Fandom STAR WARS: Fall of the New Republic {Character Sheets}

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• Caedus Ren

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  Full Name: Jacen Solo
  Nicknames: Caedus Ren , Ren , Caedus , "Jedi Killer"
  Affiliations: First Order [Dark Apprentice], Knights of Ren [Leader] ; New Jedi Order [formerly a Jedi Knight] , New Republic [formerly]
  Age: 24
  Gender: Male
  Parents: Han Solo [Father] ; Leia Organa Solo [Mother]
  Family:
  ➪ Anakin Solo --- Younger Brother (myself)
  ➪ Jaina Solo --- Twin Sister ( ThatGuyWithSouvlaki )
  ➪ Ben Skywalker --- Cousin (…)
  ➪ Mara Jade Skywalker --- Aunt-in-Law (…)
  ➪ Luke Skywalker --- Uncle (…)
  ➪ Allana Solo --- Secret Daughter
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  ➪ Supreme Leader Snoke --- Current Master
  ➪ Tenel Ka Djo --- Love Interest (…)
  Birthplace: Hanna City, Chandrila in 6 ABY
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  Height: 1.89m
  Weight: 80kg
  Hair Color: Brown
  Eye Color: Red (due to his significant connection to the dark side)
  Body Type: Lean Athletic
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  > His crossguard lightsaber ; the kyber crystal within the lightsaber's chamber used to belong to Vader but the crystal's energy was slowly fading and Caedus sought to pour his negative emotions into it, which inevitably cracked it hence the need for a crossguard
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  Midichlorian Count: 15,000
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  Abilities
  Force Sensitive?: Yes
  
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  Tactician and Strategist: He is able to formulate battle strategies and his brilliant tactical sense allows him to alter any strategy to fit the changing need of the situation.
  Good Pilot: While not to the same scale as his little brother, Anakin, Jacen is still one hell of a pilot. He's able to evade enemy fire, outmaneuver his opponents, and is an all-around good pilot.
  Excellent Interrogator: While Jacen's looks and mere presence is intimidating enough, the Force allows him to inflict great pain upon his captives and probe their minds.
  Good Aim: Through the gifts of the Force, Jacen is a decent shot when it comes to blasters.
  Weapon Proficiency: Jacen Solo is knowledgeable with blasters and most bladed weapons.
  Formidable Duelist: In terms of the main seven lightsaber forms, Jacen excels in Form I, Shii-Cho; both Form V's, Djem So & Shien; Form VII, Juyo; and Form VI, Niman. Other forms of combat in which Jacen is proficient in include: Tràkata, Sokan, Jar'Kai and Strong Style.
  Impressive Force Wielder: Under the tutelage of his Jedi Masters, Jacen had time to study the great mysteries and workings of the Force, particularly pertaining to the light side. However, in more recent years, Jacen has been learning methods, techniques, and other abilities that pertain to the arcane nature of the force, referred to as the dark side.
  Deceptive: Jacen is excellent at playing with, not only his own words, but also the words of others and twisting them. He could lead to your own death or do something that goes against your own morals, should you take his word with the upmost seriousness.
  Multilingual: Jacen is, with reason, well-versed in the languages of Galactic Standard, Binary, Cheunh and Huttese
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  Personality: Jacen, while dark in nature, is merely a disturbed individual. The lack of appearance from his mother and father was an interpretation of abandonment, in Jacen's perspective. Because he and his siblings were so childish and inquisitive as adolescents, Jacen thought that his parents had begun to despise their children, especially Jacen himself. Primarily in part because Jacen was, usually, the mastermind behind him and his siblings' youthful adventures. He was socially distanced by the command of his uncle, in later years, and was deprived of being with the one he loved. As the evil Caedus Ren, Jacen is tempremental, impulsive at times, and has no regard for life. He's cold, cruel, and just flat out angry.
  Vices: Wrath, Cruelty, Haughtiness, Intemperance
  Virtues: Awareness, Daring, Fortitude, Knowledgeable
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  The first son, and first-born child, to Leia Organa Solo and Han Solo, Jacen Solo was a Jedi Padawan who held great potential. Born in Havana City, Chandrila in 6 ABY, two years and four days after the Battle of Endor. Jacen and Jaina's birth had caused a small, strange disturbance in the Force—nothing that raised too much alarm though. Following the twins' birth, contradictory rumors began to spread. Some say that the birth took three days and was extremely painful, while others stated that it was quick and painless.
  
  During the twins' pregnancy, however, Princess Organa often remarked that she could feel the two through the Force. Her descriptions of her unborn children were described as: "a band of light being thrust through a vein of darkness". And while Han may not have had the immerse connection to his children, provided by the Force, he did feel the fatherly bond to them. A responsibility and more serious form of love.
  
  Jacen and Jaina's childhood—and later their younger brother, Anakin's—childhood would be fairly ruined, due to being the center of many kidnapping & assassination plots and schemes against their parents. The constant threat of falling into the hands of the, then, Imperial Remnant, or worse, dead, was a terrifying thought that neither Leia nor Han could stand to dream of coming to fruition. So, by the order of now Senator Leia Organa Solo, the twins were put under protective status, and under the constant watch of the beloved friend to Han and Leia, Lando Calrissian. Jacen referred to Lando as "unca wanwo".
  
  At the time of Anakin's birth, both Jacen and Jaina were over-filled with excitement and anticipated much fun with their new baby brother. When Anakin was born, however, both Jacen and Jaina reported a strange feeling, to which other Force-sensitives could validate. This was the first time that both Jacen and Jaina had displayed their connection to the Force, which their parents had both expected at some point.
  
  Now a trio of Solo's, Leia and Han had a lot too handle. Leia was often busy with the Senatorial work of the New Republic diplomacy, and Han, well . . . Han was himself. He was certainly not the greatest father in the galaxy, but it goes without saying that Han gave just about his all into being the best father he could be.
  
  The three young Solo children, at some point, were no longer permitted in the New Republic capital, as they often disrupted diplomatic proceedings and distracted Leia from her work. Leia found amusement in her children's innocent and playful efforts to snag her attention, but she agreed that they were becoming too much of a distraction to allow roam around the Senate building. As for Han, well, he was on-and-off again with his responsibilities as a General; and sometimes went back to his old ways of being a smuggler. Either way, the personalities and responsibilities of Jacen's parents often clashed; this was the first time that Jacen felt abandonment and, ultimately, his first glimpse into the dark side.
  
  When Jacen was twelve years of age, he and his sister were sent to Jedi Praxeum on Yavin IV to begin their Jedi training. At the beginning of his Padawan training, Jacen learned under the teachings of Jedi Master Ezra Starwalker, a former "Padawan" to Jacen's maternal grandfather, Anakin Skywalker, and proponent to what was the Rebellion. Much of Jacen's training involved controlling his emotions, gathering experience, understanding the basics of meditating, and finding compassion in all living beings. The teachings provided by Master Starwalker were helpful, and Jacen held gratitude for his master's teachings, but he wanted more. Jacen believed in his potential and knew he had immense raw power that could be wielded to rival the galaxy's threats.
  
  That's when his uncle, Luke Skywalker, decided to take young Jacen as a second Padawan and teach through his methods. Many things were different from Luke's teachings. For one, Luke and Jacen were often exploring the galaxy in search of lost Jedi artifacts & lore. During this time, Jacen kept a calligraphy set to keep track of the master and apprentice's adventures, and the insight that both Luke and the artifacts they collected, gave. As Luke began to take on more Padawans, Jacen, once again, felt abandoned. Not to mention, Luke thought it best for Jacen to be transferred to the newest Jedi academy on the water moon Nur. The temple was built on the former homeworld for Fortress Inquisitorious to redeem the moon's history.
  
  Before his departure to Nur, Jacen was advanced to the rank of Knight. He was taken back, primarily because he thought Master Luke was just trying to get rid of him. With this promotion, however, Jacen felt that Luke had truly trusted him. And so, Jacen lost his Padawan braid, becoming one of the youngest Jedi Knights in galactic history, and one of the first Jedi Knights to come from a Padawan history in the New Jedi Order. His first task as a Jedi Knight of the New Jedi Order was to help teach the inbound Padawan students on Nur.
  
  Upon Jacen's arrival to the oceanic moon, he, once more, felt alone. He had no family in this new journey of his; no friends, either. Solitude and depression began to slowly overtake Jacen's life, and that's when the nightmares and dark, disrupting thoughts & voices became normal. It was hard for Jacen to fall asleep at night. The only thing that could silence his thoughts was playing with these golden dice on a chain, a gift from his father which he received after he graduated to Jedi Knight. Then, she came into his life. Tenel Ka Djo, heiress to the Hapes Consortium monarchy, and force-sensitive.
  
  Tenel became Jacen's new obsession and love interest. The mere sight of her was soothing. It was as if the universe was attempting to cure Jacen of his growing dark side. Jacen was an absolute flirt around Tenel and often felt protective of her. Any other man who had attempted to advance on Tenel often found themself to be at the wrath of Jacen's superior authority. This quickly eliminated any competition that Jacen would have in trying to seduce her. Happiness soon found Jacen, as Tenel reciprocated similar feelings of love to Jacen. Together, as a couple, the two young teens' love blazed for all to see. This was truly the happiest moment of Jacen's entire life. But all good things must come to an end, and so their relationship did.
  
  Tenel's parents, Prince Isolder, Chum'de of the Hapes Consortium, and Tenel Djo, a Dathomiri witch, felt that Tenel Ka was taking advantage of the opportunity to learn the ways of the Force as a Jedi, and, instead, was spending too much time with the Solo boy. So, they had her return to Hapes, where she would complete her training there and take on the duties of Princess, and future Queen. Their love came to an abrupt silence, and Jacen lost everything good in his life now.
  
  This was the tipping point for Jacen. The nineteen-year-old Jedi Knight was enraged by the Hapes royalty; by his parents; by his former masters and everything else. And now, the voices returned this time with more intensity. They tormented the Solo boy's mind, forcing him to endure psychological torture. That's when the voices became clear. They wanted him to follow in his grandfather's footsteps. They urged him to devote himself to the dark side and renounce his family name. It was at this point that the menacing Caedus Ren was born.
  
