I changed my mind about STF and lightsabers. They are in fact issued a standard saber with a colorless, lab grown crystal. They are also free to use any they find or create on their own.
Earth does in fact have deposits of light saber quality crystals, they merely had no use for them until the Jedi provided specs and the other components required.
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Jedi are as they always have been.
STF: They do not have an apprentice system, as they function as a military outfit. They do, however, act in squads under a ranking officer. Unlike realistic military squads, where the members are interchangeable and are assembled before missions, STF squads are permanent, and are trained to intuit each others actions through the Force, and to act with minimal or no communication. A new member can't just join the squad at any time, they would have to go through the rigorous intuition training again, which is made more difficult for the new member because the rest of the squad have already defined their roles and don't need to communicate.
STF: They do not have an apprentice system, as they function as a military outfit. They do, however, act in squads under a ranking officer. Unlike realistic military squads, where the members are interchangeable and are assembled before missions, STF squads are permanent, and are trained to intuit each others actions through the Force, and to act with minimal or no communication. A new member can't just join the squad at any time, they would have to go through the rigorous intuition training again, which is made more difficult for the new member because the rest of the squad have already defined their roles and don't need to communicate.
Okay, so here's my thought on Sith power structure.
Regent(title should be Prince, rather than anything else because) there would be multiple, but very few. I'm thinking ten. There is one present on the expedition. The title "Prince" replaces Darth.
Lords The top rank, other than regent, obviously. Carry a "Darth" title.
Apprentice. Chosen from among Acolytes by a Lord. A Lord almost always has only one apprentice, but there has been a history having having multiple in secret, usually for the purpose of tricky plots. Carry a "Darth" title. They stay apprentice until either they die, or their master does. If their master dies, they replace them. If they die, they are replaced.
Acolyte: The Sith will try to turn almost any being with Force potential, and bring them into the fold as Acolytes. Acolytes have no title, and are subservient even to lowly apprentices.
Thoughts?
Regent(title should be Prince, rather than anything else because) there would be multiple, but very few. I'm thinking ten. There is one present on the expedition. The title "Prince" replaces Darth.
Lords The top rank, other than regent, obviously. Carry a "Darth" title.
Apprentice. Chosen from among Acolytes by a Lord. A Lord almost always has only one apprentice, but there has been a history having having multiple in secret, usually for the purpose of tricky plots. Carry a "Darth" title. They stay apprentice until either they die, or their master does. If their master dies, they replace them. If they die, they are replaced.
Acolyte: The Sith will try to turn almost any being with Force potential, and bring them into the fold as Acolytes. Acolytes have no title, and are subservient even to lowly apprentices.
Thoughts?
I wanna do a bit of research and maybe come up with a rank system for the Sith. I'm still thinking that they have a crap ton of Acolytes, a handful of a ruling class, and then something in the middle. I don't know if the Lords are the ruling class, or if they are the middle and there's something above them. I'm thinking that you don't receive a title until being upgraded to the middle. I'm also thinking that the middle and the top classes have a set amount of each, and he only way to get up is to kill the one above you, or for them to die otherwise and you usurp their power.
I think the Sith are and have always been a brutal and cutthroat order.
I think the Sith are and have always been a brutal and cutthroat order.
That is a nice thing to do, you are correct.
I like your saber pic, too. Is there some kind of saber designer, or is it just made up of shapes in MS paint? Or did you just find it and don't know?
Does he have a Sith title? Is he just an acolyte, or a Lord(I am going to add a "rank" section to the CS, that was my bad).
I like your saber pic, too. Is there some kind of saber designer, or is it just made up of shapes in MS paint? Or did you just find it and don't know?
Does he have a Sith title? Is he just an acolyte, or a Lord(I am going to add a "rank" section to the CS, that was my bad).
Richard had begun his customary pacing now.
"It might be dangerous, yes. It would be worth it for the information we could get. But not with an interview..." He trailed off as he wandered over to where the painting Cae was doing of him sat in a corner. It was facing the wall, and he turned it over, curious as to where she had gotten. There was some paint on the canvas now, she had started on his face. It wasn't quite Richard, he saw. It had some gleam of him in its eyes, but there was something off. Maybe it was because it was standing still.
"Er," Richard continued, after his distraction. He had stopped his pacing to look at himself, "I think you're probably right, aurors will have talked him half to death. Even if they didn't, it's not like he'd tell us anything. It sounds to me like this is a rehabilitation facility, he probably has personal effects. If you want to know what kind of magic a guy's into, look at the books he owns. Check for anything about paintings," he glanced at the paint Richard. It had moved, but not much. Just closing one eye in a charming wink. Richard continued distractedly as he gazed intently at his own image on canvas, "Maybe... vanishing and... biologic..." Had the face changed, or did Richard's memory fail him? He lost track of his own faces so much he couldn't be sure, but Painting Richard looked like he might have shifted his features, like real Richard did when talking to pretty girls.
Richard shook himself and walked back around the painting, making a mental note to check on this promising development later. "Clowers is a Dark Arts expert, right? I'll do some research into him, I can probably find a thing or two, if he writes notable texts. See where his normal expertise lies. Any particularly advanced Transfiguration or Charms could be suspicious.
"Okay!" Richard clapped his hands together excitedly. "I think we have a game plan. Research! Magical medical facilities in Vancouver, and Jack Clowers' public academic life." He looked at his two best friends, and caught his own reflection in a shining astronomy instrument. They were all three disheveled and tired. It had been a strangely long night. "Does anyone else need to sleep for a week?"
"It might be dangerous, yes. It would be worth it for the information we could get. But not with an interview..." He trailed off as he wandered over to where the painting Cae was doing of him sat in a corner. It was facing the wall, and he turned it over, curious as to where she had gotten. There was some paint on the canvas now, she had started on his face. It wasn't quite Richard, he saw. It had some gleam of him in its eyes, but there was something off. Maybe it was because it was standing still.
"Er," Richard continued, after his distraction. He had stopped his pacing to look at himself, "I think you're probably right, aurors will have talked him half to death. Even if they didn't, it's not like he'd tell us anything. It sounds to me like this is a rehabilitation facility, he probably has personal effects. If you want to know what kind of magic a guy's into, look at the books he owns. Check for anything about paintings," he glanced at the paint Richard. It had moved, but not much. Just closing one eye in a charming wink. Richard continued distractedly as he gazed intently at his own image on canvas, "Maybe... vanishing and... biologic..." Had the face changed, or did Richard's memory fail him? He lost track of his own faces so much he couldn't be sure, but Painting Richard looked like he might have shifted his features, like real Richard did when talking to pretty girls.
Richard shook himself and walked back around the painting, making a mental note to check on this promising development later. "Clowers is a Dark Arts expert, right? I'll do some research into him, I can probably find a thing or two, if he writes notable texts. See where his normal expertise lies. Any particularly advanced Transfiguration or Charms could be suspicious.
"Okay!" Richard clapped his hands together excitedly. "I think we have a game plan. Research! Magical medical facilities in Vancouver, and Jack Clowers' public academic life." He looked at his two best friends, and caught his own reflection in a shining astronomy instrument. They were all three disheveled and tired. It had been a strangely long night. "Does anyone else need to sleep for a week?"
No questions?
Anyone have ideas for their characters yet?
Anyone have ideas for their characters yet?
It really never got enough interest. And now it's a bit too late: I leave for boot camp in twenty days.
Excellent. I am at work now. Give me any questions, and everything you want me to expound upon and I will answer everything when I get home in like seven or eight hours.
I'm actually going to drop out of this. Sorry to tag along for so long.
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