:: HERO of KORRIBAN ::
NAME: Dejah
FACTION: One Sith
RANK: Acolyte
SPECIES: Human (clone)
AGE: 2 (looks mid twenties)
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5’11”
WEIGHT: 175 lbs
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Dark Brown
SKIN: Caucasian… olive complexion
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+ Strong Empath
+ Duelist
+ Force Sensitive
+ Mixed Genetics
+ Good Pilot
+ Intelligent
+ High Stamina and Endurance
+/- Innocence of a newborn
+/- Unwaveringly Loyal
+/- Naturally Suspicious
- Foot in mouth syndrome
- Lack of Experience
- Easily influenced
APPEARANCE:
Dejah stands near six feet tall, has perfect skin without the blemishes his appeared age would suggest. His body is toned, jawline strong. Cheeks tend to remain stubbled, and he has a cleft chin. His dark hair is worn to about his shoulder. He looks in every way like his genetic template, outside of the scar which Judah Lesan has across his left cheekbone just under his eye.
Clothing varies as the clone wears anything from Sith robes to the clothes of a scout. Whatever keeps him comfortable.
BIOGRAPHY:
Dejah’s origin is unknown to him. As with any clone he woke, and just was. In this case, he was a full adult about mid twenties. The facility he woke in was private, guarded heavily, but still someone guided him. The voice, female in tone, was something which was only heard in his mind, but somehow knew everything to tell him. The position of every guard, where to find clothes, and the weapons he would need to escape the facility which would have been his prison for conditioning and programming.
Six guards lost their lives that day without knowing who or what had killed them. The guide had led Dejah expertly through the shadows and corridors until he found his freedom. When the scientist who were charged with his care came to find him, he had vanished without a trace. The security feeds had no record of him once he left the cold table his body had been laid on.
The voice continued to guide him across the galaxy until finally telling him to search out the Sith. His journey across the stars taught him certain things about himself. He could use the force, he could read minds, and he was skilled with melee weapons. There was no memory beyond the moment he woke though, and this plagued him. Was he an amnesiac, how did he even know what that was? The clone would journey to Coruscant where he hoped to find answers. It was among the Sith he would find what he was seeking. He hoped.
SHIP:
none
KILLS:
none
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
none
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ROLE-PLAYS:
FACTION: One Sith
RANK: Acolyte
SPECIES: Human (clone)
AGE: 2 (looks mid twenties)
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5’11”
WEIGHT: 175 lbs
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Dark Brown
SKIN: Caucasian… olive complexion
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+ Strong Empath
+ Duelist
+ Force Sensitive
+ Mixed Genetics
+ Good Pilot
+ Intelligent
+ High Stamina and Endurance
+/- Innocence of a newborn
+/- Unwaveringly Loyal
+/- Naturally Suspicious
- Foot in mouth syndrome
- Lack of Experience
- Easily influenced
APPEARANCE:
Dejah stands near six feet tall, has perfect skin without the blemishes his appeared age would suggest. His body is toned, jawline strong. Cheeks tend to remain stubbled, and he has a cleft chin. His dark hair is worn to about his shoulder. He looks in every way like his genetic template, outside of the scar which Judah Lesan has across his left cheekbone just under his eye.
Clothing varies as the clone wears anything from Sith robes to the clothes of a scout. Whatever keeps him comfortable.
BIOGRAPHY:
Dejah’s origin is unknown to him. As with any clone he woke, and just was. In this case, he was a full adult about mid twenties. The facility he woke in was private, guarded heavily, but still someone guided him. The voice, female in tone, was something which was only heard in his mind, but somehow knew everything to tell him. The position of every guard, where to find clothes, and the weapons he would need to escape the facility which would have been his prison for conditioning and programming.
Six guards lost their lives that day without knowing who or what had killed them. The guide had led Dejah expertly through the shadows and corridors until he found his freedom. When the scientist who were charged with his care came to find him, he had vanished without a trace. The security feeds had no record of him once he left the cold table his body had been laid on.
The voice continued to guide him across the galaxy until finally telling him to search out the Sith. His journey across the stars taught him certain things about himself. He could use the force, he could read minds, and he was skilled with melee weapons. There was no memory beyond the moment he woke though, and this plagued him. Was he an amnesiac, how did he even know what that was? The clone would journey to Coruscant where he hoped to find answers. It was among the Sith he would find what he was seeking. He hoped.
SHIP:
none
KILLS:
none
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
none
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ROLE-PLAYS: