Rehni Feher Tak'n

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Rehni Feher Tak’n

FACTION: Jedi Order ~ RANK: Jedi Knight ~ Lightsaber Form: Ataru

SPECIES: Human Female ~ AGE: 25 years (std)

EYES: Blue ~ HAIR: Dark Brown ~ SKIN: Fair
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Force Skills:
Telekinesis (Includes Force Pull, Pushing, Throw, Grip)
Protection Bubble
Force Speed
Force Sight
Force Sense
Force Blinding
Mind Trick
Force Stun
Empathy, (minor Telepathy, picks up on key words, but more on the emotional stance of it)
Hibernation Trance
Breath Control
Force Concealment

Lightsaber Forms:
Ataru
Currently learning Jar'Kai

Other Skills:
Melee Combat
Hand to Hand Combat
Piloting
Gymnastics
Breaking Computers

BIO:

I can’t say with all that had happened to me, that my childhood wasn’t horrible. I wasn’t forced to live the streets or defend on my own. To worry about where my next meal came from or if someone would stab me in the middle of sleep to take my belongings. It really wasn’t the life my Mother and Father didn’t want for my brother and I. They already lived it for us.

My Mother and Father were born thieves, orphans, outcasts of society. They stole for a living, but it was what kept them alive, out of slavery, and what has brought me here today. And I can say, they were really good at what they did. Eventually both of them wanted to settle down. Their loot that they stored away and saved bought them a ship, a nice home on Alderaan and even my Father was able to open an antique shop to keep a steady flow of income.

My brother was born first, then me. We were close, our entire family was; there wasn’t a school event where my Mother and Father didn’t miss even if either one of us didn’t want them there. School was easy for my brother, but hard for me, though that’s what I thought. As a family we spoke a different dialect of Galactic Basic; my parents explained it was a street language used on their Home-World, but being as young as I was, that was as much as they would explain.

For the current record, I have not sought out my world of origin, currently with it being near Hutt Territory, I am not in a position to tread those waters yet.

I did not understand how other children seemed to gravitate to one child, either for praise or for humiliation. I seemed to stick out in my class; I wasn’t a bad child, I did not begin to lash out until others noticed something different about me.

My parents seem quite aware what was going on between my brother and I from even at a young age. We were adept in certain abilities, which unlike my knowledge then, were known to be characteristics of Force-users, Jedi. My parents knew, but were ignorant about who the Jedi were. Not a fearful ignorance, but just things they hear on the streets, and what they worried about the most was to lose my brother and I to strangers. So my parents pulled us out of school. They hired tutors for the each of us, and I loved it.

But it wasn’t long before I, myself, was to encounter the Jedi.

We took a family trip to Coruscant. My brother and I learned so much about it we wanted to see it for ourselves. At first my parents were hesitant, but gave in knowing that they were to doing it for us. It happened they had made a lot of enemies before I came into existence. Either by coincidence, faith, or the Force itself, lead these enemies to find my Mother and my Father. Their debts were paid in their own blood, and for them, my brother and I were still my parent's blood.

I don’t recall much after seeing their pistols pointed at me and my brother, but I remember an instinct kicked in, a flicker, a flow of light and I could feel it radiate off my brother too. It was scary, but calming and before I knew it my brother had turned to me and pushed me to the window. I never remember hitting any glass, just falling, and waking up in the Coruscant Medical Center.

A woman introduced herself as a Jedi, she was Healer and was going to take me to a new home. We traveled to Ossus, where I received further healing and eventually met other kids like me from all over the galaxy. The place was a little different, instead of being afraid of me, others sought me for me. Though a lot of my peers and Masters could not understand a word I said, I got along with others pretty well.

I could play tug-a-war without my hands, ball games, hide and seek without being called a cheater. It felt really good. Though the one thing I struggled with was a pull, a pull and crash of waves upon waves, I moved with it even when I needed to be still. When I meditated, it was constantly speaking, and whispering. I picked up on the Force senses quickly, it wasn’t like I needed to learn them, instinctively I knew them and all I needed was to trust them.

I grew to become a rebellious and impatient teenager, frustrated that some people thought I was immature, and still a little ‘off’ because of my dialect that I never phased out of. I found to be most relaxed and according to the term: “at peace” when I worked, when my mind was busy with the Force and let go. I had a knack for telekinesis, pushing and pulling on the Force, finding my own balance within it. This allowed me to grow patients; I then was taken under the guidance by Master Ryu-kan.

His patients calmed me, I didn’t feel rushed, and his lectures begun to make youngling lessons come together to form an underlying meaning. I started studying harder, though as a teen, I had moments of egocentric attitudes, but I wanted to prove myself. I wanted to show, I wasn’t ordinary, another mainstream Jedi talent running through the temple. I allowed the Force to control me. It was a hard concept at first, but it made sense to why the waves kept crashing and moving me, I wasn’t moving with it.

I put my trust in the living Force.

Things came together for me and I excelled in my training. My Master held enough confidence to take me to the battle field where my training, my patients, knowledge, and wisdom came together and allowed me to earn my title as a Jedi Knight.

Roleplays:

MAIN THREAD: Battle of the Ages Pt. 1
A Padawan's Story
Searching...
The Liberation of the Tae
Investigating Missing Diplomats
Save the Walking Carpets

Duels:

Duelin' Time

Training:

Rehni Feher Tak'n's training
A familiar But New Art
Clarity: Karva Nise's Training
Verus' training
Making Progress
Mojawk's Training: walking in his parents footsteps
Making a Knight of Neru Anclicus

 

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Added picture, hopefully, I'll get that scanner I wanted for Christmas, get my own artwork up. : D

 

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AHA! I got my own artwork up now : D

 

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Updated

 

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Super Knighted Updated : D

 

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Updated Skills and Threads. :CHappy