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I'm into this. Looking forward to this rp.
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Anyone interested in an RP where everyone, save for a select few people have dissapeared?
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10 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Interested in this, have actually put some thought into scenarios like this!
Plot-wise, I agree with the idea of planning a meetup, when communication suddenly cut out. There are all sorts of interesting points and day-to-day struggles that could take place during the journey. Once everyone gets together, all sorts of interesting moral dillemas pop up, along with survival issues.
Plot-wise, I agree with the idea of planning a meetup, when communication suddenly cut out. There are all sorts of interesting points and day-to-day struggles that could take place during the journey. Once everyone gets together, all sorts of interesting moral dillemas pop up, along with survival issues.
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Oh, ok. Retconned.
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Sitting in the lonely, luxurious booth by himself, Keltch couldn't help but question the reasoning behind his enrollment at this new foreign school. Already feeling like an outcast, his head hung low as the carriage continued to roll on, defying physics and reality, but the young goblin wished now that he had been left behind in Norway. As impressive as it all was, it still wasn't home. Jakabok could tell he wouldn't fit in. What's the point of his leaving home, a promising future helping save his fellow countrymen, to join a school whose ultimate purpose was the joining of the Goblin Beskyttende Enhet?
Fighting was never the life Jakabok Keltch would have chosen, violence wasn't in his nature. That he was gifted with an ability well suited for this was something the goblin would curse the rest of his life, he felt, and if it was not for the urging of his elders' insistence, he would be cool in his icy bog home. Damn those elders! Damn them for abusing his honor, forcing him into this now inescapable situation. Damn them for nearly exiling his family, for making his own kinsmen question the Keltch name. Most of all, though, damn them for ruining his future, any hope for happiness felt dashed away as the seats around him remained unoccupied.
Resigning himself to be an unnoticeable, Keltch laid his callused feet in the seat across from him. Not even the fruity beverages and delicious treats could help his mood. Trying to seem small and not worth the effort, Jakabok settled in for the rest of the journey, hoping for peace.
Fighting was never the life Jakabok Keltch would have chosen, violence wasn't in his nature. That he was gifted with an ability well suited for this was something the goblin would curse the rest of his life, he felt, and if it was not for the urging of his elders' insistence, he would be cool in his icy bog home. Damn those elders! Damn them for abusing his honor, forcing him into this now inescapable situation. Damn them for nearly exiling his family, for making his own kinsmen question the Keltch name. Most of all, though, damn them for ruining his future, any hope for happiness felt dashed away as the seats around him remained unoccupied.
Resigning himself to be an unnoticeable, Keltch laid his callused feet in the seat across from him. Not even the fruity beverages and delicious treats could help his mood. Trying to seem small and not worth the effort, Jakabok settled in for the rest of the journey, hoping for peace.
Gerrenthum. Thousands of navigation beacons surrounded the blue-green planet, as many more thousands of starships entered and exited the planet's gravity well every hour. Ringed by spaceports and important corporate stations, it was also home to a military base, and the urban world hosted dozens of cruisers and battleships, as well as several Venator-class Star Destroyers. The capital ships were an intimidating sight, formed up around a commandeered fueling station in a defensive pattern. Nobody in their right minds would attempt to enter the planet with a bounty on their heads.
"Time to wake up, Master Tarumana. We're here."
Kaga awoke slowly, first feeling out with the Force as his eyes slowly opened. Diana had already left the room to continue copiloting, and the young Knight was left to his own devices in order to prepare for the long day ahead. Sliding off the hard bunk, he rose and changed from his sleeping robes into his 'street' clothes- More of a disguise, really. There were not many Kaleesh wandering the galaxy, and with one of those few being a Jedi Knight, there was no doubt in his mind that he would be singled out for any searches. At the same time, it would not be good to appear too normal either. They were in a luxury military shuttle, after all, there was no good way to appear as civilians while flying their ship.
Slipping into a green skin-tight jumpsuit, with padded robes and cloak quickly thrown over, Kaga soon looked reminiscent of the Ubese wanderers, and this look was quickly solidified with an Ubese breath mask. Kaga walked out of their quarters, to see Diana already in her fine robes and jewelry. During their wandering, it was often required of them to don disguises, and here were the ones they had chosen; A young noble from a second-rate planet, and her hired Ubese mercenary. Both of course carried their lightsabres, both hidden in their robes, while Kaga also carried a modded WESTAR-34 blaster pistol.
