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[Charon]

Name: Artemis Lonestar

Age: 50

Race: Human

Height: 6'

Weight: 190 lbs

Hair: Brown with traces of grey

Eyes: Grey

Sex: Male

Force user: Yes, trained in the basics by Count Shadowlord

Inventory: Cane with a hidden cortosis weave sword inside the cane. Two hide-away slug throwers, one with armor piercing rounds, the other with explosive rounds. several cortosis weave daggers laced with the poison of the black rose. One Lamba shuttle.

[Guest]

first character, and i read the rules. But feel free to slap me and tell me if anything needs to be changed or altered, cheers

 

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Real Name: Sentar D'ko

Nickname: Fixer'

Age: 25

Species: Zabrak

Height: 6'7

Weight: 12 Stone. (Forgive me, i'm british.)

Hair: Bald

Eyes: Blue

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Spacer, born in Orbit over Nar Shadda

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Clothing: He wears simple clothes, a white vest with a black pilots jacket over the top. A leather belt around his waste that houses most of his equipment. On occasion he sports a basic armor plate on his torso. His legs are covered with a pair of dark jeans tucked into heavy work boots. He wears simple armor plates on his shins due to constant knocks and hits in his work shop.0

Weapon: Numerous weapons, a long Rodian made dagger tucked into his left boot, an Inherited A280 blaster rifle slung over his back with a leather strap that circles his form. He also, on occasion carries a scatter blaster on a holster attached to his hip.

Force: He's force sensative, but completely untrained.

Inventory: The character carries a number of items.

- A hydro spanner tucked into his belt

- Fusioncutter

- 2 datapads

- A number of batteries, and spare gears

- Small repair kid (Tucked into belt also.)

 

Possessions:

Ship; a standard issue YT-1760 recently acquired. Yet to be modified (Due to rules )

Droid; He owns a beat up general assistance bi-pedal droid, it is not fully functional and is damaged heavily from a number of blaster bolts striking it. Its currently locked in the storage bay of his craft.

 

History: (shortened for easier read.)

 

 

Amidst the hum and rattle of the beat up freighter came the cries of the captains son, young body was born as the ship passed over its 'legit' trading point on nar shadda. He was taken through to the med bay's cot for his first few hours.

 

The young boy grew up under his mother instruction, working in engineering. The ship was old and beat up, but holding together. She let the young boy help where ever it was safe too, screwing in bolts, carrying messages around. He was too young to do any major engineering work, but he watched with a keen eye for his younger years, absorbing everything the people around him did, his aspired to work with his parents on the ship, little did he know that it wasn't exactly going to go as he had planned.

 

As he got older he began to do more important work, learning entirely on the job. His natural talents showed through as by the age of 13 he was helping the crew with repairing vital systems, life support, and even the hyper drive. He had gained the faith of the crew and his parents, however he ahd began tinkering with other equipment turing his free time. Including the ships weapon systems, computers or whatever he could get his hands on, and while these were usually good upgrades, it began to create tension that he was tampering with parts of the ship outside of his speciality, and without permission.

 

At the age of 18 everything changed for the worse, as the ship was approaching nar shadda it was attacked by a number of small craft. Bounty hunters due to some rather shady trading from the crew. The ship was boarded quickly, and Sentar was awoken to the sound of blaster fire that rattled down the empty durasteel halls. He grabbed the dagger he kept on his desk and bolted out, sprinting down the halls until he got to his parents room. He swiftly opened the door to find a rather small human with a smoking blaster over the body of the ships captain, his father. He dived forward and jabbed the dagger into the humans spine, kickiing him into the wall quickly. He knelt down to check his fathers pulse, there was none.

 

He growled lightly, smashing the weapons cabinet lock and drawing the old A280, aswell as the only ammo cartridge there, hung on a hook. He fiddled with it slightly, having no real idea how to load or infact use the weapon. He clumsilly shoved the ammo cartridge in just in time for an unexpecting trandoshan stepped through, expecting to find his human associate. Sentar panicked and just pulled the trigger, letting out a rather weak display of accuracy but luckily striking the large being in the chest, sending him hurling back into the wall with heavy thud. He locked the door quickly and ran over to his fathers bed side console.

 

Fingers darted over the screen and looked over the display, finally finding the life signs detection systems. There were more than he would like to admit that were on board, very few of them likely to be the ships original crew. He sighed again before taking a deep breath, he looked to his father and grasped the sheet from the bed, putting it over the body before shooting the console screen to make sure none of the attackers could access the ships systems directly. He walked over to the door, took a deep breath and stepped out. He had to make his way to engineering where he was in his element.

 

The ship wasn't huge, but it had multiple smaller passages made for the droids to get to systems. He gumbled, the large form only just managing to squeeze in. He walked down them, passing under a few of the attackers who were still scowering for valubles or surviving crew members a few times before finally arriving at engineering and popping up silently from a floor grate. He froze as he saw two rodians fiddling with the hyperdrive system console, arguing as to what they were doing. He looked down at the blaster to check the ammo. There was some left, but why waste it, hell he wanted these goons to suffer as much as possible. He slowly placed the blaster down and looked about, seeing a number of tools not to far from him on the floor. He got out quitly and leant over to grasp the hydrospanner and Fusion cutter. He placed the spanner in is belt and slowly walked up behind them. He was a big guy.. not really meant for stealth. One of them turned around before receiving the burning fusion cutter delivered directly to the face in a panicked slash like motion. He looked to the other who quickly tried to reach for his blaster. He dropped the cutter and jumped at him, slamming the smaller rodian powerfully into the console behind him, shattering the screen and knocking the rodian out.

 

He frowned and dropped the knocked out form to the floor. He made his way over to a huge console at the back of the ship which connected its engines to fuel and power lines, this was his element. He began slipping through the systems and unlocked the panels below him, he knelt down and drew the hydrospanner before getting to work. He removed a few of the power cables and plugged them back into the opposite slots, next he altered the path of the fuel line and flipped off the safety cap on the end of the line, a ship built time bomb! He stood back up, and flicked the switch to re-energise the rear engines and the fuel began to pump, slowly building up the pressure. He withdrew a small datapad from the stack next to the console, knelt down and once again uplugged one of the power cables, leaving it hanging inside the cabinet.

 

He quickly checked the life signs again before running out of engineering after grabbing his blaster. He knew where he was going now. He spun around the corner and managed to avoid afew shots from the far end of the hall. He slid into one of the escape pods and slammed his fist into the launch button. He then flipped a few button on the datapad, sending a signal to the engine to send current down the loose wire. A spark shot from the wire into the small pool of the flmmable liquid that had leaked from the over-pressured fuel line, causing it to quickly ignite. The next trickle of fuel caught fire aswell, sending the ignited fluid directly into the line and causing a rather dramatic explosion on the port side of the craft, sending the entire vessel up in flames as the escape pod plummeted down and landed heavily ontop of a nar shadda building.

