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Molor’oni’nikata
CORE NAME: Ronin
FACTION: Formerly of the Chiss Ascendancy
RANK: Agent of CAIN's Security of Internal Affairs, and Lieutenant of the Chiss Naval Defence Fleet Command
SPECIES: Chiss
AGE: 32
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5’11
WEIGHT: 205
EYES: Crimson
HAIR: Bald
SKIN: Deep royal blue
CREDITS: 1000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Battle-scarred across chest and throat up to the right-side of his jaw
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
KNOWN ALIASES: None
Current ships in command: ...
Appearance: Small, sickly-yellow blots ring his right eye, their presence enhanced by the deep red; two narrow barrels in his deep blue, finely chiselled face. A grand figure with a bulking upper frame, his short black hair fades to grey at the tips of his fringe. He often stands with his chest puffed out, and despite his ascension in rank within the fleet, he still insists on the black tunic of the Sgt class as his primary uniform, upon which is the braided insignia of Lieutenant. His throat is blighted with scar tissue, an injury which threatened his vocal capacity, resulting in his gravelly, deep voice. Tattoo on his left arm.
STRENGTH: 8/10 considerable upper-body strength
DEXTERITY: 4/10 coordinated but sluggish and inflexible, which he makes up for with a sharp aim with a firearm.
CONSTITUTION: 3/10 Strong but lacks stamina. He is quick to tire due to injuries to his chest and respiratory system, which lends him a frequent, guttural cough and low voice.
INTELLIGENCE: 7/10 sharply intelligent, calculative and an admired tactician
WISDOM: 5/10 beyond his age and rank, but at a cost, paid during formative years
CHARISMA: 6/10 His focused, battle-hardened presence and harsh, deep, callous voice is a commanding ally. He is able to inspire both reverence and loyalty when he speaks. Often chooses his words carefully, and leads men efficiently.
DEXTERITY: 4/10 coordinated but sluggish and inflexible, which he makes up for with a sharp aim with a firearm.
CONSTITUTION: 3/10 Strong but lacks stamina. He is quick to tire due to injuries to his chest and respiratory system, which lends him a frequent, guttural cough and low voice.
INTELLIGENCE: 7/10 sharply intelligent, calculative and an admired tactician
WISDOM: 5/10 beyond his age and rank, but at a cost, paid during formative years
CHARISMA: 6/10 His focused, battle-hardened presence and harsh, deep, callous voice is a commanding ally. He is able to inspire both reverence and loyalty when he speaks. Often chooses his words carefully, and leads men efficiently.
FORCE POWERS:
Force Sense, weak
Battle Meditation, honed
Control pain, strong, a constant necessity which keeps his other force powers considerably weakened, drains the majority of his force energies.
Comprehend speech, weak
Force Weapon, adept
SKILLS:
Strategic Field Leadership, Fleet Deployment & Astronavigation
Pilot Training
Weapon repair, customisation and craft skills
Efficiency with (and known taste for) Assault Rifles, Shotguns and Heavy Weaponry
Skilled in the Art of Defence
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
Prior to injuries sustained in the line of duty, adept (2/5) with Lightsabre Form V: Djem So, and known to wield a yellow-coloured sabre. It is believed following his rehabilitation any use of his Lightsaber is strictly defensive.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Weaknesses: Stubborn and usually slow on his feet. His build makes him imposing but gives him little agility.
Whilst rarely prone to let emotional matters override strategic measures (a short-lived hero complex now evident in the large amount of scarring on his neck), he allows his past to haunt him, which can make him cold and untrusting, even of his fellow officers. Corellian Fire Whiskey is a vice of his, which he claims soothes his throat.
Strengths: Incredibly intelligent, adept at commanding a fleet and remaining calm, particularly in a battle situation. Physically formidable, is able to lead men, and is well respected by those in his command.
GEAR: Breathing apparatus, Corellian-hide trench coat, Sergeant-class black tunic, medpack, commlink, has been known to carry a (yellow) lightsaber, as well as...
Chiss-Navy-built Custom Heavy Charric
SHIPS: Formerly the Senior Lieutenant of the Eclipcex-class frigate, Sev’rance
DROIDS: #1 Name: "Joker"
Type: KLOWN Mk.II War Droid, built to the Chiss' specifications.
