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NAME: Casval Leon Bright
FACTION: Imperial Legions
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 30
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6'4
WEIGHT: 220
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Caucasion
CREDITS: 1,000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: None
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTH: Of a larger build, Casval has formidable strength. As a warrior his skill in combat allows him to be just as dangerous as he looks.
DEXTERITY: Although his size is formidable, he is surprising quick and nimble, especially for his build. Years of combat training and actual combat has made sure that he's kept in shape and able to move.
CONSTITUTION: A warrior, a priority has been to maintain his health, and as such it's in tip-top form. His strong muscular build allows him to shrug off unarmed attacks as if the incoming blows were flies.
INTELLIGENCE: Throughout school his favorite subject was history. He always studied famous figures of the past. In the academies he was forced to learn about the brilliant tacticians of times long since gone. The way they thought and how they reacted was drilled into his mind. Having once been an admiral, his intellect was trained just as sharply as his body was as an Imperial Knight.
WISDOM: Although Casval is nearly as smart as they come, he is still young in his life. The Knights taught him how to fight, not to ponder the various philosophies of the galaxy. His insight comes from a logical and calculating view, not from thoughts born of wisdom.
CHARISMA: First an admiral in the Imperial Navy and then an Imperial Knight, Casval has been in a position of leadership for years. More important than his fighting capability or his tactics, being able to encourage his men was paramount. Strong, handsome, and smart - the former Knight projects an aura of power, and those that cross his path flocks to such an aura.
FORCE POWERS:
None.
SKILLS:
Having been trained as an officer in the military and then later an Imperial Knight, the skills that Casval has under his command are nigh limitless. He has been trained in everything from piloting the newest TIE model to operating an ancient AT transport. He is a master of virtually any weapon he can get his hands on, including a lightsaber. In addition to all of the talents of war that he controls, he is also a wonderful artist. Though in truth every talent pales in comparison to his ability to lead his troops and conduct battles. He is a tactician first, everything else second.
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
Formly Jar'Kai
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Physically powerful, charismatic, skillful, and a brilliant tactician - the strengths that Casval has under his command are many. However, they all seem a little less than they should be. Having been cut off from the Force, he finds himself more disadvantaged than he could have ever believed. No longer does he have the supernatural guidance or warning to danger. His mystical insight has been robbed from him, leaving him nearly blind as he tries to readjust. As an Imperial Knight his primary weapon was a Lightsaber, no longer in sync with the Force he has lost even that extension of himself.
GEAR:
Finding himself with a new enemy in the Sith and without his powers in the Force, Casval had a new suit of armor forged for him to help him overcome the handicap he has without the Force. Crafted from a variety of the strongest known materials, it is of the darkest ebons and forged in the appearance of a demon. In battle it injects serums into his body to increase his strength, speed, and reaction time, as well as not just numbing pain, but negating it altogether. This allows him to go beyond the physical limits of the average warrior, but at great cost to his body as he destroys his muscles and breaks his bones from fighting at levels the human body was not meant to handle.
Seven throwing knives, one vibro swords, two blaster pistols, three thermal detonators.
SHIP:
TIE Defender
PETS:
Vornskr
PERSONALITY:
Born into a wealthy family and trained as a high ranking officer of the Empire, Casval has lived his entire life looking down on others. He's more than confident, he's plain cocky. Although he'll rarely do it to intentionally inflict wounds, he will usually be more than happy to create laughter in the room at someone's expense. Ever since he's been cut off from the Force though, his humor has been dry and almost always at someone's expense. Without that mystical guidance he's began questioning everything he thought he knew as right and wrong; however this he does in private. As a leader he always hides his inner demons and projects a strong aura for those around him.
BIOGRAPHY:
The son of a wealthy merchant family, Casval grew up in space - always traveling from world to world and helping with the family business while gradually learning the trade, as his parents one day hoped he would take over for them. His childhood was fairly unremarkable. His parents hired a number of tutors to accompany them on their trips to school the young Casval. He had little interaction with other children and as such rarely got the opportunity to get into too much trouble.
As the years passed it slowly became obvious that their son had higher ambitions than trading. So when he requested to attend the Imperial Academy at sixteen, they wished him the best of luck and sent him off. Having spent the bulk of his youth studying instead of playing with others his age, he excelled and quickly graduated ahead of the rest of his class. It was dangerously close however. Not very physically fit, he had too many close encounters to feel comfortable with. Each time something happened though he miraculously escaped without so much as a scratch. It was eerie this luck he seemed to have.
