Post by Dire Wolf on Dec 29, 2012 2:24:20 GMT -5
Name: Strunkriivol Alahzid
Race: Golkiir (custom race, link)
Age: 32
Height: 6'10"
Weight: 280lbs
Appearance:
Strunkriivol Alahzid is a towering Golkiir with a menacing row of spikes that trail down his spine and along his tail. The spikes are the longest at his skull, and curve backwards. The longest his spikes get (at the base of his neck) are a foot, and the shortest (along his tail) are just under two inches. As the spikes reach the end of his tail another pair of rows line either flank, and are relatively small compared to his spinal spikes. Strun's tail is seven feet long. His scales once held a brilliant, fiery hue that made him look as if he were set alight as he moved, but now his scales are a pale and sickly shade of grey. There are a few patches of scales that shine with their previous beautiful, fiery sheen. They serve as a monument to the greatness of a Golkiir that has long been dead. They are a glimpse of the caliber of man that Strun used to be.
Strun's eyes used to hold the beautiful color of an icy glacier, but now they hold a sick yellow hue. These radical changes to his appearance are large in part due to his indulgence of hatred, fury, and the Dark Side that goes along with it. Scars from all manner of weapons dot and marr his sickly colored scales, but somehow these old wounds do little to hinder his strength or speed. Strun's breath smells of rotten meat due to pour dental hygiene, and his claws are largely untrimmed for added killing power.
His sense of fashion is perhaps his most notable feature. He doesn't wear clothes save for a simple ragged loin cloth. Strunkriimaar also wears armored gauntlets and grieves that he uses more for melee power than for protection. As a final article of clothing, the beast known as Strunkriimaar Alahzid wears a harness that he uses to bear his lightsabers. Each of their hilts are in the shape of a medieval sword hilt.
Personality:
Strunkriivol is a monument to just how deeply a good man can fall. In his youth he was an honest man who wished only to survive long enough to indulge in love, perhaps even carve out his own niche on Qeshegal for he and his descendants to live in peace and freedom. This impossible dream was violently ripped from him, and in the process any shred of decency and goodness within him.
Birth place: Aphithir
Faction: Sith Order
Rank: Initiate
Previous Faction: Dark Jedi
Previous Rank: Knight
Lightsaber: Dual Phase, x2
Color: Silver, Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-cho: 5
Shien: 2
Jar'kai: 2
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 6
Telepathic: 3
Body: 8
Sense: 7
Protection: 1
Healing: 1
Destruction: 5
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 8
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 7
Leadership: 3
Unarmed: 8
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 1
Bio:
1. Birth - 11
- Born in a metal mine.
- Found to be "Haavut Mahlein" (HM) by older HM
- Secretly trained in the ways of Zi (method of learning the Force) as well as ancient Golkiir martial arts along with Zhiaskyol, another HM. Forms Mahladrim (Force Bond).
- Grew strong during long days of mining for ore. Eventually "promoted" to a war factory worker for hard work @ 11. Adult now. Just as physical as mining. Still trained when he could. Made friends.
2. 11 - 13
- Worked and trained for a year. Got little sleep. Taught friends when had time. Positive outlook. Began plans to break free with her and group of 5. Grew quickly. Zhi "promoted" as well after 1 year to same factory. Joined little militant group.
- Fell for Zhi. Spar turns into bow chica bow wow. Plans nearly brought to fruition when discovered. Entire factory "cleansed." Aphithiri true born soldiers sent in with swords and guns to kill. Most Golkiir innocent. Small group fought back.
- Had been identified as ringleader. Captured. Watched Zhi fight her way towards him, and get cut down. Lost his shat. Broke binds, used Mahlein (the Force) to augment self. Killed ten men with "bare" hands before reaching dieing mate. Stunned and dragged away mere inches from touching hand. Watched (and felt) her pass.
3. 14
- Broken. Wants to die. Beaten, tortured, put in stocks in mine. No resistance. Left for four days. During time in stocks, saw how his own people mistreated. Taken away for nothing. Killed for nothing. Bided time. Fifth day offered no resistance as they drug him to gallows.
- Killed both guards, took both swords. Raced through camp, slaying Aphithiri with sword, claw, talon, and teeth. Managed to slip into a cargo ship and hide in crawlspace below generator as it took off. Woke up later, crawled out into cargo area.
- Supposed to save people. Avenge Zhi, Fei, Tar, Maar, and others. Not run. Rage built. Slew all aboard when discovered. Ship bound to Ruusan, crashed for lack of pilot.
4. 15 - 28
- Crawled out of wreckage beaten, battered, bloody. Hunted Ruusan animals, practiced Zi for three months. Found Human Dark Jedi (Cijor Iziollo). Fight ensued. Nearly kill each other multiple times. Dark Jedi attempts offer of tutelage, Strun doesn't speak basic. Force Lightning used until unconscious. DJ communicates telepathically. Strun accepts.
- Taught lightsaber, Shien, jar'kai. Prefers bare hands, claws, talons, teeth. Fights w/ brute force & ferocity. Zero strategic thought. Also taught Destructive aspects. Loves them. Choke & crush especially. Manipulated into pet.
- 25 when brought out to the galaxy at large. Used by Cijor as attack dog. Killed first jedi, young knight, at age 26. Cut off hands, ate alive.
- 28 attacked master first time. Smacked down hard. Treated even worse. Continued to train. Meant to kill master. Then get even stronger. Then free people.
5. 28 - present.
- Cijor rising leader in drug and slave trade. Strun given collar and other name "Hecktor." Embarrassing. Training tapered off to a stand still by 30th birthday. Two years pass before Cijor travels off to join the Sith...
RP Sample:
Race: Golkiir (custom race, link)
Age: 32
Height: 6'10"
Weight: 280lbs
Appearance:
Strunkriivol Alahzid is a towering Golkiir with a menacing row of spikes that trail down his spine and along his tail. The spikes are the longest at his skull, and curve backwards. The longest his spikes get (at the base of his neck) are a foot, and the shortest (along his tail) are just under two inches. As the spikes reach the end of his tail another pair of rows line either flank, and are relatively small compared to his spinal spikes. Strun's tail is seven feet long. His scales once held a brilliant, fiery hue that made him look as if he were set alight as he moved, but now his scales are a pale and sickly shade of grey. There are a few patches of scales that shine with their previous beautiful, fiery sheen. They serve as a monument to the greatness of a Golkiir that has long been dead. They are a glimpse of the caliber of man that Strun used to be.
Strun's eyes used to hold the beautiful color of an icy glacier, but now they hold a sick yellow hue. These radical changes to his appearance are large in part due to his indulgence of hatred, fury, and the Dark Side that goes along with it. Scars from all manner of weapons dot and marr his sickly colored scales, but somehow these old wounds do little to hinder his strength or speed. Strun's breath smells of rotten meat due to pour dental hygiene, and his claws are largely untrimmed for added killing power.
His sense of fashion is perhaps his most notable feature. He doesn't wear clothes save for a simple ragged loin cloth. Strunkriimaar also wears armored gauntlets and grieves that he uses more for melee power than for protection. As a final article of clothing, the beast known as Strunkriimaar Alahzid wears a harness that he uses to bear his lightsabers. Each of their hilts are in the shape of a medieval sword hilt.
Personality:
Strunkriivol is a monument to just how deeply a good man can fall. In his youth he was an honest man who wished only to survive long enough to indulge in love, perhaps even carve out his own niche on Qeshegal for he and his descendants to live in peace and freedom. This impossible dream was violently ripped from him, and in the process any shred of decency and goodness within him.
Birth place: Aphithir
Faction: Sith Order
Rank: Initiate
Previous Faction: Dark Jedi
Previous Rank: Knight
Lightsaber: Dual Phase, x2
Color: Silver, Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-cho: 5
Shien: 2
Jar'kai: 2
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 6
Telepathic: 3
Body: 8
Sense: 7
Protection: 1
Healing: 1
Destruction: 5
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 8
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 7
Leadership: 3
Unarmed: 8
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 1
Bio:
1. Birth - 11
- Born in a metal mine.
- Found to be "Haavut Mahlein" (HM) by older HM
- Secretly trained in the ways of Zi (method of learning the Force) as well as ancient Golkiir martial arts along with Zhiaskyol, another HM. Forms Mahladrim (Force Bond).
- Grew strong during long days of mining for ore. Eventually "promoted" to a war factory worker for hard work @ 11. Adult now. Just as physical as mining. Still trained when he could. Made friends.
2. 11 - 13
- Worked and trained for a year. Got little sleep. Taught friends when had time. Positive outlook. Began plans to break free with her and group of 5. Grew quickly. Zhi "promoted" as well after 1 year to same factory. Joined little militant group.
- Fell for Zhi. Spar turns into bow chica bow wow. Plans nearly brought to fruition when discovered. Entire factory "cleansed." Aphithiri true born soldiers sent in with swords and guns to kill. Most Golkiir innocent. Small group fought back.
- Had been identified as ringleader. Captured. Watched Zhi fight her way towards him, and get cut down. Lost his shat. Broke binds, used Mahlein (the Force) to augment self. Killed ten men with "bare" hands before reaching dieing mate. Stunned and dragged away mere inches from touching hand. Watched (and felt) her pass.
3. 14
- Broken. Wants to die. Beaten, tortured, put in stocks in mine. No resistance. Left for four days. During time in stocks, saw how his own people mistreated. Taken away for nothing. Killed for nothing. Bided time. Fifth day offered no resistance as they drug him to gallows.
- Killed both guards, took both swords. Raced through camp, slaying Aphithiri with sword, claw, talon, and teeth. Managed to slip into a cargo ship and hide in crawlspace below generator as it took off. Woke up later, crawled out into cargo area.
- Supposed to save people. Avenge Zhi, Fei, Tar, Maar, and others. Not run. Rage built. Slew all aboard when discovered. Ship bound to Ruusan, crashed for lack of pilot.
4. 15 - 28
- Crawled out of wreckage beaten, battered, bloody. Hunted Ruusan animals, practiced Zi for three months. Found Human Dark Jedi (Cijor Iziollo). Fight ensued. Nearly kill each other multiple times. Dark Jedi attempts offer of tutelage, Strun doesn't speak basic. Force Lightning used until unconscious. DJ communicates telepathically. Strun accepts.
- Taught lightsaber, Shien, jar'kai. Prefers bare hands, claws, talons, teeth. Fights w/ brute force & ferocity. Zero strategic thought. Also taught Destructive aspects. Loves them. Choke & crush especially. Manipulated into pet.
- 25 when brought out to the galaxy at large. Used by Cijor as attack dog. Killed first jedi, young knight, at age 26. Cut off hands, ate alive.
- 28 attacked master first time. Smacked down hard. Treated even worse. Continued to train. Meant to kill master. Then get even stronger. Then free people.
5. 28 - present.
- Cijor rising leader in drug and slave trade. Strun given collar and other name "Hecktor." Embarrassing. Training tapered off to a stand still by 30th birthday. Two years pass before Cijor travels off to join the Sith...
RP Sample: