Post by savageneo on Nov 22, 2009 16:46:38 GMT -5
Name: Tristan Barstale
Race: Human
Age: 15
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 163 lbs.
Appearance: Tristan is your typical tall and slinky human boy. He is a rather light brown but darker than tan. So this would be about around a caramel color. His hair is always cut so he has no hair hanging. His eyes are light brown and his nose is rather short and fat. Tristan's lips are rather big and he always gets compliments ont he beauty of his lips.
Tristan's body build is rather small and slinky. While he has some muscle it is below the average body build of a normal Padawon. The major factor of Tristan's are his legs they are rather long which also helps with his speed. His feet are also pretty long they are longer than the average face size of a 10 year old.
Outfit wise Tristan looks like a normal Padawon. He has that braid of course like all Padawons. He wears the normal Jedi apparel with a one difference. Tristan has his Jedi Robe's edges dressed with a green outlining. Green being his favorite color he felt this would differ him from others.
Birth place: Tatooine
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Padawan
Bio:
Tristan was born on Tatooine in the Capitol Bestine. His parents were rather wealthy and well known on Tatooine. Tristan's father was called Ronald Barestale, but was well known as Merchant Barestale. They lived in wealth and were fairly protected but this never stopped the occasional thief trying to steal wealth.
Tristan seemed to be very couragous and curious since the moment he could walk. Tristan was always going palces he shouldn't like when he was outside finding dark corners and alleys to investigate. On numerous occassions he would come home with cuts and scratches. Friends was a commodity Tristan could live without. Being in the upper caste of society Tristan felt that his assumed friends only liked him for his wealth and so he soon stopped being around them.
The Barestales were rather selfish and greedy people much to the dismay of Tristan. His father was always somewhere ripping off a poor member of Tatooine society while his mother was always out of the house feeding her Materailistic Greed. A Jedi had come to the capitol to rest for a night and when the greedy couple found out immediately had him meet with Tristan. There the Jedi found that Tristan was force-sensitive.
To the Barestale's enjoyment, in hopes of becoming even more famous, they enjoyed when Tristan was taken to the Jedi Temple to become a youngling. They also viewed this as less money being wasted.
Tristan had no desire to be a Jedi but he came to call The Jedi Temple home and was always in the library. He loved history and would study all the important history of the Galaxy the good and the bad. He loved how the light saber had advanced over the years. Whenever Tristan had a chance he was in the library reading books about light sabers. Tristan took the normal classes younglings took involving lightsaber combat but he also snuck a lightsaber out of the training area to practice by himself. Thanks to this Tristan was a slight better than the other younglings in the Shii-Cho style of lightsaber fighting.
One problem Tristan did have was because of his curiosity and courage he felt he could do whatever he wanted without consequences. The Temple didn't like this and felt this kind of attitude could hrut Tristan in the long run. Tristan was always defiant and would leave the temple past curfew. He was also always going in forbidden places in the temple. Tristan's constant disobedient behavior worried the Council and decided to moniter Tristan closely.
Tristan's many years as a youngling was spent alone not in sadness or pity for himself but with much enjoyment actually. Tristan rather enjoyed the role of self governing himself and being independent. He didn't like following rules of others unless it was totally necessary. His independent nature helped Tristan go through his years in the Temple with a breeze and barely any moments of sadness.
At thirteen Tristan was chosen to become a Padawan. He found out that his master was a Jedi knight and was a very proud warrior. Tristan was excited by this until he found out it was women. He immediately felt that he was being punished and felt he could learn nothing from women. Over the next two years Tristan never fully obeyed his master but respected her. They came to learn more about each other and Tristan has come to see his Master as the mother he really needed.
Lightsaber: Double blade
Color: Dark Green
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho 4/5
Makashi N/A
Soresu N/A
Ataru N/A
Shien / Djem So N/A
>>Sub-form Backhanded N/A
Niman N/A
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield N/A
Juyo N/A
Double Bladed Combat N/A
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 2
Telepathic: 2
Body: 3
Sense: 3
Protection: 4
Healing: 3
Destruction: 0
Specialized Skills:
Attributes:
Physical Strength:3
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 6
Leadership: 3
Unarmed: 3
Melee Weapons:3
Ranged Weapons: 0
Force Attunement:+2
RP Sample:
Okay just breath Tristan...this will be a piece of cake... Tristan closed his eyes and he slowly began to turn his arms in in the way that you would rotate an object. He began getting faster and faster with his hand rotations and soon the air could be heard rippling. Tristan smiled and began feeling cocky and...
"nuts!"
The Lightsaber fell to the ground as Tristan fell on his butt grabbing his left leg. The Double bladed lightsaber had cut his leg fairly deep luckily it didn't amputate him. Tristan had very happy grin on his face however. "At least i managed 78 rotations before i cut myself....this beats my last record of...uhm...oh yea 24"
Tristan laughed at himself that was a big jump and he knew he was still a far way away from actually mastering a double blade. In battle Tristan wouldn't be able to stop rotating his lightsaber around his body which would lead to a huge disadvantage since Double blades can only be held horizontally or vertically.
Tristan wrapped his leg with a piece of his robe and wiped the sweat from his head. "Okay lets try again...." Tristan than began rotating his lightsaber again.
Race: Human
Age: 15
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 163 lbs.
Appearance: Tristan is your typical tall and slinky human boy. He is a rather light brown but darker than tan. So this would be about around a caramel color. His hair is always cut so he has no hair hanging. His eyes are light brown and his nose is rather short and fat. Tristan's lips are rather big and he always gets compliments ont he beauty of his lips.
Tristan's body build is rather small and slinky. While he has some muscle it is below the average body build of a normal Padawon. The major factor of Tristan's are his legs they are rather long which also helps with his speed. His feet are also pretty long they are longer than the average face size of a 10 year old.
Outfit wise Tristan looks like a normal Padawon. He has that braid of course like all Padawons. He wears the normal Jedi apparel with a one difference. Tristan has his Jedi Robe's edges dressed with a green outlining. Green being his favorite color he felt this would differ him from others.
Birth place: Tatooine
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Padawan
Bio:
Tristan was born on Tatooine in the Capitol Bestine. His parents were rather wealthy and well known on Tatooine. Tristan's father was called Ronald Barestale, but was well known as Merchant Barestale. They lived in wealth and were fairly protected but this never stopped the occasional thief trying to steal wealth.
Tristan seemed to be very couragous and curious since the moment he could walk. Tristan was always going palces he shouldn't like when he was outside finding dark corners and alleys to investigate. On numerous occassions he would come home with cuts and scratches. Friends was a commodity Tristan could live without. Being in the upper caste of society Tristan felt that his assumed friends only liked him for his wealth and so he soon stopped being around them.
The Barestales were rather selfish and greedy people much to the dismay of Tristan. His father was always somewhere ripping off a poor member of Tatooine society while his mother was always out of the house feeding her Materailistic Greed. A Jedi had come to the capitol to rest for a night and when the greedy couple found out immediately had him meet with Tristan. There the Jedi found that Tristan was force-sensitive.
To the Barestale's enjoyment, in hopes of becoming even more famous, they enjoyed when Tristan was taken to the Jedi Temple to become a youngling. They also viewed this as less money being wasted.
Tristan had no desire to be a Jedi but he came to call The Jedi Temple home and was always in the library. He loved history and would study all the important history of the Galaxy the good and the bad. He loved how the light saber had advanced over the years. Whenever Tristan had a chance he was in the library reading books about light sabers. Tristan took the normal classes younglings took involving lightsaber combat but he also snuck a lightsaber out of the training area to practice by himself. Thanks to this Tristan was a slight better than the other younglings in the Shii-Cho style of lightsaber fighting.
One problem Tristan did have was because of his curiosity and courage he felt he could do whatever he wanted without consequences. The Temple didn't like this and felt this kind of attitude could hrut Tristan in the long run. Tristan was always defiant and would leave the temple past curfew. He was also always going in forbidden places in the temple. Tristan's constant disobedient behavior worried the Council and decided to moniter Tristan closely.
Tristan's many years as a youngling was spent alone not in sadness or pity for himself but with much enjoyment actually. Tristan rather enjoyed the role of self governing himself and being independent. He didn't like following rules of others unless it was totally necessary. His independent nature helped Tristan go through his years in the Temple with a breeze and barely any moments of sadness.
At thirteen Tristan was chosen to become a Padawan. He found out that his master was a Jedi knight and was a very proud warrior. Tristan was excited by this until he found out it was women. He immediately felt that he was being punished and felt he could learn nothing from women. Over the next two years Tristan never fully obeyed his master but respected her. They came to learn more about each other and Tristan has come to see his Master as the mother he really needed.
Lightsaber: Double blade
Color: Dark Green
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho 4/5
Makashi N/A
Soresu N/A
Ataru N/A
Shien / Djem So N/A
>>Sub-form Backhanded N/A
Niman N/A
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield N/A
Juyo N/A
Double Bladed Combat N/A
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 2
Telepathic: 2
Body: 3
Sense: 3
Protection: 4
Healing: 3
Destruction: 0
Specialized Skills:
Attributes:
Physical Strength:3
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 6
Leadership: 3
Unarmed: 3
Melee Weapons:3
Ranged Weapons: 0
Force Attunement:+2
RP Sample:
Okay just breath Tristan...this will be a piece of cake... Tristan closed his eyes and he slowly began to turn his arms in in the way that you would rotate an object. He began getting faster and faster with his hand rotations and soon the air could be heard rippling. Tristan smiled and began feeling cocky and...
"nuts!"
The Lightsaber fell to the ground as Tristan fell on his butt grabbing his left leg. The Double bladed lightsaber had cut his leg fairly deep luckily it didn't amputate him. Tristan had very happy grin on his face however. "At least i managed 78 rotations before i cut myself....this beats my last record of...uhm...oh yea 24"
Tristan laughed at himself that was a big jump and he knew he was still a far way away from actually mastering a double blade. In battle Tristan wouldn't be able to stop rotating his lightsaber around his body which would lead to a huge disadvantage since Double blades can only be held horizontally or vertically.
Tristan wrapped his leg with a piece of his robe and wiped the sweat from his head. "Okay lets try again...." Tristan than began rotating his lightsaber again.
. You should go into detail about his first experiences in training with a master. What skills did he learn with a lightsaber? What skills did he learn with the Force? In what ways did he not disobey his master? Did his destructive attitude return at all? 
Also, I think you'll need to mention his level with the Force somewhere. Ranged weapon skill should be non-existant as the Jedi probably never told him.