Kath's Character Workshop

[Kath]

Hey guys so this is the basic outline for my Sith. He's my first character in a while and I will be continuing my work on him. Any constructive criticism or new ideas are welcome! Thank you!!!

Titus Kord

NAME: Titus Kord
FACTION: Lords of the Sith
RANK: (Whatever is deemed necessary)
SPECIES: Anzat
AGE: 399
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 1.6 meters
WEIGHT: 64 kilograms
EYES: Grey
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Pale
CREDITS: 1,000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: None
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes

STRENGTH: As an Anzat and natural predator, he is stronger than most sentient species. That being said, he is by far not as strong as a Wookiee but certainly able to overpower a human or Zabrak. 6/10
DEXTERITY: As a master of stealth and top predator, Titus has been trained since birth to move quickly and silently. 7/10
CONSTITUTION: Titus is in fairly good health. Nothing is wrong with him, but he relies on his stealth speed and strength to quickly overpower his victims. 3/10
INTELLIGENCE: Titus does not bother to learn much other than new techniques to overpower his prey and information that will aid in his quest to power. 5/10
WISDOM: He knows when to pick his battles. 5/10
CHARISMA: Anzati naturally have telepathic abilities used to influence others. This natural ability combined with the Force makes Titus a person who can usually influence others very easily. 9/10

PERSONALITY:

There are two things in this galaxy that Titus craves; Soup and power. These two things drive his very existence. He is the type that will never stop until he gets what he wants. However, he knows that patience is a virtue. Titus is calm, cool and collected a majority of the time. He would rather lie in wait and commit a precise, surgical strike, than risk the possibility of failure. To this end he actually enjoys manipulating others and will not hesitate to use people for his own ends.

Yet his greatest downfall may be his own goal. His quest for Soup and power may leave him unable to feed for extended periods of time. If this "hunger" lasts for too long, Titus grows impatient. As it gets worse and worse, he begins to lose control and once it becomes to much to bear he will lose his calm demeanor and lash out at the first possibility to feed. No trace of himself can be seen during these frenzies and he will not distinguish between friend or foe.​

BIOGRAPHY:

Titus, like most Anzati, was born on Anzat. During his early life, his parents were his main teachers. They were ancient among the Anzati, imparting on him centuries of hunting techniques. They helped him hone his mind, practicing the telepathic abilities that would ease victims into a false sense of security before being fed upon. As the power of their son grew, they realized the potential he possessed. They left him in the care of the Anzati assassin masters and returned to the galaxy at large to hunt.

For a century, Titus trained with the masters. He perfected the use of his natural telepathic sense, amazing the masters that such a young one could be so strong. The masters schooled him further in the arts of stealth and espionage, imparting on him a strong sense for patience and caution. With each assignment, his power and thirst for Soup grew. He rarely missed a chance to feed and longed for stronger and stronger targets, the taste of their Soup was all he wanted.

If it were not for this ambition and hunger, Titus might not have left the employ of the assassins. In his thirst for stronger Soup, Titus attempted to prey on one of the assassin masters. He was successful, but in the euphoria of drinking the master's Soup, Titus was captured and imprisoned. Sentenced to slowly starve, the absolute hunger nearly drove him mad. But something within him awakened. The hunger pained him and it was this pain that he used to free himself.

Not much is known about his escape. One thing is certain, Titus is an outcast, never able to return to Anzat or be with another Anzati. What is known is that at some point he was either hired or discovered by the Sith during the Hundred-Year Darkness. He was trained in the Force and survived the fragmentation of the Order. Now, he seeks to build his power. Not through brute strength, but through manipulation and espionage. The more power he obtains, the more Soup he can consume. That is his sole goal.​

FORCE POWERS:

Force Push
Force Speed
Mind Trick​

SKILLS:

Titus is a master of stealth, ambush, and manipulation.​

LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:

Form IV: Ataru​

STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
The main strength of Titus is his use of stealth and manipulation. He is a trained assassin and will not hesitate to ambush and opponent and feed on them. He thoroughly enjoys the manipulation of others to suit his own ends and is able to convince almost anyone to aid him. However, in a fight lasting more than a minutes and certainly against multiple opponents, Titius is outmatched. His training simply does not account for large, long fights. His hunger also may get the best of him. When he is unable to feed, he becomes unstable and impatient, taking unnecessary and possibly tragic risks.

