Post by Ä©ε on Aug 24, 2009 20:45:34 GMT -5
Name: Aerrik Wyland
Race: Human
Age: 37
Height: 6'2
Weight: 218 lbs.
Appearance:
As you can see in the picture, Aerrik is A black man with a curly afro-style hairdo. He has a handlebar mustache and is often angry and scowling. He has Bright Green eyes and his voice alone is enough to scare some folks in that it is very deep and hollow.
Although he is a very angry person in general, he tends to be very calm.
HE is almost always wearing his Dark Jedi Robes which are predominantly silver and black with red and gold accents.
Birth place: Dantooine
Faction: Sith Order
Rank: Initiate
Previous Faction: Dark Jedi
Previous Rank: Dark Jedi Master
Bio:
Early Life
The Dark Jedi was born Aerrik Wyland on the planet of Dantooine to parents Lev and Dora. Lev was a captain in the local militia and Dora tended the home. Aerrik spent his younger years as most, playing with friends, school and chores. Aerrik also had two younger brothers Yolen and Danek. Aerrik was a respectful child, well liked by the community.. Always willing to lend a hand and did very well in school.
From a young age it was almost certain that Aerrik would follow in his father's footsteps. His father began teaching him at the age of 8, to use a blaster and vibrosword. He progressed quickly and amazed his father and how quick he was to learn. During this time Aerrik's brother Yolen, was showing signs of being force sensitive, so their father took him to the rebuilt conclave to see if the Jedi would accept him. Unfortunately for Yolen, they saw far too much anger in him and would not accept him. The pair returned home disappointed. Yolen however would study the force on his own for years to come. He also began training with his father and Aerrik.Later on Yolen would discover a Dark Jedi Holocron in a temple near their home. This would come to not only greatly influence Yolen, but Aerrik as well.
When Aerrik was 16 he joined the militia and worked closely with his father and climbed the ranks. When he was 18 he was given leave to help his cousin Dev in a war on the other side of the planet. The war was between two rival cities over territory. Dev's family was fighting to protect their homes from a rogue group in a neighboring town. When Aerrik arrived, the mood was grim, and hope was in short supply. Within six months Aerrik ended a war that had gone on for three years. Aerrik was credited as the main reason for the war's end.
Young Adulthood
When Aerrik returned home, he was greeted with the news that his home village was now at war with a neighboring town and that his brother Yolen had quit the militia and was acting very strangely. Aerrik, his brother Danek and father all fought in this war together. It went on over two years. The militia made repeated requests to the Jedi for assistance. All requests were rejected. This fueled an early hate within Aerrik towards the Jedi. First they rejected his gifted brother, now they sit by while innocent people are slaughtered. However it wasn't until the last day of this war that Aerrik would first touch the dark side of the force.
In the morning hours during the last battle of Munda Lei, Aerrik's father was killed not more than 10 feet in front of him. Aerrik gave into a blind rage that swept across the battlefield sending his men into a blood frenzy, and caught all of his enemies off guard. Aerrik, charged head long into the enemy ranks, slaughtering them furiously. The violent and merciless savagery displayed caused even his own men to hesitate and take notice. With his father fallen, it was assumed Aerrik was the commander, following suit his army poured into the break he had created in the enemy ranks. However this created an opportunity for the enemy to surround them. Which they did, as the numbers of Aerrik's army shrunk, he felt the hate completely engulf him..
In a flash Aerrik roared and threw out his arms in an animalistic rage. He, Like before, Was in an unstoppable blood rage that sent him charging into the enemy lines with his vibro sword. He slashed and kicked ingraceful combination killing them one by one. AS the battle ended, Aerrik and his fellow soldiers realized they had killed nearly 300 soldiers in but 5 minutes.
For what seemed like an eternity the battlefield fell silent. Aerrik shocked at what he had done looked around at his men. Suddenly someone shouted "Aerrik!", then the rest of the men joined in chanting his name. However Danek stood next to Aerrik, silent. A look of concern across his face. A soldier approached Aerrik and put his hand on his shoulder. "Hail Aerrik! "The morning star!". The rest of the soldiers followed suit by shouting "The Morning Star!".
Aerrik nodded to his men, but the celebration was short lived as he rushed over to his father's body. He knelt down and lifted his father's head, removing his helmet, the small spark of hope that he was still alive was erased as he looked into his father's lifeless eyes. Danek knelt down and took his father's hand. Aerrik put his around around his younger brother. The two brothers lifted their father on their shoulders and carried him back to their base where they cleaned him up and prepared his body for burial. Aerrik and Danek returned home. Dora stood at the door waiting. When she saw only her boys she fell to her knees. Her sons rushed to comfort her.
A few days later thousands of people showed up and Lev's funeral. Dev came with his mother, to comfort the family. Lev received a hero's passing as his casket was carried around the town. Soldiers, and citizen's alike threw flowers on him as he passed to show respect and to say thank you. Hours later they made it to Lev's home, where they buried him in a plot on their modest farm.
Adulthood
Over the course of the weeks following his father's death Aerrik found himself responsible for his younger brothers as well as the men in his command, after his promotion to captain became official. His mother heartbroken still, Yolen becoming more and more distant from his family. He reached out to his mother and Yolen and tried to bring his family back together. Which he did for a time.. Yolen rejoined the militia and over time Dora began to overcome the pain she felt. Four months after his father's death, Dev once again called upon his cousin for help. The war between them and their rivals began again and Dev didn't want it to reach the levels it did before. As news traveled about Aerrik, whom many are now refering to him as "The Morning Star" because of his actions on the battlefield, Dev thought it wise to get him involved again to end it quickly.
Before he left he gave his command to his brother Denak. The men were pleased with this as Denak was well respected among the men. This however enraged Yolen as he believed since he was older, deserved the command. He abandoned his post and left the militia and wasn't seen or heard from again till months later. With the business of the militia left in Denak's capable hands, he also left the care of their mother in his hands. Dora obviously concerned having just lost her husband and one of her son's is missing and the other is going off to fight in yet another war, met Aerrik's news of leaving with anger and concern. Never the less Aerrik gave his word to Dev and he set off to join him in battle. The new war officially began and ended the first day. As marauders from the neighboring village and the soldiers under Dev's command met on the battlefield, Aerrik anxious to end this war quickly, drew upon the power that served him best in the last war. The power of hate, the power of the dark side. At the time, Aerrik knew of the force but knew nothing of it. Being a master of strategy and military tactics, Aerrik viewed his abilities as just another tool to be used to win battles. At the onset of the fighting, Aerrik withdrew himself from close quarters combat. He closed his eyes, desperately trying to see what he saw that day when his father was killed.
He peered through the veil of blackness, the fog of the force shifted from black to red. Images of his father being gunned down at point blank range and run through with swords flashed through his mind. His lips curled and his heart raced. The clouds of the darkside dissipated and he saw his battlefield, clear, crisp, focused. The force showing him his enemies. As it did before,the force sent him into a blood rage as he and his men charged viciously into the enemies front lines with only vibro-swords and mercilessly killed every single enemy until the green grass around them was saturated with red blood.
Aerrik lowered himself to the ground.. "This war is over" he shouted. In the distance Aerrik noticed three enemy soldiers who escaped the first wave trying to flee. Aerrik stood once in agian in an even greater anger that he had failed to slaughter all of them. As he bared down upon the two soldiers who had tripped and fallen to the ground, he slashed both in the jugular vein, spewing blood all over.
Dev and his men were shocked and appalled. "Aerrik stop this" Dev commanded placing his hand on Aerrik's shoulder. Aerrik let out a gasp and turned. Dev was shocked to see the look on his face and in his eyes.. Aerrik's hatred has now been directed at his own blood. Aerrik clenched his fist around Dev's throat, he gasped for breath as his face turned pale. Dev's men tried to help but were kept at bay out of fear that they too would fall victim to this...this wall of homicidal muscle. "Cousin, stop" were the only words Dev could get out. Dev fell to the ground as Aerrik came to his senses and released him. Horrified Aerrik rushed to Dev. He apologized and helped him up. Dev with a look of terror and concern on his face, nodded. "You need to learn to control yourself Shining One. Aerrik smiled liking that name much more than the Morning Star nickname his town gave him.
Aerrik surveyed the battlefield. All enemy soldiers were dead. "Burn their bodies, save these three" Aerrik ordered pointing to the three men he tortured and killed. "Deliver their bodies to your enemy. There will be no more war" Aerrik proclaimed. The soldiers looked at Dev, and he nodded. The soldiers did as instructed. Aerrik stayed another month to make sure there'd be no more attacks. Even though the leadership of the neighboring town had surrendered days after the battle.
The Force
Returning home, he was greeted by his men with grave news. Danek was attacked a week after Aerrik left by Yolen. Soldiers that were there reported that Yolen appeared during a patrol and attacked Danek. The soldiers accompanying him were paralyzed by unseen forces and unable to help. Yolen surprised them and attacked Danek with a red lightsaber. Danek was able to repel the attacks for a time, but was overwhelmed when Yolen appeared to retreat only to turn around and manipulate the foliage around Danek, forcing it to hold him, and trap him. Yolen then unleashed a lightning attack from his hands, slamming into Danak, his body convulsed. Danek slumped to the ground, smoke rising from his body. The foilage holding him in place blown off by the force of the lightning. The soldiers tell Aerrik, that Yolen, withdrew his lightsaber again and started towards them, intent on finishing them off. Before he reached them however Danek rose to his feet drew his weapon and fired at Yolen, striking him in the back. Yolen turned and unleashed a second wave of lightning, striking Danek, again sending him to the ground. The soldiers found themselves free and began to pursue Yolen. Yolen retreated swiftly. The men checked on Danek but as they approach he stood up and screamed and, an unseen force pushed the soldiers away from him. He then ran off into the woods and he hasn't been seen since.
Aerrik grasped his hair, his lips curled in anger. He pushed his men aside and walked away. One of the soldiers called out "Aerrik where are you going?". "To check on my mother" Aerrik replied coldly.
Aerrik arrived at his home expecting to find his mother happy to see him, but was instead met with anger. Dora charged out the front door and began slapping Aerrik about the face and shoulders. Aerrik stood there and took it, he knew he deserved it. His mother screamed at him, blamed him for not being there for Yolen and not being there to protect Danek. Aerrik had enough when his mother began blaming him for his father's death. Aerrik's felt a surge of anger and dark desires griped his thoughts. He was able to control it and it manifested itself into gently sliding his mother away from. She stood there shocked at what he just did. She told him to leave and never return.
The Jedi
Aerrik knew his power had grown and that he shared the same
gifts as Yolen. He realized that all this time, Yolen has been seperating himself from his family, that he was learning, training in the force. "But where did he find a master?, the Jedi rejected him" Aerrik thought to himself. Never the less he knew he'd need training as well if he was going to take vengeance on Yolen. So he planned to go before the Jedi council and seek to be trained. He knew now what he didn't know when his father took Yolen to the council to be trained. They could see through him. He must control and hide every emotion he has.. He must not show his fear, his anger or his hatred. With this in mind he attempted to hide his emotions and went seeking the Jedi. Aerrik blamed the Jedi for Yolen's fall and his attack on Danek. If they had taken Yolen they may have steered him towards a different path. Now he would have his revenge on the Jedi by using the Jedi as a tool for his ultimate vengeance against Yolen.
Several days later Aerrik arrived at the Jedi council. A page of the council greeted him. "The council has been waiting for you Aerrik". Aerrik smiled but wasn't shocked for he knew the powers of the Jedi, what he didn't know is if his hidden emotions and agenda would be seen through the dark veil. He did his best to hide those worries as well.
By believing that what he did was an act of good and that ridding the galaxy of Yolen would be a favor, he thought he could hide his inner hatred.
Aerrik stood before the council.. There were three masters. Master Dinhur, Master Golin, and Master Ton'lo. Each master observed him silently. Aerrik stood there, feeling them prying into his mind, prodding and searching. Aerrik calmed the anger he felt building up within him at what he considered to be an arrogant invasion. "Very powerful you are" Dinhur replied. "He's hiding something" Golin remarked. "He has an extreme control of his emotions though" Ton'lo pointed out. "You feel us inside your mind, inside your heart, judging you from within don't you?" Dinhur asked. Aerrik nodded. "It angered you that we were there looking into you" Ton'lo remarked. "Which is a normal and natural reaction, but you resisted that anger quickly, very good" Ton'lo added. Aerrik again stood there, stoic. "That's all very well and good masters, but what are you hiding young man?" Golin said in his normal brash manner. "I hide nothing master" Aerrik replied.. Again Aerrik felt them look into him, he kept the force flowing serenely. Golin, nodded "Yes very good, I feel goodness from you".
For several hours the masters questioned Aerrik on many matters in particular his family, of which they knew. He told them that his brother's were dead and his mother had disowned him.
"Aerrik, we regret to inform you that you will not be accepted into our ranks. Firstly because you are much too old, and secondly, we sense a deep supressed hatred from within you." Said Dinhur regretfully. "Bu-" Aerrik storming out of the building angrily before the master could speak once more.
Aerrik finally no more sendsed a need to supress his anger, and wanted to use this in his favor. After leaving the temple he found the nearest landing pad and hijacked the pilot as a cargo ship left the surface. As they were in the air, Aerrik revealed himself and hit the pilot in the back of the skull with the butt of his gun, killing him instantly.
Though Aerrik was no master pilot, he did know how to effectively use them and safely made his way to the system of Hoth where he was forced to make a crash landing. Fortunately, he had hijacked a cargo ship so there were plenty of supplies to keep him alive for long enough to find help.
