Species/Race: Human.

Name: Draykos.

Middle Name: Ecosi.

Last Name: Solrac.

Nickname: Dray.

Gender: Male.

Date of Birth: 24 years before whatever year SWTOR started in.

Place of Birth: Capital City, Naboo.

Age: 24.

Height: 5'9.

Weight: 165 lbs.

Hair Color/Style: Light brown.

Facial Appearance: Normal, tan.

Eye Color: Brown.

Body Appearance: Average.

Home Planet: Naboo.

Current Residence: Jedi Temple, Courascant.

Allegiance: 1. Galactic Republic. 2. Family. 3. Himself. 4. Light side. 5. Jedi Order.

Profession: Jedi Knight/Guardian.

Lightsaber combat style: Soresu.

Armor/Clothes: Jedi Knight's robes.

Primary Weapon(s): Revanite's Lightsaber.

Secondary Weapon(s): Force projection abilities.

Miscellaneous Item(s): n/a.

Biography:

Carrying on the new generation of Solrac force users, Draykos Solrac is Markos Solrac's younger brother by 4 years. Taken to train in the Jedi Order at the same age as his elder brother, Draykos seems to be carving out a different path with a still unknown destiny. He followed the progression from Padawan to Knight at the same rate, & years as Markos almost. 5-23 Padawan, Jedi Knight at 23. A loyal & dutiful Republican, he openly & very vocally calls for increased funding, & a Senate vote on conscription to boost the Republic Military's strength against what he sees as the better financed, numbered, & disciplined Imperial military. He has also started calling for an increased Jedi Order role & influence in the Republic leadership. Perhaps even harkening back to the days when Jedi themselves held the Supreme Chancellorship. He is a secret, deep admirer of Revan, before his fall. He views these as the loyal, rational, & necessary actions needed to save the Republic from its "internal corruption decay & ultimate Imperial annexation if our course isn't much changed, & fast." His Jedi Masters view them as the actions & ideology of a greying Jedi on the verge of a dark fall.

Draykos passed the Jedi Trials, notably with flying colors, better than his brother. This is likely because they emphasize lightsaber combat & skill. Draykos favors this over developing his force abilities currently as opposed to Markos, who showed more interest in the force. Adding to his master's angst of him, Draykos is also known to like to drink, & womanize. A perfect storm for a clash with the Jedi Council seems inevitable.....

Hey all, do you guys still give feedback? Would be great if someone could advice me on this character, there's a lot of developing to do - English is not my native tongue and this is my second character so I have got a lot to learn.

Would be most appreciated!

Species/Race: Twi'lek

Name: Zaamat

Last Name: Aatov

Nickname: "Swipe"

Gender: Male

Place of Birth: Sleheyron

Age: 74

Height: 160 centimetres/5' 2''

Weight: 170 kilos/375 lbs

Hair Color/Style: Long lekkus decorated with black tribal tattoos, resembling leaves, berries and other wild plants

Facial Appearance: His double chins and his general obesity, in combination with his energic eyes and happy smile, would make even the darkest of Sith lords smile upon peeking at his face - old, wrinkled

Eye Color: Blue

Body Appearance: Blue skinned, overweight, big and long lekkus. His back is slightly bent due to his age and hours upon hours spent in the Jedi temple's refectories and gardens

Home Planet: Ryloth

Current Residence: With the return of the Empire and the horrible battle which took place at the Republic's capital world, he got forced into retirement and currently lives off selling his home-grown lipana berries to the higher echelons of the society (Usually influential senators and rich CEOs)

Allegiance: He is a staunch supporter of the Republic and its senators, generals and Jedi

Profession: Jedi dietist and artisan. Before the Sacking of Coruscant, his job as a dietist took him and his Sullustan companion Teep "Swoop" Nytt on travels all around the galaxy in search for exotic, rare products, which they cooked into highly nutricious food and drinks for the Jedi training at the temple or out in the field. This work sharpened their diplomatic minds, having to negotiate and sign contracts with isolated groups on distant planets in order to get to harvest and produce their territorial products. Hence, with decades of experience, Zaamat's diplomatic skills are almost in line with the top-notch diplomats of the order. His botanical skills are second only to the Ithorian masters, and even they are impressed by his innovative mind and creative solutions.

Armor/Clothes: Wears brown Jedi robes, keen on always wearing a skirt and a white apron embrodied with images of wroshyr trees while working [in the kitchen or the garden]

Primary Weapon(s): Lightsabre, green colour - although not much of a fighter, Zaamat is knows his deal in the Soresu lightsabre form

Miscellaneous Item(s): A holocron made by Teek Nytt - with detailed recipes and formulas of Jedi diet

Zaamat Aatov - a heavy tattooed light blue Twi'lek Jedi dietist and artisan who once chose to liberate an enslaved human boy during a culinary study tour all around the planet of Nar Shaddaa and take him under his wing as his Jedi padawan. The boy had been brought as an infant to Wobla the Hutt by Devaronian slavers from an unknown planet four years ago. He was quickly taught the rules - to live with a slave collar around his neck twenty-four hours a day. Obey or suffer.

As a drudge, the boy was constantly pressured by heavy labour to manage the hologardens onboard Wobla's luxury yacht, which at the time was the single, most expensive and exclusive cruiser to be found in the whole system. (Until Wobla's later-to-be rival Yunta the Hutt, had everyone onboard the legendary yacht massacred in a bloody plot to kill Wobla's reputation as being the best party host in The Hutt Cartel - unofficially funded by the Exchange)

With three decks of pure luxurity - five separate cantinas, an invaluable slave quarter with dozen of professional Twi'lek slaves offering everything from massage and escort to target practice for each and every one of Wobla's valued guests and of course the grandeur hologarden on the bottom floor, featuring nothing less than exotic gree technology - the yacht was truely a marvel to behold, a priced possession of the grand businesshutt.

Zaamat was as previously mentioned, on a culiary cruise through the system when he first encountered his future apprentice, Bal Shosa. Invited by the Hutt himself to be amongst the first guests to test new formula for Raxan-worm fluid wine, Zaamat's attention was instantly drawn to the hologarden on the lower levels of the yacht as the Hutt's wingmen guided them around the ship. He asked the other in his crew to continue the tour as he stood still, admiring the technological masterpiece. Astonished by the landscape of the hologarden, with its authentic aromas, soothing breeze and beautiful scenery; the first thoughts which ran through his mind were "How do they tend it, all this exo-tech. Are there Gree present here?", Then he noticed the white haired child tinkering with the ventilation shafts near one of the holoprojectors. "No, of course not" he added as he steered his steps towards the boy.

As he approached the him, Zaamat noticed the slave collar around his neck and empathy slowly reached his mind. The boy turned around and gave the Twi'lek's a curious look, Then quickly looked down in the floor. Perhaps intimidated by his big stature, perhaps not.

He was in any case quick with introducing himself "Bal Shosa at your service, sir" his voice sounded and bowed politely, with his look to the floor. As with most slaves, Zaamat put on a happy face, smiled and reached out his hand in a gesture for him to look up and meet his eyes. Perhaps uncertain, the boy slowly, with care looked up to the big, blue Twi'lek which stood before him.

They got observe each other for a few seconds before the shock collar kicked in an electric shock and shook the boy to the ground.

The rules are clear: Obey your master, do not question your master and DO NOT speak without being spoken to first.

Horrified by the scene and his mind clouded by emotion, Zaamat drew his lightsabre and with the precision of a Jedi cut loose the slave collar, which fell off the boy's neck with a thud, making malfunctioning sounds. "Bzz bzzzzz beep!" then died off.

The boy, who had not yet realized what just happened, stared at Zaamat - with his lighsabre drawn and strained look on his face as the Weequay security guards came running through the holoforest as the slave-revolt alarm sounded. They doubted a moment when saw the Jedi's posture and his weapon before drawing their rifles, aiming them at both the Jedi and the boy.

"Pardon us, master Jedi. You got with the slaves?" one of the Weequay guards said "Come with us" and motioned with his rifle at an entrance near the authentic holowaterfall to the right of them. Zaamat inclined his head, reached down to pick up the unconscious boy and carried him with, off to the guards' security office.

"I want to negotiate" Zaamat told the Weequay guards as they sat down in the yacht's security office. "If my assumptions are correct, master Wobla is very interested in what I have to offer him" he continued and reached for his pockets. "This" he said and revealed a small brown pouch "Is yagaran aleudrupe plant seed. The last time I checked, the Exchange annihilated an entire colony of Duros botanics on Telos just to get one corn of seed from this plant. I have two dozen - and I am sure... that our dear Hutt would certainly be interested in such prestige and stomping their status underfoot by having twenty-four times the resources they have. In return of this boy's freedom". The Weequays looked queried, chatted some inbetween on their native tongue, then spoke "Yes. This is prized by Wobla the Hutt, he spoke much of it... we can deal."

What Zaamat didn't tell them was that the seeds were fake, not some rare seed from another part of the galaxy, no. Just normal grass seeds he intended to grow to feed the Jedi temple's domesticated beasts with.

Zaamat gave the pouch of yagaran aleudrupe plant seed to the Weequays. He lifed the boy up and walked out off the room, off the yacht and to the spaceport where he met his friend Teek, who offered him ride in his cargo ship, used for storing plants and raw materials.

And so they left the planet, the rest is history.

*03:28 Trunkan has finished writing this character biograhpy*

Thanks for reading and hope you like it, as well as have feedback for it.

Species/Race: Sith Pureblood

Name: Taral

Middle Name:

Last Name:

Nickname: Lord Taral

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: 8 BTC

Place of Birth: Drommus Kaas

Age: 23

Height: 6’1” ft

Weight: 162 lbs

Hair Color/Style: n/a

Facial Appearance: As a Sith, Taral have the typical facial structure, but with somewhat longer chin tendrils with a few decorated rings on his two longer tendrils. His eyes are serpentine and yellow naturally, but when calling on the Dark Side, they are rimmed red. The right side of his face is scarred from a attack from a Tuk’ata.

Eye Color: Yellow

Body Appearance: With his height, Taral is lean with noticeable muscles, and have other scars from his slave overlord before becoming Sith Inquisitor.

Home Planet: n/a

Current Residence: Dark Messiah

Allegiance: The Sith Order and the Empire

Profession: Sith Inquisitor

Armor/Clothes: As a rising Sith Inquisitor, Taral wear the uniform purple armored robes of a official Sith Inquisitor but wear a face mask of intimidating appearance of a scolding face to give a more mysterious appall to his appearance.

