Post by Rokic Khlar on Jan 7, 2010 3:10:17 GMT -7
Character Name: Rokic Khlar
Age: 21
Sex: Male
Hair color: Has no hair!
Species: Zabrak
Appearance:
Faction: Those fake democracy people of the Phoenix Democracy!
Profession: Not fully trained Jedi, Weapon craftsman
Height: 187cm.
Weight: 89 kg.
Homeworld:Iridonia
Residence:Currently crashed on Dagobah
Mentor: Master Archel
Languages: Zabraki, Galactic Basic Standard
Personality: He is someone you should never trust to navigate in the space, as he seems to just end up at the wrong side of the galaxy or just never where he is supposed to be appearing. He can navigate a lot better when he have solid ground under his feets. He doesn’t believe he is that bad at navigating in space but he truely is.
He is talks a bit but not to much most of the time at least. He enjoys the sounds of the enviroment compared to the constant sounds of a larger city as he prefers the nature to be as untouched as possible. He don’t have that many thoughts on the empire or rebells or anything. As it all doesn’t hinder himself all to much at this time in his life. But if anything he would slightly prefer the rebells over the empire.
His memory can fail him at times about names and so but it is not so much of a problem to him at least if he forgets somethings that are not the most important in the world.
Unique Characteristics:
Weapon's Expertise
Teras Kasi, B rank
Demolition, A rank
Tensile Weapons, B rank
Special Abilities: Weaponcrafter, Worthless at navigating in space
Saber Forms:
Form 1 Shii-cho D rank
Form 2 Makashi F rank
Form 3 Soresu F rank
Form 4 Ataru C rank
Force Powers:
Force strike, D rank
Force Speed, C rank
Force Sense F rank
Push/pull C rank
Telepathy D rank
Seeing, F rank
Farsight D rank
Precognition F rank
Starting off Weapons: A newly made bow. A low number of arrows. Some minor explosives in possession.
Family Status: Supposed to be okay on Iridonia, that is all he knows.
Character Bio:
As he was born on Iridonia, he lived what you could call relatively peaceful even thought it can never be truely peaceful as the planet is quite harsh to live upon. Very early on he would be discovered to have the power of the force within him, so as he was taken under Master Archel's wing. The training it self would take place upon Iridonia itself. During this time he did not only learn about the power of the force and such things from his master. While he didn't make any remarkable progress in either of what he was doing as the months passed on to years.
In his early teens just like the other Zabrakians he went through the rites, as his horns had started to grow quite a bit atleast a bit more than the other boys of his age. The rite of passage had passed and he was growing in to a fine young man. He would end up learning weaponcraftmanship as he progressed within the path of the jedi becoming a fine young warrior, but his weaponcraftmanship started to become very unique as he seemed to have become seemingly amazing at it just aswell. His master ended up dieing before he could finish his training. He would, continue with his craftmanship and continue his normal Zabrak training when he had time.
He would in his late teens actually leave what could in someways be called the safety of his home world of Iridonia to explore the vast space. At first when he left he wasn’t alone so he managed to end up on his way towards somewhere he would end up crafting weapons for about a year and a half as he could afford a ship by that time, he was going to travel home to visit those he left behind on his planet. But it seemed fate would have other plans for him, rather than getting to Iridonia that was his homeplanet and goal.
He would end up manging to get to the planet of Dagobah upon which it seemed he would crash land. In to the vegitation of the planet. He managed to survive the crash landing upon the planet, and with the limited amount of suplies he would need to utilies what ever abilities he had to survive in the enviroment of dagobah for as long as possible. Until the distress signal he would have sent might have been picked up by someone that could possibly save him from this world. It would end up going weeks that turned in to a few months and he had yet to see a sign of anyone coming to find him, he still hoped that someone would, yet he the hope started to fade within him, he would meditate some and at other times he would craft what ever he could with barely any tools or anything to create weapons which would allow him to survive better
Age: 21
Sex: Male
Hair color: Has no hair!
Species: Zabrak
Appearance:
Faction: Those fake democracy people of the Phoenix Democracy!
Profession: Not fully trained Jedi, Weapon craftsman
Height: 187cm.
Weight: 89 kg.
Homeworld:Iridonia
Residence:Currently crashed on Dagobah
Mentor: Master Archel
Languages: Zabraki, Galactic Basic Standard
Personality: He is someone you should never trust to navigate in the space, as he seems to just end up at the wrong side of the galaxy or just never where he is supposed to be appearing. He can navigate a lot better when he have solid ground under his feets. He doesn’t believe he is that bad at navigating in space but he truely is.
He is talks a bit but not to much most of the time at least. He enjoys the sounds of the enviroment compared to the constant sounds of a larger city as he prefers the nature to be as untouched as possible. He don’t have that many thoughts on the empire or rebells or anything. As it all doesn’t hinder himself all to much at this time in his life. But if anything he would slightly prefer the rebells over the empire.
His memory can fail him at times about names and so but it is not so much of a problem to him at least if he forgets somethings that are not the most important in the world.
Unique Characteristics:
Weapon's Expertise
Teras Kasi, B rank
Demolition, A rank
Tensile Weapons, B rank
Special Abilities: Weaponcrafter, Worthless at navigating in space
Saber Forms:
Form 1 Shii-cho D rank
Form 2 Makashi F rank
Form 3 Soresu F rank
Form 4 Ataru C rank
Force Powers:
Force strike, D rank
Force Speed, C rank
Force Sense F rank
Push/pull C rank
Telepathy D rank
Seeing, F rank
Farsight D rank
Precognition F rank
Starting off Weapons: A newly made bow. A low number of arrows. Some minor explosives in possession.
Family Status: Supposed to be okay on Iridonia, that is all he knows.
Character Bio:
As he was born on Iridonia, he lived what you could call relatively peaceful even thought it can never be truely peaceful as the planet is quite harsh to live upon. Very early on he would be discovered to have the power of the force within him, so as he was taken under Master Archel's wing. The training it self would take place upon Iridonia itself. During this time he did not only learn about the power of the force and such things from his master. While he didn't make any remarkable progress in either of what he was doing as the months passed on to years.
In his early teens just like the other Zabrakians he went through the rites, as his horns had started to grow quite a bit atleast a bit more than the other boys of his age. The rite of passage had passed and he was growing in to a fine young man. He would end up learning weaponcraftmanship as he progressed within the path of the jedi becoming a fine young warrior, but his weaponcraftmanship started to become very unique as he seemed to have become seemingly amazing at it just aswell. His master ended up dieing before he could finish his training. He would, continue with his craftmanship and continue his normal Zabrak training when he had time.
He would in his late teens actually leave what could in someways be called the safety of his home world of Iridonia to explore the vast space. At first when he left he wasn’t alone so he managed to end up on his way towards somewhere he would end up crafting weapons for about a year and a half as he could afford a ship by that time, he was going to travel home to visit those he left behind on his planet. But it seemed fate would have other plans for him, rather than getting to Iridonia that was his homeplanet and goal.
He would end up manging to get to the planet of Dagobah upon which it seemed he would crash land. In to the vegitation of the planet. He managed to survive the crash landing upon the planet, and with the limited amount of suplies he would need to utilies what ever abilities he had to survive in the enviroment of dagobah for as long as possible. Until the distress signal he would have sent might have been picked up by someone that could possibly save him from this world. It would end up going weeks that turned in to a few months and he had yet to see a sign of anyone coming to find him, he still hoped that someone would, yet he the hope started to fade within him, he would meditate some and at other times he would craft what ever he could with barely any tools or anything to create weapons which would allow him to survive better