Diana was at the navigation array, and Kaga sat in the pilot's chair to open communications and begin their landing procedure. Opening the channel, they were greeted by one of the orbital stations and given landing coordinates and a bay number. An hour later, they were safely docked and ready to go out gathering information and supplies.
"We need to have a case of food and water rations delivered to our bay. I've already contacted the station, and we will be refueled within the next few hours. We will gather information we can while we're out. I want to be out of here within the day. Do you understand, Padawan?" Tarumana glanced at his apprentice, to see her nod once. The Knight allowed a smile to creep across his face, hidden by the helmet covering every feature of his face. After a quick equipment check, the cargo ramp lowered and both Master and apprentice left the safety of their ship.
Wandering the streets of Gerrenthum, both Tarumana and Diana were reaching out with the Force, feeling the emotions of passerby and trying to discern information from the crowd. Their rations order had already gone through and was ready to be loaded onto their shuttle, and so both had decided to practice their sensor abilities. Kaga felt the ripple and flow of emotions in the Force, its current dragging along the edge of his consciousness. Every being in the crowded port had a unique flavour, a slice of their life open to anyone with the ability to read their emotions. Bitter over their lover, angry at the port service, elated at a successful business transaction. It was like reading from a book for the skillful Knight.
However, the disguised Kaleesh could also feel the waves of frustration overcoming his apprentice. Most skills came easily to the gifted young woman, and when they did not, it was often a short fuse on Diana's temper. A soothing ripple in the Force was not enough to calm the angering Padawan, its cooling touch lost in the now bubbling activity in the Force. Reaching over to touch her shoulder despite his disguise, Kaga sent a stronger wave of calm into the Force. Seemingly more open now, Diana accepted the sentiments and slipped into a standing meditation.
Tarumana allowed himself a moment of worry over his Padawan, before setting aside those emotions to continue feeling out with the Force. He was well aware of the dangers Diana brought upon herself by lapsing into anger, but Kaga felt confident that he could confront her when the time was right. Now, in a crowded spaceport under Imperial boot, was not that time. Again lapsing into an openness with the Force, Kaga lost himself in observing and learning.
An alarm went off in Kaga's head. Reaching out, Kaga could sense several hostile presences, their signatures seeming to have them in mind. By now the two of them had left to just outside their bay, continuing to practice at a distance as the crowds thinned out. Feeling them approaching, Tarumana opened his eyes and glanced at his apprentice, to see her hands slipping into her robes, readying for battle. Kaga nodded in approval, before reaching into his own robes as they retreated to behind their bay's cargo doors.
With Diana opening their cargo ramp, Kaga held his unactivated lightsabre in his left sleeve while the right held his laser pistol. Both the ramp and the bay doors opened as one, two Mugaari and a Nothoiin in padded armor charging in with lasrifles blazing. Kaga quickly drew fire, Diana not recieving any as the group seemed to avoid firing after her. Seeing that these individuals were not part of the authorities, but rather thugs likely looking for a quick ransom, Kaga allowed himself to show a touch of abilities.
Rolling past the shots aimed at him, Kaga advanced on the trio quickly, one of the Mugaari breaking off as the Knight swept past him. Now without his companions directly to cover his back, the thug was quickly disposed of with strikes to the chest and neck. Dropping heavily, Tarumana turned to face the remaining two. Diana by now had raced up their shuttle's ramp and was preparing the ship for launch, the overhead roof opening to reveal the light purple of Gerrenthum's night sky. Seeing their marks readying to flee, the pair themselves raced up the ramp, a startling move to the young Knight. Who retreated into the enemy's territory?
Shaking his head, Kaga raced up into the shuttle as the ship began raising off the ground and the hydraulics to the ramp began raising. Now inside, Kaga confronted both criminals as they stood, blasters pointed at him. "Drop it, fracking Ubese merc. You can't run now, it's just the two of us and one of you. Can't hope to win this," said the smirking Nothoiin, his eagerness to shoot betrayed by his condescending tone. However, the thug had forgotten who was currently piloting the ship, and that this model had an excellent autopilot program perfectly capable of taking over launch details.
As his Padawan engaged the stunned Mugaari, Kaga disarmed the arrogant Nothoiin with a shot before planting a fist in his now shocked face. Nothing quite like a fistful of pain to wipe off that smirk. Planted flat, Tarumana stood over the prone forms of both intruders as his apprentice looked his way for approval. Removing his breath mask, Kaga smiled at the young woman openly, quickly met with a smile of her own. Nodding towards her Master, Diana left to assist with piloting duties, the Knight left to deal with the two unconscious thugs now in their cargo bay.
