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Star Wars: Jedi Academy

So I am going to launch the rp tomorrow, and those with completed cs, just post them as you normally would in the thread.

Star Wars: Jedi Academy

@Theyra
Sorry about the delay in the character sheet. I kept flip flopping over some creative decisions. Let me know if anything needs changing.

Zelt Vudo

Zelt Vudo

Species

Nagai/Sephi Hybrid

Gender

Male | He/Him

Age

21

Appearance

Standing a 5’6’’, Zelt is a little bit smaller than the average Sephi or Nagai. While slender, his build is quite athletic as he was a pro athlete. This athletics also led to Zelt having many scars across his body from sport. Feature wise, Zelt is a mix of both parents’ species. His silky skin is somewhere between the pale white of a Nagai and the pink of a Sephi. Both species possess pointed ears, the length of Zelt’s being somewhere in between the two species. Zelt’s hair is the length and texture of a Nagai, but its stark white color comes from his Sephi lineage. What is unusual about Zelt is his eye color, a light violet, much different than what is usually seen in his two species.

Attire wise, Zelt plays into the androgyny of how his physical features are. He tends to wear bright colors and close fitting clothing. This allowed him to have an unique image when he was an athlete. Now as a Jedi, Zelt bucks against the dress code. He still tries to be creative, hiding bright colored clothing beneath his plain brown Jedi robe.

Rank

Apprentice

Personality

Zelt has always been very active, both physically and mentally. This overabundance of energy makes Zelt an outspoken and impulsive individual. Sometimes this means he’s fun to be around, while other times he is insensitive and doesn’t anticipate the results of his actions. As such many people find Zelt a mixed bag, a very unpredictable being.

What is consistent about Zelt is his competitive nature. Since a young age, Zelt has always tried to outdo his peers. Whether this meant being the strongest, fastest, or wisest, Zelt felt that he always needed to come up on top. This led directly into Zelt’s athletic career. He always pushed himself to improve, to become better than all the competition. As such he is quite a poor sport and has trouble accepting defeat. This is when the worst of Zelt’s personality can come out.

Zelt is also a lot more amoral than his Jedi peers, having grown up on a moon filled with criminals. Even now Zelt still skirts a few laws and has a bad habit of taking mind altering drugs. While he thinks he can hide it well, Zelt is terrified of the Order finding out. And yet he still takes the substances.

But underneath all that self focus and disregard, Zelt can truly feel for others. He was known to send some of his credits made by playing Sarlaac Ball to those impoverished in his old neighborhood. Zelt also will rarely turn down a request, being one of the first people those in need would turn to. To Zelt this can also feel like a game, wanting to see how many people he could help.

Lightsaber

Zelt wields a single-bladed lightsaber of standard hilt size. It is comprised of a silver, metal cylinder, with two prongs sticking out past the blade emitter. Zelt has customized the hilt by attaching a key chain to the hilt, one with a little figure of a small Rancor, a piece that used to be on his Sarlaac Ball bat. The crystal contained within the hilt emits a very faint blue blade, almost bordering on white in color.

Skills

Form VI - Niman: Not really sure what to specialize in, Zelt has begun training in Form VI, the balanced form. Teaching a wide range of skills, Zelt has become more comfortable with his lightsaber and has begun working in Force techniques.

Athlete: Zelt is in great shape and can move very fast and for great periods. He also has training in several sports, most notably Sarlaac Ball. The Force subtly aids Zelt when he is active, improving his speed and reflexes, as well as guiding him to stay out of danger.

Mechanics: Growing up with a mechanic for a mother, Zelt was of course going to learn some of the basics. Zelt has a pretty decent understanding of how starship engines work and can diagnose a few simple problems. Unfortunately he didn’t pay a lot of attention as a child and as such only has basic knowledge.

Equipment

Besides his lightsaber, Zelt keeps a wrist mounted comm link on his left wrist, as well as a small bag with some credits and rations. Attached to Zelt’s right hip is a holster with a Nagai knife in it. This is more for connecting with his heritage than actually using it to fight.

Weakness

Anger: Perhaps it is the Nagai blood in him, but Zelt has a short fuse. He can get riled up easily and gets into a lot of fights. While this anger can empower the Force, it is routed in fear so that its hard to control. Even with Jedi training, Zelt still has a fiery temper which has earned him a bad reputation at the Academy.

Drug Addict: As part of the high rolling life of a professional athlete, Zelt began to dabble in drugs. While used mostly at parties, in recent years Zelt has begun to crave certain substances. He prefers to take mind altering drugs, which can have a strange interaction with the Force. Zelt has had nightmares of terrible things reaching out through the Force to him, or at least he thought they were nightmares.

Injured Leg: While he won’t admit it to anyone, Zelt sustained a bad injury to his right leg during a Sarlaac Ball game. It never healed properly and it has given him a slight limp. However he unknowingly masked it with the Force, willing the pain away and allowing him to remain active. But with every passing year, the damage to his leg seems to get worse as his mobility is incrementally reduced.

