Post by Zihhaiz on Jul 28, 2019 2:41:41 GMT -5
 Ural Zihhaiz Full Name • Ural Zihhaiz Nickname • The Force Strategist Race • Miraluka Birthplace • Korriban Age • 30 Gender • male Sexuality • hetero Faction • Sith Concept • Sith Lord (Praetor of Strife) Languages • Basic, Miralukese, Binary, Bocce, Huttese, High Sith. Assets • Commands Battleship, wealth, several servants, personal pilot droid, battle droids, light saber (Red) Light Saber (green) Light Saber (Blue) Light Saber (Purple) Appearance Face Claim • Vincent Valentine Height & Weight • 6'0, 125 pounds Overall Looks • Zihhaiz stands at a lean six feet in height and has tanned skin with shoulder length dark black hair, he wears a cloth bandanna over where his eyes would be. His body is lean but well toned, he wears a set of white robes with dark red lining on the inside and black stripes, leather boots, and under the robes he wears full eradicator armor, this includes a Cuirass, Sabatons, Greaves, belt and Vembraces. He does not wear the mask preferring his face to be seen. The armor has two burn marks from a light-saber on the chest that he is very proud of. Personality Profile Zihhaiz is not the typical Miraluka, he cares not for the spiritual aspects of his people nor their gods or their ways. He is a being who values knowledge, power, and order. Zhhaiz is cunning, ruthless, intelligent, and efficient, he does not believe in loose ends or half ass ways. He is extremely loyal to the Empire and sees it's survival as a necessary order and will do anything to protect that idea. He is not a physical person, he prefers mind over body and which is why his power and focus with the force is as adept as it is. He lets the force fully flow through him and does not believe that any aspect of the Force should be forbidden. He enjoys studying holocrons and dark tomes to see what he can learn. He also enjoys warping the personalities and behaviors of his enemies and bend them to his will or drive them insane. When it comes to battle he is as efficient and ruthless as any other aspect of his life, he is as adept with a light saber as he is the force. He prefers using overwhelming power and mind tricks to crush his enemies or turn them. His greatest desire is to turn several Jedi and send them to attack their old friends. Background Father • Toren Zihhaiz, 52, Servant to his son Mother • Carma Zihhaiz, 50, Servant to her son Siblings • Viramond Zihhaiz, 14 Apprentice to his brother. Other Important Connections • Zerrusat, 21, female, Bodyguard. A force user who tried to kill Zihhaiz but was captured. After working on her mind for a month, she has been fully changed to believe it is her life goal to protect her Lord with her life. Tobor, 18, Bodyguard. Tobor was a Apprentice of a Sith Knight that angered Zihhaiz. After torturing and breaking the man he gave Tobor a choice. Join him and kill his master, thus showing his devotion to being a true Sith or face the same treatment as his master. Tobor killed his master than turned his saber on Zihhaiz to claim his life. He fell under the Lords superior mind powers and was rewritten to be as devoted as Zerrusat. Overall History • Zihhaiz was born on Korriban, both his parents were slaves and were destined to stay that way, however Zihhaiz showed exceptional force abilities and thus was freed and sent to be trained as an Acolyte as a teenager. From day one he showed cunning, intelligence, and talent in the force. Before long he had created a web of information in the temple and keeping his finger on the pulse of the temple he learned who was the dumbest brutes, the smartest intellectuals, or the most charismatic. Slowly, Zihhaiz began accumulating his own power in the temple. His past as a child of slaves was well known and he refused to ever be under someones control again. When bullied he used his superior intellect to trick, blackmail, and bribe the brutes to become his personal bodyguards. His high intellect went to war with other intellectual students. Any that were to smart were beaten badly by his brutes, those who were not fell under his thumb. He noticed that his teachers were impressed and never intervened with his plans and schemes though he never tried to bring a teacher under his thumb...at first. As time passed he grew smarter, more powerful, and more confident. Now, he wanted to challenge himself against teachers. He had found out that not all tutors were here because they wanted to be. Some were here because they were being punished, others were not very adept in the force and were liabilities and at least one was not very useful at all. Zihhaiz began probing with his mind, reaching out to certain teachers to determine their intelligence and connection to the force. Those who caught on punished him by throwing him across the room or striking him with a practice saber. However none ever called him out not to try again. His skills and ambition had impressed them yet again. However it seemed not all the tutors were mental capable and a Knight by the name of "Sataran" fell under Zihhaiz control. Through him he was able to learn every task he was expected to complete ahead of time, he was given better treatment and access to the libraries more restricted sections. After a month Zihhaiz was called in front of the Temple head, here he found Sataran seated in a chair with his head looking at his feet. The twi'lek pointed to a chair where he sat down and she sat behind her desk. Instead of angry words and retaliation she began to laugh, it lasted a full minute and it seemed the woman truly was rocking with mirth. She complimented Zihhaiz on his skills with the force and his intelligence and control, though she pointed out his flaws