Post by Jerek on Nov 26, 2008 11:27:22 GMT -5
Name: Nael Cloudwalker
Race: Human
Age: 32
Height: 6’3”
Weight: 140
Appearance:
Birth place: Naboo
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Master
Bio: The breeding of a Jedi
Nael was born to a single mother on Naboo. Her husband had died four years previous to the birth of her son. H was a great Jedi Knight, killed during a battle with a Dark Jedi. She looked down at her son and spoke the name that would be his identity, “Nael Cloudwalker.” Then, she took him from the hospital, knowing the Jedi would soon come for her son. Belle Cloudwalker wouldn’t give them the chance. She would go to Coruscant and give her son to the Jedi Order, willingly. That day she boarded a refugee transport. Within a few days, she was landing on Coruscant, her son wrapped silently in her arms. She traveled to the Jedi Temple. There, she left Nael on the doorstep with a note. The note read: Master Jedi, please take my son and make him a Jedi like his father before him.
It took until the morning for someone to finally find the crying baby. The Jedi Archivist walked out and took the baby in his arms. He calmed the crying baby, then took him to the Council for testing. Almost instantly, the Council sensed the Force within the small child. From then after he was put into the medical bay and raised as a Jedi. Once he was old enough to talk, walk, and even fight, Nael began his training. He was lectured day after day on the powers and will of the Force, lightsaber combat, and, of course, the Jedi Code. By the age of six, Nael had trained with the other Younglings for a year. He took to the light saber like an old friend. For years, he studied under various Masters. Then, once he turned thirteen the time came for him to be put under the influence of one Master alone.
Padawan Years
Nael’s master was a human male, whose name was Jork Delgo. He wielded a straight-hilt lightsaber. Upon receiving Nael was a Padawan, he took him to construct a lightsaber of his own. They went to Dantooine, to the “Crystal Caves” They went deep into the cave, to a chamber full of lightsaber crystals. Nael searched around, until he found one that seemed to call to him. A very darkened blue one. He extracted it from the rock it was wedged into, then nodded to his master. Jork nodded back and led the way to the ship they had come on. He sent Nael to construct his future weapon. By the time they arrived back on Coruscant, Nael had a straight-hilt lightsaber with a blue blade clipped to the belt of his Padawan robes. He traveled back to the temple with Master Delgo. When there, he was sent to the training room. Taking a deep breath, Nael ignited his lightsaber. The training room kicked into gear with a hologram of a Dark Jedi. Nael used Shii-cho against it, since that was the only form he knew.
Then, he heard clapping. His master had come in and watched. Then, he slowly introduced Nael to different forms of lightsaber combat. By the age of sixteen, Nael had mastered another form. Also by the age of sixteen, he was knighted. He had shown great courage and loyalty to the Order.
A Jedi Knight
Nale continued training, even after losing the mastery of Jork. He studied into new lightsaber forms. He began to study the noble Niman style. Within four years, he had come far enough into Niman to begin studying its sub-form. Nael only studied this form as a back-up plan. He was exceptionally good at coming up with unexpected or alternate plans. Nael traveled the galaxy, carrying out missions presented to him by the Council throughout his Knighthood.
On a certain mission, Nael almost lost his arm. He had landed on Dantooine, where he was supposed to sort out a small disagreement between the salvagers. But it turned out to be a trap. A Dark Jedi greeted him on the landing pad. Nael dropped his black cloak to the ground and ignited his blue lightsaber. The Dark Jedi ignited his crimson blade, smirking. “Come, Jedi!” Nael calmed himself a moment, then walked down the ramp of his ship, dropping into a Djem-so stance on the ground. The Dark Jedi dropped into a Juyo stance. Nael waited for the firs strike. The Dark Jedi came like a Rancor. He slashed wildly t Nael. Nael did his best to keep up, but he was soon overpowered. His lightsaber went flying across the ground. The man approached with his weapon held high. He went to strike at Nael’s right arm, but Nael was too quick. He kicked the man’s legs from underneath him and summoned his weapon back, igniting it in front of the Dark Jedi’s face. “You have lost,” Nael spoke in his deep voice, with authority. Turning his back on the man, Nael went to board his ship. Suddenly, his senses peeked. The man was flying through the air at him, lightsaber aimed at Nael’s head. Nael ignited his weapon and swung it around in a full circle, severing the man’s head, legs, and arms.
