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The Massalisk, the monstrous combining of the malleable Massassi and hardy Besalisk. This ghastly specimen of the Dark Side was born from the experiments of the late Sith Lord, Darth Maleous. The Massalisk bore the four arms of its Besalisk ancestor and more humanoid features from the Massassi. The Besalisk species were known for their adventurous attitudes, and this has no disappeared from the Massalisk, however, that attitude has taken on a more violent undertone from its Massassi origins. This combination of personalities causes the Massalisk to rush in to battle and be more headstrong. Created from through the dark science of Sith Alchemy, the Massalisk is a creature that can wield the dark side of the living force, and finds it hard, if not impossible, to control the force in ways that are typically seen to be extensions of the light side of the force.
OOC: So the reason that the Massalisk exists is because of the fact that I couldn't find a good quality picture of a Besalisk, but was able to find a lot of other four-armed creatures. So I got the idea of combining the Besalisk and another species to explain why my character looks the way he does. I received admin approval for this from Green Ranger.
The weapon of a Sith, this lightsaber was once wielded by the Sith Lord, Darth Maleous. After his death at the hands of his own creations however, it now finds itself in the four hands of Hades, the sole surviving creation of Maleous. His legacy.
This weapon was crafted Hades after obtaining the rank of Sith. It reflects the symbolizes the Korriban deserts in the darkness, and the power of the Sith glowing withing, waiting to be freed from its chains.
HADES
NAME HADES DE GROOT AGE 31 YEARS FACTION THE SITH BROOTHERHOOD - SITH
NAME HADES DE GROOT AGE 31 YEARS FACTION THE SITH BROOTHERHOOD - SITH
The Massalisk
OOC: So the reason that the Massalisk exists is because of the fact that I couldn't find a good quality picture of a Besalisk, but was able to find a lot of other four-armed creatures. So I got the idea of combining the Besalisk and another species to explain why my character looks the way he does. I received admin approval for this from Green Ranger.
Biography
Born within the dark dungeons of Darth Maleous' palace, Hades spent most of his early life locked away in the dark. With little to see and the sounds of other alchemic experiments and torture subjects constantly piercing what little silence there was, madness slowly eating away at his sanity. With his thoughts to himself and little to keep him busy, his thoughts turned to his creator, Darth Maleous, as well as his hatred. Maleous was paranoid, constantly fearing rival lords across Korriban. The paranoia fed his experiments, hoping to create a legion of beasts and warriors that were loyal only to him. However, the conditions that he kept his experiments under, cause them to lose their sanity. Occasionally, an experiment would get loose and attack Maleous, but he always survived.
Sixteen years after being emerging from the vat that he had been grown in, Hades' hatred erupted. The door to cell burst outward in an explosion of dark side energy. While his emotions had finally snapped, his mind hadn't. He knew from almost two decades of listening, that no one creature could kill Maleous, so he ran around the dungeon, setting free the other twisted creations. A few attacked Hades, but he either killed them or beat them until they ran off. Most went right past him in the direction of Maleous' lab. Once all of the cells and been broken open, Hades went after the Sith Lord.
By the time Hades reached Maleous' laboratory, the room was on fire, bodies lay on the floor, and the Sith Lord was fighting off the undead as well as a few other mutated Massassi. Using his four arms, Hades launched whatever he could at Maleous. Tables, torture racks, even cauldrons flew through the air. The Sith Lord was able to fight back, but was vastly outnumbered and had to keep splitting his attention between the creatures attacking him head on, and the pieces of furniture flying through air at him. A stone stool struck the Sith Lord in head, his body crumbled to the ground. Within seconds, the undead were on him, and the Sith Lord's screams filled the chamber.
Hades pushed his way through the undead, ripping apart those who tried to take a bite out of him. There was little left of the Sith's body, but a strange cylinder lay amount the tattered remains. He sensed an energy around the object, similar to the burst of energy he had let out when he escaped from his cell. He picked it up in one of his hands, looking it over. His large fingers accidentally flipped a switch and a blade of red light shot out, cutting off the head of one of the mutated Massassi. The rest of Maleous' creatures went crazy and swarmed Hades. With the strange weapon, and his three other arms, he cut and ripped apart those that attacked him.
He eventually emerged from the Sith Lord's palace, with the strange weapon in his hand, no longer humming with energy. The bright desert that stretched out before him contrasted against the dark, confined spaces of the palace interior. Hades had no idea where to go, or where he was, but he trekked north. After four days and three nights spent crossing the desert, he came to a valley. The valley was populated by statues in varying states of disrepair, but at the end of the valley sat a large temple that was clearly bustling with movement. He made his was toward the temple, where he was stopped by two guards. They said something, but he didn't understand them, he had no knowledge of language. One of the guards reached out his hand and darkness filled the edges of Hades' vision, before he collapsed on the warm sand.
