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[THIS PROFILE IS NOT DONE. It needs spell checking, sentence structure, stats, and the story of the actual charector. I just wanted to put it up while its still fresh in my brainpan. Feel free to read this while I continue to work on it.]
What is greatness? Is greatness defined by your actions? And if so, what kind of actions? What verbs must I commit myself to so that I may be remembered eternally? At one time I used to think that greatness was defined by one's accomplishments for the greater good. I still hold true to those beliefs, but have changed what accomplishments I deem great. I used to think the highest honor one could ever atain in his or her life was to invent something that would raise the standard of living universally. Hyperdrives are one such invention. If I had created such a magnificant piece of technology, I would have lived forever. Do not mistake me, I have achieved many things in my life. I was once the greatest biologist on Corellia. A professor working alongside other great minds in the Corellian Institute of Wisdom. I made several breakthroughs in medicine and even assisted in the subdual of the 916 virus. Yet despite all of this, I live a wasted life. I have done nothing worth being proud of. At least not in the eyes of the Aikishi.
How long have I been here? How many of these useless reports have I typed up and tried to send back to the world, foolishly hoping someone would come and rescue me?
I grow more tired with each passing day. A lingering sadness is developing, reminding me of all the things I have lost. I loved her.......
I have already told you I was a great scientist, and if you recieve this, then no doubt you are as well. My name among the community was Dr. Malcovich Delales. I could tell you the sordid story about how I was abducted by pirates and sold to barbarians.....but ...that wouldn't change anything. Instead, I will continue this report about the subject of my demise as a civilized individual. No, not the pirates......the Aikishi.
The Aikishi are a barbaric people. They inhabit a tiny little desert planet roughly 35,000 lightyears from Corellia, on the very edges of known space. They live in solitude, and contain no ships. From what little I have been able to gather, a prison ship containing roughly 1,000 prisoners went off course and crash landed here on Dellum. The prisoners abandoned their ships, and even, technology. Living in caves to avoid the intense heat created by two nearby suns, the people became tribal. They still speak common.....but not much of it. The Aikishi are very physical. If you are happy with someone you kiss them on the lips, if you are angry, you punch the ground. If you love, then you take your lover right there in front of everyone. Friends, family, and yes, even children. A more barbaric and uncivilized people you cannot find. The Aikishi revere, and worship women. It does not matter what a woman was born into, she will become a godess after she reaches forty years. Until then, all of the younger women train with the men. Men in this society are almost all soldiers and warriors, with a select few becoming teachers. In this Matriarchy, the leader is known as the Den Mother. [Author's Note - I find this fascinating because most scientists in our time have accepted the fact that a Matriarchy is almost impossible, as women as a whole are not nearly agressive enough, and have much more important things to attend to then government. (I.E. the brirthing, raising, and caring for a child.) Therefore such a society should not exist. ]** 200 years have passed since that ill-fated prison ships' voyage. Its hard to believe the Aikish were once human. They are all addicted to numerous substances. I myself am tainted with the most popular. Diocine.
Diocine is collected from the fermented nectar of the desert flower, most commonly found along the Isiah mountain range. [Author's note - I have given all these names, as the Aikishi do not name anything but themselves. Truly, they do not even give words to weapons or items that are not extremely important.] The first time you inject the substance into your blood stream, a human will feel the effects immediatly. A horrific pain. Your muscles immediatly start to spasm. I do not remember much of my first time, as I was knocked out by a stray Hishkt. [Author's note - The Hishkt will be explained later, as one of them is the subject of this....rather pointless report.] Anyway, prolonged use of the drug has numerous effects. Your body heals rapidly, and most flesh wounds can be healed within a number of hours. The addict will also start to produce the sticky substance within his liver, where it will be secreted throughout pores in your skin. This has the effect of giving super human strength. Indeed, just hours before writing this, I was able to lift 3 metric tons of steel with one hand. Its hard to do, and required alot of energy, but I held the steel casing for six seconds!
Now that you understand a little about the Aikishi, it is time for me to unveil the subject of this report, namely, Hishkt.
Hishkt is not the name of the individual, rather, it is a rank, or job, I'm not really sure. A Hishkt's job within Aikishi society is to hunt. Using their super human strength, and decades of intense training, they travel hundreds of miles to get to the Forest. I simply call it the Forest because I'm fairly certain it is the only one on this planet. As far as I can tell, it is the only non-desert ecosystem on this planet. It is also the size of a large continent. The Hishkt hunt inside this forest. I have only seen a few of the gargantuan creatures they have brought back. Such beasts probably could not be taken down with anti aircraft weapons. The Hishkt are remarkable asthey are outside the Aikishi social caste, and rarely obey anyone other then the Den Mother. Comprised of young males, the Hishkt are rather secretive, and tend to keep to themselves. When not hunting, they portray any of numerous roles. From Assassin to soldier, they serve the Den mother. They live by pride. Shame is worse than death.