Primary Weapon(s): Curved-hilted lightsaber

Secondary Weapon(s):

Miscellaneous Item(s): Dark Medallion, Sith Focus of Dark Agression

 

Biography:

The son of a somewhat long lineage of Sith Pureblood who tried to annihilate their rivals a hundred years after the fall of the Emperor’s agents, Darth Revan and Malak, and were disgraced and enslaved by their greatest rival. Taral, showing a incredible connection with the Force that surpassed many of his ancestors, was chosen by the Sith to become a candidate of rising into a Sith Inquisitor. Seeing this as a clear sign of his destiny, Taral became the most successful and ruthless of his peers, and killed his own personal rival, whom been his pompous overseer’s favorite. With sadistic glee, Taral became the apprentice of a mysterious Sith Lord by the name of Darth Penthus.

A couple years under his new Sith master, Lord Taral has became a skilled Inquisitor with a profound mastery of Sith magic and alchemies. A skilled duelist, particularly in the elegant form of Makashi, Taral isn’t quick to falter, and when that occurs, his refusal to die manifest in the form of barrages of lightning.

How dare you?! Same character name as me! There is treachery afoot!

Well, I guess I can let it slide this once, as mine is a Warrior...

Out of curiosity and assuming you see this, what server are you on?

Hey all, do you guys still give feedback? Would be great if someone could advice me on this character, there's a lot of developing to do - English is not my native tongue and this is my second character so I have got a lot to learn.

 

Would be most appreciated!

 

 

Species/Race: Twi'lek

Name: Zaamat

Last Name: Aatov

Nickname: "Swipe"

Gender: Male

Place of Birth: Sleheyron

Age: 74

Height: 160 centimetres/5' 2''

Weight: 170 kilos/375 lbs

Hair Color/Style: Long lekkus decorated with black tribal tattoos, resembling leaves, berries and other wild plants

Facial Appearance: His double chins and his general obesity, in combination with his energic eyes and happy smile, would make even the darkest of Sith lords smile upon peeking at his face - old, wrinkled

Eye Color: Blue

Body Appearance: Blue skinned, overweight, big and long lekkus. His back is slightly bent due to his age and hours upon hours spent in the Jedi temple's refectories and gardens

Home Planet: Ryloth

Current Residence: With the return of the Empire and the horrible battle which took place at the Republic's capital world, he got forced into retirement and currently lives off selling his home-grown lipana berries to the higher echelons of the society (Usually influential senators and rich CEOs)

Allegiance: He is a staunch supporter of the Republic and its senators, generals and Jedi

Profession: Jedi dietist and artisan. Before the Sacking of Coruscant, his job as a dietist took him and his Sullustan companion Teep "Swoop" Nytt on travels all around the galaxy in search for exotic, rare products, which they cooked into highly nutricious food and drinks for the Jedi training at the temple or out in the field. This work sharpened their diplomatic minds, having to negotiate and sign contracts with isolated groups on distant planets in order to get to harvest and produce their territorial products. Hence, with decades of experience, Zaamat's diplomatic skills are almost in line with the top-notch diplomats of the order. His botanical skills are second only to the Ithorian masters, and even they are impressed by his innovative mind and creative solutions.

Armor/Clothes: Wears brown Jedi robes, keen on always wearing a skirt and a white apron embrodied with images of wroshyr trees while working [in the kitchen or the garden]

Primary Weapon(s): Lightsabre, green colour - although not much of a fighter, Zaamat is knows his deal in the Soresu lightsabre form

Miscellaneous Item(s): A holocron made by Teek Nytt - with detailed recipes and formulas of Jedi diet

 

 

Zaamat Aatov - a heavy tattooed light blue Twi'lek Jedi dietist and artisan who once chose to liberate an enslaved human boy during a culinary study tour all around the planet of Nar Shaddaa and take him under his wing as his Jedi padawan. The boy had been brought as an infant to Wobla the Hutt by Devaronian slavers from an unknown planet four years ago. He was quickly taught the rules - to live with a slave collar around his neck twenty-four hours a day. Obey or suffer.

 

As a drudge, the boy was constantly pressured by heavy labour to manage the hologardens onboard Wobla's luxury yacht, which at the time was the single, most expensive and exclusive cruiser to be found in the whole system. (Until Wobla's later-to-be rival Yunta the Hutt, had everyone onboard the legendary yacht massacred in a bloody plot to kill Wobla's reputation as being the best party host in The Hutt Cartel - unofficially funded by the Exchange)

 

With three decks of pure luxurity - five separate cantinas, an invaluable slave quarter with dozen of professional Twi'lek slaves offering everything from massage and escort to target practice for each and every one of Wobla's valued guests and of course the grandeur hologarden on the bottom floor, featuring nothing less than exotic gree technology - the yacht was truely a marvel to behold, a priced possession of the grand businesshutt.

 

Zaamat was as previously mentioned, on a culiary cruise through the system when he first encountered his future apprentice, Bal Shosa. Invited by the Hutt himself to be amongst the first guests to test new formula for Raxan-worm fluid wine, Zaamat's attention was instantly drawn to the hologarden on the lower levels of the yacht as the Hutt's wingmen guided them around the ship. He asked the other in his crew to continue the tour as he stood still, admiring the technological masterpiece. Astonished by the landscape of the hologarden, with its authentic aromas, soothing breeze and beautiful scenery; the first thoughts which ran through his mind were "How do they tend it, all this exo-tech. Are there Gree present here?", Then he noticed the white haired child tinkering with the ventilation shafts near one of the holoprojectors. "No, of course not" he added as he steered his steps towards the boy.

 

As he approached the him, Zaamat noticed the slave collar around his neck and empathy slowly reached his mind. The boy turned around and gave the Twi'lek's a curious look, Then quickly looked down in the floor. Perhaps intimidated by his big stature, perhaps not.

 

He was in any case quick with introducing himself "Bal Shosa at your service, sir" his voice sounded and bowed politely, with his look to the floor. As with most slaves, Zaamat put on a happy face, smiled and reached out his hand in a gesture for him to look up and meet his eyes. Perhaps uncertain, the boy slowly, with care looked up to the big, blue Twi'lek which stood before him.

 

They got observe each other for a few seconds before the shock collar kicked in an electric shock and shook the boy to the ground.

 

The rules are clear: Obey your master, do not question your master and DO NOT speak without being spoken to first.

 

Horrified by the scene and his mind clouded by emotion, Zaamat drew his lightsabre and with the precision of a Jedi cut loose the slave collar, which fell off the boy's neck with a thud, making malfunctioning sounds. "Bzz bzzzzz beep!" then died off.

 

The boy, who had not yet realized what just happened, stared at Zaamat - with his lighsabre drawn and strained look on his face as the Weequay security guards came running through the holoforest as the slave-revolt alarm sounded. They doubted a moment when saw the Jedi's posture and his weapon before drawing their rifles, aiming them at both the Jedi and the boy.

 

"Pardon us, master Jedi. You got with the slaves?" one of the Weequay guards said "Come with us" and motioned with his rifle at an entrance near the authentic holowaterfall to the right of them. Zaamat inclined his head, reached down to pick up the unconscious boy and carried him with, off to the guards' security office.

 

"I want to negotiate" Zaamat told the Weequay guards as they sat down in the yacht's security office. "If my assumptions are correct, master Wobla is very interested in what I have to offer him" he continued and reached for his pockets. "This" he said and revealed a small brown pouch "Is yagaran aleudrupe plant seed. The last time I checked, the Exchange annihilated an entire colony of Duros botanics on Telos just to get one corn of seed from this plant. I have two dozen - and I am sure... that our dear Hutt would certainly be interested in such prestige and stomping their status underfoot by having twenty-four times the resources they have. In return of this boy's freedom". The Weequays looked queried, chatted some inbetween on their native tongue, then spoke "Yes. This is prized by Wobla the Hutt, he spoke much of it... we can deal."

 

What Zaamat didn't tell them was that the seeds were fake, not some rare seed from another part of the galaxy, no. Just normal grass seeds he intended to grow to feed the Jedi temple's domesticated beasts with.

 

Zaamat gave the pouch of yagaran aleudrupe plant seed to the Weequays. He lifed the boy up and walked out off the room, off the yacht and to the spaceport where he met his friend Teek, who offered him ride in his cargo ship, used for storing plants and raw materials.

 

And so they left the planet, the rest is history.

 

 

*03:28 Trunkan has finished writing this character biograhpy*

 

Thanks for reading and hope you like it, as well as have feedback for it.

Well, seeing as how the RP forums here are basically on life support, I'll do my best to give you some feedback, if you even see this.

First and foremost, most of your general information is good, except one thing. Being 375 lbs. and only 5' 2"? That just seems a tad bit much for me.

Moving along, I must say I absolutely love how you didn't take a combat approach to this character. Having him as a botanist is an interesting choice, and I really enjoy it. Not very often you see a character not focused on combat.

Onto the Hutt's yacht. Having Gree technology could be a stretch, but seeing as how he is a Hutt, and a wealthy one, I think that it would be able to pass.

And, there isn't much else to criticize. Very good bio build, good character.

The fat twi'lek gardener is win.

What I said, uber condensed version.

Nice Thread, i like the fact how so many people enjoy roleplay like me

This is not my main character, it is the 1 who has the most effective story.

Species/Race: Human

Name: Narr

Middle Name: N/A

Last Name: Ozcarl

Nickname: The Gatekeeper, Oscar (Nickname by Master Fesoj Kestel)

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: (12 years before the mandolorain wars)

Place of Birth: Isis, Onderon

Age: over 300 years old (looks in mid 20's)

Height: 183 cm

Weight: 68 kg

Hair Color/Style: Black hair, flowing over his ears, down to his neck, averagley long fringe

Facial Appearance: Scar across neck and face, Average nose, Thick curved eyebrows, White skin, not very tan, hair coverd ears.

Eye Color: Shining yellow

Body Appearance: Slim (Body Type 2 on game)

Home Planet: Onderon

Current Residence: Tython

Allegiance: Republic

Profession: Jedi Sentinel

Armor/Clothes: Hooded cloak, Malachor V Battle Mesh

Primary Weapon(s): Gold crystaled lightsaber (His brother's lightsaber), Green crystaled lightsaber

Secondary Weapon(s): Force powers

Miscellaneous Item(s): Naga Sadow's relic

Biography:

2 years after the mandolorian wars began, Mandalorians took over Onderon, Narr's parents and other citizens were abducted by the mandalorians. Narr Ozcarl and his brother Rezulo Ozcarl were both rescued by Jedi Master Zhar Lestin and were both trained at the jedi order on Coruscant.

Rezulo was quite a bit older than Narr so Rezulo was alot more skilled and quickly became a Jedi knight. Rezulo was shortly deployed on his 1st mission. To find a lost holocrom on Raxus Prime. But Narr was catching up quickly and had already and forged his lightsaber while Rezulo was on his mission, Narr was so eager to tell Rezulo but unfortunatley he never got to. Master vrook of the jedi council had reported that on the mission, 5 thugs had shot Rezulo to death on Raxus Prime, Narrs dead brother only managed to cut down 1 thug. The only thing that was recoverd was Rezulo's gold colored lightsaber. Narr now weilded his own, and his borther's lightsaber.

