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Character Razgrave Jido

Phantom of the Force
Razgrave Jido


"The wolves in the woods have sharp teeth and long claws, but it's the wolf inside who will tear you apart."

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Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 185lbs

Profession: Thief, Assassin, Spy
Partners: N/A

Titles: N/A
Factions: N/A

Sex: Male
Orientation: Bi-curious

EYES:
Brown
HAIR: Jet Black
SKIN: Brown


Force Sensitivity: Yes, Razgrave is force sensitive




 
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Phantom of the Force
Razgrave Jido


"Its only natural for the weak to perish. The weak are destined to lie beneath the boots of the strong. If that angers you, overcome your deficits."

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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Strengths

  1. Stealth: Razgrave is a natural at blending in with a crowd or being light on his feet.
  2. Perception: Razgrave has a sixth sense for perceiving things that are not what they seem. Even without the aid of the force, Razgrave can pick up on the subtle details others tend to miss.
  3. Tactics: Unorthodox in method, he tends to think outside of normal parameters tactically, shocking and surprising friend and foe alike with the stratagems he crafts and employs.
Weaknesses
  1. Underestimations: He has often come into situations overconfident in his abilities, belittling his opponents and doesn't take them seriously sometimes, an error he soon realizes afterward.
  2. Patience: He hates to wait on others, as well as wasting his time idle or stagnant.


APPEARANCE:
Razgrave is a slim but athletically fit young man. He has butter pecan brown skin, and has a near-flawless complexion, save for his face that has light freckles on it. He has an athletic build sporting a very visible set of abs and a semi-pumped up chest and well-toned arms and legs. His thighs and glutes are a little thicker than his arms and chest are, due to running from others and climbing on things.​

PERSONALITY:
Razgrave is a dangerous monster born of tragic circumstances, though what makes him dangerous isn't that he is a monster, but that he is one hiding in plain sight. Calm and calculated, Razgrave is nihilistic in a sense, feeling that the ends justify his means and everything eventually becomes nothing.

Though despite this, he shows great signs of restraint. For example, although Sioray has no qualms to killing those he feels are a danger to his goals, he absolutely refuses to kill those who have the potential to become of use to him in his endeavor, not even when it was his most viable option. This is to say that until one proves they have outlived such usefulness, he will allow them to live, keeping a close eye on them if he has the means to. He is also very disgusted with those who are disrespectful and desperate.

BIOGRAPHY:
I honestly can't say what my life before meeting my adoptive family was like, I was too young to really remember. My parents were killed when I was only three years old, fleeing from another planet and oppression. It was upon my arrival in Scarif that I found salvation. With no one to protect me, I was within the care of an orphanage.

It was as we were passing through the capital of the city on a shopping trip that my freedom was secured. A woman, an elegant woman who oozed grace stopped us, singling me from the group of children. She scooped me into her arms, with all the love a mother could give in her eyes. It was at that moment, I felt safe for the first time since my parents were killed.

They bought my freedom, though if they had anything to say about it, it was a "Private Adoption". I lived a good life, wanting for nothing and enjoying what the life of a well off family had to offer. The family I came to love as my own were accomplished doctors and the like.

At a young age, I was shown to appreciate the beauty in life by my new mother, mostly through medicine, as Regina was a military physician. She was my everything, my rock. From three up til age thirteen, I was glued to her hip, learning the art of medicine and appreciating the beauty in aiding others. It was during this time she had given me my purpose in life.

I especially loved to help her with her work in the capitol. One day, however, my world changed. The military hospital was attacked, and she was killed during the attack by the Jedi infiltrators, my adoptive father soon after from grief and taking his own life. It destroyed me, as they were my world. I became depressed, recluse, and shut away from the world, but above all else, I became angry.

I wish I could say I regretted the things I had to do in order to survive after I lost everything, but I didn't as it was the moment I became who I am now. It was also the moment I realized that Jedi were an infection that have festered in the universe for far too long. I have taken it upon myself to cure this pandemic of the Jedi Order, one sick patient at a time.

SHIP:
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KILLS:
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BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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