SithAcolyte

"Thank you Master.I do not wish to be alone anymore, for too long had I wondered alone in the darkness." He smiles back at Mes" If I can be of aide in anyway let me know. I will be your faithful shadow until then." He bows respectfully and turns to Kirlocca" I am Rannn Raynar, it is a pleasure to meet you."

........(a slip of any man's tongue could lead to the death of all of us. ) The words of Mes echoed in Ranns mind suddenly filling him with a huge sense of burden. He would not betray those who had saved him but the words filled him with a grave sense of danger. What could be happening that was of so much concern? Itd been a long time since he had been around jedi and his force powers were meager. He proclaimed his dedication to the jedi order and stayed close to Mes not wanting to leave his saviours presence after hearing his forboding words. Heeding Mes words he searched inside himself for the truth behind his answer. But he had spent too long pondering, too long resting he wanted to be up and about. He tried not to get in Mes's way as he spoke to a Wookie Jedi named Kirlocca about finding other jedi.

"oh, sorry" Darla said startled" I was just a little worried. It's fascinating to watch the two of you.... My name Darla Sar, I came here to train as a jedi. The two of you are jedi, arent you? I was hoping to find a master to train me, could you help me out in any way?" Weedo beeped excitedly next to her, the chirpy little droid was her only companion that had stuck around over the years.

Darla saw two men fighting with sticks. Had come to the right place?Why were thay fighting? Must be some sort of practice. She motioned Weedo to move back as she did herself, not wanting to interrupt. The twirling sticks had her mesmerized, she could not take her eyes off them. It filled her with a feling of power watching the two parry each others blows.One of the men fell to the ground, maybe this wasnt a practice?! She pulled out her blaster just in case and ran over to the fallen man. "Are you alright?" she asked with concern on her face. She couldnt help but feel concious of the other man staring at her as she waited for the downed man to answer. Perhaps drawing her blaster was a bad idea. She held it low trying not to be threatening, but griped it tightly should she need it. ((OOC))- Darla has no intention of firing upon a jedi, she is just scared and doesnt really no whats going on.

Darla kept an old comm that her deceased jedi friend Zane had given her a long time ago.It had been dead a long time, Darla asumed that the jedi had either given up on Zane returning to the order or that they had heard of his demise and deemed the comm obsolete. Maybe her friend had known his death was imminent and had given her the comm as a link to the jedi. She wasnt sure if she had wanted to train as a jedi all that time ago. But now her heart was set on it. To her surprise as she left the last call the comm had begun to beep. She turned it on to discover a message that all the jedi were meeting up on Dagobah. This was her chance! The Galaxy worked in unusual ways indeed. She emediately flew her Z-95 headhunter to Dagobah. She descended through the atmostphere, using her instincts to guide her. Surely enough she found a mass of ships. She landed her craft and exited, accompanied by her droid Weedo.The two walked across the marshy ground towards what must have been the jedis base of operations. She waitd outside, somhow feeling that she had intruded on a message she shouldnt have heard.Zane wouldnt have given her a comm if he didnt think she had the abilities to become a jedi, would he? Her mysterious friend must have for seen this, to honour his memory she entered the jedi base...

What had happened? Rann was unsure. But his body was healed...Hed been sleeping for what seemed like days. When he awoke he felt better than he could ever remeber feeling. Now he knew hed come to the right place, whoever had healed him must be a powerful jedi. As the force flowed though his body he could feel the darkness receade from his mind. Something big was happening and he had arrived just in time. Many jedi were coming to this place. He got up from the bed where he been lain and joined them. "Thank you for saving my life." He said bowing before the jedi."My name is Rann Raynar. I was to become a jedi once but I left my master in pursuit of darker powers. My mind and soul were nearly destroyed by the darkness I pursued. It gave me no power, only sucked away at my energy. I wish to redeem myself and become a jedi as my ancestors long ago were. I will be a willing apprentice to an master who will take me on and a faithful servant to the light side of the force." He stops and then looks around the room. "Which one of you saved me from the grasp of death? I wish to thank you, I am forever in your debt." He finally felt like himself again, no more tahn that...He felt like anew person all together, reborn through the force.

