Sith Order Cerberus

[Dread]

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Cerberus​

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Mercenary for hire, [click here] for more information.
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Stats​

Age: 19	Faction: Sith Order	Rank: Sith Champion	Voice: [Sound Clip/Hiei]
Gender: Male	Race: Half Human & Zeltron	Eye Color: Red	Hair Color: Black
Weight: Fit	Height: 5'8	Job: Mercenary	Skills: Slicing, Combat

History​

A son of a whore. A nobody from the depths of Coruscant's deepest, darkest poverty stricken levels. The halfbreed, only known as Cerberus to the locals, spent the first eight years of his life losing fight after fight until joining a small gang of trouble makers. These desolate souls' only purposes were to survive each and every day. It wasn't uncommon for them to turn against each other if they believed it was beneficial for them.

At a very young age Cerberus took up swordsmanship and learned how to fire a blaster, albeit poorly due to the lack of a master. His life changed when he was found by an old haggard Sith, but not by much. Cerberus's master had a striking appearance of a silvered haired, haggard old woman paired with a cold demeanour. She cared very little for Cerberus as she regarded him as little more than a kid from the slum; a tool that worked for credits and scraps of food.

Ceberus saw himself the same. Usually, he didn't care about how little his master regarded him as long as he got credits and food, but there were times he found himself in turmoil over the way she treated him. Eventually, he learned how to mostly ignore those feelings and use how cold and numb he felt to empower himself.

Like many Sith, Ceberus's master died in combat. Shot to death. Ceberus managed to escape the slaughter, abandoning his master and her former crew. At this point in his training, he was more than able to take care of himself and so that is what he did.

While he carries the title of Sith Champion, given to him by his late master, he felt very little loyalty to the Order. He also felt very little aim, and so he simply decided to wander across the galaxy. Surviving. Training. Learning new skills.

Slicing and stealing artifacts became somewhat of an obsession of his for many years. He found that the skills served him in multiple ways, including getting and retaining jobs, of which he would accept from anyone willing to hire him. The young entrepreneur, sometimes thief, sometimes assassin, sometimes scrap salesman, cared very little about the ripples of whatever his jobs would cause.

Win or lose, Ceberus continues to wander across the galaxy from job to job.

Equipment​

• Dual-phase Lightsabers - One Purple, One Blue
• Black Jacket with a Blast Vest
• Cerberus' Armor
• DC-17 Hand Blaster
• Thermic Blade (Sword)
• Datapad
• Three Comlinks

Legacy​

1. I Need Your Clothes, Your Boots, And Your Starfighter
2. Escort Job On Trantor
3. Light and Darkness

 

[Dread]

Changed his FC to something I like a little more.