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Fandom Star Wars: The Eternal Empire {Character Sheets}

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This symbol: {*} means that the requirement is optional

Descriptors

Name: (what's on the birth certificate?)
Nickname{*}: (can we call you something else?)
Age:
Gender: (male or female...don't get offended)
Species: (rodian, human, cyborg, etc.?)
Sexuality{*}: (gay? pan? hetero?)
Appearance: (what does they look like!)
Height: (don't get offended)
Weight: (don't get offended)
Eye Color: (color of their eyes)
Hair Color: (color of their hair)
Attire: (what does your character wear?)
Affiliation: (Jedi/Republic? Sith Order? Independent?)
Alignment{*}: (are they good or bad?)
Residence{*}: (do they live on a ship? Coruscant? Dromund Kaas? Hoth?)

Persona
Personality: (3 lines minimum)
Biography: (paragraph minimum)
Force User: (y/n)
Rank in Order: (cadet? Padawan? Master? Apprentice? Commander? Bounty Hunter? etc.)
Skills: (sharpshooter? speak different languages? ACE pilot? etc.)
Equipment: (armor, robes, weapons, etc.)
Power Scale [scale of 0 - 10: 10 being highest, 0 being lowest]

Force Power: (raw power)

Force Mastery: (how skilled are you with the Force?)

Combat Prowess: (dueling skills, accuracy, anything relating to combat)

Strategy: (their intelligence and how well they put that to use)

Fame: (how well your character is known)

Wealth and Influence: (how much money and weight their word carries)

Force Applications{*}
Signature Force Ability: (what are they known for using? [i.e. Vader - Force Choke])
Force Abilities: (force leap, cruticorn, force push/pull, etc.)

Lightsaber Appearance: (self-explanatory)
Kyber Crystal Color: (red, green, yellow, orange, etc.)
Practiced Forms: (Form 7 - Juyo/Vaapad? etc.)

Other
Extra{*}: (anything I missed? maybe you own a ship, have control over a fleet, have relationships with someone, etc.)


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Descriptors
Name: Orion Haythem
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Sexuality: Hetero
Appearance:
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(you have no idea how hard it was to find a picture where this dude was wearing a shirt)
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 190
Eye Color: Light Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Attire:
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Affiliation: Independent---Neutral
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Residence: Garel

Persona
Personality: Being sarcastic and very taunting, Orion gives off a vibe that he may not have much care for the health and well being of others, but it's the complete opposite. Orion cares about how many people he injures or gets hurt as a casualty. But, if you irritate him greatly, then he would not care how many organs he has to rip apart or how many bones he has to break in order to get what he wants. In short, Orion is a caring, sarcastic, taunting person, who, if you can piss him off enough, will shatter you
Biography: Orion was born on the planet Garel, to a wealthy family that provided plenty of credits to the Galactic Republic, and funded a lot of their operations and equipment. When Orion reached the age of 9, his family discovered that he could use the Force. And since his parents didn't want to send him away, they decided to keep him on his home planet of Garel to train and master the Force with a family-friend Force user. When the local mob boss discovered this, he had Orion's parents slaughtered in his home. He luckily escaped and joined the Sith Empire, as emotion had led him in that direction. 6 years later, Orion left the Sith Empire, close to achieving the title of Lord Nox. He had hope of reconnecting with his younger brother, who was the only survivor of the Haythem Family Massacre. Eventually, after his return to Garel, he did reconnect with his brother--and discovered that his brother was also connected to the Force. Out of love and generosity, Orion decided to take his brother under his wing and teach him how to operate/use a lightsaber, and hone his Force abilities. Together, the brothers reclaimed Garel and took control of the Lothal system.
Force User: Yes
Rank in Order: *Not Applicable*
Skills: Can understand the droid language
Equipment: A double-bladed lightsaber [able to detach into separate lightsabers], his personal ship "Nightshade", a holocommunicator, family robes, a personal droid "R7-G8"

Power Scale [scale of 0 - 10: 10 being highest, 0 being lowest]

Force Power: 9

Force Mastery: 6

Combat Prowess: 5 (he's only worked with lightsabers, so...)