Rann felt his body being lifted, he could not focus through the pain. He heard the voice of a man talking. A jedi? Could it be that he had finally found them? The darkness in his heart began to melt, hope had returned... or was it hope that had given him the strength to get here? He no longer had his sword, but he realised that he would no longer need it. The ways of the sith would no longer be part of his life. "Thank You!" Rann craoked to the stranger" I am forever in your debt." With that he surrendered himself to the jedis care. I anyone could save his broken body and dying soul it would be the jedi. OOC- Thank you!!!

Rann lays at the jedis' feet bleeding from is festering wounds, exuastion steals his mind and darkness devours his soul... ((OOC))- Can someone please help my character, he's been woundering on Dagobah for a week and hes in a bad shape, if someone doesnt help him hes going to die

OOC: Where can i find a jedi master?

After a week of wondering through the swamps, Rann finally stumbled upon a building. A jedi base- this must be where he was sensing such a strong prescene in the force. Rann enter the base, dropped his sword, then fell to the ground filthy and wounded. "help me !" he gasped to the unfamiliar faces before. Exhausted by his trials Rann lost consciousness, hoping the jedi would show him some kindness.

CHARACTER SHEET Real Name: Darla Sar Nickname: Dar Age: 18 Species: Human Height: 5'8" Weight: 136lbs Hair: brown Eyes: brownish green Sex: Female Appearence:Slim, well toned arms,Tattoo of a black dragon on left bicep.Scar on her stomach from being stabbed in a bar brawl. Blaster burn on right arm. Homeworld: Coruscant Alignment: Chaotic Neutral Clothing: Black jumpsuit, black vest and grey pants underneath. Black leather boots. Weapon:Heavy Blaster rifle, dagger, Lightsaber(violet blade) Force User Inventory: Heavy blaster rifle, blaster pistol, medi pack, rations,comlink,dagger, Lightsaber Posessions: Z-95 Headhunter;Shadow hunter(has a black dragon painted on the side), Astromech Droid W1-D0( called Weedo) Since I originally created Darla she has gone through so many changes and evolved in so many ways. Because she has died and been cloned I decided to fill out a new character sheet to reflect this new Darla. DARLA II Real Name: Darla Age: late 20's Species: Human Height: 5'8" Weight: 128lbs Hair: Dark brown, long and straight. Eyes: Speckled green Sex: Female Appearance: Slim, toned, lean, her left arm in mechanical from the elbow down. Home world: Coruscant Alignment: Chaotic good Clothing: Black fitted jumpsuit, floor length dark fur coat. Weapon: Adjustable Lightsaber with dual gems(Blue blade, adjusts to a violet one) Mechanical arm that offers enhanced strength with-out any force aid and also has plasma emiters on the finger tips. Force User Inventory: Possessions: Lightsaber, clothing, Space Yacht, Personal Droid. Force Side: Neutral, Darla has learnt to use both Dark Side and Lightside Powers. Trained by: Tares Vortex , Tarrian Skywalker, Raynuk Montar, Skye Organa Trained who: Darla trained Nivana Oren, she is Darla's first apprentice and only apprentice, although she has helped with the training of other Padawans. Current Affiliation: Rebel Alliance Current Rank: Darla has been Lorded as a Sith and trained as a Jedi, however she was never knighted. Her current rank has often been defined as Sith Lord, but Darla has destroyed her Sith saber and vowed to have nothing more to do with the Sith. After this Darla was finally knighted as a Jedi although she has found this label hard to live within and has returned to what can only be described as a rouge for user. Friends: Skye Organa, Alora, Kakuto Ryu, Fynn Relmis, Tares Vortex, Darex Travelian, Nivana Oren, Shy-Ree, Sirvani, Raynuk Montar, Morgana Athena Chi-En, Raitaro, Seraphim. Enemies: Darla seems to have many enemies who have come and gone over the years most notably Vladimir Faust and Kakuto Ryu, who could be considered her nemesis eternally plaguing her mind. Her thoughts upon him fluctuate between violent hatred and love. AIMEE (Darla's droid) Real Name: RRV-00 Serial 000-00-201 Nickname: Aimee Age: newly created Species: Droid Height: 5' 6”

