Surviving the hellish conditions of his home and his years as a corsair have hardened him, having to steal, murder, and extort simply to live. As such, he has come to believe that these things happened not because of fate, destiny, or due to any sort of all powerful Force; this was his own doing. By will alone did he survive, those who fell before him proving that their own was lacking.

Religion: Tuek has come to form his own philosophy on the nature of the galaxy and the universe. All things are born into chaos, and exist within chaos, so many other forces acting and dominating them. It is one’s duty to shape the chaos, create something from it through their will. In his eyes the Jedi deny themselves the means to create order, while the Sith are enslaved by their pursuit of ‘freedom’. They do not control the force; it controls them just as the moons shape the tides. But that is to say, order is not a lack of chaos, it is chaos shaped and controlled. From the hell that was Rabaan, Tuek’s will and ambition have carried him to the stars, and he will move the heavens themselves to forge his own path.

History: Born in the outer rim on a backwater world, called Rabaan by his kin, Tuek Barlowe was the second child of two factory dregs. Raised in poverty under the blackened skies of smog and pollution, the young boy did not feel fear or despair as he watched his parents work themselves to death. No, he felt rage, defiance, and a hope that he would not be like them.
He fought tooth and nail against the life that fate, the Industrial Barons, and the force had chosen for him. Becoming involved at a young age with one of the many worker-gangs that populated the depths of the foundries, Tuek learned what it would take for him to thrive. By stealing, beating, and slaying he fed himself, surviving on hope fueled by rage, and tempered by control. When he became skilled enough with a rifle and knife, he set out into the wastes, joining a brigand warband, reaping the benefits of plunder and slaughter. For years he and his ‘brothers’ ransacked trade caravans between the foundries, attacked the nomads who lived their lives in the wastes, and raided what few off-world ships came to port.
One such raid would prove to be a pivotal moment in his life, some fool smuggler come to peddle spice to the Barons in hope of tapping a new market. Tuek slit the man’s throat himself, his makeshift knife spilling blood onto the hot sand as the fool’s cries were silenced. Taking the ship for themselves, the brigands had made themselves smugglers. From there they continued to smuggle spice, weapons, and even slaves, all the while using their new vessel to steal other freighters and raid civilian vessels. Having established himself as the de-facto leader of the corsairs, Tuek began to amass a small fleet. Though still in his 20’s he had already had a taste of greatness, of purpose.
Over a decade of bloodshed, intimidation, and good business, Tuek Barlowe increased the size of his fleet and his crew. Fighters, transports, frieghters, and cruisers all became part of his growing horde, both by purchasing and commandeering the vessels. Most of his men hailed from Rabaan, seeking just a chance for greatness and prosperity even at the cost of their lives. Anything was better than toiling away to earn in a year what a single raid could provide. In this respect, they were more than thieves; they were as brothers. When the pirates managed to capture a Republic Marauder-Class Corvette, Tuek knew he had cemented the first few steps of his path. Repairing the vessel, and replacing its white and red colorscheme with brown and gold, the corsair captain renamed her “The Rakian Prince”, in honor of a myth his mother had told him when he was young. Now, with a flagship of his own, he continues to terrorize the Outer Rim, hunting for both riches and glory. In truth, all of that is secondary, so long as he is able to cement himself in the histories, and become a legend in his own right.

Family: His parents are long dead, his father maimed by the hazardous machines of one of the great foundries, and his mother taken by sickness. Though he has two brothers and a sister, the younger brother died in a gang war and he hasn’t spoken to the others in years. As for children, Tuek believes it could be possible that he has sired several children with partners he’s had during his travels, though none are known to him. In truth the only real family he has are his crew, all of whom would follow him to the end just for the chance at a better life.

[Trigani]

Something Big, Black and Hairy

Appearance

Physical Description
Big black and hairy, standing at 2.3 meters, Shorevge is rather big for Wookiees. He has green eyes that are hidden from his hair.

Name
Shorevge AKA Madclaw

Age
126

Gender
Male

Race/Species
Wookiee

Occupation
Ex-Mercenary, Val's Pet and Bodyguard

Faction
Ex-Red Star Syndicate, The Sith

Weapons
Traditional Wookiee Bowcaster

Equipment
Holopad
Comm link

Clothing
Simple harness to hold ammo, tools and other essentials.

