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NAME: Dorcha Ragus
FACTION: Sith Eternal
RANK: Marauder
SPECIES: Zeltron
AGE: 25
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6 Foot
WEIGHT: 200 well muscled pounds
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes he is force sensitive, but only has rudimentary training in the force.
APPEARANCE:
Dorcha Ragus stands six feet tall with a well muscled 200 pound build. He has jet black hair and a light magenta skin. His eyes show the signs of the dark side, but he wears ice blue contacts in public. A thin barely noticeable scar follows the line of his jaw on the left side of his face.
ATTRIBUTES:
Dorcha has the strength and dexterity normally associated with someone of his athletic build, but has a tendency to rely more on the strength and speed of his body than flipping around. His intelligence is above average, but no one would consider him genius. His biggest strength lies in his charisma and his ability to persuade others with words and pheromones.
PERSONALITY:
Dorcha Ragus is vain and very flirty. He is very proud of his physical perfection and will not hesitate to show it off. He believes himself to be the galaxy's gift to eyes. Dorcha bases everything he does off desire, of any sort, whether it’s his own or someone else’s. His need to get what he wants is bordering on obsessive and he will usually do anything needed to get it. Right now his desire is to find someone to teach him in the ways of the darkside.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born to a Senatorial family on Coruscant, the boy was raised not wanting for anything. He was what most would have considered spoiled. His parents realized early on in his life that he was different. All Zeltron can sense others emotions, but the boy seemed to be able to sense them to another degree, and as the years went on the emotions of others seemed to influence his emotions as well.
At age eight his parents decided to try and help him control these emotions through discipline and control, by getting him tutors in swordsmanship. The boy took to the lessons with a fury devouring lessons, until the teacher had no more to teach, then they would hire a better one. With this discipline the boy was able to block out the emotions of others most of the time. He became very popular in his classes to the point where others seemed more to follow him then befriend him.
At twelve years old, his parents hired his final tutor. The Tutor was an older human male, skilled with blades. More than that the Tutor told fascinating stories of Jedi, Sith, and the Force. He said he could sense the Force in the boy and began to add lessons in controlling the Force to the training regimen. The boy took to these lessons with a gluttonous appetite. This is the point the boy realized that he had been using the Force for years. Subtly using it and his natural pheromones to gain followers subconsciously.
One day during his morning training around the age of 14, the boy and his tutor were using real blades to spar, when things got a little too intense. After a long furious exchange of blows, the boy blocked a blow a little too late and the tutors blade sliced into the boy’s jaw. As the blood ran from his face the boy’s vision went red. Pheromones poured from his body and the force joined them. As the mixture entered the Tutors body, the boy could feel his weak resistance, but the boy’s fury smashed through it. The tutor began laughing hysterically, then suddenly tears pouring down his face as he cried, then yelling with rage. The emotions continued to change suddenly at a quicker and quicker pace. It drove the Tutor so mad he ran and dove off the balcony of the sparring arena, falling to his death. No more tutors were called in after that.
The boy continued to find sources of information on the Force, but nothing gave him what he needed. He began to collect Sith artifacts from auctions, some real and some fake. One day two lightsabers came up on an underground auction site. The boy tried to convince his parents to get them, but when they refused, he used his influence to force them into it. They spent a fortune to win them, nearly bankrupting the family.
Years went by and the boy continued to train, but now he used the lightsabers, which to his satisfaction contained beautiful purple blades. Occasionally the boy “convinced” his parents to bring in thugs and mercenaries for him to spar. He always killed them and tossed the bodies from the balcony.
Finally at 23 years old the boy decided enough was enough. He needed someone to teach him more of the Darkside of the Force. He left his parents and began his journey to find a Master. When he left he took a new name he found more fitting. Dorcha Ragus has been searching ever since.
SKILLS:
Drocha has been trained with bladed weapons since a very young age, but as soon as he got access to his lightsabers at 15 years old, all that training went to mastering the exotic weapons. His force training is mostly focused on enhancing himself, but he has learned to use the force along with his pheromones to influence others' thoughts as well as emotions.
GEAR:
2 lightsabers both with purple blades
Red Light Weight Armor with slice resistant mask and hood (to protect his beautiful face)
ROLE-PLAYS:
None yet
FACTION: Sith Eternal
RANK: Marauder
SPECIES: Zeltron
AGE: 25
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6 Foot
WEIGHT: 200 well muscled pounds
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes he is force sensitive, but only has rudimentary training in the force.
APPEARANCE:
Dorcha Ragus stands six feet tall with a well muscled 200 pound build. He has jet black hair and a light magenta skin. His eyes show the signs of the dark side, but he wears ice blue contacts in public. A thin barely noticeable scar follows the line of his jaw on the left side of his face.
ATTRIBUTES:
Dorcha has the strength and dexterity normally associated with someone of his athletic build, but has a tendency to rely more on the strength and speed of his body than flipping around. His intelligence is above average, but no one would consider him genius. His biggest strength lies in his charisma and his ability to persuade others with words and pheromones.
PERSONALITY:
Dorcha Ragus is vain and very flirty. He is very proud of his physical perfection and will not hesitate to show it off. He believes himself to be the galaxy's gift to eyes. Dorcha bases everything he does off desire, of any sort, whether it’s his own or someone else’s. His need to get what he wants is bordering on obsessive and he will usually do anything needed to get it. Right now his desire is to find someone to teach him in the ways of the darkside.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born to a Senatorial family on Coruscant, the boy was raised not wanting for anything. He was what most would have considered spoiled. His parents realized early on in his life that he was different. All Zeltron can sense others emotions, but the boy seemed to be able to sense them to another degree, and as the years went on the emotions of others seemed to influence his emotions as well.
At age eight his parents decided to try and help him control these emotions through discipline and control, by getting him tutors in swordsmanship. The boy took to the lessons with a fury devouring lessons, until the teacher had no more to teach, then they would hire a better one. With this discipline the boy was able to block out the emotions of others most of the time. He became very popular in his classes to the point where others seemed more to follow him then befriend him.
At twelve years old, his parents hired his final tutor. The Tutor was an older human male, skilled with blades. More than that the Tutor told fascinating stories of Jedi, Sith, and the Force. He said he could sense the Force in the boy and began to add lessons in controlling the Force to the training regimen. The boy took to these lessons with a gluttonous appetite. This is the point the boy realized that he had been using the Force for years. Subtly using it and his natural pheromones to gain followers subconsciously.
One day during his morning training around the age of 14, the boy and his tutor were using real blades to spar, when things got a little too intense. After a long furious exchange of blows, the boy blocked a blow a little too late and the tutors blade sliced into the boy’s jaw. As the blood ran from his face the boy’s vision went red. Pheromones poured from his body and the force joined them. As the mixture entered the Tutors body, the boy could feel his weak resistance, but the boy’s fury smashed through it. The tutor began laughing hysterically, then suddenly tears pouring down his face as he cried, then yelling with rage. The emotions continued to change suddenly at a quicker and quicker pace. It drove the Tutor so mad he ran and dove off the balcony of the sparring arena, falling to his death. No more tutors were called in after that.
The boy continued to find sources of information on the Force, but nothing gave him what he needed. He began to collect Sith artifacts from auctions, some real and some fake. One day two lightsabers came up on an underground auction site. The boy tried to convince his parents to get them, but when they refused, he used his influence to force them into it. They spent a fortune to win them, nearly bankrupting the family.
Years went by and the boy continued to train, but now he used the lightsabers, which to his satisfaction contained beautiful purple blades. Occasionally the boy “convinced” his parents to bring in thugs and mercenaries for him to spar. He always killed them and tossed the bodies from the balcony.
Finally at 23 years old the boy decided enough was enough. He needed someone to teach him more of the Darkside of the Force. He left his parents and began his journey to find a Master. When he left he took a new name he found more fitting. Dorcha Ragus has been searching ever since.
SKILLS:
Drocha has been trained with bladed weapons since a very young age, but as soon as he got access to his lightsabers at 15 years old, all that training went to mastering the exotic weapons. His force training is mostly focused on enhancing himself, but he has learned to use the force along with his pheromones to influence others' thoughts as well as emotions.
GEAR:
2 lightsabers both with purple blades
Red Light Weight Armor with slice resistant mask and hood (to protect his beautiful face)
ROLE-PLAYS:
None yet