 

He dropped out and quickly fled before anybody appeared from inside. He vanished for a number of years into the under-ground of the planet, avoiding falling into the petty crime many would in the same situation. He made use of his talents, repairing ships and upgrading droids and weapons for anyone who asked. He learn much uch more than he had previously, including droid repair and computer work. He took a number of beatings in underground bars, such as where he received a heavy gash across his eye with a fusion cutter, calling for him to painstakingly mount a cybernetic replacement to his own face.

 

He stayed un-aligned for the most part, working for crime lords but never in long periods, doing basic work like repairs and upgrades which were considered tough for others to do for the same prices he did them at. He slowly earned enough credits to purchase his 'baby' as it were, his YT-1760, which remained grounded for years, simply working as his home and work space. The ship remained mostly unaltered apart from drivers seat. He also traded training for work at times, learning basic blaster combat, stealth and other useful tips for surviving in the harsh environment he was soon to leave.

 

Other:

 

Cybernetics; (Unless there is a rule against it, I didnt spot one. If so toss me a note about it please.)

He has three cybernetic enhancements, his right eye is a telescopic and scanner replacement after he was struck in the eye with a fusion cutter in a brawl. He has two mechanical fingers on his right hand, the tip of one can flip down to give a lighter.

 

Talents, abilities: The zabrak is a talented mechanic and 'fixer' as it were, having been raised by his family on A ship he was constantly exposed to exploding conduits, malfunctioning engines and other problems, meaning he was forced to help out in some way. His talents were extended into basic droid repair, illegal weapon modifications and creation of rather odd, abstract items.

 

He's a decent shot with his rifle, but lacks skill wise at long range, partly due to lack of experience. His skills lack when it comes to close range with his rifle, however his dagger and pistol help put him above the usual scum of the universe, but still learning. (Character development and all that.)

 

While not up to experienced hackers, he's good with computers, using multiple data pad programs to hack into computer systems, but due to it not being his focus he is phenomenally slower than anyone with a decent set of experience.

 

Weaknesses:

- Somewhat susceptible to credits.

- Tends to snap easily under anger.

- Weak at long range combat

- Is slightly over confident in his mechanical talents, and thus rarely turns down any problems simply to prove himself, even if it would get him into trouble.

 

Personality: Despite the bad points of his upbringing he managed to stay somewhat kind and helpful, unlike most in similar situations who fell to somewhat more evil means to achieve a living. He still has a distaste for honourless criminals and pirates.

[Malin Kyrell]

Updating my character sheet:

 

Real Name: Malin Kyrell

Nickname: The Black Assassin

Age: 25

Species: Human/Sith Undead

Height: 6' 4"

Weight: 185

Hair: Pale blond

Eyes: Blue

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Nephelem

Alignment: Good

Clothing: Black armored jumpsuit, mask with multi-sensory visor.

Weapon: Silenced black handled and bladed lightsaber with UV and blinding flash functions, adjustable length, and density. Ral'tath caelestum. two silenced blasters with scopes, VICE, gas, stun, EMP, concussion, and flash grenades. Concealed knife boots.

Force User

Inventory: A visor/air filter attatched to the mask he always wears and his weapons. Additionally a few dried rations in his utility belt, a small med kit for binding wounds, and a grappling/mag cable with claw for climbing, swinging.

Posessions: A personal ship- Atropos, assorted weapons.

 

Force Side: Light, (Dark, Ral'tath)

Trained by: Tanya

Trained who: Hou-Jo Poleb, Matthis, Afri Wayvern

Current Affiliation: Jedi, Blade Master

Current Rank: Master

 

Biography: Created on the Sith tomb world of Nephelem, Malin was an experiment in Sith alchemy gone wrong. Born between the union a Sith Lord and the reanimated, undead body of a Jedi used in the Sith's experiments, Malin was born halfway between life and the undeath of Sith alchemy. Cursed as a necropath and a living bridge between life and the netherworld of the Force, Malin's senses are skewered around death- watching living beings as a steady stream of cellular decay, smelling the taint of taken life, and a decaying, rotting death touch caused by direct contact. He is unable to touch other living beings without harming them, and even ysalmari have been unable to blunt this wound-in-the-Force-like ability. While he seeks a way around this curse, he has in turn developed no immune system as microbes and viruses die on contact, so the end of his curse would likely cause Kyrell's swift death.

 

The Nephelem Sith cult tore itself apart following a schism between its masters and Malin, still a child of 5 was one of the only survivors. The other survivor of note was another creation with similar and greater powers as Malin, Darth Thanatos, who lead the schism .

 

Fleeing his homeworld, Malin's youth was a binge of madness. Haunted by spirits from the beyond and his innate, death aptitude in the Force, Malin turned towards the natural trade of a paid assassin over the next 10 years. Eventually purging himself of all emotion, he continued his trade, refining his skills, earning the nickname "The Black Assassin" for his attire and stealthy kills.

 

A series of kills turned Malin's life around. The first breaking point came when he was required to kill a rival assassin whom he felt a bond with. Mortally wounded, she died in his arms and with a kiss, her life force taken by Malin's deathtouch. The second was a Jedi, who willingly laid down his life. Feeling emotion for the first time in years, Malin vowed to reform and atone for his sins. Joining the Jedi, he helped stop Darth Thanatos from unleashing a real wound-in-the-Force entity on the galaxy.

 

Since that time, Malin has been a dedicated Jedi and seeker of justice, taking up the duties of a Ral'tath Blademaster. Styling himself as a ninja-Jedi, he does as he pleases, using his death sense and necropathic abilities to hunt down murderers and bring them to justice, or if necessary, bring justice to them with his skills. Quiet and often shy, Malin rarely opens up with others, but will fight to the end for his friends and the Jedi order.

[Gabriel Zion]

This is a character reboot, the Gabriel of old is not this Gabriel.

 

Real Name: Gabriel Zion

Nickname: Alpha

Age: 28

Species: Human

Height: 6' 2"

Weight: 205

Hair: Black, but shaven according to former department regs

Eyes: Blue

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Corva V

Alignment: Good

Clothing: Riot Gear, dress blacks and grays.

Weapons: Belt fed heavy slug thrower, snub nose scatter gun, slugthrower sidearm, grenade pistol, stun, frag, and gas "safe" grenades, breaching charges, stun gauntlents, flash bangs, and a wrist mounted variation of a Stohkli spray stick.

Non Force User

Armor: Heavy specialized riot gear with powered servos, gas mask, full optical suite including thermal and night vision, advanced comms, grip cable, shielded circuitry, self healing smart polymer/metal armor, comm suite, reactive bio-monitoring med response system, tactical command suite, personal shields and focused wrist shield, repulsor belt, and transponder.

Inventory: when off duty, credits, chrono, PDA, personal comm

Posessions: KR-TB "Doomtreader" Ascendant

 

The Wolf Pack(currently testing Dan's squad rules)

Availible: 2/7

 

Name: Breach(active)

Specialty: Electronic invasion and explosives

Specialist Gear: Hacking suite and uplink, breaching charges, torch

 

Name: Trocar(active)

Specialty: Field Medic

Specialist Gear: Advanced medical gear, cauterizer, anti-toxins, injector, sodium pentethol

 

Name: Spook(MIA)

Specialty: Sniper

Specialist Gear: Light recon adaptive camo armor, silenced sniper rifle

 

Name: Slip(Critical Condition)

Specialty: Pilot

Specialist Gear: Starship Security Override

 

Name: Whisper(Critical Condition)

Specialty: Stealth/CQC

Specialist Gear: Light recon adaptive camo armor, silenced slugthrower pistol, Lots of knives(some concealed), Mimic device

 

Name: Raptor(MIA)

Specialty: Jump trooper

Specialty Gear: Jet pack, guided rocket pods, grenade pack, fletchette rifle.

 

Name: Knight(Critical Condition)

Specialty: Heavy Weapons

Specialty Gear: Fusion Blaster, Lance anti-tank missile launcher, Heavy shields

[Guest]

CHARACTER SHEET

Name: Crios

Age: 18

Species: Human

Height:5' 10"

Weight:170

Hair: Black (Shoulder length, kinda stringy)

Eyes: Blue

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Dantooine

Alignment: Neutral

Clothing: Modest black tunic, very fitting and durable.

Weapons: Blastor pistol, Vibro-knife, vibroblade

Force User

Inventory: basic rations and the like

 

Bio: Crios grew up on Dantooine. His family never had a lot of money nor were they overly influential in their communities; simply struggling to make ends meet. He spent his childhood working on the family farm. Although he's never seen battle, he has been hardened by the constant threat of Kath hound attacks. When Crios was 18, he found himself cornered by a particularly large beast while out wondering the endless fields. Knowing he could not run fast enough to escape the imposing animal, Crios could do nothing but wait to become yet another vanquished statistic at the claws of Dantooine's natural predator. With only his fear as a companion, he awaited his untimely end. After a few seconds of shaking, the young boy realized that moment of death did not come. He opened his eyes to the visage of a Kath hound's corpse, crushed by an invisible force (no pun intended).

 

Upon returning to his home, Crios related the mysterious tale to his parents. His parents, after hearing the story, became fearful and panicked. They had never taken kindly to Jedi and whatever stories they heard of the Force were immediately received with trepidation. This trend continued as they proceeded to disown him. Left to his own devices, the young man tried to control his new found ability. Every effort was in vain, leaving what felt like a constant, unquenchable thirst. Crios made several attempts to reconcile with his parents during this brief period but met with no success. Realizing any more attempts would produce more failure, the young man took what money he had to secure transportation of the planet. He now travels the galaxy, bitter towards his parents and unable to trust anyone. He searches for something that can fill the growing void welling within.

[apophenian]

Real Name: Apophenian Mortise

Nickname: Lord”¦and or Amortise

Age: 172

Species: Thisspiasians (Shi'ido)

length: two meters

Hair: black

Eyes: Vibrant icy blue

Sex: male

Homeworld: Lao-mon

Alignment: neutral

Clothing: Rich black and gold robes, woven with the finest spider silk armor available on the market. Much like Oppo his robe covers only the upper half of his being.

Weapon: four service specials (Always within reach. Never seen. Possible in the hidden hands he possess. Two Cortosis blade blastswords.

Non-Force User

Inventory: weapons, robe, survival rations in the form of capsules, a Hush-98 comlink, a grappling hook, a holoprojector, particularly an imagecaster, a holomap, an A99 aquata breather and other specialized equipment.

Posessions: Ship

Speizoc Arms, Xana Exotic Arms, Caelli-Merced Syndicate.

Land holding on his homeworld, and a high rise apartment on Courscant. This apartment is a state of the art complex, that even includes a medical facility, docking pad, and state of the art security system. Four droids. Two Sd-10s for guarding his Courscant apartment, a medical droid, and a housekeeping agent that is as good as housecleaning as it is at killing. A supposed eight three hidden weapons are stored.

 

 

Bio:

 

He is perhaps among the first of his kind to have ever been truly banished. He had begun his life simply enough. As a member of his species, he had decided to have his life goal as that of a historian, as other worlds, civilizations and cultures truly fascinated him. It was one year before he approached adult hood in his species, that things took a rather decided turn.

 

Having traveled to Korriban, he was more interested in the Sith that were ruled over by Sith Lords, than the religious cult that was practiced. During his time, he uncovered something; unnatural, elusive. It consumed him at first. The dream beat taking a hold of what was considered his young mind, and attempting to kill him out right. Yet through youthful naïveté and strength of will, he was able to battle the creature, back in a fight that lasted well over a month.

 

Having emerged victorious, he was never able to truly removed the taint of what it had felt like to best not just a creature but such a powerful creature. Returning to his homeworld, He was accepted in due fashion and was granted the chance to learn about history how ever he deem fit. Leaving his world once more, he began a quiet observation, yet was always plagued with unacceptable thoughts. Over time his focus began to change. The structure and order of the military began to seem like his calling. Reasoning it as a viable way to learn the history of a people, he had served with distinction in numerous militaries. Instead of studying history he was making it.

 

He has had a lifetime of travel in the galaxy. Interesting in trying multiple aspects of it. From being the owner of companies, to land holding, he has tried to dabble in bits in pieces, to truly see what the galaxy as to offer. Above all else, he routinely signs up for military service. From the Chiss ascendency to being an Imperial up to Imperial Royal Guard, he enjoys military service and the advancements that seem to come about through it.

 

Above all else, he sees on particular species as his antagonism Hutts. To him they are everything he is not. They are the opposite to his being, and in that opponents to his heartfelt beliefs. While he valued Justice, they valued Crime. While they put a price on life, he was willing to put a price on death. In some ways they were similar, as it took almost as long for either species to leave a useless childhood. Yet while he was fully competent as a child, Hutts were drooling idiots. As if to compensate for that head start in mental abilities, he could only live half as long. Equally deceptive, they could regenerate while he could shift. The parallels and potential connections between his own species and that off the Hutts, has grown to the point, that he in general despises the creatures with a passion. Seeing them a blight upon the galaxy.

