“What am I? That is a question I have asked myself for years. From my birth to this very moment, it has never truly left the back of my mind. Some would say a man is defined by his actions… perhaps they are right, but I’m afraid my actions would not speak very highly of me. The things I’ve done, it would be enough for me to be shamed across the whole galaxy, shunned by everyone, imprisoned or even killed on sight. But not in this world… In this world, this cruel and messed up world, my actions have made me a very powerful man. There is no justice. Was I, as some might think, sculpted by every decision I made? Or is it different, was I always like this? Incarnating every possible vice a man can incarnate? Perhaps it could be this world that has changed me; maybe I was meant to do good. But I don’t believe it. I am not a good man, and albeit all my imperfections, I am not a man who would make excuses for himself. I shall not blame the world for what I have done, I did everything myself. I am a monster, but I chose to be one and that is more than we can say for most. I think about those people who choose to live quiet and useless lives, crying when men and women like me come to take and destroy. I have lost the capability of feeling bad and feeling sorry for the lives of these innocents. It is not them who burn towns and people alike. They do not steal, they do not lie and they would not stab a man in the back, but they deserve every suffering I can bring to them. They are not evil, but they have permitted evil to plant its seed in the universe. They have allowed men like me to exist and some are even glad we do. Now, all I can do is to give them what they deserve: a life of servitude and misery. I despise them and it is better that way. The things I’ve done and they still dare to call me their better? I shall show them what they have allowed to exist and their cries for help won’t change a thing! If they had any strength, any will to change their miserable existence they would do as I do! There is no goodness in this galaxy! It is a comforting lie scared people tell themselves! There are only the masters and the servants, the strong and the weak, the hunters and the prey… I am not a man whom you can trust! I will open one hand and stab you with the other. Betrayal, deception and blackmail are only tools of my trade. I will lie, cheat and when all else fails, I will crush you trough brute strength alone, but I will make you suffer first! All of the things I’ve done! The terrible things! Those corrupt and darks deeds I have done! The truth is… I liked doing all of them! I love this world, I love the power struggles, the petty politic schemes just as the grand ones! I love the betrayals and the murders, the wars and the deaths! What am I? I am Sith! I am Lord Errakis and the galaxy shall know my name and cower in fear!” The last sentence echoed in the through the luxurious chambers of the Sith. He stood up from his comfortable chair, holding a glass of fine wine in his hand, looking at a mirror with anger when a little voice behind him distracted him. Errakis turned around, truly a sight to see. He was tall, large and muscular, even for a pureblood. He stared deep in the eyes of the man who interrupted his speech as if he could see past him. “Master, repeated the small human, Do you need anything? I was wondering what was happening, I… I heard you scream and… - Silence apprentice! You have no right to enter my chambers unannounced! You think you have too much liberty Kerek! I should prove you otherwise; now leave me to my rest! To make up for your insolence you will be on guard duty all night! - But.. - Silence! Report to Captain Darho and don’t you dare show any sign of fatigue in your duties tomorrow, or I swear I will sell you to a hutt and have you fight in a pit for the rest of your miserable life! - Yes Master, I am sorry - Leave!” Kerek bowed and left. Errakis was furious, this was his private time! Monologues and meditation were part of a Sith’s life. Errakis found it made him more focused on his goals and the insolent dared to walk in on him! He despised Kerek, he never should have survived his first years of training but somehow he managed and Errakis took him as his apprentice along a few others. The Lord had a few ideas for some trials which would probably mean the end for Kerek. He was weak, lazy and nosy, Errakis wanted to destroy him, but he wanted his death to be enjoyable to watch at least. The Sith sat down on his chair and poured some more wine in his glass. His chambers were dark, like everything else in Dromund Kaas. Hey were vast and the walls were decorated with paintings of battles and wars. Statues of forgotten sith heroes were standing still at the back of the room and for a moment, Errakis thought they were looking at him. He leaned forward to activate a holovid for his personal entertainment. Enough with the speeches for today… As Kerek walked down the long and cold hallways of Errakis’ compound, he ran into Janna Okar, another apprentice of Errakis. She was human, just like him, and she was incredibly pretty. Kerek had been dreaming of her black hair and big blue eyes for a long time, although she did not share his feelings. Not yet anyway, Kerek was convinced the hardships of being apprentices to a Sith Lord would bring them closer. Janna was ordering some guards around, she looked at him and smile. Seeing his face she knew he had gotten in trouble. “What’s the matter Kerek? You seem awfully low, she said in a suave voice - Damn Errakis, heard him yelling, thought it was important, I came to help and what do I get? Guard duty and a scolding! I’m tired of this fool! He was probably drunk on wine again… - Our Master is good for us, we can learn a lot from him. And when we have learned everything we can, nothing will stop us! - Not even him! One day, I’ll destroy this pathetic excuse for a Sith, we should be at war! What does he do? Play politics here on Dromund Kass!” Janna starred at him, Kerek realised what he had just said. He could be executed if Errakis learned he spoke of him that way. He feared what Janna could do, he was only angry, he shouldn’t have said that. Janna only smiled, and winked at him. “Someday, we will be more powerful than him, he will not be our Master for ever... she said before leaving” Kerek was standing there, thinking about what she had meant, was she tired of her Master as he was? Or was she toying with him? He decided not to linger in the hallway and went to report to Captain Darho as fast as he could. The night was cold and it was raining, but Kerek didn’t care. He thought about Janna, could they one day overthrow their Master? Surely the next few days were going to be interesting. It would be a while before Kerek disrespected his Master again, but his head was filled with plots of betrayal and murder. This was only the beginning, he knew it… Note: Hi everyone. Some of you may know me from my failed attempts at starting a RP group or even finding RP partners on the forum a while ago Since I had a few good ideas for characters and stories, I decided to start writing a story, this is some sort of prologue, I’m not sure I’m totally happy with the way I ended up writing it, but there it is! Please leave me feedback, it’s my first fiction and English is not my first language so please tell me if I said anything wrong and such. Thank you for taking the time to read this, more will probably follow soon :D