A year after Narr was deployed on a mission to Duro, the homeworld of the race "Duros". Narr was too arrest a bounty hunter named Varvyras, who had destroyed half of a local town. Narr sucssesfully defeated the guards of Varvyras's Lair and arrested Varyvras himself. The council were incredibly impressed. and gave him a force medallion as a gift of the mission, Narr wore it across his waist.

Towards the end of the Mandolorian wars after many missions, Narr was assigned on a battle upon the planet Malachor V along with several other jedi, including The Exile. Towards the beggining, of the battle, Narr had struck several sith down, including a Sith Overseer, but was blown into the very core of the planet and was faitily wounded he had also lost the force medallion in the impact. What Narr did not know, was The Exile (actually named Meetra Surik) had joined Darth Revan, who was leading the imperial forces, and had murderd most of the republic forces. The remaning republic forces had retreated, apart from Narr who had been abandoned on the planet and simply left to die. But as he lay there darth revan aproached him, and he said to him "You have been chosen by the core. You have been summoned to protect the Tomb of Naga Sadow, you are The Gatekeeper."

For 300 years, Narr Ozcarl was enslaved on korriban in the tomb of Naga Sadow. He was used as a tool, and the dark energy would make sure that he would never be defeated. (Explanation of being so old) But when revan saw the light after 300 years and returned Narr Ozcarl to the order on Tython, His face was coverd in Scars. but when he returned, he was In perfect health, he felt as he had fell out of the Sky...

When he returned to the council there was a new Grandmaster, Satele Shan who had retitled Narr, as Knight of The Old Republic. But scince the time back at the temple on Tython, Narr still had to achive another title, Jedi Master. A month or so after He had settled at the temple, Narr was deployed on his mission to become a true Jedi. He was departed to Quesh, where he met Master Fesoj Kestel. Narr found Kestel quite annoying as he was called the Nickname "Oscar" which was mocking his last name. Their mission was to recover a relic from a droid: The Rogue Cartel Warbot. after a feirce battle the warbot had lost hall for of its limbs and had taken a stab to the chest. Kestel opened the heart of the warbot, and retrived the relic.

When both jedi returned to te temple they handed over the relic to Grandmaster Satele Shan and in return, she gave Narr The Relic of Naga Sadow. He was given it to unlock his title of master as he had been in the tomb of Naga Sadow for so long. after a week of trying to unlock it, one night, Narr saw Sadow in a vision. He told Narr to use the force. Narr used his battle meditation ability to focus and purple aura began to suck into the relic, it had finally opend. The next day, Narr Ozcarl took the relic To Grandmaster Shan. Shan nodded to him, and congratulated him by calling him Master Ozcarl...

(To be continued)

Species/Race: Human

Name: Vamar'din (Reowned as Dark Lord of the Sith, Darth Klaatus)

Middle Name: Akilus

Last Name: Kharr

Nickname: The Wraith of the Empire

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: 3,687 BBY

Place of Birth: Dune Sea

Age: 44

Height: 5'11

Weight: 152 pounds

Hair Color/Style: Bald

Facial Appearance: Clean shaven

Eye Color: Green, Yellow/Orange (dark side)

Body Appearance: Average Build

Home Planet: Tatooine

Current Residence: Flight of the Empire (Flagship)

Allegiance: Empire

Profession: Sith Lord

Armor/Clothes: Heavy Sith-Imperial Armor crafted from Rare Ores

Primary Weapon(s): Red Lightsaber

Secondary Weapon(s): The Force

Miscellaneous Item(s): Respirator, Breathing Helmet (Cybernetics)

Biography: Klaatus was born in a little house in the Dune Sea and was given the name Vamar'din. His family was moisture farmers but Klaatus was destined to be more. When his parents found out he was force-sensitive his parents wanted to send him to the Jedi Academy but by Imperial Law every force-sensitive had to go to the Korriban Academy.

Klaatus left for Korriban and trained for years and then killed his Instructor, a Overseer right after his training. Klaatus later married and they had a son 2 years later but Klaatus couldn't make it to see his child's birth because of Imperial Duty. Klaatus requested that his first son be named after his middle name, Akilus and so he was. A year later they had another child named Carrick, at the age of 18 he was already serving the Empire as an Imperial Trooper but he soon abandoned the Empire and became a Mandalorian Bounty Hunter Mercenary-for-hire.

Akilus was found by Jedi Master Valin and was secretly put in the Jedi Academy on Tython for training. Strangely Klaatus' two sons didn't have Imperial Dialect. Soon Klaatus found out what his two sons had become and vowed to bring Akilus to the Dark Side of the Force and bring Carrick to the Imperial Military. But his main objective was to get Akilus to the dark, he hunted him through the galaxy with his flagship eager to bring him to the dark.

Finally Akilus was tooken prisoner onboard Darth Klaatus' ship and was handed over to Klaatus. Another Sith Lord although thought Akilus was too weak and was about to kill Akilus with force lightning but Klaatus jumped in the way and ran up to the Sith Lord grabbed him and made them both jump into the Power Generator killing both Klaatus and the Sith Lord and Akilus remaining to the Light Side.

Most say at that time right before his death Darth Klaatus killed the Sith Lord for his son, and even for the Jedi.

Thread is looking really good atm, My favourite is by far the Fat twi'lek gardener. Anywho, I am doing a very Deciving character.

Species/Race: Ratataki

Name: Valorum

Middle Name: Thors

Last Name: Haikel (Later became Kestel due to adpotion)

Nickname: Val, Knightfall

Gender: Male

Age: 44

Place of Birth: Rattatak Capital

Height: 193 cm

Weight: 79 Kilos

Hair Color/Style: Had black hair when Child, Lost hair when 14 years of age

Facial Appearance: Two scars on either side of mouth, 3 tatoo's sweep across his face, small ear stud. Deep voice.

Eye Color: Bronze

Body Appearance: Tall and muscular. (Body size 3 on SWTOR)

Home Planet: Rattatak

Current Residence: Dark Temple, Dromund Kaas, at the very peak of the sculptre. Worshiping Darth Nihilus

Allegiance: Previously Empire, now dedicated as servent of Nihilus.

Profession: Sith Assasin

Armor/Clothes: Nihilus's Mask (Replica) Columi Battlegear.

Primary Weapon(s): Purple crystaled Saberstaff.

Secondary Weapon(s): Force Shield Generator

Miscellaneous Item(s): Nihilus's Lightsaber (Origonal, but never used)

Biography:

Valorum Thors Hailek grew up on the planet Rattatak happily with his Father, Brother, Sister and his mother. He was the youngest of all his family apart from his sister who was like any other younger sister. He spent time hunting with his brother and father, but he spent the most time with his mother. His dad was a veteran in the repblic army and his older brother was training as a republic forces officer. His dream was to become a jedi. He thanked the jedi his life was happy. A year later, 4 days after Valorum turned twelve, his mother died after she had been infected with Rakghoul Plauge. Valorum was so derverstaded. He no longer had belief in the jedi.

Two years later, he had been told by his father that his sister had been learning the ways of the force since Valorum's mother had died. His father had been encouriging her to carry on. With anger an hatred in his blood, Valorum then force pulled a republic vibrosword from the wall that was there of decoration. His father then drew his own blade, the two now men, began to brawl. After a short but tricky battle, Valorum parried his fathers blade to the side and then uppercutted his fathers throat with the vibrosword. His father then fell to the floor, trembeling with gore. Valorum then struck his father down. He had killed his own flesh.

As a matter of this, Valorum's brother Simon had completed his training as a republic forces officer and had also turned age to legally live by himself. So for 6 months, Valorum was under the care of his older brother, until Simon had found the blood stained weapon was held by His own brother! Then he had taken four other republic forces officers to murder Valorum, but now Valorum had been taking training lessons in meele combat, he would have been even tougher than before. They took action in this and bought rifles with them to finish Valorums life. But this tactic didn't work. Valorum had slaughtered all five officers including his Brother. He was now with his sister, taken to a fosterhouse on Nar Shadda.

Valorum now on the planet of scavengers and smugglers, was then taken into care by Kaios Kestel, his wife and three sons, Jankol the Eldest, who was a scavenging little boy. Kae, who was hoping to become a trooper for the republic. and Riagnos, the youngest and Valorums Faviroute of the family. Riagnos was only 6 when he met Valorum, but The boy was very wise and new much about the sith. He listened to Riagnos's teachings of the sith and was intruiged by them. when Valorum was 19 and had been staying with the family for 5 years now.. The day night before Valorum was going to start his own life in the world, the sith burn't the houses all over Nar shadda down. The only 2 who escaped unharmed was Valorum and Kaios, the two eldest made it out with minor head and jaw injurys but Kaios's wife had not made it out alive. And Riagnos was missing. Valorum disapeered of in the smoke and found a sith Overseer. He had then made the biggest mistake of all, he had just signed up for the sith.

He then became pure sith and then read the History of sith lord Darth Nihilus, he was so intruiged by this he created his own clan, this was called the Archives of Nihilus. After Valorum had spent many years in the sith, and had became Darth Valorum, he thougt it was time to leave the sith after 21 years of slaughter. Valorum the dedicated his life to the mysteries of the sith Lord Darth Nihilus. He began and finished his complexed studies on Dromund Kaas. He then met his greatest Foe yet, Fesoj Kestel. After reuniting with the sith an then Killing many jedi while trying to kill Fesoj. He also killed Kaios in the raid of the jedi order. Kaios was acctually a jedi who opened a small jedi academy on the oceon planet of Manaan. Kaios told him just before he died that Riagnos was still alive and was now sith. Valorum slaughtered many jedi and then never stopped this vile addiction.

Then he reicived a holocall from Fesoj Kestel himself. He told him that they would end there final duel on Martelet XII. Valorum agreed to this, but while on his approach to the abandoned space station he found one of the most heart warming things he had seen in this life. It was the Ravenger! (Darth Nihilus's ship) He then found Nihilus's lightsaber on the jukyard of a ship and took the weapon with him and kept it safe. He then forged a replica of Nihilus's mask in just one week and carried on toward Martelet XII.

When he found Fesoj on Martelet XII The two imediatlly lunged into battle, they both counter attacked eachother constantly until Valorum was force into a heavy pile of Desh rock. There was a meere silence until Valorum lunged out of the rock with his lightsaber split in half. They fought bravley and one half of Valorums lightsaber was cut into half and broke. Now Valorum only had one saber but still fought with utter bravery. The battle took many minutes until Valorum plummeted the end of his lightsaber into Fesoj's face and kicked him back. This then resulted into seeing Fesoj's SaberKnife. Then the two titans clashed again. after Valorum then used the same technique as he did on his farther, but the instead of stabbing him straight on, he gripped Fesoj's SabeKnife from his belt and Twirled and pressed the ingited SaberKnife into his windpipe. Valorum left the jedi knight to die and the never went back to the sith.