GEAR:
Sith robes
Lightsaber

SHIP:
None

DROIDS:
None

PETS:
None

KILLS:
None

BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None

DUELING RING MATCHES:
None

GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
None

ROLE-PLAYS:
None

 

[Kath]

My character for the First Kingdom. Still working on him, wanted to get up a basic outline at least before I go to sleep.

Mathius Vadith

Helllloooooo! Who are you stranger? Oh no matter come in come in please make yourself at home. We have plenty of food to share, oh yes we do! Sit, sit and be welcome! Yes, here is a plate...NO NO NO!!!!! WE DO NOT EAT IN THIS HOUSE WITHOUT GIVING THE GODS PROPER TRIBUTE!!!!....Excuse me, hahaha, sorry we must always pay respect to the gods. We are descended from them you know! Oh yes, yes, descended from Shia! Yes yes, descended from Shia but they all speak to us! We never are alone here always one or anther visiting us. Shia comes most often though and speaks to us, oh yes, yes ,yes! Oh enough talk now though, let us pray and offer tribute! Réf’stol guide our glorious King, Solarna grant us guidance, Shia guide our blades...WHAT?!? Lord Shia.......is he truly? We will do as you command Lord Shia. Well friend, it seems Lord Shia has....SIT DOWN NOW!!!! Good. Lord Shia has spoken to us. You have not given tribute in some time according to our god of war. You know what must happen if you do not honor the gods....

Oh Lord Shia, thank you for guiding our blades. We offer this head of a heathen to you! Yes...yes...we do as you command. Lay him with the others? It will be done.​

Biography

Mathius Vadith was born to a small clan that lived relatively apart from the rest of Troskan culture. This small band of fanatics was bound by one belief, that they were all descended from the gods of Troska. Mathius' parents both claimed descent from Shia, the Troskan god of war. From a young age he was trained in the use of sword, shield, and religion. Each day, much like the same. Drill, after drill, followed by sermons and sacrifice. Mathius would often accompany his parents and the other Shia descendants on raids on nearby villages of those labeled heathens by the clan elders. This continued until his wedding day at the age of 20.

Mathius' clan only allowed for marriage within the community. The blood of the gods must be kept pure. Mathius had proven himself a man, killing more heathens then even his father and so had the right to choose another descendant of Shia to take to bride. On the day of his wedding, a neighboring earl had decided that the incursions of Mathius' clan could now longer be tolerated. What followed was a massacre and the breaking of Mathius. His family and bride were slaughter and Mathius captured and enslaved to a priest of the earl.

As a thrall, Mathius earned his keep. He served as a bodyguard sort of assistant to the priest and eventually was freed. However, thralldom and what he witnessed that day had broken his mind, shattering it. Believing that the gods were always with him and egged on by minor psychosis, Mathius left to live out his days alone. He returned to his village and rebuilt his home. As the wars raged on Troska, Mathius' stayed out of them, continuing to train and communicate with the gods.

The First Kingdom eventually overtook Mathius' humble home. Following the will of the gods, he pledged allegiance to Marcus Artorson and was given a brondir sword and light-shield in return. Now, he serves his King, but the will of the gods will always be his number one priority.

Personality

Mathius' mind is broken. He acts erratically, claiming his actions are the will of the gods. He speaks with them and believes that they are always with him. He does not tolerate those who do not show proper respect, often criticizing those above his station and risking his life in the process. He prefers to keep his distance from people, often only acting when called upon or if the will of the gods demand it. He is seen as deranged and dangerous by other members of the First Kingdom.