Background

Born on Nar Shaddaa, also known as the Smuggler’s Moon, Zelt would be the love child of two different groups of criminals. Zelt’s mother was a Sephi, a long lived race of artists. In her case she was a starship customizer, making alterations for some big name clients. But Zelt’s father was a Nagai, a mysterious race of warriors from beyond this galaxy. The two had met at a gladiator event on the moon, both guests of a Hutt. From there they would leave and go bar hopping, eventually spending the night together. The next day, Zelt’s father would leave Nar Shaddaa, off on some mission for his Hutt employer. Zelt’s mother would never see him again, left to raise Zelt alone.

As a child, Zelt would be raised in the back of his mother’s mechanical garage which was located in a slightly nicer part of the Smuggler’s Moon. Zelt’s mother would attempt to teach him about mechanics but Zelt had little interest. Instead he would explore his neighborhood, quickly learning what parts were best to avoid if you wanted to remain alive. In doing this, Zelt would meet the other children who lived nearby. Most were bastards or otherwise unwanted, yet Zelt felt a kinship with them.

The youths would play simple sports in the street, Zelt quickly becoming the best out of the locals. With the aggressiveness that came with having Nagai blood, Zelt was fierce on the field. His speed and fiery attitude caught the attention of a local Twi’lek “businessman”, who recruited Zelt as a package deliverer. As there were no child labor laws on Nar Shaddaa, Zelt accepted the job and began to ferry items all around his local part of the moon.

About a year into this job, Zelt’s family would be shaken up when his mother had an accident at work. Left disabled, her garage would eventually sold off. To help his ailing mother, Zelt looked for more employment opportunities. Recalling the sports of his youth, Zelt would sign up for a Sarlaac Ball league. The sport was fairly new, having been created during the reign of the Galactic Empire, and was notably very deadly. While allowed to play, no team wanted to recruit the small Zelt. However, one team would lose a player to a broken neck, and needing a quick replacement would take Zelt on.

During his first match, Zelt would excel at the brutal sport, dodging others easily and being proficient with the duel bat. It was almost as if he could sense what the other players were going to do before they did it. This intuition in the back of his mind helped Zelt to quickly ramp up in the rankings. After less than a year of playing, Zelt would jump teams into a bigger league, one that took him off the Smuggler’s Moon.

Now planet hopping as he played other pro teams, Zelt would begin to make serious money. While tempted to spend it frivously, instead he used it to send his mother to a proper home for the disabled on the Sephi home world of Thustra. Now no longer needing to worry about his mother, Zelt threw himself fully into Sarlaac Ball. Hailed as a young prodigy, Zelt would begin to be offered sponsorships.

However, this increased attention would lead to Zelt’s downfall. While playing a championship match on Nal Hutta, Zelt would be watched by an old Force mystic, one who advised many Hutts. The mystic would conclude that Zelt had been using the Force to have an unfair advantage. This information was then posted all over the Holo Net, as all of Zelt’s fans began to view him as a cheater.

Within a week, all off the sponsorships went away and Zelt was kicked off his team. Things only got worse when the Hutt who owned said team had to refund all bets involving Zelt’s playing. Angry at the young man, the Hutt would put out a hit on Zelt, to make an example for all potential cheaters. After an initial attempt on Zelt’s life, he would flee Hutt space.

Zelt would bounce around from planet to planet, trying to plot his next move. His name had been blacklisted on the Holo Net, so no sports team would hire him. Feeling dejected, Zelt would go to Thustra to visit his mother. However he would be ambushed by bounty hunters who figured he would eventually show up there. The hunters would track Zelt through the capital city, Zelt using the Force to speed up his step. But this would lead to Zelt being cornered in a dead end alley.

Faced with the possibily of being killed, Zelt gave into his fear and unleashed a massive Force push, sending the bounty hunters skidding away hundreds of feet. Using this confusion to escape, Zelt ended up at the docking pad. He was looking for passage to anywhere that was far away. The only person who take him was a man headed to D’Qar, which Zelt went with.

While traveling through hyperspace, the man would reveal himself to be a Jedi and that he had sensed Zelt’s power in the Force. The Jedi offered Zelt a new life on D’Qar, where he could be his best self. Not seeing many other options, Zelt would agree to become a Jedi Apprentice.

@Martian

Just some things, when Zelt's was outed as a force user and it being posted all over the Holonet. Luke or a jedi would come for him sooner since he is a well known force user now, apparently. Sensing through the force to determine he is a force user would not be necessary at that point.

His drug addiction I am not sure how he is going to maintain that since there would not be drugs in the academy, and there is not going to be a dealer there, so just wondering how he gets his supply and how he can hide it.

So just answers these, and we will go from there.

