Post by Reece Thompson on Jan 26, 2011 15:38:53 GMT -5
Name: Alkeran Methredal
Race: Human
Age: 27
Height: 5’9
Weight: 7 Stone/ 98 Pounds
Appearance: Long-ish dark hair, tied back into a pony tail. Piercing green eyes. Wears a long dark robe and cloak. Due to his height and weight… he is very skinny and looks gaunt and ill. This deceives many people and also helps in trickery. Doesn't have powerful muscles, but he never really needed them.
Robes:
Personality: Usually calm. Has a good sense of humour. Despite having a good sense of humour, Alkeran tends to take things seriously.
He spends his free time practicing with his lightsaber or meditating.
Birth place: Coruscant
Faction: Sith
Rank: Warrior
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Bio:
Alkeran was born into a wealthy family on Coruscant. He was unaware of his force powers for a long period of his life.
When he was a child, his parents shunned force users. Claiming them to be witches and tricksters. His father took great pains to keep Alkeran away from any mention of Jedi or Sith. In his eyes, all Force Users were impure. He began his education at age 4, being home tutored. He became fairly intelligent for his age.
However, when Alkeran was 5, his force powers were revealed to himself and others. He was alone with his father when he had a vision. The vision was of his mother being killed by gangs on the lower sections of Coruscant. Hours later, Alkerans father received a data transmission stating that his wife had been killed on the lower levels by gangs. Alkeran and his family grieved for months and Alkeran and his father had many arguments. His father accused him of being a force user and disowned him. Alkeran was thrown out onto the streets aged 5. Due to his upbringing in a wealthy family, Alkeran was mature. His found a length of pipe whilst on the streets and taught himself to use it for self-defence.
As he spent many months on the streets, he became an impressive thief. He could easily steal and sneak around. However, a few months after being thrown out, he saw a robed figure walked around the streets. He caught a glimpse of silver from under the robe and followed the target. He almost stole the silver object with a simple collision-pickpocketing. As he walked away however, the robed figure grabbed his arm, and asked for the object back.
After handing it back, the robed figure asked Alkeran if he would like to accompany him somewhere interesting. Alkeran followed the robed figure and was taken to the Jedi Temple. Alkeran stood amongst numerous robed figures as they spoke of him. Apparently, he had a ‘strong connection’ to the force. They invited him to join the order aged 6 and he became a youngling. During his lessons as a youngling, he favoured the lightsaber lessons.
Eventually he became the apprentice of the man he had attempted to pick-pocket, Jedi Master Melthos. He taught him how to use the force more effectively and trained him more in the use of a lightsaber.
The Jedi was surprised at how quickly the young boy picked up the use of a lightsaber. He was very surprised when the boy asked for training for double bladed lightsabers, but gladly taught him. It became apparent that the young boy was more comfortable with the double bladed saber, than he was the single blade.
During his padawan years, Alkeran longed for an assignment. All he ever did was train. Whether it was his lightsaber skills, his force powers, or just his agility. During his training sessions with other padawans, Alkeran continuously showed that he was a superior swordsman. However when it came to lessons or force abilities… Alkeran was slightly rusty. Even when he wasn’t in session, Alkeran spent his free time bouncing around rooms, or practising force powers that enhanced his combat technique.
Alkeran often accompanied Melthos on his assignments, and longed for one of his own. Alkeran performed well during the times he was asked to do something, desperate to prove himself.
Melthos could sense the eagerness in his apprentice. He kept a close eye on him.
At age eighteen, Alkeran was allowed to create his own lightsaber. He was taken to the crystal caves of Ilum, and allowed to explore. He had created the hilt of a double bladed lightsaber, which his master was not at all surprised at. He chose a blue crystal. However, during his free time when he wasn't meditating or practising... he created his own red crystal, and kept it on his body at all times. This was achieved by gathering the required materials. Once he had them gathered, he occasionally left the temple and searched around the galaxy for someone with a geological compressor. He found one on a planet close to where his master was on an assignment. He followed his master to the planet, then snuck away, stowing on board another ship. He bribed the pilot to take a small detour. He spent a week on the 'next door' planet creating his crystal. Once it was finished he went to leave the planet. The owner of the machine asked for payment, however, Alkeran 'persuaded' him to drop payment. He then found another transport back to his master. When questioned where he had been for a few days, Alkeran merely stated that he had wondered off for peaceful meditation.
