Post by Vherox on Apr 21, 2009 16:29:10 GMT -5
Name: Vherox Black
Race: Human
Age: 22
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 160 lbs.
Appearance: Vherox is slender and muscular. He is not incredibly bulky, but well toned, and a bit stocky. His skin is lightly tanned. He has long black hair, usually kept in a ponytail. His eyes are a deep bright blue. He has a tatoo over his left eye that appears as a long black triangle above and below his eye.
(A picture of Vherox I did myself, much older of course)
Birth place: Coruscant
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Padawan
Bio:
Vherox Black was born to a wealthy couple, Serhovus and Aly Black on the world of Coruscant. Both of his parents were force sensitives, but never sided with the Jedi or Sith as a personal preference. Both of his parents were well renowned bounty hunters, but retired after the birth of Vherox.
Vherox's father was able to sense the force in him, and he began training him at the young age of three to meditate and connect himself with the force. Serhovus felt that he was not ready for any training in combat, but was more than ready to begin learning of the force. Serhovus had only focused on teaching young Vherox how to sense the force and let it flow through him. He had not taught him how to put it to any uses at this point.
By the age of four Serhovus had begun instructing Vherox how to focus the force within himself and manipulate it. He had taught Vherox simple things such as being able to lift small objects with the power of the force. He never taught him anything that he found that would be too much. He simply taught him a more in-depth view of the force, and how it could be used.
At the age of five Vherox's father decided he was old enough for the family mark. He was then tatooed over his left eye. The marking had always been an honorable event in the Black family for the children. Serhovus found it appropriate to begin teaching Vherox combat skills now. Serhovus had taught him various forms of hand to hand combat. He showed Vherox how to utilize his opponents size and speed against them. He showed Vherox points to strike that would cause the most damage or points that could temporarily incapacitate his opponent. Serhovus knew it would take many years for Vherox to fully utilize his training. Vherox had learned the basics, but was far from being anything close to advanced.
Only a month before Vherox's sixth birthday a Jedi Master had shown up to his home. He spoke with Serhovus for awhile asking for the permission to take Vherox due to the fact that he was a force sensitive. Serhovus was against it at first, and he felt that it would be more appropriate for him to teach his son himself. After long consideration, Serhovus gave in figuring that by joining the Order, Vherox would have a very prosporous life.
Vherox spent the next four years as a youngling learning the basics of the Jedi way. Due to his past few years of training, Vherox was already used to the learning process of such things and learned quite quickly.
At the age of ten Vherox was taken on as a padawan by a Jedi Knight known as Nathaniel Crowe. When Vherox was taken on as a padawan he had decided to open a letter from his father. Serhovus had given him a letter shortly before he left for the Jedi temple and was instructed to open it when he was given the title of padawan. Through out the years Vherox had always wondered about the letter. Now he was finally able to open it. After reading it he learned that his grandfather had been a member of the Jedi temple. He learned that his grandfather had been one to mix hand to hand combat with lightsaber combat. His grandfather had wanted to make it a family traditional form. He had never perfected it, and was killed before he ever had the chance. He meant for it to be passed down to Vherox's father, but Serhovus never really used a lightsaber considering he never joined the Jedi or Sith. In the letter Serhovus had told Vherox to carry his grandfather's wishes and perfect his form.
For the next five years Vherox trained under Nathaniel constantly furthering his knowledge and skill in the force and lightsaber combat. On the side when he had time Vherox would attempt training alone trying to combine his skills with a lightsaber with his skills in hand to hand combat. Learning of the multiple other forms of lightsaber combat, Vherox learned of one particular form called Trakata. Trakata utilized deception and the lightsaber's ability to turn on and off. Learning of this and looking at his own form he was working on he decided to refer to his own as his personal form of Trakata.
By age eighteen Vherox had begun to utilize hand to hand combat quite efficiently with his lightsaber skills. He had learned how to dodge and manuever around lightsaber strikes without igniting his own. He had also studied the anatomies of the human body and many other species as well, mainly focusing on nervous systems. He had become quite skilled in being able to take down an opponent without using lethal force, such as striking specific nerves to temporarily paralyze a being. This was only really useful on humanoid beings.
Vherox continued growing and learning under his master Nathaniel. However, at the age of twenty two Vherox's master had been sent out on a mission alone. Vherox had wanted to accompany his master on this, but Vherox was preparing for his Knighthood trials. A week after his master had left Vherox had learned that he had been killed by a couple Sith. He learned that his master had been decieved by who he thought were his allies and was ambushed on a political mission. Vherox's Knighthood trials had then been stalled after learning of the tragic news. It has been a month since the tragedy and Vherox has done nothing but train. He has spent countless nights alone training his personal form of Trakata, and training in the force, and other such things. He hardly ate or slept, and he hadn't been too sociable lately.
The Jedi Council has decided to not send him out on any missions at the moment due to his state of mind. At first they understood his reaction, but now they feel it has gone on too long. Vherox has slowly started to become an outcast due to his strong passion to train and strengthen himself in body and mind.
Lightsaber: Normal single blade
Color: Blue
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho - 4
Makashi - 1
Soresu - 4
Ataru - 1
Shien / Djem So - 1
>>Sub-form Backhanded
Niman - 1
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield
Juyo - 1
Double Bladed Combat
Personalized Form of Trakata - 4
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 6
Telepathic: 3
Body: 5
Sense: 6
Protection: 4
Healing: 3
Destruction: 3
Specialized Skills:
Personal Form of Trakata
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 7
Leadership: 4
Unarmed: 7
Melee Weapons: 5
Ranged Weapons: 4
Force Attunement: +6
RP Sample:
Vherox glared at the droid before him. Today was just another ordinary day of training to him. The droid started stepping towards Vherox with it's saber held up ready for an attack. The droid swung across at Vherox's chest. Vherox ducked low and lunged behind the droid. Coming up he spun around and grabbed the right wrist of the droid and moved its arm up to block the strike of the second droid that was behind him who struck down.
Vherox ignited his saber and thrusted it through the back of the droid into the chest of the second. He turned his saber off and stepped back letting droids drop to the floor. He then ignited his blue saber and whirled it behind himself to deflect a blaster shot back at a drone. Again he disabled his saber and this time put it back on his belt. The droids were just not the same. He couldn't get much training out of these droids anymore. He had them on the highest setting you could put them, but they couldn't equal up to a real life situation.
A Jedi Master entered the room and watched over Vherox for a moment. "I know it has been hard on you Vherox."
Vherox didn't move from where he stood. He hadn't really wanted to talk about this anymore. He wanted to let it go, but it was no easy task. Nathaniel was like a father to him. He had been there for twelve years of his life, and now he was gone. There was no goodbye or anything, he was just gone. Vherox would never see his old master again.
The Jedi Master walked up to Vherox and placed his hand on Vherox's shoulder. "He would have wanted you to go on and become a Knight. He would have wanted you to succeed Vherox. I doubt he wanted this life you live now for you."
"I doubt that too, but it is not like he had a choice about it. He's dead, and just before he was about to become a Master. I still have time, but his time has ended." Vherox was not going to let anger take hold of him because of this. He did have emotions towards this subject, and he always did he best to supress them.
The Master sighed. "The force works in strange ways, and I'm sure there was a reason for this being his time. It seems cruel, but it is the way of the force Vherox."
He hated hearing that. It was the way of the force. Why was the force so cruel? Why did it take the lives of those who had good intentions instead of the other way around? "I need to get back to training." He then walked away from the Jedi Master.
Race: Human
Age: 22
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 160 lbs.
Appearance: Vherox is slender and muscular. He is not incredibly bulky, but well toned, and a bit stocky. His skin is lightly tanned. He has long black hair, usually kept in a ponytail. His eyes are a deep bright blue. He has a tatoo over his left eye that appears as a long black triangle above and below his eye.
(A picture of Vherox I did myself, much older of course)
Birth place: Coruscant
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Padawan
Bio:
Vherox Black was born to a wealthy couple, Serhovus and Aly Black on the world of Coruscant. Both of his parents were force sensitives, but never sided with the Jedi or Sith as a personal preference. Both of his parents were well renowned bounty hunters, but retired after the birth of Vherox.
Vherox's father was able to sense the force in him, and he began training him at the young age of three to meditate and connect himself with the force. Serhovus felt that he was not ready for any training in combat, but was more than ready to begin learning of the force. Serhovus had only focused on teaching young Vherox how to sense the force and let it flow through him. He had not taught him how to put it to any uses at this point.
By the age of four Serhovus had begun instructing Vherox how to focus the force within himself and manipulate it. He had taught Vherox simple things such as being able to lift small objects with the power of the force. He never taught him anything that he found that would be too much. He simply taught him a more in-depth view of the force, and how it could be used.
At the age of five Vherox's father decided he was old enough for the family mark. He was then tatooed over his left eye. The marking had always been an honorable event in the Black family for the children. Serhovus found it appropriate to begin teaching Vherox combat skills now. Serhovus had taught him various forms of hand to hand combat. He showed Vherox how to utilize his opponents size and speed against them. He showed Vherox points to strike that would cause the most damage or points that could temporarily incapacitate his opponent. Serhovus knew it would take many years for Vherox to fully utilize his training. Vherox had learned the basics, but was far from being anything close to advanced.
Only a month before Vherox's sixth birthday a Jedi Master had shown up to his home. He spoke with Serhovus for awhile asking for the permission to take Vherox due to the fact that he was a force sensitive. Serhovus was against it at first, and he felt that it would be more appropriate for him to teach his son himself. After long consideration, Serhovus gave in figuring that by joining the Order, Vherox would have a very prosporous life.
Vherox spent the next four years as a youngling learning the basics of the Jedi way. Due to his past few years of training, Vherox was already used to the learning process of such things and learned quite quickly.