Raven Squad: Second Storm (Military/Spy-Fi RP)

Mateo Secada
Partycrasher
Aral Sea, Kazakhstan

"Roger that," was all he said after meeting with Queen and now that he was cleared. So after putting away the last of the intel he had gathered. Mateo went about finding a good position to flank and cause some confusion. Things were already chaotic enough right now based on how his teammates were handling things, and some more chaos would not hurt.

So Mateo quickly went about repositioning himself and, after finding a good spot near where he was and quickly spotted some targets down range. He quickly looked down his scope and remembering Queen's advice from before. Mateo aimed for their heads and pulled the trigger. Dispatching the three of them with little noise. Now it did occur to him that this is unfair. Someone cloaked and hard to see with silenced weaponry. He might as well be a ghost, and that is how he likes it. Every advantage and opportunities he has over his enemies, the better. That is how he was trained, after all.

Now he stayed up there shooting at targets until Ogre mentioned on the radio about gassing the ship. "Uh, I guess that is time for me to leave" and without another word. He quickly exited the ship and started flanking people. Catching some unlucky souls that were trying to get a beat on someone, it looked like. Mateo was quick on the trigger and moved on once the bodies hit the ground. He was careful not to be spotted by the mech as he did so. While he did have some C5 on him that could mess with the thing, that was someone else's job, and he did not envy them. Either way, now that his main job was done, he was free to just flank and surprise some folks that going to cause problems for his team. Since there had been enough already and time to live up to his callsign.

Theyra's Test and Ideas Headquarters

The Secrets of Ikianni

The Ikianni system is unknown to most and a unique place in the galaxy. For it is rare for several races to not only live in the system but, claim that Ikianni is their home system. Even more rare is the fact that the Ukath and the Ikeal share the same homeworld. Several species call the system home and have lived there for thousands of years but, have never left the boundaries of the system and have grown up knowing that alien life is just a planet away. Recently, other races have come to Ikianni, though not as an expanding empire. Instead independent settlers for reasons that ranged from outcasts, refugees with nowhere else to go, or in the human's case, an accident. But, the inhabitants both new and old do not know what lies in the system. For ancient secrets lie forgotten and hidden and only waiting for a curious soul to uncover them.

Rules:
1. Expected to follow standard site rules
2. No godmodding or powergaming or etc...
3. No OP characters
4. A max of two characters
5. Minimum of one paragraph

Overview:

This is a science-fantasy rp set in the Ikianni system. A unique system where several races claim it as their home system and where every habitable world in the system belongs to a sentient race. Not including Daumia. Which you will be playing as members of a xenoarcheologists group that will unknowingly discover the long-lost secrets of the system and you can play either as a researcher or a member of the security team.

Which tech-wise, only a few of the races have FTL capabilities, and the natives of the system have yet to explore outside the system since they lack FTL technology. As for weapons, projectile-based weapons are the main/common weapons of the system.

Magic

Magic in the Ikianni system works

Species

Human - Hailing from the distant Earth, and live on the least desired habitable planet in the system. The humans of Acheron had to adapt quickly to survive in their new home, along with discovering alien races and learning that magic exists, and work on relearning it. After twenty years of surviving on Acheron, the humans have proved to be a hardy and adaptable race that still tries to contact Earth despite the unknown but, long-distance to Earth from Acheron.

Ukath - Haling from Airia and sharing the world with the Ikeals. Before the cataclysm that rendered the surface inhabitable. The Ukath originally lived underground before discovering the surface and move most of their civilization there. Leaving only a few cities underground. Which brought them into conflict with the Ikeal as they over both territory and resources. Only their shared religious beliefs kept the two races from declaring full-on war on each other. Which changed when the cataclysm occurred and only then did the two races banded together in order to survive and retreat underground to safety.

While not as strong magical as the Ikeal, they make it up for their physical strength. Along with a long life span.

Ikeal - The tall and spiritual Ikeal. Considered to be great magic users though not as strong physically as the Ukath. The Ikeal share their homeworld with the Ukath. Which despite an uneasy peace between them and the Ukath. Their shared religious beliefs kept them from war and when the cataclysm occurred. They were forced to work together and moved underground to survive.

While they have a life span almost as long as the Ikeal. They are potent magic users that make up most of the monarchy's magic users.

Otuons - The most mysterious of the races that call the system their home. No one is sure when these alien robots came to the system. Only when they did, they choose to settle on Daumia and when they were discovered by the other nations in the system. They only replied that they wish to be left alone. Though they do allow limited trading with other nations in the system. Centered around the city of Isune, the only organic-friendly city on the planet. Mainly for resources that they can not find on Daumia. Still, some Otudons have started to venture outside of Daumia and learn more about the organics in the system.

Zul - Hailing from the temperate world of Jathichi. The Zul are a proud and traditional people. Looking similar to elves from human myth but, that is where the similarities end. For the Zul

Avvans - Hailing from arid and sandy Xetriri.

Izi - Hailing from the ice world of Iynov. The resilient Izi

Thens - Hailing from the only habitable moon in the system, Rosnyke.

Planets

Xetriri - Desert - Homeworld of the Avvans.

