Raiz
Self-Imposed Exiled
[SIZE=11pt]NAME:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Izak Verd.[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]SPECIES:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Human.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]AGE:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Eighteen.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]HEIGHT:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Five foot eleven inches.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]WEIGHT:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]One hundred sixty pounds.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]SKIN:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Brown.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]HAIR:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Short dark brown.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]EYES:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Dark brown.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]In Control[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Izak prides himself in his learned ability to keep himself in control within almost any environment that he is thrown into, as well as it being a key-point to keep control in all aspects of his life. There are very few things in the galaxy that are able to waver the young man in his solemn mindset.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Well Trained[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Izak, alongside his sister Hadashah, have been put through incredibly intensive training at the hands of their father and the merciless training instructors, causing the pair to be well trained in multiple arts; hand-to-hand, short staffs, polearms, swords (of varying types), and blasters (handheld, assault, and long range).[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Highly Educated[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Izak, alongside his sister Hadashah, have been taught a great deal of things and put through many a long lecture about an assortment of subjects, and while his sister didn’t find much use in the learned theory lessons, it was the young man’s excelling point and had a great fascination in things such as the histories of his people, and the various holocrons which heald vast amounts of information regarding the force.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Lacking Agility[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Izak may not be the strongest, however it is clear that his weak point is the inability to move in a combination of moving quickly and easily. Due to this his sister has taken advantage of this in an untold number of times.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Family Minded[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Izak has always put his family before anything in his life, something that was ingrained into him at a young age from his father. However due to this, it is the one connection he holds that can change the cool, calm and collected individual, into that of a raging bull in the flip of a switch.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Quite Reserved[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Izak prefers to allow the other party speak, being the soft spoken sort and have grown to be a reserved young man in his later years. Due to his reserved nature, it is quite common for his sister to speak upon his behalf in a variety of situations, and is very rare for him to begin the conversation (unless of course it was ordered by his father).[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Silence. A state in which Izak has grown quite close to, even to a point that in situations where most would find quite an ordeal, the young man had found a way to close himself off from the world with all the senses focusing purely upon the force. Fortunately for him, it made the world seem easy to deal with and gave opportune moments to reflect upon whatever he deemed worthy. Unfortunately for others, it made it near impossible to communicate with the male twin of clan Verd. Nothing could breach his silent sanctum.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]“Izak.”[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] the word rings throughout the man’s inner-mind.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Nothing, except his ever faithful, and ever loving sister Hadashah.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]“Izak.”[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] the voice was that of a young lady, soft yet domineering.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Slowly Izak’s eyes would open to the scene before him, a beautiful young lady looking over the meditating young man, and further behind her lay an unconscious man beside a turned over table with pieces of what seemed to be chairs littering the room, from his clothing it could be determined that the individual was a politician of sorts.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]“I’m done getting information out of him, and before you ask, yes he is still breathing.”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]The words seemed to kiss upon the man’s heart, such could be felt within the force and the woman’s face seems to contort in a mixture of what seemed to be love for her brother’s emotions, and slight annoyance that the man before her still kept empathy for those aren’t within the clan.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]“Time to destroy his-”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]“We return for home, our mission is complete.”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]“Yes, but first let me-”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]“Father stated out mission very clearly, we return home.”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]“Boo, you’re no fun.”[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]As Hadashah pouted towards Izak, the man couldn’t help but feel quite conflicted, as it was clear he didn’t want to bring any sort of negative feelings towards his sister, however the brother was very well known within the clan to follow the missions to the letter, and to never go against his father’s wishes. The twins of Verd were very much like one another, and at the same time, very much different. His sister was the ‘Daughter of the Crusade’ and he, the ‘Son of the Crusade’, yes it fit him well and while he wouldn’t acknowledge it openly, it warmed his heart.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]The Son of the Crusade.[/SIZE]
[None so far!]
But I'll take any excuse for a catch up.
