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@Noco

Oh he's lovely.
Add him to the bin in a hider when you're ready :) Love it.

@MissCapnCrunch

Awesome, thanks!

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@Noco

Ooh very interesting!
Can't wait to see the finished product.

@MissCapnCrunch

Thanks!

I've finished it now; hopefully you like Father Coughlin.

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Father Coughlin

Father Patrick William Coughlin

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“It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick.
I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance.”

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General

|| NAME ||

Father Patrick William Coughlin

|| GENDER ||

Male

|| AGE ||

54

|| ROLE ||

Church Leader

|| SEXUALITY ||

Heterosexual

|| RELATIONSHIP STATUS ||

Single in Service of God

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Personal

|| POSITIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ||

• Personable - One can seldom work the pulpit without getting to know folks
• Protective - Strongly motivated to help others in danger, a small repetance
• Reputable - Known by the community as a good man, regardless of truth

|| NEGATIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ||

• Beset By Doubt - Having lost his faith and done a great many sins, Coughlin is torn apart from within
• Addictive Personality - Entertains a large number of vices, these days mostly hidden drinks and smoke breaks
• Liar - Refuses to admit his true feelings of guilt to himself or others, hides his wrongdoings

|| QUIRKS ||

• Walks With a Limp - The result of a motor accident as a youth, has a slight hitch in his step
• Heavy Metal Fan - Though he keeps it on the down-low, Coughlin still jams out in private to his favorite metal bands from his youth
• Solid Memory - Can throw out theological quotes all day with stunning accuracy

|| HOBBIES ||

• Chatting with the congregation
• Drinking his sorrows away in private
• Harassing people for donations to the church and orphanage

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Family

|| FAMILY MEMBERS ||

Hank Jamison - Son - Abandoned by Coughlin shortly after his birth and he is unaware of their relation, Coughlin does not plan on ever telling him, works in the police force
Jenna Jamison - One of Coughlin's many flings, told to keep quiet and get lost by Coughlin after becoming pregnant with his child, died during childbirth

|| HOUSE DESCRIPTION ||

Coughlin lives directly north of the church, in the middle house of the three grouped there, thus being Sheriff Lodrick's neighbor. Cozy, Coughlin has all the trappings of a normal home - rugs, pictures, even the occasional painting of Jesus - however he finds the place unbearable, the silence allowing him to reflect on his life. More often than not he's in the bedroom, blinds covered by a blanket, where he can drink alone and then drink off to sleep. As far as the community knows, he just likes to sleep in total darkness.

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History

|| BIOGRAPHY ||

Born in 1962 to hyper-religious in a podunk village, Patrick William Coughlin was a hellion, a rebel through and through. He cheated, stole, and got into too many fights to count as a youth, even running with a rough crowd of bikers at one point until a tragic accident ended up breaking his leg and killing a few of his closest friends. His family decided to counter this with routine beatings and blatant abuse, but that did little to dissuade him from making their lives hell.

It was no surprise that he took to all the vices of the world in excess, doing things that less lucky men would die from. It was only after a particularly bad few weeks that Coughlin mustered all his will to turn his life to something more innocent, and so he entered the clergy, thinking it would temper his attitude while getting away from his folks without much nagging. In actuality though, this helped none, and if anything, his obligations from the church just intensified his behavior. It became almost a point of pride for him to break the rules of the church, though as discreetly as he could muster. There was some delight in the double life for him.

In his mid-thirties, Coughlin ended up within Ashenport, given the responsibility over the local church. For those who can remember those early few weeks, Coughlin was downright awful; sure, he could recite verses verbatim, but when it came to being someone with conviction, he fell flat. The congregation gave him the cold shoulder early on, all of them except Jenna Jamison. A woman in her twenties, she took a liking to Coughlin and was the only one to be his friend in those days. With her help, he became a better speaker and ultimately a better priest for the people - except for their love affair. Though not meant to succumb to lust, the two secretly became romantically involved. If ever there was a time when Coughlin truly believed in God, it was now.

