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NAME: Airevon Du'ell
NICKNAME: Ares (Air-rees)
FACTION: Jedi
RANK: Padawan
SPECIES: Shistavanen
AGE: 17
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6’2”
WEIGHT: 238 pounds
EYES: Orange
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Tan
CREDITS: 1,000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: A few ragged carvings lace his pelt from small skirmishes, but nothing major.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Airevon is force sensative.
NICKNAME: Ares (Air-rees)
FACTION: Jedi
RANK: Padawan
SPECIES: Shistavanen
AGE: 17
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6’2”
WEIGHT: 238 pounds
EYES: Orange
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Tan
CREDITS: 1,000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: A few ragged carvings lace his pelt from small skirmishes, but nothing major.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Airevon is force sensative.
STRENGTH: As is natural for his race, Airevon possesses great strength.9/10
DEXTERITY: A natural born hunter, he has a high dexterity, but his large form makes some maneuvers difficult. 7/10
CONSTITUTION: His monstrous form allows Airevon to absorb large amounts of power. 9/10
INTELLIGENCE: Genius in tactics and warfare, capable of formulating great plans on the spur of the moment. However, though he is capable of learning, battle is really the only thing he’s intelligent about. 8/10 for his tactical knowledge. 4/10 for anything else.
WISDOM: Common sense is not wisdom. While he might seem wise in combat, he’s just very good at being confident and brazen. His stubborness would contradict any wisdom he might have, anyway. 3/10
CHARISMA: Likely only capable of charming his own kind. Certainly no speaker. 2/10
FORCE POWERS:
Force Push 2/5 %
Force Pull 2/5 %
Force Jump 2/5 %
SKILLS:
Enhanced Senses – As all Shistavanens have, Airevon has enhanced sight, smell, and hearing, allowing him to react more quickly to events, track targets, and pick out enemies with relative ease, even in darkness.
Enhanced Healing – Shistavanens have a natural healing ability that makes them deadly in combat. While not capable of healing large wounds on their own, small to medium cuts and slashes will fade in just a few minutes. As well, Shistavanens are not so vulnerable to diseases as other races may be.
Enhanced Attributes – As a Shistavanen, Airevon has enhanced speed, strength, agility, and reflex, giving him the upper hand in most battles. He also has a high resistance to pain.
Stealth and Tracking – Airevon is adept at tracking his foes, and keeping to shadows when he doesn’t want to be seen. Despite his size, he’s proven to be remarkable silent when he needs to be.
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
Airevon has trained in, and is skilled in the form of Ataru.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Natural Weapons – Airevon possesses razor sharp claws and teeth, in case he’s ever disarmed or manages to get in close during combat. As well, he has all the enhanced perks that come from being a Shistavanen.
Size – Airevon can use his size to bully opponents, able to take great amounts of damage and pain, though this does hinder his movement, especially when his focus is on strength for the fight.
Senses – While somewhat of a strength, his enhanced senses can also be made into a weakness. A quick flash of blinding light would do good in stunning and blinding Airevon for a short time, as well as giving him as massive headache. His ears can also be targeted with high frequencies that would incapacitate him greatly. A combination of both would see him quickly pacified.
Gullable and Weak Willed – Airevon is easilly manipulated, with the right words, and might be tricked into various things. He is also weak willed, and easilly broken if the right buttons are pressed. If convinced that a situation is hopeless, given the circumstances, he might be persuaded to give up, though if it’s obvious that there’s still something he can do, Airevon won’t be giving up any time soon.
Independence – Airevon is stubborn and insists on doing everything himself, often putting him in over powering situations that he can’t deal with alone, though he will certainly try to. He is certainly capable of surviving on his own, though he’s no leader unless the mission pertains to combat.
Rage – Filled with immense anger, Airevon has been driven into a savage and merciless state. In battle, he is vicious and unforgiving, pitiless to his foes and those around him. Collateral damage is of no issue to this brute, who would see you skewered even for the lowest of crimes.
DEXTERITY: A natural born hunter, he has a high dexterity, but his large form makes some maneuvers difficult. 7/10
CONSTITUTION: His monstrous form allows Airevon to absorb large amounts of power. 9/10
INTELLIGENCE: Genius in tactics and warfare, capable of formulating great plans on the spur of the moment. However, though he is capable of learning, battle is really the only thing he’s intelligent about. 8/10 for his tactical knowledge. 4/10 for anything else.
WISDOM: Common sense is not wisdom. While he might seem wise in combat, he’s just very good at being confident and brazen. His stubborness would contradict any wisdom he might have, anyway. 3/10
CHARISMA: Likely only capable of charming his own kind. Certainly no speaker. 2/10
FORCE POWERS:
Force Push 2/5 %
Force Pull 2/5 %
Force Jump 2/5 %
SKILLS:
Enhanced Senses – As all Shistavanens have, Airevon has enhanced sight, smell, and hearing, allowing him to react more quickly to events, track targets, and pick out enemies with relative ease, even in darkness.