Personal Ship
Has no ship of his own, usually flys with Val

Power/Abilities
He is able to lift objects that most can't with his sheer mass of muscles. His thighs and claws allows him to climb almost anywhere. His hunting and tracking skills are vital to Val, allowing the duo to find Jedi a lot quicker. Outstanding technical ingenuity, although Wookiees are considered to be low-tier on the technological scale, they have no trouble understanding modern technology or combining it with theirs. He is also Val's Navigator and mechanic.

Combat
Shorevge is highly aggressive. During ranged combat, he will try to use superior firepower to dominant his foe. In melee, he will most likely rip their arms out and beat them with it. His strength allows him to overcome most in hand-to-hand. Making him valuable to Val. Unlike most Wooks, Shorevge will use his claws in combat. The Dark Side has festered into him, making him more of a killing machine.

Personality
Shorevge comes off as distant, like he seems locked away inside. The only person who knows why is Val. The Wook is shows complete loyalty to the man. Some say that the Wook owed Val a life debt. With complete loyalty, comes complete obedience. If Val told Shorevge to do something, Shorevge would do it without a second though. During stressful situations, Shorevge is most likely aim towards action than conversing. His anger is not to be tested, for a Wookiee's rage is not a sight to be seen.

Religion
Shorevge believes in life debts, which he owes one to Val.

History
Born and raised on the Mid-rim planet, Kashyyyk, Shorevge spent his childhood in the nursery ring learning how to become part of Wookiee society and the wildlife of his home planet. At the age of 12, hrrtayyk was enacted for him, also known as the Rite of Ascension, to unlock his Rrakktorr or inner strength. He had to learn to survive in the Shadowlands, the ground floor of Kashyyyk, teeming with beasts. Shorevge experienced a near-death situation, a katarn managed to get the jump on him. Almost at the jaws of Death, Shorevge managed to unlock his Rrakktorr and killed the katarn, as it was his ceremonial duty to do so, granting him his rite of passage.

As an adult, Shorevge and his clan became under attack from Trandoshan slavers. After the attack, Shorevge learned from one of the dying slavers after using brutal methods of interrogation, that one of his older brothers sold out his family to the slavers for a fist full of credits. Shorevge confronted his brother, enraged that his own blood would betray them, his claws came out and Shorevge plunged at his brother. Their Elder at the time didn't believe what was happening, that Shorevge's brother would sell them out and that Shorevge used his claws. Shorevge was shortly exiled and declared as a Madclaw, forever being disowned and leaving his wife and kids.

Shorevge fled from Kashyyyk and found work among the Red Star Syndicate as a bounty hunter. It wasn't hard for the Wook, as he was a natural tracker and hunter, his prowess in strength was above many. He gained a rather infamous reputation across the galaxy. He dawned the name Madclaw with proud instead of with hate. One of his bounties was a Jedi Knight who seemed to have an interest in the Red Star Syndicate. Madclaw believed he could take on the force-user. It was another near-death situation for the Wook. The Knight was about to bring down the Wookiee before a thrown lightsaber cut off the Knight. Val was also hunting down the Jedi and knowingly used the Wookiee to distract the Jedi. In one swing, Val saved Shorevge and killed the Jedi. Shorevge thanked the Sith and declared a life debt. At first, Val had no use of a Wookiee, but decided that the Wook's experience and background would come in handy for what is to come in the next years.

After his successful run as a bounty hunter, Shorevge came back to Kashyyyk, in hopes to convince his wife to leave and live with him. Val accompanied him, for they became fast friends. Maybe it was the darkness in Val that drew Shorevge to him. Regardless, the duo confronted Shor's brother, Val went into the mind of the traitor and brought the truth out. Shor's former wife and kids died while he was gone, the slavers had come back. His older brother yet again sold out his clan. After killing his brother, Shorevge left with Val, going to Korriban and now remains by the Sith's side, hunting Jedi.

Family
Has family back on his homeworld, Kashyyyk. Two brothers, a mother and a father, dead wife, along with three children.

[LaXnyd]

Andros Quintillus

The Man Himself

Physical Description: As seen in the picture, Andros is a young man who doesn't wear obvious signs of weapons or armor, keeping himself look as unassuming and average as possible. He is slightly tanned and his build is strong thanks to years of labor early in his life.