This was not to last. Life came crashing down when Jenna became pregnant, something which could not be hidden from the people, the same people who now regarded Coughlin as a pillar of the community. Coughlin was not prepared to be a father, and fear and irrational anger overtook him. In harsh words, he rebuked Jenna, naming her all sorts of insults, and made clear that she best not breathe a word to anyone about the father of her baby. In a sudden shift, the two were ripped apart and Coughlin refused to talk with her again. When she went into labor, she would die, but not before Hank Jamison would be born. Without parents, he was entered into the orphanage, ironically under the guidance of Coughlin.

Her death would devastate Coughlin, and at her funeral he spoke with great passion, earning the permanent trust of the community and cementing his status as an outwardly good man. His pain was furthered due to the constant contact with his illegitimate son Hank. To some degree, he deflected his self-hatred onto Hank and partially blamed him for what had transpired, though he never showed it. Since then, Coughlin has continued the motions of being a decent person, while slowly he has wallowed in agony from within, lacking the courage and moral integrity to right his wrongs and fess up to Hank and the community.

|| THEME SONG ||

God's Gonna Cut You Down - Johnny Cash
_{You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down}

|| NIGHTMARE ||

Despite his lack of faith in any sort of god, what frightens Coughlin the most is that he is wrong and indeed there is someone out there who knows just what sort of person he has been. His nightmare is a dark, looming figure, an inescapable force of nature that stares directly at him from his periphery before brining in justice to his soul. This being recites his crimes for the world to hear and when he finally has to withstand that dread judgement, it rips his skin, salts his flesh, and sends him to Hell. It's been the subject of many unfortunate night terrors.

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Apologies for the work-in-progress sheet, but I will have it done by tonight. My general idea is a priest who is outwardly good, but inwardly he's a bit of a bad Christian which will tie in with his nightmare and negative traits.

Star Wars: Revanchism [KOTOR era]

Kyman ras Shevit

Character Sheet

Name: Kyman ras Shevit
Species: Kaleesh
Age: 21
Rank/Title: Knight
Planet of Origin/Birth: Kalee
Force Sensitive Y/N: Y

Appearance:


Just below six feet tall, Kyman stands slightly above average for his species. Despite this relatively normal height, for those unaccustomed to the sight of Kaleesh, Kyman could prove a striking sight, his traditional mask giving him the visage of something savage. As was custom on his homeworld, his mask, combined with his draping robes, leaves much of what he looks like to the imagination, his tusks being one of the few indicators of his physiology when in his garb. Despite this backwater connotation, he takes great strides to maintain his wrappings, robes, and mask, treating them with an almost sacred sort of care.

Behind the mask, Kyman is a reddish-brown hue, with scaly skin and sharp, pointed ears. From his upper jaw protrudes two, prominent fleshy tusks, while two smaller ones come from his lower jaw. His eyes, typically narrowed and questioning, gleam a dull yellow. A single, jet black braid is collected on the top of his head, tightly tied back.

Skills/Abilities:

Please list with most potent skills first.
- Form II/VI Specialist - Trained firstly in Form VI by his master, Kyman however grew fascinated by the styles of the Way of Contention, or Form II. The eloquence and duelist qualities of Form II earned his admiration, and so he took it upon himself to become a student of it, fusing it with his background in Form VI.
- Sun Djem - Kyman has honed his skill within Form II to focus on the art of Sun djem, the focus of disarming one's opponents by breaking their weapons or striking at their hands to force a removal of their grip.
- Breath Control - Long sessions of practice have allowed Kyman to hone his self-control to great lengths, allowing him to hold his breath for a long period of time with ease.
- Battlemind - Kyman's honed mind allows him to likewise persevere through his normal breaking point.

Equipment:

List here, item by item.
- Lightsaber (single blade, yellow)
- Utility Belt
- Commlink
- Jedi Robes
- Face Mask
- Survival Pack

Personality:

Reserved and studious, to those familiar with Kyman, he exemplifies the concept of a silent work-horse. The way in which he regards his duties is best described as reverent, for in his training he has shown a nearly religious sort of tone. This of course makes him a prime pupil, willing to do whatever asked of him by his teachers, however, likewise it puts him at odds with those who chafe at his zealotry and especially with those he disagrees with.

