Post by Kurix on Jun 20, 2011 11:40:05 GMT -5
Name: Kurix Krae
Race: Human
Age: 19
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 125 lbs
Appearance: A young, seemingly naiive, man with a flowing head of amber hair, bright emerald green eyes and the purest of white teeth. He has a slight scar underneath the left side of his lip.
Personality: Not an outright mean man, he enjoys being sly and cruel. He loves to manipulate others in order to achieve his own will. Quick to anger, and slow to calm. Many see him as an animal just waiting to strike.
Birth place: Onderon, Iziz
Faction: Dark Jedi
Rank: Neophyte
Bio: Although he was born in Iziz, the capital city of Onderon, he considers Maridun his true home.
His father was part of the Republic army, and died during the battle of Malachor V, while Kurix was still a young boy. Shortly after his father's death, his mother left Iziz with himself and his little brother.
By the end of the Jedi Civil War, Kurix found himself still on Onderon living with his mother and brother with a Beast-Rider tribe. The tribe had found Kurix and others wandering the Onderonian wilderness and took them in like their own. A tribe wiseman felt the connection Kurix had with the Force and began to train him in the old ways of Anger.
After 3 years of training Kurix (who is now 16), the wiseman sent Kurix into Iziz for an errand. While in Iziz Kurix was cornered in the Western District by a group of mercenaries. Kurix easily outmanuevered the men, escaping to the top of a nearby building. After completing the errand, he returned home. Upon his arrival, the wiseman felt a disturbance within Kurix. That night Kurix ran away from the Beast-Rider tribe, and hid himself on a docked cargo ship.
After a time Kurix arrived on Maridun at a small trading post. Kurix sensed the dark side of this planet and decided he would call this place home. He wandered for days before he found a rainforest to make his home. He used the alure of the dark side to enhance his powers as he built his home high in the trees.
Two years have passed since Kurix made his home in the trees. During those two years he trained in both body and mind, although much prefering the mind aspect of his powers. With help from the Beast-Rider wiseman and the dark side of the planet, Kurix quickly advanced his powers.
Today Kurix finds himself in his meditation chambers in a deep trance.
Lightsaber: Single Blade; self made. Simple.
Color: Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho 4
Makashi 3
Soresu 3
Ataru N/A
Shien / Djem So N/A
>>Sub-form Backhanded
Niman N/A
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield
Juyo N/A
Double Bladed Combat
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices: Beast Control; Force Body
Telekinetic: 5
Telepathic: 7
Body: 6
Sense: 6
Protection: 4
Healing: 2
Destruction: 5
Specialized Skills:
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5 1 - 10
Intelligence: 71 - 10
Speed: 51 – 10
Leadership: 51 - 10
Unarmed: 61 - 10
Melee Weapons: 5 1 - 10
Ranged Weapons: 2 1 - 10
Force Attunement: -5
RP Sample: Kurix strolled into the cantina on Nar Shadaa and quickly made his way over to the nearest bar tender, it just so happened to be Ithorian. "Hello there Human, what can I get for you," he said in his native language. "I just need some information. The woman sitting directly behind me; who is she?" Kurix strained to keep the anger in his voice hidden, he had learned long ago that angry negotiations didn't go anywhere. You had to know when to channel the anger. The Ithorian looked around nervously, obviously hesitant to answer the strangers question. With skill that only comes with years of practice, Kurix reached out to the Ithorians mind and snatched the answer right from its source. "Mi'Ilya Retari".
Race: Human
Age: 19
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 125 lbs
Appearance: A young, seemingly naiive, man with a flowing head of amber hair, bright emerald green eyes and the purest of white teeth. He has a slight scar underneath the left side of his lip.
Personality: Not an outright mean man, he enjoys being sly and cruel. He loves to manipulate others in order to achieve his own will. Quick to anger, and slow to calm. Many see him as an animal just waiting to strike.
Birth place: Onderon, Iziz
Faction: Dark Jedi
Rank: Neophyte
Bio: Although he was born in Iziz, the capital city of Onderon, he considers Maridun his true home.
His father was part of the Republic army, and died during the battle of Malachor V, while Kurix was still a young boy. Shortly after his father's death, his mother left Iziz with himself and his little brother.
By the end of the Jedi Civil War, Kurix found himself still on Onderon living with his mother and brother with a Beast-Rider tribe. The tribe had found Kurix and others wandering the Onderonian wilderness and took them in like their own. A tribe wiseman felt the connection Kurix had with the Force and began to train him in the old ways of Anger.
After 3 years of training Kurix (who is now 16), the wiseman sent Kurix into Iziz for an errand. While in Iziz Kurix was cornered in the Western District by a group of mercenaries. Kurix easily outmanuevered the men, escaping to the top of a nearby building. After completing the errand, he returned home. Upon his arrival, the wiseman felt a disturbance within Kurix. That night Kurix ran away from the Beast-Rider tribe, and hid himself on a docked cargo ship.
After a time Kurix arrived on Maridun at a small trading post. Kurix sensed the dark side of this planet and decided he would call this place home. He wandered for days before he found a rainforest to make his home. He used the alure of the dark side to enhance his powers as he built his home high in the trees.
Two years have passed since Kurix made his home in the trees. During those two years he trained in both body and mind, although much prefering the mind aspect of his powers. With help from the Beast-Rider wiseman and the dark side of the planet, Kurix quickly advanced his powers.
Today Kurix finds himself in his meditation chambers in a deep trance.
Lightsaber: Single Blade; self made. Simple.
Color: Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho 4
Makashi 3
Soresu 3
Ataru N/A
Shien / Djem So N/A
>>Sub-form Backhanded
Niman N/A
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield
Juyo N/A
Double Bladed Combat
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices: Beast Control; Force Body
Telekinetic: 5
Telepathic: 7
Body: 6
Sense: 6
Protection: 4
Healing: 2
Destruction: 5
Specialized Skills:
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5 1 - 10
Intelligence: 71 - 10
Speed: 51 – 10
Leadership: 51 - 10
Unarmed: 61 - 10
Melee Weapons: 5 1 - 10
Ranged Weapons: 2 1 - 10
Force Attunement: -5
RP Sample: Kurix strolled into the cantina on Nar Shadaa and quickly made his way over to the nearest bar tender, it just so happened to be Ithorian. "Hello there Human, what can I get for you," he said in his native language. "I just need some information. The woman sitting directly behind me; who is she?" Kurix strained to keep the anger in his voice hidden, he had learned long ago that angry negotiations didn't go anywhere. You had to know when to channel the anger. The Ithorian looked around nervously, obviously hesitant to answer the strangers question. With skill that only comes with years of practice, Kurix reached out to the Ithorians mind and snatched the answer right from its source. "Mi'Ilya Retari".
i really do appreciate it.