PETS: None
PERSONALITY: Ronin is an imposing yet subdued figure. A mighty presence, given his physical form. His deep, lugubrious voice and persistent throat-cough is a constant reminder of a loss which he still carries, although the former he uses as to his advantage. He has a sharp military mind which has been considered a valuable asset by the Chiss Navy forces in the past. He is dutiful in his Military service and does not suffer fools gladly. Considers piracy to be lowest form of existence.
BIOGRAPHY:
It’s said by many under his command, the night Molor’oni’nikata was born on Thule saw a lightning storm so tempestuous, little evidence of his settlement birthplace survived. Raised on Csilla, where his parents took refuge in his early years, “Ronin” was an active and confident child. As soon as he was able to, the child learned Cheun and Galactic standard. His parents were not particularly wealthy, but were hard-working and encouraging. His father made modest credit trading with military personnel on the local bases, and was a popular figure amongst members of the Prard family, a group of which had identified the child as a Force-sensitive youngling.
Educated in a private academy compound, Ronin displayed a flair and enthusiasm for military history and strategy, and was trained in the force by the Immortals. But separation from his parents wore on young Ronin, who often questioned his tutors and disregarded their advice, growing disenfranchised and feeling that the emphasis on his force training conflicted with his military training. The fate of his parents is, to this day, unknown to Ronin, who at 10 years old was thriving academically, particularly in advanced military studies. Despite his physical strength and fine aim with a charric, his ambitious nature drew worried expressions from his elders.
Educated in a private academy compound, Ronin displayed a flair and enthusiasm for military history and strategy, and was trained in the force by the Immortals. But separation from his parents wore on young Ronin, who often questioned his tutors and disregarded their advice, growing disenfranchised and feeling that the emphasis on his force training conflicted with his military training. The fate of his parents is, to this day, unknown to Ronin, who at 10 years old was thriving academically, particularly in advanced military studies. Despite his physical strength and fine aim with a charric, his ambitious nature drew worried expressions from his elders.
At 13, having advanced into a specialised class for military development in the Chiss Naval School, Ronin’s usual restless energy seemed to dwindle, and his academic scores quickly eclipsed his other endeavours as he focused entirely on graduation into the Navy command. By 16, mature beyond his age, Ronin was a junior officer, and served in the Chiss Defence Fleet Command, serving on a colonial frigate for the next few years.
It was during this time Ronin met a young ensign named Darla. Incredibly attached to his new companion, Ronin sought to impress, and his efforts onboard the frigate were noticed by many, including the ship’s Admiral, who promoted Ronin to Sargeant.
It was on the bridge of the frigate that Ronin found himself when a static distress signal was received, alerting the ship to a small Clawcraft fleet under attack in a pirate zone. Neglecting to examine the genesis of the scrambled signal, the ship changed course toward the fleet, only to be ambushed by a pirate vessel. The attack, though brief, was brutal. The raiders unloaded an unholy storm upon the stranded frigate, which could barely manoeuvre to return fire, a litany of holes shot through its hull. Reports state that Ronin was responsible for the safe evacuation of over 50 officers and engineers from the stranded vessel, but desperately required medical attention upon his arrival on Csilla; severe injuries to his chest, neck and throat are believed to have been sustained attempting to rescue Darla, whose body was never recovered.
It was during this time Ronin met a young ensign named Darla. Incredibly attached to his new companion, Ronin sought to impress, and his efforts onboard the frigate were noticed by many, including the ship’s Admiral, who promoted Ronin to Sargeant.
It was on the bridge of the frigate that Ronin found himself when a static distress signal was received, alerting the ship to a small Clawcraft fleet under attack in a pirate zone. Neglecting to examine the genesis of the scrambled signal, the ship changed course toward the fleet, only to be ambushed by a pirate vessel. The attack, though brief, was brutal. The raiders unloaded an unholy storm upon the stranded frigate, which could barely manoeuvre to return fire, a litany of holes shot through its hull. Reports state that Ronin was responsible for the safe evacuation of over 50 officers and engineers from the stranded vessel, but desperately required medical attention upon his arrival on Csilla; severe injuries to his chest, neck and throat are believed to have been sustained attempting to rescue Darla, whose body was never recovered.
