Post by Backabuth on Dec 23, 2008 23:53:14 GMT -5
Your Username: Backabuth
Character's Name: Brael Olin
Character's Age: 16
Character's Attitude: Brael is a pretty sweet guy. He brings your mood up when your mood is down and would give you a hug if you really needed one. He likes to see everyone happy no matter what, and if he sees someone sad, he would go over and cheer them up. But that's what he was like before his father died. When his father, Ferus Olin, was killed viciously by a Jedi, Brael changed. His hate towards the Jedi rose until he couldn't control it any longer. His usual cheerful attitude is now clouded by one where he is only vicious, brash, and menacing.
Character's Race: Human
Character's Appearance:
Height: 5'10
Hair: Brown with a single gold streak
Eyes: Brown
Clothes: He wears a dark black tunic, black leggings, and black boots.
Character's Allegiance: Sith
Weapons: Brael has an electrum lightsaber. It's core is red, but the outside color is a dark black. The Force.
Other Info: He can tap into the force as easily as thinking.
History: Brael was born on the planet of Bellassa. His parents were very young and weren't even married yet. He mostly grew up with just his mother because his father was always gone on secret missions. Brael felt very hurt by his father's absence, but never told him so. His father loved Brael very much, but his job forced him to never see the child. At the age of eight, his father, Ferus Olin, was killed viciously by a Jedi. Brael left home in order to find someone who he could trick into either bringing him to a place to create a lightsaber, or just give him one so he could avenge his father's death. He soon came across a lone Jedi, Tru Veld. He befriended the Jedi enough to talk him into being his master. Tru had been relatively close to being friends with Brael's father so he agreed. When Brael turned 11, Tru brought him to Dantooine where he left Brael alone in the caves to create his own weapon. Brael had been planning this all along and quickly made his lightsaber, using an electrum hilt he had stolen when he was younger, when usually, electrum hilts were only given to master Jedi. Brael chose his crystals quickly, then killed Tru, leaving in search of a Sith that he could serve under. When he turned 13, he had found one by the name of Darth Ziro. The man was a genius and made Brael better than most Siths. Though he taught Brael a lot, by the time of his death, Brael's training was not completely finished. Darth Ziro died when Brael was 15 and now Brael is on the search again.
Role-Play Sample: Brael walked along the crowded and dirty streets of the lower levels of Coruscant. He pulled his cloak close to him as the wind blew icy wind into his face. His hair was lifted up and blown all over his face. He wiped it aside and rubbed his sleep-deprived eyes. Dark bags hung under his eyes and his lips were chapped. Having not slept for three days straight does that to people. He pulled out a leather slip and tied his hair back in a tiny ponytail, pulling his hood over his head. As he did that someone nudged into him and his lightsaber fell to the ground, creating a large noise. A head suddenly turned to him. The woman's eyes were angry and her hand immediately went to her waist where a blaster hung. Brael swept up his lightsaber and hurried down the street, ducking in Dexter's. He sat down in the back of the diner, hiding his face behind a menu. The woman suddenly walked in, her blaster in her hand. I have a bad feeling about this...
Character's Name: Brael Olin
Character's Age: 16
Character's Attitude: Brael is a pretty sweet guy. He brings your mood up when your mood is down and would give you a hug if you really needed one. He likes to see everyone happy no matter what, and if he sees someone sad, he would go over and cheer them up. But that's what he was like before his father died. When his father, Ferus Olin, was killed viciously by a Jedi, Brael changed. His hate towards the Jedi rose until he couldn't control it any longer. His usual cheerful attitude is now clouded by one where he is only vicious, brash, and menacing.
Character's Race: Human
Character's Appearance:
Height: 5'10
Hair: Brown with a single gold streak
Eyes: Brown
Clothes: He wears a dark black tunic, black leggings, and black boots.
Character's Allegiance: Sith
Weapons: Brael has an electrum lightsaber. It's core is red, but the outside color is a dark black. The Force.
Other Info: He can tap into the force as easily as thinking.
History: Brael was born on the planet of Bellassa. His parents were very young and weren't even married yet. He mostly grew up with just his mother because his father was always gone on secret missions. Brael felt very hurt by his father's absence, but never told him so. His father loved Brael very much, but his job forced him to never see the child. At the age of eight, his father, Ferus Olin, was killed viciously by a Jedi. Brael left home in order to find someone who he could trick into either bringing him to a place to create a lightsaber, or just give him one so he could avenge his father's death. He soon came across a lone Jedi, Tru Veld. He befriended the Jedi enough to talk him into being his master. Tru had been relatively close to being friends with Brael's father so he agreed. When Brael turned 11, Tru brought him to Dantooine where he left Brael alone in the caves to create his own weapon. Brael had been planning this all along and quickly made his lightsaber, using an electrum hilt he had stolen when he was younger, when usually, electrum hilts were only given to master Jedi. Brael chose his crystals quickly, then killed Tru, leaving in search of a Sith that he could serve under. When he turned 13, he had found one by the name of Darth Ziro. The man was a genius and made Brael better than most Siths. Though he taught Brael a lot, by the time of his death, Brael's training was not completely finished. Darth Ziro died when Brael was 15 and now Brael is on the search again.
Role-Play Sample: Brael walked along the crowded and dirty streets of the lower levels of Coruscant. He pulled his cloak close to him as the wind blew icy wind into his face. His hair was lifted up and blown all over his face. He wiped it aside and rubbed his sleep-deprived eyes. Dark bags hung under his eyes and his lips were chapped. Having not slept for three days straight does that to people. He pulled out a leather slip and tied his hair back in a tiny ponytail, pulling his hood over his head. As he did that someone nudged into him and his lightsaber fell to the ground, creating a large noise. A head suddenly turned to him. The woman's eyes were angry and her hand immediately went to her waist where a blaster hung. Brael swept up his lightsaber and hurried down the street, ducking in Dexter's. He sat down in the back of the diner, hiding his face behind a menu. The woman suddenly walked in, her blaster in her hand. I have a bad feeling about this...