Shaking his head, Nael boarded his ship and took off for Coruscant. He told the Council of what happened and they took it into account. Nael left the chamber to go meditate. That’s really all he did for the next five years, was meditate and train. By twenty-six Nael had become very skilled with both the Force and a lightsaber.
Becoming a Master
Nael continued his travels from the age of twenty-six. Then, on one mission he was sent on to his home planet to Naboo, got his rank boosted to a Master. He was thirty-two when it happened. He was sent to guard the new Queen of Naboo for a short period of time. He did his job. He looked around as the Queen exited the airspeeder. His hand was ready to snap to his weapon if need be. He bowed to the queen, opening the door. She walked beside him toward the palace. His senses were alert. Then, a shot came sizzling by, barely nipping his shoulder. He looked up to see a man in black armor fleeing. Nael’s hand was on his lightsaber before the second attack came. In a flash of dark blue light, he ignited it, blocking the blaster fire that had began from all sides. “Get the Queen inside!” Nael’s voice carried over the blaster fire and the sizzling of his lightsaber. He risked a glance back to see the Queen safely into the palace. Then, he charged at the men. He took out the right flank with a few swipe of his lightsaber. Then, he took cover for a moment. He ran back out, blocking more fire. He called upon the force, making a small portion of a wall fall on one of the groups of men. Nael flipped through the air at the last group. They were obviously taken by surprise. With a single strike, he killed them, slicing them across the chests. Nael shut his lightsaber down, then went to the palace. He walked to where the queen had taken shelter
“I believe my job here is done?” “Yes, Master Jedi.” With a final bow, Nael left the palace and boarded his transport. After a month of bodyguard duty, he was going back to the Temple. He went into a deep meditation on his return trip, thinking of how he would tell his simple story to the Council and explain why he left. Perhaps it was the will of the Force. After a day of flight, they arrived on Coruscant, where Nael left for the Jedi Temple immediately. He arrived at the Council Chamber and began his short story. To his great surprise they all smiled. “You have proven you self time after time, Jedi Cloudwalker. And, that is why we bestow the rank of Master upon you.“ Smiling a little, Nael left the chamber. Now all he needed was to seek out a Padawan.
Lightsaber: Single
Color: Dark Blue
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho: 5
Shien / Djem So: 5
Niman: 4
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield: 3
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 4
Telepathic: 5
Body: 6
Sense: 5
Protection: 0
Healing: 0
Destruction: 3
Specialized Skills: Making alternate/unexpected plans.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 8
Leadership: 5
Unarmed: 6
Melee Weapons: 6
Ranged Weapons: 3
Force Attunement: +6
RP Sample: In a flash of dark blue light, Nael Cloudwalker ignited his lightsaber. Another red laser bolt came flying by, which was blocked by his lightsaber. It was repelled off the blade and hit its firer. Nael flipped at the other men in red robes. With a final swoop of his lightsber, they were dead. He closed down his lightsaber and proceeded through the open doorway, which would lead to the Dark Jedi ho had hired the, now dead, bodyguards. The path was dark, but that didn't stop Nael from seeing.
He could still sense the Dark Jedi ahead, his aura pulsating like an angry beast. Nael too a deep breath, stepping through the last archway of the long corridor. To his horror, he found the dead bodies of so many Jedi. He closed his eyes, trying to sense out the Dark Jedi. There he was, high above Nael, waiting. Igniting his lightsaber, Nael flew to the balcony. The man was smirking, holding two crimson blade in his hands. The man’s name was Gior. He had eluded the Jedi many times and the bodies showed it. Nael dropped to his usual Djem-so stance, as Gior dropped into a Jar-Kai stance. Then, the explosion happened, Nael made the first move, slashing at his hands.
Gior blocked with little enthusiasm. Nael blocked a vicious strike from Gior. Then, the man made crucial mistake. Nael jabbed his blade at the man’s chest, piercing it. With a gurgle and a curse, Gior fell to the ground, dead. Shaking his head, Nael closed his light saber down and clipped it back to his belt.