You're welcome to join us Celwinn, the more we are the better it is As for guilds, I do not know of any myself, not anymore since I just started playing again after a long break, but if you wanted to create one I'd be up for that

Thanks I'm cool with that too. I've just started a smuggler and I've been working on a story for him, but I also have a few other ideas for just about every class so I can adapt depending on the kind of RP you wanted to do

Sounds good to me You and your friend can keep your characters, I don't mind starting a new one or using an old one myself What side are you on by the way?

I usually play on Ebon Hawk and I really don't mind which class I play, I like to try new things all the time

Old tread or no, I'd be willing to start something like this, i've been searching for a small group to RP with and create our own storyline for a while now

Hi guys, just so you know, I created a new character that I want to play as my main from now on Kalders the Bounty Hunter I'm starting to write a background as we speak I'm not very high level yet, but I'm sure it will come. I already added you Nephirious, for the rest of you, feel free to add me as your friend also. Talk to you guys soon

I'm not sure about tonight. I'll try to connect but I can't make any promise. I'll probably be on all the time starting next friday though

I’d be willing to help you with anything you need I’m the dungeon master for my DnD group, so I’ve got a little experience in writing a storylines. I’m also not that bad of a writer, if you’d allow me to brag a little Anyway, if you want my help we could talk by PM about what you already have written and I could pitch in with a few of my ideas I could also send you a background for my character if you want

Hi I’ve been looking for a RP focused guild/group for a long time. To be honest, I’m more familiar with roleplaying on forums than in the actual game, but as I said, I’ve been looking for some people to RP with me for a long time and I’m willing to give it a shot I really want to make RP my main focus in the game Anyway, all I want to say is : count me in I’ve already got a few characters, but I would be ready to create a new one depending on what you had in mind for the guild

Hi guys, I’m looking for a group of fun people to role-play with. I’d like for us to have characters with story lines that we could continue for a long time. I’ve already created a character, a trooper I’ve been playing with since a few days. If you want his background I already posted it in the Create a character thread, but I’m willing to send it to you if you’re interested I’m also willing to create any other kind of character, even from level one and both factions if you have an idea of a group you’d like to start. Whether it is a group of conniving Sith Lords and their associates or a ragtag crew of Republic defenders, I’m willing to partake in just about anything . I play mainly on the Ebon Hawk server and I’d prefer to stay there, but I’m also willing to change if it helps my fellow roleplayers See you in the Star Wars universe

