M E A T B A G
=| Amit Nykoan |=
"A great battle is a terrifying thing, but in the midst of blood and carnage, there is also beauty, beauty that could break your heart."
- George R.R. Martin, A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms.
Name: Amit NykoanPronunciation: [Am-Et.] [Ni-Ko-ann.]
Alias(es): None.
Titles: Knight-Captain (Former.), The Time-lost (Current.)
Martial Status: Single.
Significant Other: Not Applicable.
Occupation: Imperial Knight, Warrior-Scholar, Disciple of Ren.
Known Residence: The Bastion of Ren, Virgillia.
Allegiance: The Fel Imperium (Former.), The First Order (Current.)
Species: Human.
Homeworld: Alsakan.
Decent: Alsakan - Atrisian.
Gender: Male.
Age: Thirty-Three Years Old, Galactic Standard.
Height: 1.8 Metres. (Five-Feet, Eleven Inches.)
Weight: 86 kilograms. (190 LBS.)
Physique: Athletic, Muscular.
Eye Colour: Dark Chocolate Brown.
Complexion: Sun-Kissed Olive.
Hair Colour: Chestnut Brown.
Force-Sensitive: Yes.
Religious Beliefs: Imperial Truth, The Way of Ren.
Affiliation: The Order of Imperial Knights, The Knights of Ren.
Rank: Knight (Pre-Hibernation Sickness.) Apprentice (Current.)
Force Alignment: Lightside.
Midi-chlorian Count: 14,750.
Master(s): Beliath Holguin (Former.), None. (Currently.)
Apprentice(s): Trystan Luther (Former.), None. (Currently.)
“The warrior guided by the spirit serves humanity, the warrior without, serves the ego”
- Soke Behzad Ahmadi
Notable Personality Traits: Adaptable, Disciplined, Efficient, Religious, Forthright.
Personality Type: ISFJ (-A/-T) 'The Defender'
Familial Ties
- Parents: Farith Nykoan | Sibylle Nykoan
- Sibling(s): None.
- Children: None.
- Notable Ancestor(s): None.
Voice Sample:
Theme Song: Twelve Titans Music - From The Ashes Reborn.
Notable Appearance Details: If ever there was a need to prescribe words that befit the humility written upon the flesh of the former Imperial Knight, they would begin with his virtuous appearance and how, unlike his Rennite kin, it remained whole and pure as they descended further into the darkness embrace. Though there were those amongst the Order that bore the bearing of imposing figures, the man that went by his birth name of Amit Nykoan, was anything but some towering sentinel clad in the Obsidian armour. Instead, the Disciple stood two inches short of two metres tall and was cloaked in a taut shroud of sun-kissed Olive skin. A carefully trimmed frock of dark chestnut hair maned the man's scalp, matching the burnt umber orbs that were deeply set within his partially sunken sockets. As the eyes were the gateway to one's soul, those that were blessed to gaze upon his unmasked face would see a tint of sorrow glinting deep within the dark-hued fibrous muscle. A secret shame that not only marks his soul but the man's very skin as well. The former Imperial Knight's flesh, though seemingly flawless in its sculpted perfection, was broken by the scars of battle's long forgotten and thick, imprinted stria dotting the entirety of his back.
While much of his attire lends itself to the training uniforms of the Knights of Ren, Amit elects to bind himself within the lengthy crimson leather that was given to him by his adoptive father before being interred inside the carbonite sarcophagus for nearly Four Centuries. The floor-length jacket was a symbol of office, to be worn outside the borders of the Fel Empire when it's Knights could not be clad in the vestments of their Knightly Order. Though he still had his old Combat armour in his possession, the relentless procession of time had not been kind to its earthly form as erosion had weathered its surface almost bare of the crimson enamel, and the protective fibres that were woven into the outermost layer. As his tomb had been plundered and stripped of any worthwhile goods, the armour not included due to the inability of the scavengers to understand what priceless metal had once adorned each elegantly crafted plate, Amit's extravagant dueling vambraces were taken and sold to the highest bidder to sate their carnal vices.
In addition to his casual and religious attire, the former Imperial Knight was bequeathed an armoured mimetic suit along with a plain, and lusterless mask to conceal his features from the outside world - in accordance with the mysterious nature of the Knights of Ren.
Strengths:
- Blademaster.
- Combat Veteran.
- Heightened Senses.
Weaknesses:
- Extreme Hibernation Sickness.
- Haunted by the Past.
- Inferior Marksman.
- Alone amidst the Pack.
- The High Road, A Path Not Often Tread.
