Post by darasumorata on Jan 21, 2013 19:34:27 GMT -5
Name: Darasu Morata
Race: Human
Age: 17
Height: 5'9
Weight: 165 lbs
Appearance: At the green age of seventeen, Darasu is a strong bodied teenager at the height of the average male. He has a champagne colored hair that falls just before his brow, and eyes that have an equal hue to that of an emerald. With strong cheek bones and a fine jawline, he is what is considered handsome by the average onlooker. But what would be a flawless appearance, was tattered and beaten by the rough childhood he endured.
His chest bears a large scar across his left pectoral from an initiation challenge for a mandalorian youth, who never did more damage than the slash.
On his lower right abdomen, his bears a horizontal slash from an attempted escape, which nearly got him executed as a ransom.
Darasu's back has two large scorches from a blaster bolt that would have been nearly fatal, had he not been such a prized possession and immediately healed by mandalorian medics.
His figure however is very well defined, due to the act of surviving alongside the horrid culture of the brutes who act as a clan. He is no fool to the act of cruelty, which caused him to walk with a powerful stature.
Personality: As a youth, Darasu was kind and fair hearted. This was mainly because of is well mannered upraising and bureaucratic family. It was during these younger years that he learned the arts of culture and aristocracy.
However, once he was kidnapped for ransom by the small mandalorian clan he learned the art of survival. This twisted his heart a bit, and taught him that the world did not hand everyone life on a silver platter, and that he had been spoiled from the lifestyle that made people able to survive on their own.
His final turning point in state of mind, was when his parents refused his price, and left him to die. This completely churned his heart to know that nobody had his back besides himself, and eventually learned to accept the minor acts of cruelty that the mandalorians forced upon him.
The combination of these events have led him to be extremely calculating, due to the concept of he had to survive of deception and adaptation of another peoples culture. Although he has the cold hearted perception on life that his family handed to him, he never lost his gentlemen mannerism.
Birth place: Coruscant
Faction: Sith
Rank: Initiate
Previous Faction:
Previous Rank:
Lightsaber: Double Bladed
Color: Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho 5
Soresu 3
Double Bladed Combat 3
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 3
Telepathic: 6
Body: 4
Sense: 3
Protection: 3
Healing: 3
Destruction: 5
Specialized Skills: Undiscovered
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 5
Leadership: 3
Unarmed: 4
Melee Weapons: 5
Ranged Weapons: 2
Bio: Born on the cosmopolitan heart of the galaxy into a well made family, Darasu had high expectations made of him right away.
His mother known as Kin being a Cantina owner, she ran one of the nicest diners on the northern end of the large city planet. She started from the common background of human families. But when she made it out on her own to be a Cantina dancer, she soon learned that a life of independence was no easy feat. She worked first as a dancer for the Cantina's lounge area, being on the lowest rung of the employment ladder.
After a few months, she was spotted by the right hand servant of the Cantina's owner, an elder hutt named Xarvis. The hutt then made an offer for the dancer to be one of his personals. She accepted, and over the course of a year she became the hutts most honored prize, and she was given a large role in running the hutts small empire. Now as a business lady instead of a dancer, she made enough money to earn a comfortable life. But it wasn't enough..
It was this that lead to the hutts death by the hand of her future husband. After the Xarvis' death, she took control of the Cantina and ran it personally for years.
His father was a smuggler, and a successful one at that. After his first twenty years on Nar Shaada he had learned enough about the criminal life to have a crew
He created his own spices, and eventually created his own small ring of crime. Over due time, he met and fell in love with the owner of his favorite diner.
The two took the bulk of their earnings and bought an estate on Dantooine to raise their future family on. The couple bore two songs, and then began teaching the boys a lifestyle based around the idea that they would be diplomats, or influential people within the world. It was the idea of giving their children the lives that they had always dreamed of, and everything went smoothly for the first twelve years.
One day, Darasu and his elder brother Tyrius were roaming the plains of Dantooine hunting Kath hounds, which their family considered good blaster training for their future. The day had little score, so Tyrius returned to their home while the twelve year old younger brother remained behind, determined to get a good hunt.
As he searched for a suitable hunting ground, a group of speeders began to draw in from the distance. Most people that he had met on this planet were friendly, so there was no alarm. And then he realized that the speeders were headed for him.
It didn't take long, but the six mercenary clan warriors known as Mandalorians, swept him up and took him prisoner. It turned out that once every several months they did this, and children were prized possessions as ransom or slaves. The leader of this clans sect contacted the parents of Darasu, and asked for a large sum of credits. And although his parents loved him dearly, they were unable to pay the fee.
Darasu was forced into slavery of a sort. The clan originally was going to use him for labor, until they saw his undying will and impressive physical strength for being so young.
After a year of manual labor that acted as conditioning,he was thrown into combat. He was supposed to be fodder for a young mandalorian to kill in practice training, but instead ending up defeated his very opponent in a submission, after disarming him. The impressive feat of his combat tactics aroused the mandalorians, thus making him a daily combatant.
Five years later, Darasu was caught into battle with a handful of Dark Jedi. After slaying the weakest initiates, he was subdued by a Dark Jedi Knight who saw his inner Darkness. There was an offer, and an acceptance. Now he awaits further instruction on the planet of Korriban.
