The Survivor

Coruscant Sacked: Aftermath

Corr Halcord

Name: Corr Halcard
Species: Red Sith (24% Imperial Human)
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Faction: Sith Empire
Rank: Apprentice (Nearly an Inquisitor)
Master: Sith Lord Sish

Appearance:

Has a common imperial accent. Stands at 6 foot 3 inches or a little taller than 1.8 meters. Under his hood is a full head of short brown hair, usually with a loose strand coming over his forehead when his hood is down.

Lightsabers

The right one is longer than the left by about 10 inches

Notable Characteristics of Species:

Natural Affinity for the force

Flaws:

Suspicious- Due to past experiences, Corr isn't likely to trust anyone.
Technologically Inept- Computers do not bend to Corr's will like the force does.
Arrogant- While smart in the long run, Corr's overconfidence in his combat abilities may catch up to him one day.
Resents Owing Anyone- Corr hates owing anyone favors, so if he owes you a favor, he'll probably not like you. Just like he doesn't like his Father.

Skills:

Form I- Schii-Cho
Form VI- Niman
Double Bladed Training- Trained in wielding two lightsabers, one slightly shorter than the other, with Form VI to maximize the effectiveness of combat.
Inquisitor Training- Has skill and experience in interrogation and has extensive knowledge of the anatomies of most known species.
Tactical Aptitude- Has a natural talent for tactical action, some say from his Mother who is an Imperial Navy Commander and skilled tactician. But he still has much to learn.
Competent Pilot- He can fly a fighter no problem, but if he's surrounded and outnumbered, there might be a problem.
Budding Politician- As Corr gets older, he's starting to realize the importance of politics in the empire. He's slowly but surely picking up all the quirks and skills needed to make his way up the hierarchy.
Psychological Warrior- Being an Inquisitor, Corr understands all too well the importance of psychological warfare. A good part of his Inquisitor training was spent learning to break down the enemy without even touching them.

Force capabilities:

Basic Sith Powers
Force Persuade (Intimidation)- Being Over 6 feet tall and having the permanent look of irritation, Corr can be fairly intimidating. Usually all it takes is a nudge in the right direction for some suspects. While the force is a powerful influence in of itself, Corr still has to use some of his own tactics to help it along, especially with stronger willed species.
Force Choke- The embodiment of anger and passion, Corr finds this useful when he needs to threaten someone. Or simply shut them up.
Force Fear- One of Corr's favorite in interrogation, delving into someone's mind and making their fears a reality is a precise art, one Corr has yet to master. True masters can make someone's fears appear in front of them without even being in the same room, but Corr is far from a master. He has to maintain eye contact and pour all of his negative feeling into deep concentration.
Force Lightning- The Dark Side in all of it's power, Corr uses Force Lightning when he wants someone to bend to him. Whether by wounding them or killing them.
Detoxify Poison- Being as suspicious as Corr is, he decided it would be beneficial to learn this ability in case he makes an enemy of a coward who won't challenge him in combat.

Biography:

Corr was born on Dromund Kaas in 3673 BBY. His Mother was an Imperial Officer and his father a promising Sith apprentice. From a very young age, Corr showed to be very strong in the force and was given to the Sith by his parents when he was 5. From there he lived and breathed the empire. He was raised in the academy, more often than not excelling at many subjects. But while he was exceptional, he was also a powder keg waiting to explode. No doubt due to his father's own temper, which was famous for cutting down Jedi in it's fury. Sometimes it took a lot, like a pack of students who thought they could handle some lone sith. Or it took very little, like a droid bumping into him on his way to the mess.

Either way, he earned a reputation of being unpredictable and dangerous. Some instructors recognized his potential and how much more dangerous he could be if he could control his rage and passion (And more than likely a promotion for teaching a promising young sith.) They also realized a young sith powder keg was a recipe for disaster. And so Corr began training in Schii-Cho to discipline him. After some time, the instructors realized he was much more at home with two blades and when he was about 8 he began training in Niman.

Along with his lightsaber training, Corr's strong connection to the force gave him an advantage and his harsh, yet intelligent nature made his a good candidate for inquisitor. So he was taken under the wing of Ular Obesti, an inquisitor. They trained for several years together and Ular taught Corr everything he knew. But Ular had a secret Corr did not know about. Corr's Sith Lord Father was Ular's rival and Ular had been waiting for years to get back at him. No one would bat an eye over a dead apprentice. He attempted to kill Corr in his sleep. But Corr was attuned heavily into the force and when Ular attacked him, his danger sense triggered.

A fierce saber battle ensued, but it was becoming increasingly clear that Corr would be killed. At that moment his father, who had been secretly tracking Corr's progress and simultaneously keeping an eye on his rival , stepped in and slew Ular. It was over in a second. His father's infamous rage destroyed Ular. Corr's father saved him, but was disappointed by his son's weakness and took the blame, claiming Ular was a weak fool and his ambition far exceeded his power and capabilities. Due to his political pull, Lord Halcard received a minor punishment, barely worth mentioning.

Corr resented owing his father, who had only spoke to him a few times throughout his life. His mother, a commander in the Imperial Navy, was much more supportive. Corr had survived but the feelings of abandonment, betrayal, and disgust Corr felt ensured he would trust no one for a long time. Corr knew then that only the strong survived and he was determined to thrive in this unforgiving universe.

Not long after the death of his former mentor did he meet Zanna, a fellow Inquisitor. While certainly not the most intimidating and definitely not the most powerful, Corr could tell she was smart and dangerous, in her own way. So he decided to make friends with her, which was made easier considering he was majority Red Sith as well. He shared her interests and built on her Red Sith superiority complex.

He inquired about her research and shared some meaningless gossip with her, and soon she began to warm up to him, though he knew he would have to do more if she was to stay loyal. He would need friends if he was to become stronger. Though Zanna wasn't the most influential of the sith, he had a feeling she would prove a valuable ally later on. Of course this was all to his benefit, he didn't actually care for her and would toss her away if something better happened along. Around this time, his mother, Lieutenant Commander Isla Halcard was assigned a high command position in The Kaggath.

Despite training to be an Inquisitor, Corr has always found lightsaber combat more thrilling than torture, interrogation, or even using the force as a whole. Which is why he's focused on training with lightsabers just as much as he's trained with his force abilities. He believes body should be just as strong as mind.

