Sep said
Depends if your going full on Sith or not. I'd say War. Jetpacks in this era I'm personally sketchy with. Vet doesn't ring cool for me as there hasn't been a true war for a while just skirmishes. Main reason I like war is likely he'll be less force proficient than Rorwoorr but better in sabre combat.
You asked for it. "Only the dead have seen the end of war."
Name: Once WrrlWarr, (quiet hunter) Now KallaTatha(Madclaw)
Gender:Male, very male
Species:Wookiee
Age: 200/400
Homeworld:Kashyyk
Physical Appearance: 
Take hand solo and chewbacca both as an average example of heir species physiologically. Now imagine han solo as a bench pressing space marine, he would be as strong as chewbacca is on average. Now imagine chewbacca is a bench pressing space marine and you have KallaTatha.
Strong, that is the most common word used to describe him, as well as damn scarry. Long black claws like an ursine fed into his fingers, from his first knuckle his fur was kept bound away in tight (corn)rows up along his hand, seeming to follow the bones of the hand to the wrist, then it became a massive specific explosion of rows, like someone was writing somthing into his flesh through his fur all the way shoulder, the lack of carpet made every twist and curve of his muscles a display for all to see whither they liked it or not. The same process was performed to his legs as well it seemed, tightly wound along his feet then jagging out from the ankle to his hips, showing off every twist and curve of his massive frame. Those who knew could see the sith glyphs twisted and cut into his flesh and the keloids exposed by the parting of fur, for all others it made him look like neither man nor wookiee.
Eight feet and eleven inches of furry fury rang onto every deck plate with three hundred and eighty pounds of weight when he wasn't in armor. The bronzium half-plate he wore was plated a matte red with a mandalorians helm that carries a head crest of some probably inspiring beast. His left arm carries an ascension gun above the wrist to keep the fingers free and his right hand is protected by a clawed gauntlet. His belt has pouches and loops and a scattergun hanging from the left side to tap against the thick leather kilt he keeps for public decency. He favors the kilt over pants due to the need for full movement in every action, it is also why he wears only half plate, risking the exposure to his joints for the mobility needed to avoid the blow in the first place. Across his back is a powerful blade forged in the crucible of sith alchemy and hard won trophies.
Personality: What kind of person are they under fire, off duty, on the job, dealing with friends, family, enemies, ect ect? I figure get at least a paragraph here, so folks have a baseline to expect as the character develops. (Sidenote: I usually consider a paragraph about 4-5 complete sentences.
Peace is a lie, there is only passion.
I can not allow myself to fall to peace. Not everything is training, but everything is preparation for war.
Through passion, I gain strength.
I must focus my drive, my desires can only be made by me, I can not rely on anyone else to do what I am unwilling to do.
Through strength I gain power.
I am an instrument of the force, even without the force, I am to be feared for my own strength.
Through power I gain victory
The force flows through me and fills me at my command. With the force I will make the universe tremble under my gaze
Through victory, my chains are broken
Once the universe fears me, it will fear my master.
The force shall free me.
My debt shall be paid.
He knows his current place in the universe, for now it is it is the predator. It is his place to consume, to kill. He is the kath hound on a collar to be unleashed as needed. He will serve his maser until he is no longer needed. When that happens, all will know of his true plans and pains. He embodies the living force, seizing the opportunity of life with each breath. In combat he battles with an unbridled ferocity between one man or one against an army.
He has known what one might consider a fondness close to love and felt the pain of its removal by a brutal death. More so, this was compounded by itself as he was the one forced to kill the one he cared for. All the same he still has a fondness for any Gamorean women and will take efforts to avoid harming them if he can.
His off-time is often absorbed by training, be it growing stronger or honing his current strengths. This can be from power lifting to Arena combat to studying wild animals on a safari hunt, even when made to read over technical manuals it is a form of training. He is to keep a sense of his surroundings and those within his 'sphere of influence' which is a term to describe his spatial awareness and reach of his weapons.
