[OOC] Star Wars: Legacies (Always Open)

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Here is my cs, turned out a bit different than I planned.

Corrin Marks

Character's name: Corrin Marks

Race: Human(Coruscanti)

Faction: Imperial Remnants(Technically)

Character Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Character Background: Corrin had the average youth of a son from a well off family in the capitol. He went to an academy while young, and then joined the Imperial Navy as soon as he could enlist. By getting good marks in training he was recommended for officer training school by his instructors. In officer training school he made a decent enough impression on his instructors, although never being at the top of the class. As he stood in the parade grounds on his final day being given the title of an officer in the Imperial Navy he could only feel one thing, emptiness. Throughout his life, he had never felt any loyalty to the Emporer or his Empire. Corrin didn't join to protect the people, the ones he loves, or any of that other noble rubbish. He had enlisted because that was what was expected of him, nothing more and nothing less. This empty feeling stuck with him as he was made a junior officer on the ISD2 JUNO. He would go about his day looking less life-like than many of the droids that were aboard the same ship as him.

This feeling would stick with him until his first real stint of combat. The first thing he felt was fear when the ship began to shake violently, but then he felt something strange when the alarm sirens began to blare. It took him a moment to recognize the feeling because it had been so long since he had last felt it. What he was experiencing was the anticipation of the unknown. The realization he could die sparked a hunger in him that little could sate. While the battle itself was short-lived, he began to eagerly await their next engagement. After a few long years, he got what he truly wanted. The JUNO was to join a task force with the mission to rid the planet of Mygeeto of its rebel foothold.

The battle for the planet had nearly lasted a year before the Imperial forces managed to route the rebels from the planet and killed all that remained. After completing their mission they sent a request for new orders to High Command while they let their troops take some downtime. For days they waited for any answer of some kind before receiving a terrible message. The Emperor was dead and the Galactic Empire had died with him. This sent the fleet into anarchy as the different officers jockeyed for control while the enlisted became mere pawns in their games. In the chaos, Corrin saw an opportunity for him to take control of his own fate.

The young officer had a pilot fly him down to the surface of the planet where he had managed to get a meeting with some people who could decide his fate. Corrin had recognized the history of the planet they still hovered over and knew how he could use it for his advantage. Under the guise of representing the fleet in a supplies negotiation, Corinn had succeeded in getting a meeting with the leading representatives, many of which used to be executives of the now-defunct banking guild. He pitched them the idea of hope long dead to many in that room, the hope of the Confederacy of Independent Systems. He convinced them that with their backing he could revive their dead dream with the fleet of Imperial Ships that were currently the symbol of their oppression. Despising the republic and dreading the Imperial remnants the clan agreed to invest the last of their hidden funds into Corrin as a last desperate measure. With these funds, the young officer bribed regiments of stormtroopers on all three ships to support him in a coup-de-ta and set him up as their new leader. It was deep into the night when the men snuck into the officers' quarters and executed a large portion of the command chain. With the rest of the contenders, either dead or docile Corrin was able to secure the entire fleet without much of a hitch and declare himself Admiral Corrin Marks.

In the years since the coup Corrin has drastically loosened the restrictions on his soldiers to a point where it may look like chaos to some. Without the strength of the Empire behind his orders, he has had to breed a new culture among his men that turned the harsh and unforgiving atmosphere of the imperial navy into a brotherhood. Many of the ships in his fleet along with the stormtrooper's armor themselves have been heavily decorated. Paint color and insignia differentiate most of the soldiers much like in the days of the old republic but to an even more expansive degree. The three Star Destroyers themselves have even been heavily painted on by the crew of the ship inside and out. During this time Corrin has been plotting with the leaders of Mygeeto to soon announce themselves as a revival of the CIS to the galaxy and request planets to join them. If they can't get enough people to join them on merit alone the CIS just might have to find a way to prove it's strength among the more established galactic powers through military might.

Character Personality: Corrin Marks is smart and calculating, but lets his emotions run rampant no matter what his logical brain is telling him. Whether that emotion is rage, joy, or sadness he sees it as a sign he is doing something right and will push onwards. He truly feels alive in a close battle or a tense negotiation, especially with his life on the line. When not looking for thrills he is exceptional at reading people and creates his strategies off of his opponent's habits and weaknesses, adapting on the fly when necessary. A weakness of his is severe tunnel vision if he becomes excited.

Character's Physical Description: The Admiral appears to either just days from turning 30 or only a month or two past that threshold. He has curly hair that has been shaved on the sides and swept back on top so as to not get in his hazel eyes. Corrin has a slight height advantage on most other humans coming in just short of six feet. He keeps his face clean-shaven when he can, and stays in decent shape from occasionally working out with the stormtroopers that are stationed in his flagship. He dresses in a modified imperial officer uniform that is all black with gold rank insignia. He wears no cap with this uniform as he often finds them uncomfortable and useless.

Character Class: Soldier(Admiral)

Items: Vibro-Knife hidden in his right boot, Standard issue blaster at right hip

CIS Strike Force 1

3x ISD2's + full complement for each
2x Interdictor Class
7x Victory Class
4x Gladiator Class

Supporting Characters: N/A

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Rogue Two, Nareia Norre

Character's Name - Nareia Norre

Race - Human

Faction - New Republic

Alignment - Good

Character Background- Nareia was born the daughter of an Incom Corporation engineer, Tahje Norre, on the world of Fresia, where she grew up sharing her father’s love and fascination with both developing starships, working on them, and flying them. Her idea of playing was looking through her father’s manuals and watching him work on ships while incessantly asking questions about his process. She was taught how to handle a fusioncutter by eight, and was already flying beside her father in a Z-95 by the time she turned twelve. Intending to become a part of the Incom Corporation and help shape new ships to fly herself, Nareia’s dreams were shattered by the Empire’s desire to embed themselves with the company.

Her father had decided to abandon the company and throw his lot in with the Alliance, bitterly against the Empire’s interference, and Nareia had joined him without question. They had lived a life largely free from their cold grip, but weren’t ignorant of the fact that not all in the galaxy could be so lucky. Silently supporting the Alliance’s efforts from a distance all this time, this would ultimately be the push he needed to finally help free the galaxy beside them. Having assisted in getting them prototype T-65 X-wings in development, and passing on the knowledge of their whereabouts on the planet, he was one of many scientists and engineers who joined the ranks of the Alliance.

For a while she was satisfied with assisting in starship maintenance, but the destruction of Alderaan had ignited a fire inside her that she could not quell by standing by. She stepped away from her engineering lifestyle to become a pilot and fly against the Empire, her father giving her his blessing after a lengthy discussion. Taking courses from veteran pilots and impressing each one of them over time, Nareia had quickly risen from rookie to elite within a year of following her new path. She did not shy away from any mission whether it was simply a patrol, an escort, or striking at Imperial targets. This also applied to starship usage; while fond of her own X-wing, she had volunteered to fly alongside multiple squadrons using a variety of ships necessary to complete assignments, including A-wings, Y-wings, and T-47 Speeders.

Showing rapidly increasing skills in each fighter used by the Alliance, her flexibility allowed Alliance High command to shift her around multiple active squadrons, never remaining in one for too long. Her efficiency and dedication to the cause had eventually gotten the attention of Wedge Antilles, one of the survivors of the Battle of Yavin, who had invited her to join the ranks of Rogue Squadron, originally created by Luke Skywalker, comprised of some of the best pilots the Alliance had to offer. Flying as Rogue Six, she had assisted in over a dozen strikes on Imperial targets prior to the Battle of Endor, where Rogue Squadron had been temporarily named Red Squadron to honor those that destroyed the first Death Star.

As Red Six, she assisted in providing cover for the most vulnerable frigates during the Battle of Endor. When the shield over the incomplete super-weapon was brought down thanks to Han Solo and his ground team, she joined Wedge and the other remaining pilots in the assault on the Death Star’s core, eventually assisting in diverting the attention of several TIE pilots from Wedge and Lando Calrissian who ultimately saw to the battle station’s destruction.

Five years since that climactic battle, Nareia has risen to become Wedge's second-in-command as Rogue Two. She aids him in selecting pilots to replenish their ranks, joins in briefings and missions of critical importance, and offers valuable input when he needs it most. After several years of service, Nareia has become one of the New Republic's most valued assets. Just get her in the pilot seat and watch her work.

Faction - The New Republic

Nareia joined the New Republic due to a belief in democracy, and to honor the Republic that fell years prior to the Galactic Civil War. She believed her talents as a pilot served the Rebel Alliance better than her engineering skills alone.

Personality -

"Give it everything you've got!"

Nareia is fiercely loyal to the New Republic and very much against the Imperial Remnant, strictly believing that nothing short of their unconditional surrender will guarantee the safety of the New Republic and the galaxy as a whole. Her attitude among friends is lighthearted, playful even--a complete opposite to her persona during assignments where she is turned into a calculating, focused weapon of the acting Squadron Leader. She can and will follow orders through, rarely needing to go against them for the benefit of herself or her people. Never one to put herself before the team or the mission, her career has not benefited from acts of daring. If there is a hotshot pilot among their squadron, it is never herself. She leaves the showboating to the others.

A weakness of hers is that she takes the loss of her fellow pilots harshly, the temptation to let her emotions get the better of her always knocking at her mental door. Her blood boils and her hands shake; eventually she recovers, and readjusts her strategies based on what remains, what needs to be protected, and what has to be destroyed for the mission to be complete. Despite her failings in the past, she believes she is ready to take on a more prominent role in the New Republic's fleet operations. But she also understands that team cohesion and trust has to grow over time, not just among Squadron pilots but also between military personnel. She seeks to earn the trust of her wingmen and superiors and prove she has what it takes to lead men and women into battle like so many before her.

