Post by Darth Nephelus on Oct 14, 2015 1:11:47 GMT
Name: Areon Karness Vasic
Sith Name: Darth Nephelus
Class: Sith Marauder
Sith Rank: Sith Knight
Master Path: Sith Templar
Other Titles: Lord of the Dead, Patriarch of House Vasic
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Height: 6'3
Eye Color: Blue
Species: Echani
Skin: Caucasian
Hair: Grey
Homeworld: Iziz, Onderon
Languages: Basic, Mandalorian
Former Master(s): Master Lucifer, Master Phobos
Former Ranks: Commander of Lady Vidia's 82nd Division, Supreme Commander of the Terrestrial Forces
Lightsaber(s): Normally uses the standardized single-blade lightsaber(red colored crystal), also uses from time to time another lightsaber of the same make but with a blue coloring crystal. Also acquired a double-bladed lightsaber.
Other Weapons: Sith Sword (Frostmourne) - A powerful claymore and artifact in which Rayden received during his travels with a group of Force beings who learned to survive on death.
Level: 12
Core Stats: -
Strength: 14
Toughness: 13
Agility: 13
Intellect: 12
Presence: 12
Spirit: 15
Combat Proficiency:
Simple Weapons: 1
Blaster Weapons: 1
Vibroweapons: 1
Exotic Weapon: Old Style Onderonian Sword 1
Sith Sword: 1+1 (Weapon Focus)
Shii-Cho: 2
Juyo: 3+1(Lightsaber form focus)
Soresu: 3
Niman: 2
Armour Type: Darkside Imbued Metal Plating, Cortosis Underweave
Armor Proficiency: Heavy
Lightsaber Proficiency: Single-Blade Lightsaber(Dual wield), (Can use Single-Blade Lightsabers) (Can use Double-Bladed Lightsabers)
Skills:
Speak Read and Write Basic
Acrobatics: 1
Pilot: 2
Atheletics: 2
Intimidate: 2
Treat Injury: 2
Handle Animal: 2
Escape Artist: 2
Knowledge (Tactics): 2
Sith Lore: 1
Survival: 1
Gather Information: 1
Diplomacy: 1
Profession: Blacksmith Rank 1
Artifact (Claymore 'Frostmourne' Sith Sword) Rank 2: A Sith sword of legendary power, forged in the icy regions of Ziost this sword was created by the legendary warrior Arthas. "Frostmourne's special power is it's imbued ability to utilise Force Push/Pull, which manifests as an icy wind."
Fame: (1) Rayden is known through the Coruscanti and Onderonian sectors due to his family heritage.
Status (3): Acting King, or Lord of Onderon. Answers directly to the Dark Council, most notably Lord Lucifer.
Perks:
Lightsaber Form Focus: Juyo
Weapon Focus: Sith Sword
Persuasive
Iron Will
Endurance
Mind Over Matter
Art of War
Martial Arts
Improved Martial Arts
Advanced Martial Arts
Defensive Martial Arts
Blind-fight
Force Channel
Sense Danger
Endurance
Force Power Focus: Force Lightning
Force Powers:
Alter
Force Barrier: 2
Force Push/Pull: 3
Telekinesis: 2
Force Grip/Choke: 1
Force Lightning: 2+1 (Force Power Focus)
Force Stun: 2
Force Storm: 3
Friendship: 1
Detoxify Poison: 1
Feed on Darkside: 1
Control
Force Speed: 3
Force Jump: 3
Enhance Senses: 2
Battlemind: 1
Force Rage: 2
Force Resistance: 2
Sense
Sense Force: 3
Telepathy: 2
Force Empathy: 2
Farseeing: 1
Special Abilities:
Lightsaber Training
Force Training
Sith Weapon Training
Jedi Hunter
Weapon Focus
Art of War
Martial Arts
Jedi Killer
Lightsaber Mastery
Expert Soldier: Infantry
Assets -
SideKick: Rank 2
Captain Riley, the ever so faithful and loyal companion of Rayden. Riley was once a captain of one of the many units that made up the Wachetrooper army.. During his time in Drakengard Academy, he befriended the aspiring Sith Marauder and the two have remained close ever since. Now currently an errand boy for Rayden, Riley spends most of his days behind a computer screen. Often times reminiscing about his days back in Drakengard Academy.