RP Sample:
Race: Human
Age: 17
Height: 5'9
Weight: 165 lbs
Appearance: At the green age of seventeen, Darasu is a strong bodied teenager at the height of the average male. He has a champagne colored hair that falls just before his brow, and eyes that have an equal hue to that of an emerald. With strong cheek bones and a fine jawline, he is what is considered handsome by the average onlooker. But what would be a flawless appearance, was tattered and beaten by the rough childhood he endured.
His chest bears a large scar across his left pectoral from an initiation challenge for a mandalorian youth, who never did more damage than the slash.
On his lower right abdomen, his bears a horizontal slash from an attempted escape, which nearly got him executed as a ransom.
Darasu's back has two large scorches from a blaster bolt that would have been nearly fatal, had he not been such a prized possession and immediately healed by mandalorian medics.
His figure however is very well defined, due to the act of surviving alongside the horrid culture of the brutes who act as a clan. He is no fool to the act of cruelty, which caused him to walk with a powerful stature.
Personality: As a youth, Darasu was kind and fair hearted. This was mainly because of is well mannered upraising and bureaucratic family. It was during these younger years that he learned the arts of culture and aristocracy.
However, once he was kidnapped for ransom by the small mandalorian clan he learned the art of survival. This twisted his heart a bit, and taught him that the world did not hand everyone life on a silver platter, and that he had been spoiled from the lifestyle that made people able to survive on their own.
His final turning point in state of mind, was when his parents refused his price, and left him to die. This completely churned his heart to know that nobody had his back besides himself, and eventually learned to accept the minor acts of cruelty that the mandalorians forced upon him.
The combination of these events have led him to be extremely calculating, due to the concept of he had to survive of deception and adaptation of another peoples culture. Although he has the cold hearted perception on life that his family handed to him, he never lost his gentlemen mannerism.
Birth place: Coruscant
Faction: Sith
Rank: Initiate
Previous Faction:
Previous Rank:
Lightsaber: Double Bladed
Color: Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho 5
Soresu 3
Double Bladed Combat 3
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 3
Telepathic: 6
Body: 4
Sense: 3
Protection: 3
Healing: 3
Destruction: 5
Specialized Skills: Undiscovered
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 5
Leadership: 3
Unarmed: 4
Melee Weapons: 5
Ranged Weapons: 2
Bio: Born on the cosmopolitan heart of the galaxy into a well made family, Darasu had high expectations made of him right away.
His mother known as Kin being a Cantina owner, she ran one of the nicest diners on the northern end of the large city planet. She started from the common background of human families. But when she made it out on her own to be a Cantina dancer, she soon learned that a life of independence was no easy feat. She worked first as a dancer for the Cantina's lounge area, being on the lowest rung of the employment ladder.
After a few months, she was spotted by the right hand servant of the Cantina's owner, an elder hutt named Xarvis. The hutt then made an offer for the dancer to be one of his personals. She accepted, and over the course of a year she became the hutts most honored prize, and she was given a large role in running the hutts small empire. Now as a business lady instead of a dancer, she made enough money to earn a comfortable life. But it wasn't enough..
It was this that lead to the hutts death by the hand of her future husband. After the Xarvis' death, she took control of the Cantina and ran it personally for years.
His father was a smuggler, and a successful one at that. After his first twenty years on Nar Shaada he had learned enough about the criminal life to have a crew
He created his own spices, and eventually created his own small ring of crime. Over due time, he met and fell in love with the owner of his favorite diner.
The two took the bulk of their earnings and bought an estate on Dantooine to raise their future family on. The couple bore two songs, and then began teaching the boys a lifestyle based around the idea that they would be diplomats, or influential people within the world. It was the idea of giving their children the lives that they had always dreamed of, and everything went smoothly for the first twelve years.
One day, Darasu and his elder brother Tyrius were roaming the plains of Dantooine hunting Kath hounds, which their family considered good blaster training for their future. The day had little score, so Tyrius returned to their home while the twelve year old younger brother remained behind, determined to get a good hunt.
As he searched for a suitable hunting ground, a group of speeders began to draw in from the distance. Most people that he had met on this planet were friendly, so there was no alarm. And then he realized that the speeders were headed for him.
It didn't take long, but the six mercenary clan warriors known as Mandalorians, swept him up and took him prisoner. It turned out that once every several months they did this, and children were prized possessions as ransom or slaves. The leader of this clans sect contacted the parents of Darasu, and asked for a large sum of credits. And although his parents loved him dearly, they were unable to pay the fee.
Darasu was forced into slavery of a sort. The clan originally was going to use him for labor, until they saw his undying will and impressive physical strength for being so young.
After a year of manual labor that acted as conditioning,he was thrown into combat. He was supposed to be fodder for a young mandalorian to kill in practice training, but instead ending up defeated his very opponent in a submission, after disarming him. The impressive feat of his combat tactics aroused the mandalorians, thus making him a daily combatant.
Five years later, Darasu was caught into battle with a handful of Dark Jedi. After slaying the weakest initiates, he was subdued by a Dark Jedi Knight who saw his inner Darkness. There was an offer, and an acceptance. Now he awaits further instruction on the planet of Korriban.
RP Sample:
