Who and what are you?
Jedi Consular Tolun Fi, Kominoan.
You might have many masters or causes, but when it is ground down properly, you serve one side alone. Which is it? The Sith Empire or the Galactic Republic?
The Galactic Republic stands in line with Jedi ideals.
What do you look like, and how are you dressed?
I represent an ideal specimen of my species. I stand at a fairly standard 2.3 meters, a common height among my people. My eyes are yellow-on black, the same as the skilled research-class on Kamino. Like the rest of my species, my skin is a smooth luminescent shade of white with well-defined features, narrow nostril slits, and as with the males of my kind, a fin ridge follows from the top-rear of my skull down to the nape of my neck, protruding about 4 inches high. My body is unblemished by scars or markings, a by-product of superior genetic breeding and engineering with long, slender limbs and neck, which when compared to most humanoid species would be considered quite longer than what you would see in those races. You arenít likely to find a range of emotions from me, as my people arenít fond of them.
My manner of dress is practical, the form-fitting black-on white clothing common among Kaminoans with limited composite plating to help maintain its form and house electronic components. Only the neck and the head remain exposed, as the legs extend down to the custom-fitted digitigrade boots and the sleeves extend to my wrists. Atop of that, I wear the expected brown Jedi robes, as is befitting of members of the Order. Of course, the whites that other races see in my clothing is a plethora of colours only seen on the ultra-violet spectrum, but it would be tedious to describe them to someone who shares an altogether separate spectral perception than a Kaminoan? Think of describing a colour to a blind man and you understand the difficulty.
Why do you fight? What thoughts and ideas influence your actions? What are the reasons behind it all?
Fighting is a word for the unthinking man. I strive for knowledge, to discover. My people have a long and proud history of genetic research and cloning. It is, after all, how we survived the cataclysm that turned Kamino into a raging ocean world, and similar thoughts and practices can be applied to not only preserving peace, but enforcing it. Much of my research and experimentation is on finding the reason why some species are more prone to Force Sensitivity than others and what triggers it in some individuals but not others? Likewise, I am convinced thereís a genetic marker that makes an individual predisposed to turn to the Dark Side. Should I locate it and find a way to alter or erase it, than this numbing, endless battle between the Light and Dark Side can finally cease to be, leaving just the Force in the aftermath. Emotionless, pure, perfect. There will always be conflicts in the galaxy, wars to fight, peace to enforce. The Jedi Order can function better by focusing on these threats instead of always having to watch for the treachery of the Sith.
Do you have any skills that make you stand out from the crowd?
I take after my parents, who were both genetic engineers back on Timira, and much of my research and studies are based off of their philosophies. I have a keen analytical mind and the discipline to keep my thoughts in order, as well as thoroughly document everything. I have a reputation for being practical and impartial, and have made for a fair diplomat in both the Jedi Order and out in the galaxy. My oratory is considered impressive, my education amongst the Jedi order and genetic superiority both ensuring my words are not bumbling and wasted. I may not be a fantastic lightsaber practitioner, I can more than handle my own in a fight and one would be wasting their time and breath trying to provoke me to anger; emotional response is a weakness I do not have time for. As such, my actions are deliberate and thought out instead of acting by impulse. One area I do excel in, if I may, is in wielding the Force. I simply possess the right mentality and my sensitivity is so acute that using the Force is about as taxing as breathing.
Between us, I am also an individual for secrecy. My laboratory in the Jedi Temple had several plain and seemingly empty walls, at least, to those who cannot see the ultraviolet light spectrum. Much of my more controversial research is jotted down on those walls in ink only I can see, freeing me from the scrutiny of those whom may find my workÖ questionable, if not unethical. It is foolish sentimentality, if you ask me. Still, I am unable to convince some individuals that my work stands in line with the Jedi Creed. There is no argument if there is none to be had.
How do you relate to everyone else? Do you have any friends, family, foes or subordinates among them?
Xid Terrik: A brilliant young man, certainly one of the most gifted and humble of his age group. A few years back, one of the imaging devices in my lab was inoperable and our so-called technology experts failed to leave much of an impression, and you know how it is with hired help. Then along comes this young, 8-year-old human boy, offering to fix the imaging machine. I relented, deciding that it was not going to find itself even more broken, and perhaps the child would learn something in the process. Much to my surprise, not only did Xid not make matters worse, but he actually managed to repair the machine. From there, we had developed a rather friendly and mutually respecting repoire. Quite often, the young padawan would come to my laboratory, and I would show him what I was working on, as well as offering him the opportunity to work on fixing or improving any machines that required it. I would like to think I had left a good impression on his life, and I do somewhat regret not being more proactive as taking him under my wing as my own padawan before Master Sela Zythor took him under her wing. I wish them a long and productive partnership.
Strago Kelrune: An acquaintance of mine, a fellow Jedi Knight, although he does not follow the path of a Consular, so our duties often follow decidedly different paths. I see him in the archeives from time to time, and his disposition is rather agreeable. Much like myself, be believes in diplomacy before the blade, and admirable trait considering many of the rash and foolish youth the Order seems to have collected the past few years. We may be at war, but it doesn't mean we shouldn't have more rigid standards. Anyways, I am rambling. He has often lent a hand in my searches for information in the library, and most of our discussions have been rather pleasant. We do not often cross paths, but it is always enjoyable when they do.
Taia Venthon: Another acquaintance of mine, intelligent but of a decidedly typical set of ethics that does not always seem to agree with my work. She is rather inquisitive, asking questions about what I do, and taking more of an active interest since my accomplishments had becomes fairly well-known amongst the Jedi. She is an idealist, to say the least, thinking the galaxy can be saved, and that nothing should ever have a cost of life. Admirable, but mistaken. She does not seem to agree that my methods and overall goal could bring the peace and balance to the Force that she so desires, but so be it. She also is rather emotional, which does not bode well in my eyes. Someone who willingly submits to their emotions and allows it to make judgements for them are prone to terrible mistakes, and the history of our Order is filled with those who followed their emotions and ended up as enemies of the Order. Rather counter-productive, if you ask me. Still, she is a good Jedi and always an interesting individual to discuss matters with, I am fond of her despite our differences.
What made you the person you are today? How did the past influence your present?
As I had mentioned earlier, my parents were genetic engineers in the cloning facilities in Timira City. I do not recall much of my early life, but what I do remember what Kamino and Timira City were like. It was constantly storming outside of the cityís domed walls, and the ocean surface below might as well have been another world. It was very clean, very orderly, and it was quiet. Kaminoans are practical, controlled people. The actions and behaviours of several outsider species are peculiar or even considered crude and immature amongst my people, who have a cultural directive to seek perfection. It is not a widely advertised fact that newborns who are considered flawed are culled in the name of maintaining genetic stability and perfection. Even those born with a very rare green pigmentation in the eyes are euthanized almost immediately, even without other discernible flaws. It is very strict, and doubtless other cultures would find it barbaric, had they even known Kamino existed.
Kamino is an isolationist society, not trusting or particularly liking outside cultures or species, but we are unfailingly polite people. After all, our primary exports are military equipment and hardware, and of course clones. We care for our clones, after a fashion. Those who pass our standards are well raised, fed, and trained, perhaps better than most people live in some other worlds. Those who fail are culled, as they are considered a defective product. What clients do with their clones after purchase was never a concern for Kaminoans, as to them, it is no different than any other tool. Misuse is not the responsibility of the manufacture.
My Force sensitivity manifested itself not long after infancy, and while both my parents were thrilled with this unexpected development, there was some dispute with what to do with me. My father wanted to have me be raised to continue his lifeís work, and mother thought I would better flourish amongst the Ascetics. It was a point of contention for a few years, where my father must have sensed my time in the family was drawing to a close, and when I was old enough, he had me accompany him to his work, exposing me to the cloning facilities and impressing upon me that there is nothing a keen mind is incapable of. I do not recall much of the experience, but having witnessed what scientific pursuit was capable of, it left an impression that stayed with me long after the Jedi had come to collect me at my motherís request.