His career as an officer of the Imperial Navy was the happiest times of his life. Having looked up to historical figures like Grand Admiral Thrawn and General Bel-Iblis his entire youth, he rose through the ranks by borrowing their tactical genius. Although in such times of peace his only military experience included training exercises and small border disputes. Despite these hinderences however he eventually secured the title of admiral.
At the highpoint of his career his active duty as admiral was cut short unfortunately. His potential in the Force was noticed and he was recruited into the Imperial Knights. Absolutely loyal to the Empire, he didn't dare refuse.
It was in these years that he began to focus more on his body than his mind. The training was the most difficult thing he had ever experienced, and his body took a beating every day from it. By time's end he had gone from a lanky young man to a towering mass of muscle trained in virtually all forms of combat.
In the following years darkness began to spread throughout the galaxy. The peaceful times that he had grown up with became tainted and foreign. The shadows that the light had cast away so long ago were creeping back to their source. Casval thought that it was always darkest before the dawn and that the sun would rise soon. He was wrong.
The dawn was nowhere in sight and things only became darker. As an Imperial Knight Casval served the Force through serving the Empire. The Empire was a body of power for the light. As far as Casval was concerned they were the light. His two masters - the Force and the Empire - were one and the same in his eyes. So when word reached his ears that the Empire had given power to the Sith, his entire world came crashing down.
In the following weeks he lost all connection to the Force. To him the Empire was the avatar of the Light Side. For it to fall was to lose all faith in the Force. Although he was lost to the light, his fight didn't end. As an admiral and Imperial Knight, he carried a degree of political influence and power. He immediately split off from the Empire, taking with him a small fleet and a number of soldiers.
Now fighting against the Sith and the countless evils in the galaxy, Casval and his legion are faced with their greatest challenges yet. All of his life has been to prepare him for what has come, but was it enough?
KILLS:
None
DUELING RING MATCHES:
None
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
None
ROLE-PLAYS:
None
FACTION: Imperial Legions
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 30
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6'4
WEIGHT: 220
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Caucasion
CREDITS: 1,000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: None
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTH: Of a larger build, Casval has formidable strength. As a warrior his skill in combat allows him to be just as dangerous as he looks.
DEXTERITY: Although his size is formidable, he is surprising quick and nimble, especially for his build. Years of combat training and actual combat has made sure that he's kept in shape and able to move.
CONSTITUTION: A warrior, a priority has been to maintain his health, and as such it's in tip-top form. His strong muscular build allows him to shrug off unarmed attacks as if the incoming blows were flies.
INTELLIGENCE: Throughout school his favorite subject was history. He always studied famous figures of the past. In the academies he was forced to learn about the brilliant tacticians of times long since gone. The way they thought and how they reacted was drilled into his mind. Having once been an admiral, his intellect was trained just as sharply as his body was as an Imperial Knight.
WISDOM: Although Casval is nearly as smart as they come, he is still young in his life. The Knights taught him how to fight, not to ponder the various philosophies of the galaxy. His insight comes from a logical and calculating view, not from thoughts born of wisdom.
CHARISMA: First an admiral in the Imperial Navy and then an Imperial Knight, Casval has been in a position of leadership for years. More important than his fighting capability or his tactics, being able to encourage his men was paramount. Strong, handsome, and smart - the former Knight projects an aura of power, and those that cross his path flocks to such an aura.
FORCE POWERS:
None.
SKILLS:
Having been trained as an officer in the military and then later an Imperial Knight, the skills that Casval has under his command are nigh limitless. He has been trained in everything from piloting the newest TIE model to operating an ancient AT transport. He is a master of virtually any weapon he can get his hands on, including a lightsaber. In addition to all of the talents of war that he controls, he is also a wonderful artist. Though in truth every talent pales in comparison to his ability to lead his troops and conduct battles. He is a tactician first, everything else second.