Strategy: 6

Fame: 5

Wealth and Influence: 5
Force Applications
Signature Force Ability: Force Walk - The Force walk was an ancient Sith technique used to bind restless Force ghosts to the living in order to utilize their strength and add to one's own, in the Force. May it be mentioned, though, that Orion has yet to bind Force ghosts.
Force Abilities:


- Force Choke


- Force Push/Pull

- Force Jump


- Telekinesis

- Force Speed

- Meditation

- Force Valor

- Force Pressure

- Force Crush

- Force Burst

- Tutanminis


- Force Walk


- Force Senses


- Force Deflection

- Tapas

- Breath Control

- Doppelganger

- Battle Precognition

- Saber Throw

- Mind Crush

- Forcequake

- Chain Lightning

- Force Crush

- Lightning Bliss

- Thundering Blast

- Force Repulse

- Force Wave

- Mind Trick

- Force Stasis

- Malacia

- Force Healing

- Force Affliction

- Droid Ionize

- Force Storm

- Force Lightning

- Revitalize

- Force Rage


- Force Barrier

- Force Affliction

- Crucitorn

- Force Stun


Lightsaber Appearance:
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Kyber Crystal Color: Yellow
Practiced Forms:

Form 1: Shii-Cho, Form 2: Makashi, Form 3: Soresu, Form 5: Shien / Djem So, Form 7: Juyo / Vaapad

Other
Extra{*}:
~ Orion controls the Lothal Sector; which contains the Garel System, Lothal System, Atollon System, and the planet Oon. Orion, however, has selected representatives, from each system, to represent themselves at the Galactic Alliance
~ His little brother is his Apprentice
~ Orion has put together a warfleet for his entire sector
4 Tier V Mandalorian Warships *stolen*
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3 Oonian Cruisers
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2 Garellian Cruisers
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5 Hammerhead Corvettes, which were assigned to protecting the Lothal sector already
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~ His personal ship:

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Name: Sebastion Rodarch

Nickname{*}: Mandalore the Chosen

Age: 35

Gender: Male

Species: Human

Sexuality{*}: Hetero

Appearance:
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Height: 6'6

Weight: 220

Eye Color:

Hair Color: Light Brown

Attire: Beskar'gam shown above

Affiliation: Mandalore

Residence{*}: Mandalore

Persona
Personality: Sebastion is a sound warrior in heart and mind who acts in the best interest of Mandalore. He does all he can to further improve the position of Mandalore and to spread Mandalorian culture. The Mandalorians are already the greatest warriors in the galaxy, so they are destined to one day rule the Galaxy. To that end he will welcome anyone or any race worthy of being Mandalorian into the Mandalorians. He isn't a zealot when it comes to those who are Dar'manda but nonetheless will crusade to take over other sectors and bring them into Mandalorian space.

Biography: Sebastion was just a warrior in his earlier days, coming from Clan Rodarch the only thing special about him was the Rodarch tradition of taming Ashari Panthers. He also did make a hobby of fighting as a freelance gladiator in arenas across the known Galaxy. That was also how he mainly developed into such a great warrior was those days fighting as a Gladiator. Sebastion would become Chieftain of Clan Rodarch for several years until the previous Mandalore died. The Mask of Mandalore was missing but a different object of importance fell into Sebastion's hands, the Darksaber. Sebastion realized his destiny to become Mandalore and had to self teach himself how to fight with the weapon and even learned to wield the Darksaber in one hand and a Beskad in the other. It was literally a stroke of fate that he would declare himself Mandalore, the people declared him Mandalore the Chosen.

Force User: N

Rank in Order: Mandalore(Manda'lor)

Skills: Markmanship, Swordsmanship, Martial Arts, Lightsaber Combat, Lightsaber and Swordsmanship blended style, Leadership, Military Strategy,

Equipment:

Beskar'gam equipped with crushgaunts, repulsor, grappling hook, darts, flamethrower, shield

Custom Beskad

Mandalorian Blaster Pistol

Arm Cannon

Grenades(frag, stun, droid popper)

Rifle

Dark Saber

Basilisk War Droid

Other
Extra{*}: He has an Ashari Panther named Brutus.
 
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Name: Qimat Zuvir (Key-mAHT Zoo-vEER)

Age:
30

Gender:
Female

Species:
Twi'lek

Sexuality:
Heterosexual

Height:
6’ 01


Weight:
180 lbs

Eye Color:
Light Grey

Hair Color:
Green Lekku matching her skin tone.

Attire:

For battle, Qimat's attire consists of a full suit of combat armor specially modified for her own requirements. The plating of her armor utilizes standard durasteel and plasteel alloys and also employs a series of thin layers of the rare and incredibly durable metal Phrik which all provide considerable defense against blaster fire, explosives, and to a degree even saber strikes.
When not in battle, Qimat's attire reflects her life as a soldier. Never one to really don anything that's particularly flashy or the latest fashion, the twi'lek's choice attire more often than note consists of a pair of combat fatigues, boots, and a casual shirt. She does own a leather jacket which she wears when needed or desired. At all times a small ovular pendant can be found around Qimat's neck, the pendant holding an old physical picture of her family for sentimental reasons.

Affiliation:
Republic

Alignment:
Chaotic Good

Residence:
Qimat largely spends her time aboard various military republic star ships and space stations either serving as security or being transported to another area of conflict where she's needed. However, the area she does call home when not on duty is located on the capital world of the Republic: Coruscant.