When he awoke, he found himself lying down in a brightly room, surrounded by blue energy. A robed man sat in front of him, quiet. When he sat up, the man spoke, waited, and after receiving nothing from Hades spoke again. Each time the man made different sounds, and each time Hades did not understand. Eventually, the man said something, again he didn't understand the words, but at the back of his mind the words found themselves. Who are you? He had no idea where the words came from, or how to answer, but he spoke back in the strange, but familiar language. I am Hades de Groot. The man let out a what must have been a snort. Hades the Grand? Hades nodded.
He would eventually learn that that first language was the of the ancient Massassi, a race that had all but disappeared from the galaxy. It would be through this language that he would be taught the history and in the ways of the Sith. He would learn to speak basic as fell as to control the power that he had let loose when he escaped from his cell. It was a power that the Sith referred to as the Force. Twenty-six years after emerging from the vat in Maleous' palace, Hades would ascend from the rank of Acolyte to that of Sith. Thirty-one years after emerging from the vat, he would continue to serve the Sith Brotherhood.
Sixteen years after being emerging from the vat that he had been grown in, Hades' hatred erupted. The door to cell burst outward in an explosion of dark side energy. While his emotions had finally snapped, his mind hadn't. He knew from almost two decades of listening, that no one creature could kill Maleous, so he ran around the dungeon, setting free the other twisted creations. A few attacked Hades, but he either killed them or beat them until they ran off. Most went right past him in the direction of Maleous' lab. Once all of the cells and been broken open, Hades went after the Sith Lord.
By the time Hades reached Maleous' laboratory, the room was on fire, bodies lay on the floor, and the Sith Lord was fighting off the undead as well as a few other mutated Massassi. Using his four arms, Hades launched whatever he could at Maleous. Tables, torture racks, even cauldrons flew through the air. The Sith Lord was able to fight back, but was vastly outnumbered and had to keep splitting his attention between the creatures attacking him head on, and the pieces of furniture flying through air at him. A stone stool struck the Sith Lord in head, his body crumbled to the ground. Within seconds, the undead were on him, and the Sith Lord's screams filled the chamber.
Hades pushed his way through the undead, ripping apart those who tried to take a bite out of him. There was little left of the Sith's body, but a strange cylinder lay amount the tattered remains. He sensed an energy around the object, similar to the burst of energy he had let out when he escaped from his cell. He picked it up in one of his hands, looking it over. His large fingers accidentally flipped a switch and a blade of red light shot out, cutting off the head of one of the mutated Massassi. The rest of Maleous' creatures went crazy and swarmed Hades. With the strange weapon, and his three other arms, he cut and ripped apart those that attacked him.
He eventually emerged from the Sith Lord's palace, with the strange weapon in his hand, no longer humming with energy. The bright desert that stretched out before him contrasted against the dark, confined spaces of the palace interior. Hades had no idea where to go, or where he was, but he trekked north. After four days and three nights spent crossing the desert, he came to a valley. The valley was populated by statues in varying states of disrepair, but at the end of the valley sat a large temple that was clearly bustling with movement. He made his was toward the temple, where he was stopped by two guards. They said something, but he didn't understand them, he had no knowledge of language. One of the guards reached out his hand and darkness filled the edges of Hades' vision, before he collapsed on the warm sand.
When he awoke, he found himself lying down in a brightly room, surrounded by blue energy. A robed man sat in front of him, quiet. When he sat up, the man spoke, waited, and after receiving nothing from Hades spoke again. Each time the man made different sounds, and each time Hades did not understand. Eventually, the man said something, again he didn't understand the words, but at the back of his mind the words found themselves. Who are you? He had no idea where the words came from, or how to answer, but he spoke back in the strange, but familiar language. I am Hades de Groot. The man let out a what must have been a snort. Hades the Grand? Hades nodded.
He would eventually learn that that first language was the of the ancient Massassi, a race that had all but disappeared from the galaxy. It would be through this language that he would be taught the history and in the ways of the Sith. He would learn to speak basic as fell as to control the power that he had let loose when he escaped from his cell. It was a power that the Sith referred to as the Force. Twenty-six years after emerging from the vat in Maleous' palace, Hades would ascend from the rank of Acolyte to that of Sith. Thirty-one years after emerging from the vat, he would continue to serve the Sith Brotherhood.
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Threads
Masters of Man and Beast- Complete
Liberating Fires- Complete
Salt for a Slug- Ongoing
Operation Garelli Freedom: Assault on the Power Generator- Ongoing
Liberating Fires- Complete
Salt for a Slug- Ongoing
Operation Garelli Freedom: Assault on the Power Generator- Ongoing
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