In Umbris Potestas Est
Name: Garth Nag
Fraction: The Galactic Republic
Rank: Jedi Apprentice
Species: Drall
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Height: 2’9’’ ft
Weight: 120 lbs
Eyes: black
Hair: gold/brown
Skin: totally fured
Force Sensetivity: yes
Strengths:
High intellegence and hugh amount of imagination to solve the problems before him
Strong in the force
Skills in thiefing and sneaking
gentle and peaceful hearth of a Drall
Weaknesses:
Little of height and weak when it comes to melee combat
Uncertainty about the whereabouts of his brother
Bio:
Garth was the first born son of a farmer and the Duchess of the Nag-Clan on the planet Corellia. Together with his little brother and two sisters he grows up in peace and freedom. He was an extraordinary smart, young Drall, who invented practical tools to help his family on the fields. But he was not gifted in the way of practical work like all Drall people, so the most of his ideas were forced to land in the trash. His mother and sisters, who stand in the drall culture far over the men, tried to make him useful for the clan. But he refused to show any kind of talent in agriculture. During the years he was more and more divided by his people, so that he was used to walk aside the fields trying to find a place for himself in the culture of the Drall. The only companion at his side was his younger brother Dreln, who adored him for telling him the most adorable stories far behind imagination.
On one of these lonely walks both of them run into a bunch of slavers from the Hutt Cartel. Because of their stature and the low physical power they were easy bounty for the criminals. They dragged them off into theit ships and at the moment of the start Garth could watch from his cage out of a tiny window. Holding his crying brother in his arms he watched his village going up in flames.
During the following years Garth and Dreln used to live as house slaves for an Kelbo shopkeeper named Drogon in one of the lower levels of Nar Shaddaa. Brutal and evil as his owner was, he didn’t recognize Garth’s high intelligence and punished him for asking too many questions and his wild ideas. After a while the hits of the whip made something break in Garth. At the last hit on his back an inner strength flooded him and make him be aware of the things around him. Without knowing what he was doing, he moved a big cupboard to fall directly on his cruel Master.
Afraid of his new abilities and his committed crime Garth took his brother and fled from the place of murder and hid themselves in the alleys of Nar Shaddaa. During the next days Garth developed a feeling for his new talents and after several tries he made his slave collar fall off. Free but fundless Garth needed to steal for keeping himself and Dreln alive. The talent to move and lift small things made it possible to survive and get recognized by the local thieves. After several weeks of fear and starving Garth’s growing skills opened them the way into one of the thieving guilds in the ghettos and to safety. Despite his small stature was he feared by the rest of the guild members for his abilities. Not ungrateful for this he created some space in between the guild to protect his little brother from the rest of the cruel fellow thieves. During the events Dreln had grown to a fearful and untypical quiet Drall, who was full of rage and helplessness if he spoke after all. Garth forced himself to stay calm and strong for his brother and keep his head at the problems before him.
After several months of getting used to their situation the rivalry between the guilds grew. Issues of territory and the battles of bounty peaked into a war of the thieves in the ghetto. During a big assault, which should extinct his guild, Garth was separated from his brother. Heavily injured and worried to his bones he started to look for Dreln in the whole section of the ghetto. After several hours the blood loss made him fell into unconsciousness.
A moment of luck and destiny made a Jedi Knight step over his body. Feeling his pulse the Jedi recognized a shifting in the Force and carried the little Drall to a doctor he could trust. After he woke up Garth told the Jedi his story and his concerns about his little brother. The Jedi gave him the oath to do his best to find Dreln. But even he couldn’t find a lead to him.
With the help of the Jedi knight Garth kept his sanity over the loss of his brother for the next week. Free from every bond that kept him there, he left Nar Shadaa with his new companion to become a member of the Order on Coruscant and learn how to you use his talent: The Force.
Fraction: The Galactic Republic
Rank: Jedi Apprentice
Species: Drall
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Height: 2’9’’ ft
Weight: 120 lbs
Eyes: black
Hair: gold/brown
Skin: totally fured
Force Sensetivity: yes
Strengths:
High intellegence and hugh amount of imagination to solve the problems before him
Strong in the force
Skills in thiefing and sneaking
gentle and peaceful hearth of a Drall
Weaknesses:
Little of height and weak when it comes to melee combat
Uncertainty about the whereabouts of his brother
Bio:
Garth was the first born son of a farmer and the Duchess of the Nag-Clan on the planet Corellia. Together with his little brother and two sisters he grows up in peace and freedom. He was an extraordinary smart, young Drall, who invented practical tools to help his family on the fields. But he was not gifted in the way of practical work like all Drall people, so the most of his ideas were forced to land in the trash. His mother and sisters, who stand in the drall culture far over the men, tried to make him useful for the clan. But he refused to show any kind of talent in agriculture. During the years he was more and more divided by his people, so that he was used to walk aside the fields trying to find a place for himself in the culture of the Drall. The only companion at his side was his younger brother Dreln, who adored him for telling him the most adorable stories far behind imagination.
On one of these lonely walks both of them run into a bunch of slavers from the Hutt Cartel. Because of their stature and the low physical power they were easy bounty for the criminals. They dragged them off into theit ships and at the moment of the start Garth could watch from his cage out of a tiny window. Holding his crying brother in his arms he watched his village going up in flames.
During the following years Garth and Dreln used to live as house slaves for an Kelbo shopkeeper named Drogon in one of the lower levels of Nar Shaddaa. Brutal and evil as his owner was, he didn’t recognize Garth’s high intelligence and punished him for asking too many questions and his wild ideas. After a while the hits of the whip made something break in Garth. At the last hit on his back an inner strength flooded him and make him be aware of the things around him. Without knowing what he was doing, he moved a big cupboard to fall directly on his cruel Master.
Afraid of his new abilities and his committed crime Garth took his brother and fled from the place of murder and hid themselves in the alleys of Nar Shaddaa. During the next days Garth developed a feeling for his new talents and after several tries he made his slave collar fall off. Free but fundless Garth needed to steal for keeping himself and Dreln alive. The talent to move and lift small things made it possible to survive and get recognized by the local thieves. After several weeks of fear and starving Garth’s growing skills opened them the way into one of the thieving guilds in the ghettos and to safety. Despite his small stature was he feared by the rest of the guild members for his abilities. Not ungrateful for this he created some space in between the guild to protect his little brother from the rest of the cruel fellow thieves. During the events Dreln had grown to a fearful and untypical quiet Drall, who was full of rage and helplessness if he spoke after all. Garth forced himself to stay calm and strong for his brother and keep his head at the problems before him.
After several months of getting used to their situation the rivalry between the guilds grew. Issues of territory and the battles of bounty peaked into a war of the thieves in the ghetto. During a big assault, which should extinct his guild, Garth was separated from his brother. Heavily injured and worried to his bones he started to look for Dreln in the whole section of the ghetto. After several hours the blood loss made him fell into unconsciousness.
A moment of luck and destiny made a Jedi Knight step over his body. Feeling his pulse the Jedi recognized a shifting in the Force and carried the little Drall to a doctor he could trust. After he woke up Garth told the Jedi his story and his concerns about his little brother. The Jedi gave him the oath to do his best to find Dreln. But even he couldn’t find a lead to him.
With the help of the Jedi knight Garth kept his sanity over the loss of his brother for the next week. Free from every bond that kept him there, he left Nar Shadaa with his new companion to become a member of the Order on Coruscant and learn how to you use his talent: The Force.