Cameron Centurion
The First Son
FACTION: Dark Spring Kingdom
RANK: Prince, Sith Lord
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 800 (Appearance 39)
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6'7" (2.01 meters)
WEIGHT: 250 lbs (113.4 kg)
EYES: Silver-Green
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Caramel
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths
- Athletic
- Analytical
- Bladesman
- Cunning
- Educated/Linguist
- Blunt: No filter. Whatsoever. A life of crime and suffering has molded Aiden into a very no-nonsense individual.
- Brutal: Aiden has no qualms over spilling blood to accomplish even the smallest objective. This can often be perceived as a lack of finesse. He's no politician.
- Aviation: One of the things Aiden has been completely unable to master is the art of flying. He is forced to rely on others to transport him around the galaxy, and it is a principal reason why he did not travel for much of his childhood.
- Judgmental: Aiden is quick to judge others. Once they have been judged, it takes considerable effort to change his opinion of an individual.
- Conventional Weapons: Outside of swords and a bow and arrow, Aiden did not grow up utilizing blasters and to this day has no proficiency with them or any type of explosive.
- Technology: In general, not a technowizard. It's amazing he knows how to utilize a communicator.
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BIOGRAPHY:
The Beginning
Hundreds of years before the Gulag Virus ravaged much of the known galaxy and nearly one hundred years after the collapse of the First Galactic Empire, a female Sith by the name of Alia Ravyns was apprenticed to a Sith Lord by the name of Cameron Centurion. Lord Centurion, at the time, was serving as the Lord Protector of a large remnant group of Imperial forces. As their combined powers amassed in proportion to the strength of the remnant, Cameron and Alia became very close. Though Cameron would never claim her as wife, there was no mistaking that she was favored among the retinue of women he allowed to frequent his chambers.
Unknown to both Sith at the time, forces far beyond their own comprehension and power had been watching, waiting for the moment to seize an opportunity. The first coming of the Sith Warrior Maximus and Sith Sorceress Boadicea occurred on a fateful evening where both Cameron and Alia were possessed by the respective spirits. In this state, the age-old King and Queen of Endelaan that had long since passed into legend conceived a child.
When the sun crested the horizon the next day, Cameron Centurion awoke to discover Alia gone. It was a very unusual sight for the young Sith Lord. In time, he learned to accept that his former apprentice and favored lover had abandoned him. The Sith Lord would never learn that the woman had been with child, and he would learn nothing of Endelaan or his ancestral lineage for nearly another three hundred years of life and several cloned bodies later.
The Intelligence and Discipline of Boadicea
Alia, still possessed by the spirit of Boadicea, traveled to the planet Mustafar. In the current age, Mustafar was a planet mostly forgotten, but the ruins of several Imperial fortifications remained. In secret, Alia gave birth to a baby boy with bright silver-green eyes whom Boadicea decided to name Aiden. Independently, the possessed Alia would raise Aiden for thirteen years, teaching him a great many things about the Sith of the past and the present. Through Alia, Boadicea instilled in Aiden a firm understanding of his lineage, and the importance of the Warrior and Sorceress in the life of any being. Aiden was raised speaking three principal languages, galactic basic, ancient sith, paecian, and the unnamed tongue spoken by the natives of Boadicea's homeworld, Malagarr.
On the even of this thirteenth birthday, Alia informed her soon-to-be teenage son that when he woke in the morning, she would be gone. Aiden, of course, had recently been made aware this day was to come. The child did not react with an overt amount of emotion having been taught for the vast majority of his present life that there was no place for emotion. A curiosity that he would only even discover in the years to come. In the night, Boadicea forced Alia to hurl her body into the volcanic abyss. Before Alia's body disappeared beneath the molten surface, Boadicea returned to the ether. The blood-curdling scream of Alia Ravyns lasted only a few seconds before her life was completely snuffed out.
The next morning, Aiden rose and went about his normal morning routine of training, eating, meditating, and then returning to his studies. It was practically midday before a man identifying himself as Bertrand Travers arrived. Aiden met the man with an emotionless gaze, silently probing his existence through the Force. It was but a moment before recognition crept into his features and Aiden dropped to a knee. The presence the young boy had felt in fact belonged to Maximus, Boadicea's mate. Aiden knew of him from his studies and time spent with the woman that gave birth to him. Bertrand's immediate response through Maximus' actions was to immediately command the boy to his feet and embrace him. Knowing the boy would be confused, Bertrand spoke plainly. "Emotion is what you will have to learn now. It fuel the rest of your training, your life, and you will be able to mimic it so perfectly as to appear...genuine. With this knowledge and your other talents, you will manipulate the galaxy around you to your needs." Aiden did not return the hug, but he learned the lesson.
The Cunning and Strength of Maximus
With Bertrand, Aiden moved frequently throughout the galaxy. For the next three decades, he studied several forms of martial arts...more for exposure than technical mastery in any one area. His training with Bertrand was centered largely around building the foundation for a true warrior. In order to do this, Aiden needed exposure, skill, and extreme amounts of practice. Bertrand did not waste any of his time with conventional weapons. Maximus detested the present reliance on gadgets and gizmos to accomplish the simplest of tasks. Without the crutch of communicators and blasters, Aiden learned to communicate and fight with little more than his mind and hands.
During this time, he did study and progress steadily through various saber and sword techniques. Maximus himself had never utilized a lightsaber, but he respected the simple elegance of the weapon. Through much trial and error, Aiden eventually crafted his own. Without instructions or notes from previous force users to go on, Aiden was forced to rely on his innate connection to the Force and intuition to make it work. In the end, he crafted a weapon that was very literally a piece of himself, his dark presence infused into every aspect and component of the device.
The final elements of his training and time with Bertrand were spent perfecting the ability to mimic and employ a range of human emotions. Bertrand told Aiden that he would live a life different from most Sith of the age and into the future. Aiden relied on the strength of the only genuine emotion he held. Pride. Pride at his lineage, his upbringing, and in the quality of a life he had been raised to embody. There was never any over-confidence or even genuine arrogance, but he could imitate all of that as necessary to create a very specific perception in the mind of others.
On the eve of his forty-third birthday, Aiden received a mental communication from Bertrand. The time had come for the man to leave. There were no false tears, merely a continued understanding. Aiden was instructed to live his life with the ideals and purpose he had been taught. When it was time, his ancestors would reach out to him again. The very next morning that he woke, Aiden departed the planet he was on at the time utilizing commercial transport. Eventually, he was able to barter his way to the Smuggler's Moon.
Independence and a Criminal Empire
Aiden set to work quickly upon arriving on Nar Shaddaa. It was a simple enough affair to become recognized, silently taking out a number of street level enforcers and dealers. Eventually, there was a bounty on his large, no-named figure. In true form, Aiden turned himself in to the local crime boss. The meeting, however, did not end in a bloody affair as Aiden utilized his extensive training to convince the man that he needed Aiden alive more than he did dead.
For years, Aiden was the model employee. At least, that was how it seemed to the ranking figures of the organization. In truth, Aiden was silently consolidating power among the rank and file by enabling them rather than dictating to them. Aiden allowed them all to taste power, control, and of course increased wealth...wealth he often forfeited from his own cut. Aiden had been raised on very little, so it mattered not to him. By the end of his fifth year of service, Aiden lead a coup that swept through the organization so deftly and quickly that it almost went unnoticed.
The organization came to be known simply as The Family. Though hardly any of them were related, that was how things operated. Whenever someone reached for more than they were owed or deserved, they weren't punished or scolded. They were simply killed - and often times by Aiden's own hand. Eventually, the organization acquired so many subsidiaries and partnerships, that Aiden's physical presence was rarely required. Rumors began to swirl, and by the end of his sixth year he was described as half man, half beast, breathing fire, and a whole lot of other nonsense.
Observation of the Past
Around the time that Aiden's biological father ascended to become the Pillar of Strength in a Sith Order that was rapidly growing in power, Aiden traveled to the world of Dromund Kaas to investigate. From a distance and behind goggles that obscured the color of his eyes, Aiden watched the man for years. In truth, it was less abhorrent than he thought. The man seemed resilient and capable, but he certainly played to the acquisition and display of his power. Aiden was never so...flashy. What he did not know...was if it was all an act.
Departing Dromund Kaas, Aiden had toyed with the idea of traveling to his ancestral homeworld but ultimately decided against it. He had attempted to meditate and reach out to his elders regarding the current state of said world, but his effort was in vain and he never tried so again. He accepted and trusted they would contact him when the time was right. Allowing himself to blend into the Sith Order, silently serving as something of an unknown figure, Aiden managed to convince ten younger Sith and eight soldiers to join him on a quest. The group spent a fair amount of time experiencing new civilizations...and profiting from such. For the Sith, Aiden offered training and insight that most of the Sith Order likely knew little and less about.
By the time reports of the Gulag Virus first reached the Outer Rim, Aiden was poised to convince all fourteen of the men and four women to follow him to Roon.
Surviving the Plague
Aiden and his group mostly kept to themselves on Roon. As it rapidly became apparent that their stay might indeed be lengthy, Aiden suggested the group acquire what resources and materials would be required to engage in cloning operations. Given the reality that this was hardly a new technology to the galaxy, neither the information nor the materials were hard to come by. However, Aiden's own lack of technological prowess necessitated it to be largely supervised by other individuals.
As years turned to decades and decades to centuries, the contingent of eighteen swelled and dissipated with the times. A small community was established at the point where the light and dark met, enabling members to travel between the two with ease as they so desired. Resources and wildlife on the planet were surprisingly plentiful. Eventually, most of the non-Sith contingent of their group died off, succumbing to old age mostly but also an inability to deal with wounds as easily. Their reliance on cloning technology to sustain their life also made them something of a liability.
Return to the Galaxy
As the effects of the Gulag Virus dissipated, Aiden and his retinue emerged from their confines on Roon. Many set off to find their own adventures in the galaxy, but four did remain with the Sith Lord. Through their travels around the galaxy, they identified a number of children gifted with the Force but either abandoned or left without parents at some point during the galactic plague.
One night as they were transiting between worlds, Aiden was jolted out of his slumber by the feeling of death gripping at his mind. Silver-green eyes searched his immediate area. Rather than move to check on his crew as their deaths would not have mattered to them, he reached into the ether of the Force, attempting to trace the emotions back to its source as Boadicea had taught him. It was in this manner that he was able to discover Cameron Centurion had perished.
Withdrawing from the Force, Aiden paid the revelation little mind. Before returning to sleep, he instructed the flight crew to adjust their course to Corstris which he knew to be his father's place of birth. It would be the first time Aiden had ever traveled to the world. His intent was merely to collect whatever...items had been left there.
In his subsequent slumber, the true images of Maximus and Boadicea appeared to him. Though they had been attractive individuals in their faux-bodies, to see them in their natural state rang in the back of Aiden's mind as being true. Their instructions were simple; return to Roon and await further information. Without even a word of dissent, Aiden agreed to comply.
It was several months later that he endured another dream as he sat in council with his followers. The time had come, and his charge was to investigate the actions of a brother he'd never known about. A request for further information was granted, and the web of his family lineage was laid out before him in partially resplendent, partially disgusting glory. Aiden was to engage in no culling of relations. Per his instructions, the signal to do that would come in the form of the closest thing he had to a sister. The name [member="Elora"] was the last word to be uttered by the fading image of his ancestors.
In the meantime. Aiden would take the place into which he had been born.