Scientific Report
by Dr. Malcovich Delale's
Interestingly, this society does not use any form of firearms. They see these as weaker being's weapons. They use all manner of blades, and the Hishkt have the best available, below I have detailed several of the most common among these elite warriors.
1. Ceremonial Blade - "Ornth". By cutting themselves, the Hiskt cause blood flow, which activates the Diocine glands, causing even quicker healing, simple cuts will dissapear in minutes, including the wound caused by the blade. Appears to be extremely painful.
2. Smart Disc - Extremely rare among the Hishkt, and I still havn't determined its true purpose. It seems to follow heat signatures and homes in on prey.
3. Throwing Star(?) Some sort of throwing device, they use quite a bit of them.
4. Spear - This device extends from both ends, creating a metal spear. It does what all good spears do. Impales things.
5. Wrist Blades - The wrist blades serve numerous purposes, but most often are simply used to gut or claw at someone or something.
** [That's my bullshit excuse as I try to explain the Matriarchy thing. Basically I looked it up, and everyone and their mother says that it couldn't work, but NOBODY SAYS WHY. I just assumed its because males are so damn...aggressive. And women have better things to do with their time then plan ways to slaughter each other. I dunno. Feel free to enlighten me.]
What is greatness? Is greatness defined by your actions? And if so, what kind of actions? What verbs must I commit myself to so that I may be remembered eternally? At one time I used to think that greatness was defined by one's accomplishments for the greater good. I still hold true to those beliefs, but have changed what accomplishments I deem great. I used to think the highest honor one could ever atain in his or her life was to invent something that would raise the standard of living universally. Hyperdrives are one such invention. If I had created such a magnificant piece of technology, I would have lived forever. Do not mistake me, I have achieved many things in my life. I was once the greatest biologist on Corellia. A professor working alongside other great minds in the Corellian Institute of Wisdom. I made several breakthroughs in medicine and even assisted in the subdual of the 916 virus. Yet despite all of this, I live a wasted life. I have done nothing worth being proud of. At least not in the eyes of the Aikishi.
How long have I been here? How many of these useless reports have I typed up and tried to send back to the world, foolishly hoping someone would come and rescue me?
I grow more tired with each passing day. A lingering sadness is developing, reminding me of all the things I have lost. I loved her.......
I have already told you I was a great scientist, and if you recieve this, then no doubt you are as well. My name among the community was Dr. Malcovich Delales. I could tell you the sordid story about how I was abducted by pirates and sold to barbarians.....but ...that wouldn't change anything. Instead, I will continue this report about the subject of my demise as a civilized individual. No, not the pirates......the Aikishi.
The Aikishi are a barbaric people. They inhabit a tiny little desert planet roughly 35,000 lightyears from Corellia, on the very edges of known space. They live in solitude, and contain no ships. From what little I have been able to gather, a prison ship containing roughly 1,000 prisoners went off course and crash landed here on Dellum. The prisoners abandoned their ships, and even, technology. Living in caves to avoid the intense heat created by two nearby suns, the people became tribal. They still speak common.....but not much of it. The Aikishi are very physical. If you are happy with someone you kiss them on the lips, if you are angry, you punch the ground. If you love, then you take your lover right there in front of everyone. Friends, family, and yes, even children. A more barbaric and uncivilized people you cannot find. The Aikishi revere, and worship women. It does not matter what a woman was born into, she will become a godess after she reaches forty years. Until then, all of the younger women train with the men. Men in this society are almost all soldiers and warriors, with a select few becoming teachers. In this Matriarchy, the leader is known as the Den Mother. [Author's Note - I find this fascinating because most scientists in our time have accepted the fact that a Matriarchy is almost impossible, as women as a whole are not nearly agressive enough, and have much more important things to attend to then government. (I.E. the brirthing, raising, and caring for a child.) Therefore such a society should not exist. ]** 200 years have passed since that ill-fated prison ships' voyage. Its hard to believe the Aikish were once human. They are all addicted to numerous substances. I myself am tainted with the most popular. Diocine.
