Post by tabor320 on Jan 28, 2012 8:13:19 GMT -5
Name: Usitvul
Race: Zabrak
Age: 22
Height: 6’0
Weight: 185 lbs
Appearance:
torwars.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/zabrak_by_crypticgrrl-398x500.jpg
Standing just over 6'0'' tall, and with a deceptive reach, Usitvul just has the look of a warrior. Defined but not built, he is built for speed, choosing to outclass his opponents rather than overpower them. His facial tattoos are a mark of his personality, given to him at the age of 4. They represent the ferocity that he showed in all aspects of his early life, especially due to his natural affinity for martial combat.
Usitvul's clothing also stands in stark contrast to his former jedi garb, preferring to wear long black robes, which he wears the hood up to hide his face, making the only definitive facial feature visible his natural yellow eyes.
Personality: Over-Confidant in his abilities, strives to be the best, and believes he is. And pride is a major source of his power, while also being one of his major weaknesses. Although overconfident he is reserved and quiet, preffering to speak more through actions then words. When he does speak he is sarcastic, looking to humiliate people he considers fools. Although he has fallen to the dark side he still maintains that he is doing the right thing. Looking out for the good of the galaxy, and doing it by any means necessary.
Birth place: Iridonia
Faction: Sith Order
Rank: Initiate
Previous Faction: Jedi
Previous Rank: Jedi Knight
Bio:
Born to a family of two proud Iridonian Mercenaries, Usitvul's conditioning in the martial arts began nearly the instant he could walk. Although all Zabrak youth on Iridonia were required to take part in combat training, Usitvul's training went above and beyond do to his parents violent professions. Unfortunately this also meant that they lived short lives, and by the time he was 6 Usitvul's parents had been killed. Usitvul responded to this tragedy by turning to the only thing he knew, training. Before long his reputation had grown as one of the best young martial artists on Iridonia. Due to his ability to surpass the physical bounds of a typical Zabrak, the Jedi recognized him as Force-Sensitive and agreed to take the orphan in.
During his early days at the Jedi Temple the boy showed much promise at learning the martial skills necessary for his training, as well as showing a natural ability for increasing his physical limits. Usitvul had a knack for using the force to enhance his phisical skills, whether it be running faster, or jumping higher, his agility was simply unmatched by any other youngling the temple had seen in years. However , his over-confidence and pride had become an issue, and many Jedi Masters passed him over as a potential Padawan due to conflict within him. This haunted the proud child and he grew increasingly more violent in his sparring sessions, to the point where he would attempt to embarrass his fellow initiates in combat in order to prove he was worthy of becoming a Padawan. Eventually, after being passed over by many, one Jedi took the 12 year old aboard as his Padawan, seeing much similarity between the fiery youngster and himself. At this time he constructed his first lightsaber, built with a standard hilt and a green crystal, and not long after he forged his second, its twin.
On Usitvul's first mission as a padawan he and his master were ambushed by a group of pirates while on a diplomatic mission to Nar Shadaa. After dispatching the pirates in brutal fashion the two Jedi captured the leader of the ambushers and through interrogation they learned the man they had been sent to meet, notorious smuggler Skor Drell, had betrayed their vessel to the pirates as a favor. This caused much outrage in Usitvul, and his Master decided it best if he would remain on the ship for the remainder of the mission. But Usitvul disobeyed, following his master to the meeting location. Inside he witnessed his masters true colors for the first time, in a fit of rage, the master Jedi decapitated Skor in front of his Padawan, causing a skewed view of the Jedi's teachings.
Over the next few years Usitvul became one of the brightest young members of the Jedi Order, and it seemed there was a no ceiling for the young man. He had already become a great duelist, having mastered Shii-Cho, and becoming competent in Form IV Ataru, not to mention his natural affinity for using the force to allow himself to increase his physical abilities. Especially after years of his master training him heavily at increasing that skill. Before long he had become able to compare his agility with nearly any force user in the galaxy, making very able in lightsaber combat, despite being very average at other forms of force abilities. He had also taken on the unconventional style of Duel-wielding twin curved-hilt lightsabers, believing that the curved hilts gave him an advantage due to the unpredictability behind the design. By the age of 18 he considered himself the equal of his master in combat. Once again a victim of pride, Usitvul's actions on missions became decidedly reminiscent to those of his master.