 

In an attempt to understand his supposed enemy better, when not enamored with military service, the idea of controlling and killing others still runs rampant in his mind. In some lifetimes he was once an assassin. Now at the head of a vast criminal empire, he had few enemies in the criminal underground, and even held a modicum of respect from law enforcement officers. He never goes anywhere unarmed, learning how to hold blaster pistols inside of his body. When he moves them, some say he looks like he dropped a few pounds. In actually he makes sure those pounds are there, for the extra storage capacity.

 

He is a man of justice in a sense. Of morals, and puts the value on the taking of life, not of the keeping it. A military man in most sense, he truly values the idea of organization and of order. Most notable is his healing abilities he gains from cybernetic implants. Based on nanotechnology, it is not a chip persay, as a specially crafted protein that his body has over time been slightly modified to make, that allows for his regenerative processes. Unlike a Hutt that would take a Centry to grow back a limb, he can recover from minor injuries in a matter of minutes, grow back limbs in a matter of days.

[Silas]

Updated as of 4/8/09:

 

CHARACTER SHEET

JACEN ONND'S ALIAS (CURRENTLY BEING USED)

Real Name: Vesper Stubernic

Nickname: None

Known Aliases: None

Age: 31

Species: Human

Height: 6'

Weight: 190 lbs

Hair: Jet Black

Eyes: Green

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Corellia

Alignment: Politically Chaotic

Clothing: The finest business suits money can buy

Weapons: Bodyguards and a very well concealed gun made of pure gold given to him by Smash Daisaku

Force User: Non-Force User

Inventory: Weapon and ID

Posessions: Rather large banks accounts, a seat on the Galactic Senate

 

CHARACTER SHEET ((NPC))

Real Name: Bryan Bale

Nickname: Agent 003

Age: 35

Species: Human

Height: 6' 3''

Weight: 200 lbs

Hair: Blonde Crew Cut

Eyes: Blue

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Coruscant

Alignment: Politically Chaotic

Occupation: Agent/Security for Vesper Stubernic

Clothing: Casual Business Suit

Weapons: 2 blaster pistols, small concealed vibroblade, small stun baton

Force User: Non-Force User

Inventory: Weapons, Comlink

Posessions: None

 

CHARACTER SHEET ((NPC))

Real Name: Kelsi Dawes

Nickname: None

Age: 24

Species: Human

Height: 5' 7"

Weight: 110 lbs

Hair: Long brown hair pulled back into a professional looking ponytail

Eyes: Green

Sex: Female

Homeworld: Coruscant

Alignment: Politically Chaotic

Occupation: Secretary for Vesper Stubernic

Clothing: Woman's Dress Suit

Weapons: Hold out blaster stored in desk

Force User: Non-Force User

Inventory: ID, Comlink

Posessions: None

 

CHARACTER SHEET ((NPC))

Real Name: Lee Cho Pang

Nickname: Dr. Pang

Age: 47

Species: Human

Height: 5' 10"

Weight: 175 lbs

Hair: Black, Cropped Close

Eyes: Brown

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Coruscant

Alignment: Politically Chaotic

Occupation: Scientific Mastermind for Vesper Stubernic

Clothing: Casual Business Wear Underneath A White Lab Coat

Weapons: None

Force User: Non-Force User

Inventory: Medical Supplies

Posessions: A rather lavish lab in a hidden floor of Vesper Stubernic's headquarters on Corellia

 

CHARACTER SHEET

KNOWN TO BE DECEASED

Real Name: Jacen Onnd

Nickname: Silas

Known Aliases: None

Age: 26

Species: Human

Height: 6'

Weight: 190 lbs

Hair: Brown w/ gold highlights

Eyes: Deep blue

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Tatooine

Alignment: Chatoic Neutral

Clothing: Ripped jeans, tight t-shirt, overjacket. A little under armor strong enough to repel primitive weapons.

Weapons: DL-44 blaster, dual slug throwers, a pure gold gun (gift from Smash Daisaku), thermal detonaters(5), ion grenades(5), flash grenades(5), two pure silver, phirk laced vibroblades

Force User: Non-Force User

Inventory: Spare credits, weapons, rations, ID, rebreather

Posessions: Ship-YT-1300, lavish quarters inside Black Sun bases, a rather large bank account containing his pay at the National Bank on Coruscant, and a flat on Tatooine.

 

The Flat:

 

This flat on Tatooine was made in the event that Jacen ever needed to disappear. It has a labrotory built underneath the ground, designed by Dr. Pang so he could continue his research. The flat is rather lavishly decorated, containing multiple water evaporaters, high-speed holonet accsess, and lavish furnishings. Three alias IDs, complete with papers and back up bank accounts each containing 7 million credits saved by Jacen, await him there in the event that something goes horribly wrong. There are two living people who know about this flat, Jacen and Dr. Pang, all the construction workers killed when the job was complete to ensure security.

 

Defense systems have been set up with a fifteen meter perimeter, complete with DNA recognition system and mini turbolasters. Basically, if you don't know how to get in, you can't.

 

History:

 

Part 1:

 

Jacen was born and raised on Tatooine. After turning 18 he left out on his own. He found his way into the arms of Black Sun. He works as a full-time operative, sometimes going on personal buisness. He carries an ever-increasing ammount of weapons. He wears simple clothing, just enough to get by. He is always willing to do anything Black Sun needs him to do, and has an outstanding amount of loyalty to his cause. He has gone on missions with Mindan(DarthBrendo), Royda, Kal, and Rune Vale. He was at the Dubrillion base when ShadowFett(handofthrawn) self-destructed it. He was in the battle with the Jedi Temple and has gone to Myrkr to harvest Yalmasari.

 

After this, Jacen went to the Mos Eisley Cantina on Tatooine regaurding a fake bounty. A Link Agent trapped him, and ultimatley defeated him, leaving the cantina in a pile of rubble.

 

Jacen then went with former Black Sun Agent Kal to the Golden Link Casino, where he witnessed his co-worker's defection in order to save Jacne's life. Jacen escaped with his ship, life, and possessions, but not after being thouroghly drugged and interogated. This mission lead to a later one on Artus, in which Jacen was put in charge while Piccolo interogatted Zara Nargal. This lead to Piccolo's death at the hands of Ka-Rith, and Nargal's escape.

