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Ibnamairi, The Obsidian Sithspawn

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NAME: Ibnamairi

FACTION: N/A

RANK: N/A

SPECIES: Sithspawn (Ibnamairi)

AGE: About 30

SEX: Formerly Male

HEIGHT: 2 m

WEIGHT: 240 lbs

EYES: Sulfuric Yellow

HAIR: Black

SKIN: Deathly white

FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes



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Strengths:
  • Agility: Has Enhanced Agility through force alchemy.
  • Strength: Has Enhanced Strength through Force Alchemy.
  • Armor-Skin: Due to the specifics of this mutation, the creature's skin is comparable to high quality armor of a beskar alloy, able to handle blasters, slugs, and lightsabers (for a time).
  • Bond: When bonded, the spawn can communicate telepathically with its Master, to receive orders as easily as if it thought of them itself.
  • "Collapsing Helmet": The helmet like structure around its head seems to be able to fold away into the rest of its armor skin, and is able to filter out airborne toxins.
  • Healing Factor: Short of a fatal blow, Ibnamairi is able to regenerate from damage suffered, including loss of limbs or tail, due to being mixed with a Trandoshan.
Weaknesses:
  • No Tactical Ability: There are two combat strategies this spawn knows. Rush forward to kill, and run away. It cannot come up with any other strategy, even slightly more complex than rushing or retreating.
  • Pain Sense: The Spawn feels any physical pain its Master recieves, as though it had been hurt.
  • Cannot Close Bond: And subsequently, the spawn cannot close its mind to this effect. While the Master may be able to resist feeling pain, the spawn is like an open one way street, it cannot prepare its mind even in battle to prevent feeling what the Master feels.
  • Reduced Healing: While able to heal from most forms of injury, all forms of healing are reduced on Ibnamairi. That's natural healing over time, Bacta, Kolto, Salves, Even the Force is significantly less effective. It may be able to heal from most non fatal injuries, but even simple bruises would take noticeably longer to recover. For a hard comparison, while both it and a trandoshan can regenerate a hand, Ibnamairi takes twice or even three times as long depending on how well nourished it is. The same is roughly as true for anything else.
  • Force Light: As a Sithspawn, Force Light is the absolute bane of its existence.
  • Ysalmari Bubbles: When subjected to a bubble which negates or inhibits the Force, the bond with its master is severed or muddied, causing distress, confusion, and again limiting its ability to think and plan.
  • Cold: Somewhat repaired from the Alchemy, the Spawn is not killed by the cold. However intense cold, such as that from fire suppression systems, Hoth like planets, personal cold weaponry, or even just prolonged exposure slows it down faster and faster, until it engages in survival hibernation until it can be warmed.

APPEARANCE:
Seemingly feral, Ibnamairi is a vicious creature, who's very skin resembles blackened, jagged armor. It can barely think, hunched somewhat over as it sniffs and hunts its prey, or snarling and growling in feral like noises. Ibnamairi looks like an animal in a Komo like skin, if one even were to know what a Komo is. To a Komo it resembles their conception of a demon. The red accents seem to pulsate as though a glance at the blood flowing within... Tall and imposing he could be easily considered the face of death itself.

BIOGRAPHY:
Obsidian left his people to protect them, to keep them safe from the Sith who sought to use them to his own ends. He thought it ironic, that he might save them by abandoning their wishes and hopes. But he thought wrong, what came was naught but years of torment as his body and mind was twisted, misshapened, corrupted. Broken. Turned into a thing he held naught but hatred for, a Demon. He was subjected to this torment until his Master became disgusted, horrified that he could possibly fail at creating the properly mindless and obedient tool. So he was released to cause mayhem and die, while he tried again...

Left to rampage, it was ironic that what was meant to kill him would set in motion the events towards bonding him properly with a Master. Perhaps such was the fate of tools misused by the misguided...

SHIP:
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KILLS:
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BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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ROLE-PLAYS:
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