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Artyom Ivanov
Biography
I met a young man once, younger than even myself, sitting beside me in a dark, wet trench during a lull in one of many hard fought battles. I looked into his eyes and I saw my own reflected back at me. He told me something that day, something I could not forget in million years. He shook with conviction, his fists curled so tightly his hands began to turn white. Anger reverberating in his voice, he said,
"Brother, I am not more than nineteen summers. I read letters from friends across the galaxy who speak of lazy days at dead end jobs and girls who flirt for nothing more than the sake of boredom. Yet I find myself here, and I know nothing of such blissful happiness. I have experienced death, destruction, and despair that surely was previously unknown to man. I watch my comrades slaughter each other without mercy or thought, and I am wrought with confusion and terror. I cannot live this way."
I reached for him, but it was far too late. Screaming, he charged into the battle. His lightsaber laid in the spot he had sat with me, left behind. I tell myself he must have forgotten it, in the youthful passion of the moment, but I am known to lie to myself more than anyone else. I am not more than twenty-four myself, scarcely five years older than that man was. We grew up similarly, training with the Jedi since our youth. We were taught to use our abilities to protect others, to help forge the galaxy into a better place. But here I sat, too scared to exit the dirt of the trench, as I listened to my comrade's scream cut short.
The war is over, but I find myself kept awake by it every night. The scream of my comrade is always the last thing I hear in my nightmares, cutting short as I awaken in cold sweats. I hear talk of many in the order who believe we must hunt the exiles for starting the war, punish them for betraying our order. But was it really their fault? Did a simply disagreement really escalate to full blown violence and war that left thousands of our friends and comrades dead and many more civilians displaced?
Jedi should not be warriors, Jedi should be keepers of the peace. In the wake of this devastation, I will claw my way to the head of this order and personally ensure war will not return to the galaxy. The war may be over among the Jedi, but for me, the war of politics is just beginning.
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Five years have passed. Five years. I feel I have not grown in the slightest. If anything, I see nothing more than life becoming more and more futile. Five years, and nothing to show for it. Everyone I know is either dead or gone, and I can't take it. If something doesn't change for me soon, I don't think I will carry on. I am twenty nine now, and I don't know if I can stand to see thirty.
Personality and Description
Artyom is a twenty-four year old male human. He possesses shoulder length brown hair and a short, unkempt black beard. His eyes are a deep blue and he is of an average stature at six feet tall. He is a muscular man, though he is currently weakened as he is recovering from malnourishment from time at the front lines of the war. His shoulder is marked with a deep scar from a lightsaber blade and, as a result, he will never exceed 75% strength in his right arm. Thankfully, Artyom can utilize the Force to make up for this.
He was raised to be a warrior among the Jedi. He and the other children with him were trained since arrival with the intention of fighting in the war. As a result, Artyom is a master of controlling his emotions at all times. While he sees himself as level headed and calm, many have described him as cold and unfeeling. He is a rules man and will sacrifice 'outside the box' ideas for those that stick within the rigid rules of the Jedi code.
That is not to say Artyom is incapable of emotion, it is simply difficult to illicit strong feelings from him. He is occasionally found, when not meditating or practicing, staring off for long hours into the distance. Attempting to break him from this state in any manner other than the utmost of gentleness may cause an unparalleled reaction of anger from the man through a war flashback. He is plagued by the traumatic stress of the war, and seeks to make sure there will never be another one as long and as bloody as the one hundred years war.
Misc
Force Ability — Artyom is a Knight and, as such, is adequately skilled in the Force. He has focused on sense and physical enhancement in order to better himself for combat, but is also capable in the mind. Telepathic links are of little difficulty for Artyom with those who are willing, and he is capable of forcing his will upon the weak minded.
Lightsaber Combat — The focus of much of Artyom's youth and adulthood, the blade is where Artyom's ability truly shines. He is well trained in single saber combat, favoring it, but will draw upon a second blade if he becomes hard pressed.
Handcarved Flute — Artyom is not much of an artist, but a farmer from a village he once protected showed him how to create and play a simple wooden flute. While no master, it is a comforting and easy instrument to play.
Gear — One full face mask and simple long range visor. One set of Dueling gloves. One handmade lightsaber belonging to Artyom. One handmade lightsaber belonging to a Jedi Artyom met on the battlefield. One carved, wooden flute. One Revolver One woolen cloak and one set of woolen robes that he uses to cover his armor and weapon.
Hand to Hand Combat — Although not something Artyom was formally trained in, he knows a few basic movements to escape grips and self defense positions. He is not a master of CQC, but he will not be easily overtaken by a thug attempting to mug him.
Threads
Lightsaber Thievin' — Artyom and Kybo plan out an attack on a Hutt Bounty Hunter LINK ● (thread status)
Trial On Ossus — Artyom Observed the trial of Alais on Ossus [LINK] ● (Complete)
Darkness on Dantooine, the Search for Rem Shivaaga — Artyom, Fennex, and Cavalas search for Rem Shivaaga, Artyom and Fennex encounter an Exile whom they promptly dispatch [LINK] ● (Complete)
Darkness on Dantooine, The Crystal Caves — Artyom, Cavalas, Fennex and Evalyn encounter a massacre and fight off a small band of Jedi hunting Droids, Artyom has his moral compass questioned[LINK] ● (thread status)
No Time Left -- Artyom and Evalyn set a trap for Exiles on Coruscant, two Exiles fall engage the pair. One is driven off by Artyom, the other is killed by him and Evalyn [LINK]
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