Upon release from private confinement on a medical laboratory on Csilla, where his extensive rehabilitation was watched over by two CAIN elites, the hardened 22-year old caused minor controversy by turning down several lofty promotions bestowed upon him by the Chiss Navy, instead accepting the move-up to Lieutenant, upon the Ecliplex-Class Frigate named the Sev’rance, on which he would serve valiantly for the next year.
With the Ascendancy falling into disrepute, Ronin fulfilled a lifelong goal and joined CAIN as an agent in the Security of Internal Affairs; personally meeting the Imperator and accepting the position with both humility and ambition. The following term of service would prove disillusioning, however, and with the Ascendancy failing, Ronin took his leave of the Sev'rance; All military records proved redundant in targeting his real whereabouts. It is believed that Ronin took on various aliases, independently seeking passage across deep space on various cargo ships and military splinter crews, doggedly prowling the outer rim territories seeking work (and collecting bounties) targeting pirate cruisers. His physical endeavors and obsessive hatred towards the pirates he so ruthlessly hunted during this time, as well as his focused training and honing of both his Force powers and prowess with a lightsabre, meant that his already-strained respiratory system was heavily taxed, leading to an increased reliance on breathing apparatus, a Frankenstein-feature that only added to his intimidating appearance.
With the Ascendancy falling into disrepute, Ronin fulfilled a lifelong goal and joined CAIN as an agent in the Security of Internal Affairs; personally meeting the Imperator and accepting the position with both humility and ambition. The following term of service would prove disillusioning, however, and with the Ascendancy failing, Ronin took his leave of the Sev'rance; All military records proved redundant in targeting his real whereabouts. It is believed that Ronin took on various aliases, independently seeking passage across deep space on various cargo ships and military splinter crews, doggedly prowling the outer rim territories seeking work (and collecting bounties) targeting pirate cruisers. His physical endeavors and obsessive hatred towards the pirates he so ruthlessly hunted during this time, as well as his focused training and honing of both his Force powers and prowess with a lightsabre, meant that his already-strained respiratory system was heavily taxed, leading to an increased reliance on breathing apparatus, a Frankenstein-feature that only added to his intimidating appearance.
Resentful of the now-decrepid Ascendancy, for whom he had once committed his life in servitude, Ronin is consumed with the Dark side of the force...
TBC
TBC
ROLE-PLAYS:
#1 CAIN's New Blood [FINISHED]
#2 Orior, O'Imperator
#3 Sketches on a Csilla Plain
[MISSION; ASCENDANCY]
Simulation training exercise where two operatives work against one operative to safely escort a package of sensitive documents down twenty-four floors of offices to a speeder parked below.
OBJECTIVES:
[ ] Safely escort the package to the speeder on ground level.
#~ CHISS HAVE GONORRHEA [AWAITING DISPATCH]
In order to help establish a Chiss Ascendancy enclave on Gannaria, Ronin targets the former mansion of Lord Daku. Only the Cinnagaran Guard, Daku's former bodyguards, stand in the way of Ronin's securing of the facility.
OBJECTIVES:
[ ] Eliminate the Cinnagaran Guard, or recruit them into the Chiss Ascendancy.
[ ] Secure Daku's mansion for the Chiss.
#1 CAIN's New Blood [FINISHED]
#2 Orior, O'Imperator
#3 Sketches on a Csilla Plain
[MISSION; ASCENDANCY]
Simulation training exercise where two operatives work against one operative to safely escort a package of sensitive documents down twenty-four floors of offices to a speeder parked below.
OBJECTIVES:
[ ] Safely escort the package to the speeder on ground level.
#~ CHISS HAVE GONORRHEA [AWAITING DISPATCH]
In order to help establish a Chiss Ascendancy enclave on Gannaria, Ronin targets the former mansion of Lord Daku. Only the Cinnagaran Guard, Daku's former bodyguards, stand in the way of Ronin's securing of the facility.
OBJECTIVES:
[ ] Eliminate the Cinnagaran Guard, or recruit them into the Chiss Ascendancy.
[ ] Secure Daku's mansion for the Chiss.
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