Name: Andros Quintillus
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Race/Species: Human
Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Faction: None (Unsure if the Bounty Hunter's Guild existed at this time)

Weapons: Cycler Rifle, Blaster Pistol, Flamethrower, Vibroblade with Cotorsis Weave, Flamethrower, thermal detonators.
Equipment: Cycler Rifle ammunition

Clothing: Armor plated survival suit with waste recycler, civilian clothing.
Personal Ship: a Corellian YT-1300f Light Freighter with no distinctive markings. He likes to use unseeming ships so no one is warned if he approaches a planet.

Power/Abilities:

Andros is a pragmatist in battle, able to use a variety of weapons and techniques - both honorable and otherwise - in order to get his mark.
Master of Disguise - not in the sense that he can make people believe he is a certain person, but he is capable of easily blending into a crowd. He does not announce his presence and he takes care not to have special/trademark signs like a personalized ship or weapon.

Combat:

Andros is a capable swordsman and an exceedingly good sniper. He prefers to kill his targets before they can actually start a fight. While he can do well in a stand up fight, if he can avoid it he will.

Most likely, he will seek to act as a sniper in combat and kill enemies before they learn of his presence or find him.

Personality: Andros is a pragmatic man who has no greater cause. He doesn't care about jedi, sith, the fate of the galaxy or anything of that scale - he cared about his next paycheck and keeping himself fed.

He doesn't create any sort of like and hate or personal preference, finding such things as potentially compromising and problematic with the pragmatism of a bounty hunter. He doesn't have anyone he considers an enemy either, worried that the connotation might cloud his judgement. He takes everything from a professional point of view.

Despite his uncaring approach, however, he will occasionally let slip some form of excitement or wonder at seeing new planets, cities, environments and ships. This is due to his upbringing and the fact that he only left his home planet for the first time three years ago. He will try to reign it in immediately upon noticing, however.

Religion: Andros believes in no religion nor higher cause, although he does follow the Bounty Hunter's Code.

History:

Born to a small family on Tatooine, Andros lived a modest but sustainable lifestyle as a farm boy on a moisture farm. It did him good, teaching him concepts of honesty and pride - something which he had to work hard to find considering his lifestyle and family. Living on a farm beat into him the fruits and rewards of hard work and that hard work is rewarded.

However, after a few years of bad harvests and the increase in the severity of hutt protection money payments, Andros realized his family's farm was no longer sustainable. As they debated what to do, a wanted bandit burst into their home and began demanding money. As the family complied in terror, Andros grabbed a blaster pistol the family had in case of tusken raiders and blasted the bandit. He found to his surprise that there was a wanted poster for him and claimed his bounty for enough credits to keep feed his family for two months. And with that, he realized what he could do to keep the family fed. Mugging a Tusken Raider for a rifle and ammunition, he worked his way off of the planet and began his life as a bounty hunter, leaving Tatooine for the first time when he was 20 and living as a bounty hunter ever since.

Family: None that he's willing to talk about. He has a family back on Tatooine.

[The Canadian]

Appearance & Basic Info

Physical Description: Queen Exitium is a blue skinned, Twi'lek female with sharp & narrow features. She is skinny with long legs & arms. Her eyes are yellow and she has black tattoos throughout her body to symbolize her Twi'lek & royal nativity & passion.
Name: Queen Exitium VIII
Age: 42 Years Old
Homeword: Ryloth
Gender: Female
Race/Species: Twi'lek
Occupation: Queen of the Exitium Monarchy
Faction: The Exitium Monarchy

Possessions

Weapons (if any): Double-Sided Lightsaber (Blue) (I couldn't find a picture with a blue one)
Equipment: Exitium Medallion (symbolizes her position as Queen).
Clothing: Ceremonial Exitium Queen's Robes (dark robes embedded with silver & red symbols) & Ancient Sith Acolyte Mask (Silver; the mask was stolen from the first King of the Monarchy after he killed a Sith and began their legacy).
Personal Ship: N/A (Normally uses Jedi Order issued Starfighters)

Combat:

Power/Abilities: Queen Exitium is trained in the force, but not like most Jedi or Sith are trained. The Exitium Monarchy has developed their own style ever since the Monarchy was prevalent. Some of the most notable abilities are:
- Force Quash grants the user to crush both animate & inanimate objects, depending on your sensitivity to the force. Unlike force choke which simply suppresses someone to choke, this ability can crush entire bodies, limbs, vehicles, weapons, etc. This is a very difficult skill, and depending on how you use it can be very taxing on the body.
- Force Haze grants the user the ability to both confuse & cause memory loss to the victim. It is similar in many ways to the Jedi Mind Trick, but is not meant for a single person. Though it can be used against a sole victim, it has the ability to confuse those around the user, usually making it a great way to escape or confuse an opponent(s).
- Force Manipulate is by far the most deadly and dangerous to use ability. Only the King or Queen of the monarchy can learn this ability as it runs in the Exitium family's blood. This allows the Queen to manipulate anything natural in her surroundings such as fire, water, wind, etc. She can make tidal waves, start fires & make wind speeds dangerously fast. King Exitium II was said to be be able to control the weather he became so adept with the ability.
Combat: Queen Exitium is very well trained in both the Jedi & Sith art of saber combat. She is forceful and has learned how to channel the force into combat, meaning she can use the force to make her slashes deadly to an unsuspecting user. As she is very physically weak, she uses the force a lot in her combat in able to top her foe.

Personal Info

Personality: Queen Exitium VIII is a very harsh & tyrannical Queen, at least recently. She has recently taken up killing her soldiers & servants, and needlessly insulting her own people. Before this she was the dead opposite; a king and caring Queen of her people, and would do anything to please her people before her. Ever since a new servant that has taken a liking to the queen has entered the picture. A man named Dol Gat'Dra has been negatively influencing her ever since she arrived, but she will let nobody get close to the man before killing them.
Religion: None (She uses the force, but only sees it as a tool and not a way of life).
History: Queen Exitium was born into royalty, as she is part of the long lineage of the Exitium Monarchy, a monarchy that has ruled on Ryloth for many generations. Being heir to the throne and an only child, she was very stressed from a young age but took it well; adapting to the lifestyle almost immediately. She proved herself in combat at a young age by defeating a Dark Jedi that the Monarchy had captured for just that occasion. Her final trial was to defeat a great warrior like a Dark Jedi in combat, and she did so after a few close calls. After that she began dwelling in the political portion of her royal life and slowly began to win the people's hearts with her new way of thinking. She succeeded her father at the young age of 23 and began ruling the Monarchy. When she turned 40 years old that all changed when a man named Dol Gat'Dra showed up and began taking a liking to her which both the guards & her family did not like.
Family: King Exitium VII (Father), Queen Eixtium VII (Mother)

[guineamania]

Aura Cyone

Appearance & Basic Info

Picture:

Physical Description: Aura is about 5ft 4 with a slender build with a little hidden muscle. She has bright red hair cut in a bob but is often just messy.
Name: Aura Cyone
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Race/Species: Human
Occupation: Smuggler/Assassin/Con-Artist/Whatever her bosses need
Faction: Red Star Syndicate

Possessions

Weapons (if any): One short vibroblade strapped in holsters to her back, one blaster on each hip and an assortment of knives hidden on her person. Once again she may leave some of this behind if stealth is required
Equipment: Comms Unit not much else
Clothing: She usually wears a grey plain shirt and a pilots jacket she stole a long time ago with combat boots and tight black trousers. However she often changes her appearance to blend in for whatever job she has been sent on
Personal Ship: YT-2400 Light Freighter

Combat

Power/Abilities: She is a master of disguise and stealth being able to talk herself into places and out of bad situations.
Combat: She is good with the vibroblades but she prefers to get up close and personal, dispatching the target before he/she can fight back, hence all the knives

Personal Info

Personality: Aura is sassy and sarcastic as well as being a pathological liar. She is unwaveringly loyal to her employers in the Syndicate and will do anything they tell her no matter how dark and twisted. She doesn't like killing innocent people but she will if it is necessary. Politics bores her and she tends to try and avoid the large conflicts.
Religion: None
History: She grew up on Alderaan with her parents and elder brother. Her brother joined the Republic army when she was only young and Aura dreamed of joining him there. He was killed a year into his service and Aura shut herself off against the world. She started sneaking around and pretending to be other people to steal and con (psychologically you could say it was because she didn't want to be herself anymore but she just didn't care about the Republic after they killed her brother). After the second time she was caught and arrested, her parents cast her out and she was on the first ship she could find leaving the planet. It was on it's way to Nar Shaddaa. SHe lived there under the radar stealling and completing little jobs for two years. She got into some trouble with the Red Star Syndicate when she tried to steal from them, instead of killing her they hired her and she has been working for them for the past three years with great success.
Family:
Brother: Taler Cyone (deceased)
Mother: Ilesa Cyone (estranged)
Father: Roden Cyone (estranged)

[Cleopatra]

Callista Maral

Appearance & Basic Info

Physical Description
While she typically disguises herself, Callista does have an original appearance. Average height, with an athletic build from copious physical training. She has naturally red hair and grey eyes. Their skin is a bit pale- not from lack of exercise, but by virtue of constantly being under the artificial lights of a building or ship constantly.