Whether his master bought it or not was never determined, but he let it drop.
He was given his first assignment at age 19. Nothing too fancy, just a peace-keeping mission. Two households at each other’s throats, and Alkeran was sent to negotiate a truce. He did so easily and returned to the council to report his success. Alkeran continued to complete assignments with impressive speed.
He was finally given the title of Knight at age 25. Alkeran however, was not pleased. He thought he had deserved it earlier. He felt like the council was limiting his movements and actions. When he wasn’t on assignment, he was either meditating or training. The other Jedi were slightly concerned about him. Despite the fact he was so calm, he enjoyed a good fight. Went looking for them.
Alkeran had been caught numerous times, wandering the dark streets of lower Coruscant, almost looking for a fight. Nobody had doubts, Alkeran was a brilliant fighter. Skilled with melee weapons and fairly dangerous with his fists. This was mainly due to his speed and agility though. Being able to dart around opponents, and leap behind with ease provided significant bonuses.
He wasn’t the strongest person ever, didn’t have much muscle, but being able to constantly smack them eventually wore them down and collapsed (“Death by a thousand cuts”).
Alkerans mastery of the force when it came to his own body was impressive by most peoples standards. He could jump higher than most. Move faster than most. He was impressive. But Alkeran felt like he could do more.
As the years went on, the Jedi grew more and more cautious of Alkeran. He continually asked about the dark side of the force. Asked what powers it gave, and why the Jedi didn’t use them. He was given warning after warning and his performance in assignments began to drop.
Eventually he left the order. Without warning. His final assignment. Sent to escort an important delegate. As he expected, the delegate was attacked, by were defeated easily by the combined efforts of Alkeran and the delegates bodyguard. Once he had defended the delegate he asked for payment. He was ashamed at his Jedi Protector for asking for money. Alkeran threatened the delegate but was attacked by the other bodyguards. He defeated the clumsy guards and threatened the figure once again. Eventually, he was paid and Alkeran left him alone.
He sent a message to the council, telling them that the delegate got to his destination safely, but that he would not be returning the council. He provided no explanation, just that he didn’t not want to return, and that he was heading off to find his own destiny.
With the money gained from the delegate, he travelled around to other planets. On other planets, he found ways to gain money and travelled around the galaxy. Whenever he ran into trouble, he used his skill as a Jedi and diffused most situations…. Otherwise, he just killed the trouble makers.
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Lightsaber: Double- Bladed (Single-Phase)
Color: Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho- 5
Double Bladed Combat-4
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 6
Telepathic: 4
Body: 6
Sense: 5
Protection: 1
Healing: 3
Destruction: 1
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 7
Leadership: 3
Unarmed: 4
Melee Weapons: 5
Ranged Weapons: 1
Force Attunement: -3
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RP Sample:
Alkeran slowly walked the streets of the small town. There had been reports of gangs and murderers around, but he didn’t worry too much. He continued to walk, heading towards the large city in the distance, and the space port to get away from this rock.
He sensed a group of people before he heard them following. He stopped in the middle of the road and allowed the group to get closer. They quickly stopped and gathered around, as if they were merely chatting to each other.
“Is there any reason why you are following me?” Alkeran sound loudly.
The group of thugs gave up their act and moved towards him, surrounding him.
“We heard of a Jedi in town. We know that you’ll fetch a nice price on the market.” The speaker was Human. He appeared the most armed and armoured. Clearly the leader of this group.
“There are two mistakes in that plan. I’m not a Jedi, and I’m not going to let you capture me.”
“You haven’t got a choice. We’ve already got you” Another of the thugs said. A Rodian.
“Very well then.” Alkeran said pulling his saber from his belt. “Try and capture me”
As their weapons rose, Alkeran activated his saber and leaped, landing behind the Rodian. He spun around and severed the thug at the waist before leaping away again. He landed between two thugs and rolled towards one, expertly placing his saber, so to severe the thugs feet, before standing up and decapitating the man before he fell. He reflected two laser blasts back at another of the thugs, both of which collided, killing the firer. He jumped over to the last thug, the only one who didn’t fire a weapon, and levelled his saber at the mans neck.
“Think about your next move carefully lad.”
The thug took a few steps back before dropping his gun and running off.
Alkeran deactivated his saber and placed it back on his belt. He continued his slow walk towards the space port, stepping over the body of the dead Rodian.