Persona

Personality:

To many, Qimat can seem to have a bit of an odd duality to her personality, but not in the sense of being mentally ill. Years of combat taught Qimat the importance of being short and to the point, clearly divulging and understanding details and information that can save or lose lives depending on how one acts. Along with this serious and blunt nature, the twi'lek has developed a somewhat dark sense of humor similarly affected by her years of service. This isn't to say that she is incapable of displaying normal emotions like happiness, anger, etc., but to those that aren't used to how Qimat's personality is can see the woman as initially somewhat relaxed and a little dark, but when the action starts swiftly shifts to a more professional, serious nature.

Biography:
Born on an out of the way agriworld situated within the mid-rim of the galaxy, Qimat and her family lived a humble life within a moderate republic settlement town. Being the eldest of six other siblings, Qimat was quickly accustomed to helping when needed. Her father, a twi'lek, was a simple engineer who owned and ran a small mechanical shop in town while her mother worked as a nurse at the town medical center. Qimat's upbringing wasn't extravagant, but it wasn't barren either. The young twi'lek quickly grew accustomed to the concept of work, at a young assisting her father in his shop when possible, and learning that hard work came from early mornings, late nights, and worn hands. Qimat took it all in stride, always enjoying the aspect of helping wherever she could. In the off time she did have, generally when her father outright forced her to step away and enjoy being a child, Qimat often was drawn to the local cantina where the working class all congregated to waylay the stresses and labors of the day. Qimat became a regular at the cantina, the owner letting her spend time within the establishment so long as she made stayed out of trouble.

The cantina became Qimat's home away from home in a way as she grew older, the elder adults often sharing tales and stories in kindness from both on world and off word, filling the young twi'lek's mind with wonder of the stars beyond her home planet. At around the age of fifteen, Qimat eventually worked between her father's shop and the cantina, earning a wage from the long hours she paid waiting tables to help her family and enjoy a bit for herself. Through the years, Qimat earned a reputation as a bit of a spitfire, the youth happy to offer help but hardly afraid to step up if she felt a wrong was being done. While she wasn't the only one, Qimat was often the first to step up to protect her siblings and family, regularly being the one to deal with bullies that tried picking on her little brothers or sisters. This hot headed protectiveness spread into Qimat's work life as well, not so much at her father's shop save for the occasional profane slur or thrown wrench, but more so at the cantina she worked at. With her home planet being farther away from more developed republic space, it wasn't new for some unsavory characters to make planet fall in search of some R&R. It wasn't uncommon for Qimat to have to deal with a rowdy group during her shift at the cantina, and more often than not she ended up having to be the one to throw out troublemakers. Being a bit larger in stature, Qimat became a sort of server slash bouncer in a way, hardly making a fuss until someone saw fit to do so. With the unpleasantries also came pleasantries though, Qimat enjoying stories and tales from those that stopped by the bar from both off worlders and local regulars.

As the years ticked by, Qimat felt herself yearning for more, the young woman feeling restless whenever she looked up at the great expanse above. What the young twi'lek wanted was to help and protect others as she had at her home as well as explore and see the stars as she'd dreamed of since being a little girl. Eventually Qimat made the decision to enlist in the Republic Army much to the chagrin of her parents. While tears were indeed shed, and attempts to persuade her away from such a choice made, Qimat's parents ultimately knew their daughter had made up her mind. So at the age of eighteen Qimat left her home, the planet she'd known for her entire life up until the present, and headed out toward the stars.

Qimat didn't expect serving in the Republic military would be pleasant, and indeed her training wasn't a pleasant stroll through the park, but she pushed onward. Basic training eventually came and went in a few months, Qimat being honed for warfare and combat, her mind and body trained and strengthened. By the end of basic training, Qimat had certainly changed, her hot headed nature more controlled and honed if not with the occasional flare up every now and again. The friends Qimat had earned aided training, and made the concept of deployment through the galaxy a little less harrowing and worrisome. While she knew she'd say farewell to a large amount of the friend she'd made, a few stuck around as new recruits were placed where needed and shipped out. Initially Qimat's experience in her service were rather underwhelming, the young woman being relegated largely to military base security, minor patrols, and other quite boring duties that even caused Qimat's drive to serve and protect to grow a bit restless. However real combat was soon delivered, Qimat's deployments starting to incorporate worlds that were further from established republic space and deeper into neutral and hostile territory. The shock of actually firing her weapon at a living being, of taking a life, was a shock to Qimat. Qimat eventually learned the realities of war and combat, her soft emotions of uncertainty, fear, and panic hardening as she witnessed the cost of wavering behind one's rifle in the heat of combat. As Qimat served she saw old friends die, making new ones along the way, and seeing some die still. Many broke around Qimat, unable to take the harrowing madness of war and killing. Qimat managed to keep herself collected by not only remembering who she was fighting for, her family, but also what she was fighting for as she witnessed the hell that others could suffer if there was none to protect them. Not being able to protect everyone also became a sobering fact to Qimat, the twi'lek learning that people will die inevitably, the most she could do is do what she could to the best of her abilities.