Name: Jeskus Mordo Nickname/Call sign: Kingpin Gender: Male Species/Race: Human Place of Birth: Coruscant Age: 27 Height: 170 cm Weight: 90 kg Hair Color/Style: Dark brown, he cuts them short, but not too much. He also combs them in a stylish way, which is rare amongst Republic military. Facial Appearance: He recently grew a beard and has a scar on his right eye. Eye Color: Dark brown Physical Appearance: «Too bad you won’t join our side soldier; I could definitely use someone by my side with your … looks… Mordo… - Darth Rhega, a Sith Sorceress and one of Jeskus’ many nemesis» Pretty strongly built, Jeskus is very large and imposing. With arms as big as a rancor’s, he looks like he could tear through a Destroyer ship by himself. Mordo has seen many battles and warzones, which results in him having a few scars over his body. The easiest one to spot is the one he has on his right eye. It happened after his first duel with a Sith, Darth Erakis. He has a small nose, a nice smile and eyes that seem like they could look through your soul. Jeskus is usually described as very good looking and he is very proud of it. He stands straight all the time and has an eternal smile on his lips, even while his most dangerous ops. Sometimes he is seen smoking one of his cigars. In conclusion, Jeskus Mordo is someone who is hard to miss, especially amongst the Republic army. Armor/Clothes: When he is not in of his imposing combat armor, Mordo is seen wearing stylish clothing made by the best tailors of the galaxy. He takes great pride in always looking at his best. Even his armor has something classy to it. Primary Weapon(s): He is usually seen fighting with a powerful and heavily modified blaster rifle. Secondary Weapon(s): On his hip, he carries an also modified blaster pistol. Hidden in his vest is his trusty vibro-knife he calls ‘’Mister Stabby’’ Home Planet: Coruscant Current Residence: He has homes all over the Galaxy, but resides most often in his Valor-class cruiser Allegiance: The Republic Profession: ‘’Hero of the Republic’’ as he likes to say, although it is true, we could also say he is a professional soldier. Biography: « Free spirited, arrogant, stubborn and way too much self-confident, this is what we call a Republic hero these days? - General Garza on Jeskus’ recent fame» Born on Coruscant, son to a rich business man and woman, Jeskus spent his early years in luxury. He received one of the best educations you could find in the Republic and led a very good life. Mordo was a very promising young man and his parents had great hopes for the future of Mordo Industries, since they planned on giving him everything after their deaths. Jeskus’ father, Hanar Mordo, made sure he could defend himself since he was very paranoid and afraid his competitors or employees would try to rob them at any time. He made sure he was trained in hand to hand combat and marksmanship by the very best instructors. Landa, his mother, preferred he pursued more intellectual and artistic activities. He played a little music and read many books. By the time he was sixteen, he had quite the baggage. He had visited many planets and lived more in his few years than many people in their entire life. Jeskus always had trouble with his love life, never able to find a girl to love him back, which made him a little distant when it came to intimacy. But he never had any trouble finding friends; he is a very charismatic and agreeable man. Jeskus’ parents died in a horrific car accident a few months after he turned seventeen. The Coruscant police couldn’t find any evidence of it, but it was strongly implied the accident was staged by Imperial Assassins, since Hanar was an outspoken enemy of the Empire and the Sith. Mordo Industries were taken over by an unscrupulous associate of Hanar, a Twi’lek named Mak Fede. He found an error in Jeskus’ parents’ will and used it to take everything from him. Of course, Jeskus had some money, a small fortune as a matter of fact, but only a fraction of what he deserved. With absolutely no idea of what to do with his life, he decided to enlist in the republic military, even if he was underage to fight. The idea came from one of his childhood friend, a girl named Eva Callo. She came from a humbler family and didn’t have any other option, for it was hard to find a decent job in her part of Coruscant. They joined in together, but with the kind of formation and education Mordo had received, it was clear to the Lieutenant who signed him in the military that he would be wasting his potential by sending him in the Republic’s rank and file. That is how Jeskus was enlisted in the Republic Special Forces division. Even there he excelled, his private formation made him ready for just about anything the instructors could throw at him. He got out of the academy top of his class and was promoted to the rank of Sergeant. Sent to be the newest rookie in one of the Republic’s most famous Special Forces Squad, Havoc Squad, Mordo couldn’t have been any more proud. What happened during his time with Havoc Squad is classified, and not much is known about it to this day. What the people know is only that he ended up being the squad’s CO only a few days after he integrated the Special Forces. He then embarked on a journey all around the galaxy that caused… well, Havoc, in the Sith Empire. Jeskus and his squad earned great fame during these days. Although a pretty unconventional one, Mordo is one of the Republic’s most valiant defenders. It is important not to mix his fun-seeking way with unprofessionalism or treachery. He is actually quite the patriot and knows when it is the time to be serious. After Havoc, Jeskus led many operations all around the galaxy. He stopped Darth Rhega’s forces from sacking the city of Hanak on Alderaan although he was outnumbered three to one. He clashed with Rhega’s forces many times since then. Another one of his enemies is Grand Moff Okk Kalders. Kalders and Mordo trained together in the Special Forces Academy, they used to be best friends until Kalders defected, along with many others of the Special Forces. Driven nearly insane by his Sith superiors, Kalders vowed to destroy Jeskus. Drifting from operation to operation, Mordo never truly found a stable place in any unit after Havoc. He still has a powerful hatred for the Sith Empire and a desire to bring the fight to them. Mordo has been a great help to every operation he has been in, and although he feels ready to take command of a greater force, his quick temper has prevented him from earning any real promotion recently. Note: The biography is a summary of Jeskus’ life, many short stories will come.

