Post by blackheart on Mar 18, 2009 17:24:30 GMT -5
Name: Francois Diyan Abraxas Talmai aka Blackheart
Race: Half-Korrunai, half-Human
Age: 24
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 18st 5lbs
Appearance: Blackheart is a tall, imposing figure. Usually clad in his family's ancestral armour, the Talmai Vanguard Armour, he strikes an intimidating figure with his red Talmai tattoo.
Birth place: Haruun Kal
Faction: Dark Jedi
Rank: Assassin
Bio: Blackheart was born Francois Diyan Abraxas Talmai on Haruun Kal in 3578 BBY to a Korrunai mother and Human father. Because of the bitter hatred between the Korrunai and colonial Humans, the Talmai chose to leave Haruun Kal and settle on Coruscant.
One night, when Francous was six, his parents were killed in a botched robbery. Francois was able to avoid detection only because he unknowingly utilised his inherent Force-sensitivity to hide his presence. After the thieves left, Francois emerged from his hiding place and wept over his parent's dead bodies. He found his mother's treasure, a lightsaber she had inherited from her late Jedi father, and journeyed into the night, naively meaning to slay his parents murderers.
After many weeks of wandering the city, Francois was found by a Mandalorian bounty hunter called A'denla. At first, Francois thought A'denla meant to hurt him, thus he initially tried to kill A'denla with his lightsaber, despite being severely exhausted and malnourished. For this, A'denla christened him Jai'galaar'kar'ta and took him to Mandalore.
On Mandalore, Francois was adopted into A'denla's clan, Clan Bralor, who raised and trained the boy to be a Mandalorian for fifteen years. His new family quickly realised two things about the boy; he was uncommonly intelligent and he far preferred a lightsaber to a beskad. For this reason, they had Francois trained almost exclusively by A'denla's brother Atin, one of the few Mandalorians with skill in the use of a lightsaber.
At age 21, Francois walked in on his adoptive father beating his adoptive sister for some misdeed or other. Rushing to her aid, Francois engaged in a duel with his adoptive father than ended in his beheading. As the blood gushed on the floor, all the anger and hatred and unavenged pains that Francois had been bottling for years exploded. Literally. Roaring in insane fury, Francois unleashed thousands of volts of Force lightning, destroying his home and killing his family. As he stood in the debris of his home and the entrails of his family, Francois laughed. He realised how futile his life had been up until that point. Because now he knew that it had all been delaying his ultimate destiny, the dark side. Lightsaber in hand, Francois hijacked another craft and fled Mandalore.
Over the next few months, he would travel the galaxy, wreaking havoc for no reason other than chaos and destruction. His merciless dispatchment of women and children earned him the name Blackheart, a title he began to wear with pride.
In 3602 BBY, Blackheart attacked Mos Eisley but was met with resistance from
Lightsaber: Similar in shape and design to Kit Fisto's but does not function underwater as his does.
Color: Red (Quixoni crystal)
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho - 5
Shien / Djem So - 4
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 7
Telepathic: 3
Body: 3
Sense: 4
Protection: 7
Healing: 2
Destruction: 7
Specialized Skills: Blackheart is skilled in the use of Force lightning, push, choke and grab as well as the rare ability to manipulate air, which may be attributed to is home planet, which is home to a sea of gaseous clouds. He is also skilled in the use of Force shields but otherwise is a fairly average Force-user.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 8
Intelligence: 8
Speed: 6
Leadership: 0
Unarmed: 7
Melee Weapons: 7
Ranged Weapons: 5
Force Attunement: -4
RP Sample: {In this sample, let's assume I'm fighting a Jedi in command of a group of troops. ~ Blackheart}
The Jedi raised a gloved hand and sent another barrage of Force pushes which were dissipated by Blackheart, who then leapt into the air and shot a bolt of Sith lightning at the Jedi, knocking him out of his standing. He landed foot-first on the Jedi's chest and heard a satisfying crunch before he was flung back with a Force push. The Jedi drew an impressive yellow-bladed lightsaber and Blackheart drew his own green one. With their lightsabers and archaic battle armour, they were like two Jedi and Sith of old, almost like Revan and Malak in their cataclysmic final battle on the Star Forge.
The Jedi charged before jumping high, his blade above his head. As he came down, Blackheart caught his foe's blade on his own and twisted slightly, parrying the blow while robbing the Jedi of none of his momentum, causing him to crash to the ground, his blade sent through the air to be lost in the crowd of soldiers. He raised the lightsaber, poised to strike when the Jedi started whispering.
"I can help you. I can restore you to the light."
Blackheart laughed in derision.
"No."
He unleashed the most powerful blast of Force lightning he had ever beheld at the battered form before him. The old Jedi screamed in agony as his skin heated and fractured, cracking into dust. Blackheart grew increasingly angry and angrier still and the lightning poured from his very soul and the Jedi screamed and screamed harder still as his life was blasted from his body with the fury of a thousand desert suns. And then he was dead.
Blackheart laughed.
He blasted all the soldiers around him, obliterating them into a pile of shattered armour and flesh and singed grey matter. When he had destroyed the whole group, he walked over to the Jedi's crumbling remains and spat on them.
