The Unyielding Flame
ODRIN RATH
| Theme | The Drug In Me |
| Age | 20s |
| Alias | Angeron |
| Faction(s) | Sith Order Empire Reborn |
| Class | Sith Juggernaut |
| Rank | Sith Knight |
| Species | Epicanthix |
| Birthplace | Panatha |
| Homeworld | Ord Mantell |
| Personality Traits | Brave Tyrant Merciless |
| Education Traits | Street Smart Dark Side Adept Military Brat |
| Lifestyle Traits | Blademaster Tactician Commander |
| Gender | Male |
| Height | 6'8" (2.07m) |
| Weight | 250lbs (113 kilos) |
| Force Sensitive | Yes |
| Force Alignment | Bogan |
| Languages | Many |
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DESCRIPTION
Odrin Rath is a monster of a man, standing at 6'8" and weighing around 250lbs. He is imposing and menacing with short black cropped hair and sporting a thick black beard which he keeps trimmed. His face shows many minor scars gained from a lifetime of warfare and combat. His tattoos link back to a history of criminality and gang related conduct when he was younger, featuring mainly some Black Sun motifs and other underworld sigils. He is a figure bulked with muscle that he focuses on keeping in absolute peak physical shape.
STRENGTHS
[+] Commander - Odrin was raised on the streets first as a gang enforcer and then turned non-commissioned officer in the Dark Empire military. He knows how to lead men in combat and how to plan and execute a battle plan with grim efficiency.
[+] Weapon Master - Having had to learn to defend himself not just with his prodigal power in the Force but also in weapons of many styles. Odrin can utilize many different forms of weapons proficiently or learn to wield them quickly.
[+] Prodigal - Being the heir to an ancient Sith lineage, Odrin has dormant Force powers just waiting to be tapped into. His skill and power in the Force could one day match or exceed his skill and power with a saber.
WEAKNESSES
[-] Merciless - Growing up on the streets of Ord Mantell and working alongside gangsters and other criminals, Odrin learned from a very young age to not let anyone take what could be his. This also creates an emotionally detachment in him that anyone would find hard pressed to pierce.
[-] War is Life - Odrin is the epitome of a soldier and Sith, he revels in the battlefield and welcomes challenges that test his martial might. You don't send this hammer anywhere or at anyone you don't identify as a anvil.
[-] Scars - If there is anyone who thinks they may have a chance of 'saving' or 'turning' Odrin to the light; goodluck. The scars on his face and body aren't the only ones he keeps tucked away.
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Martial Skills
Novice • Adept • Expert • Master
Form I Shii-Cho: Adept
Form II Makashi: Expert
Form III Soresu: Expert
Form IV Ataru: Master
Form V Shien/Djem So: Expert
Form VI Niman: Novice
Form VII Juyo/Vaapad: Master
Jar'Kai: Expert
Teräs Käsi: Master
Dun Möch: Adept
Force Skills
Novice • Adept • Expert • Master
Alter: Expert
• Force Shockwave
• Force Maelstrom
• Darkshear
Control: Expert
• Focused Rage
• Consume Essence
• Battlemind
Body: Expert
• Force Enrage
• Force Destruction
• Convection
Sense: Adept
• Battle Meditation
• Deadly Sight
Sith Alchemy: Novice
• Sithspawn
Dark Side: Adept
• Malicious Fury
• Dark Aura
General Skills
Novice • Adept • Expert • Master
Piloting: Master
Survival: Master
Slicing: Novice
Oratory: Adept
Strategy: Master
Crafting: Expert
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HISTORY
Act 1:
The man now known as Odrin Rath was raised in the slums of Ord Mantell, on the outskirts of Ord Mantell City, as a war orphan. He never knew his parents or any known family connected to him. He was alone. And so it was he had to grow alone and learn alone. Learn the hard truth of the galaxy.
That the strong take from the weak.