After a few days, he woke to the sound of loud clanking upon which he sprang to his feet, pistol in hand to investigate the disturbance. As he exited the wreckage of the ship he saw only a figure cloaked in black cascaded against a bright sun. The dark figure extended his hand and instantly all the different parts of the blaster fell apart. Aerrik was shocked, obviously combat could not resolve the situation.
"Wh-...Who are you" He said with a studder both from the cold and the fear."
"It doesnt matter right now, I came here because your pressance has become a...a beacon of source. There is much dark energy still trapped within your soul and if you want the ability to release this hidden pocket of energy, than you will follow. If not, you can stay here and die in the cold."
Aerrik, still confused, simply nodded and followed the man on foot for about 20 miles on foot until they finally reached an impressive and large stone structure. As they stepped inside, Aerrik suddenly felt the warmth as a great relief. The man revealed his face for the first time by removing his hood. His face, was chiseled and his hair was short and grey. He had many scars and told Aerrik his name was Jor'can For'ellum and began to reveal that he was A dark Jedi Master, a former Jedi who left the order. He told Aerrik of the true capabilities of the dark side. Before he could even finish speaking, Aerrik pledged alleigance to his master in return for the knowledge of the dark side.
As an official Dark Jedi, Aerrik was first taught the basic components of the force, both the philosophy and the abbilities. At first these seemed to confuse Aerrik but when he did , he mastered them quite quickly.
Aerrik was then sent to build his first light saber, Jor'can told him nothing of how to do it, he simply told Aerrik to build himself a light saber and come back within 3 days or he would be abandoned as an apprentice. Though he did not know where to start, he relied only on instinct and figured that he would need a few basic components suh as a crystal and a power source of some kind, as well as a focuser. Though it was difficult, Aerrik did manage to build a light saber for himself after relying on a few books he found within the makeshift temple.
For the next 10 years Aerrik Stayed with his new master, learning and then quickly mastering almost everything he was taught, he excelled in both the force and his skills with a lightsaber.
Finally one day, Jor'can became very ill and got to the point where he could barely even stand. While he was sleeping one night, Aerrik stabbed him and killed him as he recited his masters own words "The weak shall perish."
Final Revenge
Aerrik meditated for days on what had transpired. He understood and came to grips with what he had become. He knows he can never face Danek again or see his mother ever again. Not only that but he knew he would be hunted by the Jedi and the Republic relentlessly. Aerrik did not care about death, as long as he saw Yolen die, that is all that matters.
Aerrik searched Dantooine for Yolen. Months went by, he was becoming frustrated. Having killed five additional Jedi that were hunting him has not quenched his thirst for revenge. With each moment he was falling more and more to the dark side.. He felt it and he embraced it.
Upon entering the cave he was attacked by several droids. He dispatched them easily, and recognized the workmanship as being Yolen's. He reached out with the force searching for him. "He's here" Aerrik whispered to himself, but he felt something else too, something familiar. Aerrik moved slowly threw the passage ways, dispatching droids along the way. He came upon a champer door that was locked from the inside. Aerrik once again reached out with the force and saw the door from the other side, removed the large piece of wood that was sealing the door. As it open a bright light pierced Aerrik's eyes. Stepping through he saw Yolen kneeling in front of a small object that looked like a Pyramid. "I've been waiting for you brother" Yolen said softly. "At last I can complete my training and become a Dark Jedi". "Only thing you will become this day wretch is destroyed" Aerrik said confidently. Yolen laughed and stood, turned and faced Aerrik. "You cannot defeat me brother. I have been given a great gift by ancient masters" Yolen said. "What you see before you is a Dark Jedi Holocron.. A chronicle of teachings, passed down from generations of Dark Jedi Lords. I have been studying it for years behind your back, more intensly after the Jedi rejected me". Aerrik brussled slightly with hate towards the Jedi.
Aerrik drew his lightsaber and ignited it. "Enough, I've waited a long time for revenge Yolen.. It's Time to Die" Aerrik said in a saddened tone. "Wait brother, join me.. Become my apprentice and learn what I have learned". Yolen suggested. "You've hidden yourself away for a long time Yolen, I have become more powerful than even you" Aerrik said laughing. Yolen crossed his arms, and grinned slightly. "Well, as my trial to become a Dark Jedi, I must defeat my greatest enemy either through blood or pact. I thought that was Danek as he has always been my biggest rival growing up, but clearly I was wrong" Yolen explained. "Since the holocron insists I am not ready to become a Dark Jedi I can only assume that you are my greatest enemy" Yolen said smiling. "How did you determine this?" Aerrik said in smug tones. Yolen laughed. "I'm so happy you asked that... Apprentice, show yourself" Yolen ordered.
Aerrik's heart dropped as Danek emmerged from the shadows. "Danek, what's going on, what happened? Why are you here!?" Aerrik said, concerned at first, then angry. "You see brother, Yolen only attacked me to see if I was worthy of becoming his apprentice. That is why he left me alive. I chased him for weeks, he said it was my trial. When I found him, I was going to kill him, until he showed me the holocron and the ultimate power he promised to share with me." Danek explained. Aerrik shook his head.. "No he's lying to you, he will use you. He's never been a good person you know this!" Aerrik shouted. Danek smiled. "This coming from "The Mourning Star", how could the man who slain so many Jedi be this weak?". Danek questioned mockingly.
"Danek....Kill him" Yolen ordered. Danek ignited his lightsaber. Aerrik raised his in a defensive manner. The two dueled for what seemed like hours, Saraogth never attempting a single offensive manuever. Danek frustrated tried choking Aerrik, but to no avail, the force flowing over Aerrik, was inpenetratable by someone as inexperienced as Danek. "Stop this Danek, you must realize you cannot kill me. Leave this place and go back to mother, she needs you." Aerrik pleaded, the red cloud of the darkside once again being replaced by the white, his flesh shimmering as the light pour from every pour of his body. Danek confused took a step back. "I've heard about this Mourning Star, you will not lull me as you did the Jedi" Denak said calming himself. Aerrik remained silent, concentrating letting the force flow out and into Danek. Their minds linked. "Danek, my brother, I love you, our mother loves you, you are her last hope, go to her. Please my brother, this is the last ounce of goodness, of love I have in me. Please go." Aerrik said to Danek through their link. Yolen stood confused and tried to use the force to enter their minds but Aerrik shrouded everything.
Danek fell to his knees, turning off his lightsaber. "What have I done? I've killed innocent people, I've abandon my mother." Danek said saddened. "Go home brother, leave this place, do not let our mother and father's hope's die here in these ruins". Aerrik said pleading. Yolen, ignited his lightsaber and charged Danek. "You are weak!" Yolen shouted.. Aerrik quickly blocked Yolen's attack, protecting his brother from harm. Using the force, Aerrik grabbed Danek and threw him out the door, shutting them behind him and sealing it off. Danek pounded on the door but it was no use.. "Go now, take care of mother.. Tell her I love her.. Never look for me, for either way at the end of this day, I am lost." Aerrik explained. Danek began crying, knowing that he would never see Aerrik again, and if he did, it wouldn't be anyone resembling his brother. "I will never use these powers again" Danek promised as he left the ruins.