Enhanced Healing – Shistavanens have a natural healing ability that makes them deadly in combat. While not capable of healing large wounds on their own, small to medium cuts and slashes will fade in just a few minutes. As well, Shistavanens are not so vulnerable to diseases as other races may be.
Enhanced Attributes – As a Shistavanen, Airevon has enhanced speed, strength, agility, and reflex, giving him the upper hand in most battles. He also has a high resistance to pain.
Stealth and Tracking – Airevon is adept at tracking his foes, and keeping to shadows when he doesn’t want to be seen. Despite his size, he’s proven to be remarkable silent when he needs to be.
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
Airevon has trained in, and is skilled in the form of Ataru.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Natural Weapons – Airevon possesses razor sharp claws and teeth, in case he’s ever disarmed or manages to get in close during combat. As well, he has all the enhanced perks that come from being a Shistavanen.
Size – Airevon can use his size to bully opponents, able to take great amounts of damage and pain, though this does hinder his movement, especially when his focus is on strength for the fight.
Senses – While somewhat of a strength, his enhanced senses can also be made into a weakness. A quick flash of blinding light would do good in stunning and blinding Airevon for a short time, as well as giving him as massive headache. His ears can also be targeted with high frequencies that would incapacitate him greatly. A combination of both would see him quickly pacified.
Gullable and Weak Willed – Airevon is easilly manipulated, with the right words, and might be tricked into various things. He is also weak willed, and easilly broken if the right buttons are pressed. If convinced that a situation is hopeless, given the circumstances, he might be persuaded to give up, though if it’s obvious that there’s still something he can do, Airevon won’t be giving up any time soon.
Independence – Airevon is stubborn and insists on doing everything himself, often putting him in over powering situations that he can’t deal with alone, though he will certainly try to. He is certainly capable of surviving on his own, though he’s no leader unless the mission pertains to combat.
Rage – Filled with immense anger, Airevon has been driven into a savage and merciless state. In battle, he is vicious and unforgiving, pitiless to his foes and those around him. Collateral damage is of no issue to this brute, who would see you skewered even for the lowest of crimes.
GEAR:
Jedi robes.
Blue lightsaber.
PERSONALITY:
Airevon is certainly not your typical Jedi. He’s unforgiving, ruthless, and hates the universe. If he could, he’d destroy everything in existence. Luckily, he doesn’t have the means to do that. He’s dark and brooding, completely uncaring for the life of others, or his own. To him, nothing matters. Not reality or anything else. Some might even consider him insane. Despite his obvious lack of will to exist, however, Airevon doesn’t throw himself into the Reaper’s arms willingly. He likes to think he can offer up some sacrifices first, and there’s no reason not to have fun with that. Often, he’ll consider fierce battles as simple games, with him and his opponent pawns for some greater entity. Before dealing a final blow, he might be found question his victim on how he or she wished to die, and, out of no form of mercy, but satisfaction, would he usually oblige their requests.
BIOGRAPHY:
Airevon was born on Naboo, not the typical home for Shistavanens, but a comfortable one, at least. He had an older brother, Gaul, though he was not force sensitive, as he was. The family was relatively wealthy, and lived a decent life, even considered spoiled, to some. His father, called Thomen, had been a genius, and his mother, Mersa, harsh, but loving. His brother was always so honorable, dreaming of heroes and saving the world. For the first eight years of Airevon's, everything had been perfect. He learned to hunt, and fight, though not to any decent degree, considering his young age. His time consisted of mostly exploring the land around him with his brother, and wrestling. Very rarily would they get visitors to their cottage, though on occasion, some wanderer would stumble past, their eyes wide as they caught sight of the canine humanoids that made their home there. Of course, the people who passed by weren't harmed or otherwised bothered, saved for the frightening images that may have haunted their minds at the sight of such savage looking creatures.
The family lived secretly, with only few people knowing of their existence. The family lived off of the land. A river ran nearby, so they had plenty of water, and the woodland that surrounded their home flourished with creatures and plants. For most of Airevon's life, they lived in seclusion, until one day, his parents would delight him with a suprise. It was for the first time that they would visit a nearby town, though it would prove to be the last family trip Airevon would ever go on. It had been meant as a vacation of sorts, to get to know the other inhabitants in the land they occupied, an discover tons of new stuff that Airevon had never heard of before. As the day stretched into night, and his laughter still ringing out, the family began to head home. Unfortunetly, as they passed through the outskirts of the town, they were confronted by a group of armed thugs, seeking easy cash, and willing to murder for it without pity. The battle was vicious, but in the end, his parents had lost their lives, though not before taking a few of their opponents with them. The two brothers had retreated to hide in nearby bushes, but as one of the bandits had spotted them as they ran, the criminals closedin. Gaul ordered Airevon to flee and threw himself into combat. By the time a Jedi, whom had been lurking nearby for some unknown purpose, arrived, it was too late for Gaul, and the thugs were on Airevon's tail.