Standing at 5’9, Nareia’s militaristic lifestyle has given her a body reflecting it. Lean muscle encompasses her from head to toe, yet does nothing to conceal the curves and femininity that bore great fruit in her late teens. An ample bosom and thick thighs lie hidden beneath her choice of wear. Her nails and eyes are kept trimmed, and her black hair is cut short for efficiency both on the ground and in the sky. The mild scent of berries wafts around her, specifically the region around her neck; a perfume from Fresia used modestly and with barely a squirt placed, just to remind her of the home she left behind with her father.

Her outfit on assignment is a standard Rebel Flight Suit with no modifications made. This is to prevent herself being distinguished from any other pilot, as they are all fighting the same fight, and so she wears the exact same suit as all others.

Her casual wear is a sleeveless black shirt beneath a dark brown vest with four pockets, two on each side, as well as a holster on her inner left flap to draw a blaster in a dire situation. Black fitted pants and boots wrap up the simple attire.

Character Class - Pilot

Items -

1x DL-44 Blaster
1x Comlink
1x Fusioncutter
1x Medpac stored on X-wing
1x Personal T-65 X-wing w/ Astromech Unit R2-P3; Two days worth of military-grade rations and spare parts included.

Supporting Characters -

Rogue Three, Rayce Dallows

Born on Naboo, Rayce is the youngest son of Rhys Dallows, a skilled pilot who fought and helped destroy the Droid Control Ship that blockaded Naboo several years prior to the outbreak of the Clone Wars. A very by-the-books pilot, Rayce takes minimal risks in combat operations and is one of the more cautious pilots in Rogue Squadron. His experience working in the Royal Naboo Security Force prior to joining the Rebellion had given him the skills necessary to fit anywhere. But, much like his father before him, Rayce preferred being within a cockpit and coming to the defense of others from above.

Prefers X-wings, as they remind him of the NSF’s back home. Unfortunately, he couldn’t take one with him. Like X-wings, his skillset is balanced; he can fit any role necessary to complete the mission with unshakable concentration. Heavily prefers protection and escort duty, and is the first to show up for any military briefing with Nareia.

Rogue Four, Kyrin Onasi

A wisecracking ace with striking eyes, Kyrin comes from Nar Shaddaa. A failed smuggler, the decision to join the Rebel Alliance came from a job offer he couldn't refuse, but his background brought understandable hesitance from those that recruited him. Taking to the skies on trial runs, the invitation into the Rebellion was due to a dire need of experienced volunteers rather than complete trust. He showed exemplary handling in the cockpit of borrowed Z-95’s and, once cleared for A-wing fighters, Kyrin had found a new gig: blasting Imperials out of the skies. As a pilot, he has only a handful of rivals within the Alliance, most of which are within Rogue Squadron. He is a capable combatant in ground operations as well, and can hold his own with some of the Empire’s best sharpshooters and brawlers.

Often competes with Rogue Three for kills during combat operations, and is a heavy flirt who claims to know how to talk his way out of nearly any situation. Great instinct for a ‘failed’ smuggler, though not as focused as Nareia. Prefers RZ-1 A-wing interceptors and baiting numerous foes, risking his own life for others to accomplish their tasks.

Rogue Twelve, Alara Shan Teru

A short, chatty girl around 5’2, Alara is known as one of the most talkative pilots around, a mechanism to help fight the anxiety of an assignment. Born in wealth on Corulag, she grew up with a fascination for all things alien and abnormal compared to her. She took education seriously and studied hard, even for fun, foregoing much playing outside to understand the other species that inhabited the galaxy, and only left it to get into droid work. Out of numerous expensive items, the best gift she ever asked for was an R6 unit, R6-Z6 or “Zee” for short, which she has kept with her to this day.

With massive interest in other cultures, Alara knows countless languages and the planets and people they come from – yes, even Shyriiwook. Her work with droids and computer interfaces growing up has made her skilled in repairing them as well as expanding their skillsets with various modifications, willingly of course. For reasons unknown to everyone she speaks to, she left a life of wealth and comfort to defend the indefensible. Something was calling for her to take action, and that voice was becoming stronger, day by day.

Wedge and Nareia saw the makings of a good pilot, and a leap of faith has been rewarded with a fast learner with sharp instincts and even sharper eyes.

Prefers the RZ-1 A-wing interceptor, as she loves maneuverability. The habit of spinning and swerving has made her one of the most evasive pilots in the New Republic, as well as the most frustrating to lock on, posing a challenge for even the most skilled of pilots to target. Excels as a scout with deadly aim.

The descendant of a Jedi Master in the days of the Old Republic, Alara's Force Sensitive nature allows her a degree of increased accuracy in a cockpit, providing her the chance to take shots before her targeting computer provides a lock. Believing this to be just 'good instincts', she is unaware of her potential with the Force.

Gold Leader, Marvo Rikks

A veteran of the Clone Wars, Marvo’s decision to join the Rebellion early in its inception had come easy. He was one of the few that saw Chancellor Palpatine for what he was and, much like Senator Bail Organa, decided to sever ties with what the Republic was becoming and join Organa in helping form the Rebellion. He speaks little of his early life and serves as an open ear and a shoulder to lean on during the most trying times that young pilots face, as well as an experienced tactician in both air and ground operations. Though he has considerable skill as a pilot, he began his military career as a soldier, and is no slouch behind a rifle.

Serving under Jedi General Rahm Kota during the Clone Wars, Marvo gained deep respect for the Jedi nursed both by battle and by exemplary leadership. When not assisting Rogue Squadron in operations or other affairs for the Rebellion, he is monitoring any news regarding survivors of the Purge with hopes to one day see them fully return from near extinction. He makes frequent trips to Yavin IV to oversee their progress as well as pass on any news to the Jedi if necessary.

His age has not reduced his ability in a cockpit nor looking through a scope, but for obvious reasons he would prefer flight over ground operations unless there is no better option available for him. A surprisingly lethal pilot, even in a bomber – whether Y-wing or B-wing – Marvo looks to train other pilots when available in their usage.

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wrong place sorry

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It's a shorter post, but I just wanted to lay the Foundation for something NR chars could be doing.

[Nib]

Character's name: Binyo

Race: Kyuzo

Faction: Independent

Character Alignment: Neutral Good

Character Background: Binyo was born to a father who served as a clovoc and upheld order on their homeworld, Phatrong. From an early age, Binyo learned to adhere to honor when he could. He listened to the stories his father told him about hunting criminals and how his grandfather and great-grandfather both also served as clovocs on their homeworld. It seemed Binyo would follow the same path until the Jedi came to Phatrong tracking a criminal. While on the planet, they sought the help of the clovocs, and Binyo’s father worked closely with a Jedi who recognized Binyo had a connection with the Force. His father was proud to let his son go be trained as a Jedi. At the age of six, he left his parents and went to Coruscant.

Binyo was delivered to the Temple safely, and his training began. Having some minimal training from his father, Binyo was ahead of the other Younglings in their combat drills. It took him a bit longer to latch onto the teachings of the Force but he took them seriously once he wrapped his head around them. Eventually he graduated into the rank of Padawan and trained under a Lasat Jedi Master named Kuvin Dorenon. Kuvin, being of the Lasat people, also had a strict honor system that he learned to pair with his Jedi teachings and helped Binyo to find the balance between his people and the Jedi as he had. To do this, Kuvin took Binyo to the Lasat homeworld to show him where he had come from and then they traveled to Binyo’s homeworld. As a Padawan, Binyo latched onto Kuvin’s teachings quickly and was held in high regard with his master.

Binyo became a Knight at an early age compared to some Padawans. He passed his trials with satisfaction when he was sixteen and was shortly afterwards knighted. Less than a year after he achieved the rank, the Clone Wars broke out. He was placed with his old Master and was put in command of an army of clones at such a young age. He proved himself a capable commander on the battlefield though throughout the war and was given the command of Clone Commandos and began operating as a special strike team commander. Unimaginably, his team became known as Clovoc Squad. During one mission with his clones, Binyo was severely injured by explosives and lost his right leg. His squad managed to complete the mission and keep him alive. The leg was replaced with a mechanical one, and he continued to serve the Republic and the Jedi, but he saw his loyalty connected more with the soldiers he commanded.

Shortly before the war ended, Binyo left the Order and the Republic Army. Through the continued fighting, he came to see nothing but the pain it put the people of the Galaxy through. He tried to reconcile this by telling himself he was fighting to free planets from under Separtist control because the Republic would treat them better and be better for them, that the Jedi were there to help people through this struggle. None of this helped, and he couldn’t take it any longer. When he left, the Captain of his Commandos, Scrapper, gifted him with one of their DC-17 blasters. It had the symbol of the squad painted on it like the rest of their armaments and armor did, a kyuzo war helmet with a slitted pupil in the center of it.

After leaving the Order and the war behind, Binyo went back to his homeworld and began working as a clovoc alongside his father. Shortly after this the war ended, and Order 66 was given. Republic troops quickly descended on Phatrong in search of Binyo. The clone troopers were something entirely different as they raided his home in search of him, claiming he was a traitor and demanding the cooperation of the clovoc. Those who refused to answer were executed then and there. When they did find him, they shot his father as a traitor for harboring a Jedi. Something in Binyo snapped in that instance, and he tapped into something darker than he had before and killed the clones. He wrenched them through the air, broke their bones, crushed the air from them, but he lived and escaped from Phatrong.

For a time after that he laid low, hopping from planet to planet, taking bounty work as it came. He managed to create a decent reputation for himself in the Outer Rim under a false name. He became something of a constable. Through connections in the underworld he managed to dig up more information on what happened at the end of the Clone Wars, information that was not Imperial propaganda claiming the Jedi were traitors. That was how he started hearing about the Inquisitorius and knew he would eventually be discovered no matter how well he hid. He didn’t have a lightsaber, but he practiced and honed his abilities with the Force even after leaving the Order and rigged his base of operations with layers of defenses.