Corr was sent on several assignments after that, mostly to see his progress in the field. As predicted he thrived and by his 19th year he had already killed a Jedi knight and his padawan, while recovering intel on Jedi movements. The most prominent of his assignments though was to the sacking of Coruscant where he was to hunt down some surviving Jedi and report to Sith Lord Sish on the Kaggath, unbeknownst to Corr, Sish picked him out from a list of prospective apprentices. When he learned Zanna would be aboard as well, it was somewhat of a relief, it can be so hard to make friends sometimes...

Personality and/or Motivation:

Harsh, power-hungry, suspicious, these all describe Corr. He wants to be the strongest, to get to the point where he doesn't have to fight for his life, because in a universe where the weak are destroyed and the strong remain supreme, what other choice is there? He believes every living thing has the potential to become powerful, which is why weaklings infuriate and anger him. He's arrogant, but smart. He may overestimate himself, but he never underestimates others. He understands the necessity of allies and will try to make a friend rather than an enemy. But if making a friend means making an enemy stronger than he is, he may not make a friend at all. What angers him the most though is betrayal. If you cross him, it may be the last thing you ever do.

Player’s long term goals:

Become an apprentice of Darth Nyiss.
Become the strongest and thrive.

Relations:

Zanna, Fellow Inquisitor
Darth Nyiss, by reputation
Sith Lord Sish, Master
Sith Lord Halcard, Father

Final Point - Secrets:

His father killed a fellow Sith Lord to save his life.

Coruscant Sacked: Aftermath

Name: Corr Halcard
Species: Red Sith (24% Imperial Human)
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Faction: Sith Empire
Rank: Apprentice (Nearly an Inquisitor)
Master: Sith Lord Sish

Appearance:

Has a common imperial accent. Stands at 6 foot 3 inches or a little taller than 1.8 meters.

Lightsabers

The right one is longer than the left by about 10 inches

Notable Characteristics of Species:

Natural Affinity for the force

Flaws:

Suspicious- Due to past experiences, Corr isn't likely to trust anyone.
Technologically Inept- Computers do not bend to Corr's will like the force does.
Arrogant- While smart in the long run, Corr's overconfidence in his combat abilities may catch up to him one day.
Resents Owing Anyone- Corr hates owing anyone favors, so if he owes you a favor, he'll probably not like you. Just like he doesn't like his Father.

Skills:

Form I- Schii-Cho
Form VI- Niman
Double Bladed Training- Trained in wielding two lightsabers, one slightly shorter than the other, with Form VI to maximize the effectiveness of combat.
Inquisitor Training- Has skill and experience in interrogation and has extensive knowledge of the anatomies of most known species.
Tactical Aptitude- Has a natural talent for tactical action, some say from his Mother who is an Imperial Navy Commander and skilled tactician. But he still has much to learn.
Competent Pilot- He can fly a fighter no problem, but if he's surrounded and outnumbered, there might be a problem.
Budding Politician- As Corr gets older, he's starting to realize the importance of politics in the empire. He's slowly but surely picking up all the quirks and skills needed to make his way up the hierarchy.
Psychological Warrior- Being an Inquisitor, Corr understands all too well the importance of psychological warfare. A good part of his Inquisitor training was spent learning to break down the enemy without even touching them.

Force capabilities:

Basic Sith Powers
Force Persuade (Intimidation)- Being Over 6 feet tall and having the permanent look of irritation, Corr can be fairly intimidating. Usually all it takes is a nudge in the right direction for some suspects. While the force is a powerful influence in of itself, Corr still has to use some of his own tactics to help it along, especially with stronger willed species.
Force Choke- The embodiment of anger and passion, Corr finds this useful when he needs to threaten someone. Or simply shut them up.
Force Fear- One of Corr's favorite in interrogation, delving into someone's mind and making their fears a reality is a precise art, one Corr has yet to master. True masters can make someone's fears apaer in front of them without even being in the same room, but Corr is far from a master. He has to maintain eye contact and pour all of his negative feeling into deep concentration.
Force Lightning- The Dark Side in all of it's power, Corr uses Force Lightning when he wants someone to bend to him. Whether by wounding them or killing them.
Detoxify Poison- Being as suspicious as Corr is, he decided it would be beneficial to learn this ability in case he makes an enemy of a coward who won't challenge him in combat.

Biography:

Corr was born on Dromund Kaas in 3673 BBY. His Mother was an Imperial Officer and his father a promising Sith apprentice. From a very young age, Corr showed to be very strong in the force and was given to the Sith by his parents when he was 5. From there he lived and breathed the empire. He was raised in the academy, more often than not excelling at many subjects. But while he was exceptional, he was also a powder keg waiting to explode. No doubt due to his father's own temper, which was famous for cutting down Jedi in it's fury. Sometimes it took a lot, like a pack of students who thought they could handle some lone sith. Or it took very little, like a droid bumping into him on his way to the mess.

Either way, he earned a reputation of being unpredictable and dangerous. Some instructors recognized his potential and how much more dangerous he could be if he could control his rage and passion (And more than likely a promotion for teaching a promising young sith.) They also realized a young sith powder keg was a recipe for disaster. And so Corr began training in Schii-Cho to discipline him. After some time, the instructors realized he was much more at home with two blades and when he was about 8 he began training in Niman.

Along with his lightsaber training, Corr's strong connection to the force gave him an advantage and his harsh, yet intelligent nature made his a good candidate for inquisitor. So he was taken under the wing of Ular Obesti, an inquisitor. They trained for several years together and Ular taught Corr everything he knew. But Ular had a secret Corr did not know about. Corr's Sith Lord Father was Ular's rival and Ular had been waiting for years to get back at him. No one would bat an eye over a dead apprentice. He attempted to kill Corr in his sleep. But Corr was attuned heavily into the force and when Ular attacked him, his danger sense triggered.

A fierce saber battle ensued, but it was becoming increasingly clear that Corr would be killed. At that moment his father, who had been secretly tracking Corr's progress and simultaneously keeping an eye on his rival , stepped in and slew Ular. It was over in a second. His father's infamous rage destroyed Ular. Corr's father saved him, but was disappointed by his son's weakness and took the blame, claiming Ular was a weak fool and his ambition far exceeded his power and capabilities. Due to his political pull, Lord Halcard received a minor punishment, barely worth mentioning.