Riley had spent most of his early life getting into trouble with his friends, tangling with the authority and often times getting into fights with Union officials. His father a politician on Corellia, had him shipped off to Drakengard Academy after begging the Union to take his troubled son off of his hands. Riley was perhaps the only non-clone to have served in the Wachetrooper Army. His biggest accomplishment was impressing Zemmer during field testing. Something Zemmer noted as "Not bad for not being my clone."
Ships:
VT-49 Decimator "The Reaper"
Manufacturer: Imperial Manufacturer
Model: VT-49 Decimator
Class: Assault Class
Role: Assault Fighter, Transport
Length: 38 meters
Maximum speed (atmosphere): 975 kph
Hyperdrive Rating: Class 1 (Backup class 12)
Shielding: Equipped
Navigation Equipment: Navigation computer equipped, 5 jump capacity
Armament: Laser cannon turrets(2), Concussive missile launcher(3), 40 missiles total
Crew: 2 ( Crew ), 2 ( Gunners) Minimum crew (2), 6 passengers
Cargo Capacity: 80 tons
Consumables: 1 month
Irony, that is the easiest way to describe my tale. I am Areon, of Onderon, but to the Galaxy I was Darth Rayden. I was born to a Jedi father, and my mother a normal woman, who held little to no significance in the Galaxy. Call me cruel, but my mother served nothing more to me than a stepping stone. Ah, yes; my mother birthed me into this world. Kicking and screaming I came, and she prepared for life accordingly. But the Force is unpredictable at most, and the Force had chosen my path long before I even knew of it. At the age of 12 I murdered my family, every single one of them. My brother, my mother, and my father. Odd, an esteemed Jedi Knight could not subdue a child. Now I have been asking myself this question for years, did he allow me to kill him? Or was he too weak to take the life of his child? Either way his fate was sealed. The next few years I spent majority of my time jumping from ship to ship, smuggling myself onto freighters and even getting on board of an Alliance ship. Finally, I was found by a woman who had claimed that I had more purpose. So, I left with her. And I became a Sith. I am formerly known as Plagius and I was host to a force ghost which lead me down this path to begin with. Plagius, would no longer hold any relevance to me. As it was not me, it was the Force Ghost who was Plagius, not I. I care not for things that transpired during my time as Plagius, not about the friendships, and the people I've collected who I deemed allies at the time. Most are dead, and they served their purpose. They elevated me further, and like most who have done so, they die.
As I aged I was given a new name, Rayden. For the next few years I would find myself slipping into insanity. A curse of my own blood. It seemed that every living male of my family faced insanity at some point of time in their life. I became more irrational, I acted on pure impulse. But insanity is what I knew, and it got me places. I survived because of it. There's been so many time's I've faced death, so many times I've been on the brink. But something kept me going. And that is who I was, Rayden, the Survivor. I didn't want to be known as just that. I, like most, believe we are destined for greater things. I fell into despair, and I would to thank the Witch that broke my heart. Ah yes, its hilarious to think someone like me was capable of even remotely caring for someone. But I did, and that lead me to a path I could not come back from. My adoptive father, the Dark Lord of our Union; Lord Lucifer did his best to keep me by his side. Calling me the child, he never had. And in truth, he was the guardian I always desired. He took me under his wing, and cared for me when others didn't. But he did not understand, he believed I could be cured, saved. Such emotions are futile, especially for me. I began to feel different towards our Union, I didn't believe in our cause. Who would? In truth I was planning to leave for a while, especially with my conditioning worsening each day. But during that time, I grew erratic. I launched secret wars against the Witches of the Union, and even Dathomir.
The fact no one caught on is astounding, or perhaps my father DID know, and chose not to act. Who knows such things? I began to have thoughts of betrayal, and then I heard his voice. It was Xaos, he was beckoning to me. Calling for me to raise him from the depths, and to save the Union. He heard my plight, he heard me begging for guidance. And in my time of need, he came. He told me to bide my time, and we would arrive at that point soon enough.
Unfortunately, we never did. During my war with an occult called the Oscuritas; I fell to oblivion. I was dead, and it was cold, and welcoming. But I was returned, by the same magic that I sought to destroy. Then I knew, the war I was waging, or had waged; was my calling for something greater. Something I did not yet understand. I have become obsessed with death, I have become enthralled by the idea of controlling the undead. They thought they could silence me, but my voice will be heard. The shrieks and shrills of the undead, will fill the galaxy with fear and dread...