So when the Inquisitor came, Binyo was prepared for them. The fight was difficult and cost him his base and a hand, but he managed to kill his stalker and obtain their lightsaber. It was damaged: one side of the ring guard was completely broken, the other side only had half the ring left to form a crude and rough hand guard, and one of the emitters no longer worked. He had a functional single bladed lightsaber, however. After the destruction of his base and the defeat of the Inquisitor, Binyo went into deeper hiding for a while in the Outer Rim. In his hiding, he meditated on the kyber crystal within the Inquisitor’s lightsaber. It lashed out, showing him its former master was at one time a Jedi Knight and had turned on the Order after being corrupted by the Empire and began hunting down any survivors of Order 66. He was no stranger to tapping into the Dark Side at this point in his life, but the crystal radiated dark energy and attempted to attach itself to him and corrupt him. He managed to resist and began somewhat purifying the crystal. Over time it became a dull orange rather than a vibrant red color.

After the defeat of the Empire and even upon hearing rumors of Luke Skywalker and his new Jedi, Binyo shas stuck to being an independent law man, though now he can be somewhat more liberal in using the Force.

Character Personality: Between his people's culture and his previous Jedi training, Binyo has a strong sense of honor and duty to those he actually comes to trust. He is slow to trust since he left the Jedi Order prior to the end of the Clone Wars and became even more so after Order 66. His honor will lead him to help those in need, but he knows it's unrealistic to be a hero and knows when to look out for himself first when the need arises. After leaving the Order he has become skeptical of Skywalker's New Order and has so far avoided any contact with it.

Character's Physical description: Under his protective vizor and war helmet, Binyo has deep yellow eyes with slitted pupils and blue green scaled skin. He stands around six and a half feet tall with the lanky, muscular build of his species. He is usually seen with his visor, helmet, and filter mask connected as one piece, though they do disconnect if he wishes to take his helmet off but keep his visor and mask on. His filter mask doubles as a translator, as he prefers to speak in his native language. He carries his blast in a hip holster, and the sniper components on his back for easy access should he need to switch to long range. The damaged Inquisitor lightsaber is kept on the small of his back and hidden under his poncho.

Character Class: Force Sensitive

Items:

◼ A functional but damaged Inquisitor lightsaber

◼ A DC-17m Interchangeable Blaster with Sniper components

◼ A grey and dark teal accented NovaSword Space Superiority Fighter named The Solar Tide

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Character's name: Binyo

Race: Kyuzo

Faction: Independent

Character Alignment: Neutral Good

Character Background: Binyo was born to a father who served as a clovoc and upheld order on their homeworld, Phatrong. From an early age, Binyo learned to adhere to honor when he could. He listened to the stories his father told him about hunting criminals and how his grandfather and great-grandfather both also served as clovocs on their homeworld. It seemed Binyo would follow the same path until the Jedi came to Phatrong tracking a criminal. While on the planet, they sought the help of the clovocs, and Binyo’s father worked closely with a Jedi who recognized Binyo had a connection with the Force. His father was proud to let his son go be trained as a Jedi. At the age of six, he left his parents and went to Coruscant.

Binyo was delivered to the Temple safely, and his training began. Having some minimal training from his father, Binyo was ahead of the other Younglings in their combat drills. It took him a bit longer to latch onto the teachings of the Force but he took them seriously once he wrapped his head around them. Eventually he graduated into the rank of Padawan and trained under a Lasat Jedi Master named Kuvin Dorenon. Kuvin, being of the Lasat people, also had a strict honor system that he learned to pair with his Jedi teachings and helped Binyo to find the balance between his people and the Jedi as he had. To do this, Kuvin took Binyo to the Lasat homeworld to show him where he had come from and then they traveled to Binyo’s homeworld. As a Padawan, Binyo latched onto Kuvin’s teachings quickly and was held in high regard with his master.

Binyo became a Knight at an early age compared to some Padawans. He passed his trials with satisfaction when he was sixteen and was shortly afterwards knighted. Less than a year after he achieved the rank, the Clone Wars broke out. He was placed with his old Master and was put in command of an army of clones at such a young age. He proved himself a capable commander on the battlefield though throughout the war and was given the command of Clone Commandos and began operating as a special strike team commander. Unimaginably, his team became known as Clovoc Squad. During one mission with his clones, Binyo was severely injured by explosives and lost his right leg. His squad managed to complete the mission and keep him alive. The leg was replaced with a mechanical one, and he continued to serve the Republic and the Jedi, but he saw his loyalty connected more with the soldiers he commanded.

Shortly before the war ended, Binyo left the Order and the Republic Army. Through the continued fighting, he came to see nothing but the pain it put the people of the Galaxy through. He tried to reconcile this by telling himself he was fighting to free planets from under Separtist control because the Republic would treat them better and be better for them, that the Jedi were there to help people through this struggle. None of this helped, and he couldn’t take it any longer. When he left, the Captain of his Commandos, Scrapper, gifted him with one of their DC-17 blasters. It had the symbol of the squad painted on it like the rest of their armaments and armor did, a kyuzo war helmet with a slitted pupil in the center of it.

After leaving the Order and the war behind, Binyo went back to his homeworld and began working as a clovoc alongside his father. Shortly after this the war ended, and Order 66 was given. Republic troops quickly descended on Phatrong in search of Binyo. The clone troopers were something entirely different as they raided his home in search of him, claiming he was a traitor and demanding the cooperation of the clovoc. Those who refused to answer were executed then and there. When they did find him, they shot his father as a traitor for harboring a Jedi. Something in Binyo snapped in that instance, and he tapped into something darker than he had before and killed the clones. He wrenched them through the air, broke their bones, crushed the air from them, but he lived and escaped from Phatrong.

For a time after that he laid low, hopping from planet to planet, taking bounty work as it came. He managed to create a decent reputation for himself in the Outer Rim under a false name. He became something of a constable. Through connections in the underworld he managed to dig up more information on what happened at the end of the Clone Wars, information that was not Imperial propaganda claiming the Jedi were traitors. That was how he started hearing about the Inquisitorius and knew he would eventually be discovered no matter how well he hid. He didn’t have a lightsaber, but he practiced and honed his abilities with the Force even after leaving the Order and rigged his base of operations with layers of defenses.

So when the Inquisitor came, Binyo was prepared for them. The fight was difficult and cost him his base and a hand, but he managed to kill his stalker and obtain their lightsaber. It was damaged: one side of the ring guard was completely broken, the other side only had half the ring left to form a crude and rough hand guard, and one of the emitters no longer worked. He had a functional single bladed lightsaber, however. After the destruction of his base and the defeat of the Inquisitor, Binyo went into deeper hiding for a while in the Outer Rim. In his hiding, he meditated on the kyber crystal within the Inquisitor’s lightsaber. It lashed out, showing him its former master was at one time a Jedi Knight and had turned on the Order after being corrupted by the Empire and began hunting down any survivors of Order 66. He was no stranger to tapping into the Dark Side at this point in his life, but the crystal radiated dark energy and attempted to attach itself to him and corrupt him. He managed to resist and began somewhat purifying the crystal. Over time it became a dull orange rather than a vibrant red color.

After the defeat of the Empire and even upon hearing rumors of Luke Skywalker and his new Jedi, Binyo shas stuck to being an independent law man, though now he can be somewhat more liberal in using the Force.

Character Personality: Between his people's culture and his previous Jedi training, Binyo has a strong sense of honor and duty to those he actually comes to trust. He is slow to trust since he left the Jedi Order prior to the end of the Clone Wars and became even more so after Order 66. His honor will lead him to help those in need, but he knows it's unrealistic to be a hero and knows when to look out for himself first when the need arises. After leaving the Order he has become skeptical of Skywalker's New Order and has so far avoided any contact with it.

Character's Physical description: Under his protective vizor and war helmet, Binyo has deep yellow eyes with slitted pupils and blue green scaled skin. He stands around six and a half feet tall with the lanky, muscular build of his species. He is usually seen with his visor, helmet, and filter mask connected as one piece, though they do disconnect if he wishes to take his helmet off but keep his visor and mask on. His filter mask doubles as a translator, as he prefers to speak in his native language. He carries his blast in a hip holster, and the sniper components on his back for easy access should he need to switch to long range. The damaged Inquisitor lightsaber is kept on the small of his back and hidden under his poncho.

Character Class: Force Sensitive

Items:

◼ A functional but damaged Inquisitor lightsaber

◼ A DC-17m Interchangeable Blaster with Sniper components

◼ A grey and dark teal accented NovaSword Space Superiority Fighter named The Solar Tide

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He is ready.

Said Character

Name: Tarak

Alias: Darth Tarak

Race: Zabrak (Male)

Faction: Sith, but only one in particular.

Alignment: Evil

Class: Force Sensitive

Appearance: Heh heh heh heh heh heh...

Tarak is big, like Savage Opress big, and built for combat. He is not Dathomirian, however, but something different. Long ago, Zabrak were originally designed by the Rakata when they had lost their attunement to the Force. A genetically-engineered species, you can imagine that several different stages of development occurred to produce the battle-hardy people. Sometimes, a quirk of genetics brings forth a version with greater potential for violence than any normal member of their kind. This is looked down upon by other Zabrak as a 'Retrograde'. They are a proud people, never turning from a challenge, but Tarak is more naturally gifted in brutality, and he is marked thus, as all retrogrades are born with somewhat thicker horns, the pair located in the forehead region actually meant for headbutting and caving in skulls.

He is deeply-tanned in complexion, with a dirty-golden color in his eyes surrounding orange pupils and black-slit irises. Because his own kind are disgusted by this throwback heritage, and because he is a Sith, you would find him in a loose-fitting black mantle, more like a coat that is weather resistant, keeps the sun out of his eyes, and prevents immediate recognition. Underneath it, he is wearing modern body armor clothing, a mixture of the rough and the smooth textures, also cast darkly while broken by gray or silver where there is an outlining or something. His belt is Krayt Tail. His boots are industrial gear, insulated against hazards. Everything about him screams of unbreakable force. Whether that is true or not, aye, that's the kicker.