Corr resented owing his father, who had only spoke to him a few times throughout his life. His mother, a commander in the Imperial Navy, was much more supportive. Corr had survived but the feelings of abandonment, betrayal, and disgust Corr felt ensured he would trust no one for a long time. Corr knew then that only the strong survived and he was determined to thrive in this unforgiving universe.

Not long after the death of his former mentor did he meet Zanna, a fellow Inquisitor. While certainly not the most intimidating and definitely not the most powerful, Corr could tell she was smart and dangerous, in her own way. So he decided to make friends with her, which was made easier considering he was majority Red Sith as well. He shared her interests and built on her Red Sith superiority complex.

He inquired about her research and shared some meaningless gossip with her, and soon she began to warm up to him, though he knew he would have to do more if she was to stay loyal. He would need friends if he was to become stronger. Though Zanna wasn't the most influential of the sith, he had a feeling she would prove a valuable ally later on. Of course this was all to his benefit, he didn't actually care for her and would toss her away if something better happened along. Around this time, his mother, Lieutenant Commander Isla Halcard was assigned a high command position in The Kaggath.

Despite training to be an Inquisitor, Corr has always found lightsaber combat more thrilling than torture, interrogation, or even using the force as a whole. Which is why he's focused on training with lightsabers just as much as he's trained with his force abilities. He believes body should be just as strong as mind.

Corr was sent on several assignments after that, mostly to see his progress in the field. As predicted he thrived and by his 19th year he had already killed a Jedi knight and his padawan, while recovering intel on Jedi movements. The most prominent of his assignments though was to the sacking of Coruscant where he was to hunt down some surviving Jedi and report to Sith Lord Sish on the Kaggath, unbeknownst to Corr, Sish picked him out from a list of prospective apprentices. When he learned Zanna would be aboard as well, it was somewhat of a relief, it can be so hard to make friends sometimes...

Personality and/or Motivation:

Harsh, power-hungry, suspicious, these all describe Corr. He wants to be the strongest, to get to the point where he doesn't have to fight for his life, because in a universe where the weak are destroyed and the strong remain supreme, what other choice is there? He believes every living thing has the potential to become powerful, which is why weaklings infuriate and anger him. He's arrogant, but smart. He may overestimate himself, but he never underestimates others. He understands the necessity of allies and will try to make a friend rather than an enemy. But if making a friend means making an enemy stronger than he is, he may not make a friend at all. What angers him the most though is betrayal. If you cross him, it may be the last thing you ever do.

Player’s long term goals:

Become an apprentice of Darth Nyiss.
Become the strongest and thrive.

Relations:

Zanna, Fellow Inquisitor
Darth Nyiss, by reputation
Sith Lord Sish, Master
Sith Lord Halcard, Father

Final Point - Secrets:

His father killed a fellow Sith Lord to save his life.

@The Survivor

Revamped bio and slightly vamped skills, particularly in the tactician skill. @Fallenreaper,@Ellri, and SunderedEcho.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Enzius Zarbath

Enzius rode into the fairgrounds, looking around in awe at all the vibrant colors against the landscape. The college towered over the colorful fair, dark and foreboding. Inside was the knowledge to mastering his power. His pony, which he had named Sire after an energetic elf from his childhood. Sire whinnied indignantly at all the noise and Enzius patted his neck reassuringly, steering past a group of children. As he rode through the grounds, he saw the occasional snow elf and even a wood elf, who towered over everyone else. There were several Esyires flying through the sky, which astounded Enzius as he almost fell off Sire gazing at a dragon flying directly over him. He looked around and spotted a student, some dwarf. He rode up to the dwarf, "Hey you there!" he said in a rough common tongue, being much more used to graceful dialect of his clan and the Snow Elves. "Who do I speak to to enroll in the college?" The dwarf smiled and replied "Oh, that would be Ms. Lucilia. She's in the dining hall." Enzius nodded and rode on, Sire trotting towards the college. As he entered the gates, a servant came up to him and offered to take Sire to the stables. After a moments hesitation, he nodded and dismounted Sire, patting his snout reassuringly as he made his way towards the dining hall. He followed the signs further down into the castle, turning a corner and marveling at the size of the feast before him. There was enough food here to last the clan years! He made his way into the college, following the servants' description of Lucilia. Finally, he spotted her at a table and made his way over to her. He thought about the way he would introduce himself. He was representing Enfeah after all. He hopped up onto her table, standing over her plate of food. He bowed slightly and stated in a rough elven accent "Greetings, I am Enzius Zarbath of the honorable clan Enfeah. I wish to enroll at your college."

Star Wars: Revanchism (Mandalorian Wars)

Character Sheet

Name: Gwanorak Obedo
Species: Rishii
Age: 21
Rank/Title: Jedi Knight
Planet of Origin/Birth: Rishi
Force Sensitive Y/N: Y
Appearance:


This Rishii stands at 5 foot 3 inches or 1.6 meters. His feathers are brown save for his face, which his a combination of vibrant red and white. His eyes are a vibrant yellow. His beak is different fro most Rishii as it is more red than yellow, with the tip being as black as night. Gwanorak has an impressive physique with broad shoulders and strong muscles, partially due to his Jedi training, partially due to his ability to fly. He wears classic Jedi robes and hood. Though with the coming war he might change into something a bit more maneuverable.

Skills/Abilities:
- Flying: Gwanorak has the ability to fly long distances, being a Rishii. However he would have to go shirtless for his feathers to do their thing.
- Basic Jedi Force Abilities
- Force Wave- Gwanorak can call on the force and send a wave of power out from him.
- Force Healing- Gwanorak can heal himself and others in the midst of battle.
- Skilled Pilot- Gwanorak is an excellent pilot, being familiar with the sky, space wasn't all that much of a lea for him.
- Lightsaber Form IV- Ataru

Equipment:
List here, item by item.
- A Green Lightsaber
- A Jedi tunic, usually with a dark brown cloak
- [WIP]
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Personality:
[WIP]

History:
[WIP]

Relationships and Acquaintances:
[WIP]

Coruscant Sacked: Aftermath

Name: Corr Halcard
Species: Red Sith (24% Imperial Human)
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Faction: Sith Empire
Rank: Apprentice ( Nearly an Inquisitor)
Master: Sith Lord Sish

Appearance:

Has a common imperial accent. Stands at 6 foot 3 inches or a little taller than 1.8 meters.

