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Lux Vincula​

BIOGRAPHY​

NAME: Lux Vincula
AGE: 23-24
SPECIES: Miraluka

FACTION: Rebels
RANK: N/A

HEIGHT: 6'2"
WEIGHT: 175 lbs
HAIR COLOR: Red-Brown
EYE COLOR: N/A

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Lux was born to parents of humble means on the planet Coruscant. Living just above squalor, Lux was never in danger from gang life or thuggery. However, being a Miraluka, he was often treated with distrust by others unlike him. The powers of the world had a vehement dislike of non-humans, and while Miraluka were substantially human-like, they were nonetheless treated horribly. In many instances, Lux would just pretend he was blind so as to avoid the ostracization he received from other children.

As he grew older, he learned to ignore taunts and other forms of discrimination. Lux had become quite the tolerant individual, or perhaps uncaring. He was often calm in the face of adverse situations, never letting gangsters or thugs turn him into a cynic. His parents often told him stories of the ancient, mythical Jedi – warriors and teachers that once brought peace and prosperity to the corrupt and violent galaxy. Tales of the Jedi were kept hushed – if any word got out that people were discussing the Jedi, the Empire would certainly snuff them out. It was here that young Lux became interested in these mystical monk warriors. The many wonders of the Miralukan people were heavily tied to that history. He wished, at a minimum, to uncover the truth and bring his people out of chaos.

However, at age 13, his parents were the victims of a heinous crime. Upon returning from a part-time job working for a salvager, young Lux discovered his parents’ mangled bodies inside his ransacked home. That moment left him homeless and without any known family. He was utterly alone. No authorities bothered to investigate the murders, chalking it up to one of the many burglaries-turned-murders the area saw regularly. There was no justice. Lux had no other family that he knew of; his parents never spoke of a Miralukan homeworld, or of others like him elsewhere, only the stories of their ancient past. Those were all fairy tales to young Lux. He wanted a home, a family.

Lux wanted to leave the planet and go as far away as he could. Perhaps the people that killed his parents,would come back for him. He did not know. Thus, he snuck aboard a transport headed for anywhere, ultimately ending up in Corellia of all places. There, he hired himself out to any in need of an assistant. First, he worked for another salvager; second, a mechanist, which was where Lux discovered his aversion to mechanically related tasks; and third, he worked for as a farm-hand on the outskirts of a major city. The owner of the farm, Marcus Valjean, was a quiet man that treated Lux as if he were a son. Unlike many human’s Lux had met, Marcus cared not that he was a Miralukan. With a comfortable home and mentor, Lux remained there for several years.

Lux learned basic survival skills and some practical wisdom during his time with Valjean. He learned to shot a blaster rifle, hunt wild animals, and grow crops. Valjean was by no means a wealthy man, being a farmer, but he did have a wealth of folksy wisdom and insight that Lux would learn to appreciate as time went on. Moreover, living on Corellia, Lux had the minor opportunity to explore the natural world in ways Coruscant couldn't allow. This led to his fascination with the environment and stroked his innate curiosity in the unknown. When he was able, young Lux would explore the forests and wild areas of Corellia, looking for anything he had never seen or experienced before. Ruins, animals, plants, shipwrecks, lakes, etc. He wanted to explore and discover. This would stick with him throughout his life.

Marcus Valjean did not have any qualms about having a non-human as a farm hand, but others in the small rural community were less than enthused. On several occasions, other farmers would spit on Lux as he worked Marcus' field, sometimes they'd even taunt him as the children back on Coruscant did. Lux learned to shrug it all off. The only reason they knew he was a Miraluka was by accident on Marcus' part. The cruelty eventually stopped having any effect on the young man. The world would attack him for simply existing.

By age 20, Lux was beginning to question the world around him. Why did the Empire act as it did? Why did people have to fight and die? Where are the Rebels? These things all swirled around his young mind causing him much stress and anxiety. Marcus was a tolerant man, but he feared any possible interactions with Imperials. It soon became clear to Lux that staying much longer when he was beginning to question and blaspheme would be problematic for all involved. So, he left the last home he would know and moved into one of the large cities on Corellia.