The Jedi Knight was quick to subdue the criminals, his lightsaber flashing by with facinating green light. Within seconds, the group was defeated, and those that chose to flee quickly found themselves yanked back into the Jedi's grasp by way of the force. Despte being saved, however, Airevon could show no appreciation as he stared at the corpses of his family, an expression of shock, grief, and finally hatred frozen upon his features. He blamed himself. If only he could have done something to prevent the family from headin home that way, or that night. If only he had been bigger. He could have torn them all apart. He wanted to, but the Jedi insisted on justice. It wasn't the justice he believed in. Upon discovering Airevon was a force sensitive, the Jedi brought the young Shistavanen back with him, to the Jedi Temple of Coruscant. He was accepted into their ranks, and since then has begun his training to learn the ways of the light. Though many distrusted him. They sensed his rage and hate grow for the world around them as the years passed by, and they were wary of that, as they should be. Though, with the belief that he could be made to see the error of his thoughts, Airevon was allowed to remain with the Jedi. Being a Padawan wasn’t so difficult. Being accepted as one, however, proved to be quite difficult.
KILLS:
None.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None.
DUELING RING MATCHES:
None.
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
None.
ROLE-PLAYS:
None.
Jedi robes.
Blue lightsaber.
PERSONALITY:
Airevon is certainly not your typical Jedi. He’s unforgiving, ruthless, and hates the universe. If he could, he’d destroy everything in existence. Luckily, he doesn’t have the means to do that. He’s dark and brooding, completely uncaring for the life of others, or his own. To him, nothing matters. Not reality or anything else. Some might even consider him insane. Despite his obvious lack of will to exist, however, Airevon doesn’t throw himself into the Reaper’s arms willingly. He likes to think he can offer up some sacrifices first, and there’s no reason not to have fun with that. Often, he’ll consider fierce battles as simple games, with him and his opponent pawns for some greater entity. Before dealing a final blow, he might be found question his victim on how he or she wished to die, and, out of no form of mercy, but satisfaction, would he usually oblige their requests.
BIOGRAPHY:
Airevon was born on Naboo, not the typical home for Shistavanens, but a comfortable one, at least. He had an older brother, Gaul, though he was not force sensitive, as he was. The family was relatively wealthy, and lived a decent life, even considered spoiled, to some. His father, called Thomen, had been a genius, and his mother, Mersa, harsh, but loving. His brother was always so honorable, dreaming of heroes and saving the world. For the first eight years of Airevon's, everything had been perfect. He learned to hunt, and fight, though not to any decent degree, considering his young age. His time consisted of mostly exploring the land around him with his brother, and wrestling. Very rarily would they get visitors to their cottage, though on occasion, some wanderer would stumble past, their eyes wide as they caught sight of the canine humanoids that made their home there. Of course, the people who passed by weren't harmed or otherwised bothered, saved for the frightening images that may have haunted their minds at the sight of such savage looking creatures.
The family lived secretly, with only few people knowing of their existence. The family lived off of the land. A river ran nearby, so they had plenty of water, and the woodland that surrounded their home flourished with creatures and plants. For most of Airevon's life, they lived in seclusion, until one day, his parents would delight him with a suprise. It was for the first time that they would visit a nearby town, though it would prove to be the last family trip Airevon would ever go on. It had been meant as a vacation of sorts, to get to know the other inhabitants in the land they occupied, an discover tons of new stuff that Airevon had never heard of before. As the day stretched into night, and his laughter still ringing out, the family began to head home. Unfortunetly, as they passed through the outskirts of the town, they were confronted by a group of armed thugs, seeking easy cash, and willing to murder for it without pity. The battle was vicious, but in the end, his parents had lost their lives, though not before taking a few of their opponents with them. The two brothers had retreated to hide in nearby bushes, but as one of the bandits had spotted them as they ran, the criminals closedin. Gaul ordered Airevon to flee and threw himself into combat. By the time a Jedi, whom had been lurking nearby for some unknown purpose, arrived, it was too late for Gaul, and the thugs were on Airevon's tail.
The Jedi Knight was quick to subdue the criminals, his lightsaber flashing by with facinating green light. Within seconds, the group was defeated, and those that chose to flee quickly found themselves yanked back into the Jedi's grasp by way of the force. Despte being saved, however, Airevon could show no appreciation as he stared at the corpses of his family, an expression of shock, grief, and finally hatred frozen upon his features. He blamed himself. If only he could have done something to prevent the family from headin home that way, or that night. If only he had been bigger. He could have torn them all apart. He wanted to, but the Jedi insisted on justice. It wasn't the justice he believed in. Upon discovering Airevon was a force sensitive, the Jedi brought the young Shistavanen back with him, to the Jedi Temple of Coruscant. He was accepted into their ranks, and since then has begun his training to learn the ways of the light. Though many distrusted him. They sensed his rage and hate grow for the world around them as the years passed by, and they were wary of that, as they should be. Though, with the belief that he could be made to see the error of his thoughts, Airevon was allowed to remain with the Jedi. Being a Padawan wasn’t so difficult. Being accepted as one, however, proved to be quite difficult.
KILLS:
None.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None.
DUELING RING MATCHES:
None.
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
None.
ROLE-PLAYS:
None.
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