defy the tyrannous stars
NAME: Lord Amroth
FACTION: Lords of Light
RANK: Jedi Lord, Commander of the Oathsworn Legions
SPECIES: Humanoid
AGE: Unknown
SEX: Male
EYES: Gold
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Pale
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTHS
- Ethereal: Known to only a few, Lord Amroth is in fact the spectral essence of deceased Jedi Master Zark of the Galactic Alliance. Existing across space and time until recent events bound him to a corporeal shell, Amroth still partially exists within the spirit realm and can call upon that connection to the Unifying Force to bolster those around him.
- Lightforged: While infusing his still living spirit with a soul snare crystal was the act of a desperate, unbalanced man, in his final moments of life Zark made peace with the Force, thus simultaneously becoming a Jedi spirit but still tethered to the material plane. For as long as he resists the temptation to embrace the Darkside, he remains attuned to the Light and considers himself an instrument of its will.
- Half-Life: Once trapped in the empyrean like all spiritual after images, his journeys between worlds have revealed to him the knowledge necessary to bind himself to an animate corporeal husk. Now capable of influencing others but still unliving, Amroth is a shadow of the man he was in life. Physically frail and in constant need of rest and meditation, his value as a Jedi Lord are in his tactical insight and psychic presence.
- Spirit Bound: Amroth's continued existence remains intrinsically linked with that of the Dawnstar. Annihilating his physical form would not totally destroy his essence, but irreparable damage to the holocron's soul snare core would prove just as effective at erasing him from existence. Now that he has once again taken physical form, he is now also limited by proximity to the Force talisman, where Amroth goes so too must his tether.
Lord Amroth rarely appears in public, and when he does it is without exception behind a gilded mask which completely disguises his features. Only his truest confidants know the secret of the withered homunculus which contains his spirit. Ashen pale, the face behind the mask is hauntingly expressionless and featureless, more like an echo of a man than a man himself. Nevertheless, despite his infirm appearance the Jedi Lord seems to radiate a quality of righteous tranquility.
BIOGRAPHY
ALL CRIES ARE WAKING!
Whitest White of all White!
Blackest Blacks of all Blacks!
Shame and Son, Sun, and Shadow!
Stronger than gods, brighter than mortals!
Only He is Awake!
Only He is Alive!
He Knows the Names and the Naming!
He Knows the Wait and the Waiting!
He Enters into every Star and Moon!
He Shines through their Shadows!
One Shape, One Spelling!
One Wraith, One Casting!
From Light, He is Armed!
From Darkness, He is Warded!
He is All Things!
Drake! Liche! Theomen!
On rivers of fire he comes forth!
Through storms of dreams he rides!
With slivers of steel he pierces the Heart!
All Spells, Powers, Curses Broken!
The Chains are Shattered!
The Scales Fall Away!
I see you with MY EYE!
And all is SILENCE!
I Wake! I Remember!
LORD!