Diocine is collected from the fermented nectar of the desert flower, most commonly found along the Isiah mountain range. [Author's note - I have given all these names, as the Aikishi do not name anything but themselves. Truly, they do not even give words to weapons or items that are not extremely important.] The first time you inject the substance into your blood stream, a human will feel the effects immediatly. A horrific pain. Your muscles immediatly start to spasm. I do not remember much of my first time, as I was knocked out by a stray Hishkt. [Author's note - The Hishkt will be explained later, as one of them is the subject of this....rather pointless report.] Anyway, prolonged use of the drug has numerous effects. Your body heals rapidly, and most flesh wounds can be healed within a number of hours. The addict will also start to produce the sticky substance within his liver, where it will be secreted throughout pores in your skin. This has the effect of giving super human strength. Indeed, just hours before writing this, I was able to lift 3 metric tons of steel with one hand. Its hard to do, and required alot of energy, but I held the steel casing for six seconds!
Now that you understand a little about the Aikishi, it is time for me to unveil the subject of this report, namely, Hishkt.
Hishkt is not the name of the individual, rather, it is a rank, or job, I'm not really sure. A Hishkt's job within Aikishi society is to hunt. Using their super human strength, and decades of intense training, they travel hundreds of miles to get to the Forest. I simply call it the Forest because I'm fairly certain it is the only one on this planet. As far as I can tell, it is the only non-desert ecosystem on this planet. It is also the size of a large continent. The Hishkt hunt inside this forest. I have only seen a few of the gargantuan creatures they have brought back. Such beasts probably could not be taken down with anti aircraft weapons. The Hishkt are remarkable asthey are outside the Aikishi social caste, and rarely obey anyone other then the Den Mother. Comprised of young males, the Hishkt are rather secretive, and tend to keep to themselves. When not hunting, they portray any of numerous roles. From Assassin to soldier, they serve the Den mother. They live by pride. Shame is worse than death.
Scientific Report
by Dr. Malcovich Delale's
SUBJECT NAME: Hishkt
SPECIES: The Outcast is human, of Aikishi birth.
AGE: He is quite young, but I have never heard an age given, if I had to make a guess based on behavior and size, I would say roughly 20 cycles.
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6'5
WEIGHT: I cannot be sure, but to guess, roughly 225lbs.
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Dark, Dreadlocks.
SKIN: Very Tan.
DOMINATE HAND: The outcast has shown a preferance to his right.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Very, this is the very reason for the young man's exile.
STRENGTH: Due to his Diocine addiction, can easily hurl a metric ton of metal at someone.
DEXTERITY: Subject is much quicker than an average human, and when forced, can leap a good two stories up. ( I believe this has something to do with his sensitivity.)
CONSTITUTION: Extremeley healthy, despite his Diocine addiction. Or maybe because of it.
INTELLIGENCE: Somewhat of a slow learner, and tends to get frustrated if soemthing doesn't work out.
WISDOM: Surprisingly wise, knows alot more about the ways of the world than I originally gave him credit for.
CHARISMA: Rather high, he seems to be a gentle soul, and willingly helps anyone. Very good with people, compared to the rest of his group.
DEXTERITY: Subject is much quicker than an average human, and when forced, can leap a good two stories up. ( I believe this has something to do with his sensitivity.)
CONSTITUTION: Extremeley healthy, despite his Diocine addiction. Or maybe because of it.
INTELLIGENCE: Somewhat of a slow learner, and tends to get frustrated if soemthing doesn't work out.
WISDOM: Surprisingly wise, knows alot more about the ways of the world than I originally gave him credit for.
CHARISMA: Rather high, he seems to be a gentle soul, and willingly helps anyone. Very good with people, compared to the rest of his group.
FORCE POWERS:
To start, I am no jedi. However, even I recognize this individual's blatent use of his powers. He doesn't seem as ..'refined' as a true jedi. Instead he seems to tap into the force based on emotion, hurling objects around, speeding himself up. If I had to make a guess, and based off of a Jedi's explanation of the force to me, I shall group his powers as thus:
- Force Pull. (Very limited, Ive only seen him use it to retrieve his throwing stars, or shuriken mid-flight. Hence the items are more like boomarangs.
-Force Speed. (Again, rather limited, when under stress, he can move his legs faster, forcing a blindingly fast run. He rarely does this, as it seems to drain him.
-Force Leap.(?) I'm not sure about this one, Ive never heard of a Jedi doing it, but again, I'm not exactly an expert in the field. When under intense pressure, he can leap rather high, or pounce forward extraordinarily fast. This could use some more study.
GEAR:
Interestingly, this society does not use any form of firearms. They see these as weaker being's weapons. They use all manner of blades, and the Hishkt have the best available, below I have detailed several of the most common among these elite warriors.
1. Ceremonial Blade - "Ornth". By cutting themselves, the Hiskt cause blood flow, which activates the Diocine glands, causing even quicker healing, simple cuts will dissapear in minutes, including the wound caused by the blade. Appears to be extremely painful.