Acheron - Toxic - similar to Mars but slightly bigger, closer to the sun and is barely habitable. Gas masks or closed suits are needed in someplaces. The local fauna are unusually aggressive and possess magical abilities. Still is largely unexplored. Inhabited by the humans.

Airia - Formerly a lush habitable planet but, currently uninhabitable on the surface. Homeworld of the Ikeal and Ukath. Airia as the Ikeal and Ukath tell it. Airia was once a beautiful and lush world. Until a cataclysm occurred and rendered the surface uninhabitable. Forcing the two races underground and forcing them to work together in order to survive. Still, both races do not tell the other races how their world became uninhabitable and outsiders are limited to the surface spaceports.

Jathichi- Temperate - Homeworld of the Zul

Esciri- Gas Giant - 80 moons which Rosnyke is one of them.

Rosnyke - Tropical Moon of Esciri - Homeworld of the Thens and the only habitable moon in the system.

Fosniri- Gas Giant - 64 moons

Daumia- Barren - Inhabited by the Otuons and organics are limited to the city of Isune.

Iynov - ice - Homeworld of the Izi

Factions

Dual Monarchy of Airia - The united Ukath and the Ikeal government. Headed by Ukath King Ibron Sneng and Queen Imkha

Acheron Colonial Administration -

Otuon Collective -

Zul Empire - Led by Empress Neclu Sonartha

Avvan Republic -

Thens -

Izi -

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Star Wars: Jedi Academy

Sounds good.

Are you gonna make a discord?

@Blizz

Yeah, when I launch the rp I will make a discord.

Star Wars: Jedi Academy

Okay, the edits look good, and I am just going to wait a bit more to see if the rp can get more people and I will probably launch it soon.

Star Wars: Jedi Academy

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I can change that, no problem. A rogue inquisitor who thought he was hot shit and bit off more than he could chew with the students. Him being a Sith Lord in particular isn’t important to the story, just that Hadris was a certified Bad Person mainly.

@Blizz

Okay, good to hear.

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Lol yeah I definitely got hyperbolic there with the legion, how about like... A Sith lord and their apprentice? Basically just need an excuse for her to hate the Sith, something for her to overcome in training. Totally down with deleting any metion of Sith tho. Also, removed the deserting aspect!

As an aside, you mentioned they should have the core Force abilities, but which ones are included in this? Not entirely sure, thanks!

@Regime Goon

I got an idea for what she would hate the Sith. The thing the stormtroopers were guarding was some kind of Sithspawn that was being housed at the site for experimentation and was released as a last resort and your char would find out what it was in the aftermath and how it relates to the Sith. How does that sound?

Yeah the wiki used to have a list of force powers and now it is gone for some reason and you have to dig to find stuff. The core your should have is telekinesis, force speed, force sense, force jump, I think force healing. I might be missing one but, these your char should have.

Star Wars: Jedi Academy

Shazam

Sith? Who? Never heard of ‘em.

"🎶AS CHILDREN, WE WOULD SCREAM! WE WIELDED THE WEAPON OF IGNORANCE!!!🎶"

Sildarg Renma

Species

Dathomirian

Gender

Female | She/Her

Age

18

Appearance

Standing at 5"6', Sildarg is very spindly and lithe. Her eyes are crimson red, and she tends to wear her hair loose down to one side of her head. Sildarg generally dresses to cover her entire body. Jedi robes, large shirts and jackets, or a hood over her head are what she wears almost exclusively. Other than the mechanical left arm she has, what stands out about her appearance the most is the electrical scar running up the side up Sildarg's neck and face. She tells people she got it from a broken power capacitor, but she really got it from a day when her old Sith master was particularly unhappy with her attitude, after he knocked a training sword out of her hands with a Makashi technique.

Rank

Sith Jedi Apprentice

Personality

Sildarg is aggressive and bitter. She responds to her problems with bared fangs, and doesn't back down when someone tries to pick a fight with her. Sildarg often doesn't realize that she's slipping into the more negative side of her mind, but when she does, she tries her best to control herself. Anger is something that she struggles with, things get under her skin easier than most people, and she has a harder time letting things go as a result. Despite her best efforts to let go of anger, she still occasionally snaps at people with more bite than she really intended, and is quick to apologize for it. Sildarg shows a great deal of potential in her training, she always does her best to learn what her masters teach. There are days when Sildarg has little impulse control, but also days when she is very much at peace with herself. These days come and go at random, and it isn't always clear that Sildarg is doing the best she can. When it is, Sildarg tends to fly under the radar. Otherwise, everyone knows that she's having a bad day.