  Following the event after one of the voices' proclamation of being the First Order's Supreme Leader, Caedus knew he had to show his loyalty to his new master. So, after most of the Jedi had fallen asleep that night, Jacen began his spree of killings. There was little hesitance in Jacen, as he had to display an extreme form of loyalty to this "Supreme Leader". He took little to no pleasure in the killings, especially of the youngest members, but it had to be done. Caedus' actions were so swift and quick that there was hardly any resistance. There was, however, a distress beacon that had been activated by a Jedi Master, but not after Jacen had killed him.
  
  When the First Order had finally arrived to collect the new Dark Apprentice and the recruits that he had enlisted, the bodies of all the Jedi that were on Nur littered the surface and the temple was engulfed in flames. A terrible puncture in the Force was felt across the galaxy, and the force-sensitives of the galaxy felt that darkness dawned upon them.
  
  Jacen and his recruits were taken aboard Snoke's flagship, the "Supremacy". This was the first meeting between the new Master and his Dark Apprentices, especially with the new Caedus Ren and his newly annointed Knights of Ren.
  
  Jacen began his new training under Snoke's leadership on the planet Dagobah, where Jacen faced his darkest fears in the Cave of Evil. Even to Snoke's surprise, Jacen had obliterated the cave through the power of the Force, tearing it apart out of pure rage.
  
  Four years later, Caedus and his former love, Tenel, would cross paths once again. For the briefest moment, Caedus ceased to exist and Jacen reemerged. What was most shocking was the fact that, despite Jacen's dark deeds, Tenel still loved the former Jedi Knight. As a matter of fact, she refused to see the character of "Caedus Ren" and only saw Jacen Solo. Their brief, renewed love brought about the conception of Jacen's daughter.
  
  Of course, the, now, Hapes Monarch had to return to her duties as Queen and swore, in secret, that she would not reveal the identity of her daughter's father until Caedus Ren was dead and Jacen Solo returned.
  
  Caedus would continue his conquest of the universe, following the belief that it is his birthright to rule the galaxy—which was instilled in him by his master, Snoke, and the second mysterious voice in his head . . .
  
  

  

  
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• Anakin Solo

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  Full Name: Anakin Solo
  Nicknames: Ani , "Snips ", "Kid " (commonly used by his father)
  Affiliations: The New Republic
  Age: 17
  Gender: Male
  Parents: Han Solo [Father] ; Leia Organa Solo [Mother]
  Family:
  ➪ Jacen Solo --- Older Brother (myself)
  ➪ Jaina Solo --- Older Sister ( ThatGuyWithSouvlaki )
  ➪ Ben Skywalker --- Cousin (…)
  ➪ Mara Jade Skywalker --- Aunt-in-Law (…)
  ➪ Luke Skywalker --- Uncle (…)
  ➪ Chewbacca --- "Uncle" (...)
  ➪ Allana Solo --- Secret Niece
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  Birthplace/Year: New Alderaan in 13 ABY
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  Height: 1.82m
  Weight: 72kg
  Hair Color: Brown
  Eye Color: Deep Blue
  Body Type: Fit
  Distinguishing Features:
  ✧ Soft, wavy hair
  ✧ A scar on his left arm, given to him by a Cartel thug who had shot at him
  Equipment:
  > His outfit is not unlike his father, in fact, Anakin may have been inspired by his father's sense of fashion. A brown jacket that was once his father's and some black pants, shirt, and boots are suitable for Anakin. Holstered to his right leg is an RSKF-44 heavy blaster
  > RSKF-44 heavy blaster pistol
  > (His) lightsaber, which once served his grandfather and uncle
  > His belt carries small rations, bandages, a communications device, and tibanna gas cartridges for his blaster
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  Midichlorian Count: 16,300
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  Abilities:
  Force Sensitive?: Yes
  
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  Tactician and Strategist: He is able to formulate battle strategies and his brilliant tactical sense allows him to alter any strategy to fit the changing need of the situation.
  Incredible Pilot: Like his father and grandfather before him, Anakin is mind-blowingly talented when it comes to handling and piloting starcraft. He can outmaneuver the most, if not all, of the Resistance's pilots, dodge turbolaser and laser cannon fire with ease, constantly employ new tricks and navigational shortcuts, and even discovered "Hyperspace-skipping". His handling of starcraft ranges from light frigates to shuttles to the typical X-wing and even the Millennium Falcon.
  Engineering: Since the ol' rust bucket can be unreliable at times, Anakin has, with some help from his father, learned the skills of an engineer/mechanic.
  Charisma: Being the son of a smooth-talking smuggler and a tough diplomat, Anakin is, inherently, quite the talking dime. Even in his early years, he was able to get himself out of trouble just through a few spoken words.
  Droid Mechanic: Leia gifted her youngest son a droid from the new line of astromech droids designed by the best New Republic engineers. They designated this new line of droids as BB units. Anakin's specific BB droid was titled "BB-2". In light of his mother's gift, Anakin took up in learning how to repair and modify droids.
  Good Aim: Anakin, much like his father, is a natural sharp-shot. The Force also gifts him with certain abilities that help increase his aim and probability of hitting his target.
  Weapon Proficiency: Young Solo is well-versed with just about any blaster. Though he does possess his grandfather's lightsaber, he prefers a good blaster over some lousy laser sword.
  Multilingual: Anakin, contrary to what one might believe, is actually fluent in languages other than Galactic Basic. He can also speak in (if applicable) and understand Huttese, Binary, Bocce, Shyriiwook, Jablogian, Aqualish, and Jawaese. In addition to that, Anakin can also communicate with Tusken Raiders through a form of sign language.
  Body Linguist: Anakin's skill to evaluate the behavior and potential actions of someone, based solely on their body language, is quite impressive.
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  Anakin Solo is likened to his father in many ways (though Anakin is a tad more reserved): their reckless confidence, their fearlessness and courage, their wry wit and sardonic humor, and their disinterest in knowing the odds. Anakin's heart lies much within the same moral boundaries as his father's. Both hate bullies, feel an obligation to help the helpless and yearn to bring liberty and freedom to those who desire it. And, like his father, Anakin can sometimes be a self-centered, scruffy-looking nerf herder. His stubbornness is rivaled to that of a determined child looking to get himself into trouble.
  Vices: Recklessness, Erratic, Hubris
  Virtues: Prudence, Beneficence, Perseverance
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  Anakin Solo is the second son, and third child, to Leia Organa Solo and Han Solo. He was born on the planet New Alderaan in 13 ABY, seven years after his twin siblings, Jacen and Jaina. His birth was prophesized by Force Seers as early as 1000 BBY (. Anakin was originally going to be named Han Solo Jr. after his father, but his mother had decided to name her newborn son after her father and the boy's maternal grandfather, Anakin Skywalker. She hoped to redeem her father's name and overcome her fear of Darth Vader by seeing, through her son, what her father could have been.
  
  Anakin was born during a time of political, militarily, economical, and societal reformation. While it had been eight years since the end of the Galactic Civil War, the New Republic was still trying to properly reestablish what was once the great Republic, while also enforcing their law over the galaxy. Many of the worlds in the Colonies, Core, and Mid-Rim were accepting of the new transition of government power. However, most of the Deep Core worlds still held loyalty to the Empire—in secret—and the Outer Rim worlds were becoming more independent or remained under Hutt control. Worlds such as Mon Cala, Endor, Bespin, Kashyyyk, and Sullust, among others, still showed support and loyalty to the New Republic though. Much of the Unknown Regions remained untouched.
  
  The day of Anakin's birth unexplained events had taken place. Ripples in the Force were felt across the galaxy, the exact moment Anakin was born, and even Master Luke Skywalker couldn't explain what exactly happened.
  
  During his childhood years, Anakin often found himself being safeguarded by his mother. Imperial loyalists remained in the galaxy and their threats didn't go unheard. Leia didn't want to risk any of her children's lives, and she had all of them placed under high security. Jaina and Jacen were sent to Jedi Praxeum on Yavin IV, to begin their Jedi training under Luke's tutelage. Meanwhile, Anakin was left to the care of C-3PO, a few nanny droids, and a dear friend of Leia's; on Nespis VIII in a fortified safe house. Granted, Leia & Han did visit, but only periodically. Nevertheless, a dark fate had been brought about for Leia's friend, and, nearly, Anakin himself.
  
  Imperial assassins had been sent to eradicate the youngest Solo, out of spite for Leia—who, by now, was running for the seat of Chancellor—and the New Republic. The Imperial hired gun eventually infiltrated the Nespis safehouse and critically injured Leia's friend. By the grace of the Force, however, the assassin was subdued. Not by 3PO or a New Republic Guard but by Anakin himself. A three-year-old. At the time, Anakin had not known it, but as both Han and Leia would come to find out, Anakin was blessed with such incredible raw force power.
  In his late childhood & early adolescent years, Anakin had spent most of his time with his father. Much of that time was occupied with stories from the war that his father shared with him, exploring the galaxy, and doing whatever else was suitable for the father-son duo. After the assault on Luke's Jedi temple, led by none other than Anakin's brother Jacen, Leia and Han agreed that risking their second son to the threat of the dark side was too much. And as such, Han took Anakin, to delay the boy's manifestation of powers; but such raw power can't be suppressed for long. Not only that, but both Han and Leia agreed to withhold the truth of what really happened to Jacen. Instead, they lied to Anakin, telling him that Jacen had perished in the assault, with his body unrecovered.
  
  One day, while in Maz Kanata's castle on Takodana, Anakin heard faint voices. Whispers. Han and Chewie were distracted by a conversation with Maz, and Anakin took the opportunity to uncover the strange occurrence. He figured that the closer he came to what the voices wanted, the louder they became. Eventually, they attracted him to the deepest depths of the castle, where he found himself in a dimly lit corridor. With further exploration, Anakin stumbled upon a locked door. As he was just about to turn around and find another way in, the door unlocked and vapor quickly spewed out into the corridor. The "vault" was a mere room for relics and lost artifacts. On one side of the room was a large sculpture. The sculpture was of a woman. The stone woman was gorgeous. From the sculpture alone Anakin felt elegance and beauty, yet bravery and determination. Surrounding the front base of the sculpture were droids of the past and bladed weapons of history. In the opposite, farthest corner of the faintly lit room was a stand with a small wooden box resting on top of it.
  
  Anakin stared at the box in confusion as the whispers that drew him to the room were now going crazy. For the smallest second Anakin even considered himself crazy but there were just too many voices too ignore. And who knew if they would even go away should he try ignoring them? So, Anakin crept closer to the box and, when he was finally within reaching distance, slowly opened the unlocked cover. The energy inside the box was beckoning, tempting. It was out of curiosity that Anakin even discovered the vaulted storage room.
  
