Valek Dagger
Knight of the Shade Order
Knight of the Shade Order
COMPOSITION AND APPEARANCE:
One would recognize his face as a dark armored helmet with a single green ocular lens sticking out where the eyes would be. Below the helmet is medium grade hand crafted Armour that was crafted by it's wielder and painted black instead of white like most of the others are. It all remains hidden though from under the black fabrics that make a black tunic, almost similar to that of a Jedi, only more darker. This is to trick the enemy into thinking he is unarmored and only protected by his helm and the clothes he wears. Sometimes instead of a tunic he will wear a black leather longcoat.
PERSONALITY:
Valek had lost most of the feelings he had in him through extensive training and living life he has put himself through, and he only has several he will accept and not accept. One would say he has developed a rather cunning, almost emotionless personality from both his loss and his extensive training he has put himself through to become a cunning fighter, and they would be right. Valek is mostly devoid of love, humor, kindness, care, and one would assume pain as most other feelings one would think were long gone in him. He is mostly the strong silent type, speaking only when Necessary. When he does speak however, he makes sure he is heard.
LIKES AND DISLIKES:
Surprisingly, Valek has something that he still has a liking too, which happen to be both food and weapons. One would say a Warrior has to eat to stay healthy, and Valek does so with at least a meal once a day of both meat and vegetables, both cooked. Weapons are the other thing that Valek desires, and while he prefers his Semi-Auto Rifle, Magnum, and Longsword, he always finds a good use to other weapons he encounters, from mere slugthrowers to sniper rifles to rocket propelled grenade launchers.
There is not much that Valek dislikes, other then stupid people and Pacifists. Someone who is not willing to fight for there lives and would rather die not fighting is a worthless waste of life to Valek.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Valek has great craftsmanship, sword training, and an edge with most firearms, like most of his family members have. He has both great strength in his arms and legs, making him deadly in close quarter combat with is longsword. Giving his training in both Close and long range combat, there are few who can actually survive a deadly encounter with this Warrior. Some would say he even has the strength to stand up against a Jedi in mêlée combat.
However, his personality and attitude sometimes gives him more trouble then even he can handle. Some think he is without a tongue when he never speaks and his gruff, no nonsense attitude works little to none when he actually does talk to someone. His overconfidence is also his weakness, thinking there are none in the galaxy who can defeat him by themselves.
EQUIPMENT:
Note: Most weapons and armor were crafted by Valek in his Corellian weapons factory.
Weapons said:
Armor/clothing said:
FORCE POWERS:
- Telekinesis
- Push
- Pull
- Leap
- Speed
- Sense
- Telepathy
- Grip/Choke
HISTORY:
Not much is known about Valek's past, both of his parents had passed on as he eventually came into his late ages. All of his events recorded here were from his Diary he has written in. Most pages are lost, and have been formatted into when they were each taken place.
Age Eight.
Pa has taken me out to see how good I can fire a weapon. We went out to this open field we lived near and I was given a rifle, one similar my Pa carried. We went out hunting these animals for the entire day, and managed to kill several. I managed to get this critter while My pa bagged this huge bear that he managed to shoot straight between the eyes. We took them both home and I watched as my Father prepared both critters, removing the pelts and storing the meat for food. The pelts were later used for clothes when the Winters came to us.
Damaged Data. Skipping...
Age Fourteen
Another big day for us, this time Pa took me to where his works with his brothers, and I watched him take several tough fabrics and some sheets of tough metal and watched as he put them together, making what seemed like some sort of Armour. I watched as he made what seemed like some light weight armor, some medium weight Armour, and even a heavy set of Armour, all with matching helmets. The helmets were oddly shaped, they all had one eye and were either red, orange, green, or blue. When I tried on one, there were these little things that went over my eyes and it allowed me to see through the single ocular lens, and everything was green when I looked out through it. I asked my Pa who they were for, and he just laughed and told me one day I would be doing this.
Damaged Data. Skipping...
Age Nineteen
Man, school was so boring today. Me and Caroline were going to go out today, catch that new show that was in town, but My Father wanted me to come to the factory first to see something. I promised Caroline that we would go tomorrow and headed off to the factory on my Speeder Bike. When I arrived, My father had just finished some more of the armor he has been crafting as he turned towards me. He offered me a job to work at the factory, to craft Armour and weapons for our family. When I asked who of us would use them, My father laughed and said it was for our entire family: All Dagger Family members. He told be there was something in almost everyone of them that gave them higher senses and awareness that normal people do not have, something that was not of the magic the Jedi called The Force. Not knowing what exactly this is or how it started, he told me that even I had it in me, and that I would soon take his place.
Damaged Data. Skipping...
Age Twenty Seven
Life is hard now these days, Since Mother passed away, Father was never himself and worked more often then he used too. My relationship with Caroline has been through for about five years now, and I still miss her. Why did she leave? Why couldn't she understand that I needed to make my Father proud? When I proposed to her, she told me she couldn't live in my life unless I chose between her or my Father, she was wanting to move away from here and go to Coruscant where we could settle down, maybe go to one of those nice Islands on Naboo for a honeymoon. I told her I could not abandon my father and our legacy. She just did not understand...
Damaged Data. Skipping...
Age Thirty four
Six years have gone by since Father has passed away, and I promised him on his death bed I would not let him down. But I don't know what to think anymore... What am I going to do with myself? I can feel the urge to pick up a gun, put on some Armour, and go make a name for myself. But what of the factory? The Armour? The Dagger Family Legacy? No... I will not abandon them. I will keep the Corellia Factory running, even if it's just me, I'll get some droids to help out if I have too. Now, I need to pay it a visit... After I craft my Armour and helmet, I will take a journey to the jungles of Naboo, see what I can do with myself. Perhaps I will find out who I really am...