Sildarg always makes a point of not showing vulnerability, even around her masters, or when she fails during training. She fears failing or disappointing the people with authority over her, having spent most of her life being punished for failure with pain. Sildarg often seems skittish on on high alert, even when she's having one of her better days. She can't relax or even sleep peacefully at night until she knows she's the only one left awake, because she's always nervous that someone will sneak up on her when she least expects it. This, paired with the fact that Sildarg comes from a place she fears the Jedi would kill her for, means that Sildarg is slow to trust anyone unless she has a good reason, or actively wants to. Despite her flaws, Sildarg's teachers know she tries her best, and genuinely wants to become a Jedi someday. Even though she struggles where others flourish, Sildarg shows compassion and mercy to those who can't protect themselves. After all, she was just like them once. Her gentle nature is rare, but she acts on the impulse to help people with as much sincerity as she would the impulse to lash out and hurt someone. It is often difficult for her to fight back against the darkness in her heart, but Sildarg isn't going to simply quit and let it take her over for good.

Lightsaber

Skills

• Form IV - Ataru: Beginner
• Tech Knowledge: Sildarg knows her way around machines. She could hack just about any common droid put in front of her, or repair broken landspeeders if she needed. It comes in handy when you have a metal arm. She couldn’t repair anything that flies, or anything useful as a weapon other than a lightsaber, but your favorite toaster won’t fall into disrepair around her.
• Haphazard Cooking: Have you ever wondered how someone can cook meat with droid oil? You wouldn't consider that edible, but Sildarg can make it so. She's resourceful like that. Granted, the type of food she’s used to cooking is utterly abominable and would make a Sarlacc vomit, but it’s edible at the very least.

Equipment

• Mechanic Tools

Weaknesses

• Slow Learner: Learning new things doesn’t come easily for Sildarg. One thing she often struggles with in particular is Force training. She does have potential to learn, but it takes her much longer to learn the Jedi’s techniques than most. This also extends to the other common principles of the Jedi, such as patience and keeping the peace, despite her effort.
• Regular Cyborg Things: Robotic arms aren’t made special by the Force. Sildarg’s is made with a bare-minimum skeletal design. There is a metal shell around it that protects the internal wires and mechanism, but it’s made of ordinary iron and steel parts that Sildarg found from busted droids. A lightsaber, or a metal projectile from a decent kinetic gun could tear it apart without any effort, and then she’d only have one arm.
• Hatred: Having been raised by the Sith and trained by their cruelest masters, Sildarg is familiar with hate. She can't use this Force ability willingly, and would have to be under extreme duress to pull it off. Normally, having this kind of potential with the Force would be a good sign, but Sildarg doesn't control it. She can only hold it back and bury it before it gets the better of her. When her hatred is released, it's like she becomes a different person. It consumes her, and she can't stop herself from unleashing hell on whoever is in the way, no matter who they are. Such a thing would immediately out her as a Sith, were it to happen.

Background

Sildarg’s earlier memories are from her time spent on the planet called Moraband. Before the Clone Wars, it was called Korriban. The holy land of the Sith, the Valley of the Dark Lords, and the place where Sildarg learned to wield the Force. A Sith by the name of Darth Hadris traveled to the dead planet to create a Sith academy. Sildarg was one of Hadris’ students, along with a handful of other children raised in total isolation from the entire galaxy. From birth, she was raised to be an instrument or dark power, taught to weaponize her emotions and ambitions, and punished gravely for any mistake she made. Weakness was burned out like a plague.

Darth Hadris was a cruel master. He enjoyed correcting what mistakes his students made with physical pain. Missteps during lightsaber training were punished with slashes across the arms, disrespect was met with electrocution through the Force. After a day of training, he would decide if students were allowed to eat based on how well they performed. Sometimes he would starve them just to teach them that nothing was granted freely, everything was earned. Hadris would tell his famished students that if anyone could best him before or after training, then they could have all the food they wanted. No one ever landed a scratch on him. They were too afraid to attack him.

Some of Hadris’ students took to his training well. The lessons cemented in their minds with ease, and he grew quite pleased with how his new academy was turning out. He had successfully molded a few of his students into what they needed to become in order to be proper Sith one day. Sildarg was not among his chosen few. She was one of the disappointments in the group, and often snuck out the wander the valley in what could’ve been conflated with peace. The surface of Korriban was always dead silent, except for the occasional whisper of a dead Sith or two that Sildarg swore she only imagined. Whenever she looked up at the sky, Sildarg wondered what could’ve been out there. Was there more to life than just being some cruel old man’s punching bad? Did people know there was an academy here? The cold desert nights were her escape. Sildarg even found faint scraps of old Sith technology to play with in her spare time.

Over the years, Sildarg learned to tolerate Hadris’ teachings. She became more proficient with a lightsaber, more aggressive in her use of the Force, and less trusting of her fellow students. Sildarg grew to hate everyone around her, she could only see spite and selfishness when she looked at them. Most of all, she hated Darth Hadris. She wanted to tear his body to shreds, to watch him scream and beg for mercy like she and others had for years. She could never bring herself to take a chance on Hadris, though, as others and tried before and were never the same afterwards. Sildarg had never impressed Hadris, so he would’ve been much harsher on her.