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Owner of
Unholy Refuge
Tetra
Race: Human
Age: 27
Height: 5’9
Weight: 7 Stone/ 98 Pounds
Appearance: Long-ish dark hair, tied back into a pony tail. Piercing green eyes. Wears a long dark robe and cloak. Due to his height and weight… he is very skinny and looks gaunt and ill. This deceives many people and also helps in trickery. Doesn't have powerful muscles, but he never really needed them.
Robes:
Personality: Usually calm. Has a good sense of humour. Despite having a good sense of humour, Alkeran tends to take things seriously.
He spends his free time practicing with his lightsaber or meditating.
Birth place: Coruscant
Faction: Sith
Rank: Warrior
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Bio:
Alkeran was born into a wealthy family on Coruscant. He was unaware of his force powers for a long period of his life.
When he was a child, his parents shunned force users. Claiming them to be witches and tricksters. His father took great pains to keep Alkeran away from any mention of Jedi or Sith. In his eyes, all Force Users were impure. He began his education at age 4, being home tutored. He became fairly intelligent for his age.
However, when Alkeran was 5, his force powers were revealed to himself and others. He was alone with his father when he had a vision. The vision was of his mother being killed by gangs on the lower sections of Coruscant. Hours later, Alkerans father received a data transmission stating that his wife had been killed on the lower levels by gangs. Alkeran and his family grieved for months and Alkeran and his father had many arguments. His father accused him of being a force user and disowned him. Alkeran was thrown out onto the streets aged 5. Due to his upbringing in a wealthy family, Alkeran was mature. His found a length of pipe whilst on the streets and taught himself to use it for self-defence.
As he spent many months on the streets, he became an impressive thief. He could easily steal and sneak around. However, a few months after being thrown out, he saw a robed figure walked around the streets. He caught a glimpse of silver from under the robe and followed the target. He almost stole the silver object with a simple collision-pickpocketing. As he walked away however, the robed figure grabbed his arm, and asked for the object back.
After handing it back, the robed figure asked Alkeran if he would like to accompany him somewhere interesting. Alkeran followed the robed figure and was taken to the Jedi Temple. Alkeran stood amongst numerous robed figures as they spoke of him. Apparently, he had a ‘strong connection’ to the force. They invited him to join the order aged 6 and he became a youngling. During his lessons as a youngling, he favoured the lightsaber lessons.
Eventually he became the apprentice of the man he had attempted to pick-pocket, Jedi Master Melthos. He taught him how to use the force more effectively and trained him more in the use of a lightsaber.
The Jedi was surprised at how quickly the young boy picked up the use of a lightsaber. He was very surprised when the boy asked for training for double bladed lightsabers, but gladly taught him. It became apparent that the young boy was more comfortable with the double bladed saber, than he was the single blade.
During his padawan years, Alkeran longed for an assignment. All he ever did was train. Whether it was his lightsaber skills, his force powers, or just his agility. During his training sessions with other padawans, Alkeran continuously showed that he was a superior swordsman. However when it came to lessons or force abilities… Alkeran was slightly rusty. Even when he wasn’t in session, Alkeran spent his free time bouncing around rooms, or practising force powers that enhanced his combat technique.
Alkeran often accompanied Melthos on his assignments, and longed for one of his own. Alkeran performed well during the times he was asked to do something, desperate to prove himself.
Melthos could sense the eagerness in his apprentice. He kept a close eye on him.
At age eighteen, Alkeran was allowed to create his own lightsaber. He was taken to the crystal caves of Ilum, and allowed to explore. He had created the hilt of a double bladed lightsaber, which his master was not at all surprised at. He chose a blue crystal. However, during his free time when he wasn't meditating or practising... he created his own red crystal, and kept it on his body at all times. This was achieved by gathering the required materials. Once he had them gathered, he occasionally left the temple and searched around the galaxy for someone with a geological compressor. He found one on a planet close to where his master was on an assignment. He followed his master to the planet, then snuck away, stowing on board another ship. He bribed the pilot to take a small detour. He spent a week on the 'next door' planet creating his crystal. Once it was finished he went to leave the planet. The owner of the machine asked for payment, however, Alkeran 'persuaded' him to drop payment. He then found another transport back to his master. When questioned where he had been for a few days, Alkeran merely stated that he had wondered off for peaceful meditation.
Whether his master bought it or not was never determined, but he let it drop.