Valorum now meditates at the Peak of the scuplture in the dark temple on Dromund Kaas. He refuses to come down and kills anyone who interupts him. You might be thinking well, what happened to his sister? Well she did become a jedi in the end, she weilded two lightsabers, and Orange Lightsaber and a Blue ligthsaber. She went to the dark temple and faced Valorum herself, she interupted Valorum, and she was quickly delt with after one of the scupltures was force onto her and broke her jaw, having so much impact on the blood circulation, she died of blood loss. Now nobdy dares to interupt Valorum, he now wears the mask of Nihilus, and No-one else does.

Hey all, do you guys still give feedback? Would be great if someone could advice me on this character, there's a lot of developing to do - English is not my native tongue and this is my second character so I have got a lot to learn.

 

Would be most appreciated!

 

 

Species/Race: Twi'lek

Name: Zaamat

Last Name: Aatov

Nickname: "Swipe"

Gender: Male

Place of Birth: Sleheyron

Age: 74

Height: 160 centimetres/5' 2''

Weight: 170 kilos/375 lbs

Hair Color/Style: Long lekkus decorated with black tribal tattoos, resembling leaves, berries and other wild plants

Facial Appearance: His double chins and his general obesity, in combination with his energic eyes and happy smile, would make even the darkest of Sith lords smile upon peeking at his face - old, wrinkled

Eye Color: Blue

Body Appearance: Blue skinned, overweight, big and long lekkus. His back is slightly bent due to his age and hours upon hours spent in the Jedi temple's refectories and gardens

Home Planet: Ryloth

Current Residence: With the return of the Empire and the horrible battle which took place at the Republic's capital world, he got forced into retirement and currently lives off selling his home-grown lipana berries to the higher echelons of the society (Usually influential senators and rich CEOs)

Allegiance: He is a staunch supporter of the Republic and its senators, generals and Jedi

Profession: Jedi dietist and artisan. Before the Sacking of Coruscant, his job as a dietist took him and his Sullustan companion Teep "Swoop" Nytt on travels all around the galaxy in search for exotic, rare products, which they cooked into highly nutricious food and drinks for the Jedi training at the temple or out in the field. This work sharpened their diplomatic minds, having to negotiate and sign contracts with isolated groups on distant planets in order to get to harvest and produce their territorial products. Hence, with decades of experience, Zaamat's diplomatic skills are almost in line with the top-notch diplomats of the order. His botanical skills are second only to the Ithorian masters, and even they are impressed by his innovative mind and creative solutions.

Armor/Clothes: Wears brown Jedi robes, keen on always wearing a skirt and a white apron embrodied with images of wroshyr trees while working [in the kitchen or the garden]

Primary Weapon(s): Lightsabre, green colour - although not much of a fighter, Zaamat is knows his deal in the Soresu lightsabre form

Miscellaneous Item(s): A holocron made by Teek Nytt - with detailed recipes and formulas of Jedi diet

 

 

Zaamat Aatov - a heavy tattooed light blue Twi'lek Jedi dietist and artisan who once chose to liberate an enslaved human boy during a culinary study tour all around the planet of Nar Shaddaa and take him under his wing as his Jedi padawan. The boy had been brought as an infant to Wobla the Hutt by Devaronian slavers from an unknown planet four years ago. He was quickly taught the rules - to live with a slave collar around his neck twenty-four hours a day. Obey or suffer.

 

As a drudge, the boy was constantly pressured by heavy labour to manage the hologardens onboard Wobla's luxury yacht, which at the time was the single, most expensive and exclusive cruiser to be found in the whole system. (Until Wobla's later-to-be rival Yunta the Hutt, had everyone onboard the legendary yacht massacred in a bloody plot to kill Wobla's reputation as being the best party host in The Hutt Cartel - unofficially funded by the Exchange)

 

With three decks of pure luxurity - five separate cantinas, an invaluable slave quarter with dozen of professional Twi'lek slaves offering everything from massage and escort to target practice for each and every one of Wobla's valued guests and of course the grandeur hologarden on the bottom floor, featuring nothing less than exotic gree technology - the yacht was truely a marvel to behold, a priced possession of the grand businesshutt.

 

Zaamat was as previously mentioned, on a culiary cruise through the system when he first encountered his future apprentice, Bal Shosa. Invited by the Hutt himself to be amongst the first guests to test new formula for Raxan-worm fluid wine, Zaamat's attention was instantly drawn to the hologarden on the lower levels of the yacht as the Hutt's wingmen guided them around the ship. He asked the other in his crew to continue the tour as he stood still, admiring the technological masterpiece. Astonished by the landscape of the hologarden, with its authentic aromas, soothing breeze and beautiful scenery; the first thoughts which ran through his mind were "How do they tend it, all this exo-tech. Are there Gree present here?", Then he noticed the white haired child tinkering with the ventilation shafts near one of the holoprojectors. "No, of course not" he added as he steered his steps towards the boy.

 

As he approached the him, Zaamat noticed the slave collar around his neck and empathy slowly reached his mind. The boy turned around and gave the Twi'lek's a curious look, Then quickly looked down in the floor. Perhaps intimidated by his big stature, perhaps not.

 

He was in any case quick with introducing himself "Bal Shosa at your service, sir" his voice sounded and bowed politely, with his look to the floor. As with most slaves, Zaamat put on a happy face, smiled and reached out his hand in a gesture for him to look up and meet his eyes. Perhaps uncertain, the boy slowly, with care looked up to the big, blue Twi'lek which stood before him.

 

They got observe each other for a few seconds before the shock collar kicked in an electric shock and shook the boy to the ground.

 

The rules are clear: Obey your master, do not question your master and DO NOT speak without being spoken to first.

 

Horrified by the scene and his mind clouded by emotion, Zaamat drew his lightsabre and with the precision of a Jedi cut loose the slave collar, which fell off the boy's neck with a thud, making malfunctioning sounds. "Bzz bzzzzz beep!" then died off.

 

The boy, who had not yet realized what just happened, stared at Zaamat - with his lighsabre drawn and strained look on his face as the Weequay security guards came running through the holoforest as the slave-revolt alarm sounded. They doubted a moment when saw the Jedi's posture and his weapon before drawing their rifles, aiming them at both the Jedi and the boy.

 

"Pardon us, master Jedi. You got with the slaves?" one of the Weequay guards said "Come with us" and motioned with his rifle at an entrance near the authentic holowaterfall to the right of them. Zaamat inclined his head, reached down to pick up the unconscious boy and carried him with, off to the guards' security office.

 

"I want to negotiate" Zaamat told the Weequay guards as they sat down in the yacht's security office. "If my assumptions are correct, master Wobla is very interested in what I have to offer him" he continued and reached for his pockets. "This" he said and revealed a small brown pouch "Is yagaran aleudrupe plant seed. The last time I checked, the Exchange annihilated an entire colony of Duros botanics on Telos just to get one corn of seed from this plant. I have two dozen - and I am sure... that our dear Hutt would certainly be interested in such prestige and stomping their status underfoot by having twenty-four times the resources they have. In return of this boy's freedom". The Weequays looked queried, chatted some inbetween on their native tongue, then spoke "Yes. This is prized by Wobla the Hutt, he spoke much of it... we can deal."

 

What Zaamat didn't tell them was that the seeds were fake, not some rare seed from another part of the galaxy, no. Just normal grass seeds he intended to grow to feed the Jedi temple's domesticated beasts with.

 

Zaamat gave the pouch of yagaran aleudrupe plant seed to the Weequays. He lifed the boy up and walked out off the room, off the yacht and to the spaceport where he met his friend Teek, who offered him ride in his cargo ship, used for storing plants and raw materials.

 

And so they left the planet, the rest is history.

 

 

*03:28 Trunkan has finished writing this character biograhpy*

 

Thanks for reading and hope you like it, as well as have feedback for it.

I wish you could now be a jed dietist on the game, I must agree 5'2 is quite short and is the average height for a 13 year old. but I love the reasons of food for this guy, great bio, but on more thing is that he got on to his ship thingy or whatever for whine tasting. I thought that jedi where not aloud to drink alchohal. might be wrong but it is a bad influence on Zaamats students.

Species/Race: Human (Cyborg)

Name: Basterus

Middle Name: N/A

Last Name: Val'ren

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: 20 BTC

Place of Birth: Dromund Kaas

Age: 32

Height: 176cm

Weight: 121kg

Hair Color/Style: Dark brown, short

Facial Appearance: Small cybernetics on face, black glasses, stubble

Eye Color: Brown

Body Appearance: Average size, muscular

Home Planet: Dromund Kaas

Current Residence: Vaiken Spacedock

Allegiance: Sith Empire, Imperial Military

Profession: Imperial Sniper

Armor/Clothes: Black Trenchcoat / Light padded Imperial Military Uniform

Primary Weapon(s): Balmorran Stealth Sniper Rifle

Secondary Weapon(s): Blaster pistol

Miscellaneous Item(s): Hoiocom, small vibroknife

Biography:

Basterus Val'ren was born on Dromund Kaas to a moderately wealthy military family amid the chaos of the Great Galactic War. For much of his childhood he was cared for largely by a Twi'lek slave, much of his family fighting the war away from home. When he was of age, Basterus was sent to the military academy on Dromund Kaas, where he was trained as an assassin-like sniper to serve on frontier planets. Showing promise in combat, sniping and with sufficient skills in spaceflight, it was anticipated that he would be admitted into Imperial Intelligence after his initial training. However, it was during this period that his father defected to the Republic, an event which cut down all hopes of such a promotion. Though he finished his training and served the Empire well during the closing days of the war, Basterus has since been striving to cast away the memory of his father's traitorous actions and prove himself a worthy defender of the Empire.

Species/Race: Human

Name: Ban Corain Sathelleon

Nickname: Corain

Gender: Male

Place of Birth: Chandrila

Age: 46

Height: Average

Weight: Average/Light

Hair Color/Style: Short light brown hair with white streaks. Full beard

Facial Appearance: Face-like. Prominent nose.

Eye Color: Grey

Body Appearance: Light build.

Home Planet: Tython, usually. Travels extensively.

Current Residence: None, currently.

Allegiance: The Jedi Order and the Republic.

Profession: Jedi. Scholar of holocron lore.

Armor/Clothes: Jedi robes.

Primary Weapon(s): The Force

Secondary Weapon(s): Green lightsaber.

Likes: Enjoys mathematics, physics, history, philosophy, politics, visiting rural planets, huttese poetry, chandrilan beverages and the company of members of the opposite sex.

Dislikes: Ecumenopoli (city planets), extreme temperatures, non-huttese poetry, hutts, unreasonable inflexibility, deceit, disregard for life and aerial pests that fly into your face.

