Keaton Yeates
Member
Name: Ta'ek Viss
Faction: One Sith
Rank: none
Species: Half Human/ Half Sith Pureblood
Age: 22
Sex: Male
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 170 Lbs
Eyes: Heterochromatic (one Red, one White from injury)
Hair: Shaved hair, head adorned with war tattoos and battle scars
Skin: Humanoid-flesh tone, but with the bone spurs typical of Sith Purebloods
Force Sensitive: YES
******* Strengths: *******
- Neurotechnologically bonded to his Armor, the Exile's Carapace, which provides sensor relays and environmental info directly to his brain, as well as physically encased in the armor.
- Nearly unbreakable willpower due to being a born a slave and fighting to survive his whole life.
- Hearty immune system and physical build.
- Excellent Hand-to-Hand combatant, aided by Sith bone spurs and Echani Training. (Natural melee combat prowess, formally trained in Echani Arts by his first employer)
- Highly intelligent, able to solve problems on the fly, and retain vast amounts of information.
- Numerous criminal and black market connections.
- Superior reflexes and intuition due to Force Sensitivity.
- Knowledge of machines, droids, slicing, and security protocols from Mercenary career.
- High tolerance to alcohol, most chemicals, toxins, and poisons due to criminal drug use and exposure.
- Possesses innate mastery with bladed weapons, plus OJT
- Intermediate Knowledge of Blaster-Rifle type weapons.
- Advanced Knowledge of Blaster-Pistol type weapons.
- Very skilled manipulator and behavioral analyst, due to lifetime and life style full of distrust and betrayal.
- Confident and competitive, always seeking to test his own right to live.
- Unwavering personal convictions
- Skilled actor and spy
******** Weaknesses: ********
- As he is bonded with his armor, the Exile's carapace, he has to remain in it at all times, until such a time as he can find someone to unbond the suit to his nervous system, or until he dies, whichever comes first. This physical barrier also further limits his ability to connect with those around him, adding to his cold demeanor.
- Still young in terms of existential age.
- Will begin Force Training at a much older age than most Force-Sensitives
- Competitive and cocky, seeming to have a death wish, he will often take on tasks that are suicidally dangerous to test himself.
- Cold and calculating, often finds little or anything of value to the point of nihilism.
- Apathy and disregard for all life, including his own and his associates. Believes all who die deserve death for their weakness, including himself.
- Reputation as a Mercenary prior to becoming a Sith Lord was highly regarded, although his methods often viewed as less-than-favorable from a moral standpoint.
- One eye is damaged from a prior injury, making it white and semi-blind
****** Appearance ******
Ta'ek prior to donning the Sith Lord mantle appeared as a normal humanoid in skin tone and slightly-predatory features, but with Sith bone spurs and red eyes. He had short-cropped hair, but later he shaved it to display his many scars and war tattoos.
***** Biography *****
Ta'ek Viss was the illegitimate son of a Sith Purebred Nobleman and a Mandolorean Slave woman. At the discovery of the slave's pregnancy, he sold the slave via black market channels on Nar Shadaa to hide his actions.
Ta'ek Viss was the personal slave for a black market arms dealer on Nar Shadaa from the time he was able to stand. He saw many of the customers his master did business with, and became used to being shouted at and degraded.
One night when Ta'ek was 12, he witnessed a heated argument between his master and a customer. He had never seen anyone brave enough to argue with his master before. He watched intently from the shadows.
As he did, the man arguing with his master noticed him in the corner. He stopped suddenly, offering instead to buy the boy from the arms dealer, so he could be trained as a soldier.
The boy's master refused, laughing that the boy was too weak to ever be anything but his slave til the day be died.
The man left the shop without another word, and Ta'ek was enraged by both his master's words and the other man's sudden lack of opposition. His master proceeded to become intoxicated, as was his nightly routine.
Ta'ek waited until his master fell asleep, then cut his throat with a hydrospanner. As his master awoke with a frightened start, Ta'ek stared coldly into his eyes as the life drained from them. He realized then, how fragile life was in its final moments.
As he stumbled from the shop in a haze, he felt a hand on his shoulder. It was the man from earlier.
"Excellent work son," he said calmly, "My associates wanted him dead for a while, but we couldn't risk our fingerprints on the job. You did fine work back there. Full of anger, but i can see you have nimble and deft hands. We could use someone like you in our employ....."
Thus began Ta'eks life as a mercenary for the Hutts of Nar Shadaa. The man who recruited him, Sirus Bantaa, personally trained him in the Echani Arts, as well as swordsmanship, which he proved to be a natural at, as well as various fire arms.
Over the next ten years, he would come to harden himself as a hitman for the Hutts, while also committing various other crimes to generate credits. He was recently exiled to Tatooine as punishment for killing his last partner on a job, and forced into a suit of armor designed to keep their favorite loose cannon in check. He now sits in the bar with the hope he might one day find a mark that would lead him off the planet that has been both his prison...and his proving ground.
