[hider=Lord Pravus][center][color=red][h1][b]PRAVUS[/b][/h1] [i]"Dzworokka yun; nyâshqûwai, nwiqûwai. Wotok tsawakmidwanottoi, yuntok hyarutmidwanottoi."[/i] [img]http://mynocksden.com/_Media/sith_med.jpeg[/img] [hr] [u]Faction[/u] Sith. [hr] [u]Rank[/u] Sith Lord. [hr] [u]Species[/u] Sith Pureblood. [hr] [u]Age[/u] 30. [hr] [u]Gender[/u] Male. [hr] Appearance: Pravus looks like your average Sith Pureblood would. He has the trademark red skin of those who have more ancient Sith blood in them, as well as the familiar cheek tendrils that hang down from his face, which almost reach his chin. His orange eyes seem to glow in the darkness, making Pravus appear as some kind of hellish demon from the blackest pits of Chaos. His face is weathered and scarred due to the harsh trials he faced in his younger years. This, combined with the bone ridges sprouting from where his eyebrows would be if he had more human blood in him, makes it seem as though his face is stuck in a perpetual scowl. As for his other features, Pravus has messy medium length raven black hair that falls to his shoulders framing his face in a way that makes him look even more menacing than he already is. He also has a lean but muscular build, which makes him perfect for combat as he is strong enough to withstand most physical punishment as well as dexterous enough to avoid most attacks thrown at him. [hr] [u]Height[/u] 6 feet 6.74 inches. [hr] [u]Weight[/u] 289 pounds. [hr] [u]Distinguishing Marks[/u] In addition to his very distinct looking facial features, Pravus also has a long scar running from his left shoulder to the right side of his waist which is usually covered by the robed armor he wears. [hr] [u]Force Sensitive[/u] Yes. [hr] [u]Lightsaber/Sword Forms[/u] Pravus is a master of the Shii-Cho and Makashi lightsaber forms wich makes him a lethal opponent in lightsaber duels. He also knows enough of the Soresu form to deflect most blaster fire directed at him as well. [hr] [u]Strengths & Weaknesses[/u] Pravus is very skilled when it comes to combat, tactics, planning, manipulation, and the use of the force in combat situations, but lacks in other areas. For example, his life on Korriban has given him an extensive knowledge of the Sith order, their customs, lore, and history but limited his knowledge on the histories, customs, and cultures of other races who are of no interest to the Sith. Living on Korriban did sharpen his skills at manipulating others however, as he turned the other sith against each other on a regular basis before he was found out and forced to flee or die. His knowledge of technology is also limited. While he does know how to work basic technology, such as holograms and the like, more advanced tech is, quite simply, beyond his comprehension. [hr] [u]Gear[/u] His old sith acolyte armor (without the mask), two crimson single bladed lightsabers with curved hilts (one for himself and the other for a potential apprentice), a leather satchel containing 230 credits, food, and a bedroll, and lastly a short range comlink wrapped around his right wrist. [hr] [u]Personality[/u] Pravus is, like most sith, cold and arrogant. He does have one trait that most sith lack and that is patience. Pravus prefers to set up his opponents and then watch patiently from the shadows as they slowly destroy themselves instead of rushing in, Force powers blazing, and murdering everyone. He does not show mercy or compassion to those he manipulates, as he sees them as nothing but pawns in his plans, and will not hesitate to brutally end anyone who gets in his way or ruins his plans, whatever they may be. [hr] [u]Biography[/u] Pravus was born and raised on Korriban. When he came of age he joined the sith order and quickly advanced through their ranks via manipulation, plotting, and cunning. In the course of a few years Pravus attained the rank of Sith Lord and his game of manipulation went from minor schemes to plots that threatened to cause a massive civil war amongst his peers. The ruling body at the time discovered that he was the cause and they attempted to eliminate him, but he escaped the planet in a starship and fled through the hyperspace lanes to Nar Shadda, where he remained in hiding until the order stopped hunting him. Now he wanders the galaxy sowing discord and strife from the shadows, all the while working towards a goal unknown. [/color][/center][/hider] RP - Star Wars 1x1 RP. Status - Active.