"Time to wake up, Master Tarumana. We're here."
Kaga awoke slowly, first feeling out with the Force as his eyes slowly opened. Diana had already left the room to continue copiloting, and the young Knight was left to his own devices in order to prepare for the long day ahead. Sliding off the hard bunk, he rose and changed from his sleeping robes into his 'street' clothes- More of a disguise, really. There were not many Kaleesh wandering the galaxy, and with one of those few being a Jedi Knight, there was no doubt in his mind that he would be singled out for any searches. At the same time, it would not be good to appear too normal either. They were in a luxury military shuttle, after all, there was no good way to appear as civilians while flying their ship.
Slipping into a green skin-tight jumpsuit, with padded robes and cloak quickly thrown over, Kaga soon looked reminiscent of the Ubese wanderers, and this look was quickly solidified with an Ubese breath mask. Kaga walked out of their quarters, to see Diana already in her fine robes and jewelry. During their wandering, it was often required of them to don disguises, and here were the ones they had chosen; A young noble from a second-rate planet, and her hired Ubese mercenary. Both of course carried their lightsabres, both hidden in their robes, while Kaga also carried a modded WESTAR-34 blaster pistol.
Diana was at the navigation array, and Kaga sat in the pilot's chair to open communications and begin their landing procedure. Opening the channel, they were greeted by one of the orbital stations and given landing coordinates and a bay number. An hour later, they were safely docked and ready to go out gathering information and supplies.
"We need to have a case of food and water rations delivered to our bay. I've already contacted the station, and we will be refueled within the next few hours. We will gather information we can while we're out. I want to be out of here within the day. Do you understand, Padawan?" Tarumana glanced at his apprentice, to see her nod once. The Knight allowed a smile to creep across his face, hidden by the helmet covering every feature of his face. After a quick equipment check, the cargo ramp lowered and both Master and apprentice left the safety of their ship.
Wandering the streets of Gerrenthum, both Tarumana and Diana were reaching out with the Force, feeling the emotions of passerby and trying to discern information from the crowd. Their rations order had already gone through and was ready to be loaded onto their shuttle, and so both had decided to practice their sensor abilities. Kaga felt the ripple and flow of emotions in the Force, its current dragging along the edge of his consciousness. Every being in the crowded port had a unique flavour, a slice of their life open to anyone with the ability to read their emotions. Bitter over their lover, angry at the port service, elated at a successful business transaction. It was like reading from a book for the skillful Knight.
However, the disguised Kaleesh could also feel the waves of frustration overcoming his apprentice. Most skills came easily to the gifted young woman, and when they did not, it was often a short fuse on Diana's temper. A soothing ripple in the Force was not enough to calm the angering Padawan, its cooling touch lost in the now bubbling activity in the Force. Reaching over to touch her shoulder despite his disguise, Kaga sent a stronger wave of calm into the Force. Seemingly more open now, Diana accepted the sentiments and slipped into a standing meditation.
Tarumana allowed himself a moment of worry over his Padawan, before setting aside those emotions to continue feeling out with the Force. He was well aware of the dangers Diana brought upon herself by lapsing into anger, but Kaga felt confident that he could confront her when the time was right. Now, in a crowded spaceport under Imperial boot, was not that time. Again lapsing into an openness with the Force, Kaga lost himself in observing and learning.
An alarm went off in Kaga's head. Reaching out, Kaga could sense several hostile presences, their signatures seeming to have them in mind. By now the two of them had left to just outside their bay, continuing to practice at a distance as the crowds thinned out. Feeling them approaching, Tarumana opened his eyes and glanced at his apprentice, to see her hands slipping into her robes, readying for battle. Kaga nodded in approval, before reaching into his own robes as they retreated to behind their bay's cargo doors.
With Diana opening their cargo ramp, Kaga held his unactivated lightsabre in his left sleeve while the right held his laser pistol. Both the ramp and the bay doors opened as one, two Mugaari and a Nothoiin in padded armor charging in with lasrifles blazing. Kaga quickly drew fire, Diana not recieving any as the group seemed to avoid firing after her. Seeing that these individuals were not part of the authorities, but rather thugs likely looking for a quick ransom, Kaga allowed himself to show a touch of abilities.