Years came and went, Qimat's service record only continued to grow as she went from deployment to deployment, earning promotions and recognition for her deeds. The diversity and dangers of her enemy broadened as did the environments Qimat found herself in, her duties to protect and serve largely remaining the same. It was roughly seven years into her military career that the twi'lek was approached with an offer to better serve the republic to which she desired to protect with greater autonomy and freedom to act and perform her duties. The offer was to be placed within the special-forces division of the republic army, a branch that dealt with matters beyond the public eye and outside most political regulation, with a promotion to Commander. Swiftly accepting the offer, Qimat found her prior years of experience somewhat pale in comparison to the ensuing years of her service. During her years in the Republic special-forces, Qimat’s methods and attitude shifted as she faced the darker and more straining tasks. She became known for being merciless in completing the duties charged to her, her personality hardening and becoming more jaded to cope with her experiences. The gleaming image that Qimat had been known for darkened, the twi’lek’s reputation for protecting those that couldn’t protect themselves staying true, but the drive to do such broadening to more extreme methods. It wasn’t unknown for Qimat to go beyond command in certain situations when she saw opportunity to accomplish more than the desire objective. While she caught flack for straying from command, Qimat’s results weren’t ignored either, those she worked with considering her a great asset to any situation.

To the present day Qimat still holds the core ideals she held when she first enlisted, her drive to adhere to them serving to strengthen her resolve in doing what it takes to protect the Republic she serves. To those whom oppose such values, they can expect little mercy or parlay from the twi’lek soldier.

Force User: Negative

Rank in Order:
Commander in Republic Armed Forces Special Operations Division

Skills: Variable warfare specialist (Assault, advanced recon, sabotage), survival in hostile environments, zero gravity combat.

Equipment:

-Standard issue republic combat armor (Considerably Modified).
-Head visor w/ tactical readout, and weapon uplink, left eye oriented.
-Automatic assault cannon w/ disposable energy cell conversion over conventional energy tanks.
-Blaster rifle carbine
-Heavy blaster pistol
-Kolto medical pack
-Explosives (Variation depending on needs)
+Thermal detonator (General high explosive)
+Ion grenade (Electrical/Mechanical countermeasure)
+Flash bang grenade(Concussive visual/hearing impairment)
+Gas grenade (Non-lethal visual impairment)
+Detonation pack (Heavy duty explosive, timed/remote detonated)
-Wrist mounted data pad/communicator
-Vibro-Knife

Power Scale [scale of 0 - 10: 10 being highest, 0 being lowest]

Force Power: n/a

Force Mastery: n/a

Combat Prowess: 8

Strategy: 8

Fame: 2

Wealth and Influence: 3

Combat Prowess: Qimat's capabilities in combat have been developed in such a way that she's not a master in any specific aspect of warfare, but a well versed expert in many of such fields. Her experiences have taught her that it's better to bend under pressure before bouncing back rather than breaking under circumstances she's not specialized in. Even with her rounded combat experience, the twi'lek does have areas she excels in such as: Mid/Close-ranged combat, Shock tactic combat, hand-to-hand combat, and force user countermeasures.

Her equipment largely has a focus on mid to close ranged combat, her rifle and assault cannon having a good overlaying field of fire with her cannon having a longer range and her rifle having a shorter range while her blaster pistol helps round out closer encounters that the prior two weapons would lack in.

The usage of shock tactic warfare is also a method of combat that Qimat sees as particularly useful, the twi'lek finding a quick, efficient, and powerful attack effective in keeping the enemy in disarray, unprepared, and at a disadvantage. Combined with the myriad of offensive tools she carries and Qimat can be quite the force to be reckoned with, especially if she has knowledge of what she may come to face and have time to prepare accordingly.

Her hand-to-hand skills are built upon the basic training she'd received when she enlisted, further honed over the years as she experienced differing cultures as well as the effectiveness of what certain methods held. Qimat's preferred method of combat is often non-lethal if she can help it, regularly focusing on dislocating joints, breaking limbs, and striking vulnerable organs to debilitate her targets to keep them alive and still useful for whatever information they may hold. Though Qimat can just as easily end someone's life as apprehend them if the former is out of the question.

Qimat's experience against force users has also led to her developing her own approach to dealing with the incredibly deadly warriors, specifically those of the sith persuasion, but also against all forms in general. Now she doesn't wield some secret technique which seals off a force user's powers or some supernatural evolution which renders her immune to force abilities. Qimat more so has come to know how the incredibly diverse aspects of the force are utilized by those of the dark as well as the light, and since she's still kicking there's obviously something she's doing right. The danger of up close combat is well known to Qimat when fighting a force user, but she also knows that at range a blaster can quickly turn on the operator when aimed upon a saber wielding warrior. As such Qimat more often than not tends to not engage a force user head to head if possible, preferring to engage on her terms, and create openings which she can exploit through a combination of ambush tactics, guerilla warfare, and shock tactics.

An interesting technique that Qimat has developed that can be considered somewhat related to the force is her ability to control her thoughts and steel her mind to the dangerous effects the force can have upon her psyche. Many times Qimat has served alongside jedi, experienced what can be done with the force up close, and has even come to learn from those keen to teach. Sadly unable to utilize the force herself, Qimat learned from a number of jedi, and a few masters, on how one's mind can be trained against the influences and invisible essence of the force. This is often done by one understanding and controlling their emotions and thoughts, distancing themselves from fears, and honing one's focus into an impenetrable fortress. Over the years Qimat's mind became hardened and fortified against mentally influencing and damaging attacks while also rendering her extremely difficult to detect by those gifted in the force. Such training has become a vital boon to Qimat, the soldier finding that the mind is an incredibly common method of attack by many force users, and that by robbing such an avenue of weakness she is capable of much more effectively handling force users that cross paths against her. That being said, Qimat's mind isn't impervious, and she has still found herself effected by individuals highly trained in the force and masters in their art, though she often will make such efforts as strenuous and straining against such opponents as possible before crumbling.


Strategy:
Qimat's mental capabilities are honed more from experience and personal deeds than academic pursuits. When it comes to the battlefield and warfare, the twi'lek is venerable in being able to read out situations and adapt tactics on the fly as well as planning detailed plans. She is also good at reading individuals from facial expressions and body language, reacting appropriately on what the situation may potentially evolve into. That being said, Qimat's skills in the political world are rather dull and undeveloped. The twi'lek disdains politicians from personal experience, having experienced first hand what bloated bureaucracy and political greed can do when lives are on the line. Her rather forward and blunt mannerisms are not really suited for the fine arts of political intrigue and subterfuge, but she does fare somewhat better when interacting with the more down-to-earth aspects of command within the military and such.


Fame:
Being a soldier of the republic Qimat isn't one to seek fame and fortune, seeing herself as just another individual in service of the army. That being said, Qimat's deeds in her service have earned her some renown and respect among her peers, the deeds that aren't classified that is. Those of lower rank will generally salute in respect, others less professional frequently asking for tales of her deeds. Higher ups may not display the starstruck fondness as your basic grunt, but they do give the respect Qimat deserves and has earned. Beyond the military however, Qimat is just another face in the crowd and is hardly being swarmed for an autograph or holo pic.

Wealth and Influence:
Qimat's reputation in her service does bring a good bit of pull in the republic army when speaking with fellow soldiers and service men and women, small favors being exchanged often in pursuit of an assigned task or mission. Although she's maybe once or twice used such a reputation to get a few free rounds of drinks when out enjoying shore leave.

In respect to finances, Qimat earns a soldier's salary appropriate to her rank, so she's far from poor, and decently well off, but far from what many political and higher military command positions make. The twi'lek could afford a nice flat on coruscant if she decided to retire and take a pension so she isn't hurting for cash. Her standing in the special forces also permits Qimat a good amount of access to republic funding, though this is strictly relegated to pertinent matters relating to republic safety and mission success.

Other

Extra{*}: (anything I missed? maybe you own a ship, have control over a fleet, have relationships with someone, etc.)
 
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Name: Lord Erenas Straden

Age:
22

Gender:
Male

Species:
Human

Sexuality{*}:
Homosexual

Height:
6’ 2"

Weight:
165 lbs

Eye Color:
Red

Hair Color:
Black

Attire:


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Affiliation:
Sith Order

Alignment:
Acts like an instrument of evil in front of others but the opposite inside.

Residence:
Not often there but mostly stays on Dromund Kaas when the chance arises.


Persona


Personality: To the outside world he is callous, cruel and everything a Sith should live up too but this is his double life. Having originally been raised by the Jedi Order he was stolen at around the age of 10 during a Sith raid on his home planet Alderaan and was forced to accept Sith training from then on. He does not believe himself a Sith on the inside however, more aligning with the Order that is meant to be his mortal enemy. He does not kill needlessly and avoids killing all together if he can, some Sith influence has crept in though and he once went on somewhat of a rampage when the Republic harmed someone he considered very dear killing troopers and civilians in droves.

Biography:
Erenas was born on Alderaan to a servant family of House Organa that was known to advise the family on occasion earning deep trust. His first sign of Force sensitivity came at a very young age when during a feast he stopped a cup from falling on a visiting dignitary using the force. The Jedi were contacted immediately and without so much as a goodbye he was taken to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant to train, he was rather excited at the time.