Faction: One Sith
Rank: none
Species: Half Human/ Half Sith Pureblood
Age: 22
Sex: Male
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 170 Lbs
Eyes: Heterochromatic (one Red, one White from injury)
Hair: Shaved hair, head adorned with war tattoos and battle scars
Skin: Humanoid-flesh tone, but with the bone spurs typical of Sith Purebloods
Force Sensitive: YES
******* Strengths: *******
- Neurotechnologically bonded to his Armor, the Exile's Carapace, which provides sensor relays and environmental info directly to his brain, as well as physically encased in the armor.
- Nearly unbreakable willpower due to being a born a slave and fighting to survive his whole life.
- Hearty immune system and physical build.
- Excellent Hand-to-Hand combatant, aided by Sith bone spurs and Echani Training. (Natural melee combat prowess, formally trained in Echani Arts by his first employer)
- Highly intelligent, able to solve problems on the fly, and retain vast amounts of information.
- Numerous criminal and black market connections.
- Superior reflexes and intuition due to Force Sensitivity.
- Knowledge of machines, droids, slicing, and security protocols from Mercenary career.
- High tolerance to alcohol, most chemicals, toxins, and poisons due to criminal drug use and exposure.
- Possesses innate mastery with bladed weapons, plus OJT
- Intermediate Knowledge of Blaster-Rifle type weapons.
- Advanced Knowledge of Blaster-Pistol type weapons.
- Very skilled manipulator and behavioral analyst, due to lifetime and life style full of distrust and betrayal.
- Confident and competitive, always seeking to test his own right to live.
- Unwavering personal convictions
- Skilled actor and spy
******** Weaknesses: ********
- As he is bonded with his armor, the Exile's carapace, he has to remain in it at all times, until such a time as he can find someone to unbond the suit to his nervous system, or until he dies, whichever comes first. This physical barrier also further limits his ability to connect with those around him, adding to his cold demeanor.
- Still young in terms of existential age.
- Will begin Force Training at a much older age than most Force-Sensitives
- Competitive and cocky, seeming to have a death wish, he will often take on tasks that are suicidally dangerous to test himself.
- Cold and calculating, often finds little or anything of value to the point of nihilism.
- Apathy and disregard for all life, including his own and his associates. Believes all who die deserve death for their weakness, including himself.
- Reputation as a Mercenary prior to becoming a Sith Lord was highly regarded, although his methods often viewed as less-than-favorable from a moral standpoint.
- One eye is damaged from a prior injury, making it white and semi-blind
****** Appearance ******
Ta'ek prior to donning the Sith Lord mantle appeared as a normal humanoid in skin tone and slightly-predatory features, but with Sith bone spurs and red eyes. He had short-cropped hair, but later he shaved it to display his many scars and war tattoos.
***** Biography *****
Ta'ek Viss was the illegitimate son of a Sith Purebred Nobleman and a Mandolorean Slave woman. At the discovery of the slave's pregnancy, he sold the slave via black market channels on Nar Shadaa to hide his actions.
Ta'ek Viss was the personal slave for a black market arms dealer on Nar Shadaa from the time he was able to stand. He saw many of the customers his master did business with, and became used to being shouted at and degraded.
One night when Ta'ek was 12, he witnessed a heated argument between his master and a customer. He had never seen anyone brave enough to argue with his master before. He watched intently from the shadows.
As he did, the man arguing with his master noticed him in the corner. He stopped suddenly, offering instead to buy the boy from the arms dealer, so he could be trained as a soldier.
The boy's master refused, laughing that the boy was too weak to ever be anything but his slave til the day be died.
The man left the shop without another word, and Ta'ek was enraged by both his master's words and the other man's sudden lack of opposition. His master proceeded to become intoxicated, as was his nightly routine.
Ta'ek waited until his master fell asleep, then cut his throat with a hydrospanner. As his master awoke with a frightened start, Ta'ek stared coldly into his eyes as the life drained from them. He realized then, how fragile life was in its final moments.
As he stumbled from the shop in a haze, he felt a hand on his shoulder. It was the man from earlier.
"Excellent work son," he said calmly, "My associates wanted him dead for a while, but we couldn't risk our fingerprints on the job. You did fine work back there. Full of anger, but i can see you have nimble and deft hands. We could use someone like you in our employ....."
Thus began Ta'eks life as a mercenary for the Hutts of Nar Shadaa. The man who recruited him, Sirus Bantaa, personally trained him in the Echani Arts, as well as swordsmanship, which he proved to be a natural at, as well as various fire arms.
Over the next ten years, he would come to harden himself as a hitman for the Hutts, while also committing various other crimes to generate credits. He was recently exiled to Tatooine as punishment for killing his last partner on a job, and forced into a suit of armor designed to keep their favorite loose cannon in check. He now sits in the bar with the hope he might one day find a mark that would lead him off the planet that has been both his prison...and his proving ground.