Aerrik glared at Yolen. "You will suffer ultimately for what you have done. I was prepared to kill you quickly but you tried to corrupt our brother. Now I will enjoy twisting you into maddness.. You will beg me for death". Aerrik said with all the hatred in his heart. The two stood there, their lightsabers crossed, Yolen struck with fear at his brother's threat. The hate never flowed through Aerrik so freely as in this moment. Yolen tried to defend himself as Aerrik toyed with him. After the next lightsaber exchange Aerrik stepped back and turned off his lightsaber and smiled. Yolen thought it an opening and hurled lighting from his hands at Aerrik, the piercing yellowish red glow now beaming off Aerrik, absorbing the energy entirely. "Impossible, I though I would defeat you!" Yolen screamed. "My power is beyong your pathetic skills Yolen. Now witness the true power of the dark side!" Aerrik boasted. The light from his body burning brighter than any sun. Yolen glimpsed only for a moment, but his eyes desintergrated in their sockets. He fell to his knees writhing in pain.
Aerrik shut his eyes, the dark side so clear, his destiny in front of him. The hate force intensified and Yolen's clothes began to burn off him. He fumbled around the floor trying to feel for a place to escape the light but it was no use. As his clothes burnt nearly completely, Yolen's skin began to boil and bubble. Yolen falling into shock was rewakened by Aerrik through the force. "Oh no my brother, you will feel every bit of this." Aerrik said gleefully, enjoying enacting his revenge. "Please, Aerrik.. stop. please let me die". Yolen pleaded. Aerrik's laugh echoed through out the chamber, through the door and down the passage ways, filling the ruins. Just as Yolen's body was starting to shut down, the room fell dark, the heat immediately gone from the room. "No my brother, it will not be that easy for you". Aerrik said stretching out his arm, forming his fingers as if grasping something. Using the force he lifted Yolen's burnt body off the ground, sending a flow of life into him to awaken him further. Gazing into Yolen's body, the forced showed Yolen's skeleton glowing red through his skin. In an instant Aerrik clenched his fist, shattering every bone Yolen's body, save his skull, so that Aerrik could see his expressions as he was torturing him. Yolen couldn't scream, but his pain was evident on his face as his bones snapped, his body being contorted, his crisp burnt skin splitting open as Aerrik manipulated his limbs. Aerrik released him and he fellt to the ground, a puddle of a being.
A Dark Jedi Born
Aerrik moved his attention to the many scrolls and books. He scanned over a Story about a dark jedi and his master from long ago . "Indeed you are powerful my son". The master said in a raspy voice. Aerrik read on paying careful attention to the Dark Jedi intently, absorbing every word as if they were made soully for his ears. "It was you we wanted Jay'kari. We knew you had the dark gift and as we had forseen so many generations ago, you would find your way here and carry on the legacy". The Dark Jedi explained further. "You are now one of us..Jay'Kari. A Dark Jedi." Aerrik nodded... "Here you will stay and learn our history and traditions.. When you leave these ruins, you will be the first Lord of the ancient line in a millenia. Pass on what you have learned to those worthy, and destroy those Dark Jedi that are not, for you are the Dark Jedi, within the Dark Jedi." said the vision. "It will be done my master, the Republic, and The Jedi, all of them!. Will suffer endlessly." Jay'Kari promised. "Excellent Jay'Kari." The master said, clearly a smile striking his face. With that, the story ended.
Aerrik once again, directed his attention to Yolen. Holding out his hand, using the force to pull his fallen brother's lightsaber to him. Grasping the curved hilt he ignites it. The red beam shined brilliantly. Across the room, Danek's lightsaber lay, soaring across the room it to found Aerriks hand. He ignited it as well, flourished them both. He turned them both off and returned them to his belt.
Over the course of the next year Aerrik remained in the ruins, studying from the ancient texts, and torturing Yolen. Over and over Yolen suffered, being broken entirely by the force, and then painfully reassembled only to be broken again. These acts coupled with the presence of the texts created a dark side nexus. Aerrik knew he must leave and begin his new journey into the darkness before the Jedi sense the power of the nexus and come for him. Before he leaves, he rebuilds Yolen one last time, and then annihilates him.. His body completely destroyed. He takes the holocron with him, knowing the Jedi will tear the ruins appart looking for the source of the dark side energy. He would not let such an important Dark Jedi artifact fall into the Jedi hands. The last thing he does before he leaves Dantooine, is finds a new home for the holocron, deep within the earth where the Jedi cannot sense it's presence.
Lightsaber:
Color: Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho-5
Makashi-1
Soresu-1
Ataru-0
Shien / Djem So-2
Niman-5
Juyo-0
Double Bladed Combat-1
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 7
Telepathic: 5
Body: 3
Sense: 6
Protection: 3
Healing: 1
Destruction: 7
Specialized Skills:
Force Crush
Force Repulse
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 4
Leadership: 7
Unarmed: 3
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 7
Force Attunement: -4
RP Sample:
As Aerrik finished his studying for the evening, the door just slightly cracked as to allow a bit of light in, he stood and whiped the dust off his robes from sitting on the floor. The whole structure must've been hundreds of years old and there was no evidence that anyone had been there for a long time.
He took a deep breath and with just a mere thought, slammed the stone door shut. Now there was no light, none at all. Aerrik glanced over at where Yolen was, though a normal human wouldn't have been able to see anything, Aerrik could see basic shapes and shadows, but nothing more, due to his force training.
He could feel Yolen's slowed breathing and heart rate as he slipped in and out of consciousness as if it were his own. He had aquired this, 'heightened level of awareness' if you will back when he studied under his old master and it had only been amplified by his study of the many volumes stashed in the cave-structure.
He approached what had been a man just a few days prior, Yolen, and grasped him on the throat, lifting him up into the air and pinning him against the wall. Lack of food, water and periodically getting attacked by Aerrik had turned the lean(but muscular) and handsome man into a disfigured mess of a human being.
As he was lifted, he began to crack his eyes as he returned to consciousness. Aerrik drew back his fist and repeatedly punched him in the jaw, each time his fist would smack the back of his skull against the hard stone wall. yolen tried, but couldn't scream. He could only barely breathe and any attempt at making vocal noises just came out as a muffled hiss like noise that didn't even sound human.
Aerrik threw him to the floor with a thud and stomped on the back of his head, grinding his teeth down into a fine powder. suddenly, Aerrik heard a noise from outside the structure, footsteps and whispers. His attention shifted from Yolen to the intruders from outside and as he reached for his lightsaber, he made his way towards the door....
