Character Venor

[Xeev Deechi]

A man's life of struggle, a slave to cruel masters, but escaped. A new home, new roots, on another planet. A hard life, but free. That would change, to become bloody and brutal, when he found another enemy. Forced to suffer and survive against an overwhelming foe, the Bryn'adûl, which brought a loss of his domicile. A man who picked up his sword, led a fight, protected his loved ones. A power burned within, a force, unearthed from deep. Years passed, a nomadic life, as a man and his family lived in many homes. Homes that were temporary, some little more than caves, but together a life was forged. Belongings were lost, merely things of little value, but a family grew closer in spirit and heart. A partner, children, the only reason needed to protect and fight and kill. Seeming endless battles, running and fleeing, loss on many worlds one after the other, a man on the verge of defeat and limit of willpower as the wave threatened to break resolve.

But then.

After so long, with so much death on so many worlds, the enemy was stopped, expunged by a galaxy. Empires, Republics, Alliances, Orders, each stood against the terror. Relief, safety, a chance to make a real home were possible. A man did so, but there remained enemies of Bryn'adûl, that fought still. Small groups, ones that tried to take from a man and his family. Struck down those enemies were, sliced and bloody, no remorse. A power grew, unsated, and demanded more vengeance, more death, to balance. Across different lands, a purge, a ceaseless crusade to remove the enemy from being any threat. More time passed, but finally a man fought enough to secure a home, family protected, safe. A time of peace; a man buried his sword, put the blade that had felled his enemies, offered protection, laid to rest. A family then grew, children's children, a community that brought in others to keep growing; and so a man was content, time passed, love and safety and free of blood and battle.

But then.

Dark power, echoed within a brotherhood of warriors, onto the planet they raged. They fought, others from space fought them, the land was covered in blood and fire and death. Energy and projectiles rained from the clouds, vessels crashed into land, a man watched his community torn asunder. Family fled, again the cycle, a man ran with his family though bigger now. Almost away, almost safe, but a man was burdened by too many children and children's children... and then from the sky, eruptions of fire and metal, mighty starships fell. The family was consumed, white-hot fire and pain, voices of a man's beloved tore through his mind. Anguish, fear, suffering. Etched into memory, like the faces of those a man could not protect, as the fire burned his skin and his throat rendered raw from screams. One word on his lips; maw.

After a time, battle calmed. A man buried his loved, buried his family, and was left hollow. Dark power twisted inside, clawed at the mind, the soul, and a man was content to answer. Family tattoos, painful to see, removed with fire. Scars, like the memory, pain a constant reminder. A sword, long forgotten and buried, torn from the ground. Familiar grip touched wanting palm. The notched blade was fueled by death, blood, all the destruction around. It became more, a dark vengeance with otherworldly power, wielded by a man of hate and loss and suffering. A man sought battle, chased death, and found only weakness that fell before him... but a man was no longer a man, he was something else, darker, powerful, and a storm of reckoning that darkened the sky.

And with his suffering, his rage, his revenge, a new name:

Venor.

Spoiler

NAME: Venor
SPECIES: Chev
GENDER: Male
AGE: 56
HEIGHT: 5'8" (1.7m)
EYE COLOR: Yellow; violet (previous)
SKIN COLOR: Gray
HAIR COLOR: N/A

HOMEWORLD: Vinsoth (Abandoned)
RESIDENCE: None (Current); Garel (Previous)

LANGUAGES: Basic, Chev (Native)

FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
FORCE RANK: Master
FORCE ALIGNMENT: Dark

FACTION: Unknown

Long lived, two hearts, technical aptitude
Skilled in blades with combat experience
Fueled by revenge and suffering

Limited technological belongings or resources
No formal training in the Force
Fueled by revenge and suffering

POSSESSIONS:

• Slave robes (Chev)
• Sword (dark side alchemized)
• Few personal possessions and credits
• Light freighter

 

[Xeev Deechi]

RP THREADS

➤ Journey into Darkness
➤ Careless Whisper