At the age of ten Vherox was taken on as a padawan by a Jedi Knight known as Nathaniel Crowe. When Vherox was taken on as a padawan he had decided to open a letter from his father. Serhovus had given him a letter shortly before he left for the Jedi temple and was instructed to open it when he was given the title of padawan. Through out the years Vherox had always wondered about the letter. Now he was finally able to open it. After reading it he learned that his grandfather had been a member of the Jedi temple. He learned that his grandfather had been one to mix hand to hand combat with lightsaber combat. His grandfather had wanted to make it a family traditional form. He had never perfected it, and was killed before he ever had the chance. He meant for it to be passed down to Vherox's father, but Serhovus never really used a lightsaber considering he never joined the Jedi or Sith. In the letter Serhovus had told Vherox to carry his grandfather's wishes and perfect his form.
For the next five years Vherox trained under Nathaniel constantly furthering his knowledge and skill in the force and lightsaber combat. On the side when he had time Vherox would attempt training alone trying to combine his skills with a lightsaber with his skills in hand to hand combat. Learning of the multiple other forms of lightsaber combat, Vherox learned of one particular form called Trakata. Trakata utilized deception and the lightsaber's ability to turn on and off. Learning of this and looking at his own form he was working on he decided to refer to his own as his personal form of Trakata.
By age eighteen Vherox had begun to utilize hand to hand combat quite efficiently with his lightsaber skills. He had learned how to dodge and manuever around lightsaber strikes without igniting his own. He had also studied the anatomies of the human body and many other species as well, mainly focusing on nervous systems. He had become quite skilled in being able to take down an opponent without using lethal force, such as striking specific nerves to temporarily paralyze a being. This was only really useful on humanoid beings.
Vherox continued growing and learning under his master Nathaniel. However, at the age of twenty two Vherox's master had been sent out on a mission alone. Vherox had wanted to accompany his master on this, but Vherox was preparing for his Knighthood trials. A week after his master had left Vherox had learned that he had been killed by a couple Sith. He learned that his master had been decieved by who he thought were his allies and was ambushed on a political mission. Vherox's Knighthood trials had then been stalled after learning of the tragic news. It has been a month since the tragedy and Vherox has done nothing but train. He has spent countless nights alone training his personal form of Trakata, and training in the force, and other such things. He hardly ate or slept, and he hadn't been too sociable lately.
The Jedi Council has decided to not send him out on any missions at the moment due to his state of mind. At first they understood his reaction, but now they feel it has gone on too long. Vherox has slowly started to become an outcast due to his strong passion to train and strengthen himself in body and mind.
Lightsaber: Normal single blade
Color: Blue
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho - 4
Makashi - 1
Soresu - 4
Ataru - 1
Shien / Djem So - 1
>>Sub-form Backhanded
Niman - 1
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield
Juyo - 1
Double Bladed Combat
Personalized Form of Trakata - 4
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 6
Telepathic: 3
Body: 5
Sense: 6
Protection: 4
Healing: 3
Destruction: 3
Specialized Skills:
Personal Form of Trakata
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 6
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 7
Leadership: 4
Unarmed: 7
Melee Weapons: 5
Ranged Weapons: 4
Force Attunement: +6
RP Sample:
Vherox glared at the droid before him. Today was just another ordinary day of training to him. The droid started stepping towards Vherox with it's saber held up ready for an attack. The droid swung across at Vherox's chest. Vherox ducked low and lunged behind the droid. Coming up he spun around and grabbed the right wrist of the droid and moved its arm up to block the strike of the second droid that was behind him who struck down.
Vherox ignited his saber and thrusted it through the back of the droid into the chest of the second. He turned his saber off and stepped back letting droids drop to the floor. He then ignited his blue saber and whirled it behind himself to deflect a blaster shot back at a drone. Again he disabled his saber and this time put it back on his belt. The droids were just not the same. He couldn't get much training out of these droids anymore. He had them on the highest setting you could put them, but they couldn't equal up to a real life situation.
A Jedi Master entered the room and watched over Vherox for a moment. "I know it has been hard on you Vherox."
Vherox didn't move from where he stood. He hadn't really wanted to talk about this anymore. He wanted to let it go, but it was no easy task. Nathaniel was like a father to him. He had been there for twelve years of his life, and now he was gone. There was no goodbye or anything, he was just gone. Vherox would never see his old master again.
The Jedi Master walked up to Vherox and placed his hand on Vherox's shoulder. "He would have wanted you to go on and become a Knight. He would have wanted you to succeed Vherox. I doubt he wanted this life you live now for you."
"I doubt that too, but it is not like he had a choice about it. He's dead, and just before he was about to become a Master. I still have time, but his time has ended." Vherox was not going to let anger take hold of him because of this. He did have emotions towards this subject, and he always did he best to supress them.
The Master sighed. "The force works in strange ways, and I'm sure there was a reason for this being his time. It seems cruel, but it is the way of the force Vherox."
He hated hearing that. It was the way of the force. Why was the force so cruel? Why did it take the lives of those who had good intentions instead of the other way around? "I need to get back to training." He then walked away from the Jedi Master.