Personality: Let us begin...

Mr. Tarak is unique. I use that word specifically. He is a marvelous piece of work, mentally and physically at his peak. You've seen his body, and now you shall see his mind. He is as potentially savage as indicated, but I have both fortified AND enhanced these qualities. To leave him as an easily-aggravated creature would be a waste. That particular quality will come later. No, I trained him well, and so his savage fury, his monstrous brutality, his penchant for annihilation - all of this is a well-constructed sword. He has learned to suppress with contempt when those who are below him are not worth the fullness of his rage, and to burst at will against that which is far more deserving.

Normally, a Retrograde could not do thus, of course, but the benefit of proper genetic manipulation, technology which has been accessable for years, is that you can isolate some of the tendancies while allowing others to flourish. And so, Tarak is a Retrograde whose mind is an aquaduct of rage which flows marvelously, waiting for the floodgates to open and deluge all who stand before him. He functions as any sentient being...but he is also a Sith, and thus embraces the darkness to take what he desires, to fight and kill and relish in the act of combat. He does not back down from a challenge easily, yet knows when to cut his losses. He is anger incarnate, like an exploding sun, but only when he decides to loosen his grip. That is my gift to the galaxy, a perfect killing machine made of flesh and blood and Force.

The above statement is true, though it contains a fair amount of ego. What it doesn't say is that Tarak has more than killing on his mind. You see, he was not born an oppressed and hated individual on Iridonia. He was born in a lab, and is quite aware of the facts surrounding his life, but has not actually experienced it all, due to being trained in isolation until ready by a Sith Lord. Said Master used the most insidious weapon he could think of to retain Tarak's loyalty, which was The Truth. Therefore, he knows that he will not be accepted by Zabrak society, and perhaps not others, as well. Because his Master has worked to his benefit, Tarak has no reason to turn on him, not even for making him this way, because he also understands that it was purposed, and that it makes him strong. The only issue is that he somehow wants something more than what is provided...and he doesn't even know what.

Items: Good stuff in here.

Double Interlocking Light Saber - That is to say, a pair of individual light sabers that may interlock at the hilts to form a double-bladed saber. They are Krayt-scale over black metal with two ignition switches. The blades are lava crystal, creating intense heat and actually dripping with heated substance.

The Cleaving Tusk - An unmarked, unregistered, and largely unheard of fighter-bomber, a prototype for a kind of Sith-style vessel. It has a relatively-slim bodywork, with cockpit in front and a gradual tappering towards the back, with four wing-like protrusions that are similar in style to an X-Wing in attack mode, but they are shorter and seem more like tempered blades with end-mounted guns. Engines are towards the back, though the VERY back of the ship houses an energy bomber, not unlike a Tie-Bomber's own device. Basic shielding, decent scanners, hyperdrive enabled, etc. This fighter is designed as a nimble marauding vessel, build for strafing and bombing, but also quick maneuvers, especially when tucking its wings in towards the back (also then pointing the guns in that direction) and slipping into small places with its relatively-narrow profile. It is ideal for a force-user, it's dangerous in a Sith's hands.

Background: Now, let me tell you a story...

You're probably thinking 'A Zabrak. How original.', but I scoff at you for such thoughts. The Zabrak species was designed by the Rakata to a purpose. They were to be their battle-chargers, their warriors, their gauntlets thrown when the Force abandoned their own bodies. Potentially, they would have even become their new bodies, given time, but the Rakata died out and the Zabrak did not. The only thing left was for someone to realize their potential and use them. Truly, Sith of the old age did, and the Sisters of Dathomir OBVIOUSLY understood. It certainly seemed a propserous move for Sidious, at one time. Ah, Sidious, you shriveled old fool... Where was I? Ah yes... Tarak.

He was neither born on Iridonia nor Dathomir, but in a tank eiither built from the designs of or stolen from the planet Kamino. There, a man waited patiently to train him. He was not accelerated in development. Short-term solutions lead to long-term failures. He was, instead, raised and educated from the beginning by both driods and that one man, he who would become his Master, and the Master of all who lived and breathed. We're going to run this galaxy, you and I. It will be such fun... Because of this, Tarak was able to develop as a normal member of his species, but isolated from his kind due to the fact that he was made exploiting the genetic throwback condition known as Retrograde Syndrome. He had been shown videos of others like him and how his kind reacted to him, and then told that though he was superior to them in every way, they would never accept his existence. His Master used this as the beginning tool to fuel his anger, and went on to state that he made him this way on purpose. Never give up a potential advantage, no matter how cruel it may be. Revel in your strength, your power. When none dare to challenge you, when the FEAR grips their hearts and minds forever, you are truly free.

Time went on, and you might think that his Master needed to oppress his student in order to retain his position, but no. As a great manipulator, that man decided that with the truth, Tarak would only anger and never feel betrayed, and if he were placated - with he playing the constant benefactor who knows all and understands his frustrations - he would himself never betray. And this worked. As teacher, his Master was harsh, but all that and more would be expected of him. He was only preparing himself for the worlds beyond. In time, Tarak grew in strength and fighting prowess, using the force by the greatest of battle instinct and being one with the tide that was his rage. He was ready, and that was when his Master told him of the Plan...

We are at a crossroads in the galaxy, Mr. Tarak. They out there have known fear and turmoil, misery and rage, chaos and strife... I have been preparing for this moment, and now it is here. What we shall do is this... All that is has been turned on its head by the Force. Once, there was balance, and then those fools with the Rule of Two made our side weaker, and so the Jedi overwhelmed the galaxy. But then, as luck would have it, their complacency caused their downfall, and we shall rise again. I have been in study, and in experimentation, waiting...watching... We will now bring this galaxy to its knees, remove the last errant traces of those with the Force, and then...push back with everything, so they are left reeling forever.

'When none dare to challenge you, you are truly free.' Those were his Master's words. He said that he would make this struggle for balance in the Force irrelevent, and he was the key. Sadly, it was not explained how, but his Master did say that it was possible with the right amount of study and research. Tarak was not his only experiment, just his most successful. Always, there was this feeling that something tremendous was in the works. He was given such indication, plenty of times, and assured that their power would be endless and overwhelming, and that the keys to this power had been developed over the course of many years and many battles, all of which the Master had witnessed with his own eyes. Tarak never quite got that part, as his Master seemed quite young. Nevertheless, he would do these things for his cause and see where they went. He had not done him a misdeed, but rather made him alive and real by his own hands. And while the feeling that he may be missing something that the man could not provide, there was no reason not to work to his benefit, to their benefit, for power and glory.

Supporting Characters: And now...

Darth Diabolus - Greetings. At last, we meet. I am the Master and the creator of Mr. Tarak, and it is I who have interjected within this file. After all, am I not a part of my greatest pupil, my dreaded apprentice? I ahould think so. I have a plan for this galaxy, for the future of all life on these worlds and out in space. As much as Jedi and Sith, warlords and revolutionaries, paupers and peacemakers have moved, I have been the shadow behind, the darkness beneath, the void beyond.... Long have I lived, though I share the face of human. In my time, I have always stirred things up, changed events towards the most violent outcomes. Now, as things are truly shaken up with the death of worlds and a fractured Empire, I will push things closer to the precipace, and the balance of all things will fall forever into darkness and chaos.

[nitemare shape]

He is ready.

Said Character

Name: Tarak

Alias: Darth Tarak

Race: Zabrak (Male)

Faction: Sith, but only one in particular.

Alignment: Evil

Class: Force Sensitive

Appearance: Heh heh heh heh heh heh...

Tarak is big, like Savage Opress big, and built for combat. He is not Dathomirian, however, but something different. Long ago, Zabrak were originally designed by the Rakata when they had lost their attunement to the Force. A genetically-engineered species, you can imagine that several different stages of development occurred to produce the battle-hardy people. Sometimes, a quirk of genetics brings forth a version with greater potential for violence than any normal member of their kind. This is looked down upon by other Zabrak as a 'Retrograde'. They are a proud people, never turning from a challenge, but Tarak is more naturally gifted in brutality, and he is marked thus, as all retrogrades are born with somewhat thicker horns, the pair located in the forehead region actually meant for headbutting and caving in skulls.

He is deeply-tanned in complexion, with a dirty-golden color in his eyes surrounding orange pupils and black-slit irises. Because his own kind are disgusted by this throwback heritage, and because he is a Sith, you would find him in a loose-fitting black mantle, more like a coat that is weather resistant, keeps the sun out of his eyes, and prevents immediate recognition. Underneath it, he is wearing modern body armor clothing, a mixture of the rough and the smooth textures, also cast darkly while broken by gray or silver where there is an outlining or something. His belt is Krayt Tail. His boots are industrial gear, insulated against hazards. Everything about him screams of unbreakable force. Whether that is true or not, aye, that's the kicker.

Personality: Let us begin...

Mr. Tarak is unique. I use that word specifically. He is a marvelous piece of work, mentally and physically at his peak. You've seen his body, and now you shall see his mind. He is as potentially savage as indicated, but I have both fortified AND enhanced these qualities. To leave him as an easily-aggravated creature would be a waste. That particular quality will come later. No, I trained him well, and so his savage fury, his monstrous brutality, his penchant for annihilation - all of this is a well-constructed sword. He has learned to suppress with contempt when those who are below him are not worth the fullness of his rage, and to burst at will against that which is far more deserving.