Rolling past the shots aimed at him, Kaga advanced on the trio quickly, one of the Mugaari breaking off as the Knight swept past him. Now without his companions directly to cover his back, the thug was quickly disposed of with strikes to the chest and neck. Dropping heavily, Tarumana turned to face the remaining two. Diana by now had raced up their shuttle's ramp and was preparing the ship for launch, the overhead roof opening to reveal the light purple of Gerrenthum's night sky. Seeing their marks readying to flee, the pair themselves raced up the ramp, a startling move to the young Knight. Who retreated into the enemy's territory?
Shaking his head, Kaga raced up into the shuttle as the ship began raising off the ground and the hydraulics to the ramp began raising. Now inside, Kaga confronted both criminals as they stood, blasters pointed at him. "Drop it, fracking Ubese merc. You can't run now, it's just the two of us and one of you. Can't hope to win this," said the smirking Nothoiin, his eagerness to shoot betrayed by his condescending tone. However, the thug had forgotten who was currently piloting the ship, and that this model had an excellent autopilot program perfectly capable of taking over launch details.
As his Padawan engaged the stunned Mugaari, Kaga disarmed the arrogant Nothoiin with a shot before planting a fist in his now shocked face. Nothing quite like a fistful of pain to wipe off that smirk. Planted flat, Tarumana stood over the prone forms of both intruders as his apprentice looked his way for approval. Removing his breath mask, Kaga smiled at the young woman openly, quickly met with a smile of her own. Nodding towards her Master, Diana left to assist with piloting duties, the Knight left to deal with the two unconscious thugs now in their cargo bay.
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Worthington's Academy for the Supernatural (Now with More Bats!)
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
I feel like 'supernatural academy' is enough of a trope that you can't really steal the idea, you shouldn't feel bad at all @Venom.
I would be interested in assisting with modding, but I don't feel confident enough or have the experience to be the main mod.
I would be interested in assisting with modding, but I don't feel confident enough or have the experience to be the main mod.
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Worthington's Academy for the Supernatural (Now with More Bats!)
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
I agree with overtaking. If we don't this RP is pretty much dead.
Diamond studded space surrounded the Epsis, the nearby blue-yellow of nearby Nothoiin providing a stark contrast to the humbling darkness surrounding it. In orbit was its crystal moon, Ur, the occasional freighter seen docking and departing one of its several starports. The Epsis' three wings were each unfolded, the shuttle drifting near the other side of the planet. Its thrusters set to stabilize, lights turned to low, it was clear the shuttle was hiding from someone.
"Master Tarumana, we can't stay here forever. There's nothing we can do to save Master Orim'nasha. Please, Master." Jedi Knight Kaga Tarumana turned to look at his apprentice, her emerald eyes pleading. Feeling her unconsciously pull on the Force, Kaga sent a soothing wave to try calming the girl down, wondering himself at what to do in this situation. His first instincts were to land on the drought-ridden world and attempt to save the Jedi himself, and in any other situation, he would have. Here and now though, with his Padawan depending on him- No. Better to leave now.
Rounding his seat to face his apprentice more appropriately, Kaga apologized, "I'm sorry, Diana. I remember Master Orim'nasha from when I was a youngling. She was a healer, she doesn't deserve this fate, but you are correct. We must move on." It was Diana's turn to send a comforting wave through the Force now, enough to turn the edge of Kaga's frown. Turning back to the ship's controls, the young Knight considered the options present for them. Nothoiin, just off the Corellian Trade Spine and an important stop on the relatively defunct Nothoiin Corridor. To the Galactic East was the planet Eriadu, the important trade and industrial hub no doubt under "Imperial" boots. The only other direction, West, held some options.
Lutrillia, the planet with a migrating city, was not part on the Republic and would likely not yet be watched. Further down the Koda Trade Spur were Ryoone and a number of backwater farming planets; Not exactly a paradise, but someplace to do good. Bespin and Javin were not options, but further along the Trade Spine were numerous backwater or loosely controlled worlds to hide on. While not the most ideal planet, Lorta eventually led to Cerea, perhaps the most ideal planet to lay low in for awhile. No matter which way Kaga looked, however, one thing was for certain. They would need to travel through Gerrenthum, a bustling spaceport and capital of the Anoat sector. Hopefully busy enough for the two of them to go unnoticed.
Feeling out with the Force, Kaga felt the reassuring pressence of his Padawan. The young lady had certainly matured these last two years; some would argue more than her Master! Both have had their roles since they departed more than two years ago, and both knew the other's strengths and weaknesses like nobody else. Not even Master Nautolus quite grasped the 'true' Kaga Tarumana like Diana. Daily life and death struggles on the edges of modern galactic society would do that. Punching in the necessary navigational courses to arrive at Gerrenthum, Kaga stood as the ship began leaving Nothoiin's gravity well.