Biography:

Corain was born in Chandrila to a family of politicians. While the family had ostentatiously wanted a Jedi in the family, they resisted when faced with the prospect of actually loosing a son to the order. Despite this, Corain was quickly taken to Coruscant to become an Initiate. He was taught by Chyroh Faron, a well respected Jedi Master. For unkown reasons, Master Chyroh Faron fell to the dark side and defected the order soon after Corain passed his Trials.

Initially the order watched Corain with concern, fearing that he'd been 'contaminated' by or perhaps even been involved with his master's fall. However, their fears faded with time.

Corain was eventually allowed choose his first apprentice. However, he lost this apprentice during confrontations with the Sith at the time of the Treaty of Coruscant and has only recently taken another.

Species/Race: Mirialan

Name: Corruck

Last Name:Zann

Nickname: Cor (to acquaintances only)

Gender: male

Place of Birth: Alderaan

Age: 23

Height: 6' 4''

Hair Color/Style: black

Facial Appearance: face tattoos, as most Mirialan do

Current Residence: Lehon (Rakata Prime)

Allegiance: mostly for the Republic, however sometimes for neutral

Profession: Studies ancient technology, the Rakata, and space beyond the known galaxy

Armor/Clothes: Robes of a Jedi

Primary Weapon: An Ancient lightsaber

Secondary Weapon: A Rakata blade

Biography: Born force sensitive he was taken to Coruscant, where he was trained as a consular. Then the war came and the Jedi Temple was destroyed and most thought he was as well. However he survived with a close friend, whom he then took to Tython. Later he left to study Mandalorian, Rakate technology, and the Star Forge, which he found most intriguing. He soon found the planet Lehon, and has stayed there ever since.

He has been studying old techniques of the Force that the Rakata told him about. He has helped them rebuild parts of their temples. He also give information to the republic, though he has done it pretending to be other people so that they never find Lehon. He is very lonely however because he misses his friend, but he tries to forget by keeping on his studies. He hopes one day to find him when he has finished his study on Revan, the Star Forge, and Mandalorian culture.

Species/Race: Human/Ysanna (Ossus Natives)

Name: Neltron

Middle Name: Hrakert (Because of being raised on Manaan)

Last Name: Luur

Nickname: "Nelt"

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: N/A

Place of Birth: Ahto City, Manaan

Age: 30

Height: 6'3

Weight: 179

Hair Color/Style: Short Dish-water blonde hair

Facial Appearance: slight facial hair

Eye Color: Blue

Body Appearance: Lean

Home Planet: Manaan

Current Residence: Ahto East

Allegiance: Jedi Order

Profession: Jedi Sage

Armor/Clothes: Jedi Tunic/Robes

Primary Weapon(s): Lightsaber

Secondary Weapon(s): Firaxan Whip

Miscellaneous Item(s): Mother's Holocron, Father's Beast Guide

Biography: Neltron was the first known Human Jedi Master to come from the planet Manaan. At a young age he learned Selkatha as his first language and explored the Hrakert Rift under the watchful eye of his father Drev Luur. He discovered he was Force Sensitive at age 3 and was eventually taken to the Jedi Temple by Nautolan Jedi Master Rek Heklan at age 5. On Coruscant the Jedi honed Neltron into a promising young Sage while he continued to seek the teachings of the Selkath Elders on Manaan. Neltron is a huge advocate for Neutrality due to his Manaan background but he will fight when it is necessary. He is a Master Healer and is the Order's Number One Beast Handler.

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Species/Race: Mirilan Exile

Name: Siepher

Middle Name: Ma'laz

Last Name: Ah'lune

Nickname: Sieph

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: 3666 BBY

Place of Birth: Voss

Age: 34

Height: 1.9m

Weight: 94kg

Hair Color/Style: Raven, worn over eyes

Facial Appearance: Some scarring by his eyes from his echani training

Eye Color: Yellow, originally grey

Body Appearance: In great shape, built like a matukai adept.

Home Planet: Voss

Current Residence: Exile

Allegiance: Wardens of the Sky

Profession: Force Adept/ space junker

Armor/Clothes: Either balmora resistance gear, or loose fitting wild robes.

Primary Weapon(s): Double bladed lightsaber with his father's yellow-black saber crystal

Secondary Weapon(s): Various grenades

Miscellaneous Item(s): Various darkside relics, his own holocron, his mother's locket.

Biography:

Born 34 years ago in his family's exile on Voss. The mirilan high council thought it best to exile his family due to thier expiramentation with the darkside of the force, a major crime to the mirilan people. He is the eldest of 3 children, one who fell to the darkside completly, and another who refused force training. After being horrified by his family's history, Siepher fled to Coruscant and enlisted in republic special forces as a GHOST, a sect of Spec Forces dedicated to infiltraion and sabotage. A jedi master named Vindavid Azule sensed his force ability while he commissioned GHOST to aid in the capture of a sith lord named Verge. He finally managed to convince Siepher to go to the jedi temple to train as a jedi. Siepher had 1 major flaw, like many before him, he craved knowledge. Learning all he could about the force. He managed to break into the holocron library and steal a darkside holocron speaking about Darth Nihlus and his force drain ability. He learned it well, too well.

After he killed a fellow padawan in a sparring accident by draining his life through his training saber he fled the temple 2 years before the Sacking to SIth space. There he studied with a sith lord named Sadist, and learned the darkside. After some time in sith space, a wittnessing his dark hunger, he once again put himself into exile. Hiding out till he was roughly 30, he finally was discovered by a man named Kaido, who claimed to be a Warden of the Sky. He learned this path, forever on the move, so neither the Sith or Jedi could find him. One to use him for his talent, the other to condemn him for his crime.

After recieving a vision of his brother Anakoni aiding the sith during the battle of coruscant, he realized his brother had truely fallen, recieved a message his father had passed away, and was buried on Voss as an honorary mystic, he returned to his homeworld. Visiting his father's tomb, he touched the headstone, and a compartment opened. In it was his father's robes, saber, and a pair of relics. His father appeared to him as a force spirit and said, "My son these are now yours. Our family has always been force warriors, doing what ever it takes to protect our homeworld. Our destiny is now in your hands. Clear our family's name."

Siepher vowed to use his gift/curse to do just that. Studing abroad he learned many skills from salvage to combat. He returned to the Jedi to face trial, they pardoned him, saying it is more important to maintain the balance of the force, then to kill one so strong in the force. Forever riddled with his guilt, it is his penance to clear his family's name to both the mirilan people, and the republic. He vows to never be zealous to either the jedi or the sith, walking his own path in the force.

Siepher can be seen aboard his ship The Radiant Eclipse with his allies, or not at all. He is known to shadowily aid someone and disappear before he recieves credit. He lives for battle, and strives to become the perfect weapon of the force. Everyday teaches him a new lesson. He still faces his force hunger, but has learned to not tap into it unknowily anymore. Many call him a vampire, a creature, a race, of stories once told to scare children about the darkside of the force before the jedi or the sith gained power. His destiny is his own, and he has found allies in Wrath of the Forsakened.

Species/Race: Kaleesh

Name: Esiu

Middle Name: eyo

Last Name: Q'ram

Nickname: Lord Ira

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: 14 BTC

Place of Birth: Kalee

Age: 27

Height: 6'3" ft

Weight: 186 lbs

Hair Color/Style: n/a

Facial Appearance: Ira bears the typical long face of a Kaleesh, but one of his jaw-tusks are broken as the other is decorated with a jeweled ringlet. Underneath his mumuu war mask, he bear a scar that run down his right eye and stop by his right tusk.

Eye Color: Pale gold with red speckles

Body Appearance: Tall and muscular from constant training and battle, Esiu bear many scars from his training and battle on his red-orange scales, they have no influence on his abilities.

Home Planet: Korriban

Current Residence: Fury-class Imperial Interceptor Endless Void

Allegiance: Sith Empire

Profession: Sith Warrior

Armor/Clothes: Ira wear the standardized armor of a Sith warrior; a reinforced gray bodysuit plated with black armor that protect his vital areas, with white tribal carvings on his armor, but he leave his clawed fingers and feet somewhat exposed. Over it, he wear a red-trimmed black armorweaved cloak with a cowl. Like most Kaleesh in the galaxy, he wear a tradition mumuu war skull decorated with sith markings.

Primary Weapon(s): Saberstaff

Secondary Weapon(s): Lightsaber

Miscellaneous Item(s): Wrist-vibroknife

Biography: Born as a son of a fallen Kaleesh general during one of the Empire's conquests, Esiu eyo Q'ram was taken by the Sith to be trained as a Sith Warrior at a young age, allowing him to harbor hatred and vengeance against the Empire, fueling his passions for training. In the years of his training, the Kaleesh started to respect the Empire for its strength and unyelding might, and became a vicious tool against the Republic and all who dared question the Empire, earning the name Ira for his constant thirst for battle.

Trained under the mysterious Sith Lord Penthus, Esiu became a skilled duelist at a young age, specializing in his master's deadly mixture of Makashi, Shien, and Juyo, but adapting Niman and Jar'kai into it for his double-bladed lightsaber, and had a incredible knowledge of the Force, dark and light.

Over the years as a Sith Marauder, Ira have gained the honor code of a warrior, regardless of his ruthless and fatalistic output, caring not that he dies but he dies for a cause. Most of the time unwilling to kill the innocent, he is viewed as a thinking weapon by most Sith, but he is still a weapon nonetheless.

Figured I could dig out an old favorite of mine.

Biographical Information

Full Name: Risshik Moonrunner

Callsigns/Nicknames: None

Gender: Male

Age: 37 Years of Age

Born: 3,690 BBY (37 BTC)

Species/Race/Skin Color: Kaleesh

Home world: Coruscant

Birthplace: Kalee

Current Residence: Coruscant

Profession(s) & Title(s): Jedi Ace

Abilities/Skills: Mastered Force Powers: Doppleganger, Ray, and Wall of Light, Force Weapon (in training), Lightsaber Forms: Niman, Soresu, and Shii-Cho

Siblings: Rakiita Moonrunner (twin)

Spouse: None

Children: None

Parents: Unknown

Significant Others: Riana, Fellow Jedi

Physical Characteristics

Height: 6” 4’

Weight: 214 Ibs.

Eye Color: Yellow with pupil slits

Hair Color: Glossy black hair gathered into a ponytail with a metal bound to kept close to the back of the head.

Body Description/Condition: Orange-red scaly skin has taunt muscle covered by supple skin, giving the appearance of a slightly larger Kaleesh.

Distinguishing features: Usually the tusks, the ones that come from his upper jaw (the big ones) are long and thin with a pointed edge.

Chronological and Political Information

Allegiances: Jedi Order

Known Instructors/Commanders: Teryn Balistar

Known Subordinates/Apprentices: None so far.

