Post by Jenno on Apr 7, 2007 9:51:26 GMT -5
Name: Merridan Wissu/Darth Everos, Dark Lord of the Sith
Race: Human
Age: over two hundred, approximately.
Height: .25 meters
Weight: 27 bs
Appearance:
Birth place: Coruscant
Faction: Sith
Rank: Dark Lord of the Sith
Bio: Over two hundred years ago Bagen and Fassea Wissu, two of Coruscant’s most well-known politicians and strongest supporters of the Republic’s actions to undo the work of the Sith Triumvirate which had fallen but mere decades ago, gave birth to their first and only child, a boy to be named Merridan. The boy was born with a disease, one that caused him to sleep always. No physician could determine what caused the boy’s ailment, but all agreed that the boy would not live past the age of one year. And he didn’t. At the age of ten months, Merridan Wissu died. But, as his grieving parents prepared to lay their son to rest, the body of the child was stolen.
In reality, Merridan had not actually died, though he appeared so. He had been, through The Force, kept alive by another, one who had been watching the boy for quite some time. It was the boy’s unique connection to The Force which had caught the attention of the one who had kept the boy alive and then stolen him away. The child thief, the last Sith Lord in a quick line of many since the fall of the Triumvirate by the name of Darth Morafat, Lord of Death, had discovered the boy because, in his sleep, Merriden was actually in an incredibly deep meditation forced upon him by The Force itself for reasons unknown. Through this unconscious connection, the infant’s dreams, moreso his nightmares, became horribly magnified and rippled through the galaxy, though slight enough that only one searching for the ripple could have found it.
Morafat had dedicated his studies to the dark aspect of death, and therefore of the unconscious. In a period of his own meditation, he heard Merridan crying out in his dreams, and, understanding the great potential of such a projection, came to Coruscant, found the boy, kept the boy alive, and then stole him away to make the infant his new Apprentice.
For a period of over five years, Morafat could not rouse the boy from his slumber, but could, however, use his own darkness to twist the child’s dreams in order to connect with the child through his mind so that when the child finally, for reasons unknown, did awake for the first time, he was already so in tune with the Dark Side that his training would be simple.
Morafat trained the boy in many different areas, from combat, to usage of The Force, to the dark arts he and those before him had come to master. The boy seemed adept at all he was taught, except for the very dark arts, those which sought to control death itself, that had kept his own death at bay. Because of this failure, Morafat never bestowed on the boy a Sith Title, nor any other name aside from “Apprentice.”
As the Apprentice grew in body and skill, Morafat began to test him with various tasks, missions, and challenges, each more deadly impossible than the last. The reason Morafat did this was because he feared his student could somehow best him in combat and succeed him. On one such challenge, which involved the abandonment of the Apprentice on Lok until a holocron had been retrieved, the Sith Apprentice learned of his true power.
It was a landslide that caused it. The holocron in question, a fake planted by Morafat, had been placed within a massive cavern, and had been rigged to set off a thousand charges if moved. When the Apprentice retrieved the holocrons, the resulting blast and the entire leveling of the mountain he was in, crushed his body under a few thousand tons.
In the second between life and death, the Apprentice found that, through his own darkness, he had a choice. In that second, he chose life. And so, though his entire body was in pieces, he kept himself alive through pure will of The Force. Over a course of over ten years, he began to place himself back together into a crippled grey version of his former self, one which raised itself from the mountainous terrain and, realizing his own power, not over death, but over life, proclaimed himself Darth Everos, Lord of Immortality. And, upon fully regaining his power on the barren world, he set out to crush his Master.
Darth Morafat, however, had thought his student dead, and had taken on a new apprentice, a twi’lek who had just begun studying the arts of Death. These two had begun studying within the ancient temple Nebgra’dall deep within the core of Subterrel, a place Everos had visited but once. Here is where Everos confronted his Master and the apprentice. To begin, Morafat sent his new apprentice to fight for him, but this student was quickly slain by Everos. The battle between master and student that came next followed a predictable pattern up until its end. The Lords of Death and Immortality each performed their own dark arts upon the other. Morafat used his power to bring death upon his student, but Everos, at the same time, using the death-teachings Morafat himself had passed on, gave the death he himself suffered on Lok back to his own Master.
In that instant, Master and Apprentice killed one another. But as each lay dying, Everos turned to the holocron he had brought from Lok. He focused what life he had left into the holocrons, transferring himself into the dark device, while his own Master fell into eternal darkness.
Since then, deep within Subterrell, Everos has been waiting within the holocron he holds as his own body, taking in all the darkness of the Temple Nebgra’dall and awaiting his chance at life within a living body, something he has not felt in over a century.