that had brought the mind controlled Sataran to her attention and gave him pointers. Then she turned her fearsome wrath on the poor Sataran. He was abused verbally for his stupidity, allowing a student to control him, and as punishment for his weakness she sent him away. Zihhaiz was a little upset that his valuable puppet was taken away but found a reward in a unlimited pass to the books the older students were allowed to access. From there he completed his training and was taken by a Sith Knight by the name of "Calus" a Human Sith Knight well known for his force capabilities. Zihhaiz assumed he had been given a intelligent and powerful force wielder because of his control over Sataran. His master never mentioned Sataran or any of the boys past deeds. Instead he worked him hard, his first test was to gain information from a man who had boarded his masters ship in attempt to spy. Zihhaiz started with a soft touch, talking to the man but he discovered quickly the man was not going to talk. So, he turned to his second way, information. It took some mental prodding but he finally learned the mans name and from there he learned he had a brother. Next was the negotiations. Zihhaiz whispered promises of horrible things happening to his brother, that the Empire reach was long and powerful but the man refused to speak. Instead of getting upset or frustrated he next went to his third weapon. He reached out with the force, but smashed against a wall, finding the man had a force shield around his mind. Zihhaiz chose to study the shield slowly and carefully in case it was trapped to kill the man or erase his mind. Through his prodding he found the shield was not Jedi made but Sith. At first he wondered if his master had done it but it didn't feel like his. Zihhaiz was able to deduce the man was being protected by a rival of his master and may have been sent here to annoy or try to gain information to kill him. It took several days of prodding and manipulating to break the force shield, from their, Zihhaiz pulled the information from his mind. Afterwards he returned to his master to inform him the man had been sent to gain information on Calus and to use that information to lure him into a trap to be killed. Calus simply nodded and sent his apprentice away, after that he was sent on a mission alone to subdue a small uprising on a Empire controlled planet. He was sent with a garrison of imperial soldiers and a hundred combat droids and tasked to quell it in anyway he chose. Of course the simple and most easy idea would be to gun down and capture all the uprising individuals but that would only cause more problems later. Instead he set up a base and met each of his officers who would report to him, next was reconnaissance and information gathering. He had to find out why they were rebelling and why now. When his spies returned he learned that it was a man who had arrived on the planet a year ago who had been slowly causing trouble. He learned it had started with a food shortage and from their water contamination. Their had been grumbling of course and a few outspoken words but it wasn't until that man arrived that the citizens went from grumbling and whispering to a full blown uprising. Zihhaiz considered what he learned, his mind flickering through plan after plan until it landed on one. A slow smile spread across his features. He called over one of his officers and made a order. The town was to be given food, crates of it. Next water purifiers for their water sources. Next, he would establish a protective fence around the town that would protect the citizens from outside dangers. He placed droids at both ends of the town for their protection and his soldiers were disarmed and sent in to help. He gave an order that every soldier was to smile, if they dealt with older people they were to be patient and respectful. Ma'am and Sir on both. With the men it was a firm hand shake, eye contact, and of course a smile. With women it was a head bow for respect, eye contact, listening, and of course a smile. His men of course wondered about this course but Zihhaiz had a strategy. Sending soldiers in with blasters and armor would only solve the problem for now, it would hurt citizens of the Empire and make them look bad. A smile was worth a hundred blasters any day. Cameras were placed in town for their protection which after hearing from the friendly and helpful soldiers was fully welcomed. Citizens went about their lives. At first it had been suspicious but after a week of no hostility from the soldiers, their friendly and helpful attitudes, full bellies and clean water, the uprising had fallen away. Next was the man who had started all this, the cameras watched him and so did Zihhaiz! The man avoided the soldiers, he cast glares to the people. He was angry, oh so angry! This made Zihhaiz a very happy person. The man soon revealed his nature, trying to stoke up fire in the citizens of the town but to little use. Gone was the anger and hate, the soldiers were friends, allies, nice guys. The man was cornered, he couldn't leave without violence because of the guard's protecting the city's entrance, not stopping their exit. The young Sith waited, watched, patiently. Slowly his net grew tighter, the chess pieces moving piece by piece. First step, take the pawns with the food and water purifiers. Second step, their Castle with the fence and guards, their knights with friendly soldiers, the bishops with smiles and respect, and finally the queen with the men and elders feeling secure. All that was left was the king on the board and Zihhaiz had a full board on his side. Now, the man made his move. He lost a pawn when the man took out his guard at the