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GWYNDION CYSGODOL'S CHARACTER SHEET
Identity
Real Name: Gwyndion Cysgodol
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Homeworld: Onderon
Species: Ashoriath
Physical Description
Age: 235
Length: 2.75 meters
Height: 2 meters
Weight: 560 pounds
Carapace: Black with red patterning
Eyes: Red
Sex: Male
Equipment
Clothing or Armor: It’s a giant spider
Weapon: Venomous stinger, venomous bite, webbing
Common Inventory: Enslaved thralls who carry things like commlinks and datapads.
Faction Information
Force User
Alignment: Dark
Current Faction Affiliation: Sith
Current Faction Rank: Lord
History
Force Side: Dark
Trained by: Darth Cysion
Trained who: None yet
Known Skills: Biomancy, Oneiromancy
Background: Gwyndion Cysgodol is one of the many Ashoriath sorcerers that seeks to expand his power through the teachings of the Sith, in particular the Krath. He was initially drawn to biomancy as a means to augment his thralls, and has since expanded his focus to include oneiromancy to capitalize on the inherent fear prey species feel towards arachnids.
Ship Registration
Name: None yet, uses chartered flights.
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Onderon
in The Galaxy
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Onderon, the new jewel of the Sith Empire. Or at least the newly reacquired and subsequently heavily polished jewel of the Sith Empire. Its history with the Dark Side ran deep, as the many Sith ruins on the world proved. Now a new Dark Lord has built a shiny new Dark Tower that surely wasn’t going to eventually join all of the other rotting edifices to ego that dotted the landscape in moldering dereliction. It was arrogant and wasteful hubris to try and explain true greatness to one’s inferiors, their definitive limited mental capacity was part of why they were inferior. The only worthy judge of an apex predator was the predator, the only hallmark of worthiness success.
Gwyndion could manipulate the fundamental fabric of the universe like it was a beggar desperate for drug money. No statue or monument could ever rival experiencing that level of existence. Why care about how slaves would remember you?
Gwyndion’s eldritch works had advanced to a point where he required a knowledgeable assistant, someone with enough understanding of the basic theories and formulas to perform related tasks at a level resembling competence. That was why he had come to Onderon, in hopes of finding a tolerable underling that could assist in a greater capacity than his thralls. They certainly had their uses, but usually it only took one heated outburst from their master to reduce their chemically bound minds to a state of lamentation bordering on suicide. Thrall turnover was a consistently high statistic.
Soon, however, the Sith would deliver an answer. Or a meal, if the candidate was found lacking. And there were so many ways to fail...