Partners/Sidekicks: None

Additional Information

Armor/Clothing: A Songsteel mask with markings of two arcs above the left eye, and a V that goes between the brows. Instead of a tunic, Risshik wears a tabard of synthetic leather that is black; the trimming/lace is a dark brown and the leather pieces that hangs down, stops at his knees. His loose-fitting trousers and undershirt is the shade of tan-brown, with his boots being the same black leather and trimming, they are hard and sturdy with ridged soles. His utility belt carries a breather pouch, energy and food capsules, and a communicator.

Primary Weapon(s): A Songsteel Jedi katana with flowing water engravings at the base of the blade that extends down the spine, fading half-way down the blade. The hilt was mostly is the same metal but with leather wrapped around for grip.

Secondary Weapon(s): Lightsaber with a gold crystal inside, the hilt is hand and a half long with a polished black granite stone at the pommel.

Transportation: Delta-series Starfighter

Optional Statistics

Habits (smoking, drinking etc.): Keeps his right hand on the pommel of the Songsteel katana if uneasy or tense.

Hobbies: Instead of practicing swordsmanship and meditation, Risshik has come across the talent of free running, using his own rules: No help from the Force.

Personal Quotes: “To do, or not to do, there is no maybe.”

Speech patterns: Speaks Basic with almost hefty sound.

Weaknesses:

Personality: Risshik knows to be disciplined, this from being a Jedi for decades. He is loud and clear on his opinion, leading to him holding his ground on a matter. Risshik is flexible in doing activities, not having a routine; he can do any task practically if asked. Risshik is honest and isn’t tolerating of thieves or liars. He can have bursts of emotion of pushed to the brink, leaving him in a deeper shade of red; leaving after counting to ten to cool off. Risshik is not driven to be perfect, being comfortable being who he is and from. Usually motivated to the cause and is obedient to superiors, he could be a great Jedi.

Biography: Born on Kalee, near a temple of the Kaleesh’s religion in a small town. A feud began between infidels and followers. Blood ran in the streets and nearly everyone out to slaughter one another. A Jedi Watchman was sent there to quell this fight but found that everyone was already dead, at least at first, she found two infants who were locked in a house right next to the main location of the fighting. She figured that the noise of their cries were dwarfed compared to the mob. The Jedi took the babies which were twins, to Coruscant. There they would be put into clans to see if they showed signs. At the age of three, one of them showed talent. It was Risshik, Rikiita was sent off to be adopted by a foster family, leaving Risshik alone with no memory of his sister.

Years of Force studies, political science classes, histories and cultures of thousands of worlds, Risshik was slowly being molded into Jedi with the rest of his clan-mates, each one of them were now a brother or sister as he was to them. They learned the Temple layout and often went in the ducts or secret hallways to their classes, especially Control class. Once they had passed the first two pillars of training, proving themselves for the third, wielding a lightsaber.

With the passing of the third pillar, their clan that was once a dozen of them was now only a quad: Risshik, a male Human, and two Twi’lek sisters. Risshik went into a small depression after that, the loss of most of his “family” was devastating. One of the Twi’leks, named Riana, tried helping him deal with this sense of loss. They were close, but eventually Risshik came out of his depression and saw how much feeling he really had for her and she for him. Riana and Risshik begun a secret relationship in secret, they did go to class and follow their tutors, but they cherished each second of their free time together. Rumors got around that they may be courting which was forbidden for the Jedi. The terribly young couple was taken aside in the morning to confess if these rumors were true. Risshik at this point couldn’t stay quiet any longer. He told the truth about them, knowing that they would be separated, which they were, by being taken by two Jedi Knights. Risshik’s Master’s name was Teryn Balistar and he was a Human.

The years of being Balistar’s apprentice went by quickly, mostly because Risshik often day-dreamed of Riana. Balistar disciplined Risshik for not paying attention, but it almost never worked. The Kaleesh did learn but wasn’t truly motivated. He felt out of place, not at peace, and wondered what his place was in the universe. Balistar probed quite a bit what was on Risshik’s mind but only got a bland answer.

One of their missions took them to the planet of Kalee, home world of Risshik’s race. It was there did Risshik find what he was missing. The traditional mask that was worn by his race: feeling nakedness of no heritage. This he told to Balistar, the Knight took him to the town where Risshik was found.

When they arrived, it was lifeless. Everything was in a state of disrepair and was being broken down. They walked up the high steps in the temple there, bones were scattered and picked clean by scavengers in the main hall. Risshik went ahead for a little bit, exploring the culture and religion of his own species. He came by a small alter in a room to the side, there was no lighting but the help of the thermal pits under his eyes identified a strange lump of something cold. Risshik picked it up, nearly too heavy for him, and showed his Master it. Balister identified that the rock must have been the cause of the feud started here long ago. A religious relic maybe, but it was a rock to Risshik. He let Balistar take the rock onboard the ship for it to be analyzed; it was Songsteel ore from the scans. The two talked about how a piece of ore’s purpose is in temple. Balistar ultimately decided they should take it to the Battlemaster to figure out this mystery.

When they got back on Coruscant, the Battlemaster explained how Songsteel is a luminescent metal and is resistant to lightsaber is equal to or greater than a vibrosword. He then explained how it was most likely religious nonsense on how the events took place in the town on Kalee. The Battlemaster offered to make it into a sword but it would have to require Risshik to help make it too.

So they forged it on the planet of Tython, where the Jedi Forge was there, taking up at least five days to make it. The Battlemaster would hammer the rock and take the pieces of metal to smelt down. On the fourht day Risshik had come back seeing all impurities had been eliminated by the flames, leaving a clean bar of Songsteel. The Master insisted that Risshik had helped enough, for he had forgotten the Kaleesh wasn’t use to this kind of process, having Risshik help use the Force to imbue the would-be sword with sharpness and resistance to shattering. So Risshik went to bed and woke late in the following morning. The Battlemaster had the sword completely finished, the engravings on the blade was similar to that of water from Risshik helping imbuing it. The Battlemaster also had another gift, with some extra metal left over; he forged a Kaleesh Mask for Risshik. The gifts did not go without thanks; Risshik would use the two items to their fullest potential in the future.

The final years of training came by easily, doing missions and meditating in some of the most hostile environments. Eventually they went to Illum for Risshik to craft his own lightsaber. Balistar waited inside the ship and let his padawan go into the caves. There Risshik had terrible nightmares of the past and present, he saw a menacing figure with a red blade but Risshik assumed it was one of the dreams. But it wasn’t, the figure was actually a Sith and Risshik had no choice but to duel with her. The fight lasted for ages in Risshik’s mind, until finally he had the upper hand after a block followed by a stab into the Sith’s chest. He found a pouch of crystals on her corpse, Jedi crystals. Risshik took them but kept one to put in his lightsaber to remind him of the fight.

When he returned to Balistar, Risshik told him about the encounter. The Kaleesh was told that the Sith Empire had returned and has been fighting for the past decade. Risshik felt a sense of betrayal but quickly understood that he had done it so Risshik would be finished with his training and not be drawn into war so quickly.

Now with a lightsaber and victory of the Sith, they went back to Coruscant. The Council deemed that Risshik had passed the Trials for he had shown that when Jedi come across something they do not know of, they shall not falter. His Knighting Ceremony followed quickly, a circle of his fellow Jedi, one of which was Riana. The Grandmaster cut his braid that was behind his left ear, deeming him a Knight. With the Ceremony over, Risshik met with Riana again, they were uneasy on what to do since it had been so long since they last saw each other. Risshik proposed that they should wait to continue this relationship until the Council approved.

With matters out of the way, Risshik quickly went into the War. Fighting on the frontlines mostly, he stood out the most in battle. Soldiers expect to see a lightsaber, but they got a blade instead. The most Risshik did was stab or performed blows that allow an instant death, this was difficult but Risshik always let a soldier have the mercy of keeping his limbs.

The War waged on until the Treat of Coruscant, Risshik was on Illum again at the time but he felt the death of all the Jedi at the Temple, especially the death of his old master. Riana, thankfully, survived and fled. When Risshik returned, there was stillness among them. Everyone knew what had happened, the galaxy thinks the Jedi failed them, and the Sith Empire had claimed nearly half the galaxy.

Species/Race: Human

Name: Nhym

Middle Name: Yuran

Last Name: Versalla

Nickname: Nhym, Boss, Onyx

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: 3,673 BBY

Place of Birth: Corellia

Age:22

Height:6'2"

Weight: 210

Hair Color/Style:Black, Medium and back

Facial Appearance: ...

Eye Color: Blue

Body Appearance: Large Build

Home Planet: Wanderer

Current Residence: The Valkyrie [His Ship]

Allegiance: N/A

Profession: Jedi

Armor/Clothes: Light armor, and Normal Clothes

Primary Weapon(s): Double-bladed Lightsaber

Secondary Weapon(s): Single Hilt Lightsaber, Vibrosword

Miscellaneous Item(s): His Wife Lightsaber

Biography:

(Been Built on two different RP sites. Not much In Game)

Back on his home on Corellia his parents were Normal folks his father worked at the Ship yards and his mother was a stay at home mother. At the age of 3 he was discovered by his Rodian Master Hyhata. He said good bye to his mother and his father and was sent tot eh jedi temple on Coruscant. He studied under his master for many years learning to use the Ataru Lightsaber combat style. At the age of Ten her was awarded his lightsaber. Which he still keeps with him to this day. At the age of 19 he started his trials.

He had little trouble passing the trials. The council was impressed to say the least. His tact and his speed was admirable. Although at time he was considered too reckless and to hasty with his decisions, he was knighted.

Trial of Skill:

For his trial of skill he had to face a squad of sith assassins and a sith Apprentice (simulacrum) In the Trials chambers. To show his mastery of the force he levitated large boulders and pots in the atrium in The Room of a Thousand Fountains. This Eliminated his trial of Skill and Courage.

Trial of Flesh:

His trial of Flesh came on his first Solo Mission. He was sent to check on the reconstruction efforts on Taris and he was attacked by a group of wild Nexu. They Attacked him and he returned to his master riddled with many deep scratches, and 2 bite marks on his arm. A few tendons were severed in his leg, and he sustained a broken arm.

Trial of Spirit:

His trial of spirit he had to face his fear of failure. His power hungry inner-self. His drive to 'out Jedi' even the council. He was power hungry, In his meditative state he saw himself standing over the council. One side of his face was normal and pure, the other side was withered and, scorched, burned and eyes burning like fire. Eventually the dark and fire scorched side overtook his entire face and the council chambers laid in ruins. Then he was killed by his master Hyhata. He awoke from the vision with a calm sigh and then resumed his mediation. Then once again he was confronted with the same face. But instead, the face was began to glow, and he was

Trial of Insight:

For His trial of insight he had to locate a single grain of sand amongst a stone field in the trials chamber. After over 30minutes he located the grain and presented it to Master Satele. After his final trial he was knighted and took up the Class of Jedi Consular.