Before long Usitvul would come to realize that his master had fallen wholly and truly to the dark side, and a test of wills was imminent. In his masters apartment on Coruscant the two finally ended up crossing blades, but Usitvul's ability to go beyond physical limits combined with usage of form IVs acrobatics he overcame his master, and brought him before the Jedi Council to face trial. But Usitvul's faith was shaken once again when his master was released into exile on Yavin IV, rather than having him be imprisoned as Usitvul had hoped.
Due to his service, the Council allowed Usitvul to take his Jedi trials, They allowed him to forgo the Trials of Skill, Courage and flesh, as he had faced down his dark master and won, but they still required he preform the Trial of Spirit, and the Trial of Insight.
For his trial of Spirit he entered deep meditation, searching deep within himself, and what he found was an entity, it was a hooded form similar to his former master, as he dueled this apparition, he was eventually defeated, and once defeated the enemy removed his hood, it was his masters build, with his masters purple ligtsaber, but it had his face. This sight haunted Usitvul... Did this mean his master had manipulated him? Attempted to turn into a twisted version of himself? Perhaps this was the Jedi's plan from the beginning? They had always been hypocritical with their code. He never spoke of what he saw in the mirror, and his Trial of the Spirit was considered passed.
Having passed his trials Usitvul had earned the title of Jedi Knight, although he felt he had not earned it.
Usitvul's first mission as a Jedi Knight was to secure an Alderaanian noble from an attack from a bounty hunter, but these orders were ignored. He felt he was needed more on Yavin IV, and due to his confusion and anger at the council sending his master into exile, combined with the series of events that occurred during his trials, Usitvul turned his back on his orders, leaving instead to search for his fallen master.
After hunting his master for months, he finally caught up with him in one of Yavin's many Temples. After a brief duel, Usitvul once again had emerged the victor, and to make sure this would be the last time, executed him.
Usitvul knew he could not return to the Jedi after what he had done, and in fact had no wish to return. His pride led him to believe that the Jedi Order was corrupt, and he was the only person that had seen things clearly. Thus, his journey to the dark side was complete. Viewing the Jedi Order as a stain upon the Galaxy, there was no doubt When the Sith recruiter found him meditating in the same temple in which he had killed his master that he would accept the call to the New Sith Order. His Pride and Vanity demanded it.
Lightsaber: Duel Wield Twin curved-hilt, duel-phase lightsabers.
Color: Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms:[/b]
Shii-Cho- 5
Makashi- N/A
Soresu- N/A
Ataru- 3
Shien / Djem So- N/A
>>Sub-form Backhanded- N/A
Niman- N/A
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield- 3
Juyo- N/A
Double Bladed Combat- N/A
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 3
Telepathic: 3
Body: 6
Sense: 4
Protection: 2
Healing: 1
Destruction: 3
Specialized Skills:
Force Valor
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 4
Speed: 7
Leadership: 3
Unarmed: 6
Melee Weapons: 3
Ranged Weapons: 1
Force Attunement:
-5
RP Sample:
Usitvul smiled as his former master ignited his purple lightsaber.
Finally. This ends now.
He stared into the eyes of his enemy, his teacher, his mentor, his "master". They were all the same to him, they all referenced one person, the man who had betrayed him. Usitvul's yellow eyes wordlessly mocked the tired shell of a man who stood in front of him. So weak. How could one so weak ever had taught him anything?! You taught me nothing but your code. A code even you have no respect for...
For some reason it struck him as funny, this ghost of a man had been a Jedi Master. A Master of what? Hypocrisy? Mediocrity? No. This man was master of nothing. He was master of a ruined temple in the middle of nowhere. Yet he didn't even deserve this much.
He doesn't deserve life.
And yet the Jedi had allowed him to live, to survive, to recuperate, and threaten them all. They were all fools. How could they not see? This man is a danger to all. A parasite. A weed.
This man must die.
As their blades began to dance Usitvul began to see clearly again. He was winning. This shell of his master had been forced onto the defensive. He could feel the fear, the anger, the hatred boiling over. There was no stopping him! The Jedi were fools! He had never felt such euphoria! Death was such a beautiful game...a game he would not lose.
As his former teacher sank to the ground, Usitvul couldn't help but smile.
There is no escape from me, master of nothing. Your only escape is death.
Race: Zabrak
Age: 22
Height: 6’0
Weight: 185 lbs
Appearance:
torwars.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/zabrak_by_crypticgrrl-398x500.jpg
Standing just over 6'0'' tall, and with a deceptive reach, Usitvul just has the look of a warrior. Defined but not built, he is built for speed, choosing to outclass his opponents rather than overpower them. His facial tattoos are a mark of his personality, given to him at the age of 4. They represent the ferocity that he showed in all aspects of his early life, especially due to his natural affinity for martial combat.
Usitvul's clothing also stands in stark contrast to his former jedi garb, preferring to wear long black robes, which he wears the hood up to hide his face, making the only definitive facial feature visible his natural yellow eyes.
Personality: Over-Confidant in his abilities, strives to be the best, and believes he is. And pride is a major source of his power, while also being one of his major weaknesses. Although overconfident he is reserved and quiet, preffering to speak more through actions then words. When he does speak he is sarcastic, looking to humiliate people he considers fools. Although he has fallen to the dark side he still maintains that he is doing the right thing. Looking out for the good of the galaxy, and doing it by any means necessary.
Birth place: Iridonia
Faction: Sith Order
Rank: Initiate
Previous Faction: Jedi
Previous Rank: Jedi Knight
Bio:
Born to a family of two proud Iridonian Mercenaries, Usitvul's conditioning in the martial arts began nearly the instant he could walk. Although all Zabrak youth on Iridonia were required to take part in combat training, Usitvul's training went above and beyond do to his parents violent professions. Unfortunately this also meant that they lived short lives, and by the time he was 6 Usitvul's parents had been killed. Usitvul responded to this tragedy by turning to the only thing he knew, training. Before long his reputation had grown as one of the best young martial artists on Iridonia. Due to his ability to surpass the physical bounds of a typical Zabrak, the Jedi recognized him as Force-Sensitive and agreed to take the orphan in.
During his early days at the Jedi Temple the boy showed much promise at learning the martial skills necessary for his training, as well as showing a natural ability for increasing his physical limits. Usitvul had a knack for using the force to enhance his phisical skills, whether it be running faster, or jumping higher, his agility was simply unmatched by any other youngling the temple had seen in years. However , his over-confidence and pride had become an issue, and many Jedi Masters passed him over as a potential Padawan due to conflict within him. This haunted the proud child and he grew increasingly more violent in his sparring sessions, to the point where he would attempt to embarrass his fellow initiates in combat in order to prove he was worthy of becoming a Padawan. Eventually, after being passed over by many, one Jedi took the 12 year old aboard as his Padawan, seeing much similarity between the fiery youngster and himself. At this time he constructed his first lightsaber, built with a standard hilt and a green crystal, and not long after he forged his second, its twin.
On Usitvul's first mission as a padawan he and his master were ambushed by a group of pirates while on a diplomatic mission to Nar Shadaa. After dispatching the pirates in brutal fashion the two Jedi captured the leader of the ambushers and through interrogation they learned the man they had been sent to meet, notorious smuggler Skor Drell, had betrayed their vessel to the pirates as a favor. This caused much outrage in Usitvul, and his Master decided it best if he would remain on the ship for the remainder of the mission. But Usitvul disobeyed, following his master to the meeting location. Inside he witnessed his masters true colors for the first time, in a fit of rage, the master Jedi decapitated Skor in front of his Padawan, causing a skewed view of the Jedi's teachings.
Over the next few years Usitvul became one of the brightest young members of the Jedi Order, and it seemed there was a no ceiling for the young man. He had already become a great duelist, having mastered Shii-Cho, and becoming competent in Form IV Ataru, not to mention his natural affinity for using the force to allow himself to increase his physical abilities. Especially after years of his master training him heavily at increasing that skill. Before long he had become able to compare his agility with nearly any force user in the galaxy, making very able in lightsaber combat, despite being very average at other forms of force abilities. He had also taken on the unconventional style of Duel-wielding twin curved-hilt lightsabers, believing that the curved hilts gave him an advantage due to the unpredictability behind the design. By the age of 18 he considered himself the equal of his master in combat. Once again a victim of pride, Usitvul's actions on missions became decidedly reminiscent to those of his master.