One day, Sildarg and the other students were told that their training was nearly over. They were ready to make the next step in their journey as Sith. Hadris revealed three lightsabers to the group, of which there were seven. He then informed his students that most of them had disappointed his from day one. Hadris told them that they were all still weak and could never amount to anything unless they took initiative. Hadris wanted them to kill each other to prove their worth. This terrified Sildarg. She knew she was the weak link, and that she would be murdered without hesitation. The others rushed to grab the lightsabers, and before Sildarg knew it, one of Hadris’s apprentices had already been ran through.

Sildarg wanted to run, but something bubbled up inside of her. Why did Hadris think she was weak? What could he possibly know about her, she asked herself. Her blood started to boil as by the time two others fell, and the final straw was when someone swung a lightsaber at her. Sildarg felt the blade incinerate bone and muscle, her arm had been severed. She fell to the floor screaming in pain, there were only three of Hadris’s apprentices standing over her. Each armed with a red lightsaber, while Hadris only smiled and praised them. Tears streamed from Sildarg’s eyes, and when she looked up at the people she once tried to befriend, Sildarg was no longer present. All the pain and rage she bottled up for her entire life was unleashed on the four of them.

Hadris’ apprentices could feel the hatred ripple outward from Sildarg like water. It filled the air and washed over their skin, turning their triumphant attitudes into fear. The room simply felt wrong to them. One of the apprentices dropped his lightsaber, paralyzed by terror. Another tried to finish Sildarg off, but she had sprung upwards from the floor and gouged out his throat with her fingernails. The third ran for his life. As one of them bled out, she picked up his lightsaber and butchered the last one standing like he was a piece of meat. By the time she was done with him, his leg was in three different pieces, he had lost a third of his rib cage, and his head was bisected in a lopsided attempt at decapitation. All while Hadris watched. He was surprised, but impressed.

“Well done, my apprentice.” Hadris praised her, while that aura of dark rage still filled the academy. He congratulated her for finding her true potential, and sat a hand on her remaining shoulder. That was his last mistake. Sildarg simply tilted the lightsaber in her hand towards him and activated it. In his pride, Hadris failed to see that her hatred was for him, and him alone. She speared him through the heart and watched him bleed to death. By the time Sildarg finally came to her senses, the gravity of what she did had begun to set in. She had just butchered everyone in the academy, and as far as she knew, that made her the only living thing on this planet.

She ran, and found Hadris’s ship sitting in the sand. It was old, and hadn’t been moved from that spot in years, but after playing with the controls for a few minutes, she found out how to lift it off the ground. As she did, Sildarg could see someone waving at her from the ground, trying to get her to land. It was the apprentice she didn’t kill. Sildarg ignored him, and left him to whatever fate the desert of Korriban would have for him. After Sildarg broke the atmosphere, she flew in a straight line. She didn’t know where she’d go, but all she could think about was how it was all over. For the first time in her life, she was alone without anyone watching her for signs of weakness. Sildarg broke down into tears while the ship flew forward. She felt like a knife had finally been pulled out of her back after bleeding for so long.

Days passed, and Sildarg felt like she’d starve to death in the ship. The stump that used to be her arm hadn’t stopped burning with pain, and she had passed nothing but asteroids. In a fit of anger, Sildarg smashed her lightsaber against the dashboard of the ship, and accidentally discovered the existence of lightspeed. The stars began to blur around her, and suddenly she was flying faster than she thought possible. As useful as this discovery was, the controls were smoking. Seconds later, the ship tumbled out of FTL like a rock tumbled down a hill. Sildarg did her best to stabilize the ship with one hand, but she inevitably crash-landed on a nearby planet: Tatooine.

It was about as steep a crash as she could’ve hoped for, but the ship was destroyed for good. Sildarg climbed out of the smoking wreckage without her new lightsaber- She destroyed it when she learned about lightspeed travel. The desert sun felt familiar to her, but Tatooine’s climate was much warmer. Sildarg wandered the desert for hours, running on fumes by the time she found Bestine, the capital city. After using the Force to steal some food, and collecting her thoughts, Sildarg knew she had to do something different. This was her chance to move on from the Sith. After a few days of searching, Sildarg found work as a mechanic’s assistant. The human she worked for was suspicious of a one-armed Dathomirian in the Outer Rim, but she proved to be crafty and earned her money just fine. She even built herself a new arm out of some scrapped droids after she got used to working with one hand.

Months after Sildarg thought her life had officially changed for good, a Jedi Knight came to Bestine, scouting for Force-sensitive individuals to train. Sildarg happened to be the first one this Knight looked for. Sildarg hadn’t exactly sworn off using the Force since she fled from Korriban, and it wasn’t entirely impossible that one or two customers caught objects floating from time to time. It was only a matter of time until someone realized something was suspicious about Sildarg. Instead of attacking her, though, the Knight offered her a chance to use her gifts for a better cause, as a Jedi herself. The idea of being among so many Force-users and combat-skilled people in general scared Sildarg, but if she was being honest with herself, Bestine wasn’t very pleasant. She often caught herself in arguments with some disgruntled customer or her boss. Sildarg thought about it, and told the Knight she’d get ready to leave by the next day. She packed all of her things, including a few tools she “borrowed” from the mechanic shop, and set out for the planet D’Qar once she met up with the Knight.