"That is all for now you pathetic scum..." he said as Yolen screamed in a muffled voice.
Race: Human
Age: 37
Height: 6'2
Weight: 218 lbs.
Appearance:
As you can see in the picture, Aerrik is A black man with a curly afro-style hairdo. He has a handlebar mustache and is often angry and scowling. He has Bright Green eyes and his voice alone is enough to scare some folks in that it is very deep and hollow.
Although he is a very angry person in general, he tends to be very calm.
HE is almost always wearing his Dark Jedi Robes which are predominantly silver and black with red and gold accents.
Birth place: Dantooine
Faction: Sith Order
Rank: Initiate
Previous Faction: Dark Jedi
Previous Rank: Dark Jedi Master
Bio:
Early Life
The Dark Jedi was born Aerrik Wyland on the planet of Dantooine to parents Lev and Dora. Lev was a captain in the local militia and Dora tended the home. Aerrik spent his younger years as most, playing with friends, school and chores. Aerrik also had two younger brothers Yolen and Danek. Aerrik was a respectful child, well liked by the community.. Always willing to lend a hand and did very well in school.
From a young age it was almost certain that Aerrik would follow in his father's footsteps. His father began teaching him at the age of 8, to use a blaster and vibrosword. He progressed quickly and amazed his father and how quick he was to learn. During this time Aerrik's brother Yolen, was showing signs of being force sensitive, so their father took him to the rebuilt conclave to see if the Jedi would accept him. Unfortunately for Yolen, they saw far too much anger in him and would not accept him. The pair returned home disappointed. Yolen however would study the force on his own for years to come. He also began training with his father and Aerrik.Later on Yolen would discover a Dark Jedi Holocron in a temple near their home. This would come to not only greatly influence Yolen, but Aerrik as well.
When Aerrik was 16 he joined the militia and worked closely with his father and climbed the ranks. When he was 18 he was given leave to help his cousin Dev in a war on the other side of the planet. The war was between two rival cities over territory. Dev's family was fighting to protect their homes from a rogue group in a neighboring town. When Aerrik arrived, the mood was grim, and hope was in short supply. Within six months Aerrik ended a war that had gone on for three years. Aerrik was credited as the main reason for the war's end.
Young Adulthood
When Aerrik returned home, he was greeted with the news that his home village was now at war with a neighboring town and that his brother Yolen had quit the militia and was acting very strangely. Aerrik, his brother Danek and father all fought in this war together. It went on over two years. The militia made repeated requests to the Jedi for assistance. All requests were rejected. This fueled an early hate within Aerrik towards the Jedi. First they rejected his gifted brother, now they sit by while innocent people are slaughtered. However it wasn't until the last day of this war that Aerrik would first touch the dark side of the force.
In the morning hours during the last battle of Munda Lei, Aerrik's father was killed not more than 10 feet in front of him. Aerrik gave into a blind rage that swept across the battlefield sending his men into a blood frenzy, and caught all of his enemies off guard. Aerrik, charged head long into the enemy ranks, slaughtering them furiously. The violent and merciless savagery displayed caused even his own men to hesitate and take notice. With his father fallen, it was assumed Aerrik was the commander, following suit his army poured into the break he had created in the enemy ranks. However this created an opportunity for the enemy to surround them. Which they did, as the numbers of Aerrik's army shrunk, he felt the hate completely engulf him..
In a flash Aerrik roared and threw out his arms in an animalistic rage. He, Like before, Was in an unstoppable blood rage that sent him charging into the enemy lines with his vibro sword. He slashed and kicked ingraceful combination killing them one by one. AS the battle ended, Aerrik and his fellow soldiers realized they had killed nearly 300 soldiers in but 5 minutes.
For what seemed like an eternity the battlefield fell silent. Aerrik shocked at what he had done looked around at his men. Suddenly someone shouted "Aerrik!", then the rest of the men joined in chanting his name. However Danek stood next to Aerrik, silent. A look of concern across his face. A soldier approached Aerrik and put his hand on his shoulder. "Hail Aerrik! "The morning star!". The rest of the soldiers followed suit by shouting "The Morning Star!".
Aerrik nodded to his men, but the celebration was short lived as he rushed over to his father's body. He knelt down and lifted his father's head, removing his helmet, the small spark of hope that he was still alive was erased as he looked into his father's lifeless eyes. Danek knelt down and took his father's hand. Aerrik put his around around his younger brother. The two brothers lifted their father on their shoulders and carried him back to their base where they cleaned him up and prepared his body for burial. Aerrik and Danek returned home. Dora stood at the door waiting. When she saw only her boys she fell to her knees. Her sons rushed to comfort her.
A few days later thousands of people showed up and Lev's funeral. Dev came with his mother, to comfort the family. Lev received a hero's passing as his casket was carried around the town. Soldiers, and citizen's alike threw flowers on him as he passed to show respect and to say thank you. Hours later they made it to Lev's home, where they buried him in a plot on their modest farm.
Adulthood
Over the course of the weeks following his father's death Aerrik found himself responsible for his younger brothers as well as the men in his command, after his promotion to captain became official. His mother heartbroken still, Yolen becoming more and more distant from his family. He reached out to his mother and Yolen and tried to bring his family back together. Which he did for a time.. Yolen rejoined the militia and over time Dora began to overcome the pain she felt. Four months after his father's death, Dev once again called upon his cousin for help. The war between them and their rivals began again and Dev didn't want it to reach the levels it did before. As news traveled about Aerrik, whom many are now refering to him as "The Morning Star" because of his actions on the battlefield, Dev thought it wise to get him involved again to end it quickly.
Before he left he gave his command to his brother Denak. The men were pleased with this as Denak was well respected among the men. This however enraged Yolen as he believed since he was older, deserved the command. He abandoned his post and left the militia and wasn't seen or heard from again till months later. With the business of the militia left in Denak's capable hands, he also left the care of their mother in his hands. Dora obviously concerned having just lost her husband and one of her son's is missing and the other is going off to fight in yet another war, met Aerrik's news of leaving with anger and concern. Never the less Aerrik gave his word to Dev and he set off to join him in battle. The new war officially began and ended the first day. As marauders from the neighboring village and the soldiers under Dev's command met on the battlefield, Aerrik anxious to end this war quickly, drew upon the power that served him best in the last war. The power of hate, the power of the dark side. At the time, Aerrik knew of the force but knew nothing of it. Being a master of strategy and military tactics, Aerrik viewed his abilities as just another tool to be used to win battles. At the onset of the fighting, Aerrik withdrew himself from close quarters combat. He closed his eyes, desperately trying to see what he saw that day when his father was killed.
He peered through the veil of blackness, the fog of the force shifted from black to red. Images of his father being gunned down at point blank range and run through with swords flashed through his mind. His lips curled and his heart raced. The clouds of the darkside dissipated and he saw his battlefield, clear, crisp, focused. The force showing him his enemies. As it did before,the force sent him into a blood rage as he and his men charged viciously into the enemies front lines with only vibro-swords and mercilessly killed every single enemy until the green grass around them was saturated with red blood.