 

After leaving Artus, Jacen obtained permission to go to Byss and the new resort set up on the planet. Jacen relaxed, thinking over things and letting the lake water sooth him. He left the planet and headed back to Black Sun.

 

One of Jacen's missions invlolved traveling to the Bowel's of Coruscant to infiltrate the Thorpe Corporation head quarters. He got caught and feircely dueled Ka-Rith in a battle to the death. Ka-Rith managed to defeat Jacen, ripping his jugular open.

 

Jacen was now made a Vigo of Black Sun, and was at the Artus base, seeing as the Coruscant base was destroyed. He is talking with Kal, newly returned to Black Sun, and Mindan reguarding the previously stated.

 

As the events unfolded after Kal's reinstatement, Jacen and Kal became good friends once again. During this time the Black Sun became Black Dawn and went to Kashyyyk to find an ancient peice of machinery called a Force Harvester. It was designed to suck the force out of anything in a very large radius, able to take the force out of an entire planet. Jacen worked very closely with Black Dawn on this mission, as they replicated the Force Harvester.

 

Once this was complete, Piccolo assigned Jacen to head up the fighter squadrons that the Black Dawn was taking to the Battle of Huuran Kal. It was a total of 432 fighters, and he commanded them with Kal under him. During the battle he took a small personal mission to the flagship of the Rebel Alliance, and with some technology he had created, rerouted the communications to the Black Sun flagship.

 

There he came in contact with the Delta Squad. He challenged two of them to a duel to the death, but the duel was interupted when the traitor Duo crashed the Black Sun flagship into the Alliance flagship, killing everyone on both ships. During this Black Sun lost everyone except Mindan. After the battle Black Sun discovered that they had lost their fearsome leader and he was never to return. It saddened the hearts of the Sun and he was mourned.

 

Now with their new leader, Mindan, the Black Sun was rebuilding to its former glory. Mindan, Kal, and Jacen are leading the organization with an iron fist making sure that everything is done right. Jacen was recently dispatched to the Mon Calamari Shipyards, as well as the Kuat Shipyards, but was run out of both, nearly escaping with his lilfe.

 

Jacen was soon sent to the Last Call on Coruscant, where he ran into Zara Nargal, who he then antagonized, until Kal sent him away to the bar. While he was drinking, he recieved a call from Mindan, informing him that he was going to be tracking a Jedi named Sunrider. He searched on Coruscant, ending up in Mos Eisley Cantina where he talked to a contact he had known, and ened up killing him. After the death of the contact, Jacen was in space about to jump to lightspeed when he recieved a call from a person later identified as ShadowFett. Being decieved, Jacen returned to the Cantina to be attacked by ShadowFett. He narrowly escaped the Cantina, destroying much of it in the progress. He hid in a small shop with a person he knew to be reliable. His former boss Piccolo came to his aid after Mindan called him to inform him what was happening. Piccolo returned to the Cantina after dropping Jacen off at his ship, but was just moments late, for ShadowFett escaped into the Bowels of Mos Eisley.

 

Soon after the battle, the Rebel Alliance attacked the Black Sun base on Dubrillion, claiming they wanted all criminals gone. Gren Saridonga was dispatched to Dubrillion, and attempted numerous times to sneak into Black Sun's systems. He failed everytime. Once the Alliance left, Black Sun put our a bounty on Saridonga for a million credits.

 

After the unfortuante sidetrack, Black Sun began and completed construction on their shipyards on Krayiss II. They also completed the fleet, which was operating at full strength.

 

Now Jacen and Mindan are in the Upper Level's of Coruscant, in Ronin Wartide's bar, fighting for control of Black Sun against Ronin Wartide, Vladimir Faust, Nicholas, Quintus Song, and Dragon. During the skirmish, Jacen and Mindan had their skulls pushed out the front of their faces by Nicholas in an attempt to escape. After they were recloned on Krayiss II, they recieved a comm informing them that they were forming an alliance with their attackers, according the Darkwatch Securities CEO, Dagon. A meeting took place on Artus to decide the fate of Black Sun.

 

The meeting gone foul, Black Sun ended up on Selvaris, eventually spliting in two, one factoin rallying under Piccolo, one under Ronin. The two groups have had a slight peace, leaving the two groups to run their own business as they wish. Vladimir Faust appraoched the Black Sun about joining with the Sith Empire under the new Dark Lord, Dominque, who eventually vanished from sight. They refused and went to Coruscant to destroy the Empire, a mission which failed, resulting in the loss of Piccolo, leaving Jacen in charge of the faction for the second time in a three months.

 

The Arach'tar are now invading the galaxy for the third time. Jacen took control of the Sun and moved the Black Sun to the new Black X-2 base, built in the remains of the old Black X-1 base. Feeling the end of the Arach'tar war was near, he send a third of their new fleet to destroy Centerpoint station, an attack which failed miserably. With this failed attempt Jacen disappeared behind his money and hid in a life of luxury until it was time for him to return.

 

-------------

 

Part 2:

 

The time to return has come, and Jacen listened to the call. With the remergence of Smash Daisaku into the galaxy, Jacen knew it was time to respond. He made his way to the Citadel on Coruscant where he met with Smash and was given a gun made of pure gold, a gift from the returned leader of Black Sun.

 

A few months passed and Jacen decided that it was time to disappear. An elaborate plan was made in order to ensure that the chaos that Jacen wants to sow will be attainable. At the start of this plan Jacen faked his own death, leaving his old life behind.

 

Resurfacing a few days later as the political figure known as Vesper Stubernic. There are only 13 people alive with the exception of Jacen/Vesper himself who know of the link between the two names but none of them would be willing to give up this information under any circumstances. Recently a plan was put into action that would allow chaos to reign.

Edited April 9, 2009 by Guest

[Guest]

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Kell Daris

Nickname:

Age: 23

Species: Human

Height: 5' 9”

[Guest]

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Raguel Torres

Nickname: 'Dio'

Age: 19

Species: Human

Height: 6' 3"

Weight: 210 lbs

Hair: Brown

Eyes: Brown (Always wears dark sunglasses)

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Karridan IV

Alignment: Lawful Good/Lawful Neutral

Clothing: White leather overcoat with tall collar that hides half his face, wears dark sunglasses and large looking headphones that are surgically attached to his head, in Karridinian tradition.

Weapon: Any weapon, but uses double notched durasteel knuckles.

Force User

Inventory: A comlink, several credits left in his inheritance.

Posessions: An old Corellian YT-1700 light freighter, pilot droid DR-01D.