Name
Darth Morifal (Callista Maral)

Age
34

Gender
Female

Race/Species
Human

Occupation
Sith Lord

Faction
Preservationists (Shadow leader)

Possessions

Weapons
Mod. A240 blaster rifle, Quickfire-4 hold-out, Mod. Model 434 blaster pistol, thermal detonator, anti-armor thermal detonator, stun detonator, shaped thermal charge (Most of these items and those below are within the context of her disguises, not what she as a Sith uses)

Equipment
Utility Belt, High power Comm-link, Binoculars, PDA

Clothing
Light cortosis mesh armor over an enviro-jumpsuit, typically with a robe of sorts over all that (The cortosis on her gauntlets is of a higher quality)

Personal Ship

"Zenith" [+]

Combat

Power/Abilities
Callista has a very strong connection with the force, and because of that connection and her intimate knowledge of the darkside, she can call upon the basic and dark abilities of the force without trouble. She has the inborn ability to make use of Mysticism(Sith Sorcery and Alchemy), and has nurtured that ability with training and knowledge. Due to her Masters fear for this use of the darkside, he never factored lightsaber training into the daily regime. Because of Callista's philosophy regarding the force, she never saw any need to try and rectify that, and so she cannot use a lightsaber any better than the local town drunk. Because of the amount of knowledge she has taken in, she is well educated.

Combat Abilities
Morifal makes no use of the lightsaber in combat, being completely reliant on her abilities in the force and(Rarely) her hand to hand combat skill. Due to the particularities of her training and natural talent she is very proficient at using the force with precision and without moving her body. By focusing the amount of energy needed to push someone into a single point, the effect on the target becomes much greater. While she is not trained at all in a lightsaber style(and thus does not use one), she knows many styles of hand to hand combat, and she switches them constantly throughout fights to keep her enemy on edge.

Personal Info

Personality
Callista is a careful planner who seemingly deliberates on their moves in advance, and they treat all things with an equal amount of suspicion. But despite that, they hold a great deal of personal initiative. While they may take a long time to deliberate and make careful preparations, when they decide to take action they are swift and decisive. They do not believe in the principals of being defensive and reactionary, and always strive to hold the initiative in all situations. The Sith typically strive for personal freedom through power and are naturally ambitious as a result(often to a fault), and Callista is no different. However, her ambitions desire isn't necessarily power, but materialization of an idea. She lets her emotions run free, but steels them and directs them in an almost inhuman manner. Her childhood was a life of grueling training, and their adult life has been much worse, so they are typically detached from the plights of others. Still, they have the capacity to understand someone's situation and act accordingly. They are disgusted by weakness like most Sith, but their reaction to it is a bit different.

Religion
While there was once a time when she earnestly believed in the Sith Code, that time has passed. Originally she believed that the Sith merely needed to be reformed along the lines of what her master had designed, thus bringing the strongest and most cunning Sith to a position of absolute power. But after being exposed to the universe beyond simply "Sith", she doesn't believe the Sith code is the proper answer to self-liberation and the actualization of the "Truth". By looking at the Force from merely just one perspective, you limit yourself automatically. It does not help that in seeking liberation, the Sith chain themselves in their own negative emotions. Likewise, the Jedi code merely represses emotion, which is equally as limiting. Thus, to her, there is only one option- understand all perspectives of the Force, and reach the core of it. As someone experienced in theology and philosophy, she is constantly looking for answers, and her true objective is to create a new "Third Way" of interrupting both the Force and the reality it pervades. The level of thought, infrastructure, and theological understanding would be beyond the flawed and fractured ideologies of Grey Force users. Using that as a looking glass, she wishes to achieve the Force without any distinctions and thus reach the "Truth". As a person, it could be said that she has a deep belief in the Force that few others can comprehend. It should be apparent, but in reality, she can't be called a Sith anymore.

History
The remaining Sith who have festered on Korriban for centuries have built around themselves a powerful new Sith Order. With a new Sith Emperor, it is very much possible for the Sith Empire to be revived into the galaxy once more. Using fear and raw strength, it is possible to beat the Republic back and massacre many Jedi. But not all agree with a plan of brute force or domination, nor the structure of the new Sith Order. Morifal's late Master was among those against the way the Sith currently existed. Though they were a member of the Triad- the three Dark Lords of the Sith who governed the Order, they had reservations about their situation. How many Sith Empires had to rise and fall, how many galactic wars had to be waged before the dark managed to truly exterminate the light? Doing the same thing again and again forever is nothing more than insanity, and the Sith have no time for insanity- only power. Thus, to Morifal's Master, attempting to take the galaxy by force yet again was nothing more than incompetence. Trying to compete with the Jedi's numbers was even less excusable. The Sith were about quality, strength, not simply having a quantity of force users. Only the strongest could survive and thrive. Thus, he wished to institute a system in which only a few Sith existed at any given time- only the strongest and most cunning should be allowed to live and continue the Sith dogma. Using subterfuge, the Republic could be corrupted rather than destroyed, and the Jedi sidelined rather than cut down. Naturally, these radical views were not taken well, and the typical bloody politics of the Sith did not help. He rapidly found himself with no supporters after his plan was revealed by a rival, and the Sith Emperor saw no need to save someone who could not save himself. They were quickly killed by the other two members of the Triad, and the chapter to this heresy found its end. Or, so the Sith Order believed. In reality, he barely survived and escaped with what little assets and materials he could muster. He sought to create a new Sith Order with only one master and one apprentice, and went about gaining influence and contacts across the galaxy. He screened for children with great attunement to the force, and selected the best among them to raise as his apprentice. Morifal was his fourth apprentice- the others had found untimely ends, either by their own incompetence or his own hand, usually a combination of the two. Only he knew her planet of origin, and with his eventual death that knowledge was lost.

Early into her training she showed signs of talent with Sith Mysticism. This was a valuable and powerful ability, but having it in the Korriban Sith Order likely would've resulted in her being killed. Naturally, the Master himself was quite paranoid of such an ability, and feared that she would use it against him one day. To that end, he never sought to train her in the use of lightsabers as a sort of handicap. By the time she approached the end of her training, he attempted to kill her. The fact she's alive now is telling of the result, and she gained the title of Darth from him. With her master dead, she sought knowledge, power, and an apprentice of her own. To that end, she used her masters contacts and ill begotten resources to form the early progenitor of the Preservationists. With others finding knowledge of all types(But most importantly, things such as Sith Holocrons and information about the darkside), she truly "got it" and brought out her full capabilities. Despite that, she was exposed to more ideologies and beliefs than just the Sith Code in the process, bringing her faith in it into question. Immersing herself in the study of philosophy and other lines of thinking regarding the Force made her reconsider her stance regarding both the Force and the "Liberation" all Sith desired so much. The result is her ambition and views on the Unified Force that has put her at odds with two certain monastic orders.

With the Korriban Sith making a move, she has disguised herself as a (in)famous Outer Rim Mercenary. Adopting this persona she crafted beforehand, she has made a contract with The Republic to provide private security forces to the Jedi investigating the distress beacon, acting as axillaries. To that end, she has gathered a Warband of experienced veterans, mercenaries, bounty hunters, and even those with a reward for their head. The Republic needs Soldiers, not idealistic farmboys, and Soldiers they will have. The Korriban Sith Emperor is a threat to her own designs, the Galaxy, and the Force itself. In comparison the Jedi Council typically idles around and is almost always purely reactionary, making who the greater threat is strikingly apparent. Morifal is more than willing to nudge The Republic and Jedi into a position capable of bringing the Emperor down.

