NAME: Chasted Cerubim
FACTION: Jedi
RANK: Padawan
SPECIES: Alsakan ((Just a thing to take note of, he does not know of this and nor would anyone else that isn't on the Jedi Council or his master, if s/he wishes))
AGE: 18-20
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 185cm or 6’1
WEIGHT: 73kg or 163 lbs
EYES: Earth Sky Blue
HAIR: Blond (As per image)
SKIN: Tanned
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: None
DOMINATE HAND: Right
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTH: Strong enough (7/10)
DESTERITY: Very Flexible and fast reflexes (9/10)
CONSTITUTION: As fit as a Fiddle (8/10)
INTELLIGENCE: Due to Jedi Training he is Educated but doesn’t have any real gift (5.5/10)
WISDOM: Due to Jedi Training he has some wisdom but has no real gift of giving insight (5.5/10)
CHARISMA: He is good looking but isn’t much into manipulation (6/10)
FORCE POWERS:
Push, Pull, Speed and Heal
SKILLS:
Believing himself to be a talented user of swords (Of course, not 'top of of X' though) and other things used in the ideal of close combat, natural talent as a pilot (However, this talent is unknown) and finally a strong force level (Ooooh, Destiny!).
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
Everyone seems to love Form Zero as it is the one trained to any youngling but I rather not call this a Lightsaber form; even if he does know it (Of course he has basic knowledge on the simpler form I).
With the instructions of his master Chasted is training in the lightsaber form called Juyo - His style is flawed but it is, however, improving when he trains.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Through the Tuition of Huang he has created a strategy to overcome his weak 'connection' to the force. Through the act of active Meditation (Moving while meditating) he gains a greater control over his powers. On the downside though, if the force is exerted too much on his body for some unknown reason it goes into 'shock'.
Being a talented user of the blade aids him in duels however, he will never strike a killing blow willingly.
GEAR:
The very clothing on his back (As viewed in the picture), a green training saber and he has also borrowed a Hyperspace Worthy Jedi ship.
PERSONALITY:
Pure hearted, childlike, curious, always attempting to believe in the best of others no matter what happens or the circumstance; this being due to his Jedi Training which he attempted to make a zealous approach to while he was young. Knowing little of the outside world trust is an easy thing for him to give to others however his mind never seemed to truly grasp honoraries to people whom he does not know and respect...
Due to his master, Huang's, training he has overcome his greatest weakness, there is still doubt in his power because it's extent is unknown but he attempts to not show this.
HISTORY:
“Dear, why did you take our child with us; why not leave him with my mother while we are gone?” A questioning mother asks her husband; all the while staring at the wonders of her creation and smiling as the babe closed his eyes to enter the land of sleep.
“Your mother is as blind as a bat and refuses treatment; I’m not exactly willing to run the risk he might be mistaken as tonight’s roast.” The man jested with the only reply being a giggle at his joke. “Either way, this thing picked up by the sensors isn’t far off, thanks to the republics machines.” Republic was said with a strong taste of venom; the republic wasn’t exactly this family’s number one idol.
Walk over to her seat that is next to her other half’s she watched, “We should be arriving soon anyway.”
The mother’s prediction was correct, in a few minutes the machine made a whooping noise as the ship exited hyperspace. The anomaly that they had come to study was still there. On the sensors back at Xenvaer detected something of interest, an asteroid or something that stopped suddenly and the pair was sent out to find out what it might be.
It was something; of course, although it was not a ship, nor was it an asteroid… It was, something and nor was it that happy about the fact that it had another something impeding onto its new found territory, that something being a spaceship. Rearing its head for an attack, a giant ball of energy would soon move along its path to the soon-to-be wreckage.
The ship had very little time to react and all it did was beep some loud noise and put shields up just before impact. Sadly, the beast’s natural weapon bested the shield and overloaded the system giving a nice medium-well level of cooking to the parents who were at the main console.
Needless to say, this rocked the ship a great deal and the babe had woken, crying and demanding for his mother to come. Somehow, unknown to all, this scared the beast off. I would just sum it up to be a gift of the Mother or the force… Depending on whom you follow.
Some light-years away, a Jedi felt a little off balance as a whisper for help came through his ears while bound for Ossus; now like most Jedi a whisper with no mouth to speak it can be considered a calling of the force and the force isn’t exactly something one should ignore! Exiting hyperspace and sending a message to the Academy he will be late was all the delays he needed to get to this pull, this constant request for aid that started to annoy him so.
As one would have it, a ship was found. In near-perfect condition if you ignore a few blackened parts on the outside. The voice changed from help to ‘in here’ and the Jedi followed; ignoring the two rotting bodies at the consoles that have gone far beyond a chance of knowing who they are. Entering a room, screaming was heard and a child to be recovered. Picking up the child the Jedi calmed, “Don’t you worry young one. You shall be safe and well-fed in a moment.” Getting back onto his own ship, with the child, the Jedi went back on his course for Ossus.
Now, the Jedi Council in seating looked over this child and debated upon to take him in. His heritage known to them seemed little of importance but the force seemed strong in the child and they were also going “Oooh... Destiny!” To quote Jolee Bindo. Of course, the child was taken in and trained.
Another matter they discussed was his heritage. With the previous wars between the Republic and the Alsakans the Council rather not disclose it to anyone the possibility of this child's parents come from Xenvaer; lest he suffer the prejudice that would probably follow.
The tasks the child encountered were many, his aptitude for the force was minor but the force that flows through; a confusing thing to the men in council. Chasted is actually rather demoralized by this fact and some say that this is making a self-fulfilling prophecy. The Masters who had trained him as a child say it is due to the fact that he has never truly meditated; fidgeting and unable to find an inner calm as the reason. Why he was promoted to the rank of Padawan? He seemed to be 'of age' and had fulfilled a good amount of the 'theory' work and knew the sword skills as a Jedi of his rank should.
(The "role played" history)
Waiting in the gardens for his master was a very stressful thing for Chasted; it was unknown as to the reason why Master Huang had took him up for training. Even after he left him a week to his own devices, the reason is still unknown but best left not questioned. His master instructed Chasted wisely in the force, aiding him in using the force and putting him down the road to master the Juyo form.
Huang appeared to be unwilling to talk about his past; to what Chasted thinks. He indirectly responds negatively to any questions towards his own master, vastly increasing the rate that Chasted tried to mirror (It must have looked silly) but only ended up giving himself a few burns. His handband, a cultural item (Upon Reflection), to him, seemed like a topic that was best avoided too... That doesn't really help Chasted though as these questions he wouldn't mind having an answer, at a later time.
As for now, he is set out into the real world for one week to gain greater insight into what it is to be a Jedi before his final test to become a Jedi Knight. The results of this week is unknown...
(Why we did this is due to time problems...)
KILLS:
Well, null, nil, nadda, zero, zilch.
DUELING RING MATCHES:
Well, null, nil, nadda, zero, zilch.
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
Well, null, nil, nadda, zero, zilch.
ROLE-PLAYS:
Training Topic
Where in the Galaxy is Chasted Cerubim?
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