Eventually he passed the trials and became a full fledged Padawan of the Order already possessing remarkable skill for his age, he was assigned to Jedi Knight Aleena Sutra whom he held in reverence, even more so than the Masters. As his a training progressed he took on many traits of his master, a certain corky attitude and punchable charm rooted in a deep sense of kindness. His time with the Jedi eventually came to an end when whilst on a trip with his Master back to Alderaan a Sith raid hit them on route and his Master was cut down in front of him while he himself was taken and tortured.

With the Sith he served under countless nameless Masters learning to use his emotions and anger (the latter of which he had plenty of) to his advantage. He became an instrument of raw power but he never lost his Jedi instincts and quietly rejected his Masters ambition even if he became used to the power of the Dark Side. Eventually he accepted his path in the Sith and focused on advancement in which he succeeded rising in power until finally with no regrets he killed his master and was elevated to the rank of Sith Master, at a very young age. He has instructed a few apprentices but not for very long, eventually he finally attained the title of Lord (but kept his name).

Ever since he has tried to use his position for good no matter how hard or risky it might be but every minute he holds his position is another he loses more of himself and falls ever closer to the cliff edge. One such occasion of losing control was with another Sith whom he had become intimately close with, Jaden Garnant, a man much like himself who disliked the Sith Order. On a mission to destroy a Republic base Jaden was killed by a lucky shot from on unlucky trooper, Erenas massacred everyone in his path destroying the base and it's inhabitants whether they be soldier or civilian.

Force User: Yes

Rank in Order: Sith Lord

Skills:
Excellent duelist, strategic mind, naturally gifted in use of the Force and knows the droid language from his time on Alderaan.

Equipment:

-A set of light armour underneath his robes.
-A small pistol hidden
-A single-bladed lightsaber

Force Power: 8

Force Mastery: 7

Combat Prowess: 10

Strategy: 7

Fame: 2

Wealth and Influence: 5

Force Applications:

Signature Force Ability: Mind Trick
Force Abilites:

- Force Choke
-Force Lighting
-Force Leap
-Force Push/Pull
-Force Speed
-Mind Trick
-Force listening
-Force Stealth
-Battle Precognition
-Force Sight
-Combustion
-Ionise
-Force Deflection
-Force Destruction
-Telekinesis
-Force Stun
-Force Orbitz
-Force Wave
-Protection Bubble
-Force Barrier
-Saber Throw


Lightsaber Appearance:

latest

Kyber Crystal Color: Red but still keeps original blue
Practised Forms: Forms 1 through 6

Extra: Owns the warship Deaths Visage
 
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Descriptors
Name: Xalek [zAy-lek] Haythem
Nickname: X, Xal
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Sexuality: Bicurious

Appearance:
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Height: 5'10"
Weight: 138 lbs.
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown

Attire:
(combine the two pictures to get a full idea; and, no, the cybernetics are not a part of the attire)
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Affiliation: Independent; tends to side more with the Jedi and Republic
Alignment: Neutral Good
Residence{*}: Can be found mainly on Garel


Persona

Personality: The embodiment of the Light Side, Xalek differs moderately from his older sibling, Orion. While Orion confines to using his emotion(s) as a power source--the fuel to his strength in the Force, including his high midi-chlorian count--Xalek however seeks peace and tranquility. Much like a Jedi, Xalek prefers to keep his head clear of emotional values and opinions, going about dilemmas in a more logical way. Unlike the Jedi though, X does believe in having intimate feelings for a person, as it keeps yourself balanced. Also in contrast to his brother, Xalek has affiliation with more Jedi abilities, while Orion utilizes Sith techniques. Both brothers, however, are not bound to one side of the Force; they use both sides as weapons and necessary tools for completing tasks.
Biography: Born six years after Orion, Xalek was the second offspring to immensely rich and powerful parents. Despite popular myths, the Haythem family tree does not have connections to past Force users at all. In fact, Orion and Xalek are the first to have a connection to the Force, surprisingly enough. When it was discovered that Orion could use the Force, his parents had asked for the help of a Jedi, who was coincidentally a family friend. Under their teaching, Orion had grasped his first take on the Force. Not too far away, however, was an infamous crime lord who had received news of a force sensitive on 'his' planet. Upset, and angry, the crime lord ordered for the Haythem family to be slaughtered. Xalek hid in a panic room, while he listened to his parents be brutally murdered. It was a blessing that Xalek even survived the great fire that purged his family heirlooms and treasures.