Lightsaber: Trial (Three Sabers)
Color: Red, Red, Violet
Race: Human
Age: over two hundred, approximately.
Height: .25 meters
Weight: 27 bs
Appearance:
Birth place: Coruscant
Faction: Sith
Rank: Dark Lord of the Sith
Bio: Over two hundred years ago Bagen and Fassea Wissu, two of Coruscant’s most well-known politicians and strongest supporters of the Republic’s actions to undo the work of the Sith Triumvirate which had fallen but mere decades ago, gave birth to their first and only child, a boy to be named Merridan. The boy was born with a disease, one that caused him to sleep always. No physician could determine what caused the boy’s ailment, but all agreed that the boy would not live past the age of one year. And he didn’t. At the age of ten months, Merridan Wissu died. But, as his grieving parents prepared to lay their son to rest, the body of the child was stolen.
In reality, Merridan had not actually died, though he appeared so. He had been, through The Force, kept alive by another, one who had been watching the boy for quite some time. It was the boy’s unique connection to The Force which had caught the attention of the one who had kept the boy alive and then stolen him away. The child thief, the last Sith Lord in a quick line of many since the fall of the Triumvirate by the name of Darth Morafat, Lord of Death, had discovered the boy because, in his sleep, Merriden was actually in an incredibly deep meditation forced upon him by The Force itself for reasons unknown. Through this unconscious connection, the infant’s dreams, moreso his nightmares, became horribly magnified and rippled through the galaxy, though slight enough that only one searching for the ripple could have found it.
Morafat had dedicated his studies to the dark aspect of death, and therefore of the unconscious. In a period of his own meditation, he heard Merridan crying out in his dreams, and, understanding the great potential of such a projection, came to Coruscant, found the boy, kept the boy alive, and then stole him away to make the infant his new Apprentice.
For a period of over five years, Morafat could not rouse the boy from his slumber, but could, however, use his own darkness to twist the child’s dreams in order to connect with the child through his mind so that when the child finally, for reasons unknown, did awake for the first time, he was already so in tune with the Dark Side that his training would be simple.
Morafat trained the boy in many different areas, from combat, to usage of The Force, to the dark arts he and those before him had come to master. The boy seemed adept at all he was taught, except for the very dark arts, those which sought to control death itself, that had kept his own death at bay. Because of this failure, Morafat never bestowed on the boy a Sith Title, nor any other name aside from “Apprentice.”
As the Apprentice grew in body and skill, Morafat began to test him with various tasks, missions, and challenges, each more deadly impossible than the last. The reason Morafat did this was because he feared his student could somehow best him in combat and succeed him. On one such challenge, which involved the abandonment of the Apprentice on Lok until a holocron had been retrieved, the Sith Apprentice learned of his true power.
It was a landslide that caused it. The holocron in question, a fake planted by Morafat, had been placed within a massive cavern, and had been rigged to set off a thousand charges if moved. When the Apprentice retrieved the holocrons, the resulting blast and the entire leveling of the mountain he was in, crushed his body under a few thousand tons.
In the second between life and death, the Apprentice found that, through his own darkness, he had a choice. In that second, he chose life. And so, though his entire body was in pieces, he kept himself alive through pure will of The Force. Over a course of over ten years, he began to place himself back together into a crippled grey version of his former self, one which raised itself from the mountainous terrain and, realizing his own power, not over death, but over life, proclaimed himself Darth Everos, Lord of Immortality. And, upon fully regaining his power on the barren world, he set out to crush his Master.
Darth Morafat, however, had thought his student dead, and had taken on a new apprentice, a twi’lek who had just begun studying the arts of Death. These two had begun studying within the ancient temple Nebgra’dall deep within the core of Subterrel, a place Everos had visited but once. Here is where Everos confronted his Master and the apprentice. To begin, Morafat sent his new apprentice to fight for him, but this student was quickly slain by Everos. The battle between master and student that came next followed a predictable pattern up until its end. The Lords of Death and Immortality each performed their own dark arts upon the other. Morafat used his power to bring death upon his student, but Everos, at the same time, using the death-teachings Morafat himself had passed on, gave the death he himself suffered on Lok back to his own Master.
In that instant, Master and Apprentice killed one another. But as each lay dying, Everos turned to the holocron he had brought from Lok. He focused what life he had left into the holocrons, transferring himself into the dark device, while his own Master fell into eternal darkness.
Since then, deep within Subterrell, Everos has been waiting within the holocron he holds as his own body, taking in all the darkness of the Temple Nebgra’dall and awaiting his chance at life within a living body, something he has not felt in over a century.
Lightsaber: Trial (Three Sabers)
Color: Red, Red, Violet
