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X'Svante

X'Svante

The Fugitive Slave
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NAME:
X'Svante
FACTION: None
RANK: (Ex) Slave
SPECIES: Miraluka
AGE: 32
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 1,8 Meters.
WEIGHT: 65 Kg.
EYES: Lack of physical eyes. Thus none.
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Skin color is pale.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Miralukas are force sensitive, Though X'Svante is not as potent as other Miraluka

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APPEARANCE: X'Svante always has a colored cloth over his eyes (Mostly red) Due to social standards. He has a multitude of scars and slave brandings (Things like numbers and symbols) Burned into his skin all over. Most of them are on his chest or back and one on his right shoulder blade. He does little to hide them however.

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Force Sight:
(From the wikia)

The Miraluka relied on this power constantly to compensate for their physical blindness. They could not perceive colors but could distinguish organics (even dead) and their alignment from the surrounding environment by their characteristic aura. Most objects, including doors and walls, appeared translucent, allowing to see through them. The Miraluka were the most skilled experts of the technique.

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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
(+) Blind Justice: All Miraluka are foce sensitive and perceive the environment around them through Force Sight instead of regular vision.
(+) Force is meaningless without skill: X'Svante is a pracitced fighter and will never fight someone who is superior to him. (Except when he is dead set on it)
(+) Your will, My Hands: X'Svante will do everything he can to break free fellow slaves and get them back on track, He is willing to remain at their side for as long as it takes to get them back on track with a normal decent life.
(+) Brave the shadows: X'Svante never hides his past as a slave and is proud to have come this far. He feels that everyone that makes fun of him has never experienced the true horror of slavery.

(+/-) Right in the middle: So long as a person is not a slave or a slaver he does not care. He will make friends with anyone and everyone. But the moment someone dabbles in the sale of flesh he will mark that person as an enemy and will never let that slide.


(-) Headstrong: If X'Svante has his mind set, nothing can persuade him to do otherwise.
(-) Their pain is my pleasure: People whom X'Svante thinks deserve punishment will be tortured extremely slowly by cutting off small parts or firing a shot over a spread period of time making him extremely sadistic to extract 'revenge'
(-) Echoes from beyond: X'Svante hears the voices of the people he killed and those he could not save. These voices drive him to a state of fear. He can mostly hear them during moments of silence and thus appear frequently when sleeping. Making X'Svante dislike silence.
(-) Not blind, Visually challanged: X'Svante hates it when people mention his lack of sight and finds it offensive when people bring it up out of the blue. When one pokes fun at it he could potentially become hostile. This is due to the fact that as a slave he was often forced to remove his eye coverings and made fun off by those who abused him.


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BIOGRAPHY:

X'svante was always one to be a little out and about in comparison to his siblings. An older brother and a younger sister. He enjoyed being outside allot and never went out of his way when he could get his hands dirty. But he was also a kind hearted boy. Often helping an elder with some trivial task or helping his younger sister when she got in trouble. Like all Miraluka he was force sensitive as well though not as much as his sister or brother was in the end leaving him alone as both his siblings got taken away to train in the force.

It mattered little to the young boy as he got used to being on his own and learn how to amuse himself while his siblings where away. The days turned into weeks and then into months. Only when the months turned into years did he get news from his siblings. His sister whom he loved had been murdered by his own brother in combat. Though it was a fit of rage that made his brother leash out. But when questioned about his brother's were abouts he only received silence. This made X'svante furious for his brother had brought grief upon the family but would not come and face justice.

When X'svante became of age he decided to seek out his brother so that his sister may finally find rest. Though this was already so many years later that his parents wanted to talk him out of such a foolish thought. But he would not let it slide. For many years of pent up anger would not go away so quickly. And thus a headstrong X'Svante went out on a foolish mission of revenge on his brother. Though to his surprise his brother was not far off.

A small nearby moon had a ship orbitting it. With his father's borrowed ship X'Svante assaulted the ship to face off his brother. Whom had killed himself aboard the downed vessel. In a fit of rage X'svante screamed smashing his Vibro Blade through every piece of equipment on the broken ship only to trigger a electrical surge knocking out the only way to board his own ship and push itself away into space.

For what felt like an eterinty he floated in space on the broken ship with the corpse of his brother. It was then that the ship got captured by a group of pirates who had expected some worth on the piece of scrap. When X'Svante was brought before the leader of the cut throats he merely begged to be returned to his homeplanet. But when the body of his brother with lightsaber was brought before the leader it all changed from a friendly talk to a forcefull beating.

For it seemed that they thought X'svante had murdered an: 'Jedi/Sith' and was dangerous to the ship. They threw him in the hold and it was here that X'Svante had to face the truth. He was going to be sold out.

So often as the captain passed by with the lightsaber on his hip did he try and use the force to grab it. But to no success as he was not gifted enough in the force like his siblings were. But he never gave up. Even when he got hauled off in chains and he had his last chance. He could not use the force..

X'Svante tried to forget the torture and pain he endured. From being a living punch bag to a cleaner in an warehouse. An servant in a mansion to a personal body guard to some stuck up rich kid. Until he ended up in a mining operation that was looking for fuel on astroids.

Something that X'Svante had no knowledge of was stirring inside the operation sending the ship into chaos as he and his fellow slaves tried to get off the ship in a large riot. It was here that at the edge of it all he felt his sisters soothing words through his head as he rallied the other slaves and made his way to victory leading them till the end.

X'svante now runs for his life because some pets should never be let go. And one of his former masters was quite fond of X'Svante for reasons even he could not imagine. The markings on his skin are nothing more but a living reminder of his painfull history. So many years have passed since the hunt for his brother. He doubted even his family would remember him if they saw him. But that all meant nothing to him right now. He had to run to live. He had to fight to survive. And all in the meantime he tried to extract justice on slavers.

All while trying to save his own skin from his former master for reasons unkown to him considering he wasn't worth that much. But in the end. He could not trust anyone.

Because he realized something in all those years. There is no left, right or in between. There is only what you perceive and how you deal with what you see.


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SHIP:
None
KILLS:
None
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None


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ROLE-PLAYS:
None so far !
 

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