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| NAME: ALIASES: AFFILIATION: RANK: STRENGTH: DEXTERITY: CONSTITUTION: INTELLIGENCE: WISDOM: CHARISMA: | Nabassk Zixbir Tirin Nartik The Darknet L.O.C.K Basic. ■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■■ ■■■■■■ ■■■■■■■ ■■■ ■■■■ | SPECIES: HOMEWORLD: AGE: HEIGHT: WEIGHT: EYES: HAIR: SKIN: CREDITS: FORCE SENSITIVE: | Trandoshan Nar Shaddaa 19 5’8 164 lbs Bright Orange No hair Dark Green 1,000 Yes |
Strengths Nabassk loves learning things about the force, and could possibly be considered good at it, but this skill is mostly wasted, as during training he mostly focused on one of his force abilities. His telekinetic abilities being this, able to lift sort of large objects with relative ease, of course the strain on him rising with the larger it gets. His skill with a lightsaber is okay, but vastly mediocre to chucking things at people. Weaknesses The Trandoshan is a bomb waiting to explode, the emotion of anger being one that he can not control very easily, Potentially making it so relatively small things could get him into a violent craze. He is quite incapable of using any other force powers besides telekinesis, and base force abilities, thus being his downfall if anything like other was necessary. Physical Appearance Tall and slightly more slim then normal, if he is not at wherever he calls home at the time, sleeping, showering, and all the like, you will see Nabassk wearing a dark trench coat, with metal plates going down his arms, a hood that has holes for his horns to poke out of, pants that are the same shade as his coat, and no footwear. |
SKILLS & ABILITIES
| Freighter Piloting ■■ | Acting ■■■■■■■■ | Telekinetic Force powers ■■■■■■■ | Galactic Basic ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Lightsaber dueling ■■■■ | |||
ASSETS & EQUIPMENT
Nabassk’s lightsaber
Nabassk’s lightsaber
A single bladed curved lightsaber that emits a blue blade when ignited, resting at the back of his hip.
CHARACTER HISTORY
| In infancy Nabassk’s life was already laid out in front of him, his birth, nothing but business, yet another Trandoshan to work for the crime lord which his parents were slaves to. If he was aware the baby would probably live every moment dreaming of a better opportunity. But no, instead of constantly dreaming, and wishing upon stars to have something other then being a future body guard for the Hutt, he was just given it. Unaware at the time everyone was at the palace to the presence of a Rogue Jedi Knight, Dan Aleroni, who had fallen to the Dark Side of the force, but this Dark Jedi was not unaware, as far as he was from the baby at the time he could feel the power of this child in the force, and it drew the Rogue to the Hutt’s palace, unwelcome. It did not matter that there were guards at the door, Nabassk’s parents, only sharing with each other silence, told the Human to leave. They were slaughtered, everything in the palace was slaughtered, all but the baby and now it was this baby who the Dark Jedi held in one arm, walking from the severed bodies, and with this escape Nabassk had a better opportunity then what was first given to him, without having to do a thing, but lay there and exist. This new life wasn’t any less planned out then the Trandoshan’s first planned life was, Aleroni was going to give to this child as much as he could, and then descend on his old master, This was met with strain, much strain, Nabassk was hardly ever given rest that may have been needed to him, and was often times punished for failure, The Trandoshan grew to resent, resent the life so generously given to him, resent his Master, and resent everyone else, for not seeing the Apprentice when in public, and seeing that something was wrong, then helping him. No, he was given no such mercy, just torment, guided torment. Any time given outside of training, was with his Master’s datapad’s, taking an interest in the first Jedi purge, and more specifically one of the people behind it, Darth Nihilus. Aleroni’s full focus was still on forging the Apprentice noticing where Nabassk’s talent in the force was the strongest, telekinetic skill being this, so most of the pressure of the training was on this, in a warehouse owned by the Dark Jedi, Nabassk reached out, lifting at first small crates, and chugging them across the building, then they got bigger, and bigger, it stopped at decent size however. This wasn’t the main focus of Aleroni, his Apprentice was able to throw decent enough to do some damage to the body, so he left it at that, and continued with the next thing he wanted his Apprentice to learn, fighting with a lightsaber. It was passed on to Nabassk a basic understanding of Shii choo, This bare minimum understanding of lightsaber fighting was not all Aleroni wanted to pass on, he wanted an understanding that would maybe surpass, and perhaps his old Master’s.. but this was never to pass, for something snapped in the Trandoshan pupil, he had had enough of all of it, and so at Nineteen, while his master slept, he used Dan’s own lightsaber to silence his snoring forever. Now free from the chocking grasp of his Master, the Trandoshan looked to leave, however his intended right, Aleroni's freighter was actually voice locked, so no luck there. Nabassk was however undiscouraged, for he intended to break this lock.. with a little help. This help was found in a man named Jechtral Stargrave, meeting in a Cantina located at the Promenade, named Slippery Slopes, a deal was made, after they broke the voicelock then Nabassk would help Jechtral gain information at a later date, vague as that was, the two left the Cantina and travelled to the space port. There the man freed the ship from the voice lock his master had put on it, and Nabassk was free |
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