Lightsabers

The right one is longer than the left by about 10 inches

Notable Characteristics of Species:

Natural Affinity for the force

Flaws:

Suspicious- Due to past experiences, Corr isn't likely to trust anyone.
Technologically Inept- Computers do not bend to Corr's will like the force does.
Arrogant- While smart in the long run, Corr's overconfidence in his combat abilities may catch up to him one day.
Resents Owing Anyone- Corr hates owing anyone favors, so if he owes you a favor, he'll probably not like you. Just like he doesn't like his Father.

Skills:

Form I- Schii-Cho
Form VI- Niman
Double Bladed Training- Trained in wielding two lightsabers, one slightly shorter than the other, with Form VI to maximize the effectiveness of combat.
Inquisitor Training- Has skill and experience in interrogation and has extensive knowledge of the anatomies of most known species.
Excellent Tactician- Corr has excelled at tactical action and analysis, he's definitely an asset in the strategy room. Many say he received it from his mother, who was a commander in the navy and skilled tactician herself.
Competent Pilot- He can fly a fighter no problem, but if he's surrounded and outnumbered, there might be a problem.
Budding Politician- As Corr gets older, he's starting to realize the importance of politics in the empire. He's slowly but surely picking up all the quirks and skills needed to make his way up the hierarchy.
Psychological Warrior- Being an Inquisitor, Corr understands all too well the importance of psychological warfare. A good part of his Inquisitor training was spent learning to break down the enemy without even touching them.

Force capabilities:

Basic Sith Powers
Force Persuade (Intimidation)- Being Over 6 feet tall and having the permanent look of irritation, Corr can be fairly intimidating. Usually all it takes is a nudge in the right direction for some suspects. While the force is a powerful influence in of itself, Corr still has to use some of his own tactics to help it along, especially with stronger willed species.
Force Choke- The embodiment of anger and passion, Corr finds this useful when he needs to threaten someone. Or simply shut them up.
Force Fear- One of Corr's favorite in interrogation, delving into someone's mind and making their fears a reality is a precise art, one Corr has yet to master. True masters can make someone's fears apaer in front of them without even being in the same room, but Corr is far from a master. He has to maintain eye contact and pour all of his negative feeling into deep concentration.
Force Lightning- The Dark Side in all of it's power, Corr uses Force Lightning when he wants someone to bend to him. Whether by wounding them or killing them.
Detoxify Poison- Being as suspicious as Corr is, he decided it would be beneficial to learn this ability in case he makes an enemy of a coward who won't challenge him in combat.

Biography:

Corr was born on Dromund Kaas in 3673 BBY. His Mother was an Imperial Officer and his Father A promising Sith apprentice. From a very young age, Corr showed to be very strong in the force and was given to the Sith by his parents when he was 5. From there he lived and breathed the empire. He was raised in the academy, more often than not excelling at many subjects. But while he was exceptional, he was also a powder keg waiting to explode. No doubt due to his father's own temper, which was famous for cutting down Jedi in it's fury. Sometimes it took a lot, like a pack of students who thought they could handle some lone sith. Or it took very little, like a droid bumping into him on his way to the mess. Either way, he earned a reputation of being unpredictable and dangerous. Some instructors recognized his potential and how much more dangerous he could be if he could control his rage and passion (And more than likely a promotion for teaching a promising young sith.)

They also realized a young sith powder keg was a recipe for disaster. And so Corr began training in Schii-Cho to discipline him. After some time, the instructors realized he was much more at home with two blades and when he was about 8 he began training in Niman.

Along with his lightsaber training, Corr's strong connection to the force gave him an advantage and his harsh, yet intelligent nature made his a good candidate for inquisitor. So he was taken under the wing of Ular Obesti, an inquisitor. They trained for several years together and Ular taught Corr everything he knew. But Ular had a secret Corr did not know about. Corr's Sith Lord Father was Ular's rival and Ular had been waiting for years to get back at him. No one would bat an eye over a dead apprentice. He attempted to kill Corr in his sleep. But Corr was attuned heavily into the force and had been sensing Ular's mounting anxiety for weeks and was quick to awake when that anxiety reached it's peak. A fierce saber battle ensued, but it was becoming increasingly clear that Corr would be killed. At that moment his father, who had been secretly tracking Corr's progress and simultaneously keeping an eye on his rival , stepped in and slew Ular. It was over in a second. His father's infamous rage destroyed Ular.

Corr's father saved him, but was disappointed by his son's weakness and offered no further help but tying up some loose ends so himself or Corr would be executed. He covered it up as an apprentice's attempt to avenge his family, which had been successful. So an apprentice was executed and the case was tied up, but Corr had to keep it secret. Corr resented owing his father, who had only spoke to him a few times throughout his life. His mother, a commander in the Imperial Navy, was much more supportive. Corr had survived but the feelings of abandonment, betrayal, and disgust Corr felt ensured he would trust no one for a long time. Corr knew then that only the strong survived and he was determined to thrive in this unforgiving universe.

Not long after the death of his former mentor did he meet Zanna, a fellow Inquisitor. While certainly not the most intimidating and definitely not the most powerful, Corr could tell she was smart and dangerous, in her own way. So he decided to make friends with her, which was made easier considering he was majority Red Sith as well. He shared her interests and built on her Red Sith superiority complex.

He inquired about her research and shared some meaningless gossip with her, and soon she began to warm up to him, though he knew he would have to do more if she was to stay loyal. He would need friends if he was to become stronger. Though Zanna wasn't the most influential of the sith, he had a feeling she would prove a valuable ally later on. Of course this was all to his benefit, he didn't actually care for her and would toss her away if something better happened along. Around this time Corr's mother, Lieutenant Commander Isla Halcard was assigned to the Kaggath high in the command hierarchy.

Despite training to be an Inquisitor, Corr has always found lightsaber combat more thrilling than torture, interrogation, or even using the force as a whole. Which is why he's focused on training with lightsabers just as much as he's trained with his force abilities. He believes body should be just as strong as mind.

Corr was sent on several assignments after that, mostly to see his progress in the field. As predicted he thrived and by his 19th year he had already killed a Jedi knight and his padawan, while recovering intel on Jedi movements. The most prominent of his assignments though was to the sacking of Coruscant where he was to hunt down some surviving Jedi and report to Sith Lord Sish on the Kaggath, unbeknownst to Corr, Sish picked him out from a list of prospective apprentices.

