Post by Yoh on Feb 27, 2007 11:36:32 GMT -5
Jedi:
Name: Feevahe Mattais Indigo Yecra
Race: Human
Age: 35
Height: 6'1
Weight: 182 lbs
Appearance: Feevahe is a medium build man with long legs and semi-long arms which makes him look like an average human. Feevahe also has a semi-long beard ranging slightly beyond his chin and wearing his long black hair in a pony tail which reaches a few inches down his back. His usual attire consists of simple Jedi robes with a brown hooded cloak on top which seems to have enough room for his pony tail.
Birth place: Ka'ish
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Jedi Knight
Bio: Feevahe was born on the remote planet of Ka'ish, his mother died during child birth and the local hospital was unable to find the name or location of the father, begin fostered for during the first few years of his life it was not long before a Jedi had sensed his presence and seemingly strong connection to the force, after a few days he was 'realised' from his foster parents and began the short journey to coruscant and the jedi temple.
His training progressed quickly as he had a strong raw sense of the force, however due to his lack of experience he some times hindered the learning of others, something which he displeased at heart about and apologised for contentiously during the earlier years of his training, begin almost the top student in the ways of the force he was let down a lot by his in ability to handle a lightsaber in his early years, while other students caught on quickly and progressed Feeevahe did not finding these drills and skills easy to pick up, causing him to work extra hard on his lightsaber skills.
Upon his first mission with his first Jedi mentor he was still trying to master the basic skills for wielding a lightaber, the mission was really nothing just a few farmers on some of the outer rim planets having what seemed to be an aggressive dispute about there lands, the lightabers didn't even have to be activated which had surprised the young Feevahe, his mentor teaching him that diplomacy and knowledge were just as powerfully as blades or blasters.
'Jedi Knight Adrian' was his masters name, a man of true knowledge of the force begin very equally good in both swordplay and the force, he thought strongly on the Jedi code and listened to the councils word like it was from his own father, over the years the first few years Feevahe's relationship with Adrian was that of master and willing student who wanted to make his master proud and notice his progress, it was only after Feevahe discovered o his own that his master didn't want this that they became true friends, bonding strongly like father and son, Adrians taught Feevahe well educating him not only in the force but also history diplomacy and more, teaching him to use his mind, before his blade.
Adrian was killed however, the council had agreed that during the escort of politicians that they should be spilt into two groups the higher and more important people traveling with Adrain in an attempt to draw out assassins, the plan worked and the assassins attacked Adrian's group, during the action he was slain, from behind with a poisoned blade. Feevahe had felt anger which to this day he somewhat has, even if he is too calmed in the way his master had taught him to be.
Over the years Feevahe had taken great interest in the knowledge and understanding that the force brings to a person, spending hours trying to learn more about in and even more time in the great archives of the Jedi temple in order to study different things ranging from ancients cultures to modern architecture, his skills with a lightsaber also improving more than expected as he gained more knowledge of the force and more calm of his mind he almost swings his sabre with a dance like movement, but also proving during sparring to be able to deliver powerful and well aimed blows.
Upon becoming a Jedi knight he has spent most of his time in the great archives wanting to everything that it has to offer, even if learning everything in there would take hundreds of lifetimes.
Feevahe has yet to be assigned an apprentice, something that neither takes his liking or disliking as he is more calmed and centred, even to a jedi standard as he focuses more on knowledge and the force rather than pure sabre skills.
Lightsaber: Single
Color: Blue
Note: (RP Sample) Feevahe opened his eyes slowly and breathed in the fresh air around him, he had been on this planet for the past few weeks, his mission had been to track down a ring of smugglers who had been supplying illegal factory's in the outer rim with parts needed to construct what seemed to be some kind of experimental weapon.
Feevahe stood up his cloak hiding most of his face and the outline of his body as he began to move across the second half of the moor. It had taken a while but he had managed to track them down to a small warehouse in which seemed to have been there base of operations for the past two weeks, having moved 'shop' after hearing there was a Jedi on the planet.
Feevahe brushed his hood off his head, running his hands softly through his hair before dropping them back down to his waist, softly adjusting his breathing to a calm level, he hadn't really understood the councils thinking by sending him to sort out the smugglers, there would have been other Jedi who could have cut down the smugglers much quicker than himself.
Feevahe reached the door of the warehouse which was situated on the other side of a moor to the local population pushing it open he walked in, his hand sliding down to his lightsaber, he had learnt that there were maybe four or five of the group and all of them should be here. The room was huge with lights spanning the entire length of the building which seemed to only consist of one long narrow room which was filled with marked metal boxes. Feevahe looked across to see thre group members looking slightly dazed to see him, Feevahe didn't act even though he knew he could have, he just took another step towards them which seemed to spur them into action. They reached for there weapons and jumps up off the various boxes in which they had been sitting on, the closest one had just about managed to aim when Feevahe had pulled the weapon from his grasp with the force and seconds later sent him flying onto his back. Moving quickly he pushed two more of the men back as he pulled out his lightsaber activating the brilliant blue light and spinning it around quickly blocking two blast shots, one of which hit the man who fired it, the remaining two men quickly tried to rush towards him but where quickly stopped as Feevahe used the force to pull there legs towards him, apart from the one who had died from his own blaster shot it seemed the others were all out of action...