Before long Usitvul would come to realize that his master had fallen wholly and truly to the dark side, and a test of wills was imminent. In his masters apartment on Coruscant the two finally ended up crossing blades, but Usitvul's ability to go beyond physical limits combined with usage of form IVs acrobatics he overcame his master, and brought him before the Jedi Council to face trial. But Usitvul's faith was shaken once again when his master was released into exile on Yavin IV, rather than having him be imprisoned as Usitvul had hoped.
Due to his service, the Council allowed Usitvul to take his Jedi trials, They allowed him to forgo the Trials of Skill, Courage and flesh, as he had faced down his dark master and won, but they still required he preform the Trial of Spirit, and the Trial of Insight.
For his trial of Spirit he entered deep meditation, searching deep within himself, and what he found was an entity, it was a hooded form similar to his former master, as he dueled this apparition, he was eventually defeated, and once defeated the enemy removed his hood, it was his masters build, with his masters purple ligtsaber, but it had his face. This sight haunted Usitvul... Did this mean his master had manipulated him? Attempted to turn into a twisted version of himself? Perhaps this was the Jedi's plan from the beginning? They had always been hypocritical with their code. He never spoke of what he saw in the mirror, and his Trial of the Spirit was considered passed.
Having passed his trials Usitvul had earned the title of Jedi Knight, although he felt he had not earned it.
Usitvul's first mission as a Jedi Knight was to secure an Alderaanian noble from an attack from a bounty hunter, but these orders were ignored. He felt he was needed more on Yavin IV, and due to his confusion and anger at the council sending his master into exile, combined with the series of events that occurred during his trials, Usitvul turned his back on his orders, leaving instead to search for his fallen master.
After hunting his master for months, he finally caught up with him in one of Yavin's many Temples. After a brief duel, Usitvul once again had emerged the victor, and to make sure this would be the last time, executed him.
Usitvul knew he could not return to the Jedi after what he had done, and in fact had no wish to return. His pride led him to believe that the Jedi Order was corrupt, and he was the only person that had seen things clearly. Thus, his journey to the dark side was complete. Viewing the Jedi Order as a stain upon the Galaxy, there was no doubt When the Sith recruiter found him meditating in the same temple in which he had killed his master that he would accept the call to the New Sith Order. His Pride and Vanity demanded it.
Lightsaber: Duel Wield Twin curved-hilt, duel-phase lightsabers.
Color: Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms:[/b]
Shii-Cho- 5
Makashi- N/A
Soresu- N/A
Ataru- 3
Shien / Djem So- N/A
>>Sub-form Backhanded- N/A
Niman- N/A
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield- 3
Juyo- N/A
Double Bladed Combat- N/A
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 3
Telepathic: 3
Body: 6
Sense: 4
Protection: 2
Healing: 1
Destruction: 3
Specialized Skills:
Force Valor
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 4
Speed: 7
Leadership: 3
Unarmed: 6
Melee Weapons: 3
Ranged Weapons: 1
Force Attunement:
-5
RP Sample:
Usitvul smiled as his former master ignited his purple lightsaber.
Finally. This ends now.
He stared into the eyes of his enemy, his teacher, his mentor, his "master". They were all the same to him, they all referenced one person, the man who had betrayed him. Usitvul's yellow eyes wordlessly mocked the tired shell of a man who stood in front of him. So weak. How could one so weak ever had taught him anything?! You taught me nothing but your code. A code even you have no respect for...
For some reason it struck him as funny, this ghost of a man had been a Jedi Master. A Master of what? Hypocrisy? Mediocrity? No. This man was master of nothing. He was master of a ruined temple in the middle of nowhere. Yet he didn't even deserve this much.
He doesn't deserve life.
And yet the Jedi had allowed him to live, to survive, to recuperate, and threaten them all. They were all fools. How could they not see? This man is a danger to all. A parasite. A weed.
This man must die.
As their blades began to dance Usitvul began to see clearly again. He was winning. This shell of his master had been forced onto the defensive. He could feel the fear, the anger, the hatred boiling over. There was no stopping him! The Jedi were fools! He had never felt such euphoria! Death was such a beautiful game...a game he would not lose.
As his former teacher sank to the ground, Usitvul couldn't help but smile.
There is no escape from me, master of nothing. Your only escape is death.