Aerrik lowered himself to the ground.. "This war is over" he shouted. In the distance Aerrik noticed three enemy soldiers who escaped the first wave trying to flee. Aerrik stood once in agian in an even greater anger that he had failed to slaughter all of them. As he bared down upon the two soldiers who had tripped and fallen to the ground, he slashed both in the jugular vein, spewing blood all over.
Dev and his men were shocked and appalled. "Aerrik stop this" Dev commanded placing his hand on Aerrik's shoulder. Aerrik let out a gasp and turned. Dev was shocked to see the look on his face and in his eyes.. Aerrik's hatred has now been directed at his own blood. Aerrik clenched his fist around Dev's throat, he gasped for breath as his face turned pale. Dev's men tried to help but were kept at bay out of fear that they too would fall victim to this...this wall of homicidal muscle. "Cousin, stop" were the only words Dev could get out. Dev fell to the ground as Aerrik came to his senses and released him. Horrified Aerrik rushed to Dev. He apologized and helped him up. Dev with a look of terror and concern on his face, nodded. "You need to learn to control yourself Shining One. Aerrik smiled liking that name much more than the Morning Star nickname his town gave him.
Aerrik surveyed the battlefield. All enemy soldiers were dead. "Burn their bodies, save these three" Aerrik ordered pointing to the three men he tortured and killed. "Deliver their bodies to your enemy. There will be no more war" Aerrik proclaimed. The soldiers looked at Dev, and he nodded. The soldiers did as instructed. Aerrik stayed another month to make sure there'd be no more attacks. Even though the leadership of the neighboring town had surrendered days after the battle.
The Force
Returning home, he was greeted by his men with grave news. Danek was attacked a week after Aerrik left by Yolen. Soldiers that were there reported that Yolen appeared during a patrol and attacked Danek. The soldiers accompanying him were paralyzed by unseen forces and unable to help. Yolen surprised them and attacked Danek with a red lightsaber. Danek was able to repel the attacks for a time, but was overwhelmed when Yolen appeared to retreat only to turn around and manipulate the foliage around Danek, forcing it to hold him, and trap him. Yolen then unleashed a lightning attack from his hands, slamming into Danak, his body convulsed. Danek slumped to the ground, smoke rising from his body. The foilage holding him in place blown off by the force of the lightning. The soldiers tell Aerrik, that Yolen, withdrew his lightsaber again and started towards them, intent on finishing them off. Before he reached them however Danek rose to his feet drew his weapon and fired at Yolen, striking him in the back. Yolen turned and unleashed a second wave of lightning, striking Danek, again sending him to the ground. The soldiers found themselves free and began to pursue Yolen. Yolen retreated swiftly. The men checked on Danek but as they approach he stood up and screamed and, an unseen force pushed the soldiers away from him. He then ran off into the woods and he hasn't been seen since.
Aerrik grasped his hair, his lips curled in anger. He pushed his men aside and walked away. One of the soldiers called out "Aerrik where are you going?". "To check on my mother" Aerrik replied coldly.
Aerrik arrived at his home expecting to find his mother happy to see him, but was instead met with anger. Dora charged out the front door and began slapping Aerrik about the face and shoulders. Aerrik stood there and took it, he knew he deserved it. His mother screamed at him, blamed him for not being there for Yolen and not being there to protect Danek. Aerrik had enough when his mother began blaming him for his father's death. Aerrik's felt a surge of anger and dark desires griped his thoughts. He was able to control it and it manifested itself into gently sliding his mother away from. She stood there shocked at what he just did. She told him to leave and never return.
The Jedi
Aerrik knew his power had grown and that he shared the same
gifts as Yolen. He realized that all this time, Yolen has been seperating himself from his family, that he was learning, training in the force. "But where did he find a master?, the Jedi rejected him" Aerrik thought to himself. Never the less he knew he'd need training as well if he was going to take vengeance on Yolen. So he planned to go before the Jedi council and seek to be trained. He knew now what he didn't know when his father took Yolen to the council to be trained. They could see through him. He must control and hide every emotion he has.. He must not show his fear, his anger or his hatred. With this in mind he attempted to hide his emotions and went seeking the Jedi. Aerrik blamed the Jedi for Yolen's fall and his attack on Danek. If they had taken Yolen they may have steered him towards a different path. Now he would have his revenge on the Jedi by using the Jedi as a tool for his ultimate vengeance against Yolen.
Several days later Aerrik arrived at the Jedi council. A page of the council greeted him. "The council has been waiting for you Aerrik". Aerrik smiled but wasn't shocked for he knew the powers of the Jedi, what he didn't know is if his hidden emotions and agenda would be seen through the dark veil. He did his best to hide those worries as well.
By believing that what he did was an act of good and that ridding the galaxy of Yolen would be a favor, he thought he could hide his inner hatred.
Aerrik stood before the council.. There were three masters. Master Dinhur, Master Golin, and Master Ton'lo. Each master observed him silently. Aerrik stood there, feeling them prying into his mind, prodding and searching. Aerrik calmed the anger he felt building up within him at what he considered to be an arrogant invasion. "Very powerful you are" Dinhur replied. "He's hiding something" Golin remarked. "He has an extreme control of his emotions though" Ton'lo pointed out. "You feel us inside your mind, inside your heart, judging you from within don't you?" Dinhur asked. Aerrik nodded. "It angered you that we were there looking into you" Ton'lo remarked. "Which is a normal and natural reaction, but you resisted that anger quickly, very good" Ton'lo added. Aerrik again stood there, stoic. "That's all very well and good masters, but what are you hiding young man?" Golin said in his normal brash manner. "I hide nothing master" Aerrik replied.. Again Aerrik felt them look into him, he kept the force flowing serenely. Golin, nodded "Yes very good, I feel goodness from you".
For several hours the masters questioned Aerrik on many matters in particular his family, of which they knew. He told them that his brother's were dead and his mother had disowned him.
"Aerrik, we regret to inform you that you will not be accepted into our ranks. Firstly because you are much too old, and secondly, we sense a deep supressed hatred from within you." Said Dinhur regretfully. "Bu-" Aerrik storming out of the building angrily before the master could speak once more.
Aerrik finally no more sendsed a need to supress his anger, and wanted to use this in his favor. After leaving the temple he found the nearest landing pad and hijacked the pilot as a cargo ship left the surface. As they were in the air, Aerrik revealed himself and hit the pilot in the back of the skull with the butt of his gun, killing him instantly.
Though Aerrik was no master pilot, he did know how to effectively use them and safely made his way to the system of Hoth where he was forced to make a crash landing. Fortunately, he had hijacked a cargo ship so there were plenty of supplies to keep him alive for long enough to find help.
After a few days, he woke to the sound of loud clanking upon which he sprang to his feet, pistol in hand to investigate the disturbance. As he exited the wreckage of the ship he saw only a figure cloaked in black cascaded against a bright sun. The dark figure extended his hand and instantly all the different parts of the blaster fell apart. Aerrik was shocked, obviously combat could not resolve the situation.
"Wh-...Who are you" He said with a studder both from the cold and the fear."
"It doesnt matter right now, I came here because your pressance has become a...a beacon of source. There is much dark energy still trapped within your soul and if you want the ability to release this hidden pocket of energy, than you will follow. If not, you can stay here and die in the cold."
Aerrik, still confused, simply nodded and followed the man on foot for about 20 miles on foot until they finally reached an impressive and large stone structure. As they stepped inside, Aerrik suddenly felt the warmth as a great relief. The man revealed his face for the first time by removing his hood. His face, was chiseled and his hair was short and grey. He had many scars and told Aerrik his name was Jor'can For'ellum and began to reveal that he was A dark Jedi Master, a former Jedi who left the order. He told Aerrik of the true capabilities of the dark side. Before he could even finish speaking, Aerrik pledged alleigance to his master in return for the knowledge of the dark side.
As an official Dark Jedi, Aerrik was first taught the basic components of the force, both the philosophy and the abbilities. At first these seemed to confuse Aerrik but when he did , he mastered them quite quickly.
Aerrik was then sent to build his first light saber, Jor'can told him nothing of how to do it, he simply told Aerrik to build himself a light saber and come back within 3 days or he would be abandoned as an apprentice. Though he did not know where to start, he relied only on instinct and figured that he would need a few basic components suh as a crystal and a power source of some kind, as well as a focuser. Though it was difficult, Aerrik did manage to build a light saber for himself after relying on a few books he found within the makeshift temple.
For the next 10 years Aerrik Stayed with his new master, learning and then quickly mastering almost everything he was taught, he excelled in both the force and his skills with a lightsaber.
Finally one day, Jor'can became very ill and got to the point where he could barely even stand. While he was sleeping one night, Aerrik stabbed him and killed him as he recited his masters own words "The weak shall perish."
Final Revenge
Aerrik meditated for days on what had transpired. He understood and came to grips with what he had become. He knows he can never face Danek again or see his mother ever again. Not only that but he knew he would be hunted by the Jedi and the Republic relentlessly. Aerrik did not care about death, as long as he saw Yolen die, that is all that matters.
Aerrik searched Dantooine for Yolen. Months went by, he was becoming frustrated. Having killed five additional Jedi that were hunting him has not quenched his thirst for revenge. With each moment he was falling more and more to the dark side.. He felt it and he embraced it.
Upon entering the cave he was attacked by several droids. He dispatched them easily, and recognized the workmanship as being Yolen's. He reached out with the force searching for him. "He's here" Aerrik whispered to himself, but he felt something else too, something familiar. Aerrik moved slowly threw the passage ways, dispatching droids along the way. He came upon a champer door that was locked from the inside. Aerrik once again reached out with the force and saw the door from the other side, removed the large piece of wood that was sealing the door. As it open a bright light pierced Aerrik's eyes. Stepping through he saw Yolen kneeling in front of a small object that looked like a Pyramid. "I've been waiting for you brother" Yolen said softly. "At last I can complete my training and become a Dark Jedi". "Only thing you will become this day wretch is destroyed" Aerrik said confidently. Yolen laughed and stood, turned and faced Aerrik. "You cannot defeat me brother. I have been given a great gift by ancient masters" Yolen said. "What you see before you is a Dark Jedi Holocron.. A chronicle of teachings, passed down from generations of Dark Jedi Lords. I have been studying it for years behind your back, more intensly after the Jedi rejected me". Aerrik brussled slightly with hate towards the Jedi.
Aerrik drew his lightsaber and ignited it. "Enough, I've waited a long time for revenge Yolen.. It's Time to Die" Aerrik said in a saddened tone. "Wait brother, join me.. Become my apprentice and learn what I have learned". Yolen suggested. "You've hidden yourself away for a long time Yolen, I have become more powerful than even you" Aerrik said laughing. Yolen crossed his arms, and grinned slightly. "Well, as my trial to become a Dark Jedi, I must defeat my greatest enemy either through blood or pact. I thought that was Danek as he has always been my biggest rival growing up, but clearly I was wrong" Yolen explained. "Since the holocron insists I am not ready to become a Dark Jedi I can only assume that you are my greatest enemy" Yolen said smiling. "How did you determine this?" Aerrik said in smug tones. Yolen laughed. "I'm so happy you asked that... Apprentice, show yourself" Yolen ordered.
Aerrik's heart dropped as Danek emmerged from the shadows. "Danek, what's going on, what happened? Why are you here!?" Aerrik said, concerned at first, then angry. "You see brother, Yolen only attacked me to see if I was worthy of becoming his apprentice. That is why he left me alive. I chased him for weeks, he said it was my trial. When I found him, I was going to kill him, until he showed me the holocron and the ultimate power he promised to share with me." Danek explained. Aerrik shook his head.. "No he's lying to you, he will use you. He's never been a good person you know this!" Aerrik shouted. Danek smiled. "This coming from "The Mourning Star", how could the man who slain so many Jedi be this weak?". Danek questioned mockingly.
"Danek....Kill him" Yolen ordered. Danek ignited his lightsaber. Aerrik raised his in a defensive manner. The two dueled for what seemed like hours, Saraogth never attempting a single offensive manuever. Danek frustrated tried choking Aerrik, but to no avail, the force flowing over Aerrik, was inpenetratable by someone as inexperienced as Danek. "Stop this Danek, you must realize you cannot kill me. Leave this place and go back to mother, she needs you." Aerrik pleaded, the red cloud of the darkside once again being replaced by the white, his flesh shimmering as the light pour from every pour of his body. Danek confused took a step back. "I've heard about this Mourning Star, you will not lull me as you did the Jedi" Denak said calming himself. Aerrik remained silent, concentrating letting the force flow out and into Danek. Their minds linked. "Danek, my brother, I love you, our mother loves you, you are her last hope, go to her. Please my brother, this is the last ounce of goodness, of love I have in me. Please go." Aerrik said to Danek through their link. Yolen stood confused and tried to use the force to enter their minds but Aerrik shrouded everything.
Danek fell to his knees, turning off his lightsaber. "What have I done? I've killed innocent people, I've abandon my mother." Danek said saddened. "Go home brother, leave this place, do not let our mother and father's hope's die here in these ruins". Aerrik said pleading. Yolen, ignited his lightsaber and charged Danek. "You are weak!" Yolen shouted.. Aerrik quickly blocked Yolen's attack, protecting his brother from harm. Using the force, Aerrik grabbed Danek and threw him out the door, shutting them behind him and sealing it off. Danek pounded on the door but it was no use.. "Go now, take care of mother.. Tell her I love her.. Never look for me, for either way at the end of this day, I am lost." Aerrik explained. Danek began crying, knowing that he would never see Aerrik again, and if he did, it wouldn't be anyone resembling his brother. "I will never use these powers again" Danek promised as he left the ruins.