After his parents' death, Orion fled to the Sith Empire, where his training went on extensively, and in the meantime, Xalek was adopted by the Jedi family friend for a brief time. Of course, Xalek remained on Garel, where his home was rebuilt to the exact way it was before the fire, and he had inherited the wealth and fame that came with it. Years later though, Xalek was by his lonesome. His adoptive Jedi parent was slain in a battle and he had no idea of where his brother was, or at least for a short time. Orion's return to Garel was a miracle and a worldwide cheer. Out of maturity, Xalek placed the Haythem fortune in Orion's name, still retaining some of it though, and together, the brothers would continue to dominate the nearby systems, with little violence erupting.
Force User: Yes
Rank in Order: Technically, he is the Apprentice to his older brother, Orion, but they don't refer to each other by their titles (ranks)
Skills: Xalek is capable of understanding the droid language, he is gifted at understanding other foreign languages, and has a better grip on how to master the Force (unlike his brother)
Equipment: A single lightsaber, a holocommunicator, his robes, and three medpacs (in case of emergencies)
Power Scale [scale of 0 - 10: 10 being highest, 0 being lowest]

Force Power: 4

Force Mastery: 9

Combat Prowess: 6

Strategy: 6

Fame: 5.5

Wealth and Influence: 5
Force Applications
Signature Force Ability: Telekinetic Wave - Telekinetic Wave is the ability to summon a pure wave of telekinetic energy and send it hurtling towards an opponent, dealing kinetic damage to the foe.
Force Abilities:
- Telekinesis

- Force Pull/Push

- Force Wave


- Force Stun

- Telekinetic Wave

- Forcequake


- Force Heal

- Force Jump


- Force Leap

- Droid Ionize

- Force Barrier

- Mind Trick

- Force Speed

- Meditation


- Mind Crush

- Force Shield


Lightsaber Appearance:
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Kyber Crystal Color: Yellow
Practiced Forms: - Form 1 - Shii-Cho, Form 2 - Makashi, Form 3 - Soresu, Form 7 - Juyo / Vaapad


Other
Extra:
~ He is the brother to Orion Haythem
~ He is the heir to the Haythem rule, in the case/event of his brother's demise
 
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Descriptors
Name:
Ashley Winter
Nickname{*}: Ash(Nickname), Snowflake(the thing drunk guys say to hit on her), Frost(Callsign)
Age: 29
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Sexuality{*}: Heterosexual
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Height:
5'8
Weight: 168 lbs
Eye Color: Pale Ice Blue
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Attire: upload_2017-10-18_16-50-40.png
(The coloration of the armor is white where the blue would be, and black where the orange is.)
Affiliation: Highest bidder, tends to lean more toward the Sith
Alignment{*}: (Chaotic Neutral)
Residence{*}: Her starship, Rose and Bone, does dock on other planets to refuel and restock.
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Persona

Personality: Ashley is at first, very distant, not much for social interaction beyond what needs to be discussed, or how much she is being paid to do warrants. She says what comes to mind, not caring how hurtful it may come off as, so long as it is what she means. She has a hard time warming up and trusting people, such is her nature as a bounty hunter, but when she does she really opens up. She is more willing to speak beyond necessity, and may even smile or crack jokes it your lucky.
Biography: Ashley was born on Courasant, living with a middle-class family. At a young age her father was killed by a mugger outside of a bar, and she was left alone with her mother. When she was able, just so that her mother could pay bills and survive, Ashley was sent off to a Sith Academy. She had trained for several years, eventually she had been commissioned as a Sith Solider. She worked her way up the ranks until she hit a point where she wasn't doing much anymore. Being an officer was not the life for her, no matter how easy it was. So she resigned, and took up the mantle of a bounty hunter. She took up jobs for the Sith that would otherwise not do to save their reputation. She also took jobs from the Republic, if the price was right, and to hide her bias toward her old alliance.
Force User: N
Rank in Order: Bounty Hunter
Skills: She is an accurate shot blaster pistols, some rifles, and sniper rifles. She has attained good mastery in swordsmanship with her vibrosword, and has even gone toe to toe with a Jedi and didn't die(she didn't win either so...) She is a good enough pilot to get the job done, though knows nothing special. Proficient in stealth, and has a sort of way with words.
Equipment: Her standard battle armor. She carries a modified DC-17 blaster pistol, a vibrosword, and a modified DC-15x. She has a special wrist-mounted device on her right(off-hand) arm that fires compressed air to send some opponents flying, or merely stumble them, giving the sense she can use the Force, when in actuality she can't.
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Power Scale [scale of 0 - 10: 10 being highest, 0 being lowest]

Force Power: 0

Force Mastery: 0

Combat Prowess: 7

Strategy: 8

Fame: 6

Wealth and Influence: 4, 6

Other
Extra{*}:
Is the owner of her ship, Rose and Bone. Her left arm is prosthetic due to being caught in an explosion and losing all mobility with it.
 