Hi guys, I just started playing SWTOR after a long pause and I’m looking for a heavy roleplaying focused guild for my Sith Lord. I want a mature guild who doesn’t require anything from its members ( ex: teamspeak, playing schedules, etc…). I love to role play and have been roleplaying since I was a kid (big fan of DnD). I want to role play in game and perhaps out game on forums. I have already a bio written for my character. If anybody is interested by me, send me a message , I’m looking forward to meeting you in the Star Wars universe : )

OOC Info: Server: The Ebon Hawk Class: Sith Warrior (Juggernaut) Character: First Name: Imitiss Last Name: Mordo Title: Lord Nickname: The Prince of Debauchery Race: Sith Pureblood Gender : Male Age: 29 Height: 6’2’’ Weight: 225 lbs. Physical Description: Taller and larger than most men, Imitiss is commonly referred to as a giant. Perhaps he has a little overweight, but not much and is very muscular anyway. His skin is as red as blood and his eyes are of a dark yellow. When he stares at you, some could say he is staring at your soul. Needless to say, Imitiss is a pretty intimidating fellow. But he isn’t only intimidating; actually, most people would describe him as very good looking. He combs his hair, which are black as coal, in a fashionable way. His jaw is strong and square, but not too much and he has a small nose. He always seems to be grinning in a confident way, this annoys some people, but others find him irresistible because of that. Most people could say that a strange aura emanates from him, an aura that commands respect and loyalty, an aura that makes his friends confident and strong. This could be a mix of superstition and his naturel presence, or it could be that the force flows so strongly in him that he influences the view others have of him. When it comes to clothing, Imitiss likes heavy armors that he wear like it was only a second skin. But the armor he wears are not scraps of metal, they are actually very elegant and are often combined with pieces of clothing such as capes and robes. Imitiss is a very distinguished man and likes when others take notice of him. Even the design of his lightsaber is very intricate. His equipment is worth a fortune, simply because he loves to look stylish. But this doesn’t mean he is a bad warrior, actually, he is one of the most dangerous Sith in the galaxy. Psychological Description: Cunning, refined, fun loving, and yet a ruthless master manipulator. This is a pretty adequate description of Lord Imitiss Mordo. He is very smart, smarter than most. He always plans the battles he takes place in and is often leading his men into the battle field, because Imitiss is also a born leader. He appreciates the fine things in life, always staying at the nicest places a planet has to offer, eating in the best restaurants and drinking the best alcohols. He also enjoys to party, with or without other Siths. He loves women, he loves credits, he loves alcohol, there is no denying that, which is why some of his superiors see him as an irresponsible man, but they are wrong. He taps into his greed and his lust, like other Sith tap into their anger and their fear to gain new strength and power. He has become a master at using emotions and desire to become more powerful. He can act formally… when the situation is needed, but when he is with his friends, he prefers to drop the act and say what he thinks. He is a Sith Lord, which means he is always planning to gain more wealth or power, but he is also a man of his word, which is rare amongst his colleagues. He punishes treason very severely, even when it profits him. Since he refuses to betray, he prefers to say the truth, in a way that always profits him, because he knows that the truth can sometimes be more powerful than a thousand lies. Imitiss, like most in the Empire, thinks that humans and Sith Purebloods are naturally more powerful than the aliens. But unlike most of the Sith, if an alien should show some worth, either by his cunning or strength in the force, Imitiss would gladly accept him by his side. He owns some alien slaves. Mostly for his pleasure or the one of his guests, but he is