  The lid fell open as Anakin took his hand away from the lid. He peered at the contents inside, and when his eyes fell upon it & the voices fell silent. It was inaudible in the crypt. In fact, Anakin could not only feel but also hear his heartbeat. What silenced the voices was a weapon.
  
  A single lightsaber. An elegant weapon for a more civilized age. The only sound to echo in the room, now, was the dripping condensation. Anakin, more nervous than he would like to admit, inched his hand closer to the ancient weapon; and, upon touch, was warped into this state of mysticism—and gifted the sight of both the past and future.
  
  

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  Breaking the sound of the dripping water was the piercing sound of a lightsaber's ignition, but not the one before Anakin. This was the sound of the past.
  
  Anakin yanked his hand away from the saber. Immediately following the sound of a lightsaber's activation was this dark, heavy mechanical breathing. That's when reality began to change. Reality's hue was now restyled to a blueish color and the room was being reformed to a corridor from Cloud City, though Anakin knew not where he was. He called out for help, but his voice only echoed in this cataclysm of the Force. Disembodied voices began to fill the air. The first, and faintest of them all, spoke, "Anakin."
  
  The cries of an infant baby now echoed, proceeded by an elder's voice. "It's energy."
  
  The center of voices now switched to a groaning man in torment, pain. The other voice sounded with experience, this one was a battle cry. It was sinister in tone, and startled Anakin's nerves, shaking him to the core. Anakin began to run down the unknown corridor but the hallway began to tilt. Everything began to tilt. Anakin landed on the wall—which was now the ground, dried grass.
  
  A teen boy's, "Noooo! Nooo!", shrieked through the air. Anakin turned to look at his surroundings. It was night time, yet there was still so much light . . . and heat. Before him, his uncle's temple was, as he remembered, enveloped in a raging fire. Diagonal to him was R2-D2—watching the chaos continue—and a MAN appeared. It was his uncle, Luke. He fell to his knees and extended his right, mechanical hand to place on top of R2's dome.
  
  Again, the elder's voice reappeared, "Surrounds us. It binds us."
  
  Rain began to pour violently as the setting changed once more. The enflamed temple disappeared, and Anakin was now laying in the mud. Standing above Anakin was a warrior, prepared to strike the young Solo. His life was cut short, however, as a fiery, crackling lightsaber pierced through the man's chest.
  
  And another elderly man's voice echoed, this one with elegance, "You will be tempted."
  
  The former warrior screamed in pain and fell to the ground, face first. Anakin realized that he now lays amidst a battlefield, as the bodies of similarly looking warriors scatter the ground.
  
  Anakin rose to his feet, soaked by the pouring rain, frightened by what he sees. Now in front of him was the Dark Apprentice, Caedus Ren, and his Knights, who flanked him.
  
  The elegant man's voice returned, "The Force will be with you . . . "
  
  Caedus, out of nowhere, shot his line of sight up to match with Anakin's. He saw him and aggressively, but also hurriedly, walked towards him. The rain abruptly stopped and sunlight illuminated Anakin. The setting was beginning to reshape again. Immediately, Anakin became dry.
  
  He turned to look at what was new, and sees . . . an infant boy, held in the arms of . . . his mother.
  
  It was him.
  
  The much younger Anakin sobbed profusely. Leia's hushes and coos tried to calm her child, but were unsuccessful. Next to the pair, lying on the ground, was the corpse of a woman.
  
  His mother's voice echoed now, "It's okay. It's okay," followed by a few more hushes.
  
  Again, the world changed. Now, the sun became eclipsed, as if being consumed by darkness. Anakin was transported to a snow-ridden, barren scene. It was dark, without a doubt nighttime. Confused, disoriented, afraid, Anakin knew not what was happening.
  
  Two new voices now vocalized, echoing through the woods, "Anakin,". One felt familiar as if it was family, but the other voice was unnatural. Otherworldly.
  
  Confounded and lost, Anakin scrambled to his feet. His breath was visible in the frigid air—and then the sound of clashing lightsabers interrupted the ambiance. Anakin ran through the woods, toward the sound of fighting. His heart pounded more than it ever had in his entire life, when Caedus Ren once again appeared. He emerged from behind a tree, lightsaber ignited.
  
  Anakin screamed out of shock and terror, falling back on his butt. One last time, reality changed. This time though it was back to how it normally was.

  Anakin fell back, landing on the ground in the familiar corridor under Maz's castle. A faint whisper of another man, one who was younger but still held elegance, was heard. The last of the vision's voices.
  
  "These are your first steps," the voice breathed.
  
  In the hallway, Anakin sat, out of breath, alarmed and perplexed by what just occurred. To his left, he heard faint, tiny footsteps. His head jolted towards the source . . . it was Maz. Maz stood at the end of the hallway. The look on Anakin's face said it all, and she was quick to realize what just happened.
  
  Afraid, Anakin spoke first, "What was that? I shouldn- I shouldn't have gone in there. I'm sorry, Maz."
  
  Maz hurriedly shuffled to the young Solo. She knew what he was experiencing.
  
  "That lightsaber," ,she began, "was your uncle Luke's. And your grandfather's before him and now, it calls to you," she said slowly, but with a calm simplicity. Anakin stood, fast. He was still overwhelmed, emotionally vulnerable, and, overall, speechless.
  
  "I-I-I," he stuttered.
  
  Maz reached for Anakin's hand, attempting to pacify the emotional Solo. "Dear child, I see your eyes. I know that look. When you live as long as me you see the same eyes in different people." , she said with a soothing voice. "You're afraid, and that's okay. The journey ahead of you will be long and terrifying, but if you let that fear take absolute control, you will never allow yourself to truly live. I am no Jedi, but I know the Force. It moves through and surrounds every living thing," her words were sweet and with good intention.
  
  "Close your eyes," ,she continued, "Feel it. The light. It's always been there. It will guide you," she spoke with much genuineness this time, and Anakin felt as if she understood him the way he needed to be understood at the moment.
  
  Anakin closed his eyes as instructed. He let himself have a moment, to breathe, to decompress from the vision he just had. The beating of his heart slowed, and he felt himself return to a state of balance. And there it was. The light. It was . . . pure. Life-giving; imbued with hope and love. He felt the Force flow; through him, through Maz, his mother and father, and everyone else. They were all connected.
  
  Anakin slowly opened his eyes. Maz, looking on him with such pride, said in a hushed tone, "The saber. Take it. It's yours now. Allow it to be a guiding weapon against the dark."
  
  Reluctantly, Anakin obliged. And although the lightsaber remains in his possession, which only he and Maz know about, he has kept it hidden aboard the Millennium Falcon.
  
  

  

  
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Full Name: Rylen Alder
Nicknames/Aliases: "Ry," "Flyboy"
Affiliations: Jedi Order
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Parents:
Thel Alder
Amara Alder
Family:
Father: Thel Alder
Mother: Amara Alder
Brother: Aryn Alder
Friends/Allies:​

• The Jedi Order​
• Jaden Korr (Practically his surrogate father, and has been his Master since Rylen joined the Order)​

TBH
Birthplace and year: 13 ABY, Coronet, Corellia

Appearance
Height: 5'11
Weight: 140 lbs.
Hair Color: Dark brown
Eye Color: Stormy grey
Body Type: Thin, with a bit of muscle from his Jedi training
Body Features: A small scar on his left hand from when he was tinkering with his saber and a battery ruptured and exploded
Equipment: Rylen's sense of fashion reflects his childhood on Corellia. Simple, easy to wear clothes that are durable and versatile. While he doesn't like using it, he does carry around a DH-17 Blaster pistol around just in case he needs it. He prefers using his lightsaber, a basic single bladed design with a purple kyber Crystal that once belonged to his Master. The saber itself is designed for two things: reliability and customization. Every part is replaceable, making it remarkably easy to repair and change to fit Rylen's needs.

The sort of outfits Rylen may wear on a daily basis:


His saber:

Power Grid [Power Grid is rank on a system out of seven]
Midichlorian Count: 12,000
Intelligence: 5
Raw Force Power: 3
Force Mastery: 4
Combat Prowess: 3
Pilot Skills: 6
Wealth & Influence: 3

Abilities & Skills
Abilities
Force User?: Yes

Skills
-Genius: What he lacks in raw power and skill he makes up for in intellect. He has an encyclopedic knowledge of several topics, especially in regards to mechanics and starships. He is also a natural strategist, preferring using his mind to accomplish his goals over brute force.

-Excellent Pilot: While he only has a little formal training, Rylen is shaping up to be one of the Order's best starpilots. His natural skill mixed with his knowledge of starships makes him a force to be reckoned with in a cockpit.

-Mechanics: As a Corellian, he knows his way around a hydrospanner or two. He has his own trademark way of fixing things, jury rigging whatever's lying around and somehow making it work just as good as the real thing. If he's going to fix something, he's gonna fix it correctly, or he won't do it at all. He's not going to fly a ship that breaks down five times out of ten when he uses the hyperdrive, and his Z-95 his exceptionally maintained.

-Duelist: This is the skill he pays behind in a bit, but he's still good with a lightsaber. He primarily uses Forms I, III, both sides of V, and and very rough version VI preferring to disarm his opponents and end the fight as soon as possible, often using his environment to open up his opponent.

-Shatterpoint: Rylen has the incredibly rare Shatterpoint ability, allowing him to see and manipulate "fractures" in the Force. This could be a structural weakness, an opening in someone's fighting style, or even something completely abstract, though Rylen lacks the skill to properly utilize the last part.

-Proficient Force User: While only above average for a Force user, Rylen has always shown great skill in using the Force. His strength comes more from his knowledge of how to use the Force and his own limits, meaning that while he lacks raw power, his control of the Force is quite impressive for a Padawan.