She just hopes that this isn’t the worst decision she could’ve made, and that her past won’t catch up with her.

@Blizz

After reading it there are some problems like you are going to have to explain how Darth Hadris managed to stay low and not be detected by the empire and by Darth Sidious. Along with how he came to be a Sith and a Darth at that, and start a Sith Academy without anyone knowing about it. I think a rouge Inquisitor would fit more.

Green Gurl

Reni Sehl

Species

Mirialan

Gender

Female | She/Her

Age

22

Appearance

Reni stands at 6'0, with lean, sinewy muscle typical of Mirialans. Her light green skin is dotted with various tribal tattoos, most of her own making. She is also the proud owner of numerous scars, the most notable two being a lightsaber burn stretching diagonally from hip to mid-torso and a ragged circular scar on her right shoulder from a blaster bolt. Reni favors the standard Jedi robes, with no particular flair. She's just happy to wear them.

Rank

Apprentice

Personality

WIP

Lightsaber

Reni wields a simple, single-bladed lightsaber composed of a light metal alloy, with the grip partially wrapped in leather. The crystal is standard green, chosen because she claims it matches her complexion. Nothing too fancy for this Padawan.

Skills

Form III:WIP
Scout:
Healer:

Equipment

Reni doesn't have much in the way of worldly possessions, and she prefers it that way. She held on to a pair of macrobinoculars from her time with the 1st Batallion, keeps a comlink on hand, and has a tribal tattoo kit stashed away somewhere, but that's the extent of her personal belongings.

Weakness

Technophobe: WIP
Gambler:
Chewed-Up:
Naive:
Pacifist:

Background

Reni was born on the planet Mirial, a cold, desert-like planet largely ignored by the rest of the galaxy. Reni's people were a nomadic, semi-primitive tribe, constantly on the move to find new pastures for their livestock and to avoid Imperial eyes. Mirialans had a higher number of Force-sensitive offspring than many species, and this often drew the attention of Sith lords seeking new apprentices. Rumors spread of cloaked figures snatching Mirialan children in the night, almost to the point of superstition among the tribes. It was best, they determined, to keep a low profile.

Life on the desert planet was difficult, but Reni's childhood was made easier by her tribe. Entirely communal in nature, children were raised by the collective. Thus, Reni had not two parents, but many, and more brothers and sisters than she could count. Like many tribal Mirialans, they practiced a primitive religion that combined nature-centered animism with the Force. As such, Reni knew from a young age that she was Force-sensitive, and was taught to hide this from outsiders at all costs. It was said the Empire had servants even among other tribes.

As a youth, Reni was taught by her elders herding, leather tanning, tracking, and even marksmanship. However, among these practical skills, Reni also learned how to live. Dancing, singing, storytelling, comradery, and a love for all things natural. She was also instructed in the ways of the Force in the tribe's rudimentary ways, and Reni discovered she had an affinity for healing. She earned her first tattoo, a series of diamonds across her cheek and nose, after healing one of her brothers when he was gored by a rampaging Bukund bull.

The tribe made rare, but necessary trips into the cities that dotted Mirial, trading hides and meat for goods they couldn't produce. It was in these marketplaces that the young Reni met her first love, a human named Linac. Months or years would pass before they could reunite, but the young lovers remained faithful to eachother. Ultimately, it was the Galactic Civil War that tore the two apart. Linac joined the Rebel Alliance the first chance they could, and that was the last time Reni saw them. Perhaps Linac died fighting, or perhaps they'd simply forgotten Reni. She hoped it was the latter.

Reni's sorrow eventually faded, but the memory of Linac did not. Reni came of age, and it was time for her to leave the tribe, for a time. A rite of passage to earn their place among the elders, to achieve great deeds, and maybe earn some new tattoos along the way. She could only think of one path to take. The New Republic Army. Reni told herself it was a way to pay back the Republic, where she no longer had to hide her powers, and children weren't stolen in the night by Sith. She also remembered how Linac had spoken of the Rebel Alliance; swaggering, rugged freedom fighters finding adventure all over the galaxy, bathed in glory. She signed up.

Life in the New Republic Army wasn't quite what Reni expected. The culture shock alone could have killed her, going from the primitive, tribal life to sleek starships and light speed. However, her background proved useful to the Republic, and she found herself embedded with the 1st Reconnaissance Batallion, a fighting force that specialized in scouting rugged terrain on inhospitable planets. Swift, silent, and dangerous. Reni continued to hide her Force sensitivity, unable to shake the outdated cultural norm, but proved herself in other ways during training. She was an excellent scout, able to move in complete silence, and able to read terrain like none other.

The fighting 1st deployed throughout the galaxy, rooting out Imperial holdouts hiding in jungles, mountains, and deserts on Republic planets. It was hard work, but not particularly dangerous; the holdouts were typically so depleted of supplies that they willingly surrendered. If not, the 1st Batallion simply called in the big guns, another Republic Army force meant for brute force battles. Two years into her military career, and Reni felt like she'd found a new tribe. She'd also treated herself to a couple of new tattoos. Then, the Siege of Veldont.

The Outer Rim planet was a tree-cloaked backwater, but it was Republic territory and the natives had reported some Imperial activity deep in the forest. This far out from the Imperial core, they didn't expect much resistance from the starved-out soldiers.

The intel must have been wrong.

Instead, the nimble 1st Reconnaissance Batallion stumbled across a veritable fortress, far beyond anything they'd encountered before. It must have been a trap, because the Imperials opened fire on the soldiers almost the second they laid eyes on it. Unable to extract, they called for backup and dug in. Thus began five months of brutal trench warfare, as Republic soldiers continued to drop into the planet and get chewed up by the well-supplied Imperial soldiers. Reni watched her closest friends ripped apart by blaster fire, trying to heal those she could, but most died. Then their replacements arrived, and they died. Rather than surrender, the Imperials made a final counterattack, revealing what they'd been so desperate to defend. A legion of Sith apprentices. Despite their inexperience, the Sith cut through the Republic forces, almost routing them before they were finally surrounded and put down after several days of fighting. The 1st Recon suffered an 83% casualty rate.

After the siege, Reni, along with most of the other survivors in the battalion, quietly deserted, and the Republic Army didn't try too hard to find them. Reni spent most of her savings traveling through the galaxy's backwaters, drinking, gambling, and trying to forget. It wasn't until a fight broke out in a cantina that things changed. A young Zabrak had been shot through the chest over cards, and Reni knocked the gunman out cold before desperately laying her hands on the dying woman to revive her. After bringing herself to the point of exhaustion, Reni brought the Zabrak back from the brink. A man in flowing robes pulled Reni aside. He was a Jedi knight, and told Reni that her skills were being wasted here; he extended an invitation to the New Jedi Order, and Reni eagerly accepted. Perhaps she'd earn some new tattoos.

@Regime Goon

Being a New Republic deserter in the New Jedi Order will cause problems, mainly the relationship between the Order and the New Republic. You can say she left the New Republic after the Valdont. That and there being a legion of sith apprentices is very unlikely, so how about removing that bit?

Interested in this as well. The character I had in mind was a pro athlete who was secretly using the force to have an unfair advantage, until someone recognizes that he is using the force and is banned from the sport. Things get worse when criminals who lost money because of his cheating start going after him. It would only by joining the Jedi that he would find a more peaceful existence. Give me a day or two and I'll create a sheet for him.

@Martian

I am not sure that he would be that skilled with the force on his own and with no training to do stuff like that. Perhaps he was a cheater or would seem lucky because he was using the force without knowing it and after making some risky bets. His luck ran out and he owned bad people credits. So he fled and either managed to run into a jedi or was captured and was later saved by a jedi would be dealing with the criminal that imprisoned him?

Star Wars: Jedi Academy

If Theyra’s cool with it I’m down. I’d just hate to bar someone else from playing a certain type of character, Y’know?

I’ll be back tonorrow

@Blizz

So after thinking about it, I think I will allow it. But, I am going to say this, no more ex sith and no ex imperial chars from here on out.

Star Wars: Jedi Academy

*kicks the door down* Count me in, Chief!!

Also, question: Can I be a reformed/struggling-to-redeem-himself former Storm Trooper?

@Dragonfly 9

So a force-sensitive former stormtrooper? I have to say no to this since he was a stormtrooper. He would have probably would been discovered to be force sensitive and taken away for another use to the empire.

Hey Theyra remember me

First idea in mind: A former sith apprentice who never completed her training. She was taught by a borderline sadistic sith master, eventually got the better of him and killed his ass, ran away, and somehow got a cool robot arm somewhere in the process. By this time, the lessons had sunk in but only partially, so there is potential in her to be "redeemed" by the Jedi, but the path is gonna be rocky for her. She won't tell anyone she's an ex-sith at first but eventually it'll come up and be a reveal.

Someone else around her might even pick up on the dark anger/general sith energy she has buried deep down. She's essentially unlearning all the cruel shit done to her by the dark side.

@Blizz

Yeah, I remember you and while I am not against the idea, it looks like you have the same idea as another interested player. So I have to ask do you have a second idea for a char or how attached are you to this current one?

I am so down for this, and I can have a double-bladed lightsaber? hell yes!

@Birdboy

Yes you can

Not a huge fan of the sequels, but I might be interested in this

@Hyyde322

We are primarily using legends content with some of the new canon in the rp. So do not worry about the sequels since they do not have an effect on the rp for the most part.