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Javir Strilla

NAME: Javir Strilla
FACTION: The Council of Sorcery , Mnenchei Dominion
RANK: Apprentice
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 19
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5'10
WEIGHT: 165
EYES: Green
HAIR: Short low cut brown hair
SKIN: Eternally tan skin
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes

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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:

+ Adaptability: Even in moments of stress Javir can somewhat adapt to the situation.

+ Quick Learner: Javir has the tendency to learn things faster than most, and absorbing the knowledge as though he were a sponge.

+/- Fore-thinking: Javir will think far ahead of his opponents or a situation to where he has close to a eventuality for most things. However on the downside sometimes he focuses and thinks so much that he overlooks the smaller details, and sometimes becomes full of himself.

- Quick Temper: Even though he prides himself on being neutral Javir is quick to anger when people touch on certain topics

-Tunnel focus: During combat or any other strenuous activities Javir gains a sort of tunnel vision where he's so focused he overlooks things such as the environment. This also causes him to make more slip ups than usual.

APPEARANCE:
Javir Strilla is a twenty year old human male who looks his age. He has short cut brown hair that matches his eternally tan skin. His green eyes are also a compliment him, but give off a weird vibe almost as if they're empty and devoid of all life. His face is thin with a somewhat pronounced chin that is covered in hair giving him a somewhat goatee. Over his right eye he sports a scar that has partially blinded that eye.

BIOGRAPHY:

To be the son of a used to be Sith knight and a Dathomir witch Javir actually had a somewhat normal life. His parents had almost completely turned their backs on the lives they used to lead when Javir was born. He was a new beginning for them, a place to start anew. It was their child. One that they had no plans to fall into the same fates that they had. After Javir's birth they both escaped to the Mandalore sector where they decided to find a home on the planet Concord Dawn. They were effectively away from all the Dark side, and Dathomir codes that they had fallen to at one point in time. They started fresh and had their own homestead which they raised Javir on. At around the age of two both of Javir's parents had begun to sense his force sensitivity, and taking matters into their own hands they decided to teach him the basics so he could know how to defend himself if the time ever came.

However it seemed like trouble would never come, as Javir grew up he learned more and more about the Mandalorian culture and even followed some of its tenants however never completely gave himself over to the culture feeling as if he didn't completely belong. By the time he was sixteen Javir's parents had set up for him to have a home also built on the homestead where Javir was granted a farm, and a small home. Though they continued to teach him the ways of the force they never taught him to much when it came to lightsaber combat preferring for Javir to use a pistol. Javir had a happy life with his mother and father who had done a complete turn around from what they used to be, their past was behind them or so they thought.

On Javir's nineteenth birthday he had just come back from the field to see a starship that had been landed near his parents home. The next thing he heard were the sounds of igniting weapons and the sound of them clashing. Javir ran toward his home but as he arrived he found it was to late. Both his parents and their assailants had either died from the battle or were on the verge of death. Javir's mother laid upon the ground with a lightsaber wound through her chest, while his father lay there dying from a wound to his stomach. Javir walked over to his father as tears stained his eyes and that was the moments his father told Javir the words that set him upon his path. "Don't fall to either side, find your own path and surpass the jedi and the sith." Javir's father died in his arms Giving into the rage that overtook him Javir turned upon one of the dying sith, and using his fathers lightsaber purged the galaxy of that particular threat. After Javir calmed down he gave his parents the typical Mandolorian burial, even though he was the only one to attend. After that he sold the homestead for credits and set out on the galaxy to learn all he could about the force and surpass the jedi and sith.

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Force Abilities:

Moderate Force push/pull: He is able to either fush push or pull objects on the lighter side of things

Sith Sorcery:

Minor Healing: Able to enter either a healing trance or heal allies over lengths of time.

Lightsaber Combat:

Form II Makashi: Novice

Lightwhip combat: Novice


Valuable Possesions/Gear:

Father's curved hilt Light saber: Red Lightsaber


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Mother's Lightwhip: yellow colored blades

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SHIP: N/A

KILLS: N/A

BOUNTIES COLLECTED: N/A
 

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