Aerrik glared at Yolen. "You will suffer ultimately for what you have done. I was prepared to kill you quickly but you tried to corrupt our brother. Now I will enjoy twisting you into maddness.. You will beg me for death". Aerrik said with all the hatred in his heart. The two stood there, their lightsabers crossed, Yolen struck with fear at his brother's threat. The hate never flowed through Aerrik so freely as in this moment. Yolen tried to defend himself as Aerrik toyed with him. After the next lightsaber exchange Aerrik stepped back and turned off his lightsaber and smiled. Yolen thought it an opening and hurled lighting from his hands at Aerrik, the piercing yellowish red glow now beaming off Aerrik, absorbing the energy entirely. "Impossible, I though I would defeat you!" Yolen screamed. "My power is beyong your pathetic skills Yolen. Now witness the true power of the dark side!" Aerrik boasted. The light from his body burning brighter than any sun. Yolen glimpsed only for a moment, but his eyes desintergrated in their sockets. He fell to his knees writhing in pain.
Aerrik shut his eyes, the dark side so clear, his destiny in front of him. The hate force intensified and Yolen's clothes began to burn off him. He fumbled around the floor trying to feel for a place to escape the light but it was no use. As his clothes burnt nearly completely, Yolen's skin began to boil and bubble. Yolen falling into shock was rewakened by Aerrik through the force. "Oh no my brother, you will feel every bit of this." Aerrik said gleefully, enjoying enacting his revenge. "Please, Aerrik.. stop. please let me die". Yolen pleaded. Aerrik's laugh echoed through out the chamber, through the door and down the passage ways, filling the ruins. Just as Yolen's body was starting to shut down, the room fell dark, the heat immediately gone from the room. "No my brother, it will not be that easy for you". Aerrik said stretching out his arm, forming his fingers as if grasping something. Using the force he lifted Yolen's burnt body off the ground, sending a flow of life into him to awaken him further. Gazing into Yolen's body, the forced showed Yolen's skeleton glowing red through his skin. In an instant Aerrik clenched his fist, shattering every bone Yolen's body, save his skull, so that Aerrik could see his expressions as he was torturing him. Yolen couldn't scream, but his pain was evident on his face as his bones snapped, his body being contorted, his crisp burnt skin splitting open as Aerrik manipulated his limbs. Aerrik released him and he fellt to the ground, a puddle of a being.
A Dark Jedi Born
Aerrik moved his attention to the many scrolls and books. He scanned over a Story about a dark jedi and his master from long ago . "Indeed you are powerful my son". The master said in a raspy voice. Aerrik read on paying careful attention to the Dark Jedi intently, absorbing every word as if they were made soully for his ears. "It was you we wanted Jay'kari. We knew you had the dark gift and as we had forseen so many generations ago, you would find your way here and carry on the legacy". The Dark Jedi explained further. "You are now one of us..Jay'Kari. A Dark Jedi." Aerrik nodded... "Here you will stay and learn our history and traditions.. When you leave these ruins, you will be the first Lord of the ancient line in a millenia. Pass on what you have learned to those worthy, and destroy those Dark Jedi that are not, for you are the Dark Jedi, within the Dark Jedi." said the vision. "It will be done my master, the Republic, and The Jedi, all of them!. Will suffer endlessly." Jay'Kari promised. "Excellent Jay'Kari." The master said, clearly a smile striking his face. With that, the story ended.
Aerrik once again, directed his attention to Yolen. Holding out his hand, using the force to pull his fallen brother's lightsaber to him. Grasping the curved hilt he ignites it. The red beam shined brilliantly. Across the room, Danek's lightsaber lay, soaring across the room it to found Aerriks hand. He ignited it as well, flourished them both. He turned them both off and returned them to his belt.
Over the course of the next year Aerrik remained in the ruins, studying from the ancient texts, and torturing Yolen. Over and over Yolen suffered, being broken entirely by the force, and then painfully reassembled only to be broken again. These acts coupled with the presence of the texts created a dark side nexus. Aerrik knew he must leave and begin his new journey into the darkness before the Jedi sense the power of the nexus and come for him. Before he leaves, he rebuilds Yolen one last time, and then annihilates him.. His body completely destroyed. He takes the holocron with him, knowing the Jedi will tear the ruins appart looking for the source of the dark side energy. He would not let such an important Dark Jedi artifact fall into the Jedi hands. The last thing he does before he leaves Dantooine, is finds a new home for the holocron, deep within the earth where the Jedi cannot sense it's presence.
Lightsaber:
Color: Red
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho-5
Makashi-1
Soresu-1
Ataru-0
Shien / Djem So-2
Niman-5
Juyo-0
Double Bladed Combat-1
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 7
Telepathic: 5
Body: 3
Sense: 6
Protection: 3
Healing: 1
Destruction: 7
Specialized Skills:
Force Crush
Force Repulse
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 4
Leadership: 7
Unarmed: 3
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 7
Force Attunement: -4
RP Sample:
As Aerrik finished his studying for the evening, the door just slightly cracked as to allow a bit of light in, he stood and whiped the dust off his robes from sitting on the floor. The whole structure must've been hundreds of years old and there was no evidence that anyone had been there for a long time.
He took a deep breath and with just a mere thought, slammed the stone door shut. Now there was no light, none at all. Aerrik glanced over at where Yolen was, though a normal human wouldn't have been able to see anything, Aerrik could see basic shapes and shadows, but nothing more, due to his force training.
He could feel Yolen's slowed breathing and heart rate as he slipped in and out of consciousness as if it were his own. He had aquired this, 'heightened level of awareness' if you will back when he studied under his old master and it had only been amplified by his study of the many volumes stashed in the cave-structure.
He approached what had been a man just a few days prior, Yolen, and grasped him on the throat, lifting him up into the air and pinning him against the wall. Lack of food, water and periodically getting attacked by Aerrik had turned the lean(but muscular) and handsome man into a disfigured mess of a human being.
As he was lifted, he began to crack his eyes as he returned to consciousness. Aerrik drew back his fist and repeatedly punched him in the jaw, each time his fist would smack the back of his skull against the hard stone wall. yolen tried, but couldn't scream. He could only barely breathe and any attempt at making vocal noises just came out as a muffled hiss like noise that didn't even sound human.
Aerrik threw him to the floor with a thud and stomped on the back of his head, grinding his teeth down into a fine powder. suddenly, Aerrik heard a noise from outside the structure, footsteps and whispers. His attention shifted from Yolen to the intruders from outside and as he reached for his lightsaber, he made his way towards the door....
"That is all for now you pathetic scum..." he said as Yolen screamed in a muffled voice.