Name: Feevahe Mattais Indigo Yecra
Race: Human
Age: 35
Height: 6'1
Weight: 182 lbs
Appearance: Feevahe is a medium build man with long legs and semi-long arms which makes him look like an average human. Feevahe also has a semi-long beard ranging slightly beyond his chin and wearing his long black hair in a pony tail which reaches a few inches down his back. His usual attire consists of simple Jedi robes with a brown hooded cloak on top which seems to have enough room for his pony tail.
Birth place: Ka'ish
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Jedi Knight
Bio: Feevahe was born on the remote planet of Ka'ish, his mother died during child birth and the local hospital was unable to find the name or location of the father, begin fostered for during the first few years of his life it was not long before a Jedi had sensed his presence and seemingly strong connection to the force, after a few days he was 'realised' from his foster parents and began the short journey to coruscant and the jedi temple.
His training progressed quickly as he had a strong raw sense of the force, however due to his lack of experience he some times hindered the learning of others, something which he displeased at heart about and apologised for contentiously during the earlier years of his training, begin almost the top student in the ways of the force he was let down a lot by his in ability to handle a lightsaber in his early years, while other students caught on quickly and progressed Feeevahe did not finding these drills and skills easy to pick up, causing him to work extra hard on his lightsaber skills.
Upon his first mission with his first Jedi mentor he was still trying to master the basic skills for wielding a lightaber, the mission was really nothing just a few farmers on some of the outer rim planets having what seemed to be an aggressive dispute about there lands, the lightabers didn't even have to be activated which had surprised the young Feevahe, his mentor teaching him that diplomacy and knowledge were just as powerfully as blades or blasters.
'Jedi Knight Adrian' was his masters name, a man of true knowledge of the force begin very equally good in both swordplay and the force, he thought strongly on the Jedi code and listened to the councils word like it was from his own father, over the years the first few years Feevahe's relationship with Adrian was that of master and willing student who wanted to make his master proud and notice his progress, it was only after Feevahe discovered o his own that his master didn't want this that they became true friends, bonding strongly like father and son, Adrians taught Feevahe well educating him not only in the force but also history diplomacy and more, teaching him to use his mind, before his blade.
Adrian was killed however, the council had agreed that during the escort of politicians that they should be spilt into two groups the higher and more important people traveling with Adrain in an attempt to draw out assassins, the plan worked and the assassins attacked Adrian's group, during the action he was slain, from behind with a poisoned blade. Feevahe had felt anger which to this day he somewhat has, even if he is too calmed in the way his master had taught him to be.
Over the years Feevahe had taken great interest in the knowledge and understanding that the force brings to a person, spending hours trying to learn more about in and even more time in the great archives of the Jedi temple in order to study different things ranging from ancients cultures to modern architecture, his skills with a lightsaber also improving more than expected as he gained more knowledge of the force and more calm of his mind he almost swings his sabre with a dance like movement, but also proving during sparring to be able to deliver powerful and well aimed blows.
Upon becoming a Jedi knight he has spent most of his time in the great archives wanting to everything that it has to offer, even if learning everything in there would take hundreds of lifetimes.
Feevahe has yet to be assigned an apprentice, something that neither takes his liking or disliking as he is more calmed and centred, even to a jedi standard as he focuses more on knowledge and the force rather than pure sabre skills.
Lightsaber: Single
Color: Blue
Note: (RP Sample) Feevahe opened his eyes slowly and breathed in the fresh air around him, he had been on this planet for the past few weeks, his mission had been to track down a ring of smugglers who had been supplying illegal factory's in the outer rim with parts needed to construct what seemed to be some kind of experimental weapon.
Feevahe stood up his cloak hiding most of his face and the outline of his body as he began to move across the second half of the moor. It had taken a while but he had managed to track them down to a small warehouse in which seemed to have been there base of operations for the past two weeks, having moved 'shop' after hearing there was a Jedi on the planet.
Feevahe brushed his hood off his head, running his hands softly through his hair before dropping them back down to his waist, softly adjusting his breathing to a calm level, he hadn't really understood the councils thinking by sending him to sort out the smugglers, there would have been other Jedi who could have cut down the smugglers much quicker than himself.
Feevahe reached the door of the warehouse which was situated on the other side of a moor to the local population pushing it open he walked in, his hand sliding down to his lightsaber, he had learnt that there were maybe four or five of the group and all of them should be here. The room was huge with lights spanning the entire length of the building which seemed to only consist of one long narrow room which was filled with marked metal boxes. Feevahe looked across to see thre group members looking slightly dazed to see him, Feevahe didn't act even though he knew he could have, he just took another step towards them which seemed to spur them into action. They reached for there weapons and jumps up off the various boxes in which they had been sitting on, the closest one had just about managed to aim when Feevahe had pulled the weapon from his grasp with the force and seconds later sent him flying onto his back. Moving quickly he pushed two more of the men back as he pulled out his lightsaber activating the brilliant blue light and spinning it around quickly blocking two blast shots, one of which hit the man who fired it, the remaining two men quickly tried to rush towards him but where quickly stopped as Feevahe used the force to pull there legs towards him, apart from the one who had died from his own blaster shot it seemed the others were all out of action...