 

Culture: Karridinian history originally stretches back to the Sith Wars. Karridan IV was a relatively established human colony focusing on science and technology when news of the war reached them. In a rather rash decision, the leading government decided to take drastic measures to prevent them from becoming involved in the war, as there was no real way they could ever defend against the Sith armada. Using the majority of the planet's present resources, a massive prototype planetary hyperdrive was constructed and fired, hurtling the planet towards a distant star system that was well known to have no useful planets for colonization, a good place to hide themselves for some time. Little did they know how effective their scheme would be. unfortunately, the prototype was a one-shot device, the entire thing imploded upon reentry into normalspace, leaving the colony without the majority of its resources.

 

Over time, it adapted to the natural elements of its world. Battle, weapons, technology and the like was frowned upon, due to their near involvement in the Sith war. Their culture evolved into one focusing around music and natural rhythms. Over the millenia, this became central to their lifestyles. Their religion evolved in this manner as well, shifting their beliefs to solely believe in the One Music, and its Great Harmony that everything in existence is an extension of. Dischord is created and exists, but they believe that eventually the great harmony will resolve itself, leading them to be a pacifistic people.

 

Those that create music are regarded as the religious leaders, and the top religious leaders also lead the planetary government. Eventually, these beliefs culminated to the point to where the entire population came to the consensus of constantly listening to music, surgically grafting headphones to their heads from an adolescent age, believing it to be one step closer to reaching true nirvana with the One Music. A latent Force sensitivity runs through many of the Karridinians as well, as their skilled priests have strange abilities such as predicting the weather and being able to tell where an opponent will strike them next, and when something is dangerous. They attribute these skills to attuning themselves with the music they listen to, as through the millenia their brains have evolved to be stimulated by the music they listen to.

 

For some time as well, the Karridinians have not had a vocal language, instead developing two complex sign languages, a more common one which is used when talking publicly or openly to someone, and one used when 'whispering' to another person. The difference is subtle, but it would appear as a different conversation to someone the person is not signing to when the whispering signing is used. This is to prevent 'eavesdropping'. As the Karridinians cannot hear anything around them, and neither do they speak, they have naturally evolved a slightly better field of vision, their periphery is such that they can view the complex movements of their language without looking near it, they can also respond in the same way, as well as being able to see further than the average human and pick out details slightly better. They also place great value upon names, believing that a name will help shape the person's destiny, as well as knowing someone's true last name takes some of their strength away from them.

 

 

Dio's History:

 

Dio was raised in one of the nobility families on Karridan IV, and as such sometimes comes off with a smug or snobbish attitude, but almost right after his passage to adulthood in which his headphones were attached to his head, he was taken in by the priests, and was taught in their ways. He still had a somewhat upstart attitude and was quick to anger, and it was decided something needed to happen when he was involved in a scenario where he nearly killed someone, the ultimate crime on a planet averse to intentional harm. Such a taboo to one of the noble houses was completely unacceptable, and instead of ruling execution on the young priest in training, they decided to solve two of their society's issues in one blow. Recently, there had been some concern on what the state of the galaxy was, on whether the Sith war still raged on, or if someone had finally won, and if they should reveal themselves to the galaxy once again.

 

Dio was exiled, given a hefty inheritance from his parents and an old shuttle from the priests, as well as an old droid to aid in translation. The first place he managed to get to was Nar Shaddaa, where he quickly sold the old shuttle as an antique and upgraded his droid to modern specifications, as well as buying a slightly used Corellian YT-1700 freighter. He followed some advice from the spacer he bought it from, deciding to head for Gala to find a religious group known as the Jedi that was supposedly similar to his own. But while en route to the planet, his droid was searching the holonet for information on the Jedi, and managed to uncover their history...and their current war with the Sith. Mildly angry, Dio was convinced by his droid that it couldn't hurt investigating these people, especially if they were the sworn enemy of the Sith.

[Cathair Breslin]

Real Name: Cathair Breslin

Nickname:

Age: 21

Species: Human

Height: 6'0

Weight: 175 lbs

Hair: Black

Eyes: Blue

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Coruscant

Alignment: Empire

Clothing: Stormtrooper armor

Weapon: E-11 Blaster Rifle

Force User

Inventory: Whatever the Empire gives him.

Posessions: Same as above

Edited April 26, 2009 by Guest

[Wybert]

Character Sheet

Real Name: Wybert

Nickname:

Age: 25

Species: Human

Height: 6”

Edited May 29, 2009 by Guest

[Guest]

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Rolsat Naviee

Nickname: Shift

Age: 24

Species: Clawdite

Height: Varies, In Clawdite 1.7 meters

Weight: 157 pounds

Hair: Varies (In Clawdite, none)

Eyes: Varies (In Clawdite, Emerald green)

Sex: Varies (In Clawdite, male)

Homeworld: Zolan

Alignment: True Neutral

Clothing: Specially fitted elastic clothing; consisting of dark black pants and a dark black shirt to match. He wore even darker and much shinier black shoes that match his black gloves.Over all, Rolsat was quite the dull guy. However, he wasn't the type to stand out in crowds, so this may also be why he dresses the way he does.

Weapon: A concealed but partially visible DH-17 blaster pistol. It was standard grade, no modifications whatsoever.

Force User

Inventory: A small repair kit along with a comlink. The repair kit was for his left arm.

Posessions: His left arm has been completely replaced. It is mildly enhanced for strength, however he doesn't use it much, for he is unable to for long periods of time. His ability to shapeshift has been hindered by this, he may only shapeshift into species that are Near-Human. His ship, the Starwind, is an old A-9 Vigilance interceptor.

[Guest]

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: N-3PO

Nickname: Enn-Three

Age: 8 Standard Years

Make and Model: -3PO Protocol Droid

Height: 1.67 Meters

Color: Black

Photoreceptors: Golden

Programming: Masculine

Homeworld: Etti IV

Alignment: True Neutral

Class: Enhanced Protocol droid

Equipment: 2 Photoreceptors (Human range), 2 auditory receptors (Human range), 1 Olfatory sensor, Translator unit Recording unit (audio-recorder), Vocabulator, AA-1 VerboBrain with personality enhancements, TranLang III Communications module, Analytical computer, Precision servomotor, Interface socket for computer tether, Medical diagnostic computer, Precise servogrip pincers, Knee assembly. (Basically a normal protocol droid with more functionable elbows that hang at his side, more flexable knees, and extra-functionable hands that are like a humans.)

Weapon: "Logic is greater than any weapon. Especially because I can be easily reassembled if shot upon" (unarmed, he's a protocol droid...)

Non Force User, of course

Inventory: Comlink and spare circuits.

[Guest]

 

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Tyrhuuk

Nickname: N/A

Age: 213

Species: Wookiee

Height: 2.3 Meters

Weight: 342 pounds

Hair: Black, graying around the eyes, nose, mouth, and feet/hands.

Eyes: Emerald green right eye, no left eye.

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Kashyyyk

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Clothing: A shoulder plate on his left shoulder and a simple cloth belt. A silver eye-patch over his left eye. He may wear Jedi robes later in life.

Weapon: Bowcaster.

Force-Sensitive

Inventory: A simple comlink, extra battery packs, and a nail file.

Posessions: Tyrhuuk's Pride

[Sanj-Misavj]

Sanj-Misavj's Charachter Sheet.

 

Real Name: Sanj Misavj

Nickname:

Age: 21

Species: Aruzan

Height: ''5'8

Weight: 151 lbs

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Alderaan

Alignment: Good

 

Skin: Blue

Hair: Black

Eyes: Blue

Clothing: Dark Brown Robe

 

Weapon: Blaster pistol, gold single bladed lightsaber.

Force user

Inventory: A few Credits

Posessions: Ship; Silver Eagle, R5 untit

Edited August 24, 2009 by Guest

[Exavior Correl]

Edited and re-done for his return.

 

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Exavior Correl

Nickname: X

Age: 47

Species: Human

Height: 6'0"

Weight: 270 lbs

Hair: Short and Grey

Eyes: Brown

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Coruscant

Alignment: "Bad". Word of Correl/Imperial Navy

Clothing: tattered Black Duster with Grey Trimming, Black Uniform Shirt with Grey Trim, Black Boots, Light Blue commando pants.

Weapon: DXR6 Rifle

Force User or Non-Force User; Non

Inventory: Rifle and ammo, comlink,

Possessions: (Ships, Organizations, Droids etc) Assassin/Seeker Droid, AME-901. "Amy". He is the leader of the Word of Correl, a small mercenary group. He has four heavily armored personal bodyguards that are with him all the time.

 

Exavior is the leader of the small pirate group "The Word of Correl", and had been a long time shadow supporter of the Rebellion up until a few years ago. Rumor was that his agents could be found anywhere, usually aiding the Rebllion unseen. At that time, the "Word of Correl" had about 200 known soldiers. Exavior first appeared some years ago. He had initially approached the then Admiral, Kirana Sunrider, with the intention of taking over as the Admiral of the Rebel Fleet since she was stepping down. But with her decision to follow the chain of command instead, thus giving the position to Onderin, Exavior left quietly with his small fleet and returned to supporting the Rebellion in shadows.

 

He appeared again some-time later to assist the Rebellion in defending Coruscant from SEED, and upon his arrival was greeted with open arms and asked to take command of the Freedom's Reprive. But his glory was to be short lived, as soon after he assumed command, the ship was hit dead on with a rail-gun superweapon, Excalibur. Being a man of old military customs, Exavior was stubborn as hell and refused to give in to the likes of the SEED commanders. After ordering the evacuation of the ship, the stubborn old Military man made a hyperspace jump path that sent it smashing straight through the core of a the SSD that SEED was being commanded from. That was the last anyone saw of Exavior.

 

Unknown to all however, was that even Exavior could not hold true to his convictions of supporting the Rebellion forever. After his faithful sacrifice of the Freedom's Reprive over Coruscant, Exavior was cloned by his followers and attempted to resume his goals of helping the Rebellion as best he could. But as time passed he found that the new Rebel Admiral Onderin would resist his help, and on occasion would refuse to give the military veteran the credit he was due. As a result, Exavior became increasingly frustrated with the Rebellion and slowly began cutting his ties, and thus his support of the rebellion.

 

After the Battle of Csilla, Exavior realized that he missed the thrill of battle. Since he no longer openly supported the Rebellion, his small fleet of several medium gunships and troop transports had laid in idle, save for the random mercenary jobs that came through. And so, Exavior decided that he would have his thrill of battle, and get some revenge on Onderin. And so, he began subvertly supporting the Empire with the intent of bring himself forward once again to reclaim his revenge.

[Guest]

 

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Nemneta Votado

Nickname: Nemn

Age: 21

Species: Tynnan

Height: 1.4 meters

Weight: 34 pounds

Hair: Deep Brown

Eyes: Light Brown

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Gala

Alignment: Chaotic Good

Clothing: A utility belt around where his hips start; and two crossed pieces of string to hold it up.

Weapon: His claws.

Force User

Inventory: Small datapad and comlink, each waterproof.

Posessions: None, he's sort of a nomad.

 

((I placed him on Gala because he has no ship, and no way of piloting said ship. And, since he's a nomad, he'll "stumble" upon the Jedi Base.))

[Guest]

Real Name: Shaile Maylan

Nickname: Shay

Age: 23

Species: Human

Height: 5'6''

Weight: 120

Hair: Black

Eyes: Pale blue

Sex: Female

Homeworld: Coruscant

Alignment: Neutral

Clothing: A full set of Mabari armorweave.

Weapon: None

Non-Force User

Inventory: Credits

Posessions: None

[Guest]

Real Name: Bosage-Misavj

Nickname: Bosage

Age: 19

Species: Aruzan

Height: "6 '4

Weight: 210

Hair: Black

Eyes: Blue

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Alderaan

Alignment: Good

Clothing: Red robes

Weapon: Blaster

Force sensitive

Inventory: NONE

Posessions: NONE

[Guest]

Real Name: Seshat Minerva

Nickname:

Age: 29

Species: Human

Height: 5'4

Build: Dancer's build

Hair: Honey blonde

Eyes: Blue

Sex: Female

Homeworld: Naboo

Archetype: Idealist

Clothing: Professional work suits

Weapon: Kelvarek Dissuader that's probably too big for her, chem spray

Force User

Inventory: PDA, commlink, personal computer, briefcase

Posessions: Luxury space yacht(The Endeavour), intersystem design firm(Minerva Aesthetics), estate on Naboo.

[Chajiko]

This character will, of course, be reliant upon acceptance of my situation--so it may be very much subject to a great deal of change.

 

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: Le'Nin Kheldra

Nickname: Mockingly "Starkiller"

Age: 75

Species: Vultan

Height: 5' 6"

Weight: 125 lbs

Build: Athletic

Eyes: Golden brown

Sex: Female

Homeworld: Vultan

Alignment: Good

Clothing: Close-fitting trousers and tunic, as well as a utility belt and boots under her brown Jedi robe.

Weapon: Lightsaber--and she's quite handy with a blaster when the need arises.

Force User or Non-Force User: Force-User

Inventory: Lightsaber, blaster, spare energy pack, multi-tool, compact tool kit.