Rayden is dead...I am Nephelus, Lord of the Dead.
Sith Name: Darth Nephelus
Class: Sith Marauder
Sith Rank: Sith Knight
Master Path: Sith Templar
Other Titles: Lord of the Dead, Patriarch of House Vasic
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Height: 6'3
Eye Color: Blue
Species: Echani
Skin: Caucasian
Hair: Grey
Homeworld: Iziz, Onderon
Languages: Basic, Mandalorian
Former Master(s): Master Lucifer, Master Phobos
Former Ranks: Commander of Lady Vidia's 82nd Division, Supreme Commander of the Terrestrial Forces
Lightsaber(s): Normally uses the standardized single-blade lightsaber(red colored crystal), also uses from time to time another lightsaber of the same make but with a blue coloring crystal. Also acquired a double-bladed lightsaber.
Other Weapons: Sith Sword (Frostmourne) - A powerful claymore and artifact in which Rayden received during his travels with a group of Force beings who learned to survive on death.
Level: 12
Core Stats: -
Strength: 14
Toughness: 13
Agility: 13
Intellect: 12
Presence: 12
Spirit: 15
Combat Proficiency:
Simple Weapons: 1
Blaster Weapons: 1
Vibroweapons: 1
Exotic Weapon: Old Style Onderonian Sword 1
Sith Sword: 1+1 (Weapon Focus)
Shii-Cho: 2
Juyo: 3+1(Lightsaber form focus)
Soresu: 3
Niman: 2
Armour Type: Darkside Imbued Metal Plating, Cortosis Underweave
Armor Proficiency: Heavy
Lightsaber Proficiency: Single-Blade Lightsaber(Dual wield), (Can use Single-Blade Lightsabers) (Can use Double-Bladed Lightsabers)
Skills:
Speak Read and Write Basic
Acrobatics: 1
Pilot: 2
Atheletics: 2
Intimidate: 2
Treat Injury: 2
Handle Animal: 2
Escape Artist: 2
Knowledge (Tactics): 2
Sith Lore: 1
Survival: 1
Gather Information: 1
Diplomacy: 1
Profession: Blacksmith Rank 1
Artifact (Claymore 'Frostmourne' Sith Sword) Rank 2: A Sith sword of legendary power, forged in the icy regions of Ziost this sword was created by the legendary warrior Arthas. "Frostmourne's special power is it's imbued ability to utilise Force Push/Pull, which manifests as an icy wind."
Fame: (1) Rayden is known through the Coruscanti and Onderonian sectors due to his family heritage.
Status (3): Acting King, or Lord of Onderon. Answers directly to the Dark Council, most notably Lord Lucifer.
Perks:
Lightsaber Form Focus: Juyo
Weapon Focus: Sith Sword
Persuasive
Iron Will
Endurance
Mind Over Matter
Art of War
Martial Arts
Improved Martial Arts
Advanced Martial Arts
Defensive Martial Arts
Blind-fight
Force Channel
Sense Danger
Endurance
Force Power Focus: Force Lightning
Force Powers:
Alter
Force Barrier: 2
Force Push/Pull: 3
Telekinesis: 2
Force Grip/Choke: 1
Force Lightning: 2+1 (Force Power Focus)
Force Stun: 2
Force Storm: 3
Friendship: 1
Detoxify Poison: 1
Feed on Darkside: 1
Control
Force Speed: 3
Force Jump: 3
Enhance Senses: 2
Battlemind: 1
Force Rage: 2
Force Resistance: 2
Sense
Sense Force: 3
Telepathy: 2
Force Empathy: 2
Farseeing: 1
Special Abilities:
Lightsaber Training
Force Training
Sith Weapon Training
Jedi Hunter
Weapon Focus
Art of War
Martial Arts
Jedi Killer
Lightsaber Mastery
Expert Soldier: Infantry
Assets -
SideKick: Rank 2
Captain Riley, the ever so faithful and loyal companion of Rayden. Riley was once a captain of one of the many units that made up the Wachetrooper army.. During his time in Drakengard Academy, he befriended the aspiring Sith Marauder and the two have remained close ever since. Now currently an errand boy for Rayden, Riley spends most of his days behind a computer screen. Often times reminiscing about his days back in Drakengard Academy.