He was done here.
Race: Half-Korrunai, half-Human
Age: 24
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 18st 5lbs
Appearance: Blackheart is a tall, imposing figure. Usually clad in his family's ancestral armour, the Talmai Vanguard Armour, he strikes an intimidating figure with his red Talmai tattoo.
Birth place: Haruun Kal
Faction: Dark Jedi
Rank: Assassin
Bio: Blackheart was born Francois Diyan Abraxas Talmai on Haruun Kal in 3578 BBY to a Korrunai mother and Human father. Because of the bitter hatred between the Korrunai and colonial Humans, the Talmai chose to leave Haruun Kal and settle on Coruscant.
One night, when Francous was six, his parents were killed in a botched robbery. Francois was able to avoid detection only because he unknowingly utilised his inherent Force-sensitivity to hide his presence. After the thieves left, Francois emerged from his hiding place and wept over his parent's dead bodies. He found his mother's treasure, a lightsaber she had inherited from her late Jedi father, and journeyed into the night, naively meaning to slay his parents murderers.
After many weeks of wandering the city, Francois was found by a Mandalorian bounty hunter called A'denla. At first, Francois thought A'denla meant to hurt him, thus he initially tried to kill A'denla with his lightsaber, despite being severely exhausted and malnourished. For this, A'denla christened him Jai'galaar'kar'ta and took him to Mandalore.
On Mandalore, Francois was adopted into A'denla's clan, Clan Bralor, who raised and trained the boy to be a Mandalorian for fifteen years. His new family quickly realised two things about the boy; he was uncommonly intelligent and he far preferred a lightsaber to a beskad. For this reason, they had Francois trained almost exclusively by A'denla's brother Atin, one of the few Mandalorians with skill in the use of a lightsaber.
At age 21, Francois walked in on his adoptive father beating his adoptive sister for some misdeed or other. Rushing to her aid, Francois engaged in a duel with his adoptive father than ended in his beheading. As the blood gushed on the floor, all the anger and hatred and unavenged pains that Francois had been bottling for years exploded. Literally. Roaring in insane fury, Francois unleashed thousands of volts of Force lightning, destroying his home and killing his family. As he stood in the debris of his home and the entrails of his family, Francois laughed. He realised how futile his life had been up until that point. Because now he knew that it had all been delaying his ultimate destiny, the dark side. Lightsaber in hand, Francois hijacked another craft and fled Mandalore.
Over the next few months, he would travel the galaxy, wreaking havoc for no reason other than chaos and destruction. His merciless dispatchment of women and children earned him the name Blackheart, a title he began to wear with pride.
In 3602 BBY, Blackheart attacked Mos Eisley but was met with resistance from
Lightsaber: Similar in shape and design to Kit Fisto's but does not function underwater as his does.
Color: Red (Quixoni crystal)
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho - 5
Shien / Djem So - 4
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 7
Telepathic: 3
Body: 3
Sense: 4
Protection: 7
Healing: 2
Destruction: 7
Specialized Skills: Blackheart is skilled in the use of Force lightning, push, choke and grab as well as the rare ability to manipulate air, which may be attributed to is home planet, which is home to a sea of gaseous clouds. He is also skilled in the use of Force shields but otherwise is a fairly average Force-user.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 8
Intelligence: 8
Speed: 6
Leadership: 0
Unarmed: 7
Melee Weapons: 7
Ranged Weapons: 5
Force Attunement: -4
RP Sample: {In this sample, let's assume I'm fighting a Jedi in command of a group of troops. ~ Blackheart}
The Jedi raised a gloved hand and sent another barrage of Force pushes which were dissipated by Blackheart, who then leapt into the air and shot a bolt of Sith lightning at the Jedi, knocking him out of his standing. He landed foot-first on the Jedi's chest and heard a satisfying crunch before he was flung back with a Force push. The Jedi drew an impressive yellow-bladed lightsaber and Blackheart drew his own green one. With their lightsabers and archaic battle armour, they were like two Jedi and Sith of old, almost like Revan and Malak in their cataclysmic final battle on the Star Forge.
The Jedi charged before jumping high, his blade above his head. As he came down, Blackheart caught his foe's blade on his own and twisted slightly, parrying the blow while robbing the Jedi of none of his momentum, causing him to crash to the ground, his blade sent through the air to be lost in the crowd of soldiers. He raised the lightsaber, poised to strike when the Jedi started whispering.
"I can help you. I can restore you to the light."
Blackheart laughed in derision.
"No."
He unleashed the most powerful blast of Force lightning he had ever beheld at the battered form before him. The old Jedi screamed in agony as his skin heated and fractured, cracking into dust. Blackheart grew increasingly angry and angrier still and the lightning poured from his very soul and the Jedi screamed and screamed harder still as his life was blasted from his body with the fury of a thousand desert suns. And then he was dead.
Blackheart laughed.
He blasted all the soldiers around him, obliterating them into a pile of shattered armour and flesh and singed grey matter. When he had destroyed the whole group, he walked over to the Jedi's crumbling remains and spat on them.
He was done here.