Inviting his Padawan to join him in meditation, Kaga settled on the mats they had situated on the ship's cockpit. More time would be needed to fully come to terms with leaving Master Orim'nasha, but the Jedi Knight couldn't help letting his mind wander to happier times.
"Master Tarumana, we can't stay here forever. There's nothing we can do to save Master Orim'nasha. Please, Master." Jedi Knight Kaga Tarumana turned to look at his apprentice, her emerald eyes pleading. Feeling her unconsciously pull on the Force, Kaga sent a soothing wave to try calming the girl down, wondering himself at what to do in this situation. His first instincts were to land on the drought-ridden world and attempt to save the Jedi himself, and in any other situation, he would have. Here and now though, with his Padawan depending on him- No. Better to leave now.
Rounding his seat to face his apprentice more appropriately, Kaga apologized, "I'm sorry, Diana. I remember Master Orim'nasha from when I was a youngling. She was a healer, she doesn't deserve this fate, but you are correct. We must move on." It was Diana's turn to send a comforting wave through the Force now, enough to turn the edge of Kaga's frown. Turning back to the ship's controls, the young Knight considered the options present for them. Nothoiin, just off the Corellian Trade Spine and an important stop on the relatively defunct Nothoiin Corridor. To the Galactic East was the planet Eriadu, the important trade and industrial hub no doubt under "Imperial" boots. The only other direction, West, held some options.
Lutrillia, the planet with a migrating city, was not part on the Republic and would likely not yet be watched. Further down the Koda Trade Spur were Ryoone and a number of backwater farming planets; Not exactly a paradise, but someplace to do good. Bespin and Javin were not options, but further along the Trade Spine were numerous backwater or loosely controlled worlds to hide on. While not the most ideal planet, Lorta eventually led to Cerea, perhaps the most ideal planet to lay low in for awhile. No matter which way Kaga looked, however, one thing was for certain. They would need to travel through Gerrenthum, a bustling spaceport and capital of the Anoat sector. Hopefully busy enough for the two of them to go unnoticed.
Feeling out with the Force, Kaga felt the reassuring pressence of his Padawan. The young lady had certainly matured these last two years; some would argue more than her Master! Both have had their roles since they departed more than two years ago, and both knew the other's strengths and weaknesses like nobody else. Not even Master Nautolus quite grasped the 'true' Kaga Tarumana like Diana. Daily life and death struggles on the edges of modern galactic society would do that. Punching in the necessary navigational courses to arrive at Gerrenthum, Kaga stood as the ship began leaving Nothoiin's gravity well.
Inviting his Padawan to join him in meditation, Kaga settled on the mats they had situated on the ship's cockpit. More time would be needed to fully come to terms with leaving Master Orim'nasha, but the Jedi Knight couldn't help letting his mind wander to happier times.
Name: Kaga Tarumana
Age: 20
Faction: Jedi/Rogue
Bio: Kaga was born Ujimunja eij Tarumana on the planet Kalee. At age seven he was sold into slavery by his brother to an arms dealer. Transported offworld, he was given a number and brutally trained to be a strong and obedient slave for a year. Sold into bondage to a drug cartel, Ujimunja was made to be a "lightspeed jockey", and forced to repair and maintain starships while fitting into small, dangerous places. He learned and practiced this skill for two years, until at age ten he was forced to run spice planet-side. Seeming to have a second sense for where local enforcers were, Ujimunja was celebrated and offered pay and spice to continue doing the marvelous job. He was also rechristened, named "Kaga" after one of their fallen brethren.
Age eleven, he was found by Jedi Master Kwatha and her apprentice on a mission to the planet Andasala. Clearly being Force sensitive, Master Kwatha fought a duel with several thugs and won, earning the boy as payement. Transported to the Jedi Temple, Kaga was set on an accelerated schedule and was picked as a Padawan at age twelve. Taken in by the Ithorian Master Nautolus, he quickly took to Force training, being reminded of his home-world's spirituality. With his philisophical Master, Kaga spent much time ruminating on the cultures and beliefs of various peoples, from the Kaleesh and Ithorians to the Gammoreans and Hutts he had lived with on Andasala. At age seventeen, he was Knighted and, after a short period, took on a human apprentice, named Diana Iulia.