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Species/Race: Human

Name: Sabrina

Last Name: Kotass

Gender: Female

Age: 19

Height: 5`6"

Weight: 130lb

Hair Color/Style: Brown hair shoulder length with one braid coming down the front

Facial Appearance: See pic

Eye Color: Blue

Body Appearance: slender

Home Planet: Apatros

Current Residence: Drummond Kass

Allegiance: Empire

Profession: Sith Inquistor

Armor/Clothes: Red robes made from Kilick Slick interlaced with Phrik metal to stop lightsaber attacks

Primary Weapon(s): Force

Main powers

Force conceal

Force lighting

She also can use force crush and base telkiness

Secondary Weapon(s): Single bladed lightsaber with red blade and Hilt is shaped like krayt Dragon

Use shein as her force form, also known as way of dragon.

Miscellaneous Item(s): Fury

other reasorces 1 comapny of troops and captain loyal to my master

Biography:

Early years.0-12

Sabrina started life in a slave camp on the plant Apatros in out rim, where the slave mined for cortosis. Sabrina worked outside the pits in the kitchens, until age 12, then she was discoved to be force sentive. So under imprial lore she was taken to korriban for tutoruage

Initiation years 12- 17

She did not warm reception, when she goto the sith homeworld of korriban. She was slave and she could feel the overseers did not approve of this. Although they had no choice to train her, they did not treat as well as free born initiate. She spent first six months learning the sith code, and practicng with a vibrobalde where she learned to use shein form. These classes where held by, Overseer Remel who took great delight in shocking her when she messed up. This only fuled her futher, to till one day she actualy blocked the bolt hittung her. At that moment Overseer Remel smiled then unleashed wave ligting at her, knocking her out. When she woke he told her, that it was time to move on to prove she worthy of the title acoyte.

She assigned to group of nearly a thosand other initiate`s, she still rembers the overseers speach to them. "Congrations you passed your first test`s" he said "But know we whittle you down to six to see who is worthy of chance of becoming an apprentice" By the age 14, half them already been killed.The only thing what kept her alive was her abilty to endure, something she picked on harsh condttion of the mines. She was starting to pick the use of the force at this point, with abilty to move fast and defend herself. A note worthy day was,when she was order to goto a tomb with 4 other initiate`s. To clear out some K'lor'slugs, from one of the tombs. It was her first time in a tomb, but she kind liked it remined her mine`s entrace back her home world. As her and the group got deeper into the tomb`s, they where attacked by whole host of K'lor'slugs. As the group where fighting for their lives, and making some head way with their vibro blades. She started bolting them down using bolts of lighting, she was scared but the fear made her stronger. only two of them survied that day her and anohter initiate called Keragtor an iriodian. After this they became freinds.

Over next few years she learned to chanel her power, and found a hobby in the accadmy archives. She sfound she had a love of history and the power it could bring. Also she was also quite the acrobat, even for a force user.

Then eventualy they whittled down, to justa hand full. They where told plain and simple, "We are going put you in an arena, against each other. Who ever wins gains the right to be an acolyte."

She was put with her blade in hand into a pit, their she saw the five other initiate`s including Keragtor.

Keragtor lept at one at a twi'lek initiate, swiping of the twi'lek head as he caught him off guard. One of sith initiate tried to do same to her, but she manged to parry the blow, she then turned his blade back aginst him. Quickly she bolted him with force lighting then ran him though her own blade. The other intiates a zabrack and a rakkatick also forght the zabrack won. She did not see how, as she was busy with her own duel. Then her and Keragtor tuned on, the zabrack. Keragtor charged in first, the zabrack blocked his attacks. Mean while sabrina waited for her chance to strike, it soon came as their bades clashed. Their vibro blades seem stuck together, at that point she let loose a lighting bolt on the zabrack. The bolt killed him instanly, but bolt crossed over to keragtor aswell. The shock stunned him, sabrina quickly thrusted her blade into him. As he looked at her, his eyes kind of said why as they fluttered as life force left him. Sabrina hispered in his ear sorry but it was ethier you or me.

After this she became an acolyte.

Acoylte years 17-19

After she got out the pit she was given new robes, to define her as acoylte and no longer an initiate . She was also given her own room, it was simple room a bed a light and chest. She spent next six months honning her skills, espicaly her force powers. It was in this time she found out, how to use the force to conceal herself. She used it mainly to, mainly to get extra rations. She also got grasp of telekeniss, aswell as force speed. If she got chance she, practiced her acrobatics. After the six months a darth vergas deside he need a new apprentice, and she was one six choosen to compeate for the role. The others where sith pure blood, two other humans, a cyborg, and a kel dor. They where gathered together, told we be put through trials until only one of us was left alive. Overseer Cordarian was in charge of us, he was red face zabrack.

The first trial they where sent to drummond kass, to survive and kill atleast one major preditor. They simply put into drop ships, and told they would be back for them in a week. they scattered through out the jungle world with just one days rations. As her pod laned, it hit planet with all mighty crash. The vibration`s shaked her seat,as she she got out she had to reorinator her slef as legs did not feel right. After couple hours she left the pod to look for her kill. As night fell it found her, a vine cat. It lept at her, it claws scratched her as she rolled out the way. It cam at her again this time, reaching out with it front claws. Sabrina used her blade to fend them off, as she summond force bolt to hit the cat. The blast hurt the cat, but did not kill it. The vine cat then pounced at her, she rolled back and impled it on her blade. in morning she draged the corpse back to the pod, and began to carve it up for food for her self. After week was up, the overseer cam to collect thoose that survive. We where all ready down from six to four. One humans and the kel dor dies that week.

After a couple months we where sent on next trial, this was nothing so deadly. We had to be judge jury amd possibly executioner to some prisoners. We simply told the jailer will abide by your choice, sabrina relised this was test of charcter and intellignce. In her room the where four prisoner lined up, the first was a petty thief, the seconed was a murder, the third a republic trooper, the last a was a rebellious slave.

She listend to the theif first, his story and how he was caught. He seemed capable sort, who got unlucky. Her punishment was simple, he was to be indentured to imprial intelligence.

Then sabrina turned to the murder, he had killed in vengence. He said the man attacked his daughter, and saw no choice, sabrina told the jailer to conscript him into imprial army.

After that was the republic trooper caught out of uniform on balmorra, he spat at her as she looked at him. For that alone she bolted him not enough to kill him, but to stun him. She turned to jailer, jailer thought she was about to kill him. Though sabrina had a diffrent idea, torture him find all his contacts. Get every bit of infomation you can, out him she barked at the jailer

The last was the slave, he broke his bonds and tried to start an uprising. The slave however failed misribly, to even get one more to follow him. After listening to whining voice, sabrina simply bolted the slave in his cage. She could smell his burnt hair, as she freid him with lighting.

After this trial the overseer, order the cyborg to kill the other human for being stupid. He did this quickly, in a double strike first his chest and then accross his head.

Her next trial, they where told to go and get a relic from the tomb of ajunta pual we all jorneyed into the tomb, and split up here. Sabrina serched for the artifact, but soon relised she could not find one. She doubled back on her self and waited near the exit. As she got their, she saw the sith leave tomb. Damn she thought to late, then she could hear the cyborg, about to come round corner she quickly concealed herself. Then she waited for him, as he passed her. She attacked him first with bolt of lighting which stuned him as his circuits overloaded, she could hear his circuit crackel as they strugled to cope. She quickly followed up with serval quick blows on his head. She beat him to the ground as layed their about to taking his last breaths of life, she lept up and slamed her vibro blade into his back cracking his vertibray. Then she took his bloodied artfact, and walked back to her room, Where she washed the trace of blood of her and the artifact. Then head to the overseer handed the artifact in, he grined and asked politly so where the robot?. Sabrina replied I do not know

Her final trial was a race, first back was going became an aprentice. This was no ordinary race, you had to take company koriban troopers through one of the tombs of korriban. Their where looters in these tombs and need to be killed of quicklly, and you got penlty or each member of your comapny that died. She was sent to Tomb of Hakagram Graush, here their was 3 route in she devid her her men 2 platoons came with her, other waited in ambush at other exits. Her plan was simple attack with total feroiusty to drive the looters out into the ambushes that waited. She enetered first concealed, as the platoons and command squad entered behind her. She moved quickly to first anti chamber, here she saw about sixty lootes gathering his old relics. She wiated for the first of her troops to alert them, thenbegan to attack using blots of lighting and quick kills with her blade. As the fire fight broke out, the looters relised they where out matched began to fall back. As they did panic spread through their ranks, and they made run for it, as left the tombs they cut to peice by troops laying in wait. Her company lost only a handfull of men. As they headed back to academy her hart fell she saw sith their, he got back before her. She disembarked form the transport, she was worried she about to be killed. She saw a grin on his face, which droped as her men started to disembark from the transport. He relised in need for speed, he sacrificed too many of his men. The overseer handed me a lightsaber, and said use it. She bowed to the overseer, and beheaded him in single blow.

She was then sent to drummond kass, to meet her new master. As she goto his residence, outside karth city. She was met by sith troop, and escorted to his private anti-chamber. This was first time she met Darth Vergas, She knelt before him. He turned to her and saidRise, my new apprentice he went onto explain, who he was and how i fitted into his pwer structure. I was not his only apprentice, but one of many. He also how several lords beneath him, as well as a couple of other darths. Then inturn he was beneath another darth, who was on the dark council. His duty was primarly a military role, and would besending me where he felt i could be of use. Her hart fell a little bit she prefared history, but then he said but i do need artifact gathering orginsing as well as that my aster primary role.

Soon after she was dispatched to her first mission

Species/Race: Zabrak

Name: Bonitus

Last Name: Meleu

Nickname: Darth Zyla

Gender: Female

Place of Birth: Taris

Height: 5 ft 7

Weight: 140 lbs

Hair Color/Style: Black, tied back

Facial Appearance: Scarred by the Dark Side of the Force

Eye Color: Yellow

Body Appearance: Slim

Home Planet: Taris

Current Residence: Bakura

Allegiance: Empire

Profession: Lord of the Sith

Armor/Clothes: Black robed top and bottom with a hood attached, shrouded by the dark side of the force. Heavy duty belt weaved with cortosis along with cortosis weaved boots. Under the robes lies body armour made up of an alloy of cortosis and duralium, both strong and light.

Primary Weapon(s): A double-bladed lightsaber with orange colour crystals. The hilt is thought to be of Ancient Sith Origin with an ancient language carved onto it.

Secondary Weapon(s): A single purple-crystalled lightsaber with a standard hilt.