Damaged Data. Skipping...
Error... Cannot Load.
Error...
Last Log was two years ago. I do not know what happened to this man, but (Gunshot, sound of body falling as bullet shell hits ground.)
"Found you." A voice said, picking up the journal and stuffing it into pack. Afterwords, sounds of him running are heard, as well as a loud explosion as the place caves in.
"Bloody Thieves..."
Entering Login: VD
Entering Password:************
Confirming....
Confirming...
Welcome Valek Dagger.
........
Log 28: The Strong Walk.
Was hired by a Male Zeltron to remove another Zeltron who was competing violently with his business. I journeyed towards the town where the target had set up an establishment, and after finding her location, I went up and cornered her, posing as a merc looking for work. Before I knew it, this other man, a scoundrel by the looks of it, broke in for unknown reasons. It was the perfect opportunity I needed as he distracted the target while I shot her in the back of the head. The shot didn't leave much of her head left, but it got the job done.
In thanks for the Scoundrel's assistance, I helped him escape with me while the Law enforcements arrived. We escaped into one of their speeders as we went back to the other town. I let him keep the Speeder and whatever was in it for payment in his assistance, but he continued to follow me, out of curiosity. It was then another man was in the area, one who looked like one of those Damn Jedi, but with a darker tone. He and the Scoundrel seemed to know each other, and that was my cue to leave as he was already drunk from hitting up a bottle found in the Speeder.
Log 29: Crash Landing!
I made camp on Expora today, decided to see if there was anything worth while in the ruins nearby, or maybe to catch some big game. As I finished my dinner, a ship crashed down on the planet nearby and I decided to investigate.
(The rest of the log appears to be damaged and unreadable)
Log 30: The Island Cities
Nothing really happened here today, just a bunch of men in suits and the like. I waited an hour or so for a recruiter before I left for the starport.
Log 31: Enough, but barley so.
Today was most... unexpected. After wiping out some arms dealers for my client and enjoying a glass of milk, I decided to call it a night and retreated to my apartment I was currently renting out. That is when it happened. I received a rather painful migraine when I passed by one of the other tennant's rooms. I approached and demanded the equipment inside be shut down to stop my helmet from causing the bad frequency, only to find out it was not machinery inside, but a Jedi... or so I thought.
We talked briefly, something I do not normally do myself. But apparently she was not a Jedi, just someone who was capable of using the magic known as "The Force". She was not like the other Jedi who sprouted nonsense to me, but actually made sense... in a way. It was very brief, and I did not get her name when I left. I woulden't know her name until much later.
Amaterasu.
Log 33: Cruising through the Black Market.
Another hard day in the factory today, just finished a set of armor and put together a few scoped assault rifles. Getting hungry and I'm not really in the mood to cook something. I normally do not get take out, but the diner downtown is decent enough and no one there bothers me. They know I run the factory, that's all they care to know.
So I ordered something filling, but as I waited, something in the area felt different. As I grabbed my food and left, I almost dropped it when a surge of pain struck my head as I passed by two paticular people. One of them must have been one of "Them", there was no other explination.
That was when another approached me, someone who would change my life that day. He was called Quentell Xall, a Shade Knight as he called himself, belonging to neither the Jedi or the Ospion. He explained everything that I needed to know about my condition, that the magic known as "The Force" was indeed inside me. He explained it better then the Jedi ever had, and I invited him to the factory so we could talk in private about this. With eveything happening, I forgot all about the hunger.
Log 34: Getting awnsers.
Me and Quentell briefly talked about my "Condition", and I agreed to go with him to the Enclave where the Order of Shade was. Before going, an Assassin struck at my factory and easily disabled the security defenses I had there. Of all the people who tried to kill me, he was the first to do so with lightsabers and the Force, but was also the first to not succeed. After a long chase from the factory to the spaceport, costing me my speeder and damage done to the factory, me and Quentell escaped the Assassin.
He lived only because Quentell deemed it so, as he saved my life back at the factory and I owned him that. I only hope it was not a mistake to let the fatigued assassin live. We escaped in his ship as we went to the Shade Enclave, a safe haven.
Log 35: Finding my place.
Here I am... The enclave of the Shade Order, the place where I begin a new life. Quentell was my new master in this Order, and he taught me how to command the Force that was within me. There was nothing either of us could do about my migraine, but I managed to ignore it as best I could. I felt myself become more and more intune with the Force as I used it more, and slowly felt an empty space in myself filling. I learned how to use a Lightsaber, and when it came time to make my own, I was forced to leave my face behind, as no weapons or armor were allowed on my journey to find the crystal.
Nearly sixteen hours later, I came back with a green crystal and with it, I constructed the Lightsaber through the Force. It was the first weapon I made without usingmy hands. After te training and lightsaber construction, I was named Knight of the Shade Order by Quentell. My new life was just begining.
Log 36: Just watch them.. They're beautiful..
My first mission was to go to Coruscant with Quentell for a yet unspecified mission. We when we got there, we both heard a gunshot coming inside a cantina from the undercity. It turned out to be a Twi'lek by the name of Daveny had killed a Cathar for unspecified reasons of yet, but it turned out that she has a similar case with The Force I do. While Quentell delt with another who was caught in the situation, I managed to persuade Daveny to come with me where I might possibly fix her condition.
KILLS:
DUELING RING MATCHES:
Test of Might
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
TRAINING ROLE-PLAYS:
Finding your place.
ROLE-PLAYS:
The Strong walk...
Enough, but barley so.
Crash Landing!
The Island Cities
Cruising through the Black Market
Getting awnsers
Just watch them.. They're beautiful..
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