2. Smart Disc - Extremely rare among the Hishkt, and I still havn't determined its true purpose. It seems to follow heat signatures and homes in on prey.
3. Throwing Star(?) Some sort of throwing device, they use quite a bit of them.
4. Spear - This device extends from both ends, creating a metal spear. It does what all good spears do. Impales things.
5. Wrist Blades - The wrist blades serve numerous purposes, but most often are simply used to gut or claw at someone or something.
PATH OF THE FORSAKEN
My name is Dr. Malcovich Delales. I am merely the witness. Up until now, I haev been giving an account with my ...experiances of the Aikishi people. After living among them, I made many assumptions about them as a people. A tight knit, passionate, fierce, proud warrior people. As I spent more time among these barbarians, I became more and more like them, reveling in battle, lusting for the drug, and losing sight of what my mother had taught me. It was one individual who shattered my world. This young Aikishi was dedicated to the path of the Hishkt. His real name is....was Aaronedalmune. In their language it means 'wise-one.' My first encounter with this young man occured when I was taking my first sip of Diocine. As I leaned into the plants large bonwl like center, I started to drink. I'm not sure what happened next, but I awoke in one of the small caverns that the Aikishi adorn. As you can imagine, I was rather confused. Getting to my feet, I saw my first glimpse of a Hishkt. The fierce mask, the twin blades extending from the wrists, the dreadlocks, and the hunter's garb, truly a warrior. The young man was skinning what looked to be a small ape. A crunching sound was heard as he severed the now skinless skull from the spine. Raising the macabre trophy to eye-level, the man suddenly through his head back.... and roared. The mask distorted the sound, but it was still....chilling. Scampering backwards, I am afraid to say that I crawled right back into the cavern's wall. In a flash the creature was moving. I had barely time to let out a sharp gasp before the creature had me by the neck and leaned in, that creepy mask staring me down. I am proud to say I did not wet myself..... at least not until those blades extended to my neck. As the metal poked into me I let out a gasp. The blades suddenly dissapeared as quickly as they had appeared. Setting me down, the young man gave a sort of amused snort.
That was my first conversation with the Outcast.
In the coming days, it was apparent something had happened when the young Hishkt had jumped me. Apparently I was now his responsibility, as I was often goaded and beat until I followed him. It wasn't too hard, as he rarely did anything other then train, and all I was expected to do was stand near his weapons table and give him the appropriate weapon. He rarely spoke, and only uttered simple words to me. "Yes. No. Stay." Things of this variety. The young man trained during all hours of the day, and through communication with a female guardsman, I learned that a great hunt was to be underway tomarrow morning. Apparently I was to go with. Almost like some sort of medieval squire. The Hishkt was apparently the only one of his caste to go on this hunt, as all his brethren where apparently on orders from the den mother. This was an unusual occurance, made all the more unsual by the fact that the other Hishkt had been replaced with regular warriors, as well as one of the princesses. (Or more accuratly one of the Den Mother's daughters.) [*EDITOR's NOTE: From this point on when I refer to Hishkt, I am reffering to the young man who I served. As the others will soon become Jai'avers.] As promised, the hunt started the next day. With Hishkt leading a group of about eleven, including myself.
In the coming days, it was apparent something had happened when the young Hishkt had jumped me. Apparently I was now his responsibility, as I was often goaded and beat until I followed him. It wasn't too hard, as he rarely did anything other then train, and all I was expected to do was stand near his weapons table and give him the appropriate weapon. He rarely spoke, and only uttered simple words to me. "Yes. No. Stay." Things of this variety. The young man trained during all hours of the day, and through communication with a female guardsman, I learned that a great hunt was to be underway tomarrow morning. Apparently I was to go with. Almost like some sort of medieval squire. The Hishkt was apparently the only one of his caste to go on this hunt, as all his brethren where apparently on orders from the den mother. This was an unusual occurance, made all the more unsual by the fact that the other Hishkt had been replaced with regular warriors, as well as one of the princesses. (Or more accuratly one of the Den Mother's daughters.) [*EDITOR's NOTE: From this point on when I refer to Hishkt, I am reffering to the young man who I served. As the others will soon become Jai'avers.] As promised, the hunt started the next day. With Hishkt leading a group of about eleven, including myself.
** [That's my bullshit excuse as I try to explain the Matriarchy thing. Basically I looked it up, and everyone and their mother says that it couldn't work, but NOBODY SAYS WHY. I just assumed its because males are so damn...aggressive. And women have better things to do with their time then plan ways to slaughter each other. I dunno. Feel free to enlighten me.]
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