Normally, a Retrograde could not do thus, of course, but the benefit of proper genetic manipulation, technology which has been accessable for years, is that you can isolate some of the tendancies while allowing others to flourish. And so, Tarak is a Retrograde whose mind is an aquaduct of rage which flows marvelously, waiting for the floodgates to open and deluge all who stand before him. He functions as any sentient being...but he is also a Sith, and thus embraces the darkness to take what he desires, to fight and kill and relish in the act of combat. He does not back down from a challenge easily, yet knows when to cut his losses. He is anger incarnate, like an exploding sun, but only when he decides to loosen his grip. That is my gift to the galaxy, a perfect killing machine made of flesh and blood and Force.

The above statement is true, though it contains a fair amount of ego. What it doesn't say is that Tarak has more than killing on his mind. You see, he was not born an oppressed and hated individual on Iridonia. He was born in a lab, and is quite aware of the facts surrounding his life, but has not actually experienced it all, due to being trained in isolation until ready by a Sith Lord. Said Master used the most insidious weapon he could think of to retain Tarak's loyalty, which was The Truth. Therefore, he knows that he will not be accepted by Zabrak society, and perhaps not others, as well. Because his Master has worked to his benefit, Tarak has no reason to turn on him, not even for making him this way, because he also understands that it was purposed, and that it makes him strong. The only issue is that he somehow wants something more than what is provided...and he doesn't even know what.

Items: Good stuff in here.

Double Interlocking Light Saber - That is to say, a pair of individual light sabers that may interlock at the hilts to form a double-bladed saber. They are Krayt-scale over black metal with two ignition switches. The blades are lava crystal, creating intense heat and actually dripping with heated substance.

The Cleaving Tusk - An unmarked, unregistered, and largely unheard of fighter-bomber, a prototype for a kind of Sith-style vessel. It has a relatively-slim bodywork, with cockpit in front and a gradual tappering towards the back, with four wing-like protrusions that are similar in style to an X-Wing in attack mode, but they are shorter and seem more like tempered blades with end-mounted guns. Engines are towards the back, though the VERY back of the ship houses an energy bomber, not unlike a Tie-Bomber's own device. Basic shielding, decent scanners, hyperdrive enabled, etc. This fighter is designed as a nimble marauding vessel, build for strafing and bombing, but also quick maneuvers, especially when tucking its wings in towards the back (also then pointing the guns in that direction) and slipping into small places with its relatively-narrow profile. It is ideal for a force-user, it's dangerous in a Sith's hands.

Background: Now, let me tell you a story...

You're probably thinking 'A Zabrak. How original.', but I scoff at you for such thoughts. The Zabrak species was designed by the Rakata to a purpose. They were to be their battle-chargers, their warriors, their gauntlets thrown when the Force abandoned their own bodies. Potentially, they would have even become their new bodies, given time, but the Rakata died out and the Zabrak did not. The only thing left was for someone to realize their potential and use them. Truly, Sith of the old age did, and the Sisters of Dathomir OBVIOUSLY understood. It certainly seemed a propserous move for Sidious, at one time. Ah, Sidious, you shriveled old fool... Where was I? Ah yes... Tarak.

He was neither born on Iridonia nor Dathomir, but in a tank eiither built from the designs of or stolen from the planet Kamino. There, a man waited patiently to train him. He was not accelerated in development. Short-term solutions lead to long-term failures. He was, instead, raised and educated from the beginning by both driods and that one man, he who would become his Master, and the Master of all who lived and breathed. We're going to run this galaxy, you and I. It will be such fun... Because of this, Tarak was able to develop as a normal member of his species, but isolated from his kind due to the fact that he was made exploiting the genetic throwback condition known as Retrograde Syndrome. He had been shown videos of others like him and how his kind reacted to him, and then told that though he was superior to them in every way, they would never accept his existence. His Master used this as the beginning tool to fuel his anger, and went on to state that he made him this way on purpose. Never give up a potential advantage, no matter how cruel it may be. Revel in your strength, your power. When none dare to challenge you, when the FEAR grips their hearts and minds forever, you are truly free.

Time went on, and you might think that his Master needed to oppress his student in order to retain his position, but no. As a great manipulator, that man decided that with the truth, Tarak would only anger and never feel betrayed, and if he were placated - with he playing the constant benefactor who knows all and understands his frustrations - he would himself never betray. And this worked. As teacher, his Master was harsh, but all that and more would be expected of him. He was only preparing himself for the worlds beyond. In time, Tarak grew in strength and fighting prowess, using the force by the greatest of battle instinct and being one with the tide that was his rage. He was ready, and that was when his Master told him of the Plan...

We are at a crossroads in the galaxy, Mr. Tarak. They out there have known fear and turmoil, misery and rage, chaos and strife... I have been preparing for this moment, and now it is here. What we shall do is this... All that is has been turned on its head by the Force. Once, there was balance, and then those fools with the Rule of Two made our side weaker, and so the Jedi overwhelmed the galaxy. But then, as luck would have it, their complacency caused their downfall, and we shall rise again. I have been in study, and in experimentation, waiting...watching... We will now bring this galaxy to its knees, remove the last errant traces of those with the Force, and then...push back with everything, so they are left reeling forever.

'When none dare to challenge you, you are truly free.' Those were his Master's words. He said that he would make this struggle for balance in the Force irrelevent, and he was the key. Sadly, it was not explained how, but his Master did say that it was possible with the right amount of study and research. Tarak was not his only experiment, just his most successful. Always, there was this feeling that something tremendous was in the works. He was given such indication, plenty of times, and assured that their power would be endless and overwhelming, and that the keys to this power had been developed over the course of many years and many battles, all of which the Master had witnessed with his own eyes. Tarak never quite got that part, as his Master seemed quite young. Nevertheless, he would do these things for his cause and see where they went. He had not done him a misdeed, but rather made him alive and real by his own hands. And while the feeling that he may be missing something that the man could not provide, there was no reason not to work to his benefit, to their benefit, for power and glory.

Supporting Characters: And now...

Darth Diabolus - Greetings. At last, we meet. I am the Master and the creator of Mr. Tarak, and it is I who have interjected within this file. After all, am I not a part of my greatest pupil, my dreaded apprentice? I ahould think so. I have a plan for this galaxy, for the future of all life on these worlds and out in space. As much as Jedi and Sith, warlords and revolutionaries, paupers and peacemakers have moved, I have been the shadow behind, the darkness beneath, the void beyond.... Long have I lived, though I share the face of human. In my time, I have always stirred things up, changed events towards the most violent outcomes. Now, as things are truly shaken up with the death of worlds and a fractured Empire, I will push things closer to the precipace, and the balance of all things will fall forever into darkness and chaos.

@FalloutJack

[Nib]

Accidental Post. Disregard. Was testing layout for a second sheet.

[Sep]

Out of curiosity @Alternax where is the Blackstar based out off? Whom does it serve?

If you'd want I'd be able to find a way to get you involved in the Grand Imperium.

[Nib]

Senator Celdoth Vodro

Character's name: Celdoth Vodro

Race: Duros

Faction: Independent System Movement (publicly)

Character Alignment: Lawful Evil

Character Background: Celdoth was not always the Senator of Kwenn or the Lord of its criminal element. He started life as a street urchin, running with gangs unger the tail of one of the local Hutts. He had a knack for knowing what his superiors wanted to hear, and used that talent to climb the ladder of the underworld. The Hutt lord grew to like him and gave him command of his own gang, an arm of the Hutt’s territory. Besides the criminals he rubbed elbows with, there were also the Imperials occupying Kween and its station. He kept on their good side as well, which made his own business much easier to conduct, and that reflected well on his reputation with the Hutts. A good reputation with them meant more power for him, and he eventually became a lesser crime lord under them.

All of that changed when the Empire fell, though. The Empire left a power vacuum that was filled with the Remnant, and the Rebellion became the New Republic. Kwenn went back to the Hutts, but Celdoth saw his chance. After living under Imperial rule for so long, the Hutts’ power had dwindled just enough. He squeezed his way in, using his ex-Imperial contacts and formed his own network across different systems. Through that network he heard whispers of systems wanting neither New Republic nor Imperial Remnant rule. Using his influence and charisma he climbed his way to Senator of Kwenn.

The Hutts tried to move in and blackmail him into being their puppet, but he had different plans. He turned most of the criminal element on the Hutts and used his Senatorial position to form task forces equipped to bring the Hutts to heel. He essentially wiped them out and became the Crime Lord of Kwenn and its station. Those in his employ as Senator also serve him in a criminal capacity. There are suspicions that he is the Crime Lord of Kwenn, but there is no proof to those claims. To the public he is Senator Celdoth Vodro, the voice for the people’s independence.

With his dual role and vast network, he reached out and contacted those whispering for something different. He and the others formed the Independent System Movement. The council of Independent Senators have been in contact with the New Republic and Imperial Remnant. There are talks of a fleet being formed to defend that independence as well a possible election for a Chairman. Rumors surround the election, rumors of Celdoth almost assuredly being nominated.

Character Personality: Celdoth is a boisterous and charismatic figure. He comes off as friendly, and it’s difficult for some to not like him the more they talk with him or at least come to not outwardly hate him. Beneath this charismatic exterior, he is an expert at manipulating and reading the people around him. He can switch from charismatic and friendly to cold and unreadable. He distrusts everyone he meets, and is constantly analyzing and reading them in an attempt to figure out what they want. Celdoth got to where he is not by trusting, but by knowing how to exploit and manipulate the people he meets. He is not above blackmail or even hiring people to take out his enemies.

Character Class: Beaurocrat/Scoundrel

Items:

◼ A pair of Mandalorian gauntlets equipped with blasters and darts hidden under his sleeves

◼ A custom red and gold accented Courier-class Yacht dubbed The Veil

Supporting Characters:

◼ Golthad Stigyn - Male Sullustan bodyguard

◼ Olma Derrin - Female Human bodyguard

◼ Vas Sindu - Female Kel Dor Secretary/Second in Command

[DaBomb]

Alrighty, here's my try.