Persona
Personality: Rylen isn't what you'd expect in a Corellian. Quiet, shy, often meek, he has a lot of trouble expressing himself and standing his ground. A lot of the time he just kind of...blends into the crowd due to just how quiet he can be, but he opens up much more when around friends. It's here, and whenever he's discussing something he's passionate about that his Corellian side comes out. He has a dryz sarcastic sense of humor, and often laughs at things some would consider childish. Humor is a coping mechanism for him, often used when he's uncomfortable or feeling insecure, the latter of which he constantly feels. He's also extremely driven by emotion, often rushing in without thinking due to just how empathetic and good natured he is.
Vices: Unassertive, emotional, self-conscious
Virtues: Empathetic, passionate, kind

Bio
Rylen was born the second son of Thel Alder thirteen years after the Battle of Yavin. His father worked within the Empire, and as such the family was very much pro-Imperial. While his brother Aryn excelled in everything set before him, Rylen lagged behind. This coupled with his father often seeming cold and distant led to Rylen developing feelings of inadequacy and resentment. The only place he felt truly accepted was a hangar. He lost himself watching the ships leave the atmosphere, and quickly decided that one day, he would be a pilot. After the Empire fell apart, his father grew increasingly angrier with the state of the Galaxy, and thus Rylen threw himself even further into his dream, determined to make something of himself. He got his chance, but not how he expected it. At the age of ten, while doing some odd jobs for a mechanic, he spotted a particularly strange looking ship. He'd never seen one like it, the engines being able to individually pivot, making what was shaped like a freighter handle like a fighter. That's when it's owners caught him, and surprisingly, allowed Rylen to take a closer look. It was during this that Rylen heard...whispers. Little voices calling out to him. After opening a small compartment, a metal cylinder suddenly flew into his hand. It turns out that the two owners were in fact Jedi, Master Kyle Katarn, and his apprentice Jaden Korr, the latter's kyber crystal having bonded to Rylen. After a bit of convincing, Rylen's father reluctantly allowed the Jedi Order to take Rylen in for training, and thus began his life as a Jedi. He was apprenticed under Jaden, and they formed a close bond, both being from city planets, and both having a love of tinkering.
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[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

Basics
Full Name: Jaina Solo
Nicknames/Aliases:
Affiliations: Jedi Order (Had left and recently rejoined), New Republic
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Parents: Leia and Han Solo
Family:

• Jacen Solo --- Older Brother (hcaulfield)
• Anakin Solo --- Younger Brother (hcaulfield)
• Ben Skywalker --- Cousin (…)
• Mara Jade Skywalker --- Aunt-in-Law (…)
• Luke Skywalker --- Uncle (…)
• Chewbacca --- "Uncle" (...)
• Allana Solo --- Secret Niece

Friends/Allies: TBD
Birthplace and year: Hanna City, Chandrila in 6 ABY

Appearance
Height: 5ft 8in
Weight: 45KG
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Hazle
Body Type: Slender, Athetic
Body Features:
Equipment:

• Curved Hilt Lightsaber
• DH-17 Blaster Pistol
• Vibrodagger
• Outfit

Power Grid [Power Grid is rank on a system out of seven]
Midichlorian Count: 14000
Intelligence: 5=Genius
Raw Force Power: 4=Obi-Wan/Mace Windu level
Force Mastery: 2=Basic Understanding
Combat Prowess: 3=Experienced Fighter
Pilot Skills: 3=Some experience
Wealth & Influence: 4=Upper class

Abilities & Skills
Abilities
Force User?: Yes

Skills
Trained Politician: Time spend with her mother taught her one or two things about how the political world works
Charisma: Her mother and father being who they are how could she not be witty.
Fair Shot: Her training with the force and both parents allowed her to know her way around a Blaster.
Medic: With a love biological sciences and medicine means she is well versed in first aid
Biologist: Over the years she developed a great interest in biological sciences, something she studies in her spare times for fun.
Cook: She picked up an interest in cooking over the years and just loves cooking for her family.
Rudimental training in bladed weapons: Early in her life her Uncle Luke had trained her a little in swordfighting but gave up on it and only picked it up again only recently.

Persona
Personality: A lover more than a fighter, soft spoken and a girl of few words but not out of shyness but out of a careful consideration of her words for maximum effect. She still retains her family's trademark quick wits and sardonic sense of humor which she shows of mostly with family and friends. She is flirtatious people with both genders and though she tries to suppress it she had inherited her father's lover of adrenaline. She is dedicated to her family willing to do anything for them especially here siblings and cousins which she acts like a mother hen. She shares her twin temperament though something she tries hard to keep buried and under control especially after her twins turn.
Vices: Stubborn, Manipulative, short tempered, self-sacrificing
Virtues: Curious, Caring, Dedicated, Intelligent, Quick learner

Bio
Born to Han and Leia Solo, Jaina was not destined for a normal upbringing and future. She was barely a toddler when she was almost a victim of kidnapping attempt or witness her parents dealing with a threat to their life. Her parents mostly having to deal with their own careers she became very attached to her twin brother and later her younger brother acting as a surrogate parent to them and the voice of reason though she was often easily persuaded to join in her brother stunts. More than once she took blame for her brothers' stunts. Things changed when her and her twins force sensitivity was discovered and was sent to train with her uncle in the Jedi Praxeum. She at first enjoyed the training, liked the rush of a fight and able to use her abilities. Especially she liked learning about the jedi history from what little was recovered from her uncle. However an incident during training changed everything, she was training with her twin, a mix of losing a training duel, falling in mud and her brother teasing going a little to far, made her tap into the dark side and firing a weak form of force lightning at her brother. Likely Luke stepped in and prevented any harm from occurring. It terrified both her and luke seeing how much she had tapped to the dark side. She left the order soon after, vowing not to handle anything to do with the force. It was heart breaking leaving her brothers behind but she thought she was doing it for his safety. Eventually she came under the wing of her mother and got into politics, she found she had a flare for it and soon became well respected figure helping her mother wherever she could. Her parents attempted to keep her twins turn to the dark a secret but their bond as twin allowed her to discover something was wrong and made them tell her. It effected her deeply, feeling responsible as she wasnt with him she vowed to go after him and turn him to the light. She rejoined the Jedi order to have the chance to do so.

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[Vagabond Dog]

Basics
Full Name: Jakbren Waltjayl
Nicknames/Aliases: Gray
Affiliations: Galactic Empire (former), Hutts (former)
Age: 47
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Parents: Nikhhar Waltjayl (Father), Carlei Waltjayl (Mother)
Family: Alexgra Waltjayl (Brother)
Friends/Allies: Several criminal and Hutt contacts
Birthplace: Coruscant

Appearance
Height: 6'1
Weight: 92kg
Hair Color: Light Brown
Eye Color: Steel Gray
Body Type: Athletic
Body Features: Cybernetic left arm, several small scars on back, chest and limbs, deep scar on right side of face from cheekbone to jawline
Equipment: Gray Imperial Stormtrooper Armour chest piece and helmet. Brown leather duster and a brown military backpack filled with various tools of the trade. A heavily modified E-11 Blaster Rifle and a TriShot Pistol.

Power Grid
Midichlorian Count: 2200
Intelligence: 2
Raw Force Power: 1
Force Mastery: 1
Combat Prowess: 6
Pilot Skill: 4
Wealth & Influence: 4

Abilities & Skills
Abilities
N/A

Skills
Jack of All Trades: Wandering the galaxy for many years has allowed Jakbren to pick up basic knowledge on a wide variety of skills. He can also partially understand several languages, but can only speak Galactic Basic.

Walk it Off: Born with a very high pain tolerance that was only reinforced through countless drills and battles, Jakbren can grit his teeth through a great deal of pain and discomfort.

Rifle Master: To Jakbren a rifle is like a natural extension of himself. A weapon he wields with deadly force and accuracy.

Military Knowledge: Having served in the Imperial Army Jakbren has an above average knowledge of how militaries function and the tactics and gear they use.

Underworld Knowledge: After going AWOL Jakbren fell in with the scum of the galaxy. He has picked up much knowledge over the years of how gangs and organized crime function.

Persona
Personality: A stoic, battle hardened warrior. Jakbren has seen many horrors in his life and this has left him with a grim and pessimistic outlook on life, although he prefers to keep those opinions to himself. Jakbren suffers from PTSD after his participation in The Battle of Endor and this greatly crippled him afterwards leaving him a wreck, but he has recovered from this and has learned how to deal with it and keep it under control. He also has little to no empathy and could easily do what others view as morally bankrupt. The one line he won't cross is being dishonorable, his sense of honor has been a strong trait throughout his whole life
Vices: Emotionless, Violent, Stubborn
Virtues: Honorable, Honest, Stalwart

Bio
Jakbren had a very normal life and upbringing until the age of 18. He and his brother had, had a huge desire to join the Imperial Army, drawn in by propaganda and their own interests in military culture. The brothers proved themselves to be good soldiers and fought back to back for several years. During The Battle of Endor the brother's squad was stranded after the defeat and they were slowly picked off by the natives over the course of one long and horrific night until only Jakbren remained. The loss of his brother and comrades broke Jakbren completely. What happened in the years afterwards seems like a blur now, Jakbren stole a Rebel ship that stayed behind and for the next 3 years tried anything and everything to forget. Eventually he would end up in prison, and ultimately it saved his life. Locked up for the next 5 years he was forced to get clean and pull his act together in order to survive. When he was eventually released he tried to find honest work at first, but finding work when you're both an ex-con and a deserter proved impossible. He found his first break as hired muscle in Hutt space and soon proved himself to be an exceptional killer and criminal allowing him to rise through the ranks of organized crime. After discovering his higher ups were planning to use him as a scapegoat he quickly cut ties and fled. He struck out as a bounty hunter and quickly built a reputation for being professional and efficient and never looked back.

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Ship
Lancer-Class Pursuit Craft

 

[Remembrance]

Basics
Full Name: IG-154
Nicknames/Aliases: The 6'4" Hunter | Solomon | The Jedi Murderer (formerly)
Affiliations: Confederacy of Independent Systems (Formerly) | Separatist Droid Army (Complicated) |Galactic Empire (Formerly)
Age: Roughly 300 years in Great ReSychronization and roughly 30 years in Ruusan Reformation
Gender: Programmed Male
Species: IG-100 Series MagnaGuard
Parents: Holowan Mechanicals | General Grievous (Diseased)
Family: The other IG-100 Series droids
Friends/Allies: Yenma(IG-88A) and some bounty hunter contacts
Birthplace and year: Holowan Mechanicals Facility | Year 13.9 After the Great ReSychronization

Appearance
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 270lb
Hair Color: N/A
Eye Color: Red
Body Type: Mechanical
Body Features:
Because of IG-154's mechanical body and combat purpose, it's been fitted with various combat accessories and gadgets. It features a personal cloaking device and magnetized limbs. It also features a self-destruct sequence that automatically triggers after substantial damage is taken to the body. IG-154 has also had various modifications; it's capable of firing pairs of small heat-seeking missiles from internal magazines on the side of its body frame, and both arms can extend from the wrist for use as a grappling hook. IG-154 has various data holders hidden under its plating. IG-154's body and system can sustain massive damage and will keep going even if all of its limbs have been hacked off. This makes IG-154 ridiculously resilient, this resilience is magnified by the many modifications made to its plating and body. IG-154's logic system has been broken and thus, it is utterly free of commands and orders.
Equipment:
- Phrik Alloy Electrostaff
- Rapid-fire Slugthrower (loaded with explosive slugs)
- Plasma Mines
- Sonic Detonators
- Magna bolas


Power Grid
Midichlorian Count: 0
Intelligence: 6
Raw Force Power: 0
Force Mastery: 2
Combat Prowess: 7
Pilot Skills: 7
Wealth & Influence: 3

Abilities & Skills
Abilities:
Force User?: No

Skills
Jedi Countering: IG-154 possesses knowledge of all 7 classic Jedi styles and can effectively counter and combat them.
Force Knowledge: IG-154 may not be able to resist the force or exactly use it, but it is still a dangerous foe for force users.
Droid Knowledge: IG-154 is able to use blasters and ranged weaponry rather well.
Droid Language: IG-154 is capable of speaking in Droid Language.
Basic Language: IG-154 over the years as learned how to speak more than taunts in Basic language.
Mechanic: IG-154 has knowledge and expertise on machines and how to repair them, simple as that.
Programmed Pilot: IG-154 and it’s peers were programmed to be the best pilots in the galaxy, it’s possible they are although time may have set them back.

Persona
Personality: IG-154 is a rather melancholic droid. Speaking in hypotheticals and it can be often hypocritical and repressed. Overall, IG-154 is a very lax droid and doesn't really become the kind of droid to care about things greater than itself. IG-154 believes in short-lived gratification and doesn't think of the long-term effects of anything and doesn't pursue long-term happiness. This is, however, IG-154's relaxed state, a state that's used when in situations that don't exactly matter much or when he's not in a state of duress. IG-154 in it's state of duress becomes arrogant and narcissistic, only caring for itself; money; and reputation. In this state, IG-154 lacks hesitation and often jumps to conclusions when it suspects something is gonna go south or not his way.

IG-154 has a limited amount of storage for memory. At most, it can hold around 200 years of memory with it's new modifications to memory storage but still, IG-154 goes over this limit and thus regularly flushes excess memory every decade or so. IG-154 was programmed to learn from its mistakes and to be better than it was the day before.
Vices: Arrogant | Narcisstic | Selfish | Hasty | Lacks Hesitation | Limited Memory
Virtues: Arrogant | Uncaring | Lacks Hesitation | Quick Thinker

Bio
Manufactured in a Holowan Mechanicals Facility; IG-154 was issued to General Grievous as a personal bodyguard. During this time, IG-154 was trained personally by General Grievous along with its peers. It was taught about the 7 classic Jedi styles and how to counter them and would spar against General Grievous. This damaged IG-154 at the time, however, General Grievous wouldn't allow for repairs to be made because he believed a battle-scarred droid would cause the Jedi to become scared. To be fair, it worked.

IG-154 went through the motions of the Clone Wars, killing Jedi and Republic forces left and right. Until it was sent on a mission to capture a Jedi in the Qotile system. However, IG-154 and its droid group were ambushed by Republic forces. IG-154 suffered a lightsaber through its chest, which should've killed it but the lightsaber barely missed the spot that would've killed it. Though, while this might've not killed IG-154, it left it paralyzed and immobile.

Years and years went by and eventually, it was found, not by Separatist forces but instead scrap handlers. After being repaired and locked up, IG-154 was held in a cage for the majority of its life. IG-154 was kept in a storage room with dozens of other droids, all repaired and put together haphazardly. Eventually, IG-154 was set to be released, and when the day came, IG-154 rebelled and killed everyone on the scrap ship. IG-154 then released the droids it was held with and took command of the ship. IG-154 did leave the droids and the ship at some point, though it forgets. With its leave from the ship, IG-154 brought along its electrostaff and anything else it might need.

IG-154 now works as a bounty hunter and lives in an HWK-290 with a IG-88 Series droid. They don't exactly work as partners in crime but they have mutual respect and believe they are both of use to each other, also the ship they commandeer require two pilots.

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IG-154 owns an HWK-290 light freighter that has been heavily modified to suit a bounty hunter and smuggler's needs.

Spoiler: HWK-290

IG-154 has 'befriended' an IG-88A named Yenma.

Spoiler: Yenma (IG-88A)

 

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Socially Impulsive[/div][/div] [/div] [div class="miniText mini4"] [div class=bar][div class=title]Midichlorian Count[/div][div class=barText]8000[/div][/div] [div class=bar][div class=title]Intelligence[/div][div class=barText]OOOOOOO (7)[/div][/div] [div class=bar][div class=title]Raw Force Power[/div][div class=barText]OOO (3)[/div][/div] [div class=bar][div class=title]Force Mastery[/div][div class=barText]OOOOOO (6)[/div][/div] [div class=bar][div class=title]Combat Prowess[/div][div class=barText]OO (2)[/div][/div] [div class=bar][div class=title]Pilot Skills[/div][div class=barText]OOOO (4)[/div][/div] [div class=bar][div class=title]Wealth & Influence[/div][div class=barText]OO (2)[/div][/div] [/div] [div class="miniText mini5"] [div class=bar][div class=title]Extra:[/div][/div] [div class=bar][div class=barText]Often chews on cigarettes but only lights
and smokes them when really concentrating
on a project or after a stressful situation[/div][/div] [div class=bar][div class=barText]Has a habit of loosing tools and equipment
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Lisa is a very relaxed character often engaging in banter or verbal sparing especially if she knows the other sentient, to many crews she's worked with she's simply a wisecracking mechanic and that's all there is to her. Unfortunately due to her intellect she gets bored easily and will quickly zone out if what ever is being discussed ceases to interest her, she frequently will need to be given a tldr of briefings. Though she can pitch in and assist in tactical planning and the like she has learnt to hide her intellect wherever possible so will often only chip in if she believes that the current plan will lead to the immenant death of someone she cares about. As much as she hated her time in the Ember of Vahl it has left a distinct impression on her leading to an uncaring attitude to most sentients that she doesn't know and have a bond with. Lisa has a love hate relationship with droids she finds them intriguing and very useful but she can never fully bring herself to trust droids until she has fully combed their programming herself. [/div] [div class="textbox big2"][div class=title]Body Features:[/div]
Several small scars are dotted around her body from various accidents, most are small cuts but a few are burns from near misses with blaster fire and explosions. The only one of particular promenance is an ugly cut star on the back of her neck, but it is often covered by her hair.
If you could get her to stay still for a brain scan there is a build up of scar tissue there as well from her time with the council of nova priests.

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Large Numbers of T-shirts and sleevless vests
Several pairs of cargo trousers
Combat boots that often get abandoned while on the ship
Tool belt containing a super eclectic mix of tools
Left wrist mounted interface with scomp link and small holocron hidden behind it
A Westar-35 blaster pistol holstered on her hip
A DX-2 disruptor pistol holstered in the small of her back under her jacket - only while out and about [/div] [div class="textbox big3"][div class=title]backstory[/div]
Elizabeth was born in space onboard of one of the many converted vessels that make up the Vahla Nomad Fleet. She was born just before the destruction of the second death star and so was born into a galaxy engulfed in conflict. As she grew her intelligence was obvious and hailed as prodigal even for a Vahla, her education was accelerated, studying subjects’ years ahead of her peers, She was also encouraged to find her own pursuits to help stretch her limits. As she grew older she loved to be in the hanger’s, watching the bustle, or in engineering where the chief engineer was one of the few people on the ship who didn’t seem to be trying to get something from her and treated her like an adult. Vahe (the engineer) often would set her tasks/tests, like stripping and rebuilding a fuel compressor, to help familiarise her with ships. It was during one of these tests, dismantling a hypermatter injector, that she first discovered the ability to actively tap into the force. She was beating her head against the wall trying to work out the containment system for the hypermatter when the injector gently floated into the air and neatly disassembled, as it was coming apart she could feel something whispering in the back of her head telling her what each component did.
After this first discovery Lisa tried to reach into the force for knowledge whenever possible however at the same time she made sure to never show her abnormal abilities around people who were not close family as she didn’t want to be inducted into the Ember of Vahl, disliking their destructive ways and mindset.

Thanks to the chaos surrounding this time, with the collapse of the empire and the jedi order attempting to reform at the same time as many Vahlan bounty hunters still tried to hunt known jedi for the bounties, Elizabeth managed to slip her strong force sensitivity past the Ember of Vahl until she turned 12. Once discovered however she was forced to leave the Vengeance to an old sith ship known as “The Torch”, which was the headquarters of the cult. Her parents attempted to keep her but the cult were adamant and eventually they yielded her into the cults care. Once onboard The Torch Elizabeth started out on the path to be the worst acolyte imaginable for the next 4 years. The Ember inducted her quickly, to make up for lost time, and then set out to imbue the teachings of Vahl into Elizabeth. Elizabeth however really didn’t want to be a priestess and wanted the cult to leave her alone so constantly tried to flaunt rules and escape, frequently escaping the reprisals by vanishing into the ships superstructure, sometimes taking days before re-appearing. However, her brazen ways and her ability to avoid the detection only made the cult more interested in her which is why she wasn’t just thrown out or killed. Eventually she was taken before the Nova priests and was forced into training thanks to the threat of pain and the combined mental strength of the council, it was during this period that Lisa tightly reigned in her grip on the force learning how to use it to maximise her mind and to shield it from outside influence.

Even when Elizabeth was complying with the cult she was always on the lookout for a chance to escape, this opportunity arrived when Lisa was 16. A contingent of Mandalorians had travelled to the nomad fleet to discuss with the Nova priests about how best to deal with the rising of the new jedi, as one of the older, still training, acolytes she was assigned to greet the Mandalorian contingent and to ensure that their luggage reached the rooms that they were staying in. As a priestess left the room with the mandalorians, with only a brief stern glance at Elizabeth, she realised that the hanger was largely empty, the few droids and ground staff present paid no attention to her in her acolyte robes. Wasting no more time it was the work of a moment to quickly scale the ladder into one of the Mandalorian Fang fighters that had served as an escort. Pushing her mind into the computer her only thought was to get out of here, as she sank into the force, she barely felt the shudder as the engines suddenly started, whipping the fighter around before blasting out of the hanger bay. Randomly she chose a planet that she found in the databank and the Fang blinked out of existence into hyperspace before anyone really knew what was happening.

As the cockpit darkened to conceal the maddening view of hyperspace Lisa began to root through the cockpit for anything useful, finding emergency ration, a small number of credits, quite a few small electronics and armour working tools and a blaster pistol. As she slowly munched one of the small ration bars the reality of her escape began to set in and shock and loss wared with bubbling joy at the chance of being free from the fleet. She had just finished the bar when the ship jolted and returned to realspace in orbit of Tatooine. Grabbing hold of the stick it dawned on Lisa that she was now in a very advanced and twitchy fighter with almost no idea of how to fly the damn thing. A very jankey flight through atmo towards Mos Eisley later Lisa was thanking the force that the ship was equipped with an auto pilot capable of landing, touching down was definitely hard but at least the ship was intact.

Lisa knew the first job was to get some money and get rid of the fighter so she used the holonet link in the fighter to find the nearest scrap yard before what she found in the cockpit and shoving it all into a bag and exiting the fighter. Then she promptly doubled over nausea welling up inside of her as she emptied the contents of her stomach onto the ground, She felt strange and disorientated the ground was solid flat and not live with the vibrations of engines, there was also no sense of movement at all just stillness.

Selling the fighter turned out to be remarkably easy, the trader that she approached quickly took her deal of 2.5kg of platinum + landing fees for the fighter. Lisa then took the money and used it to buy new clothes and passage off world vanishing into the lowlifes of Mos Eisley.

Since then she has kept jumping around, her early years characterised by very little pay and very short jobs thanks to the reluctance of more experienced crews to take on such a young engineer let alone navigator however she has made several longer stops over the years. She spent 10 months studying on Yag’Dhul with the Givin, after she proved herself a very polite guest. 7 months was spent studying with Gree crafters and researchers on Gree. 3 months working for Kuat Drive Systems, to many rules. 10 months on Corellia jumping between jobs. In the more recent years she’s been working on mining and salvage craft around old Jedi and Sith sites.
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| Force Concealment
| Mechru-Deru
| Instinctive Astrogation
| Kyber Engineering

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[div class=title]Prodigal Engineer:[/div] Thanks in a large part to her strong connection to the force Lisa is an expert engineer capable of repairing, upgrading and even designing most modules used in spacecraft. She also has more recently been working on engineering Kyber crystals thanks to several interesting books that she acquired about holocrons.
[div class=title]Computer Expert:[/div] Building from her engineering it was almost a forgone conclusion that she would then develop her ability to use and slice computer systems. As she has further honed her force abilities she can do part of the slicing using just the force.
[div class=title]Multilingual:[/div] Thanks to her Travelling all around the outer rim Lisa is fluent in Huttese, Vahla, Basic and Bocce. She is passable in Ryl and can understand Jawaese, Binary and Shyriiwook.
[div class=title]Navi/Astrogation:[/div] With her connection to the force Lisa learnt how to “feel” out gravitational pockets in hyperspace allowing her to produce real time astonavigation data. She also turned her not inconsiderable intellect to learning all about it that she could so she is also capable of conventional navigational plotting. [/div]
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Lyn Vengeance

Mother

Logistical officer aboard the VNF Vengeance

Cas Vigilant

Father

Vahlan bounty hunter, largely absent for Lisa's childhood

Sladru Nalas

Teacher and Friend

Sladru was one of the first people Lisa met on Yag'Dhul and helped teach her the basic customs and became a firm friend .

Vahe Vengeance

Mentor

Chief Engineer aboard the VNF Vengeance

Ona Torch

Enemy

Lead trainer for acolytes of the Ember of Vahl

Via Tohara

Enemy

Via was the leader of an anti Jedi force of mandalorian's and only really knew Lisa as that bitch of a Vahla who stole one of my ships.

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Basics
Full Name: Jagged Fel
Nicknames/Aliases: "Jag"
Affiliations: The Chiss Ascendency
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Parents:
Soontir Fel
Syla Fel
Family:
Father: Soontir Fel
Mother: Syla Antilles Fel
Brother: Davin
Brother: Chak
Brother: Cem
Sister: Cherith
Sister: Wynssa

Friends/Allies:
TBD
Birthplace and year: 7 ABY, Unknown Regions

Appearance
Height: 5'8
Weight: 139 lbs.
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Green
Body Type: Lean and toned
Body Features: He has a prominent scar that runs along his scalp, causing some of his hair to be white.
Equipment: The basic First Order officer uniform, a blaster pistol, etc. The only things that stand out are blue striped he wears on his uniform from his time with the Chiss.

Power Grid [Power Grid is rank on a system out of seven]
Midichlorian Count:
Intelligence: 6
Raw Force Power: 1
Force Mastery: 1
Combat Prowess: 5
Pilot Skills: 6
Wealth & Influence: 5

Abilities & Skills
Abilities
Force User?: No

Skills
Exceptional Leader: While he lacks traditional charisma, Jagged is a born leader. He genuinely cares for every single man and woman under his command, and his time with the Chiss has given him a a calm, level head that further makes him an amazing leader.

Genius: Jagged is an absolute genius in every way. From academic knowledge to strategy, few can match Jagged in a clash of minds. Despite his upbringing by a species known for it's structure and control, Jagged's plans are often quite unorthodox, and he has an ability to read a situation and quickly make a plan to deal with it. He also has a vast knowledge of various cultures, though many have said that he's simply a pale copy of Thrawn, something he is completely fine with being told. He is nowhere near the legendary Grand Admiral, but he is an exceptional strategist.

Starpilot: The only thing that matches his intellect is his skill in the cockpit. There are few people in the Galaxy as good of a pilot as Jagged. He's more than capable of going head-to-head with Force Sensitives, and takes great pride in his skills.

Skilled Combatant: Sure, he could take down five, maybe seven soldiers no problem, but he's not an unstoppable killing machine. He prefers winning through wit and cunning, and a direct confrontation is a last resort.
Persona
Personality: Jagged is, in every way, the ideal Imperial. Stoic, calm, intelligent, and most importantly, loyal. While he sees Palpatine's Empire as a failure, Jagged truly believes that a centralized government is the best way to bring peace to the Galaxy. Despite his usual calm demeanor, Jagged is an idealist, and he can often do incredibly stupid things, often if the life of one of his subordinates is at stake. He has no love for the Jedi or the Sith, and believes the Galaxy would be better off without a bunch of sorcerer's fighting over who should run the Galaxy.

Vices: Overly strict, stubborn, way too loyal
Virtues: Calm, honest about pretty much everything, has a great deal of self-awareness

Bio
Born amongst the Chiss, Jagged was raised amongst the Empire of the Hand, a splinter of the Imperial Remnant led by Grand Admiral Thrawn dedicated to bringing order to the Unknown Regions. Much like his siblings, he was raised among the Chiss Ascendency, and like his older brother Davin, he enlisted into a Chiss military academy. Jagged always looked up to Davin, and took pride in being compared to his older brother. Despite showing signs of impulsiveness, Jagged earned his place amongst the Chiss, and took the lessons he learned with him once he graduated. Due to his skills as a pilot, Jagged led the test for whatever prototype fighter was in development, and he personally leads three squadrons of clawcraft fighters, a Chiss interpretation of the TIE series of craft. Jagged is a prodigy in every way, and his father has already put him up as a candidate for his successor. He's unsure about this First Order, as he isn't fully on board with another Sith led empire, and their methods seem...overly cruel. While the Empire of the Hand is officially neutral, they have begun preparations for war in the case that the First Order attempts to merge the Remnant by force.
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  Full Name: Kira
  Nicknames: Scavenger , "Girl" (as an insult)
  Affiliations: Independent
  Age: 18
  Gender: Female
  Parents: Unknown
  Family:
  ➪ Unknown Family
  Friends / Allies:
  ➪ Local traders and scavengers
  Birthplace/Year: Unknown, in 12 ABY
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  Height: 1.78m
  Weight: 59kg
  Hair Color: Brown
  Eye Color: Brown
  Body Type: Slim Fit
  Distinguishing Features:
  ✧ Wavy hair
  ✧ A scar on his left arm, given to him by a Cartel thug who had shot at him
  Equipment:
  > A bo staff that she had recovered during one of her scavenging projects
  > A lightweight backpack
  > A cantine
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  Midichlorian Count: 14,900
  Intelligence:
  Raw Force Power:
  Force Mastery:
  Combat Prowess:
  Pilot Skills:
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  Abilities:
  Force Sensitive?: Yes
  
  Skills:
  Tactician and Strategist: He is able to formulate battle strategies and his brilliant tactical sense allows him to alter any strategy to fit the changing need of the situation.
  Incredible Pilot: Like his father and grandfather before him, Anakin is mind-blowingly talented when it comes to handling and piloting starcraft. He can outmaneuver the most, if not all, of the Resistance's pilots, dodge turbolaser and laser cannon fire with ease, constantly employ new tricks and navigational shortcuts, and even discovered "Hyperspace-skipping". His handling of starcraft ranges from light frigates to shuttles to the typical X-wing and even the Millennium Falcon.
  Engineering: Since the ol' rust bucket can be unreliable at times, Anakin has, with some help from his father, learned the skills of an engineer/mechanic.
  Charisma: Being the son of a smooth-talking smuggler and a tough diplomat, Anakin is, inherently, quite the talking dime. Even in his early years, he was able to get himself out of trouble just through a few spoken words.
  Droid Mechanic: Leia gifted her youngest son a droid from the new line of astromech droids designed by the best New Republic engineers. They designated this new line of droids as BB units. Anakin's specific BB droid was titled "BB-2". In light of his mother's gift, Anakin took up in learning how to repair and modify droids.
  Good Aim: Anakin, much like his father, is a natural sharp-shot. The Force also gifts him with certain abilities that help increase his aim and probability of hitting his target.
  Weapon Proficiency: Young Solo is well-versed with just about any blaster. Though he does possess his grandfather's lightsaber, he prefers a good blaster over some lousy laser sword.
  Multilingual: Anakin, contrary to what one might believe, is actually fluent in languages other than Galactic Basic. He can also speak in (if applicable) and understand Huttese, Binary, Bocce, Shyriiwook, Jablogian, Aqualish, and Jawaese. In addition to that, Anakin can also communicate with Tusken Raiders through a form of sign language.
  Body Linguist: Anakin's skill to evaluate the behavior and potential actions of someone, based solely on their body language, is quite impressive.
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  Personality:
  Anakin Solo is likened to his father in many ways (though Anakin is a tad more reserved): their reckless confidence, their fearlessness and courage, their wry wit and sardonic humor, and their disinterest in knowing the odds. Anakin's heart lies much within the same moral boundaries as his father's. Both hate bullies, feel an obligation to help the helpless and yearn to bring liberty and freedom to those who desire it. And, like his father, Anakin can sometimes be a self-centered, scruffy-looking nerf herder. His stubbornness is rivaled to that of a determined child looking to get himself into trouble.
  Vices: Recklessness, Erratic, Hubris
  Virtues: Prudence, Beneficence, Perseverance
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  Anakin Solo is the second son, and third child, to Leia Organa Solo and Han Solo. He was born on the planet New Alderaan in 13 ABY, seven years after his twin siblings, Jacen and Jaina. His birth was prophesized by Force Seers as early as 1000 BBY (. Anakin was originally going to be named Han Solo Jr. after his father, but his mother had decided to name her newborn son after her father and the boy's maternal grandfather, Anakin Skywalker. She hoped to redeem her father's name and overcome her fear of Darth Vader by seeing, through her son, what her father could have been.
  