Family
They don't even know the planet they came from, let alone this

[The Canadian]

Appearance & Basic Info

Physical Description: The Sith Emperor is very tall standing at 7'1" and has a toned body. He appears young in age but his face shows otherwise, being covered in wrinkles & scars. His eyes are red and his hair is jet black.
Name: The Sith Emperor
Age: Unknown
Homeword: Alderaan
Gender: Male
Race/Species: Human
Occupation: Sith Emperor
Faction: The Sith Empire

Possessions

Weapons (if any): Single blade long-hilted lightsaber (Red)
Equipment: None
Clothing: Long black hodded robes, sith helmet, black boots & black gloves.
Personal Ship:

The Emperor's Wrath

Combat:

Power/Abilities: The Sith Emperor is a skilled fighter but it compares nothing to his skill with the force. With the ability to bring people back to life, he is incredibly powerful and has been rumoured throughout the Sith Empire’s history to have destroyed battle cruisers from the planet below. Some notable abilities are his use of lightning, mind control & a new ability of his called Suffering; this ability enables him to inflict both mental & physical torture on the victim and can be fatal when needed.
Combat: The Sith Emperor rarely ever engages in physical combat, but when he does he is a force to be reckoned with. Quite skilled with a lightsaber he has defeated hundreds of Jedi & Sith throughout his long lifetime. Having lived more years than he can remember, he has learned multiple forms of fighting and has learned to implement them into each other, creating new & dangerous lightsaber forms that can combat any opponent.

Personal Info

Personality: The Sith Emperor is unforgiving in the strictest definition. He has killed Sith Lords at a glance but will never do anything if it doesn’t have a purpose. His strongest feat aside from his power, is his tactics & foresight. Constantly planning & scheming about every decision makes him a master of war & conversation. Just getting into a conversation with the Emperor has proven to be fatal to the weak minded. He is cold and shows no remorse for any action. His many centuries being alive both in physical and spiritual form has made him into some sort of machine of the force, and he acts as such.
Religion: None
History: Not much is known about the Emperor, as he does not know much about his past himself. He knows he was born on Alderaan as a young human boy, but has long forgotten his image, personality or thoughts. The earliest memory he has is killing a Sith Lord to become the Dark Lord of the Sith shortly before the Hyperspace Wars, but disappeared into Deep Space to remove himself from the eye of the Jedi in order to plan. Within the last ten years he has reappeared to grow his Sith Empire once again and plan to take over the galaxy to rule over it, once again.
Family: None

[shivershiver]

Rouke

Appearance & Basic Info

Physical Description: Rouke stands at a solid 6’1, with lean muscle from strenuous labor and combat on Tatooine. While not overly bulky, he does have a very thin layer of fat over his frame, though his muscles remain defined. Rouke’s leathery skin is a roadmap of blaster burns and scars. His right eye is a ruined mess, permanently shut after a krayt dragon ripped it open with its claws, and numerous other scars coat his flesh from the same incident. Rouke typically keeps this concealed with a simple tan cloth wrapped at an angle around his head. A long keloid scar extends diagonally across his throat, tapering off towards his jaw. Rouke’s hands are coarse and callused, his right missing its pinkie finger from the first knuckle up. Rouke’s long hair is generally tied up in a bun, and he maintains a slight beard.

Name: Grrur’rkrs’rouk (Rouke)

Age: 39

Homeword: Tatooine

Gender: Male

Race/Species: Human

Occupation: None

Faction: No affiliations

Possessions

Weapons (if any): Tusken cycler, beskar-reinforced gaderffii, small knife

Equipment: Syntherope, 2x thermal detonators, 5x ammo cartridges, sharpening stone, canteen

Clothing: Rouke wears flowing earth-colored robes and rags with mismatched pieces of salvaged armor over them. His face is typically obscured by a hood.

Personal Ship: N/A

Combat:

Power/Abilities:
Tracker: Rouke is an experienced hunter, spending years stalking both man and beast alike as a Tusken. Tracking on the shifting sands of Tatooine is very difficult, but he has largely mastered this fine art. Likewise, Rouke knows how to travel silently and leave no trace behind. However, his tracking skills remain on a more primitive level, and concepts like paper trails and interrogation escape him.
Strong Constitution: Rouke is able to go without food and water for a significantly longer time than most without feeling the effects as severely. He can travel for days at a time without stopping as well, though this takes a toll on him. Having spent almost all his life on Tatooine, which has both searing hot days and freezing nights, Rouke is quite accustomed to extreme temperatures, though he is still terrified of any water deeper than his canteen.

Combat: Having fought both Tuskens and colonists for most of his life, Rouke’s reflexes are honed and his muscles tuned to the pace of combat, though not comparable to a Sith or Jedi. He relies on brute strength and his versatile fighting style to gain the upper hand in a fight, and when these fail, Rouke’s endurance and tolerance to pain allow him to out-slug his foe blow for blow. Rouke is a decent shot with a rifle, but prefers to fight hand-to-hand despite his missing eye, which is a significant disadvantage in combat.