He found out that his mother was serving on The Kaggath, which made him uneasy. She could be a target if someone wanted to hurt him. He also learned Zanna would be aboard as well, it was somewhat of a relief, it can be so hard to make friends sometimes...

Personality and/or Motivation:

Harsh, power-hungry, suspicious, these all describe Corr. He wants to be the strongest, to get to the point where he doesn't have to fight for his life, because in a universe where the weak are destroyed and the strong remain supreme, what other choice is there? He believes every living thing has the potential to become powerful, which is why weaklings infuriate and anger him. He's arrogant, but smart. He may overestimate himself, but he never underestimates others. He understands the necessity of allies and will try to make a friend rather than an enemy. But if making a friend means making an enemy stronger than he is, he may not make a friend at all. What angers him the most though is betrayal. If you cross him, it may be the last thing you ever do.

Player’s long term goals:

Become an apprentice of Darth Nyiss.
Become the strongest and thrive.

Relations:

Zanna, Fellow Inquisitor
Darth Nyiss, by reputation
Sith Lord Sish, Master
Sith Lord Halcard, Father

Final Point - Secrets:

His father killed a fellow Sith Lord to save his life.

@The Survivor

Alright, revamped skills, force abilities, and bio for @Fallenreaper, @Ellri, and [@SunderedEcho]

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

UserName: The Survivor

Character name: Enzius Zarbath

Age: 19

Mageblood type: Aqua

Favoured Magic Class: Cryomancy

Previous Magic training: Given some minor training by his grandfather, taught how to manipulate water and ice to a basic degree.

Race: Snow Elf

Appearance:


First of all, Enzius doesn't have those tattoos. He's also a bit paler, though tanner then other Snow Elves due to his life on the coast. He has a scar going through his left eye from an incident with a pack of wolves. He's physically fit from a life of hard work and rather tall for a Snow Elf, standing at 3'7. His chin has white hair on it, giving him a half-goatee look. He's usually wearing fur robes, but his journey to the college has forced him to adapt his attire to something like this. He wears a simple steel sword on his side, the hilt wrapped in leather and sitting in a leather scabbard. More like a large dagger for anyone but a Snow Elf. Around his neck rests an amulet made of everlasting ice in the shape of a wolf.

Short Bio: Enzius Zarbath was born to the coastal clan of Enfeah, which is located on the frigid coasts of the frozen plains. Living in Enfeah was hard. Fish were smart and wily, nothing save for the rare snowberry bush would grow and packs of snow wolves roamed the territory outside where ever the clan members made camp. The Snow elves had to get smart quick if they were to survive. They learned to build long boats and trained in combat developed by generations of Snow Elves. Due to the less than common occurrence of a magic user, especially in Enfeah, all mages were sent to the Twilight Academy to be trained in their prospective school. It was tradition for young elves 18-20 to travel to the college. A Mage was invaluable in Enfeah, as wolves were twice the size of Snow Elves and especially vicious. Wolves would often attack the clan in hope of dragging an elf away for a filling meal. The magic line in Enzius' family started with his Great Grandfather, who was the grandson of one of the first elves to settle Enfeah. A Cryomancer of legendary skill, he traveled all over the world before returning home to help build up Enfeah.

The second in Enzius' bloodline to receive magical abilities was his grandfather, Enyor. Enyor became a Cryomancer of incredible skill, continuing the family tradition of becoming a master of his abilities and returning home to make Enfeah stronger and larger. Enzius' father however, did not receive magical abilities and many thought that was the end of the Zarbath Mage Line. Until the reveal of Enzius's abilities when he was 15. One day Enzius accompanied his mother outside the clan's current campsite to meet a foreigner trade caravan, which held trinkets from exotic foreign lands. However, the largest pack of wolves that Enzius ever seen attacked the camp site, about 3 miles outside of Enfeah. Enzius and his mother were able to hide during the chaos of the attack and watched in horror as the humans were torn apart. But these beasts could smell the elves and it wasn't before long that they ripped apart their hiding place. Enzius was slammed in the face with a clawed paw, sending him flying and slashing open the left side of his face. Desperate to protect her son, his mother tackled the wolves and was ripped apart. Seeing the person he loved the most being brutally murdered, something snapped inside of him. Standing up, his face covered in blood, Enzius screamed in rage, he summoned a whirlwind of ice power thought to be impossible from such a young boy.

The ice ripped through several of the wolves, killing them instantly, while others had a slower painful death, the rest retreated into the wilderness yelping. Though definitely impressive and no doubt fueled by strong emotional distress, this display of power nearly killed young Enzius. He collapsed in the middle of the camp site massacre, standing on death's door. His grandfather soon found the camp and saw the scene of carnage unleashed by his grandson. He knew then that Enzius would be the most powerful mage Enfeah has ever seen. He brought Enzius and his mother back to Enfeah, to a mourning town. Enzius' father was in despair, but felt it was a blessing from the gods that Enzius had survived and acquired this power. Enyor knew that he would have to train the boy to keep his emotions from fueling his magic. So after that day, Enyor began training Enzius to control his power. Enzius began to work on the dock, building and rowing long boats. Enyor taught Enzius to control his emotions and how to manipulate water, ice, and snow. His grandfather trained him to wiled a sword, which would save him when magic failed. But Enyor knew he would have to go to the twilight academy if he was to gain true control of his power. So, one day Enyor gave Enzius an amulet carved from ice in the shape of a wolf and told him "Keep this to remind you of the power of ice." And Enzius departed for the Twilight College.

Enzius's journey to the college was an interesting one. After trekking for miles through the frozen plains, Enzius crossed the border into Eania. He fond it so hot that he traveled with his shirt off for the first couple days. When he arrived at a thriving town, he modified his winter attire to better suit the weather. He learned much about the humans and their culture as he traveled. He was astounded by all the green and the docile animals and the sheer size of everything. As he traveled he encountered a variety of strange creatures called demons. After one unpleasant encounter with what seemed to be a enormous bull, he made a point of avoiding them. As he got closer, the landscape started to turn grey and dead. He had learned about this from the humans as he got closer, about the various curses that destroyed the landscape for miles. After 2 weeks and a day of traveling, Enzius rode to the college grounds, marveling at the size of the building. And apparently, he had arrived during some sort of festival.