Biography:

Darth Zyla was born in a war-ridden planet of Taris. As a young child she was discovered to be force sensitive and kidnapped by the invading forces, frozen in carbonite and eventually forgotten about after they left the planet. An unknown amount of time passed before someone found the young girl. Zyla was unfrozen but forced to live by herself. Killing and stealing for a living but all the while not knowing she was a strong user in the force, the dark side was growing inside her before she reached adolescence.

After being discovered by scouting parties of the Sith in hiding, Imperials attempted to take her to the Unknown Regions for training. After killing all of the Imperials attempting to take her, it took an Un-named Sith Lord to take her. Following years of training and the murders of many Republic key members, she managed to remain under the radar before running off to Bakura to where she still resides today.

Species/Race: <unknown> Human appearance

Name: My'kl

Middle Name:

Last Name: Gawlron

Nickname:

Gender: Male

Date of Birth: 4th day of the 12th month in the year 286 BTC

Place of Birth: Dar’eana (Deep in Wild Space)

Age: 300

Height: 6' 1"

Weight: 230 lbs

Hair Color/Style: Black/Short

Facial Appearance: Bearded (Black), Scar over left eye.

Eye Color: Dark Brown

Body Appearance: Muscular

Home Planet: Dar'eana

Current Residence: MIA

Allegiance: Republic

Profession: Guardian

Armor/Clothes: Custom

Primary Weapon(s): Lightsaber (Betty)

Secondary Weapon(s): Fists

Miscellaneous Item(s): Good looks and stamina

Biography: WIP

Character Blog: http://gawlronlegacy.wordpress.com/

General Info

Faction: Republic / The Jedi

Name: An'irel Vondoor (AHN-ee-rehl)

Species: Human

Current age: 20 Standard Years

Date of Birth: 3669 BBY (16 BTC)

Personality: An'irel is a pleasant person all around. She enjoys helping others and is not above laughing at her own mistakes or shortcomings. She prefers to see the best in a person, which has been taken advantage of from time to time. She is also loyal to those that prove they are her true allies, and will fight until death to protect what she holds dear in her heart.

Combat Experience: An has spanned the galaxy working with the Council to help infiltrate and stop the Sith and Empire. As a Jedi, she was raised to believe that violence is never the answer; however she will not hesitate to defend herself or those in her protection. She is proficient with a dual blade form of combat, utilizing her acrobatics and flexibility to maximize the effectiveness while minimizing injury and collateral damage. Her policy: try and diffuse the situation or redirect. If that fails, protect the innocent and let the sabers fly.

Physical Description

Height: : 168 cm (5'5")

Weight: 68 kg (~149 lbs)

Body type: Chello shaped

Eye color: Jade green

Hair color: dark auburn

Facial structure and Hair style: Oval shaped head with a thin nose and full lips. She has almond shaped eyes with long lashes and thin brown eyebrows. Her cosmetics of choice are slight accents on her eyelids, cheeks, and lips in a pale tangerine color. An’s hair is shoulder length and naturally wavy. She wears it tied up in a fringed bun high on the back of her head. Because of the tapered length framing her face when left alone, her bangs on the left side escape her ties and end up draped over her face.

Skin Color: a lighter beige

Combat Equipment

Main Weapons: Twin green bladed lightsabers, handmade. No name as of yet; not sure if they warrant naming yet.

Armor: While traveling and on missions, she wears a sleeveless midriff tunic of blue and white with leather arm bands and a small hood (just in case), a pair of terracotta colored leggings with built in armoring, brown leather boots with matching blue trim, leather hand covers with blue trim and buckle bindings, and a plasteel waistcord with lightsabers attached. She also has a thin silver headband, for a bit of personal flair.

Personal Starship: "Din of Redress ", a Corellian Defender-class Light Corvette

Background

An’irel Vondoor is the twin daughter of Xaivren Vondoor and Na’ibre Syl-Vondoor. She and her brother, Ty’viren were born on Corellia about 16 years before the Treaty of Coruscant. They have one other sibling, an older sister named Lyr’inel.

An’s history begins with her mother, Na’ibre, who was once a promising healer and Knight in the Jedi Order. During the Battle of Bothawui, Na’ibre joined her fellow knights to help defend the planet from the Imperial invasion. After their initial victory she helped transport the wounded back to the Fleet aboard a volunteer’s freighter, piloted by a young rogue named Xaivren Vondoor. While in transit the two became reluctant friends, the reluctances being Na’ibre’s. She did not want to betray the Jedi Code by becoming attached to the young man, but the feelings she first thought of as friendship turned into something much deeper and powerful.

Once back on Coruscant Xaivren found ways to help the Order, claiming it his ‘civic duty’ to aid the champions of the Galactic Republic. In truth, the help he offered centered on staying close to Na’ibre, aiding her in transporting medical supplies or traveling for evacuations. Every moment they spent working together Na’ibre felt her resolve slipping and the love for this man growing. Eventually, she gave in, and the two became lovers. When they were discovered, Na’ibre was brought before the Council and her fate decided. She was given a choice: her lover or the Order. It was a hard decision, but one that the Force led her to. She chose to leave the Order and a year later Xaivren and Na’ibre were married.

After their marriage, the Vondoor settled on Corellia, opening a small trading and freight service. In addition to this, they helped those who were down and out – slaves, orphans, refugees from the war – travel safely to Republic space in order to escape whatever they were running from. When Na’ibre became pregnant, Xaivren spent more and more time at home until the birth of their first child, Lyr’inel.

Six years later the twins were born, An’irel and Ty’viren. While not identical, they were very similar in looks and behavior. Even from birth, Na’ibre knew all three of her children would grow to be powerful in the Force. This made her determination to keep them safe even stronger than that of a mother’s love.

In 9 BTC the Vondoors relocated to Taris to help with the Republic’s effort to rebuild the planet and recover it from the long term damage caused by the Sith bombardment. It was on Taris that Na’ibre began teaching her daughter Lyr’inel about the Force.

Two years later Xaivren heard about the blockade of the Hydian Way trade route. Through contact with an old smuggler friend of his, he offered to help the smugglers in their fight to end the blockade, much to Na’ibre’s distress. While the Jedi Order refused to acknowledge their marriage or that Na’ibre was in any way still associated with the Jedi themselves, Xaivren’s part in the fight against the blockade earned him Republic commendations, and a home on Coruscant. The family relocated for a third time, and it was on Coruscant that Na’ibre presented her eldest daughter for training within the Jedi Order.

Seven years later it was the twin’s turn to decide if they would take their place in the Order. Both An and Ty had grown leaps and bounds in their skill with the Force. An’irel was eager to follow in her mother and sister’s footsteps and take up her role as a padawan. Ty however didn’t much care for all the rules and strict behavior that was expected of a Jedi. He preferred to fight, but only for a just cause, and proved it regularly in school when standing up for weaker students.

The day the Temple fell, Na’ibre was to present the twins to the Council to decide their fate. While in the Temple, she had stopped to allow the children to see their older sister and check on her progress. Then the bombardment began. Na’ibre managed to get a quick holo to her husband, asking him to bring the freighter and meet them outside the Temple. She helped escort her children and other Jedi younglings and padawans to the waiting freighter, saving them from a cruel fate. She however did not meet the same luck. When a Sith warrior attacked the group as they were nearing the freighter, Na’ibre took up her lightsaber for the last time, defending to death her lover, children, and the future of the Jedi Order.

Xaivren managed to get away from the planet with his precious cargo, intercepting a transmission from other Jedi survivors for a rendezvous on Tython, the home world of the ancient Order. Once on Tython, and once he saw to the transfer of the younglings and padawans, he fell apart. He took his three children far from the Jedi camp and mourned with them for the loss of their mother and the loss of the only woman he would ever love.

Xaivren stayed for ten years; long enough to help with the construction of the new Jedi stronghold and to see that his children would be cared for in the Order. When his work was finished, Xaivren left Tython for good. He left his children behind with a simple holocron, explaining that he was going to avenge their mother the only way he knew how. They were told to love each other, care for each other, and one day they would meet again.

An’irel began her training in the Order when she was ten, after the fall of Coruscant and after the beginning of the reconstruction of the Order on Tython. While the death of her mother devastated her, she knew that it was her destiny to take up arms in her mother’s place and serve the Order. She was an outstanding pupil, surpassing most of the padawans in her class in combat and Force techniques. By the time the Order had finished establishing their stronghold, she was ready for the trials of Knighthood. She was apprenticed to Master Orgus Din, following him from one end of the galaxy to the other in persuit of the Sith lord Darth Angral. While on Tatooine, her master died, and An’s been left with the task of finishing the battle he began, seeking out the Emperor in an effort to end the war for good.

While on her travels, she found herself back on Taris, a home she barely remembered. It was there, while searching for Darth Angral, that she met a young Chiss gunslinger named Cel’asten. The two joined forces to help defend Taris from the Empire’s disruption of the Republic’s recovery efforts. It was here they discovered they made a great team and became allies. It was also here that An’irel first felt true love.

An’irel and Cel’asten have been fighting side by side ever since, working hard to battle the Empire and Sith at every turn. As her mother before her, An’irel fell in love with her companion, and he with her. She has yet to reveal her feelings to the Order. She has decided on one thing however: the will of the Force in the matter of her heart and her own feelings are the same.

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[While I am posting this for the sake of having my character down on 'paper', I wouldn't mind any constructive critiques. It's been a long time since my last character profie. ]

Species/Race: Human

Name: Daniel

Last Name: Sully

Nickname: Sullster

Gender: Male

Place of Birth: Ukio

Height: 5 ft 7

Weight: 170 lbs

Hair Color/Style: Brown, Short.

Facial Appearance: Minor scarring nothing apparent.

Eye Color: Blue - However has Sectoral Heterochromia in Left eye (Blue/Green)

Body Appearance: Large build with big shoulders, but a bit of excess around the waist.

Home Planet: Ukio.

Current Residence: Travelling.

Allegiance: Unknown

Profession: Archaeologist.

Armor/Clothes: Varies

Biography:

Sullster was born on Ukio. As Ukio is a major agricultural center, and the 4th largest exporter of foodstuffs in the galaxy, the majority of work is farming. Unable to stand the dull work on his home planet, Sullster started taking a keen interest in ancient sith and jedi history, He used contacts to join a archaeological team and travel off world and was trained as an Archaeologist.

Since Korriban is littered with Tombs, caves and other structures and was the perfect place for investigation. Landing on the other side of the planet from the main Sith force in Korriban the team underwent a dangerous expedition. After a few uneventful weeks the team found a network of caves that connected to a hidden temple. The expeditionary team split up and searched the temple. Either by fate or sheer luck, Sullster leant against a wall in what seemed like a small dead end room. This a triggered a hidden switch and a pedestal arose from the ground with a glowing artifact perched on it. As he touched it a bright light eminated from the artifact and it exploded. The powerful concussive wave projected Sullster at the wall where he lost consciousness.

He awoke 3 weeks later in an medical centre....