Personal Info

Personality: Rouke is a man of contradictions. He is confrontational and aggressive, but has difficulty looking people in the eyes. Even after three years away from his tribe, seeing others not completely concealed by robes and rags is unnerving to him, almost shameful, and he does his best to avert his gaze. Rouke’s physical presence in a room is strong and imposing, yet the Tusken speaks little, and when he does, it comes out as a harsh and gravelly whisper, his vocal cords damaged after being slashed by a rival tribe member’s gaffi stick. The Tusken believes in victory at any cost, as evident from his numerous scars and missing eye, but despises using any technology more advanced than his cycler rifle to defeat his enemies. Rouke is excellent at reading body language and concealing his, yet he cannot read faces or hide the emotion on his own. He grew up in a culture where there was never any reason to lie to another, and is almost entirely incapable of doing so, but he is extremely distrustful of others.
Like most Tuskens, Rouke despises anyone outside of his tribe, but with them behind him now, he is slowly opening up to others, accepting them into his “tribe”. He trusts Bob with his life, though this trust was started when the Kushiban saved him. Rouke is deeply religious, believing in a system of gods and spirits that look over all Tuskens, so to Rouke, it was no coincidence that Bob stumbled upon him. He has a profound connection to nature and animals, and hates being indoors, or worse, in outerspace. His sense of humor is sometimes cruel and leaves much to be desired, but is slowly becoming more civilized. Despite his relatively quiet demeanor, Rouke is an excellent and engaging storyteller, one of his favorite pastimes, though he does tend to exaggerate his feats and adventures.

Religion: Tusken animism

History: Rouke was born on Tatooine to a pair of young moisture farmers, but then, his name was Ilkea Jhoren. When he was a year old, the farm was attacked by Tusken Raiders, and his entire family was killed by the Sand People. Luckily, Ilkea was adopted by a female Tusken on the raid, Ora'jss'ask, who had just lost a young child of her own. Ora substituted her deceased babe with Ilkea, ensuring that none of their tribe knew the true identity of the human amongst their ranks, though many of the Tuskens were unknowingly humans themselves. She named the adopted child Grrur’rkrs’rouk, or Rouke, and raised him as her own with her mate.

Rouke lived as a Tusken for 35 years. He never knew he was any different from the others, since Sand People never saw another unrobed unless they were married, and none knew what other members of their sex looked like. From a young age, he trained and fought with his gaderffii, raiding and killing others. When his time for his bloodrite, a ceremony which turns a young uli-ah into a full-fledged tribe member, Rouke set off into the Jundland Wastes. He managed to kill a krayt dragon and retrieve the precious pearl from its gullet, though the creature severely mauled Rouke, which resulted in the loss of his eye. He returned to his tribe a man, and was given a blood-bound mate, R'Rin Srugdogg. After Rouke healed, the two were wed, and though she, too, was a human adopted by the Tuskens, neither were aware of their unusual position.

Rouke became a prominent member of the tribe, rising to the rank of Chieftain by the time he was 30. The couple had two children, a boy and girl, and lived life as most Tuskens do. Six after Rouke was appointed Chief, their Storyteller, an important figure in the tribe, was killed in battle with another group of Tusken Raiders. The death of the Storyteller greatly weakened the tribe, and led to massive infighting. Without the Storyteller, the tribe’s history was lost, and according to Tusken tradition, a tribe with no history was not worthy of existing. Other Tusken tribes were quick to prey on Rouke’s, and they were raided during the night. Rouke managed to rally his men and ward them off, but his family were among those killed. Gravely wounded and with sickened with guilt, Rouke shed his robes and exiled himself into the desert, believing if his family’s souls wanted him to survive, he would.

After wandering in the desert for days, a Kushiban, Bobecc, found him. Rouke, half-dead from dehydration, saw this as a sign of forgiveness by his now dead family, and knew that it was their will that he follow this small creature. Bob helped Rouke regain his strength, and the two have been travelling since then, bounty hunting across the galaxy. In the back of his mind, Rouke knew that one day he would have his revenge, but he need not seek it just yet.

Family: Rouke's mate and two children were killed by another Tusken tribe, but his parents both survived. However, after the collapse of his tribe, it is likely they are both dead as well.