And Odrin hated being weak. He hated being the target of those bigger and stronger than he. So even from a young age he had the ambition and drive to be better, stronger and faster. Growing up alone in the underworld was no easy feat for anyone; less so a child. But Odrin did it. He survived the beatings and the brawls. He survived the shootouts and the law enforcement raids. He survived the drugs and the dens of vice. He survived it all. His past with the Black Sun syndicate certainly left it's fair share of scars and tattoos on him. But Odrin made it out alive.
Until he was caught.
Having served as a syndicate enforcer and hitman for years, from childhood to his later teens, he was used to avoiding the law. He knew how to avoid them or otherwise pay them off to look the other way. He knew the streets of his homeworld and all the back alleys. Getting caught by another gang or the law was never the risk. The real risk was knowing who to trust and that was where Odrin learned another hard truth about the galaxy.
You can't trust anyone.
Betrayed for a promotion by a woman he thought he loved. A tale as old as time itself. Maybe Vima was forced to make the decision. Perhaps she had been blackmailed by his rivals within the syndicate, those who were weaker and more envious of his position and skill. At least that is what he had hoped. A thought that died along with the very notion of hope. To never again cross his mind, to never hope for something he could not control. And certainly to never fall for the sin known as love ever again. Hopefully.
Act 2:
So it was almost a young adult that stood before the judge assigned to his case, looking over the long list of crimes now being brought down on him. Crimes he had never been caught for but widely attributed to himself. Crimes he remembered and gloated over to petty ones he could hardly remember. Crimes he had to commit to simply survive in situations stacked against him. Crimes no less, sadly. The sentence was swift but a silver lining remained. A olive branch offered behind a knowing sneer.
Sentenced to a prison work camp or join the military until time served.
It was a no brainer. Odrin would learn to survive as he always had but he would keep his perceived freedoms. And so he was escorted off to a recruiter where he would learn to fight. And not the simple alley brawls he was used to or the random exchange of blaster fire from untrained gangsters. He would instead learn to march, learn discipline, learn tactics and how to maintain equipment and be presentable. All these things were new to him. And he hated it at first. Hated that he got yelled at by weaker men he could not say anything against. Hated that he had to fight on others terms and not his own. Though learn he did. He fell into his new role as a soldier with eager haste as he soaked in all the knowledge and skill he could.
He was exemplary in his new role.
Soon he was fighting across various worlds as a trooper. Being deployed to hostile worlds with hostile people. Sometimes to patrol, to recon, to garrison, to wage war...to subdue. It taught him a lot of warfare and what true fighting looked like. What it smelled like. What it was to truly win and lose in equal measure. While his ambition to overcome his weaknesses never dulled, he still chafed at being under someone else's leash. Though he would rise through the NCO ranks over the years he still always felt something was missing. Some deeper secret he was unaware of.
Until he was brought the truth.
Act 3:
Odrin eventually discovered his truth. While serving on the world of Prakith as a soldier of the Dark Empire, he met wayward relatives who revealed to him his true worth.
He was a Rath via his mothers side, still unknowing of his fathers ancestry.
An ancient Sith lineage born from the ancient Je'daii who had since become all but unknown in recent times. Though the last of his family would seemingly die at the hands of the Galactic Alliances assaults on their former territories, Odrin finally felt like he had a true calling. A true place in the galaxy outside of what others dictated for him. He was no longer Odrin the Orphan. No longer Odrin the Enforcer. No longer Odrin the Soldier.
He was now Odrin the Sith.
For the next few years, Odrin dived deep into his new role. He learned from obtained Holocrons, fellow Sith and traveled wide and far to discover his new powers and how to wield them. A whole new world was now open for exploration and exploitation, something he reveled in as he continued his journey into self discovery and self corruption. And it is here that his story continues, the story of Odrin Rath.
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FAMILY
Father • Unknown • Sith Lord (?)
Mother • Odera Rath • Sith Lord (Dead)
Aunt • Sybille Rath • Merchant (Dead)
FRIENDS/LOVERS
Former Master • Darth Imperius • Sith Lord
Current Master • Darth Prazutis • Sith Lord
Ally? • Serina Calis • Sith Knight
ENEMIES
In time
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