Post by Felran Natri on Apr 10, 2016 16:07:15 GMT
Name: Felran Natri
Sith Name: Darth Venator
Age: 23
Species: Zabrak
Homeworld: Iridonia
Gender: Male
Height: 1.9 Meters
Weight:96.6 Kg
Eyes: Red
Hair: N/A
Skin Color: Red
Appearance:
A rather large Zabrak, Felran is not really someone you would want to pick on. His clothing choice is often simple black Sith robes. Under his robes is a body riddled with scars. These scars are from a variety of places and people, often fueling Felran's drive to fight. His horns are figured in a crown, surrounding his entire upper head.
Personality: Probably one of the most arrogant people in the galaxy, many words can describe Felran. Annoying, unforgiving, malicious, God complex, fear. He looks down on almost everyone, the only people he doesn't are the Sith above him in rank, whom have earned Felran's respect for just existing. Felran's goal is simple, to join the ranks of the higher ups, to become the face of fear to all in the galaxy. The way he plans to achieve this is also simple in his eyes. Any means nessacary. Be it climbing the ranks the way many do, to killing Sith that he deem are an obstacle to his goals. The only way to achieve your goals is by any means nessacary. Surprisingly Felran does have an idol, a Sith with a title Felran can never remember, yet he often takes a saying that Sith used to heart. "Fear. Fear attracts the fearful, the strong, the weak, the innocent, the corrupt. Fear. Fear is my ally."
Speaks, Reads & Writes Basic and Zabrak
Equipment:
Standard Issure Field Kit
DL-44
Backstory:
Born on Iridonia, Felran was loved by his mother. He was given the best education, the best food, the best of everything they could afford. But something was never really right with him. On his tenth birthday Felran's mother started to notice Felran was a little strange. Felran was rather, arrogant, claiming that he was the strongest on Iridonia, even fighting some of his close friends.
Felran's mother was worried, but ignored it up untill he was fifteen. Felran was often fighting with his mother at the most trivial things. Then it got out of hand. He went to push his mother, but instead he embraced his anger, using force speed to run at her with tremendous speed and punch her, killing her instantly. He even went to kill ten others out of pure rage. A few years had passed since that event had happened. Iridonia had forgotten of the dark sider who had killed his mother and ten others, but Felran remebered. He had never forgot and he embraced his anger, like he did when he killed his mother.
Felran was a mercenary for hire, using his strength and force sensitivity to deal with his clients problems, he always had a blaster on hand though if nessacary. He did this for five years until he met a rather strange person in dark robes. The man said he knew what Felran was, and that he could help show him his true power. At first Felran didn't believe the man, getting angry at him for thinking he knew anything about him and attempting to punch him. That was his mistake, the next thing
Felran knew was that he was lying against the wall in pain, the robed man still standing. The man extended his hand towards Felran, telling him to take his hand, join the Sith, become the face of fear. Felran was in deep thought for a moment before taking his hand, following the man to what would be his new life. The life he always wanted.
Level: 1
Basic Path: Dark Force Adept
Advanced Path: Imperial Inquisitor
Master Path: Shadow Guard
Core Stats:
Strength: 15
Agility: 12
Toughness: 13
Intellect: 11
Presence: 14
Spirit: 10
Combat Proficiencies:
Blaster Weapons: 2
Simple Weapons: 1
Armor Proficiency: 1 (Light Armor)
Skills:
Intimidate: 2
Awarness: 0+1(Field Training)
Athletics: 0+1 (Field Training)
Survival: 0+1 (Rugged)
Treat Injury 1+1 (Rugged)
Assets:
Fame:1
Although the incident of Felran killing his mother and the others was nearly forgotten, whispers of it still meet a few peoples ears. Be it in Felran's home village or the villages near it.
Resources:2
The pay of being a mercenary often doesn't pay as much as you want. But the right clients will normally pay you with a surplus of money for the simplest of jobs. Being a mercenary for five years however can get you a decent amount of credits, especially when idiots don't know how much money the jobs are actually worth.
Perks:
Iron Will
Field Training
Rugged
Danger Sense
Power Attack
Force Powers:
Force Leap: 1
Tapas: 1
Force Speed:1
Lvl Special Abilities:
1:Control, Starting Abilities