gate. Zihhaiz had anticipated that and was why he used droids instead of soldiers. The man was on the run, his plan a failure. Zihhaiz had no intention of letting him go. Two miles from town when the villagers could no longer see him the trap was sprung, Droids rose from the ground blasters in hands. fifty war droids. Zihhaiz had a suspicion of what the man was and he was not ready to send in soldiers just yet. The droids approached ordering him to surrender, the mans gaze going from one to the other as he realized they had him in a kill box. He might take out a few droids but the sheer fire power would tear him to pieces in the end. The man lifted his arms showing surrender and the droids bound his hands. Zihhaiz rose from his seated position and walked outside to where a air skimmer with a pilot droid sat waiting. Hopping inside, he gave the coordinates to the droid which took off. It didn't take long for the skimmer to cover the ground to the ambush point. Upon arriving, Zihhaiz leaped from the skimmer to the ground and walked towards the man. The look of surprise when a young man Miraluka leaped from the Air skimmer was priceless. His face went from surprise to anger as he realized a man barely into his late teens had out foxed him, destroyed his plans, trapped him. He shook his head at the thought that a cunning man like that was serving the Sith. He watched the man approach. From where he kneeled he could see he was tall and lean, his eyes like all his kind were covered with something, in this case simple cloth. He had a curtain of black silky hair that went well with his lean features, in a word he was beautiful. Zihhaiz stopped a few feet away and gave a friendly smile, the same smile the soldiers wore when dealing with all the people in town, the man noted. Without a word the man was lifted onto his feet and pulled forward, guns trained on him the entire time. A ship floated down from the sky, opening up showed ten soldiers armed with their own weapons aimed at the man. "No Jedi tricks, if you don't mind." The man said as he stepped onto the ship. The Jedi grunted and was lead inside, it wouldn't matter. He had no light saber and without it he was in trouble, and most peculiar the boy didn't carry a lightsaber either. Zihhaiz returned to his master with a completed mission, happy civilians, no loss of life, and a Jedi prisoner. Once more his master did not compliment his work, did not show any sort of gratitude or acceptance at his performance. Zihhaiz didn't mind, killing his master would be easier without emotional attachment. He figured his master felt the same way. His next assignment was more difficult, it wasn't a failed Jedi or a town of bumpkins, no. He would be matching wits with a apprentice who served another master his own was competing with for a artifact. He was given a dossier on the person and it was some girl twi'lek. He bowed to his master and went to study his newest opponent. This was his routine through his apprenticeship. He would do one task, succeed, and be given another. He won the artifact and the girl was killed in her attempt to win. A new mission, a different scenario. His master gave him task after task but never the same one twice. Zihhaiz learned and served the Empire and his masters wishes. Three years passed and finally he was given the title of Sith Knight and allowed to take an apprentice of his own. He shared a bow of equality with his master and still regretted saving him from those ice wolves. But as masters went the man wasn't a vile of abusive self centered crap. As a Knight, Zihhaiz made a reputation of being a powerful force user in many aspects and extremely intelligent, cunning, and crafty. He moved through his enemies both the republic and the Sith like a chess master. Those that came after him found themselves out maneuvered. There was always another plan, always another path. Traps, ambushes, and not all were blasters and soldiers. Political movements made against them, wronging the wrong person and paying for it. From his spider web he spread out his strings and hooked them to powerful people, influential, wealthy, strong, charismatic. He used information as a weapon as much as his own personal power with the Force. Enemy Sith knights that messed with his plans were crushed financially first as Zihhaiz got ahold of all their wealth one way or another, and then depending on how much they messed up his plan, their lives. He also purchased his parents and brother from his old slave master, it only took the slightest mental push to get them for next to nothing. Instead of freeing them though, they became his servants. His brother however a lad was tested and found he too was Force Sensitive. He sent the lad off to be trained and promised himself if he showed promise that he would take him as his apprentice himself. Along his journey he met Sith and Jedi who were just as intelligent and crafty as himself, these he matched wits with again and again. Sometimes he outsmarted them, other times he was outwitted. Failure and winning became a pull but Zihhaiz never gave in. Every loss was a chance to learn a new way of doing things, every victory that much sweeter. Time passed, Zihhaiz accumulated wealth, some from his personal ventures others from the enemies he left behind. He put plans into motion that disrupted enemy governments, brought civil war to enemy planets, kidnapped, tortured, bribed, blackmailed, assassinated. Nothing was off limits, everything was necessary. He grew from a young buck to a man. At the age of thirty he was given his new title as a Lord and took the name "Darth Zihhaiz". Now a Lord he had a real voice in the Empire, and he planned on rising even higher. |