Underneath this, Kyman struggles with the duality between his heritage and the Jedi Order. While the teachings of the Jedi have given a conduit for the warrior lifestyle of the Kaleesh, the apparent passive response of the Council in response to the ravages of the Mandalorian Wars has redoubled this inner conflict and shown to Kyman that some within the Order are more concerned with peace than defending the innocent in the field of battle. While these concerns have thus far been kept under wraps, the rise of Revan has, in a sense, justified the feelings of Kyman, and he feels a quiet admiration for the efforts of the Revanchist movement.

History:

Born on the planet Kalee, homeworld of the Kaleesh, Kyman ras Shevit would be born into a warrior-society, a harsh place seeped in constant tribal squabbles. The concept of a warrior was enshrined within this place, and had Kyman remained here, there was no doubt that it would be his place to serve on the field for his people, a cog in the machine for some warlord.

But that was not the case, and instead by misfortune, Kyman and his kin were the subject of a slaver operation. Taken by force, Kyman would lose his close kin in the ensuing battle, and so it was that he and many of his tribesman were imprisoned within ships, destined for some unknown purpose. As a mere child, Kyman's fate was headed towards a lifetime of servitude, but again the Force had other plans for him.

By happenstance, the slavers would find themselves pursued by an unknown vessel, one that hailed and demanded the release of all those imprisoned. Met with refusal, this strange ship boarded the slavers and it was to be that their saviors would in fact be from the Jedi Order. Easily overpowering the slavers, Kyman and his kin would be free, given the option to return home when possible. But in Kyman, the Jedi would sense a sensitivity to the Force, and rather than return him to Kalee without family, the Jedi offered Kyman the opportunity to return to the Jedi Order and be raised as a proper Jedi. Kyman accepted, seeing it as a sign that it was his destiny to become a greater warrior than any of his tribe, to avenge the death of his kin, and ultimately to become a hero.

Such high-minded ambitions were tempered by the training of the Jedi Order, and while Kyman retained many of his Kaleesh customs, he has adopted the Jedi teachings to moderate the aggression inherent within Kaleesh society. Studying under the Jedi who saved him from a life of slavery, a Kel Dor named Bo-Wen Pree, Kyman grew close to his master, and Master Pree was the force he needed to adapt to the Jedi Code. Now, having risen to the rank of Knight, Kyman sees this crisis as one that will allow him to put to practice his teachings and to prove that he has what it takes to be a warrior-Jedi.

Relationships and Acquaintances:

Jask Wohtan - By virtue of their shared master, it was inevitable that Kyman would grow to know Jask Wohtan, regarding him as one of his few friends and confidants beyond Master Pree.

Star Wars: Revanchism [KOTOR era]

Alright, my prior posted CS is all filled in. As a run-down of changes beyond simply adding information, I bumped up his age to be a recently risen knight. I've also added a relationship to Cheef's character.

I hope everything looks in order.

[Interest/Concept Thread] The Horror of Harrishall

Just a general character idea for perusal.

character sheet

Kenneth "Ken" Kinworthy

21

Resident Paranormalist | Specializing in Cryptozoology

Well Read in All Things Paranormal

Total Klutz

Biography and Personal Information:

Born to a well-to-do family of doctors and learned folks, great expectations were placed upon the shoulders of baby Ken, only reinforced by his exceptional curiosity and academic excellence in his youth. But the Kinworthy clan were aghast to find that Ken had no intention in studying typical academia nor in becoming a standard scientist. Obsessed with folklore, mythology, and all things weird, he decided to eschew college and instead took to obscure forum posts, hokey accounts from self-professed occultists, and personal testimony from any kook willing to speak.

When the Monstrous Mysteries blog and magazine formed, Ken named himself a bonafide "Paranormalist" an expert in all things paranormal, from UFOs to the spectral realm of spirits, to the pseudoscience of the occult. However, it was the field of cryptozoology that he truly loved, Bigfoot, Mothman, the Jersey Devil, and all sorts of odd beings not fully understood. And so when news of this "Harrishall Monster" reached him, he was among the most vocal in getting the gang to visit it.

Ken's true ambition is to figure out what sort of cryptid this "Harrishall Monster" is, classify it, and make a name for himself in the esteemed world of cryptozoologists and paranormalists.

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

<Snipped quote by Dedonus>

Looks good to me

@nitemare shape

Awesome, thank you for the approval!

Create-A-Hero: A Superhero RPG Season 2- New Horizons (Closed)

Character you have created: Dirk Morton

Alias: Bonefist

Speech Color (Actually say what you're using): LightSlateGray

Character Alignment: Villain

Identity: Secret

Character Personality:

Selfish and standoffish, Morton is a product of a rough life with all the scars to prove it. In his eyes, if something can be taken, it should, most especially if it's worth big bucks. Whether through force or deceit, he sees that the world is one big, fat oyster that only the strong get to enjoy. Of course, nicely paired with this is a strong streak of overconfidence and an ego that is dangerously in need of deflating.

On the personal level, Morton is quite obviously insufferable at times, but deep down he's not a true sadist, nor is he totally insane. While dismissive of things like morality, he has the capability to be a halfway personable friend, a fact only really known by those that grew up with him. In short, he's a a bad man, but not a complete monster.

Uniform/costume:

While in his normal attire, Morton is hardly anything special, typically sporting a shoddy blue, denim jacket, blue jeans, and whatever undershirt he happens to find first on the floor of his van.

However, when he dons the visage of Bonefist, he becomes something quite noticeable. Wearing a buttoned-up black denim jacket with crossbones painted on the back, a bulky bullet-proof vest underneath, and a balaclava (of course sporting a haphazardly painted skull over the cloth), Morton resembles some sort of street thug turned skeleton. What draws the attention most of all however is his large, mechanic gauntlet affixed to his right hand, its grey metal sporting a loose rendition of a skeletal hand, the centerpiece of his entire outfit, and one he takes the most pride in.

Origin Info/Details:

Born on the streets of New York City, Dirk Morton was quickly abandoned by his deadbeat parents, left to the state to raise. Bouncing from children's home to children's home, family to family, Morton grew up as a troubled youth, venting his frustration in the only means he felt he had - crime. Essentially a petty thug for the vast majority of his life, the only brief period where Morton opted to shape up was when he tried to become a police officer of all things, joining the police academy to turn his life around.

Fate would be an unkind mistress and Morton found himself expelled following a violent scuffle between himself and a peer. While not wholly at fault, the blame was levied solely on him because of his background as a "punk". Disillusioned, Morton redoubled his efforts to fight against "the Man" and society, and so it came to be that he entered the life of a minor gangster, an enforcer for a local clique that was small potatoes to real crime lords. This however would set him on the path to becoming Bonefist, as his crime sprees brought him to labs of one Doctor Spiegler.

Beginning as a standard robbery, Morton found himself looting the apartment of "some science nerd" named Spiegler, some aspiring inventor who probably had some good electronics to pawn. What Morton found however was the Spiegler Kinectic Energy Localizer (or SKELE), a fancy title for what was essentially a metal gauntlet that hit with a massive addition to punching power, a sort of power-fist. Seeing opportunity, Morton grabbed the device for himself, and with it, he saw great potential, a chance to even the playing field between himself and the world. Now he had the tools to be something better than a street rat - he could be rich, he could be famous, he could be a crime legend!

Hero Type (Select one): Normal

Power Level (Select one below): Street Level

Powers (Be Specific):

SKELE Power-Fist: While a normal man, the SKELE Power-Fist allows Morton to punch with an abnormal amount of power with little effort. When in an active state, the Power-Fist can punch through solid walls (or humans!), the number of times dependent on the material. While a typical household wall would take a single blow, Morton has found that things like pesky bank vaults require around five to nine smacks before they open up.

Attributes (Select one at each category):

Height: 6'3
Weight: 220
Strength Level: Normal | Can punch through solid walls with SKELE power
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Normal
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort: Normal
Agility: Normal
Intelligence: Average
Fighting Skill: Trained

Resources: Minimal - Living on the streets ain't so luxurious, but he does have a beat-up van that sometimes runs.

Weaknesses: Not the sharpest knife in the drawer, coupled with the quite-wrong belief that he is in fact a very, very sharp knife with great plans.

Supporting Characters: Chet "Cheesy" Peake - A childhood friend who tends to be the more realistic of the two, although his sage wisdom has gone especially ignored in recent times.

Do you know how to post pictures on RPG boards?:



Sample Post (Minimum Four paragraphs containing dialogue. As this is an Advanced Level game, Sample must also meet the RPG forum's minimum requirement of 12 lines. Only for first time applicants.):

Hider

Keep the Change

"Come on man, that looks ridiculous! What are you, a Halloween ad?"