He was given his first assignment at age 19. Nothing too fancy, just a peace-keeping mission. Two households at each other’s throats, and Alkeran was sent to negotiate a truce. He did so easily and returned to the council to report his success. Alkeran continued to complete assignments with impressive speed.
He was finally given the title of Knight at age 25. Alkeran however, was not pleased. He thought he had deserved it earlier. He felt like the council was limiting his movements and actions. When he wasn’t on assignment, he was either meditating or training. The other Jedi were slightly concerned about him. Despite the fact he was so calm, he enjoyed a good fight. Went looking for them.
Alkeran had been caught numerous times, wandering the dark streets of lower Coruscant, almost looking for a fight. Nobody had doubts, Alkeran was a brilliant fighter. Skilled with melee weapons and fairly dangerous with his fists. This was mainly due to his speed and agility though. Being able to dart around opponents, and leap behind with ease provided significant bonuses.
He wasn’t the strongest person ever, didn’t have much muscle, but being able to constantly smack them eventually wore them down and collapsed (“Death by a thousand cuts”).
Alkerans mastery of the force when it came to his own body was impressive by most peoples standards. He could jump higher than most. Move faster than most. He was impressive. But Alkeran felt like he could do more.
As the years went on, the Jedi grew more and more cautious of Alkeran. He continually asked about the dark side of the force. Asked what powers it gave, and why the Jedi didn’t use them. He was given warning after warning and his performance in assignments began to drop.
Eventually he left the order. Without warning. His final assignment. Sent to escort an important delegate. As he expected, the delegate was attacked, by were defeated easily by the combined efforts of Alkeran and the delegates bodyguard. Once he had defended the delegate he asked for payment. He was ashamed at his Jedi Protector for asking for money. Alkeran threatened the delegate but was attacked by the other bodyguards. He defeated the clumsy guards and threatened the figure once again. Eventually, he was paid and Alkeran left him alone.
He sent a message to the council, telling them that the delegate got to his destination safely, but that he would not be returning the council. He provided no explanation, just that he didn’t not want to return, and that he was heading off to find his own destiny.
With the money gained from the delegate, he travelled around to other planets. On other planets, he found ways to gain money and travelled around the galaxy. Whenever he ran into trouble, he used his skill as a Jedi and diffused most situations…. Otherwise, he just killed the trouble makers.
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Lightsaber: Double- Bladed (Single-Phase)
Color: Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho- 5
Double Bladed Combat-4
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 6
Telepathic: 4
Body: 6
Sense: 5
Protection: 1
Healing: 3
Destruction: 1
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 7
Leadership: 3
Unarmed: 4
Melee Weapons: 5
Ranged Weapons: 1
Force Attunement: -3
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RP Sample:
Alkeran slowly walked the streets of the small town. There had been reports of gangs and murderers around, but he didn’t worry too much. He continued to walk, heading towards the large city in the distance, and the space port to get away from this rock.
He sensed a group of people before he heard them following. He stopped in the middle of the road and allowed the group to get closer. They quickly stopped and gathered around, as if they were merely chatting to each other.
“Is there any reason why you are following me?” Alkeran sound loudly.
The group of thugs gave up their act and moved towards him, surrounding him.
“We heard of a Jedi in town. We know that you’ll fetch a nice price on the market.” The speaker was Human. He appeared the most armed and armoured. Clearly the leader of this group.
“There are two mistakes in that plan. I’m not a Jedi, and I’m not going to let you capture me.”
“You haven’t got a choice. We’ve already got you” Another of the thugs said. A Rodian.
“Very well then.” Alkeran said pulling his saber from his belt. “Try and capture me”
As their weapons rose, Alkeran activated his saber and leaped, landing behind the Rodian. He spun around and severed the thug at the waist before leaping away again. He landed between two thugs and rolled towards one, expertly placing his saber, so to severe the thugs feet, before standing up and decapitating the man before he fell. He reflected two laser blasts back at another of the thugs, both of which collided, killing the firer. He jumped over to the last thug, the only one who didn’t fire a weapon, and levelled his saber at the mans neck.
“Think about your next move carefully lad.”
The thug took a few steps back before dropping his gun and running off.
Alkeran deactivated his saber and placed it back on his belt. He continued his slow walk towards the space port, stepping over the body of the dead Rodian.
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Owner of
Unholy Refuge
Tetra