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ALL AING-TII LOOK THE SAME

  • Nickname{*}: Rakar
    Age: 22
    Gender: M
    Species: Aing-Tii
    Sexuality{*}: Hetero
    Height: 2.1 meters, 6'8 inches.
    Weight: 223 lbs.
    Eye Color: All black.
    Hair Color: No hair.
    Attire: Nothing but his scales/plates of bone on the exterior of his body.
    Affiliation: Who or whatever pays the most.
    Alignment{*}: True Neutral
    Residence{*}: He lives on his own ship,
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    This is what a traditional Aing-Tii ship looks like. It's about the size of a transport ship, and can move instantaneously through the Force and advanced technology. It is also very fast, maneuverable, and can cloak itself to the point where nothing can pick up on it.
 
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Descriptors

Name:
(Doesn't Know his Birthname)
Nickname{*}: Soke
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species: Zabrak
Sexuality{*}: Bisexual/Heterosexual
Appearance:
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Height:
6'
Weight: 185
Eye Color: Grey/Blue
Hair Color: Bald/Horned
Attire: Standard Council Jedi attire with a touch of armor around his lower arms. (See Above photo)
Affiliation: Jedi Council/Republic
Alignment{*}: Chaotic Neutral
Residence{*}: Grounded on Coruscant

Persona
Personality:
Only knowing life since the age of five and unaware of his birth name, only the name given to him by the Jedi when they learned he hadn't one. Soke is a confused young man with a tendency to lose focus and act brash, unthinking at times especially when provoked beyond his limit of control and focus. Especially so when his previous master was believed dead and betrayed the order while leaving Soke in the dark about it all. A sense of feeling abandoned and since punished, limited for reasons he doesn't understand nor accepts. Due to this he's grounded until the council decides what to do with him or a master to resume his training and take a chance on him. Meanwhile he grows frustrated and spends much of his time training and becoming isolated. He tries to behave and follow his masters teachings, but life's growing frustrations and obstacles have presented a challenge.

He's since come to question the Jedi code and contemplate the path of a grey Jedi. Believing his masters teaching of passion and standing for what they or you believe was a great path, no matter it's end. Soke after his masters death, though confused has taken that belief and seeing perhaps its meaning. Though he is clouded of mind currently.
Biography:
Originally born on Iridonia, the young zabrak jedi was captured from birth and raised within slaver camps and sold once he was old enough to talk and walk, while performing manual labor for his superiors. It wasn't until being discovered as a force sensitive that he was eventually freed and brought to the Jedi temple for training. Finding success overtime if struggling to control his inner lack of focus and control constantly at war within himself in order to overcome his personal struggles.

Being seen as a work in progress, he was trained for service as a Jedi guardian, turned down the path when his skill set was showing promise with a lightsaber and combat, while being more adept with force enhancing abilities that played well into his style of combat. It wasn't until a serious and more focus challenging training method in hopes of calming the young Jedi and better his control as well as focus that he learned to expand his Force powers into other areas and improve his knowledge in the force.

After the sudden disappearance and believed death of his master. Soke has become confused, feeling abandoned and now growing frustrated by his grounded and punishing like treatment from the council. They seemed to be suspicious of his motives or perhaps saw him a threat to follow his masters path of betrayal. Awaiting a new path and allowance to serve the order again and continue his training, path as a Jedi.

He's continued training alone, trying to focus and control himself and channel his energy in more productive ways instead of the destructive, chaotic ones he has been guilty of during his journey as a Jedi. Nearly an adult male, Soke remains a padawan apprentice with desires to become a great Jedi and skilled duelist.
Force User: Y
Rank in Order: Padawan/Apprentice
Skills: Natural duelist/Lightsaber combatant, Bilingual, Athletically gifted
Equipment: Standard Robes, armor around the arms, Communicator, Single lightsaber, Survival Kit.

Power Levels:
Force Power: 8

Force Mastery: 6

Combat Prowess: 9

Strategy: 5

Wealth/Fame: 2

Force Applications{*}
Signature Force Ability: Force Body
Force Abilities:
Center of Being

Force Jump

Force Leap

Force Speed

Force Push/Pull

Force Stun

Force Sense

Force Flash

Saber Barrier

Lightsaber Appearance:
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Kyber Crystal Color:

Blue- (Current)
Practiced Forms:
Form I: Shi-Cho
Form IV: Ataru

Other
Extra{*}:
Soke' aims to learn Battle Meditation believing it will aid his focus and bring him more balance within the force. Allowing better control and greater knowledge in the force.

Soke' doesn't have a great history with relationships. Usually something goes wrong and it ends poorly or he just feels isolated and needs more work socially to improve relations with others. Part of his struggles to find his way in life.

A hard worker with a high energy level, almost relentless at times. Soke is the type of young Jedi in need of greater focus and control over his past issues and tendencies to act brash rather then slow down and use more strategy. Often hindering his raw potential as a Jedi.
 

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