I will not begin to speculate if my life would have been better or more enjoyable on Kamino or on Courscant, but there is no doubt that the latter was a much better fit for someone to learn how to use their gift of Force sensitivity. Amongst the other initiates, I was perhaps the quickest study. There was no amount of information that could have been fed to me I wouldnít absorb, and soon the combined wisdom of countless generations of dozens of species was at my disposal. It was fortunate I was taken into the Order when I was; the xenophobic disposition of my people never had much time to take root and as such did not prove to be a hindrance when interacting with my fellow initiates and future colleagues.
During my Padawan years, I had come under the wing of a Kel Dor Jedi Consular called Siloon Pakrun, who felt my disposition would lend itself well to mediating unrest across the galaxy. It as an arrangement I found agreeable, as I was always of the opinion that if resolution must come from violence if a diplomatic opinion existed is a failure. Peace born through bloodshed is not peace, it is removing the often difficult prospect of resolution by eliminating those who would disagree with you. I would like to say every one of my assignments ended without drawing my lightsaber, but one of the hard truths about the galaxy is that nothing is ever without cost, and many resolutions make you question if the price was worth the result. The line between what is just, right, and moral often blurs with what is necessary to preserve the peace and save more lives. I had often found myself somewhat troubled, as many of my Master and I's assignments had left more than a few people dead, or worse, at the mercy of the dark and cruel. It was never a simple decision, to act or not act. So often our choices boiled down to measuring the value of a handful of lives verses hundreds, if not thousands. Siloon Pakrun never seemed particularly bothered by those we could not save. When I inquired about this, he explained to me that even in death, we all become a part of the Force. Our essence, and who we are, are maintained. It is only a matter of finding one's self in the stream. It was a lesson I took to heart, and while I never said it to Siloon or any of the others, I felt it was an explanation that justified the Kaminoan cloning and culling practices. Perhaps, in a way, it was a mercy. Spare the infirm and weak the suffering of an abysmal life and send them back to become greater than any one of us. After much deliberation, I had made up my mind to apply aspects of my people's genetic research to serve the greater good of the galaxy through the Jedi Order.
After several years under Siloon Pakrun, I had come into my own as a Consular, free to make my own decisions and undergo my own assignments. I had begun to set myself to my research and studies in the Library Archives and with information I obtained from Kamino regarding cloning and genetic engineering. It did not take me long to identify the markers in each Force Sensitive's genetic code that allows us to manipulate the Force in a tangible way. I can say with no small amount of humility that my work eventually lead to the Order being able to identify Force sensitive individuals through little more than a simple blood test. I should not have to explain how in a time where the war against the Sith often came down to numbers that being able to more swiftly identify more recruits is. Having proved that my concepts were sound, I became something of an overnight sensation and the Jedi Council gave me permission to pursue other avenues into discerning the true nature of the Light and Dark sides of the Force. If I am correct, and I am seldom not, I may soon discover a breakthrough that will neutralize the Sith, all without spilling a drop of blood.
Everyone has flaw(s)... What is/are yours?
A bit presumptuous, are we? What some would consider flaws, I merely consider facets of my personality. I am a rather detached individual, and as such, personal relationships matter less to me than professional ones. Likewise, while the Jedi Creed dictates that one should detach themselves from their emotions, I perhaps embody this far too well for many people's likings. I have been called cold by more than one person, as I do not put a personal investment into tragedy or hardships others face, and I do not actively invest myself in the politics or causes of the war. My mission is on a much more regional scale, where I focus my efforts on groups that can be dissuaded from conflict rather than fret over groups that have been warring for thousands of years.
I am proud of my accomplishments and research, and I may be a bit disdainful of those who would rather think with their lightsabers than their brains, as that way has been tried countless times since this war began. It will not take brute force to defeat the Sith, it will take a stroke of intellect and no small amount of testing. We live in an age of effortless interstellar travel and unchecked technological development and still the best solution people seem to have come up with to resolve their differences is bloodshed. Perhaps I am arrogant for thinking I know a better way, but it has to be better than what has been repeatedly tried and failed.
As a closing remark, what I believe to be just and that the ends justify the means, many of my colleagues question the morality and ethics behind it. I am much more willing to spend lives if it works towards the greater good of peace and civilization, and if there are those who cannot be made to abide by order, they must be neutralized. To progress, my research into Force Sensitive genetics may need to evolve past simple blood tests and brain scans. I suspect many will not enjoy what that entails.
Would you describe your Lightsaber, if you have made one?
It is small, practical, and aesthetically pleasing. It is designed exclusively for one-handed operation, as one of my hands easily encloses the entirety of the hilt. This matters little to me, as I am fully ambidextrous and have trained extensively with either hand. The activation switch can be easily accessed by running my thumb along the wheel, freeing my other hand to use Force abilities more intuitively, or for more mundane things like manipulating doors or control panels. It is simple, elegant, and much less garish than some of the other designs my colleagues seem fond of. I had originally set out to find a green crystal when constructing my lightsaber, but had decided on a blue one because I found the aesthetics much more pleasing to the eye. I was never one to subscribe to traditional symbolism. As well, I have adjusted the blade's length to be more proportional to my frame by altering the lightsaber's Power Core output. As such, it is much longer than what many Jedi would wield. The wonders of being quite a bit taller than my peers.
If you wield a Lightsaber, which of the Seven combat forms has your order trained you in?
I am trained in Form VI, Niman, or the Moderation Form.
Describe your preference in the use of the Force. Are you particularly talented in any one area? Do you have flaws in another? What are the limits on what you can or will do?
Much of my training has been focused on physical well-being and protection, with detoxifying poison being something that has come in handy more often than I would prefer to admit. I pride myself in being most adept at using Force persuasion and mind trick to excellent extent, even being able to trick the minds of some force users. Out of necessity, I have had to become proficient in Force listening as many other species are incapable of speaking the common tongue and knowing what is being spoken is often the difference between a peaceful resolution to a conflict and a terrible mess. Like most Force-Sensitive individuals, telekinesis is something that comes fairly naturally to me, as well. Other abilities I am well versed in are Force leap, and tutaminis, or Force absorption. It is not my place to fight unless absolutely necessary and one must know the tools to protect themselves in the fine art of entering a conflict with words instead of weapons for victory.
As a consequence, my studies into more offensive-minded Force talents is lacking, and as such, you will not find me spearheading many attacks against the Sith in the near future. I am capable of maintaining a deep connection to the Force for quite a respectable length of time without fatigue, unlike much of the younger padawans whom you can almost swear are in a fast-track to getting themselves killed. I am not as proficient as the Masters, but I am well-respected for my atonement to the Force. I am certainly I would be more skilled in a wider-variety of talents had I dedicated my time to them, but alas, I have more pressing concerns. There are many techniques that completely elude me to how they are accomplished. Perhaps I will study them at a later time.
Is there anything else you would like to mention about yourself?
The Sith may be ruthless and powerful, but many of their apprentices are not of what you would consider a sound or particularly strong mind. When the Temple came under attack, I had made a back-up of all essential information that I could fit into a small, concealable data stick that I could slot seamlessly into the rigid parts of my clothing, a common practice of transporting your work from station to station on Kamino. When the Sith found me, I had simply used a logical statement that what I know would be valuable to the Sith, and of course, the ever-so-reliable Jedi persuasion. I was subdued, rendered unconscious, and I awoke pleased that my efforts had paid off. After all, I was still alive. One can never be of use to anyone if they are dead, after all. I suspect the Darth that commands this ship is quite well informed, I suspect my survival has something to do with that. Curious.
One could imagine that having been born on a very sterile and clean world and having been relocated to a cesspool such as Choruscant, I am slightly germophobic and take sanitation quite seriously.
If you are a Jedi, have you given thought above as to how your character got captured, and why he/she/it is still alive? (answer to this can be reflected above)