Good Attributes:
Ingenuity- Working and repairing ships and maintaining weapons gave Enzius a rather creative mind.
Resourcefulness- Living in Enfeah, one learns to use his surroundings to the best of his ability.
Basic swordsmanship- Enzius' Grandfather taught him to defend himself when magic fails. While Enzius is by no means an expert, he is competent enough to survive.
Caring- While not a people person and definitely not polite in most instances, Enzius cares about other people. he doesn't want to see anymore innocent people die.

Bad Attributes:
Distant- Enzius is rather distant with anyone who isn't family. Perhaps that'll change.
Cold- Enzius' grandfather's rigorous training hard wired his brain for survival and along with his harsh lifestyle, he isn't among the friendliest of people.
Easily Irritated- Enzius isn't very patient, especially when it comes to others. At this age, he would make a horrible teacher.
Has a weakness for women- Facing a woman on the battlefield will hurt Enzius greatly and while he may fight just as hard, it would tear him apart inside for months to come. It reminds him too much of the gruesome death of his mother.

Secret Word: Rebirth

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

UserName: The Survivor

Character name: Enzius Zarbath

Age: 19

Mageblood type: Aqua

Favoured Magic Class: Cryomancy

Previous Magic training: Given some minor training by his grandfather, taught how to manipulate water and ice to a basic degree.

Race: Snow Elf

Appearance:


First of all, Enzius doesn't have those tattoos. He's also a bit paler, though tanner then other Snow Elves due to his life on the coast. He has a scar going through his left eye from an incident with a pack of wolves. He's physically fit from a life of hard work and rather tall for a Snow Elf, standing at 3'7. His chin has white hair on it, giving him a half-goatee look. He's usually wearing fur robes, but his journey to the college has forced him to adapt his attire to something like this. He wears a simple steel sword on his side, the hilt wrapped in leather and sitting in a leather scabbard. More like a large dagger for anyone but a Snow Elf. Around his neck rests an amulet made of everlasting ice in the shape of a wolf.

Short Bio: Enzius Zarbath was born to the coastal clan of Enfeah, which is located on the frigid coasts of the frozen plains. Living in Enfeah was hard. Fish were smart and wily, nothing save for the rare snowberry bush would grow and packs of snow wolves roamed the territory outside where ever the clan members made camp. The Snow elves had to get smart quick if they were to survive. They learned to build long boats and trained in combat developed by generations of Snow Elves. Due to the less than common occurrence of a magic user, especially in Enfeah, all mages were sent to the Twilight Academy to be trained in their prospective school. It was tradition for young elves 18-20 to travel to the college. A Mage was invaluable in Enfeah, as wolves were twice the size of Snow Elves and especially vicious. Wolves would often attack the clan in hope of dragging an elf away for a filling meal. The magic line in Enzius' family started with his Great Grandfather, who was the grandson of one of the first elves to settle Enfeah. A Cryomancer of legendary skill, he traveled all over the world before returning home to help build up Enfeah.

The second in Enzius' bloodline to receive magical abilities was his grandfather, Enyor. Enyor became a Cryomancer of incredible skill, continuing the family tradition of becoming a master of his abilities and returning home to make Enfeah stronger and larger. Enzius' father however, did not receive magical abilities and many thought that was the end of the Zarbath Mage Line. Until the reveal of Enzius's abilities when he was 15. One day Enzius accompanied his mother outside the clan's current campsite to meet a foreigner trade caravan, which held trinkets from exotic foreign lands. However, the largest pack of wolves that Enzius ever seen attacked the camp site, about 3 miles outside of Enfeah. Enzius and his mother were able to hide during the chaos of the attack and watched in horror as the humans were torn apart. But these beasts could smell the elves and it wasn't before long that they ripped apart their hiding place. Enzius was slammed in the face with a clawed paw, sending him flying and slashing open the left side of his face. Desperate to protect her son, his mother tackled the wolves and was ripped apart. Seeing the person he loved the most being brutally murdered, something snapped inside of him. Standing up, his face covered in blood, Enzius screamed in rage, he summoned a whirlwind of ice power thought to be impossible from such a young boy.

The ice ripped through several of the wolves, killing them instantly, while others had a slower painful death, the rest retreated into the wilderness yelping. Though definitely impressive and no doubt fueled by strong emotional distress, this display of power nearly killed young Enzius. He collapsed in the middle of the camp site massacre, standing on death's door. His grandfather soon found the camp and saw the scene of carnage unleashed by his grandson. He knew then that Enzius would be the most powerful mage Enfeah has ever seen. He brought Enzius and his mother back to Enfeah, to a mourning town. Enzius' father was in despair, but felt it was a blessing from the gods that Enzius had survived and acquired this power. Enyor knew that he would have to train the boy to keep his emotions from fueling his magic. So after that day, Enyor began training Enzius to control his power. Enzius began to work on the dock, building and rowing long boats. Enyor taught Enzius to control his emotions and how to manipulate water, ice, and snow. His grandfather trained him to wiled a sword, which would save him when magic failed. But Enyor knew he would have to go to the twilight academy if he was to gain true control of his power. So, one day Enyor gave Enzius an amulet carved from ice in the shape of a wolf and told him "Keep this to remind you of the power of ice." And Enzius departed for the Twilight College.

Enzius's journey to the college was an interesting one. After trekking for miles through the frozen plains, Enzius crossed the border into Eania. He fond it so hot that he traveled with his shirt off for the first couple days. When he arrived at a thriving town, he modified his winter attire to better suit the weather. He learned much about the humans and their culture as he traveled. He was astounded by all the green and the docile animals and the sheer size of everything. As he traveled he encountered a variety of strange creatures called demons. After one unpleasant encounter with what seemed to be a enormous bull, he made a point of avoiding them. As he got closer, the landscape started to turn grey and dead. He had learned about this from the humans as he got closer, about the various curses that destroyed the landscape for miles. After 2 weeks and a day of traveling, Enzius rode to the college grounds, marveling at the size of the building. And apparently, he had arrived during some sort of festival.

Good Attributes:
Ingenuity- Working and repairing ships and maintaining weapons gave Enzius a rather creative mind.
Resourcefulness- Living in Enfeah, one learns to use his surroundings to the best of his ability.
Basic swordsmanship- Enzius' Grandfather taught him to defend himself when magic fails. While Enzius is by no means an expert, he is competent enough to survive.
Caring- While not a people person and definitely not polite in most instances, Enzius cares about other people. he doesn't want to see anymore innocent people die.

Bad Attributes:
Distant- Enzius is rather distant with anyone who isn't family. Perhaps that'll change.
Cold- Enzius' grandfather's rigorous training hard wired his brain for survival and along with his harsh lifestyle, he isn't among the friendliest of people.
Easily Irritated- Enzius isn't very patient, especially when it comes to others. At this age, he would make a horrible teacher.
Has a weakness for women- Facing a woman on the battlefield will hurt Enzius greatly and while he may fight just as hard, it would tear him apart inside for months to come. It reminds him too much of the gruesome death of his mother.

Secret Word: Rebirth

@The Survivor

Alright, final edition of my CS waiting for the third vote of @Rtron, @Lucius Cypher and @Fallenreaper have given me the greenlight. Feel free to scold me for lack of detail on Snow Elves.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

UserName: The Survivor

Character name: Enzius Zarbath

Age: 19

Mageblood type: Aqua

Favoured Magic Class: Cryomancy

Previous Magic training: Given some minor training by his grandfather, taught how to manipulate water and ice to a basic degree.

Race: Snow Elf

Appearance:


First of all, Enzius doesn't have those tattoos. He's also a bit paler, though tanner then other Snow Elves due to his life on the coast. He has a scar going through his left eye from an incident with a pack of wolves. He's physically fit from a life of hard work and rather tall for a Snow Elf, standing at 3'7. His chin has white hair on it, giving him a half-goatee look. He's usually wearing fur robes, but his journey to the college has forced him to adapt his attire to something like this. He wears a simple steel sword on his side, the hilt wrapped in leather and sitting in a leather scabbard. More like a large dagger for anyone but a Snow Elf. Around his neck rests an amulet made of everlasting ice in the shape of a wolf.

Short Bio: Enzius Zarbath was born to the coastal clan of Enfeah, which is located on the frigid coasts of the frozen plains. Living in Enfeah was hard. Fish were smart and wily, nothing save for the rare snowberry bush would grow and packs of snow wolves roamed the territory outside where ever the clan members made camp. The Snow elves had to get smart quick if they were to survive. They learned to build long boats and trained in combat developed by generations of Snow Elves. Due to the less than common occurrence of a magic user, especially in Enfeah, all mages were sent to the Twilight Academy to be trained in their prospective school. It was tradition for young elves 18-20 to travel to the college. A Mage was invaluable in Enfeah, as wolves were twice the size of Snow Elves and especially vicious. Wolves would often attack the clan in hope of dragging an elf away for a filling meal. The magic line in Enzius' family started with his Great Grandfather, who was the grandson of one of the first elves to settle Enfeah. A Cryomancer of legendary skill, he traveled all over the world before returning home to help build up Enfeah.

The second in Enzius' bloodline to receive magical abilities was his grandfather, Enyor. Enyor became a Cryomancer of incredible skill, continuing the family tradition of becoming a master of his abilities and returning home to make Enfeah stronger and larger. Enzius' father however, did not receive magical abilities and many thought that was the end of the Zarbath Mage Line. Until the reveal of Enzius's abilities when he was 15. One day Enzius accompanied his mother outside the clan's current campsite to meet a foreigner trade caravan, which held trinkets from exotic foreign lands. However, the largest pack of wolves that Enzius ever seen attacked the camp site, about 3 miles outside of Enfeah. Enzius and his mother were able to hide during the chaos of the attack and watched in horror as the humans were torn apart. But these beasts could smell the elves and it wasn't before long that they ripped apart their hiding place. Enzius was slammed in the face with a clawed paw, sending him flying and slashing open the left side of his face. Desperate to protect her son, his mother tackled the wolves and was ripped apart. Seeing the person he loved the most being brutally murdered, something snapped inside of him. Standing up, his face covered in blood, Enzius screamed in rage, he summoned a whirlwind of ice power thought to be impossible from such a young boy.

The ice ripped through several of the wolves, killing them instantly, while others had a slower painful death, the rest retreated into the wilderness yelping. Though definitely impressive and no doubt fueled by strong emotional distress, this display of power nearly killed young Enzius. He collapsed in the middle of the camp site massacre, standing on death's door. His grandfather soon found the camp and saw the scene of carnage unleashed by his grandson. He knew then that Enzius would be the most powerful mage Enfeah has ever seen. He brought Enzius and his mother back to Enfeah, to a mourning town. Enzius' father was in despair, but felt it was a blessing from the gods that Enzius had survived and acquired this power. Enyor knew that he would have to train the boy to keep his emotions from fueling his magic. So after that day, Enyor began training Enzius to control his power. Enzius began to work on the dock, building and rowing long boats. Enyor taught Enzius to control his emotions and how to manipulate water, ice, and snow. He trained Enzius to wield a sword, which would save him if magic failed. But Enyor knew he would have to go to the twilight academy if he was to gain true control of his power. So, one day Enyor gave Enzius an amulet carved from ice in the shape of a wolf and told him "Keep this to remind you of the power of ice." And Enzius departed for the Scorched lands.

Good Attributes:
Ingenuity- Working and repairing ships and maintaining weapons gave Enzius a rather creative mind.
Resourcefulness- Living in Enfeah, one learns to use his surroundings to the best of his ability.
Basic swordsmanship- Enzius' Grandfather taught him to defend himself when magic fails. While Enzius is by no means an expert, he is competent enough to survive.
Caring- While not a people person and definitely not polite in most instances, Enzius cares about other people. he doesn't want to see anymore innocent people die.

Bad Attributes:
Distant- Enzius is rather distant with anyone who isn't family. Perhaps that'll change.
Cold- Enzius' grandfather's rigorous training hard wired his brain for survival and along with his harsh lifestyle, he isn't among the friendliest of people.
Easily Irritated- Enzius isn't very patient, especially when it comes to others. At this age, he would make a horrible teacher.
Has a weakness for women- Facing a woman on the battlefield will hurt Enzius greatly and while he may fight just as hard, it would tear him apart inside for months to come. It reminds him too much about the gruesome death of his mother.

Secret Word: Rebirth

@The Survivor

Alright, edited and improved.

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

Blood Kombat Arena

Enzius Zarbath VS Annabeth Gulch

FIGHT!