At that point, Lux was beginning to understand the state of the universe he lived in. Gang violence, Imperial propaganda, Sith destruction—it was all tearing people apart. However, that didn’t stop the young Miralukan from getting involved as a small time smuggler. Mostly, it was Lux working as the middleman ensuring goods and individuals made it to their appropriate destinations both on Corellia and nearby planets. This only went on for two years or so, with Lux ultimately deciding the work was not worth the danger.

The one job that forced Lux out involved the transportation of slaves. Miralukans to be exact. He only learned of what the "shipment" was after he had arranged the transaction. A foolish mistake on his part, one he would forever remember. The painful thought of his kin being swept into slavery would haunt him for the rest of his life.

By age 23, Lux was unemployed and drifting from place to place on any random transport he could find. His deeply held distrust for the Empire never left, and his curiosity about the mythical Jedi continued to push its way to the forefront of his thoughts. Perhaps the Jedi did exist. For now, he would seek out these mythical Jedi, seek out the Rebels, seek out hope.
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PERSONALITY​

PRACTICAL SKILLS​

■■■■■ Slicing​	■■■■■ Survival​	■■■■■ Piloting​
■■■■■ Hunting​	■■■■■ Leadership​	■■■■■ Invest.​

COMBAT SKILLS​

■■■■■ Blasters​	■■■■■ Rifles​	■■■■■ Misc.​
■■■■■ Blades​	■■■■■ H2H​	■■■■■ Daggers​

EDUCATION​

■■■■■ Huttese​	■■■■■ Bothan​	■■■■■ Bocce​
■■■■■ Tactics​	■■■■■ Politics​	■■■■■ Religion​

Lux is a fairly quiet person, usually keeping to himself and attempts to conceal his emotions. However, there are exceptions, such as when around those he has made close bonds with or when faced with high-stress/traumatic situations. He is a generally kind man, often going out of his way to help others when he is able to do so, which has brought him trouble at times.

Lux is an extremely curious Miralukan, often questioning the very social norms he abides by and the system in which the universe currently operates. While his formal education was minimal, since becoming a young adult, he has been able to somewhat educate himself on topics of interest: philosophy, religion, history. He had to smuggle most of what he studied, as most of the information was restricted or outright banned.

Lux has force-sensitivity, as do all Miralukan, and as such is more than curious about this part of his heritage. For the most part, he pretends to be a blind human, using a walking stick to find his way. He is not angered any longer by the discrimination he and other non-Humans receive, for he believes it is merely created by fear and propaganda. One day Lux hopes to learn more about his force-sensitivity and his people having grown up largely disconnected from Miralukan culture.

Romance and friendship are not common for Lux. He has made few friends in his young life, but he wishes for more! His kind soul yearns for companions to explore the world with, although he doesn't really know how that even happens. As a youth, his non-Humanity left him without many friends. Romance, too, is something he has never experienced, and whether he really wants such is not even a question is his mind. He simply wishes for strong bonds with those who treat him with respect, kindness, and appreciation. Lux would do practically anything for a friend or loved one.

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[Philosoraptor]

Should've posted this first - this is a place for all my musings, character ideas, etc. Enjoy!

 

[Philosoraptor]

Lore Idea - Mask of the Watcher

Thread Prefix - Artifact

Category: Personal (Lux Vincula)

Body: The mask is perfectly suited for a human (or near-human) face. It is made of red and silver materials, although it is unclear what exactly they are. The mask has a vacant expression, with black eyes and no mouth to speak of. A nose-like feature protrudes from the center of the mask, although it is of normal human nose size. The mask is worn and whatever paint or polish it had has been wiped away from centuries of neglect.

The mask, sometimes, gives off a faint white-ish glow, an aura of some kind. One looking into the mask is almost compelled to put it on. Being near the mask, one can almost hear faint whispers beckoning to be put on. There is something not quite right with the object.

Found on [insert planet], the mask once belonged to a Miralukan mystic centuries before Lux discovered it in the ruins of an ancient temple. The mystic, Vishna Mal'Lothbra, was believed to be a powerful magician of sorts that secluded himself within the temple, seeking esoteric knowledge of the Force. There is not much information about Mal'Lothbra's research or life, but what is known is that he wore a mask similar to this one some short time before he disappeared. Perhaps wearing the mask will guide its wearer to secret knowledge?