Riley had spent most of his early life getting into trouble with his friends, tangling with the authority and often times getting into fights with Union officials. His father a politician on Corellia, had him shipped off to Drakengard Academy after begging the Union to take his troubled son off of his hands. Riley was perhaps the only non-clone to have served in the Wachetrooper Army. His biggest accomplishment was impressing Zemmer during field testing. Something Zemmer noted as "Not bad for not being my clone."
Ships:
VT-49 Decimator "The Reaper"
Manufacturer: Imperial Manufacturer
Model: VT-49 Decimator
Class: Assault Class
Role: Assault Fighter, Transport
Length: 38 meters
Maximum speed (atmosphere): 975 kph
Hyperdrive Rating: Class 1 (Backup class 12)
Shielding: Equipped
Navigation Equipment: Navigation computer equipped, 5 jump capacity
Armament: Laser cannon turrets(2), Concussive missile launcher(3), 40 missiles total
Crew: 2 ( Crew ), 2 ( Gunners) Minimum crew (2), 6 passengers
Cargo Capacity: 80 tons
Consumables: 1 month
Irony, that is the easiest way to describe my tale. I am Areon, of Onderon, but to the Galaxy I was Darth Rayden. I was born to a Jedi father, and my mother a normal woman, who held little to no significance in the Galaxy. Call me cruel, but my mother served nothing more to me than a stepping stone. Ah, yes; my mother birthed me into this world. Kicking and screaming I came, and she prepared for life accordingly. But the Force is unpredictable at most, and the Force had chosen my path long before I even knew of it. At the age of 12 I murdered my family, every single one of them. My brother, my mother, and my father. Odd, an esteemed Jedi Knight could not subdue a child. Now I have been asking myself this question for years, did he allow me to kill him? Or was he too weak to take the life of his child? Either way his fate was sealed. The next few years I spent majority of my time jumping from ship to ship, smuggling myself onto freighters and even getting on board of an Alliance ship. Finally, I was found by a woman who had claimed that I had more purpose. So, I left with her. And I became a Sith. I am formerly known as Plagius and I was host to a force ghost which lead me down this path to begin with. Plagius, would no longer hold any relevance to me. As it was not me, it was the Force Ghost who was Plagius, not I. I care not for things that transpired during my time as Plagius, not about the friendships, and the people I've collected who I deemed allies at the time. Most are dead, and they served their purpose. They elevated me further, and like most who have done so, they die.
As I aged I was given a new name, Rayden. For the next few years I would find myself slipping into insanity. A curse of my own blood. It seemed that every living male of my family faced insanity at some point of time in their life. I became more irrational, I acted on pure impulse. But insanity is what I knew, and it got me places. I survived because of it. There's been so many time's I've faced death, so many times I've been on the brink. But something kept me going. And that is who I was, Rayden, the Survivor. I didn't want to be known as just that. I, like most, believe we are destined for greater things. I fell into despair, and I would to thank the Witch that broke my heart. Ah yes, its hilarious to think someone like me was capable of even remotely caring for someone. But I did, and that lead me to a path I could not come back from. My adoptive father, the Dark Lord of our Union; Lord Lucifer did his best to keep me by his side. Calling me the child, he never had. And in truth, he was the guardian I always desired. He took me under his wing, and cared for me when others didn't. But he did not understand, he believed I could be cured, saved. Such emotions are futile, especially for me. I began to feel different towards our Union, I didn't believe in our cause. Who would? In truth I was planning to leave for a while, especially with my conditioning worsening each day. But during that time, I grew erratic. I launched secret wars against the Witches of the Union, and even Dathomir.
The fact no one caught on is astounding, or perhaps my father DID know, and chose not to act. Who knows such things? I began to have thoughts of betrayal, and then I heard his voice. It was Xaos, he was beckoning to me. Calling for me to raise him from the depths, and to save the Union. He heard my plight, he heard me begging for guidance. And in my time of need, he came. He told me to bide my time, and we would arrive at that point soon enough.
Unfortunately, we never did. During my war with an occult called the Oscuritas; I fell to oblivion. I was dead, and it was cold, and welcoming. But I was returned, by the same magic that I sought to destroy. Then I knew, the war I was waging, or had waged; was my calling for something greater. Something I did not yet understand. I have become obsessed with death, I have become enthralled by the idea of controlling the undead. They thought they could silence me, but my voice will be heard. The shrieks and shrills of the undead, will fill the galaxy with fear and dread...
Rayden is dead...I am Nephelus, Lord of the Dead.