Following his Knighthood, Kaga became more and more interested in learning of the cultures and practices of other species. Following an appeal to the Jedi Council, Kaga and his apprentice were allowed for an extended trip around the Outer Rim. Trading parting words with Master Nautolus, he left with Diana in a Theta-Class T-2C, determined to see the galaxy through new eyes. A two month trip turned into three, six, a year. After two years of travel, and Diana needing to take exams and courses Kaga could not provide, they made their way back to Coruscant and the Jedi Temple. On the Mid Rim, however, both are plagued by visions of slaughter and chaos, a storm in the Force. Looking for information, Kaga is met with news of Order 66 and the Jedi's supposed treason. Not believing a word of it, Kaga and Diana flee immediately.
Personality: Kaga is outspoken and adventurous, having no real ties to a planet or homeworld. He is not sure what he wants in life, but knows he wants to see everything he can before making his decision. Even though a dedicated Jedi, he still wonders of the nature of the Force and questions the theory he has been taught. Although an adult, he has a child-like sense of curiosity.
Skills/weapon(s) of choice: Skilled in lightsaber usage, specifically Shien and Ataru forms.
Adept at many Force-centric skills, including the basics required for a Jedi such as the Art of Movement, Force Concealment, and Force Sense. Kaga prefers manipulating the mind rather than using showy displays of ability, able to confuse and instill emotions in opponents.
Carries a conventional plasteel knife as well.
Relationship: No significant other. Close with Diana and Master Nautolus, as well as Master Kwatha.
Other: Lightsaber color is a pale green. Traditional mask is made of plasteel, not bone.
Age: 20
Faction: Jedi/Rogue
Bio: Kaga was born Ujimunja eij Tarumana on the planet Kalee. At age seven he was sold into slavery by his brother to an arms dealer. Transported offworld, he was given a number and brutally trained to be a strong and obedient slave for a year. Sold into bondage to a drug cartel, Ujimunja was made to be a "lightspeed jockey", and forced to repair and maintain starships while fitting into small, dangerous places. He learned and practiced this skill for two years, until at age ten he was forced to run spice planet-side. Seeming to have a second sense for where local enforcers were, Ujimunja was celebrated and offered pay and spice to continue doing the marvelous job. He was also rechristened, named "Kaga" after one of their fallen brethren.
Age eleven, he was found by Jedi Master Kwatha and her apprentice on a mission to the planet Andasala. Clearly being Force sensitive, Master Kwatha fought a duel with several thugs and won, earning the boy as payement. Transported to the Jedi Temple, Kaga was set on an accelerated schedule and was picked as a Padawan at age twelve. Taken in by the Ithorian Master Nautolus, he quickly took to Force training, being reminded of his home-world's spirituality. With his philisophical Master, Kaga spent much time ruminating on the cultures and beliefs of various peoples, from the Kaleesh and Ithorians to the Gammoreans and Hutts he had lived with on Andasala. At age seventeen, he was Knighted and, after a short period, took on a human apprentice, named Diana Iulia.
Following his Knighthood, Kaga became more and more interested in learning of the cultures and practices of other species. Following an appeal to the Jedi Council, Kaga and his apprentice were allowed for an extended trip around the Outer Rim. Trading parting words with Master Nautolus, he left with Diana in a Theta-Class T-2C, determined to see the galaxy through new eyes. A two month trip turned into three, six, a year. After two years of travel, and Diana needing to take exams and courses Kaga could not provide, they made their way back to Coruscant and the Jedi Temple. On the Mid Rim, however, both are plagued by visions of slaughter and chaos, a storm in the Force. Looking for information, Kaga is met with news of Order 66 and the Jedi's supposed treason. Not believing a word of it, Kaga and Diana flee immediately.
Personality: Kaga is outspoken and adventurous, having no real ties to a planet or homeworld. He is not sure what he wants in life, but knows he wants to see everything he can before making his decision. Even though a dedicated Jedi, he still wonders of the nature of the Force and questions the theory he has been taught. Although an adult, he has a child-like sense of curiosity.
Skills/weapon(s) of choice: Skilled in lightsaber usage, specifically Shien and Ataru forms.
Adept at many Force-centric skills, including the basics required for a Jedi such as the Art of Movement, Force Concealment, and Force Sense. Kaga prefers manipulating the mind rather than using showy displays of ability, able to confuse and instill emotions in opponents.
Carries a conventional plasteel knife as well.
Relationship: No significant other. Close with Diana and Master Nautolus, as well as Master Kwatha.
Other: Lightsaber color is a pale green. Traditional mask is made of plasteel, not bone.
If this is still a thing, I'm still interested.
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