Race: Human
Age: 32
Height: 6’3”
Weight: 140
Appearance:
Birth place: Naboo
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Master
Bio: The breeding of a Jedi
Nael was born to a single mother on Naboo. Her husband had died four years previous to the birth of her son. H was a great Jedi Knight, killed during a battle with a Dark Jedi. She looked down at her son and spoke the name that would be his identity, “Nael Cloudwalker.” Then, she took him from the hospital, knowing the Jedi would soon come for her son. Belle Cloudwalker wouldn’t give them the chance. She would go to Coruscant and give her son to the Jedi Order, willingly. That day she boarded a refugee transport. Within a few days, she was landing on Coruscant, her son wrapped silently in her arms. She traveled to the Jedi Temple. There, she left Nael on the doorstep with a note. The note read: Master Jedi, please take my son and make him a Jedi like his father before him.
It took until the morning for someone to finally find the crying baby. The Jedi Archivist walked out and took the baby in his arms. He calmed the crying baby, then took him to the Council for testing. Almost instantly, the Council sensed the Force within the small child. From then after he was put into the medical bay and raised as a Jedi. Once he was old enough to talk, walk, and even fight, Nael began his training. He was lectured day after day on the powers and will of the Force, lightsaber combat, and, of course, the Jedi Code. By the age of six, Nael had trained with the other Younglings for a year. He took to the light saber like an old friend. For years, he studied under various Masters. Then, once he turned thirteen the time came for him to be put under the influence of one Master alone.
Padawan Years
Nael’s master was a human male, whose name was Jork Delgo. He wielded a straight-hilt lightsaber. Upon receiving Nael was a Padawan, he took him to construct a lightsaber of his own. They went to Dantooine, to the “Crystal Caves” They went deep into the cave, to a chamber full of lightsaber crystals. Nael searched around, until he found one that seemed to call to him. A very darkened blue one. He extracted it from the rock it was wedged into, then nodded to his master. Jork nodded back and led the way to the ship they had come on. He sent Nael to construct his future weapon. By the time they arrived back on Coruscant, Nael had a straight-hilt lightsaber with a blue blade clipped to the belt of his Padawan robes. He traveled back to the temple with Master Delgo. When there, he was sent to the training room. Taking a deep breath, Nael ignited his lightsaber. The training room kicked into gear with a hologram of a Dark Jedi. Nael used Shii-cho against it, since that was the only form he knew.
Then, he heard clapping. His master had come in and watched. Then, he slowly introduced Nael to different forms of lightsaber combat. By the age of sixteen, Nael had mastered another form. Also by the age of sixteen, he was knighted. He had shown great courage and loyalty to the Order.
A Jedi Knight
Nale continued training, even after losing the mastery of Jork. He studied into new lightsaber forms. He began to study the noble Niman style. Within four years, he had come far enough into Niman to begin studying its sub-form. Nael only studied this form as a back-up plan. He was exceptionally good at coming up with unexpected or alternate plans. Nael traveled the galaxy, carrying out missions presented to him by the Council throughout his Knighthood.
On a certain mission, Nael almost lost his arm. He had landed on Dantooine, where he was supposed to sort out a small disagreement between the salvagers. But it turned out to be a trap. A Dark Jedi greeted him on the landing pad. Nael dropped his black cloak to the ground and ignited his blue lightsaber. The Dark Jedi ignited his crimson blade, smirking. “Come, Jedi!” Nael calmed himself a moment, then walked down the ramp of his ship, dropping into a Djem-so stance on the ground. The Dark Jedi dropped into a Juyo stance. Nael waited for the firs strike. The Dark Jedi came like a Rancor. He slashed wildly t Nael. Nael did his best to keep up, but he was soon overpowered. His lightsaber went flying across the ground. The man approached with his weapon held high. He went to strike at Nael’s right arm, but Nael was too quick. He kicked the man’s legs from underneath him and summoned his weapon back, igniting it in front of the Dark Jedi’s face. “You have lost,” Nael spoke in his deep voice, with authority. Turning his back on the man, Nael went to board his ship. Suddenly, his senses peeked. The man was flying through the air at him, lightsaber aimed at Nael’s head. Nael ignited his weapon and swung it around in a full circle, severing the man’s head, legs, and arms.
