Post by amethystgod on Feb 7, 2012 5:49:23 GMT -5
Name: Cyliss Xander
Race: Human
Age: 19
Height: 5'9
Weight: 150
Appearance:Cyliss has a lean medium built body he consistently keeps in shape. His hair, a straight smooth dark auburn reaches down just passed his eyes. His usual attire consist of a dark travel robe with the hood extended up to cover most of his identity. The two most noticeable aspects of Cyliss would be his wicked green eyes and the small tattoo placed in the middle of his brow that resembles a Triton.
Personality: Cyliss is an ill-mannered individual. He has a complete lack of caring for anyone but himself and those who he needs in order to gain something from. There are few he Respects but even then his respect goes only so far. Cyliss usually gains his favor in any situation by Either using his highly resourceful silver tongue, or by just killing those who show any opposition.
Birth place: Apatros, Apatros
Faction: None
Rank: Force sensitive
Previous Faction: None
Previous Rank: None
Bio:From birth Cyliss was an ill tempered monster, his attitude would vary by the hour and as he grew would only worsen. In his early adolescence he started to show signs of being force sensitive though only in minute portions. Far and in between Cyliss threw fits of strong emotion, usually tied to anger or hate, as his rage grew he noticed those around him looked faint and weary, he soon fit the pieces of the puzzle together and realized it was he that caused this reaction, as if he was draining the life from those who witnessed his outbursts.
His sensitivity to the force gave him the capability to twist and manipulate his words in his favor. He could easily talk his way from any situation, or even instigate other sorts of situations. From time to time Cyliss would entertain himself by causing certain events to take place, whether it was simply convincing a a few children to cause some chaos in the market, or persuade a shop owner to hand over valuables and not remember why he did it. At the age of 17 Cyliss formed a small band of other teens and led them into mischief, his goals were no more than raiding small shops and a few muggings but none the less his followers stayed loyal. For a year Cyliss led these outcasts and in doing so gained knowledge of teamwork and communication. His thoughts were never of the safety of others, but more so he needed them to survive for his own personal gain.
After Cyliss hit 19 he stowed away on an outgoing ship only to find himself close to the thought to be extinct Sith Order....And this is where his story begins...lets make it epic!
Lightsaber: N/A
Color: N/A
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho 1
Makashi n/a
Soresu n/a
Ataru n/a
Shien / Djem So n/a
>>Sub-form Backhanded 1
Niman n/a
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield n/a
Juyo n/a
Double Bladed Combat n/a
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic:2 1 - 10
Telepathic:4 1 - 10
Body:1 1 - 10
Sense:3 1 – 10
Protection:2 1 - 10
Healing:1 1 – 10
Destruction:5 1 – 10
Specialized Skills: At a young age Cyliss started showing signs of being sensitive to the force, although these signs were of the dark side. Rarely these tiny signs would show, they were far and in between but unmistakable nonetheless. Cyliss' parents noticed that with strong fits of emotion, commonly anger, it felt as if the life force were being drained from their very soul.. (force drain)
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6
Intelligence: 8
Speed: 7
Leadership: 9
Unarmed: 4
Melee Weapons: 6
Ranged Weapons:1
Force Attunement: -8
RP Sample:Cyliss stepped from the ship he had stowed away on while covering his face from the dust. Letting his eyes adjust to the environment around him he studied his surroundings. The pilot of the ship approached him in a rather obtrusive manner. Cyliss looked toward him and spoke, his voice a harsh chill " stay where you are fool, take your wears and forget you ever seen me." stopping in his tracks the pilot thought better of it, considering where they were and took the young boys advice.
Race: Human
Age: 19
Height: 5'9
Weight: 150
Appearance:Cyliss has a lean medium built body he consistently keeps in shape. His hair, a straight smooth dark auburn reaches down just passed his eyes. His usual attire consist of a dark travel robe with the hood extended up to cover most of his identity. The two most noticeable aspects of Cyliss would be his wicked green eyes and the small tattoo placed in the middle of his brow that resembles a Triton.
Personality: Cyliss is an ill-mannered individual. He has a complete lack of caring for anyone but himself and those who he needs in order to gain something from. There are few he Respects but even then his respect goes only so far. Cyliss usually gains his favor in any situation by Either using his highly resourceful silver tongue, or by just killing those who show any opposition.
Birth place: Apatros, Apatros
Faction: None
Rank: Force sensitive
Previous Faction: None
Previous Rank: None
Bio:From birth Cyliss was an ill tempered monster, his attitude would vary by the hour and as he grew would only worsen. In his early adolescence he started to show signs of being force sensitive though only in minute portions. Far and in between Cyliss threw fits of strong emotion, usually tied to anger or hate, as his rage grew he noticed those around him looked faint and weary, he soon fit the pieces of the puzzle together and realized it was he that caused this reaction, as if he was draining the life from those who witnessed his outbursts.
His sensitivity to the force gave him the capability to twist and manipulate his words in his favor. He could easily talk his way from any situation, or even instigate other sorts of situations. From time to time Cyliss would entertain himself by causing certain events to take place, whether it was simply convincing a a few children to cause some chaos in the market, or persuade a shop owner to hand over valuables and not remember why he did it. At the age of 17 Cyliss formed a small band of other teens and led them into mischief, his goals were no more than raiding small shops and a few muggings but none the less his followers stayed loyal. For a year Cyliss led these outcasts and in doing so gained knowledge of teamwork and communication. His thoughts were never of the safety of others, but more so he needed them to survive for his own personal gain.
After Cyliss hit 19 he stowed away on an outgoing ship only to find himself close to the thought to be extinct Sith Order....And this is where his story begins...lets make it epic!
Lightsaber: N/A
Color: N/A
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho 1
Makashi n/a
Soresu n/a
Ataru n/a
Shien / Djem So n/a
>>Sub-form Backhanded 1
Niman n/a
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield n/a
Juyo n/a
Double Bladed Combat n/a
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic:2 1 - 10
Telepathic:4 1 - 10
Body:1 1 - 10
Sense:3 1 – 10
Protection:2 1 - 10
Healing:1 1 – 10
Destruction:5 1 – 10
Specialized Skills: At a young age Cyliss started showing signs of being sensitive to the force, although these signs were of the dark side. Rarely these tiny signs would show, they were far and in between but unmistakable nonetheless. Cyliss' parents noticed that with strong fits of emotion, commonly anger, it felt as if the life force were being drained from their very soul.. (force drain)
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6
Intelligence: 8
Speed: 7
Leadership: 9
Unarmed: 4
Melee Weapons: 6
Ranged Weapons:1
Force Attunement: -8
RP Sample:Cyliss stepped from the ship he had stowed away on while covering his face from the dust. Letting his eyes adjust to the environment around him he studied his surroundings. The pilot of the ship approached him in a rather obtrusive manner. Cyliss looked toward him and spoke, his voice a harsh chill " stay where you are fool, take your wears and forget you ever seen me." stopping in his tracks the pilot thought better of it, considering where they were and took the young boys advice.
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