Soran Kron
Character
Name: Soran KronHomeworld: 'The Shooting Star' - The Kron family ship
Age: Nine
Species: High Zorren
Gender: Male
Height: 1.2 meters
Weight: 34 kg
Hair color: Reddish brown
Eye color: Gold (It's a species thing, not a Dark Side thing)
Skin color: Caucasian
Force sensitivity: Positive
Afilliation: The Silver Jedi Order
Biography
First YearsSoran was the son of Kayzin and Amali Kron, two of the Zorren race that roam the stars in a semi-nomadic fashion. His parents earned money as legal freighter pilots, running various forms of cargo from planet to planet, refusing to take part in any illegal oppurtunities that would earn far more credits. Soran was raised with the qualities most Zorrens have, tuaght to respect others, and to help those in need, and to be kind and respectful to others. Which helped him to adapt into the Silver Jedi.
Stranded
Soran didn't remember much of the attack. He had been told what had happened vaguely later, but all he remembered was his parents yelling for him to hide, red lights and alarms going off, and a distant voice he never reconized. Then there was pain, and everything faded away. When he woke up, he was in the middle of a forest. Huge trees rose around him in every direction, a canopy masking the sky. And he was alone. All alone. He waited there, nestled in some bushes. Hoping people would come. They didn't come. He'd been sitting in the bushes two days, when the little bear-things found him. He never knew what their names were, never even knew what they were- he couldn't understand their language. But they were probably one of the two reasons why he survived. He never knew why, but they wouldn't let him in their treehouse village up in the canopy, they tried once and one of them with a big skull hat started throwing a fit. But they came down every once in awhile, showed him what berries were safe to eat, showed him how to tell when one of those giant pig-monsters, or the furry giants that were as big as the trees were coming. Whlie they didn't take him out of the forest, they told him how to live in it.
And then there's the other reason he survived.
He began to change.
He had heard his mom talking about how children change when they get older... but he never expected this. At first his bones just started hurting... really badly. For days. A little lump formed at the bottom of his spine, which soon began to grow like someone decided to stick another arm out of his lower back. And it started growing fur. Then, it got really strange, when he had to run from one of those giant pig monsters... and realized he was running on all fours. He'd seen his dad do that before, but... And he was starting to get really hungry... a lot more. Before long he had picked every berry bush clean within a mile. Sometimes the little bear-things brought him food, some meat they'd caught, or some plant salad... he didn't like the plants much. But that's how he survived. For almost two months.
Then a ship came.
Joining the Silver Jedi
The ship had a furry thing named Greebit inside of it. And he took him away from the planet he called 'Endor'. As soon as Soran realized what was happening, he explained everything he remembered. About his parents, the lights, the yelling... And Greebit explained. Pirates attaacked a freighter in Silver Jedi space. Greebit was dispatched to take care of them. The pirates got away with all the passengers of the ship... It took over a month for Greebit to find the pirates. When he did, Soran didn't want to hear what happened. He only remembers little bits of the conversation after that. The pirates said they left the little boy on Endor. They kept the parents. Tried to sell them as slaves. There was a riot at the slave auction. Most of the slaves were killed. The Zorrens weren't found. They think they were killed in the riot.
Soran slept for days after that. When he soke up, he found himself alone in a room, laying on a bed. Nothing was in the room but a little nightstand, a trunk, and a mirror on the wall... The first thing he did was look in the mirror. He had a tail! Just like his parents, he had a tail! He'd always asked them why he didn't have one... they'd never tell him. They'd never tell him now. There were other things too- his fingernails were sharper, his ears were pointed, but he dind't pay attention that... his parents were dead. He'd never see them again. Or maybe he would. He'd said he thought they were killed... Maybe they got away... maybe they were looking for him! He was convined they were. And that brought a smile to his face. Everything was going to be okay!
Greebit came back awhlie after he woke up, and explained where he was. With the Silver Jedi. He was special, he said. They could take care of him here. Just until they found his parents.
And so he began training as a Silver Jedi
Appearance
As a High Zorren that has not yet reached his 'Trial', Soran greatly resembles a human in nearly all aspects. He is fairly short in stature, even for his age, with reddish brown hair, and the golden eyes of his species. He mostly looks like a nine year old human. Other then the trait that marks him as a High Zorren: his tail. Soran has a somewhat long bushy tail, like that of a Border Collie or fox, covered in reddish brown fur. Traits
Positive traitsWith a fairly high midichlorian count, Soran has high potential in aspects of the force.
Depsite his young age, Soran has a strong sense of values and ethics, pushing him towards helping others, and away from Dark Side tendacies.
Negative traits
Soran is a clumsy child, prone to accidents.
As he is so young, and has not been exposed to the galaxy often, Soran has the tendacy to think the best of people, which can lead him into trouble.
Neutral traits
Soran can be a bit of a 'troublemaker', occasionally having fun at other's expense, but never in any way that dangers or injures another person.
He's a nine year old puppy-boy, many sentients might, for some odd reasons, think he's adorable. <_<