  Anakin was born during a time of political, militarily, economical, and societal reformation. While it had been eight years since the end of the Galactic Civil War, the New Republic was still trying to properly reestablish what was once the great Republic, while also enforcing their law over the galaxy. Many of the worlds in the Colonies, Core, and Mid-Rim were accepting of the new transition of government power. However, most of the Deep Core worlds still held loyalty to the Empire—in secret—and the Outer Rim worlds were becoming more independent or remained under Hutt control. Worlds such as Mon Cala, Endor, Bespin, Kashyyyk, and Sullust, among others, still showed support and loyalty to the New Republic though. Much of the Unknown Regions remained untouched.
  
  The day of Anakin's birth unexplained events had taken place. Ripples in the Force were felt across the galaxy, the exact moment Anakin was born, and even Master Luke Skywalker couldn't explain what exactly happened.
  
  During his childhood years, Anakin often found himself being safeguarded by his mother. Imperial loyalists remained in the galaxy and their threats didn't go unheard. Leia didn't want to risk any of her children's lives, and she had all of them placed under high security. Jaina and Jacen were sent to Jedi Praxeum on Yavin IV, to begin their Jedi training under Luke's tutelage. Meanwhile, Anakin was left to the care of C-3PO, a few nanny droids, and a dear friend of Leia's; on Nespis VIII in a fortified safe house. Granted, Leia & Han did visit, but only periodically. Nevertheless, a dark fate had been brought about for Leia's friend, and, nearly, Anakin himself.
  
  Imperial assassins had been sent to eradicate the youngest Solo, out of spite for Leia—who, by now, was running for the seat of Chancellor—and the New Republic. The Imperial hired gun eventually infiltrated the Nespis safehouse and critically injured Leia's friend. By the grace of the Force, however, the assassin was subdued. Not by 3PO or a New Republic Guard but by Anakin himself. A three-year-old. At the time, Anakin had not known it, but as both Han and Leia would come to find out, Anakin was blessed with such incredible raw force power.
  In his late childhood & early adolescent years, Anakin had spent most of his time with his father. Much of that time was occupied with stories from the war that his father shared with him, exploring the galaxy, and doing whatever else was suitable for the father-son duo. After the assault on Luke's Jedi temple, led by none other than Anakin's brother Jacen, Leia and Han agreed that risking their second son to the threat of the dark side was too much. And as such, Han took Anakin, to delay the boy's manifestation of powers; but such raw power can't be suppressed for long. Not only that, but both Han and Leia agreed to withhold the truth of what really happened to Jacen. Instead, they lied to Anakin, telling him that Jacen had perished in the assault, with his body unrecovered.
  
  One day, while in Maz Kanata's castle on Takodana, Anakin heard faint voices. Whispers. Han and Chewie were distracted by a conversation with Maz, and Anakin took the opportunity to uncover the strange occurrence. He figured that the closer he came to what the voices wanted, the louder they became. Eventually, they attracted him to the deepest depths of the castle, where he found himself in a dimly lit corridor. With further exploration, Anakin stumbled upon a locked door. As he was just about to turn around and find another way in, the door unlocked and vapor quickly spewed out into the corridor. The "vault" was a mere room for relics and lost artifacts. On one side of the room was a large sculpture. The sculpture was of a woman. The stone woman was gorgeous. From the sculpture alone Anakin felt elegance and beauty, yet bravery and determination. Surrounding the front base of the sculpture were droids of the past and bladed weapons of history. In the opposite, farthest corner of the faintly lit room was a stand with a small wooden box resting on top of it.
  
  Anakin stared at the box in confusion as the whispers that drew him to the room were now going crazy. For the smallest second Anakin even considered himself crazy but there were just too many voices too ignore. And who knew if they would even go away should he try ignoring them? So, Anakin crept closer to the box and, when he was finally within reaching distance, slowly opened the unlocked cover. The energy inside the box was beckoning, tempting. It was out of curiosity that Anakin even discovered the vaulted storage room.
  
  The lid fell open as Anakin took his hand away from the lid. He peered at the contents inside, and when his eyes fell upon it & the voices fell silent. It was inaudible in the crypt. In fact, Anakin could not only feel but also hear his heartbeat. What silenced the voices was a weapon.
  
  A single lightsaber. An elegant weapon for a more civilized age. The only sound to echo in the room, now, was the dripping condensation. Anakin, more nervous than he would like to admit, inched his hand closer to the ancient weapon; and, upon touch, was warped into this state of mysticism—and gifted the sight of both the past and future.
  
  

  Spoiler: Anakin's Force Vision : Reading Optional

  Breaking the sound of the dripping water was the piercing sound of a lightsaber's ignition, but not the one before Anakin. This was the sound of the past.
  
  Anakin yanked his hand away from the saber. Immediately following the sound of a lightsaber's activation was this dark, heavy mechanical breathing. That's when reality began to change. Reality's hue was now restyled to a blueish color and the room was being reformed to a corridor from Cloud City, though Anakin knew not where he was. He called out for help, but his voice only echoed in this cataclysm of the Force. Disembodied voices began to fill the air. The first, and faintest of them all, spoke, "Anakin."
  
  The cries of an infant baby now echoed, proceeded by an elder's voice. "It's energy."
  
  The center of voices now switched to a groaning man in torment, pain. The other voice sounded with experience, this one was a battle cry. It was sinister in tone, and startled Anakin's nerves, shaking him to the core. Anakin began to run down the unknown corridor but the hallway began to tilt. Everything began to tilt. Anakin landed on the wall—which was now the ground, dried grass.
  
  A teen boy's, "Noooo! Nooo!", shrieked through the air. Anakin turned to look at his surroundings. It was night time, yet there was still so much light . . . and heat. Before him, his uncle's temple was, as he remembered, enveloped in a raging fire. Diagonal to him was R2-D2—watching the chaos continue—and a MAN appeared. It was his uncle, Luke. He fell to his knees and extended his right, mechanical hand to place on top of R2's dome.
  
  Again, the elder's voice reappeared, "Surrounds us. It binds us."
  
  Rain began to pour violently as the setting changed once more. The enflamed temple disappeared, and Anakin was now laying in the mud. Standing above Anakin was a warrior, prepared to strike the young Solo. His life was cut short, however, as a fiery, crackling lightsaber pierced through the man's chest.
  
  And another elderly man's voice echoed, this one with elegance, "You will be tempted."
  
  The former warrior screamed in pain and fell to the ground, face first. Anakin realized that he now lays amidst a battlefield, as the bodies of similarly looking warriors scatter the ground.
  
  Anakin rose to his feet, soaked by the pouring rain, frightened by what he sees. Now in front of him was the Dark Apprentice, Caedus Ren, and his Knights, who flanked him.
  
  The elegant man's voice returned, "The Force will be with you . . . "
  
  Caedus, out of nowhere, shot his line of sight up to match with Anakin's. He saw him and aggressively, but also hurriedly, walked towards him. The rain abruptly stopped and sunlight illuminated Anakin. The setting was beginning to reshape again. Immediately, Anakin became dry.
  
  He turned to look at what was new, and sees . . . an infant boy, held in the arms of . . . his mother.
  
  It was him.
  
  The much younger Anakin sobbed profusely. Leia's hushes and coos tried to calm her child, but were unsuccessful. Next to the pair, lying on the ground, was the corpse of a woman.
  
  His mother's voice echoed now, "It's okay. It's okay," followed by a few more hushes.
  
  Again, the world changed. Now, the sun became eclipsed, as if being consumed by darkness. Anakin was transported to a snow-ridden, barren scene. It was dark, without a doubt nighttime. Confused, disoriented, afraid, Anakin knew not what was happening.
  
  Two new voices now vocalized, echoing through the woods, "Anakin,". One felt familiar as if it was family, but the other voice was unnatural. Otherworldly.
  
  Confounded and lost, Anakin scrambled to his feet. His breath was visible in the frigid air—and then the sound of clashing lightsabers interrupted the ambiance. Anakin ran through the woods, toward the sound of fighting. His heart pounded more than it ever had in his entire life, when Caedus Ren once again appeared. He emerged from behind a tree, lightsaber ignited.
  
  Anakin screamed out of shock and terror, falling back on his butt. One last time, reality changed. This time though it was back to how it normally was.

  Anakin fell back, landing on the ground in the familiar corridor under Maz's castle. A faint whisper of another man, one who was younger but still held elegance, was heard. The last of the vision's voices.
  
  "These are your first steps," the voice breathed.
  
  In the hallway, Anakin sat, out of breath, alarmed and perplexed by what just occurred. To his left, he heard faint, tiny footsteps. His head jolted towards the source . . . it was Maz. Maz stood at the end of the hallway. The look on Anakin's face said it all, and she was quick to realize what just happened.
  
  Afraid, Anakin spoke first, "What was that? I shouldn- I shouldn't have gone in there. I'm sorry, Maz."
  
  Maz hurriedly shuffled to the young Solo. She knew what he was experiencing.
  
  "That lightsaber," ,she began, "was your uncle Luke's. And your grandfather's before him and now, it calls to you," she said slowly, but with a calm simplicity. Anakin stood, fast. He was still overwhelmed, emotionally vulnerable, and, overall, speechless.
  
  "I-I-I," he stuttered.
  
  Maz reached for Anakin's hand, attempting to pacify the emotional Solo. "Dear child, I see your eyes. I know that look. When you live as long as me you see the same eyes in different people." , she said with a soothing voice. "You're afraid, and that's okay. The journey ahead of you will be long and terrifying, but if you let that fear take absolute control, you will never allow yourself to truly live. I am no Jedi, but I know the Force. It moves through and surrounds every living thing," her words were sweet and with good intention.
  
  "Close your eyes," ,she continued, "Feel it. The light. It's always been there. It will guide you," she spoke with much genuineness this time, and Anakin felt as if she understood him the way he needed to be understood at the moment.
  
  Anakin closed his eyes as instructed. He let himself have a moment, to breathe, to decompress from the vision he just had. The beating of his heart slowed, and he felt himself return to a state of balance. And there it was. The light. It was . . . pure. Life-giving; imbued with hope and love. He felt the Force flow; through him, through Maz, his mother and father, and everyone else. They were all connected.
  
  Anakin slowly opened his eyes. Maz, looking on him with such pride, said in a hushed tone, "The saber. Take it. It's yours now. Allow it to be a guiding weapon against the dark."
  
  Reluctantly, Anakin obliged. And although the lightsaber remains in his possession, which only he and Maz know about, he has kept it hidden aboard the Millennium Falcon.
  
  

  

  
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Izec Geron​

Affiliations: Pentastar Alignment
Nicknames/Aliases: Commander Geron | Lord Geron
Age: 40
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Parents: Dana Geron (Mother)
Friends/Allies: Grand Moff Ardus Kaine | Admiral Yasana Maro | General Aldson Colaj
Birthplace and year: Ord Throden, 10 BBY

Appearance
Height: 5' 11
Weight: 172 lbs
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Black
Body Type: Mesomorph
Equipment:
2x Red Lightsabers
Armor


Power Grid
Midichlorian Count: 15000
Intelligence: 6
Raw Force Power: 4
Force Mastery: 4
Combat Prowess: 6
Pilot Skills: 6
Wealth & Influence: 5

Abilities & Skills

Abilities
Force User: Yes

Skills
Calm Tactican: Izec is skilled in naval and ground tactics. He's calm and decisive and never aggressive. Rather than destroying the enemy outright like how the old Empire would do, he focuses more on small and coordinated efforts reforming the strategies of the Imperial splinter faction that relied on old Imperial Tactics. He takes a bit after Admiral Thrawn, not showing his full hand in battle in order to disorientate the enemy in naval combat. His skills in ground logistics and how to command specialized battalions is what makes him an effective officer.
Political Affinity: As a Commander in the Alignment he is responsible with coordinating with the 'Order' branch, the organization responsible for maintaining the influence and policies of the alignment and prevent them from getting them involved with matters of 'Enforcement' the military and policing branch of the Alignment.
Dark Jedi training: Izec was not trained in the ways of the sith like Darth Vader and Palpatine were. He was an inquisitor and trained as a dark jedi, which prevents him from using the full power of the dark side but he compensates for his with his skills in lightsaber combat. He is an excellent duelist with proficiency in the forms Makashi and Niman.
Piloting Skills: As a former inquisitor, piloting skills are an essential skill for inquisitors to have. Therefore Izec is super skilled pilot, using his skills in the force to enhance his piloting capabilities

Persona
Personality: Izec considers himself a pragmatist and not a traditional imperial. While an admirer of the Empire and what they stand for, Izec knows that the Alignment must evolve from its Imperial past in order to survive. Izec is incredibly inclusive and anti-humanocentrist. He doesn't harshly punish his own subordinates for screw ups either. Knowing that the Alignment lacks the resources they've had as the Empire, Izec promotes resourcefulness, creativity, and conservation of resources. Izec doesn't have tolerance for those who would interrupt his grand plans to establish himself as a notorious and powerful force in the galaxy.
Vices: Cryptic, Merciless, Emotionless, Abrasive
Virtues: Ambitious, Intelligent, Tactical, Open-minded

Bio

Izec was born in the later years of the Empire’s reign in the New Territories. The region was under the control of the Outer Rim Grand Moff, Ardus Kaine who centralized control around the Oversector Outer into what was now called the Pentastar Alignment. Izec was born force sensitive child to a slave who was taken by the Alignment's inquisition when he was 15 after he was discovered to have a strong connection to the force. For most of his life he had trained as a dark jedi inquisitor with no familiarity in the ways of the Sith. All he ever knew was how to use the dark side of the force. But this didn't stop him from becoming one of the best inquisitors trained under Jerec, Kaine's personal enforcer. However Izec wasn't comfortable with keeping his rank of inquisitor under Jerec and wanted to reach greater heights. When rogue Imperials attempted to attack the Alignment, Izec displayed his piloting skills in fending off screens of fighters and destroying capital ships. This attention had garnered the eye of Kaine and Izec was provided his own Praetor Class Destroyer and was transferred from Judgement to the Pentastar Patrol, playing an active role in the Alignment's military hierarchy. His achievements allowed him to save his mother from slavery and provided her with a private residence on Bastion.

Izec played a huge part in overhauling the Alignment military, working with other officers to shift away from the Tarkin doctrine that relied on fear factors and heavy firepower. The military was overhauled to allow diversification of military formations, setting up fleets where specific ships performed specific roles as well as how to utilize Alignment ground units. Izec's other military achievements include a military campaign to expand the Alignment's territory into the rest of the New Territories against the New Republic and Imperial Remnant. He claimed a few worlds under his belt including Ord Mantell, Ithor, Orinda, and Agmar. At a young age, Izec made a name for himself and rose quickly within the ranks of the Alignment's military. Eventually, he was named Commander of Acklay Squadron, with Fleet Admiral Yasana Maro and General Aldson Colaj under his command. Izec and Acklay Squadron lead a long defense against the New Republic's offensive on the New Territories. At the same time he developed a rivalry with New Republic General Garm Bel-Iblis who attempted to seize a route to Yaga Minor, the Alignment's major shipping manufacturer.

Izec suffered a few setbacks in systems linking to Yaga Minor but overall prevented Bel-Iblis from reaching the system and reclaiming the southernmost systems of the New Territories. He now serves a defensive role in ensuring the security of the Pentastar Alignment's southern systems.

 

[Zachy1993]

Basics
Full Name: Farr Benisho
Nicknames/Aliases: Hothead
Affiliations: New Jedi Order
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Parents: Unknown
Family: Unknown
Friends/Allies: Jedi, New Republic
Birthplace and year: Nar Shaddaa, unknown year.

Appearance

Height: 5.9"
Weight: 154lbs
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Sky Blue
Body Type: Slim
Body Features: Rough and hardened knuckles from countless brawls and fistfights. Scar on his right cheek from a knife wound.
Equipment:

- 434 "Deathhammer" blaster pistol
- Yellow lightsaber
- Armored Jedi Robes
- Utility belt

Power Grid
Midichlorian Count: 13,000
Intelligence: 2
Raw Force Power: 3
Force Mastery: 3
Combat Prowess: 4
Pilot Skills: 4
Wealth & Influence: 2

Abilities & Skills
Abilities
Force User?: Yes

Skills

Experienced Brawler: Farr grew up in the rough streets of Nar Shaddaa. He made his living as a popular street fighter. His knuckles have been bloodied and torn enough times that the scars are numerous on them. The calm and non-aggression style of a Jedi is a new thing to him...but he puts his own flair in every fight...and he fights to win. He's not afraid to use brute strength and isn't overly reliant on his saber. Farr utilizes his bare knuckle combat experience even in life or death duels.

Strong in the Force: While he may still be a Padawan, Farr is no slouch in the force department. He unknowingly had been utilizing the force in his brawling on Nar Shaddaa. Now he just needs to cultivate and nurture his natural abilities with the assistance of the New Jedi Order.

Force Gatling: Farr has devised a technique where he uses the Force to power up his punches. He will rapidly deliver an onslaught of blows, beefed up with the Force, that have demonstrated tremendous power. He has shredded training droids' with the thicker armor with this technique to scrap metal.

Persona

Personality: Being a street rat essentially, Farr isn't well versed in etiquette or manners. He's brash and sometimes vulgar in his speaking, and a smartass. But he genuinely believes in the Jedi Order and respects Grand Master Skywalker and the others deep down. He's grateful for the new lease on life Luke has given him. He's nice to most people in his own way, but to his enemies and those who would hurt his friends...he can be a formidable adversary.

Vices: Rude, arrogant and overconfident. Farr has not and likely never will lose his competitive streak. He views every fight, whether deadly or training, as an opportunity to put a notch on his belt. This can sometimes make him appear reckless, and sometimes he rushes headlong into a battle without a strategy.

Virtues: Caring and with a soft spot for kids and animals. Farr cares deeply about his fellow Padawans and the Jedi Masters. He views them as the family he never had, and will do anything to protect them. Farr deep down really is a big softie, though he'd never show it outwardly. He often will secretly tend to wounded animals in the wild or bring them into the temple to his quarters.

Bio
Raised on the unforgiving world of Nar Shaddaa, Farr had a rough time growing up. Forced to scrape by to survive, he did the only thing he was good at to make money. Farr had always been good in a fight, so he decided to make a living in the ring.

Mind you these weren't fights with regulations and a referee. They were back alley street fights with the only rule being you knock the other guy out or get them to forfeit. Many years went by as Farr earned a reputation for beating any challenger who came his way to a pulp.

Little did Farr know that his skills were in part due to his ability to 'read' his opponent's movements and 'see' what was coming. One evening, Farr seemed off his game. He couldn't help but notice the hooded stranger in the crowd...staring at him.

This 'off' feeling effected his performance, and Farr saw his first humiliating defeat in quite some time. Angrily stomping back to his home, he found the hooded stranger there..who had a proposition for him.

"You want me to become a Jedi..? Seriously?" Farr had scoffed at the idea.

Luke revealed that he had used the Force to affect Farr's performance that evening. So, Farr responded how any sensible scrapper would.

"I'm gonna kick your ass!"

"If you can't, then you agree to come with me to Yavin IV?" Luke had offered with a slight smirk.

Needless to say, the rest is history.

Farr has an unorthodox way of fighting nowadays. He uses the force to put an extra 'oomph' into his punches. His favorite is using it to deliver a rapid fire series of punches that can even tear away at the heavier training droids. He has a lightsaber and has had to get used to using a 'laser sword' as opposed to his fists.

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