ᴛᴇᴋᴜᴀɴɪ
INVENTORY
Equipment
- A set of personalized Jedi armor
- A teal-bladed lightsaber
Vehicle(s)
- The Catseye, a hyperdrive enabled VCX auxiliary fighter
Companion(s)
- M3-0W, his faithful R4-series astromech
STRENGTHS
Feline: His Cathar heritage gives him sharp reflexes and an intuitive approach to fighting, allowing him to react quickly in combat situations.
Survivalist: His experiences have taught him how to endure in harsh conditions, making him resourceful and adaptable.
WEAKNESSES
Dark Blood: Despite of his training thus far as a Jedi, Jago fears that he will end up like his darker ancestry.
Aggressive: His Cathar instincts, combined with lingering anger, can push him toward more combative solutions rather than peaceful ones.
HISTORY
Born into a proud Cathar tribe, Jago Raar’s life was forever shadowed by the choices of his father, a Mawite raider who surrendered to the predatory instincts the Dark Side encouraged. The tribe, seeing this as an irredeemable disgrace, cast out Jago and his mother, branding them as outcasts unworthy of Cathar kinship.
As Jago grew, the Force stirred within him—untrained, raw, and dangerous. When the elders saw his abilities, they deemed him a threat, completing their rejection by fully exiling both mother and son. Forced to survive on the fringes of civilization, Jago’s childhood was defined by struggle, loss, and a yearning for belonging.
Fate, however, was not so cruel as to abandon him. The long road of exile led him to an opportunity within the Jedi Order. It was a difficult transition—haunted by his lineage and self-doubt, Jago struggled to balance the instinctual ferocity of his people with the Jedi’s discipline. But where he faltered, he found guidance.
One Jedi in particular stood as a distant beacon of what he could become:

For now, Jago remains a moldable Padawan—strong-willed, unrefined, and uncertain. But the fire of potential burns within him, waiting for the right forge to temper his spirit.