Enzius steeled himself for the coming battle. It was the last thing he wanted to do, but he had no choice. They forced his hand. He agilely climbed a rock formation in the icy cave, reaching the top he could see the entire cave. Behind him resided the alter, sitting cold and ominous at the center of the cave. Strangely enough, it emitted it's own light. Enzius crouched behind a boulder at the top of the formation, hiding out of view from the entrance from the cave. He wanted to gain the element of surprise on his coming enemy. He didn't have to wait long. A few minutes later he heard the clopping of a horse's hooves on the icy stone. As he peered over the stone, his stomach dropped. He saw a maiden, a beautiful girl. But worst of all, her demeanor and grace reminded him of his mother. He hid back behind the stone and silently cursed Them. They knew his weaknesses. Bastards. He silently drew his sword, peeking over the stone again. She was almost under him now. Damn Them, damn Them to hell. He gripped his sword tighter to where his knuckles turned white as snow. He peeked over again. She was right under him now. Enius gritted his teeth and leaped over the stone, falling silently towards the woman. Impossibly, she turned and drew her own hidden blade. He swung against all of his morals and will and there was a clash of sparks. He fell into a roll on the other side of her horse, immediately on his feet and pivoting to face her.

She was a giant on her horse, which whinnied and stared at him with caution. She seemed surprised and slightly shaking, no doubt his ambush startled her. But she should already be dead, how did she predict his move? He stared at her with anger, angry at her, angry at Them, angry at himself. He simply said in common tongue "I'm sorry it has come to this." He leaped at her horse with astounding agility, grabbing a leather strap and thrusting his blade into it's neck. Enzius vaulted off of the horse's shoulder, slitting it's neck, a shower of blood following the snow elf. In a horrific gurgling sound, the horse collapsed to the ground, Enzius looked behind him to see the girl scrambling off the horse, avoiding being trapped under the horse's dying body. She looked at the horse in shock, then looked at the elf with hate he had never seen before. "You son of a bitch!" she screamed, grabbing her sword and charging him. He simply kneeled to the ground and placed a hand on the cold stone floor. He concentrated on the cold, and how it spreads over everything. Nothing can escape from the cold, not in this place. Frost spread out in a fan pattern from his hand, solidifying as it went. Annabeth didn't realize what he was doing until it was too late. Within 2 feet she slipped on the ice, stumbling and falling towards Enzius. He put pressure onto his back foot, preparing to spring forward. Three, Two, One. He sprang forward towards the girl, a perfect shot towards her back. He could end the fight now. Just do it, just end it. He yelled in frustration as he maneuvered his sword and sliced open her left thigh, leaving her to crash onto the icy stone.

She yelped in pain, her hand going to her thigh, which was profusely bleeding. Enzius paced in front of her a few feet, his sword dripping with blood. He was angry, angry at his weakness, angry at Them for putting him in this position, angry at her for being here. Angry at everything. Grandfather discouraged this kind of emotion, as it led to deadly consequences. He looked back at the girl, who had drawn her bow and and was aiming straight at him. He barely avoided getting an arrow to the heart, the arrowhead grazing his arm, leaving a nice sized gash in his right arm. He immediately put pressure onto his wound, cursing his carelessness as he raced to the wall of the cave, an arrow barely missing his head. He dove into a tunnel, scrambling up higher into the cave. Army crawling through the jagged tunnels, he received several scratches and scrapes. A small ledge jutted out from the wall, high above the Alter. The ledge ran about to the middle of the cave, where the young maiden was getting to her feet and approaching the alter. More specifically his direction, she drew back, seemingly staring straight at him. Enzius's eyes widened as he realized what was happening. He dragged himself off the ledge and plummeted towards the alter. He heard the arrow fly past him and heard the thunk of it in the stone.

He landed nimbly on the alter, sword in hand. He felt the ice creep up into him, fueling his power. It was just a block of ice, but it made him more confident. She sent another arrow his way, which he narrowly avoided. He dropped down behind the alter as a flurry of angry arrows were launched at him. He felt the ice against it's back, this...alter of death. He would have to spill her blood here. Damn it. He grew angrier as he thought about it, the injustice of the situation, the innocents who would die. He heard her draw closer, he estimated she was within 3 feet of the altar. He screamed and jumped up onto the alter, seeing her so close, sword in hand. He felt the ice shift beneath, fueled by his rage and frustration. A spike of ice shot out from the alter, impaling her. Her eyes widened in fear and pain. There was several moments of silence. Annabeth coughed up blood, crimson liquid dripping down her chin. He dropped to his knees, unable to stand. He was staring into her eyes, a single burning question. "Why?" Her blood was being absorbed by the spike, small rivers of crimson zooming up and down the ice. It was pleased. Enzius faded into darkness. When he awoke he felt sick. The alter was pleased. But he was horrified and disgusted with himself when he saw the corpse of the young woman, still impaled. Her eyes glazed over, blood dripping from her mouth. She was pale as snow, the spike which she was impaled red as... well, blood. He struggled to get to his feet. He felt nauseous, his arms and legs like noodles. He rested on his haunches and wept silent, angry tears. He would make Them pay.

For @Lucius Cypher

Blood Act I~ Ghosts of the Past

The Alter if fairly self-explanatory: it is made of ice and you murder people on it. Thus I want to know, given your character's current abilities he has, what he will do if he has to kill someone onto the Alter of Ice and Murder. It may decide whether or not I approve of your character, as I want to see what you think your guy is capable of, and how you intend to use him, should such a situation occurs.

@Lucius Cypher

Well, does the alter itself have any special properties, what is the area around it like. He would need a valid reason to kill someone, period. If a voice in his head tells him to do it, he'll probably do the opposite. His grandfather taught him to manipulate water, ice, and snow to a basic degree. So if it's in a snowy area, he would probably try to make it harder for his opponent to see, therefore manipulating the fallen snow and falling snow to his advantage. Obviously not at the level of a blizzard, but just enough to disorient his enemy. If the alter enhances power or gives whoever's touching it special properties, he would definitely make sure he stayed near it, especially if he was fighting someone stronger than him. While obviously having skill with cryomancy, he would not rely on it to fight, at least not at his skill level. That why his grandfather trained him to survive without it. He's skilled enough with a sword to be able to fight and possibly kill someone. Now if the area has a lot of water or his particularly icy, it benefits him. He has a better grasp of manipulating ice than snow and has the hardest time manipulating water. He would most likely try to catch his opponent off guard with a sudden burst of ice, probably by touching an icicle to cause it to grow in size and sharpness, at best wounding his opponent, at worst startling them. I can write a few paragraphs of a fight here in the OOC if you wish.