My Hider

Character's name: Alena Abzhul

Race: Human

Faction: Formally the empire, currently acts as a bounty hunter.

Character Alignment: Neutral

Character Background: Alena, like many living under the galactic empire, was born poor and impoverished. And like many of the poor, she joined the Empire armed forces as soon as she could. Graduating from the Imperial academy with flying colors, soon being offered to join the elite branch of the imperial army, the Death Troopers. Wanting the prestige and financial success that came with the position, she accepted. She considers this the point where her life fell apart.

The training period to become a Death Trooper was a solid year of grueling physical training, outdoor survival, and constant imperial propaganda and borderline torture, designed to mold every single cadet into a heartless murderer for the Empire. Once her boots hit the ground, Alena's heart had been condensed into an unfeeling lump of coal, her spirit tempered to become unflinching in the field of war. Given the pauldrons of a commander, her first assignment was to crush the Mandalorians in several systems, as the Empire has reports that they would soon join the rebellion, and the Empire just couldn't have that.

If the Death Trooper training had turned her into a fearless warrior, her station during the Great Purge had turned her into a husk of a human being, her feelings and morals ground to dust. She'll never forgive herself for what she's done and she doesn't expect anyone else to, either. Commander Alena had several years of service when the Emperor suddenly died, his domain fracturing into several warlord states. Knowing that the slices of the Empire would be much more busy with other matters, she fled from her post, leaving it all behind.

Alena now lives in a sparsely populated farming planet, as a farmer on a large plot of land. She maintains this farm with several individuals she's either rescued, orphaned, or those that simply wish to work for her. But, she is not a full time humble farmer. She takes bounty hits every know and again for extra income and to help keep her skills sharp. She hopes one day she'll have enough credits to retire and live in relative peace with the people around her...

Character Personality: Alena is a direct individual, yet oddly quiet. She prefers action over words and is very quick to the former. She is very protective of her friends and those she loves, but it's difficult to become either. Finally, her demeanor is that of a professional, she normally does not show emotion, though there are exceptions.

Character's Physical description: Alena is a tall woman, that is heavily toned from years of combat. Her skin is a light brown, her hair an ebony black that contrasts her emerald green eyes. Her feminine curves are usually covered by modest clothing, unless she's wearing her suit. Her suit appears to be the base form of a death trooper suit, but heavily modified from parts from mandalorian suits of armor. It has an armorweave cape coming from her left pauldron. The color scheme of her armor is Black and Dark Purple.

Character Class: Bounty Hunter

Items:
-Umbral's Armor: Death Trooper armor is equipped with advanced targeting systems, allowing for great situational awareness and targetting systems. In additional, the armor is coated in a polymer that warps electromagnetic symbols, allowing almost complete stealth from and tracking sensors. There are several parts replaced with beskar equivalents, mainly being the arm guards, and parts of the chest plate. On the left pauldron is a armorweave cape.
-Two Heavy Laser Pistols: Twin pistols bought and customized by Alena. They are designed to be quick shooting and heavy hitting. Both are lying in her thighs quick release holsters.
-A slug firing sniper rifle: A customized super high caliber sniper rifle that uses the barbaric ammunition of lead bullets. It has seen heavy use against armor and weapons designed to resist or deflect blaster bolts.
-A Short VibroBlade: A vibroblade slightly smaller than the average built, yet made from beskar. Taken from the hands from a dead Mandalorian.
-Utility Belt: A belt featuring a number of useful items, such as grenades, packs of ammo, knives, etc
-Lancer-class pursuit craft: A ship purchased through saved up credits from her imperial job.

Supporting Characters:
R6-F8: A droid that was taken from someone who did not appreciate it, during her beginning year of being a bounty hunter. Affectionately known as "Fate", Alena enjoys the droid's company and takes it on most of her missions to deal with technical work and computer work, something she could never hope to do by herself.

Kina Yamana: An orphaned Umbaran child, taken in from the imperial planet of Umbara. Killed during a civil war, after the Emperor's death, Alena took her in after finding her during one of her missions, raising the teen into the young adult she is today. The young girl is well versed in engineering mechanics and piloting, Kina maintains and makes Alena's equipment as well as flies her ship. The pair have a loving relationship.

[nitemare shape]

Senator Celdoth Vodro

Character's name: Celdoth Vodro

Race: Duros

Faction: Independent System Movement (publicly)

Character Alignment: Lawful Evil

Character Background: Celdoth was not always the Senator of Kwenn or the Lord of its criminal element. He started life as a street urchin, running with gangs unger the tail of one of the local Hutts. He had a knack for knowing what his superiors wanted to hear, and used that talent to climb the ladder of the underworld. The Hutt lord grew to like him and gave him command of his own gang, an arm of the Hutt’s territory. Besides the criminals he rubbed elbows with, there were also the Imperials occupying Kween and its station. He kept on their good side as well, which made his own business much easier to conduct, and that reflected well on his reputation with the Hutts. A good reputation with them meant more power for him, and he eventually became a lesser crime lord under them.

All of that changed when the Empire fell, though. The Empire left a power vacuum that was filled with the Remnant, and the Rebellion became the New Republic. Kwenn went back to the Hutts, but Celdoth saw his chance. After living under Imperial rule for so long, the Hutts’ power had dwindled just enough. He squeezed his way in, using his ex-Imperial contacts and formed his own network across different systems. Through that network he heard whispers of systems wanting neither New Republic nor Imperial Remnant rule. Using his influence and charisma he climbed his way to Senator of Kwenn.

The Hutts tried to move in and blackmail him into being their puppet, but he had different plans. He turned most of the criminal element on the Hutts and used his Senatorial position to form task forces equipped to bring the Hutts to heel. He essentially wiped them out and became the Crime Lord of Kwenn and its station. Those in his employ as Senator also serve him in a criminal capacity. There are suspicions that he is the Crime Lord of Kwenn, but there is no proof to those claims. To the public he is Senator Celdoth Vodro, the voice for the people’s independence.

With his dual role and vast network, he reached out and contacted those whispering for something different. He and the others formed the Independent System Movement. The council of Independent Senators have been in contact with the New Republic and Imperial Remnant. There are talks of a fleet being formed to defend that independence as well a possible election for a Chairman. Rumors surround the election, rumors of Celdoth almost assuredly being nominated.

Character Personality: Celdoth is a boisterous and charismatic figure. He comes off as friendly, and it’s difficult for some to not like him the more they talk with him or at least come to not outwardly hate him. Beneath this charismatic exterior, he is an expert at manipulating and reading the people around him. He can switch from charismatic and friendly to cold and unreadable. He distrusts everyone he meets, and is constantly analyzing and reading them in an attempt to figure out what they want. Celdoth got to where he is not by trusting, but by knowing how to exploit and manipulate the people he meets. He is not above blackmail or even hiring people to take out his enemies.

Character Class: Beaurocrat/Scoundrel

Items:

◼ A pair of Mandalorian gauntlets equipped with blasters and darts hidden under his sleeves

◼ A custom red and gold accented Courier-class Yacht dubbed The Veil

Supporting Characters:

◼ Golthad Stigyn - Male Sullustan bodyguard

◼ Olma Derrin - Female Human bodyguard

◼ Vas Sindu - Female Kel Dor Secretary/Second in Command

@Nib

[nitemare shape]

Alrighty, here's my try.

My Hider

Character's name: Alena Abzhul

Race: Human

Faction: Formally the empire, currently acts as a bounty hunter.

Character Alignment: Neutral

Character Background: Alena, like many living under the galactic empire, was born poor and impoverished. And like many of the poor, she joined the Empire armed forces as soon as she could. Graduating from the Imperial academy with flying colors, soon being offered to join the elite branch of the imperial army, the Death Troopers. Wanting the prestige and financial success that came with the position, she accepted. She considers this the point where her life fell apart.

The training period to become a Death Trooper was a solid year of grueling physical training, outdoor survival, and constant imperial propaganda and borderline torture, designed to mold every single cadet into a heartless murderer for the Empire. Once her boots hit the ground, Alena's heart had been condensed into an unfeeling lump of coal, her spirit tempered to become unflinching in the field of war. Given the pauldrons of a commander, her first assignment was to crush the Mandalorians in several systems, as the Empire has reports that they would soon join the rebellion, and the Empire just couldn't have that.

If the Death Trooper training had turned her into a fearless warrior, her station during the Great Purge had turned her into a husk of a human being, her feelings and morals ground to dust. She'll never forgive herself for what she's done and she doesn't expect anyone else to, either. Commander Alena had several years of service when the Emperor suddenly died, his domain fracturing into several warlord states. Knowing that the slices of the Empire would be much more busy with other matters, she fled from her post, leaving it all behind.

Alena now lives in a sparsely populated farming planet, as a farmer on a large plot of land. She maintains this farm with several individuals she's either rescued, orphaned, or those that simply wish to work for her. But, she is not a full time humble farmer. She takes bounty hits every know and again for extra income and to help keep her skills sharp. She hopes one day she'll have enough credits to retire and live in relative peace with the people around her...

Character Personality: Alena is a direct individual, yet oddly quiet. She prefers action over words and is very quick to the former. She is very protective of her friends and those she loves, but it's difficult to become either. Finally, her demeanor is that of a professional, she normally does not show emotion, though there are exceptions.

Character's Physical description: Alena is a tall woman, that is heavily toned from years of combat. Her skin is a light brown, her hair an ebony black that contrasts her emerald green eyes. Her feminine curves are usually covered by modest clothing, unless she's wearing her suit. Her suit appears to be the base form of a death trooper suit, but heavily modified from parts from mandalorian suits of armor. It has an armorweave cape coming from her left pauldron. The color scheme of her armor is Black and Dark Purple.

Character Class: Bounty Hunter

Items:
-Umbral's Armor: Death Trooper armor is equipped with advanced targeting systems, allowing for great situational awareness and targetting systems. In additional, the armor is coated in a polymer that warps electromagnetic symbols, allowing almost complete stealth from and tracking sensors. There are several parts replaced with beskar equivalents, mainly being the arm guards, and parts of the chest plate. On the left pauldron is a armorweave cape.
-Two Heavy Laser Pistols: Twin pistols bought and customized by Alena. They are designed to be quick shooting and heavy hitting. Both are lying in her thighs quick release holsters.
-A slug firing sniper rifle: A customized super high caliber sniper rifle that uses the barbaric ammunition of lead bullets. It has seen heavy use against armor and weapons designed to resist or deflect blaster bolts.
-A Short VibroBlade: A vibroblade slightly smaller than the average built, yet made from beskar. Taken from the hands from a dead Mandalorian.
-Utility Belt: A belt featuring a number of useful items, such as grenades, packs of ammo, knives, etc
-Lancer-class pursuit craft: A ship purchased through saved up credits from her imperial job.

Supporting Characters:
R6-F8: A droid that was taken from someone who did not appreciate it, during her beginning year of being a bounty hunter. Affectionately known as "Fate", Alena enjoys the droid's company and takes it on most of her missions to deal with technical work and computer work, something she could never hope to do by herself.

Kina Yamana: An orphaned Umbaran child, taken in from the imperial planet of Umbara. Killed during a civil war, after the Emperor's death, Alena took her in after finding her during one of her missions, raising the teen into the young adult she is today. The young girl is well versed in engineering mechanics and piloting, Kina maintains and makes Alena's equipment as well as flies her ship. The pair have a loving relationship.

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Jedi Knight Jaysin Lyr

Star Wars: Legacies Character Sheet

Character's name: Jaysin Lyr

Race: Human

Faction: The New Republic / New Jedi Order

Character Alignment: Good

Character Background:

Jaysin Lyr wishes that Order 66 was the only day in which his world fell apart. He remembers the day that he had to hide the fact that he had been a member of the Jedi Order, raised since he was quite young in the Jedi Academy on Coruscant. A routine investigative mission to the planet of Jakku saw both Jaysin and his master, Ro Nuul, manage to evade and intercept the broadcast revolving around Order 66. Quite simply, the two made a simple life together as moisture farmers on the desert planet. Before then, Jaysin was an unremarkable Jedi Padawan nearing his Knight trials. Master Ro Nuul was a Kel Dor Jedi Knight proficient in the practice of dueling with two lightsabers, though only had one left.

Ro Nuul never explained how he had managed to lose a lightsaber. The Jedi Master was cautious and an embodiment of the patience and harmony with the force that the Jedi Order was founded on. Jaysin learned to embody those same ideals... though his greatest test was the day that Jorren Alleer found the two Jedi. Jaysin learned that Ro Nuul had a Jedi Padawan earlier in the Clone Wars who had been presumed lost and dead in a conflict on Taris. Jorren's lightsaber had been damaged in that battle, and Ro Nuul had lent his padawan one of his lightsabers.

While Ro Nuul was off on a run to the nearest station on Jakku for supplies, Jorren managed to jump Jaysin and kidnapped him. Jorren Alleer, mad with anger that Ro Nuul had left him to die, managed to lead Ro Nuul on a chase back to the planet Taris. Ro Nuul managed to hitch a ride on-board the ship of a surprisingly wealthy smuggler on Jakku. In the depths of Taris where Jorren had managed to survive alone, Jorren gave Ro Nuul a choice: die, or watch his newer padawan truly be destroyed. Ro chose to sacrifice himself for Jaysin. Jaysin remembers, to this day, the sight of Jorren plunging his lightsaber into Ro's chest. Jorren freed Jaysin from his restraints, and Jorren's words still echo in Jaysin's mind. "My work is finished. Go."

Of course, Jaysin couldn't. He pulled for his lightsaber and his master's, and engaged in a duel with Jorren. Jaysin's training and coolness under pressure ultimately prevailed. Jaysin was able to disarm Jorren by cutting off his right hand, and held the fallen Jedi by lightsaber-point. The Jedi code forbid revenge. So Jaysin resorted to destroying Jorren's lightsabers and left the broken and wounded man to his fate.

Jaysin was able to hitch a ride back to Jakku from Ro's friend, and lived his days in quiet contemplation and training in the force. Jaysin didn't emerge until word had come not only of the falling of the Empire, but of the reforming of a New Jedi Order. Jaysin, a much older and wiser man than he had been when his faith in the old Jedi ways, ended up making his way to the Jedi Praxeum on Yavin IV. It is here where Jaysin Lyr was able to train in the company of a new generation of Jedi. Due to his experience of the ways of the old order, and his training in a unique style of lightsaber combat, Jaysin Lyr has been serving as an instructor at the Jedi Praxeum.

Character Personality:

Jaysin Lyr is not what you'd expect of a man who had everything stripped from him at a relatively young age. He is a competent and wise Jedi, often acting rationally and with patience and caution. He believes in the New Jedi Order's purpose of allowing force users a place to study the force in safety, and he would be one of the first in line to defend it if it were threatened. Around the Praxeum, Jaysin makes an effort to drop whatever he is doing in his free time if any students ask for instruction, guidance, or even someone to talk to. In his older age, Jaysin often tries to help guide people towards the truths they are seeking without directly pointing them out, sometimes speaking cryptically and in a roundabout manner. It is, after all, a trick he picked up from his own master.

Character's Physical Description:

Character Class: Force Sensitive (Jedi)

Items

• Two lightsabers, one green (his lightsaber since he was a padawan, and one blue (his old master's)
• His old Jedi Robes, which he now wears proudly
• Memorabilia from his time in the Clone Wars
• Formerly an old HWK-290 Light Frieghter that has since been donated to the New Jedi Order for use on assignments.

Supporting Characters:

R3-D7: Lovingly referred to simply as R3, this is the astromech droid that accompanied him and Master Ro Nuul on their relief mission on Jakku. The Astromech Droid, by Jaysin Lyr's choice, has not had his memory wiped since the Clone Wars. This has led the R3 unit to develop some weird quirks, like mood swings and bouts of depressive nostalgia.

Shass Vayu: A Mirialan padawan in the New Jedi Order who has formed a strong bond with Jaysin Lyr. He is the one who taught the Jedi padawan how to wield two lightsabers, as he's one of the few trained Jedi left capable of such a feat.

Darth Solaris: Better known as Jorren Alleer, Darth Solaris was a former padawan of Ro Nuul. After killing his former master and being bested by Ro Nuul's former apprentice, Jorren Alleer wandered the galaxy searching for purpose. He had to evade Imperial Inquisitors left and right, but managed to find solace with a Mandalorian swordsman who simply called himself "The Butcher." With the Butcher's help, Jorren was able to eventually locate an old Sith lightsaber and holocron to help guide his self-descent down the path of the dark side. Claiming to be a Sith, Darth Solaris grew strong enough that he had no need of his Mandalorian trainer. He now has a singular goal in his mind: take everything away from Jaysin Lyr like everything had been taken from him.

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Takeda Vorne

Character's Name – Takeda Vorne

Race - Human

Faction - Mandalorians

Character Alignment – Neutral

Character Background - Born a twin to two Mandalorian warriors, Takeda’s upbringing was exactly the same as his twin sister; combat drills and instruction were instilled into him day by day, and by night he was learning of their culture, history, and glorious battles many generations ago. He loved to test himself against his fellow youth—friends and rivals both—and especially his sister, the only one he’d call his equal. For a time, Mandalore knew something close to true peace; it was when they least expected it that the Empire came to Mandalore in full force and intended to turn their cities and all their people to dust.

He picked up his blaster, donned his armor, and joined the fight with any and all who refused to sit and cower while their world was encroached upon. The Mandalorians, despite supporting nonviolence and peaceful solutions, fought back ferociously against their invaders. But as Imperial walkers fell and entire Stormtrooper divisions toppled, another was sent to replace them without fail. Their people being massacred and their precious beskar stolen in great quantities, Takeda assisted his family and clan in helping evacuate all that they could before retreating themselves. Mandalore had fallen.

With no time to mourn their dead, Takeda’s father had taken surviving members of Clan Vorne and others with him to the Outer Rim, far from where the Empire might care to look. Forming what became known as The Enclave—a safe haven for Mandalorian refugees and warriors alike who hoped to one day strike back at their butchers—he helped his parents in keeping their temporary homes safe and secure.

His sister could not do the same and argued against simply hiding and finding others of their kind. A tense altercation between father and daughter occurred resulting in her departure from Clan Vorne. He didn’t say goodbye, at the time believing her to be a traitor to both their family and people. He regrets not trying to change her mind to this day.

Doubling down on his father’s goals for The Enclave and consoling his mother when her thoughts wandered to his sister, Takeda was a pillar to his people as the years passed. Remarkably mature for his age, he cared for the sick and injured without complaint. When it was his time to head out and provide for his people by earning credits and finding supplies, he never allowed himself to fail, for failing would mean his people would suffer for it. His missions were diverse but never against anything he stood for. He became the warrior he was expected to be, and never compromised what he believed in for easy credits.

The day they became strong enough to challenge the Empire directly, or at least what remained of it as they looked towards retaking Mandalore, he promised himself to be at the forefront and help lead that charge. They would fight for the peace that was taken from them, and he wouldn’t allow any of those butchers to live for what they’d done.

Character Personality – Takeda is a prideful, driven man with his people’s interests always in mind. He learned the value of making peace and building friendships but trained hard to make certain that if the time came to fight for himself, his honor, or the honor of his clan and people, he would leave scars that would never truly fade. As a result of the Great Purge, he cannot tolerate Imperials and will likely refuse peace in lone encounters with them.