Shaking his head, Nael boarded his ship and took off for Coruscant. He told the Council of what happened and they took it into account. Nael left the chamber to go meditate. That’s really all he did for the next five years, was meditate and train. By twenty-six Nael had become very skilled with both the Force and a lightsaber.
Becoming a Master
Nael continued his travels from the age of twenty-six. Then, on one mission he was sent on to his home planet to Naboo, got his rank boosted to a Master. He was thirty-two when it happened. He was sent to guard the new Queen of Naboo for a short period of time. He did his job. He looked around as the Queen exited the airspeeder. His hand was ready to snap to his weapon if need be. He bowed to the queen, opening the door. She walked beside him toward the palace. His senses were alert. Then, a shot came sizzling by, barely nipping his shoulder. He looked up to see a man in black armor fleeing. Nael’s hand was on his lightsaber before the second attack came. In a flash of dark blue light, he ignited it, blocking the blaster fire that had began from all sides. “Get the Queen inside!” Nael’s voice carried over the blaster fire and the sizzling of his lightsaber. He risked a glance back to see the Queen safely into the palace. Then, he charged at the men. He took out the right flank with a few swipe of his lightsaber. Then, he took cover for a moment. He ran back out, blocking more fire. He called upon the force, making a small portion of a wall fall on one of the groups of men. Nael flipped through the air at the last group. They were obviously taken by surprise. With a single strike, he killed them, slicing them across the chests. Nael shut his lightsaber down, then went to the palace. He walked to where the queen had taken shelter
“I believe my job here is done?” “Yes, Master Jedi.” With a final bow, Nael left the palace and boarded his transport. After a month of bodyguard duty, he was going back to the Temple. He went into a deep meditation on his return trip, thinking of how he would tell his simple story to the Council and explain why he left. Perhaps it was the will of the Force. After a day of flight, they arrived on Coruscant, where Nael left for the Jedi Temple immediately. He arrived at the Council Chamber and began his short story. To his great surprise they all smiled. “You have proven you self time after time, Jedi Cloudwalker. And, that is why we bestow the rank of Master upon you.“ Smiling a little, Nael left the chamber. Now all he needed was to seek out a Padawan.
Lightsaber: Single
Color: Dark Blue
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho: 5
Shien / Djem So: 5
Niman: 4
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield: 3
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 4
Telepathic: 5
Body: 6
Sense: 5
Protection: 0
Healing: 0
Destruction: 3
Specialized Skills: Making alternate/unexpected plans.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6
Intelligence: 7
Speed: 8
Leadership: 5
Unarmed: 6
Melee Weapons: 6
Ranged Weapons: 3
Force Attunement: +6
RP Sample: In a flash of dark blue light, Nael Cloudwalker ignited his lightsaber. Another red laser bolt came flying by, which was blocked by his lightsaber. It was repelled off the blade and hit its firer. Nael flipped at the other men in red robes. With a final swoop of his lightsber, they were dead. He closed down his lightsaber and proceeded through the open doorway, which would lead to the Dark Jedi ho had hired the, now dead, bodyguards. The path was dark, but that didn't stop Nael from seeing.
He could still sense the Dark Jedi ahead, his aura pulsating like an angry beast. Nael too a deep breath, stepping through the last archway of the long corridor. To his horror, he found the dead bodies of so many Jedi. He closed his eyes, trying to sense out the Dark Jedi. There he was, high above Nael, waiting. Igniting his lightsaber, Nael flew to the balcony. The man was smirking, holding two crimson blade in his hands. The man’s name was Gior. He had eluded the Jedi many times and the bodies showed it. Nael dropped to his usual Djem-so stance, as Gior dropped into a Jar-Kai stance. Then, the explosion happened, Nael made the first move, slashing at his hands.
Gior blocked with little enthusiasm. Nael blocked a vicious strike from Gior. Then, the man made crucial mistake. Nael jabbed his blade at the man’s chest, piercing it. With a gurgle and a curse, Gior fell to the ground, dead. Shaking his head, Nael closed his light saber down and clipped it back to his belt.