Skills: Force lore: While not too skilled in almost any aspects of the force, he is read in as many ways the force can be used. Just because he cant see into the next room or the nearest planet doesn't mean his next target wont see him coming.
Pilot: While he is not a jedi ace, nor even much of a starfighter, he is proficient in heavier small ships like bombers and up to light space transports. He has even driven a tank more than once into battle and escorted his master's vehicle through simple runs in speeders.
Combat: Now this is his wheelhouse. Fighter, solider, warrior. killer.
Equipment: His wrist mounted bowcaster, made to launch grappling spikes rather than plasma bolts. This allows him to reach impossible areas or winch himself faster than he could run as well as fire into an opponent and pull the lighter of the two to the heavier for quick close combat.
His clawed gauntlet is an unerstanding that to ignore the gift of a tool is to court death for pride. Be it steel or bone, it is the act of claws cutting that is the point rather than what the claw is made of. As such he had a gauntlet made of ship hull plating of the first starfighter he managed to destroy.
His scattergun is a use of older but reliable tech he actually keeps around for use against fellow sith. He keeps a random assortment of solid slug, scatter pellets, acid in glass balls and rubber rounds to bounce around the area fired off hopefully faster than the enemy can sense and adjust before it is too late. While focused for lightsaber opponents, it works just as well against droids and insensitive enemies.
If he were to have a prized item, it would have to be his polearm. The
sword itself is a work of folding Several metals together with sith alchemy baths to strengthen the blade. The swirl of science and sorcery grant it strong magnetic properties as well as serve as a focus to the darkside of the force. The blade itself is thick as an inch at the back of the blade but incredibly dense, far heavier than even its oversize would suggest, the longer full tang handle allows him to wield it either one handed with a sufficient counterweight to never be off balanced or wield it two handed for dull terrible devastation. He has been eager to spread the rumor that he can carve open hull plates with his blade.
Powers: He has been trained to control himself and reach through the force to a well of power that fills every fiber of his muscles to raise him to an incredible boost of physical power.
Rage is his power and his birhright, but the rage of the sith is different than the rage of the wookiee. The power of the wookiee is a primal tie to the power within oneself.
Sith rage is virgin wrath.
He has learned how to blend these two aspects into a whole. To visualize, He invokes the raw red power of his ability to enhance his physical might through the force, around the red he coils the black rage of the sith, but to keep the sith wrath from strangling the power of the force, he invokes the brown coil of his bloodline, twisting the three together into a braid. All supporting and enhancing each other to his full frightening potential.
Flaws: Is your character narcassistic to a fault, unable to pilot a ship to save his life, what might hinder and make things challenging for your character?
Personal History: This one will be at least 2-3 paragraphs, at least. Where are they from, what molded them growing up, why are they serving who they serve, and what kind of history do they have together? Lot of stuff can be covered, so I don't reckon 2-3 paragraphs will be that hard.
Two centuries ago, a wookiee was born to the name of WrrlWarr, His first name comes from the fact that he did not come screaming into the world, but rather quietly clinging to another, a stillborn sibling.
"Damn those fools in my village, they feared my strength would make me chieftan, as well it should, so they send me to this jedi temple. Damn those jedi who dare ask me to give up my anger and strength for peace, anger is my ancestrial right and I will wield it like a sword upon thosw who would deny me my place. If the village will not have me as their chieftan, then there will be no village!" This has been written in blood on the walls of the Jedi outpost where 27 wookiee bodies lay skinned
I killed mothers with their babies. I've killed great philosophers, proud young warriors, and revolutionaries. I've killed the evil, the good, the intelligent, the weak, and the beautiful. I have done this in the service of my master, and I have never more than once shown any mercy.
Extra/Other: Anything I miss above, that you think needs noted? Go for it here, or modify the CS and add it yourself! Just make sure everything is addressed before adding more, please and thank you.
