Vekkar Zesh
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NAME: Vekkar Zesh (Romus)
FACTION: The One Sith
RANK: Acolyte? (Will be updated as soon as I get a master and start my training)
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 18
SEX: Male
RANK: Acolyte? (Will be updated as soon as I get a master and start my training)
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 18
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 168 cm
WEIGHT: 78 kg
EYES: Pale blue
HAIR: Dirty blonde (light brown with light blonde streaks)
SKIN: Pale Caucasian
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
WEIGHT: 78 kg
EYES: Pale blue
HAIR: Dirty blonde (light brown with light blonde streaks)
SKIN: Pale Caucasian
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+Physically strong and high endurance from a life of hard labor
+Very Intelligent. Despite rough farm work and living in a backwater planet, reading was one of the few things Vekkar enjoyed.
+Charismatic. Learning from an early age that he could manipulate people to get the things he wanted.
+Strong Will. Due to the power of the Force, Vekkar has an innate talent for directing the force inward; strengthening his body and sharpening his mind. (Claiming Strong with the Force if I can. If I can't just tell me and I'll remove this)
- Mistrustful. He doesn't do anything without wanting something in return, so he expects this from everyone else.
- Due to his large size, he is slower than most opponents
-Very curious about the Jedi.
-Smokes Death Sticks
APPEARANCE:
This 18 year old is ripped. Growing up in a situation almost like slave-labor, this kid has some shoulders and big chesticles. His eyes have a sharp intensity of intelligence that ultimately force people to just agree to whatever he is saying.
BIOGRAPHY:.
Vek is an only child, born in Dagro. Because of that, his destiny had been decided, for there was only one path for him to take. He would grow up to be a simple farmer, helping his father, Tasmon work the farm. A hard life, far from governmental aid. Dagro is a agricultural planet of plains and farmland far in the Outer Rim. Limited technology, this world is as backwater as you could get; it's only connection to the rest of the galaxy by supplying grain and food to the Empire.
Vekkar despised Dargro, and everyone in it. He hated farming; working hard all year and barely scraping by. Most of all, he hated his father. What little they did make, he used to stay drunk. Abusive to say the least, Tasmon blaming him for his mother's death. But, something happened the last time that shook him to the very core of his being. Tas had gotten a little more drunk than usual, and his hand became all the heavier because of it. Vekkar still doesn't know what happened, not exactly. His father had collapsed; heart failure was the diagnosis. But he knew it was something more. Vek felt... responsible, as if somehow it was his fault. Crazy, it seems, but he couldn't shake the feeling. But, he knew what he was going to do.
He had to get off this rock. There was nothing for him here, and the only thing stopping him lies rotting in the dirt.
(Will be updated as I RP)
SHIP:
Nope.
KILLS:
Nada.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
Zip
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ROLE-PLAYS:
KILLS:
Nada.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
Zip
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ROLE-PLAYS:
Zilch.
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Force abilities:
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