Morton continued to ignore his friend. There was a reason they called him "Cheesy" Peake; he was a classic rat who didn't know anything. Slipping on his balaclava, he struggled to adjust it to where it looked just perfect while simultaneously trying to hide his efforts. Before Cheesy could get in another dig, a sharp knock rattled the flimsy apartment door.

"Who the-" began Morton, but Cheesy waved away his concerns.

"Just the pizza guy."

"Pizza guy!? Think maybe you should have gave me the heads-up so, y'know, he doesn't see who I am?

"As if anyone knows who you are." Cheesy laughed and went to the door, hesitating before he opened it. "Oh, and you're buying, I'm out of cash."

Morton snatched up his nearly-empty and chucked it at Cheesy, popping him in the head. First the rat whines and now asks for hand-outs. Mouthing a few expletives in response, Cheesy grabbed the wallet from the ground and moved to procure his pizza, emptying the wallet of its few, lonely dollars. Pressing himself back in the already cramped apartment, Morton continued gearing up, putting the final piece on, the magnum opus, his ticket out of the gutters - the SKELE Power-Fist.

Like a child opening a Christmas present, his face lit up as he took it from its hiding spot, stashed under a rickety cabinet. Although outwardly simple, Morton, through his own limited inspection, saw it as a wonder in his eyes, a design simplistic and sufficiently brutish. A giant fist, adorned with his own addition of a painted skeletal hand, perfect for making his mark. As he slid in on, its working swallowing his arm up nearly to the elbow, he flipped a switch location behind a tiny panel. With that came the hum of its activation, as gizmos and gadgets began to whir to life, a satisfying tune that would be interrupted by a heated discussion in the next room.

"Seriously man, you ALWAYS stiff me on the tip! Not even a dollar, ONE DOLLAR!" yelled an unknown voice, though it was apparent that it belonged to the pizza delivery man. Cheesy of course denied such claims, despite them being completely true, and the argument only escalated from there. This was a special time for Morton, and he had little patience at the moment for an annoying - not to mention attention-grabbing - dispute breaking out.

Adjusting his mask one last time, he stood and quickly entered the main room, in view of the front door. Glancing over, the delivery man, some thirty-something deadbeat by the looks of him, suddenly lost his train of thought, his round of screaming fading to a vague "uhhh?" Without breaking a stride, Morton marched up to the man and delivered a quick jab to his stomach, sending the man back, out of the room, into the hallway, and right into the thin wall directly opposite the door before falling unto the carpeted floor. Cheesy stood mouth agape until the man began to stir. Looking up, the delivery man was aghast and looking a bit nauseous, and without much pomp he ran. Had Morton not lowered the power levels on his Power-Fist, he may not have been alive enough to do even that. As the man neared the staircase and took one final look at his attackers, Morton decided to put the cherry on top.

"And keep the change!"

Star Wars: Revanchism [KOTOR era]

Kyman ras Shevit

Character Sheet

Name: Kyman ras Shevit
Species: Kaleesh
Age: 21
Rank/Title: Knight
Planet of Origin/Birth: Kalee
Force Sensitive Y/N: Y

Appearance:


Just below six feet tall, Kyman stands slightly above average for his species. Despite this relatively normal height, for those unaccustomed to the sight of Kaleesh, Kyman could prove a striking sight, his traditional mask giving him the visage of something savage. As was custom on his homeworld, his mask, combined with his draping robes, leaves much of what he looks like to the imagination, his tusks being one of the few indicators of his physiology when in his garb. Despite this backwater connotation, he takes great strides to maintain his wrappings, robes, and mask, treating them with an almost sacred sort of care.

Behind the mask, Kyman is a reddish-brown hue, with scaly skin and sharp, pointed ears. From his upper jaw protrudes two, prominent fleshy tusks, while two smaller ones come from his lower jaw. His eyes, typically narrowed and questioning, gleam a dull yellow. A single, jet black braid is collected on the top of his head, tightly tied back.

