ʜᴄ sᴠɴᴛ ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏɴᴇs
"Make it stop - make it stop! Bleed, break, die, I don't care; you'll just make it stop!"
OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
Intent: To provide a demonstration of utterly gratuitous evil and sadism on the part of [member="Antherion"], as well as to provide a unique companion in an unusual role.
Image Credit: Mana Geode
Role: Familiar; Lightsaber Crystal
Links: N/A
PHYSICAL INFORMATION
Age: 1,025 standard years (The Broken One has only existed as a singular entity separate from of the Tsil for a few standard months, however.
Force Sensitivity: Latent Force-Sensitivity / Force Amplification inherent to its species.
Species: Tsil
Appearance: Although once part of something much larger, the Broken One has been reduced to a glistering, crimson shard no larger than a standard humanoid's thumb. It pulsates with a faint, ruby light from within, and is jagged at the edges, of irregular shape.
SOCIAL INFORMATION
- Name: The Broken One; Our Suffering Brother/Self (To the Tsil, who can still faintly sense the Broken One's plight through what lingering threads of their species' telepathic union remains connected to him).
- Loyalties: None; Forcibly obeys Antherion (And by extension, The Sith Empire)
- Wealth: N/A (Enslaved)
- Notable Possessions: N/A (Enslaved)
- Skills: Like all members of the Tsil species, the Broken One has the inherent ability to amplify the Force and light. When inserted into an energy focusing device, the Broken One is capable of generating superior intensity, yet increased volatility.
- Personality: The Broken One is possessed of a feral sadism born of its own victimization. It has no love of the violent acts it is forced to partake in, nor for its Master, yet its own latent power grows, and each time it inflicts suffering it experiences a measure of solace from the nightmare of endless, listless pain in which it is trapped. As such, it relishes inflicting pain for reasons of pragmatism, and bathed in the Dark Side it has acquired an appetite for agony and a desperation for the end of its existence that are reflected in communing with it.
- Weapon of Choice: The Force (Indirectly)
- Combat Function: In combat, the Broken One traditionally is an inert gem. However, due to its capabilities of amplifying both energy and the Force, it can provide support through its Dark Side attunement. Normally it does so by lashing out wildly with emotion, channeling it through itself and creating a zone of volatility charged with the Dark Side.
The Tsil are a peaceful species, by the by, content to let the aeons flow by in their timeless, mental communion on a relatively isolated planet. However, rumor and legend have carried, and now a few have come seeking these fabled beings with ill intent. For the most part, they can be deterred by the storms that wrack the planet, or the volatile eruptions that occur whenever the Force is touched. Even after persisting, only the most heartless of sentients would willfully enslave such gentle creatures after learning their true nature.
Antherion is among the most heartless of sentients.
The one called the Broken One was, in the tradition of all Sith crystals, 'bled.' It was, in other words, subjected by the Force to utterly unbearable pain, especially striking since before, The Broken One had never known any sort of suffering whatsoever. Although its current status is but a minute percentage of its former life, the Broken One has already given up hope, largely because it has no power by which to communicate its plight from its cylindrical metal prison.
For the first long while, the living gem did not speak. Then, as it was in the depths of its agony and despair, it felt an electric jolt of excitement and a rush of power as its blade was used to take a life. For a moment, the creature pulsed with its alien language, as if asking Master, what do I feel?
"You feel the Dark Side." Its master replied. "It is what you are suffering for the sake of." As the Broken One had not known true pain, it also now grew to learn true pleasure in the acts of war, death, and violence. Slowly accustomed to its unmooring, it grows more extroverted, seeking out with its thoughts others with which to share its sensations of violence and destruction, tasting this "Dark Side" that offers the one way out of whatever hell it is trapped in.
The Broken One, if anything, is an excellent example of the Dark Side degrading once dignified and peaceful beings to the status of animal, begging and whimpering, thrashing with boredom, crying out with its mind for bloodlust, and having its wish all too often granted. In the eyes of its race, and the eyes of the Galaxy, it is a creature once not like a child, now a monster.