a fair master. Imitiss has one goal in life, since he was born he knew it wasn’t his place to serve. He wants to be on the top, even to be the Emperor perhaps, and to live eternally. Controlling and enjoying the world for ever. But for now, he serves, but he knows the day shall come where people will recognize the name Imitiss Mordo for it’s true worth. Biography: Born the son of an unknown human bourgeois merchant on Dromund Kaas and of an infamous Sith Pureblood Lord named Janna Mordo, no one ever thought he would achieve such greatness and become so powerful in the force. He spent his childhood in luxury, receiving one of the best educations in the galaxy and he trained with some of the best weapons masters on Dromund Kaas, becoming a very promising young Sith, unlike some others would think, since other than the fact than being very strong in the Dark Side, the family Mordo never achieved anything great in the history. Some Mordo in the galaxy even became Jedi and others, who weren’t force sensitive, fled the Empire centuries ago. Needless to say, the name Mordo isn’t looked up on well in the Empire, but Imitiss always wore it proudly. His father, the merchant whom history doesn’t even remember its name, died when he was 12, his mother, the Sith, was killed by a Jedi Master when he was 17. A few months later, he was to leave Dromund Kaas to travel to Korriban to officially train as a Sith. His training was completed in a record time; he gained power every day spent at the academy. Many powerful Sith Lords and Darth wanted him as an apprentice. A Darth got to be his master. He wanted Imitiss as his enforcer; he crushed every enemy that stood in the way of his master. But there is one thing his master never knew about Imitiss, Imitiss can be controlled for some time, but never fully tamed… The day came when Imitiss was named a Sith Lord, he was very happy, because he knew that meant only one thing, he would be able to gain more strength than before, so that one day, he would destroy his master and take his place. Imitiss didn’t spend all of his time serving his master, he was planning, forging alliances, forcing some of his enemies into servitude. One day, when he knew he had gained enough power, Imitiss challenged his master. A great battle ensued, and after a long fight, Imitiss was standing victorious. Of course, he couldn’t admit he had murdered his master, but people knew he was the real culprit. After that, he didn’t became a Darth, but he knew he would gain this title soon enough. After his great victory, he became his own master in a way. People interested in Sith politics knew he was a great Sith in the making. He helped the Empire conquer a couple of small worlds and cities, but his latest great achievement was at the siege of Palnans, on Alderaan. He was tasked with visiting an alderanian noble, when a rival house sieged the city he was in, Palnans. Imitiss then took control of the men stationed in Palnans, he knew the walls of the city wouldn’t last long, so he needed to act quickly. Imitiss and his army were outnumbered fifteen to one, but that didn’t stop him. The siege lasted nine days, on the last day; he opened the gates of Palnans… and stormed out with most of his men in an audacious frontal assault. His enemies thought this was a desperate final attempt to end the siege, but they were wrong. Imtiss had ordered a group of his men to exit the city in secret and to attack the enemy from high grounds. The Battle of Palnans was won in a day, Imitiss and his men had very few losses, while none of their enemies were left standing. From that day, he was recognized by the people of the Empire as a hero, a protector, someone they trusted, which was rare for a Sith. Rumors say Imitiss caught the attention of the Dark Council, some say the Emperor himself, it is dangerous for such a powerful Sith to gain such popularity amongst the people in so little time. Only time will tell what will happen to Imitiss, will he achieve true greatness, or will he end up as one of the Empire’s many fallen heroes… Note: I’m also looking for a heavy roleplaying guild, should my character interest anyone, send me a message