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
Formly Jar'Kai
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Physically powerful, charismatic, skillful, and a brilliant tactician - the strengths that Casval has under his command are many. However, they all seem a little less than they should be. Having been cut off from the Force, he finds himself more disadvantaged than he could have ever believed. No longer does he have the supernatural guidance or warning to danger. His mystical insight has been robbed from him, leaving him nearly blind as he tries to readjust. As an Imperial Knight his primary weapon was a Lightsaber, no longer in sync with the Force he has lost even that extension of himself.
GEAR:
Finding himself with a new enemy in the Sith and without his powers in the Force, Casval had a new suit of armor forged for him to help him overcome the handicap he has without the Force. Crafted from a variety of the strongest known materials, it is of the darkest ebons and forged in the appearance of a demon. In battle it injects serums into his body to increase his strength, speed, and reaction time, as well as not just numbing pain, but negating it altogether. This allows him to go beyond the physical limits of the average warrior, but at great cost to his body as he destroys his muscles and breaks his bones from fighting at levels the human body was not meant to handle.
Seven throwing knives, one vibro swords, two blaster pistols, three thermal detonators.
SHIP:
TIE Defender
PETS:
Vornskr
PERSONALITY:
Born into a wealthy family and trained as a high ranking officer of the Empire, Casval has lived his entire life looking down on others. He's more than confident, he's plain cocky. Although he'll rarely do it to intentionally inflict wounds, he will usually be more than happy to create laughter in the room at someone's expense. Ever since he's been cut off from the Force though, his humor has been dry and almost always at someone's expense. Without that mystical guidance he's began questioning everything he thought he knew as right and wrong; however this he does in private. As a leader he always hides his inner demons and projects a strong aura for those around him.
BIOGRAPHY:
The son of a wealthy merchant family, Casval grew up in space - always traveling from world to world and helping with the family business while gradually learning the trade, as his parents one day hoped he would take over for them. His childhood was fairly unremarkable. His parents hired a number of tutors to accompany them on their trips to school the young Casval. He had little interaction with other children and as such rarely got the opportunity to get into too much trouble.
As the years passed it slowly became obvious that their son had higher ambitions than trading. So when he requested to attend the Imperial Academy at sixteen, they wished him the best of luck and sent him off. Having spent the bulk of his youth studying instead of playing with others his age, he excelled and quickly graduated ahead of the rest of his class. It was dangerously close however. Not very physically fit, he had too many close encounters to feel comfortable with. Each time something happened though he miraculously escaped without so much as a scratch. It was eerie this luck he seemed to have.
His career as an officer of the Imperial Navy was the happiest times of his life. Having looked up to historical figures like Grand Admiral Thrawn and General Bel-Iblis his entire youth, he rose through the ranks by borrowing their tactical genius. Although in such times of peace his only military experience included training exercises and small border disputes. Despite these hinderences however he eventually secured the title of admiral.
At the highpoint of his career his active duty as admiral was cut short unfortunately. His potential in the Force was noticed and he was recruited into the Imperial Knights. Absolutely loyal to the Empire, he didn't dare refuse.
It was in these years that he began to focus more on his body than his mind. The training was the most difficult thing he had ever experienced, and his body took a beating every day from it. By time's end he had gone from a lanky young man to a towering mass of muscle trained in virtually all forms of combat.
In the following years darkness began to spread throughout the galaxy. The peaceful times that he had grown up with became tainted and foreign. The shadows that the light had cast away so long ago were creeping back to their source. Casval thought that it was always darkest before the dawn and that the sun would rise soon. He was wrong.
The dawn was nowhere in sight and things only became darker. As an Imperial Knight Casval served the Force through serving the Empire. The Empire was a body of power for the light. As far as Casval was concerned they were the light. His two masters - the Force and the Empire - were one and the same in his eyes. So when word reached his ears that the Empire had given power to the Sith, his entire world came crashing down.
In the following weeks he lost all connection to the Force. To him the Empire was the avatar of the Light Side. For it to fall was to lose all faith in the Force. Although he was lost to the light, his fight didn't end. As an admiral and Imperial Knight, he carried a degree of political influence and power. He immediately split off from the Empire, taking with him a small fleet and a number of soldiers.
Now fighting against the Sith and the countless evils in the galaxy, Casval and his legion are faced with their greatest challenges yet. All of his life has been to prepare him for what has come, but was it enough?
KILLS:
None
DUELING RING MATCHES:
None
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
None
ROLE-PLAYS:
None
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