Rann wonderd the Dagobah swamps for days. He lived on small creatures, slain by his sword. He drunk the putrid water, his mind slowly slipping away from him. The call of darkness beckoned to him but he did not fall. How easy it would be to give in. With the darkside as his ally he could surely survive. But he wanted to become a jedi, recieve the training that he knew would help him to hold his fragile mind together and help him to overcome his fears. After days Rann himself felt like an animal, like he belonged in these dark swamps. Once again he stretched out with his mind, hoping another jedi would hear him. My heart is heavy and my mind is weak. Please hear my plea At the very edges of his perception he could sense others strong in the force. however his untrained mind was unable to lock onto them. he desperately hoped that someone had seen his ship crash or that someone nearby would feel his presence in the force. The world was completly alien to all his senses. Fear clenched his heart, fear that he world die in these wretched swamps and all his struggle would be in vain.

A ship enters the system, it's old, a design no longer used. It appears to be a smugglers ship. But where would it come from and why? It slowly descends into the planets atmostphere. It's ancient hull rattling from the strain. The turbulence becomes too much for the craft and its engines begin to rumble like an angry rancor. Flame suddenly bursts from its injured side. To anyone who looks up to the skys it looks like a falling star. The redundent vessel accelerates to a dangerous speed, plummeting to Dagobahs' surface. It crashes into a swamp in an eruption of filthy water and smoke. The sludge suffocates the flames, the smoking hull of the ship sinks under....All becomes still again as the water settles. A hand reaches up out the water. someone survived the crash. The rest ot the body follows gulping air, coughing, desperately trying not to drown.Anyone watching identifies the survivour as a human male.He lets out an earslitting cry. The scene is like a birth, the rebirth of a jedi from the murky suffocation of the swamps' womb. He struggles to the shore and lays there panting on the moss covered ground. A sight for saw eyes. He's dripping with thick dark swamp sludge, crimson blood trickles from a head wound covering his face,his long hair hangs down thick with mud. His bearded face is obscured with blood an mud, except for his eyes- deep blue and piercing they betray the truth behind his black heart. He struggles to his feet ,then with the last of his strength he calls the force to him. Undisciplined but fuelled by a slowly cooling rage he reaches out into the swamp. The water gurgles then an object rises from its depths. A sword, a sith sword. Rann clenches it in his hands, fearing the worst. He would have left the retched artifact with his ship at the bottom of the swamp, but he needs it to protect himself from this strange world. As he ventures into the unkown he opens his mind to the force hoping someone will hear his plea. He came here because he felt a strong presence in the force, he hoped whoever it eminated from would be able to help him. With his mind he speaks to any who may hear" My name is Rann raynar, I was a student of the force but I have fallen to darkness. I seek redemption, i wish to finish my training and become a jedi- Please help me!" Like a frightened animal he wonders the jungles of Dagobah, praying his feeble force powers are enough to project his message to any other jedi nearby.

CHARACTER SHEET Real Name: Rann Raynar Nickname: Rann Age:20 Species: human Height: 5'10" Weight: 160lbs Hair: Dark brown Eyes: ice blue Sex: male Homeworld: Ord Mantell Alignment: Neutral Clothing: sleevless shirt,shoulder pads from old sith armour,wrist bandages,leather trousers,bandage boots, long dark cloak Weapon: lightsaber(flame/orange blade) *on loan Force User Inventory: Sword with cortosis weave and two silver Naboo blasters(given to him by Mes Tisserand) Posessions: Lost his ship in the swamps of Dagobah.