Intent: The intent behind the mask is simply for some drive/tension/drama for Lux. The mask's ghostly inhabitant could be a kind of symbiotic partner with Lux, guiding him toward secrets of the Force, the Jedi, the secrets of the Miralukan people, etc. It gives no PvP advantages nor would add anything to his skills. All the mask does is act as a kind of mystical object that guides Lux's curiosity and hope of finding the Jedi. Again, it could act as a form of symbiosis, but that may come about later - maybe the ghost of Vishna Mal'Lothbra tries to take possession of Lux's body, etc. Just adds some long-term RPing goodness for the character.

 

[Philosoraptor]

Vianna Rhojjn - In Progress

(Just imagine she's Cathar, and that's the basic idea for how she looks)

 

[Philosoraptor]

VIANNA RHOJJN

AGE

► 25​

SPECIES

► Cathar OR Zeltron-Morganian (Hybrid)​

HEIGHT

► 6'0"​

WEIGHT

► 110 lbs​

EYE COLOR

► White​

HAIR COLOR

► Blonde-Red (if Cathar) OR Black (if Zeltron-Morganian)​

HOMEWORLD

► Dromund Kaas ​

GENDER

► Female​

FACTION

► The Sith Empire​

RANK

► N/A​

FORCE SENSITIVITY

► Yes​

BIOGRAPHY

Vianna is a slender, attractive, and terrifying Sith. With both looks and abilities that can kill, she is not an average Sith goon. Rather, she is quite unique in her depravity, the depths she will go for the sake of her own entertainment. Conquest and power may be long-term goals, but she has more important things on her mind: collecting the faces of her revered enemies and building her own trophy room, starting a coven of witches, and finding "true" love. Vianna may not be a politically savvy woman, but, the journey toward "Darth" has many paths.

Youth on Dromund Kaas

Vianna was born in Kaas City on Dromund Kaas to Lord and Lady Rhojjn, mildly powerful aristocrats of the Sith Empire. Her parents were known for their interest in dark side esotericism - looking for secrets of the force rather than desiring domination and power (well, at least not prominently). Vianna herself was a precocious child, always wanting to learn what her parents were up to, checking the archives often, among other unchildlike activities. Her life on Dromund Kaas was one without need or want, for she received everything she could get. Perhaps her parents pampered her too much at this point; at the age of 10 she was sent away for proper Sith training and education. While there, she learned more about herself than she could have living with her dull parents. She found herself with a lot of interest in combat - tactics, the ways one can kill a living thing, methods of commanding armies. That was where she felt most comfortable, most talented. She also discovered a almost fetish-like obsession with a person's face. It started out with attraction-esque fixation and ended with full blown obsession. In particular, Vianna was focused on the faces of her most respected enemies and opponents. There was simply something about those people that made her "want" their face. By the time she left the academy on Dromund Kaas, she had collected five faces, albeit nobody knows how many she actually killed, many of them were slaves forced into training with the Sith.

Moving to Coruscant

After her initial education had completed, Vianna traveled to Coruscant to network with other Sith in the hopes of gaining some favor with her betters. She made herself known around the capital as voracious, ideological, and dangerous. Vianna was quick, however, to remember her "current" place in the Sith world. There would be no destructive and foolish actions while on Coruscant; she had much to do and could not spare to die before she had achieved glory. Unlike her parents, she cared little for conventional research and mysticism. Vianna was much more interested in the darkness of the occult magics that were hidden in the far reaches of space. Her interest in these dark side magics was spurred by an encounter with a woman from Dathomir, Rakshana Morvad, who told Vianna of secrets and knowledge no one could comprehend. Vianna was intrigued, and at age 19, left for Dathomir.

Dathomir, The Moon's Thirst, and Her First True Enemy

Dathomir proved somewhat elusive to Vianna. It was unlike Coruscant and Dromund Kaas, although the thick forests and jungles were akin to life surrounding Kaas City. Having followed Morvad's advice in seeking out her family there, Vianna found herself enthralled with their way of life. It was unorthodox, strange, and could easily fit her own needs. She could sense the dark energies that flooded the planet and the rituals the people partook in. Vianna wanted that kind of communal bent. Odd for a Sith, but she understood the power of community and having followers of her own. If she could only bring such mysticism with her into Sith life, she could have her own cult, her own coven, her own faction. But, the best laid plans are kept hush hush. For now, she merely bides her time; five years later and the Empire is showing signs of cracking.

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[Philosoraptor]

Vianna Rhojjn, alternate picture if light side/unaffiliated