When the armor is equipped and the helmet is on, he becomes the living weapon he was trained to be by his mother and father. The only kindness he offers enemies is that he’ll make it clean and quick.

When the helmet is off, he’s playful and humorous. He can hold a conversation well and is pleasant to be with depending on who you are and why you’ve come. This can change if the situation becomes tense; if you disrespect him or his people, the smile fades, and his presence suggests that the armor is on whether you see it or not.

As he was taught, he will never willingly leave someone behind. In turn, he will never betray an ally unless proof of treachery is provided.

Character's Physical Description -




At a height of 5’11, Takeda is a lean, athletic Mandalorian who stands even taller against adversaries. Like all of his kind, he works to maintain peak physical condition constantly. Running long distances or climbing incredible heights is nothing to him, and he’s got the muscle from head to toe to suggest as such.

His armor is composed entirely of beskar with carbon scoring dotting its surface. The integrity has been put to the test throughout his early adulthood and against a variety of foes; evidence of claw marks and small dents created from powerful weaponry line the otherwise solid surface. There is no unique color scheme, but a thick and black flame-retardant kama drops behind his waist and surrounds the majority of his legs, leaving a small opening between them.

Space on the back is left for either a jetpack or a large, armored backpack for operations that require less momentum and a more explosive entry and exit. His helmet—possessing the signature T-shaped visor of Mandalorians— lacks an antenna but possesses the technology to detect heat signatures through surfaces. A black-colored bandolier strapped across his chest contains spare ammunition and rows of fragmentation grenades. A utility belt around his waist carries stims-shots and bacta spray for both him and his allies.

Character Class - Mercenary

Items -

1x DC-15LE w/ interchangeable ammunition packs—Standard and Explosive—and under-barrel grenade launcher. A strap is attached for easier carrying.
1x Jetpack, durable, tamper-resistant and built to last.
1x Armored Satchel for additional storage, equipped when Jetpack is not.
1x Retractable Vibrosword kept at right hip in place of blaster.
2x Mandalorian Vambraces containing repulsors, grappling lines, shield emitters, and whistling birds for crowd control and misdirection.

Supporting Characters -

Clan Vorne and The Enclave

Clan Vorne and “The Enclave” – His family and numerous survivors of the Great Purge, the Mandalorians have his back and he has theirs. They bring unique skillsets and talent for combat, but due to secrecy he makes use of as little of his comrades as possible. Their secrecy is their strength and because of that, the Enclave has safely reached thousands in strength and continues to grow in number by the week. Mostly comprised of warriors, a small detachment passed their prime are putting their knowledge and skills into helping prepare the next generation for challenges they must always face.

The Enclave boasts a number of small corvettes, freighters, and fighters of multiple origins. What few craft they possess that are Mandalorian in origin are kept hidden at their base of operations. They are currently hidden away on Dantooine, far from the galactic conflict between the Remnant and the New Republic.

Yama-Da Vorne

Yama-Da Vorne – Takeda’s father and one of the leaders behind The Enclave, he has spent the last several years of his life gathering his people, munitions, and ships in order to reclaim Mandalore. At the same time, he grooms his son to become a better leader for his people and thinks of his daughter often.

He has surrendered any and all remaining beskar that was once a part of his armor and contributes it to his son, allowing him to be as protected as possible. Manages the Enclave’s network of allies and keeps tab of incoming and outgoing weaponry and ships as a quartermaster. Advises on strategy with a small council of experienced and trusted Mandalorian leaders.

Sora Vorne

Sora Vorne – Takeda’s mother and the wife of Yama-Da, she shares in the responsibility of keeping their people safe and secure while simultaneously helping gear them up to reclaim their world. A prideful woman who is fiercely protective of her family, she fought savagely against the Empire when the Great Purge started and has sworn vengeance for their fallen ever since. However, she has never been quite the same since her daughter left them.

Has laid down her arms for the time being and acts as an Armorer, leaving what remains of her beskar and armor in a safe place to one day pass it on for her daughter’s usage.

Kimi Sarka

Kimi Sarka – Orphaned by the Great Purge and the status of her extended family unknown, Kimi’s hatred for all things Imperial is endless. As one of Takeda’s closest friends growing up, they are both fiercely protective of one another and will fight ferociously for the other’s sake. Often works with him on assignments to benefit the Enclave. Whether armor on or off, wears a plain red bandana around her neck.

Wears Mandalorian Armor w/ Jetpack with a steel and black color scheme. Possesses vambraces with standard equipment. Replacing flamethrower attachments are paralyzing darts, electro-nets, and retractable wrist blades. Wields an Electrostaff for close quarters combat and excels in capturing fleeing targets. A DC-17 Blaster is kept at her left hip in case of emergencies, and a vibro-knife is holstered behind her waist.

A 5’6 warrior with a pretty face and a dangerous swing.

Zara Komori

Zara Komori – A relentless pursuer and survivor of the Great Purge, Zara escaped with her family from Mandalore and joined The Enclave shortly after. She works to benefit their people and one day hopes to reclaim Mandalore with her brothers and sisters. A sassy woman who takes no disrespect from anyone, her hatred of the Empire is only outmatched by Kimi and Takeda. Was a close friend of Anari before her departure.

Wears Mandalorian Armor w/ Jetpack and a dark purple color scheme. Her Mandalorian Vambraces are loaded with rapid-fire missiles for ending disputes quickly, but she has kept grappling hooks and retractable wrist blades in case of emergency. Her primary weapons are a pair of DC-17 blasters strapped to her hips.

She is a 5’8 flying banshee of destruction and mayhem.

Jaxon Rook

Jaxon Rook – One of the surviving members of Clan Rook, Jaxon is a firm believer that might makes right. The strongest among them should lead the charge in retaking Mandalore, a task he believes himself perfect for. At an imposing height of 6’3 and a wide, muscular frame to match, his size alone is often enough of a deterrent for would-be challengers who wish to test their luck against him or his friends.

Wears Mandalorian Armor w/ Jetpack with a navy-blue and silver color scheme and wields a Z-6 Rotary Blaster in combat. As well as the standard armament for Mandalorian Vambraces, he carries a miniature shield generator around his waist that allows him to absorb copious amounts of blaster fire for a short time before fizzling out. His gauntlets can generate an electric charge similar to a stun baton, effectively crippling adversaries with more than just a savage right hook. His physical strength allows him to grapple with the strongest of enemies. Try him.

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T Y R E L L O M I - R E N

Race: Human

Faction: New Jedi Order

Character Alignment: Lawful Good

Character Background: Tyrell Omi-Ren was raised on the shipbuilding world of Fondor. His mother and father worked on the shipyards as the Grand Army of the Republic became the Imperial War Machine. His parents were quietly discontent with the change in leadership. Wartime under the command of the Republic was hard, and yet somehow the peaceful transition into the Empire was harder. Longer shifts, less pay for more hazardous conditions. When Tyrell was but a boy a ship crashed into the shipyard near where his father was working, being first on the scene he found a woman badly wounded crawling out of the ship. Recognizing her attire as that of a Jedi he managed to smuggle her out, and smuggle her home.

In the weeks that it took her to recover she talked to his parents, telling them how the Clone Army turned on the Jedi and hunted them down. How she had escaped the 414th Battalion only to find herself hunted by figures in black, when she discovered the Force Sensitivity within Tyrell she trained him in secret. Not through the hopes of training a new generation of Jedi, but to ensure that he could control it and through the control keep his nature hidden from those who would seek to exploit it.

As things would work out, teaching a five-year-old child how to use an ability that makes him unique and special and them telling him to keep it a secret doesn't always work. Tyrell showed his ability to move things with his mind to one of his friends, who told their parents. Within a week an Inquisitor had killed his parents and forced the two of them on the run. While at first they merely ran from one planet to another, never spending too long there. Eventually, they heard rumours of the Empire destroying every trace of the Jedi. Rumours of a Rebellion, Talia - now his Jedi Master and the closest thing to family he had left, and Tyrell decided to scour the galaxy for any information they could find on the Jedi Order so that they could help preserve it for future generations.

Along the way, they gathered up a couple of other outcasts, all with a similar goal. As the Galactic Civil War erupted into an all-out war they decided to put themselves into hiding in order to protect their work on a world in the Unknown Regions. With spotty communication, they have only recently learned of the Emperor's Demise, and now they hear exciting rumours about a Jedi Praxeum being built on Yavin 4 by a Luke Skywalker. A Surname that brings a sense of recognition to Tyrell's ageing master.

Character Personality: Tyrell is calm and collected, he has a firm understanding of the past and its value. A strong sense of honour and what needs to be done in order to maintain justice. Unlike other Jedi who was trained post-66 by a survivor he has a strong belief in the code and its teachings after all the Jedi didn't fall due to not following the code, but due to the machinations of a Sith Lord. He is calm and collected, and yet jovial.

Character Class: Force Wielder

Items:

Lightsaber: The Kyber Crystal gives the blade a light blue hue.

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Nighthawk: Personal ship, where he keeps any Jedi Relics between missions. A Barloz Class Medium Freighter

Supporting Characters:

Jedi Knight Talia Meetrik - A female Jedi Survivor from Order 66. Technically never promoted to Jedi Knight, her master had indicated she was close to Knighthood before Order 66.

Relani - Relani was a former Guardian of the Whills. Once the Empire took over Jedha she went out into the Galaxy on her own, it was the will of the Force that she would run into Talia and Tyrell. Since then she has devoted her life into protecting whatever it is the two Jedi find.

Thriik Tolson - A Gotal Archaeologist. Studied the history of the Jedi for the University of Commenor prior to the subjects ban. Talia and Tyrell found him while searching the ruins of an old temple, and he has been a member of their band ever since.

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In the case of @Sep and I, great minds seem to be drawn to similar reference pics for Jedi. He's currently at work and will toss another pic up when he gets off.

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Heh.

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THose all look great, they're all approved