Posessions: The Orestes, a small but very serviceable and quick ship.

 

Extras: Vultans are long-lived (200-300 standard years) and usually very tech-oriented. Le'Nin has long experience in ship mechanics and small droid and weapons servicing.

 

For the old players that come back now,

 

Force Side: Light

Trained by: Original character trained by Krissi Kenobi

Trained who: I can't remember in the least.

Current Affiliation:

Current Rank:

[Guest]

CHARACTER SHEET

 

Real Name: Kos Verek

Nickname:

Age: 19

Species: Human

Height: 5'10

Weight: 180lbs

Hair: Ash Blond

Eyes: Blue

Sex: M

Homeworld: Coruscant

Alignment: Good

Clothing: Simple robes

Weapon: None at the moment

Force Sensitive

Inventory: Datapad, comlink

Possessions: None

[Brahma]

Real Name: Brahma

Nickname: None

Age: Unknown

Species: Umbaran

Height: 5'11”

[Cal Regium]

Real Name: Cal Regium

Name of State: Senator Balhann

Age: 42

Species: Human

Height: 5'11"

Weight: 160

Hair: dark with graying areas; medium length

Eyes: Brown

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Originally of Sullon, but cloned on Naboo and believes he is from Naboo.

Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Faction: Rebel Alliance

Rank: Senator

Clothing: Black pants, black boots, a gold colored belt, and a black long sleeved shirt with a collar. Over top of that Cal wears a long red cloak

Inventory: comlink, and loads of credits

Weapon: Datadagger

Posessions:

A lavish penthouse apartment in Theed

An office in the Theed Capital Building

GH-7 Medical Droid

BC-714 Luxury Transport

Heavily Armed Security Guards

Cathar assistant named Adrianna

 

Force Sensitive: Like the original Cal Regium, this cloned version has the potential to use the Force but not to the full extent of a Jedi or Sith.

 

Background:

Cal was once a young general working for good within the ranks of the Rebel Alliance. Soon after his enlistment his good friend and Jedi Knight, Shav Yorr, discovered Cal's true potential. Cal began Jedi training under his friend, but things soon became uncertain for the young padawan when his master disappeared from the galaxy. This would become a trend for Cal. The great Jedi Master Talon Flick took over Cal's training in Shav's place, but like Shav, Talon disappeared; although for less mysterious reasons.

 

Left alone on Harrun Kal, the general never completed his Jedi Training and eventually died during an Imperial/Sith assault on the Jedi held planet.

 

Bringing Regium's story up to speed will take the followers of this unique character through dark, twisted times full of experimental procedures, desperate moves for power, and things yet to be seen in the known galaxy. Cal Regium is no longer a wholesome young man full of potential, but is now a middle-aged man who requires the near constant assistance of his GH-7 Medical Analysis Droid.

Edited May 12, 2009 by Guest

[Guest]

((Lord Ar-Pharazon has given me permission.))

 

 

CHARACTER SHEET

Real Name: The Eyes of Ar-Pharazon

Nickname: "The Eyes"

Age: 21

Species: Human

Height: 5' 11"

Weight: 165 pounds

Hair: Orange

Eyes: Yellow/orange, no pupil in left eye

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Coruscant

Alignment: Evilish. Kinda. More evil than good.

Clothing: Form-fitting black robes. They fan out from the hip towards the bottom. They just barely drag on the ground. Black combat-like boots. The entire left side of his face is covered by a mask.

Weapon: He's extremelly intelligent and prefers to outwit his foes.

Force User

Inventory: Comlink.

Posessions: None.

 

There's always a smile on his face. Always.

[Bad karma]

Real Name: Trowa Barton

Age: 27

Species: Human

Height: 5' 10"

Weight: Obscenely underweight

Hair: Light brown

Eyes: Emerald

Sex: Male

Home world: Naboo

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Force User

[Handlebars]

Real Name: Unknown

Age: 17

Species: Firrerreo

Height: 5' 7"

Weight: Roughly 120

Hair: Copper and Cinnamon Striped

Eyes: Blue

Sex: Female

Home world: Firrerre

Alignment: Neutral Good

Force User

 

Inventory: None

[Kartaris Utharin]

Real Name:Kartaris Utharin

Nickname:Ku

Age:28

Species:Ragithian Human

Height:9ft

Weight:350lbs of muscle

Hair:Clean shaved

Eyes:Dull brownish red

Sex:Male

Build:Muscular

Home world:Ragith III

Alignment:Chaotic Evil

Clothing:Loose fitting dark brown pants, black short sleeve t-shirt and black boots.

Weapon:Fists

Force User

Inventory: Credits

Posessions: Nothing

[Guest]

Character Sheet

 

 

Basic Information:

• Real Name: Nacoriel Caneloas
  Nickname(s): Cori
  Age: 15
  Sex: Female
  Species: Diathim
  Homeworld: Iego
  Alignment: Neutral Good
  

Force User ”“ Jedi

• Rank: Hopeful
  Class: ?
  Trained by: ?
  Trained to Knighthood: N/A
  Currently Training: N/A
  

Physical Description:

• Height: 5'9"
  Weight: 120 lbs.
  Build: Lithe, toned
  Hair: Curly, light honey brown
  Eyes: Cerulian blue
  Skin tone: Pale, luminescent with a gold aura
  Clothing: Flowing garments, mainly robe-like
  

Equipment & Belongings:

• Weapons: None, currently
  Armor: None
  Inventory: Some credits
  Possessions:
  

Background & RP History:

Pre-RP

RP

Other:

• Languages Known: Basic, Diathiri
  

[Nitestrike]

Brad Warren's Character Sheet

 

Real Name: Brad Warren

Nickname: Brad

Age: 18

Species: Human

Height: 6'4"

Weight: 195

Hair: Shaggy, Unkempt Dark Brown

Eyes: Blue

Sex: Male

Homeworld: Naboo

Alignment: Neutral Good

Clothing: At the moment, typical black spacer clothes. Normally, all black of Jedi robes.

Weapons: 3x Single-Bladed Lightsabers (1x Green-Bladed made by Brad, 1x Blue-Bladed found on Tatooine, 1x Purple-Bladed)

Force User

Inventory: Comlink, Datapad, DL-44 Heavy Blaster Pistol

Posessions: XJ6 X-Wing Starfighter, R9 Astromech Droid (R9-C9)

 

Force Side: Light

Trained by: Kyp Durron and a few others. That period was a mess.

Trained who: n/a

Current Affiliation: The Jedi

Current Rank: Jedi Knight

Current Class: Guardian