Skills/Abilities:

Please list with most potent skills first.
- Form II/VI Specialist - Trained firstly in Form VI by his master, Kyman however grew fascinated by the styles of the Way of Contention, or Form II. The eloquence and duelist qualities of Form II earned his admiration, and so he took it upon himself to become a student of it, fusing it with his background in Form VI.
- Sun Djem - Kyman has honed his skill within Form II to focus on the art of Sun djem, the focus of disarming one's opponents by breaking their weapons or striking at their hands to force a removal of their grip.
- Breath Control - Long sessions of practice have allowed Kyman to hone his self-control to great lengths, allowing him to hold his breath for a long period of time with ease.
- Battlemind - Kyman's honed mind allows him to likewise persevere through his normal breaking point.

Equipment:

List here, item by item.
- Lightsaber (single blade, yellow)
- Utility Belt
- Commlink
- Jedi Robes
- Face Mask
- Survival Pack

Personality:

Reserved and studious, to those familiar with Kyman, he exemplifies the concept of a silent work-horse. The way in which he regards his duties is best described as reverent, for in his training he has shown a nearly religious sort of tone. This of course makes him a prime pupil, willing to do whatever asked of him by his teachers, however, likewise it puts him at odds with those who chafe at his zealotry and especially with those he disagrees with.

Underneath this, Kyman struggles with the duality between his heritage and the Jedi Order. While the teachings of the Jedi have given a conduit for the warrior lifestyle of the Kaleesh, the apparent passive response of the Council in response to the ravages of the Mandalorian Wars has redoubled this inner conflict and shown to Kyman that some within the Order are more concerned with peace than defending the innocent in the field of battle. While these concerns have thus far been kept under wraps, the rise of Revan has, in a sense, justified the feelings of Kyman, and he feels a quiet admiration for the efforts of the Revanchist movement.

History:

Born on the planet Kalee, homeworld of the Kaleesh, Kyman ras Shevit would be born into a warrior-society, a harsh place seeped in constant tribal squabbles. The concept of a warrior was enshrined within this place, and had Kyman remained here, there was no doubt that it would be his place to serve on the field for his people, a cog in the machine for some warlord.

But that was not the case, and instead by misfortune, Kyman and his kin were the subject of a slaver operation. Taken by force, Kyman would lose his close kin in the ensuing battle, and so it was that he and many of his tribesman were imprisoned within ships, destined for some unknown purpose. As a mere child, Kyman's fate was headed towards a lifetime of servitude, but again the Force had other plans for him.

By happenstance, the slavers would find themselves pursued by an unknown vessel, one that hailed and demanded the release of all those imprisoned. Met with refusal, this strange ship boarded the slavers and it was to be that their saviors would in fact be from the Jedi Order. Easily overpowering the slavers, Kyman and his kin would be free, given the option to return home when possible. But in Kyman, the Jedi would sense a sensitivity to the Force, and rather than return him to Kalee without family, the Jedi offered Kyman the opportunity to return to the Jedi Order and be raised as a proper Jedi. Kyman accepted, seeing it as a sign that it was his destiny to become a greater warrior than any of his tribe, to avenge the death of his kin, and ultimately to become a hero.

Such high-minded ambitions were tempered by the training of the Jedi Order, and while Kyman retained many of his Kaleesh customs, he has adopted the Jedi teachings to moderate the aggression inherent within Kaleesh society. Studying under the Jedi who saved him from a life of slavery, a Kel Dor named Bo-Wen Pree, Kyman grew close to his master, and Master Pree was the force he needed to adapt to the Jedi Code. Now, having risen to the rank of Knight, Kyman sees this crisis as one that will allow him to put to practice his teachings and to prove that he has what it takes to be a warrior-Jedi.

Relationships and Acquaintances:

Jask Wohtan - By virtue of their shared master, it was inevitable that Kyman would grow to know Jask Wohtan, regarding him as one of his few friends and confidants beyond Master Pree.

Star Wars: Revanchism [KOTOR era]

Definitely interested in joining if there are spots available. As a general character idea, so that maybe I can link my character to someone else, here's some key points I had in mind (of course subject to GM scrutiny).

- Kaleesh Padawan from Kalee
- Grew up into slavery but at a very young age happened to be found and freed by Jedi
- Recognized as force-sensitive and taken into training

Not much, but if it seems fine and others perhaps want a padawan, I am done.