@Heat Yeah sure no issue. I'll just make him human and just edit a few things. Will post CS soon.
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Name - Varkos'o Servin
Species - Human
Gender - Male
Age - Forty-one
Occupation - Former-Jedi Knight, Homeless Vigilante
Appearance -
Apparel - Brown Jedi robes, Jedi utility belt, and light armor. He hasn't washed their clothes in years, but they still suit him well.
Weapons - Lightsaber
Equipment - Fibercord grappling hook, lightsaber repair kit.
Skills -
Jedi Knight: Though he never reached the rank of Jedi Master, his mastery of the Jedi arts would fool most into thinking he was. Skills he acquired during his time in the order include hand-to-hand combat, acrobatics, and using The Force and his lightsaber as efficiently as possible.
Force Mastery: The Force comes to Varkos'o like breathing. His abilities range from physically moving objects or people using nothing but his mind, manipulating the thoughts of other with simple phrasing, and expanding his limits to unthinkable extremes. The sky is barely the limit when it comes to what he could achieve with some concentration.
Lightsaber Training: Varkos'o's saber is an extension of himself, the master-crafted tool of his order. In the battlefield he can either use his enemy's blaster fire for his own advantage, or swoop right in and end any foe who dares cross him. Very few tempt battle with those who wield lightsabers, but those who choose to fight Varkos'o learn their lesson quickly.
Flaws -
Enemy of The Empire: As a former-Jedi, Varkos'o is constantly in danger of being found by the Empire and hunted down like the rest of his order. Keeping his past secret is paramount, but sometimes he must reveal himself for what he is to keep the piece in a dark world. Varkos'o is unsure of what his plan of escape would be if he was found, but dying in a blaze of glory has always sounded like a fair way to end it all.
Life of a Vagrant: Varkos'o lives on the very dark alleys and walkways of 3030. Food and clean water are scarce and don't come by cheaply. Malnutrition has slowly began to take it's toll on Varkos'o's mind and body, possibly affecting his strength and his connection to The Force. The threat of being assault or possibly killed increase as he sleeps in the streets, calling no true place home.
Personality -
To most that pass him by on the streets, Varkos'o seems friendly and normal enough to to sit down and have a good conversation with. Failures from his past dread upon his mind constantly, but he never lets darkness overcome him. Varkos'o was never very social in The Order, usually keeping to his studies or honing his skills to perfection. Most write him off as a nobody when they first meet the dirtied Jedi, but he usually finds a soft spot in most.
Goals - Redemption for failing the Jedi. Long ago, as an Empire rose and a Republic died, Varkos'o was at the Jedi Temple when the traitor Skywalker and his clones slaughtered everyone. Masters, Knights, and even youngling padawans fell to Skywalker's blade and he couldn't do anything to stop them. With no one left, Varkos'o doesn't know if he can ever redeem his failures...but he'll die trying.
Backstory - Varkos'o Servin never knew his parents or where he came from. His first memories were of that in the Jedi Temple, learning from the Jedi and understanding their ways. He was always just a tad bit ahead of his peers, learning some new way to use The Force that they couldn't comprehend. It was in his pre-teens that he was assigned to his master, Stass Allie for years and studied further into The Force.
All of Varkos'o's life was consumed by The Jedi Order, learning how to use his lightsaber and The Force so that he could one day become a Jedi Master. He soon rose from Padawan to Knight and was sent out into the universe during the early months of The Clone Wars. War only gave him field experience for his skills, ravaging droves of battle droids like they were nothing. Varkos'o would never be remember for the few battles he served in, but the clones who fought by him would recall the Knight who once lifted three Speratist tanks with nothing but his mind.
Only after two campaigns was he returned to the Jedi Temple to help with various tasks that were sorely undermanned due to the Order's military overreach. The work of hundreds were funneled down to an unhappy few who had only just tasted glory. Varkos'o dreaded on never training a Padawan in those days, only droning through the vast libraries or revising records.
It was years of Jedi bureaucracy and continued training before Order 66. It happened out of nowhere. A trusted clone trooper friend one day turned from loyal companion to mind-controlled assassin within seconds, leaving him with minor wounds. That night, the former Jedi Master Anakin Skywalker assaulted the Temple with his battalion of clones. The resulting slaughter ended the Jedi Order and The Republic, but not Varkos'o.
The battle left him bloody, beaten, and burned beyond anything he'd ever expected. He was ashamed that he had failed the Order, his master, and every living soul who was exterminated by this new Empire. Dishonored and wounded, he fled. Varkos'o descended to 3030, a sector of filth and disorganized crime where he could lick his wounds and meditate. Years of exile and pain have left the Knight weak and starving, but even in the deepest darkness he will never stray from the Light.
