Alaris Kel

[Kath]

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I am the night. I am what you fear most.​

I feast on the blood of my enemies and on those of the Dark Lord. I am the assassin that you fear most. I am coming for you.

I did not have the tragic childhood of some Sith. I did not find them and join as a pretender. I was born Sith. My family was not taken, they came willingly. For we, the Kel clan, have served as assassins for the Sith dating back to the Great Sith war. We are the last of the Dashades. I am the last.

Since birth, I was destined to become an assassin. My parents, they were not Sith. I was. They trained me, taught me their ways, developed my skills. Yet, I was not interested in being a mere sorceror or crazed lunatic on the battlefield. I thirsted for blood, glorious blood. I wanted a one on one personal battle, for that is how power is gained. So, I walked the path of the assasin, silently eliminating the enemies of the Dark Lord, feasting on their flesh. My control of the Dark Side grows with each kill. The rush of stalking prey is the thrill of life.

By day I trained, developing the powers of an assassin. I crafted a lightwhip and shoto, to give me an edge in battle. The Dark Side grew within me steadly. When I was twenty, I slew my parents. I feasted on their flesh for days, enjoying the glorious blood. My mother was the easiest to kill. She had foolishley left the safety of my parents home at night. I decapitated her and dragged her body back to my room where I feasted upon her for three days. My father, well, he was no match, but he actually put up a fight. After loosing all his limbs, I proceeded to eat his flesh as he screamed with terror.

Some of the Sith, they think I am disturbed, wrong in what I do. They usually disappear. I am VERY good at killing. For years I have hunted rivals, and the enemies of the Dark Lord. I can not wait to feast on the blood of the Jedi. I thirst for one. I have risen through the ranks of the Sith. I deserve to be a Lord more than any others. Yet pretenders sit upon their ranks like they are kings. They are not. They will die along with all the Jedi, the Alliance, and the Mandalorians.

Acolytes. They are not worthy of being Sith. They are merly cattle for me to slaughter. Marauders, they put up more of a fight, yet they still are weak and taste delicious. My fellow Masters, well I have tasted some and they are some of the best. The Sith Lords, I will feast on the unworthy ones, until all that remain are true Sith.

I am Alaris Kel and I want your blood.​

Spoiler: Stats

Name: Alaris Kell
Species: Dashade
Age: 32
Faction: Empire
Rank: Sith Master (Sith Executioner)
Force Powers: Speed, Drain Life, Dominate Mind, Telekinesis, Force Concealment, Force Invisibility, Force Lightning

 

[Zach]

You seem to contradict your character's heritage of being a Sith, saying your family had been a part of it since the days of Exar Kun and Ulic Qel-Droma, but that your parents weren't Sith. Then that you were born Sith. Kind of confusing in a way, but I like the family teachings for your skills. It doesn't explain how you came to be an Assassin when your parents had led you to be a Sorcerer, though. It seems like your character is more bloodthirsty and hungering for battle than staying in the shadows and eliminating targets as an assassin.

 

[Kath]

Sorry I don't think I was very clear. I meant that the family line were assassins for the Sith not that they were actually Sith, they just worked for them. Also, I meant that the masters were leading him to become a sorcerer, not the parents. Will change and clarify.