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AGE: 28
SPECIES: Devaronian
Voice: Tommy Wiseau
FACTION: Sith Empire
RANK: Sorcerer (Marauder)
HEIGHT: 6'2"
WEIGHT: 190lbs
HAIR COLOR: Black
EYE COLOR: Yellow
FORCE: Trained
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Saladin D'vant, first of his name, son of Oghrim D'vant, was born into a happy and wealthy family in the Devaronian capital Montellian Serat. Oghrim was a renown fighter and mercenary in his youth, fighting for anyone who'd pay as he wandered the galaxy, only to retire prematurely once he had the money to do so lavishly with his wife Mara and have children. Saladin, more informally known as Sal, was the first of three siblings, the only boy of the household. In his youth, Sal was a mischevious rascale with an insatiable lust for adventure and exploration, something paralelled only by his curiosity that often dragged him into trouble. Montellian Serat was a busy and bustling city, travelers of the Outer Rim came and went with plenty of stories about the wider galaxy, fascinating the young Devaronian.
As the boy grew older, it became apparent he possessed a brilliant intelligence, consistently outperforming his peers in his schooling, as well as all the other schools in the capital by a wide margin. It became clear that the youngling's lust for adventure could only be matched by his insatiable curiosity and desire to learn, something that led him to scouring libraries and sources of knowledge wherever he could find it. Even from a young age, he was enamored with learning in all its forms. In History and Science in particular he excelled, running circles around his teachers with his extra-curricular reading, though this led to various circumstances where the youngling was reprimanded for challenging his teachers on such topics as 'the ethics of sentient experimentation' or 'The place of morality in history and historical narrative'. Indeed, even at a young age, the boy's curiosity had begun to become more grim, desiring to push past the 'simple' concepts and topics his teachers lectured him on. He wanted more, he wanted so much more that denying him his 'true' knowledge made his blood boil.
When he was 11 years old though, the boy found a book that would change his life, 'The Science and Theorems of Sith Sorcery'. The black tome had been given to him by a strange man who was passing through the Outer Rim and had stopped to refuel at Montellian Serat. Seeing the lust for knowledge and an insatiable curiosity in the youngling, as well as sensing the force within him, the unknown Sith gave the horned boy the book, a piece from his own collection, on the condition that one day he would return it to him when he was ready to learn more. Eagerly and without hesitation, the young boy accepted the gift and went on his way, the words of the disguised Sith still in the back of his mind. Now, Sal was loved by his family, as well as his friends and mentors, yet the obsession he displayed with the black grimoire caused all three groups to begin to worry as over time the boy began to... change.
His blue eyes began changing color, his skin grew progressively more pale, his cheery and joyous smiles now started to seem more unsettling than friendly. Through it all, in the dark of the night, Sal studied the grimoire, reading it with more depth and analysis than he ever thought he could. The work captivated him, the science and history of the topic combined with the potential that it could reach, it captivated him more than any topic had. For hours he would read the tome in secret, learning the philosophies of the Dark Side of the Force and how it could be used. Finally, after many months of religious study and reading, the boy attempted his first experiment, moving a small rock with his mind. The attempt was a resounding success, the made lust for power through knowledge clouding the boy's mind from that moment onward. His eyes had been opened to a new world, a new frontier of knowledge, science, and the Force that could accomplish feats without limitation.
For nearly 2 more years Sal studied the grimoire, learning and experimenting in small ways with the Dark Side of the Force which he was convinced could accomplish anything. His skills were coarse and self-trained of course, there was still so much he didn't know and couldn't teach himself. He no longer cared for his foolish classes that he saw as child's play, his friends became afterthroughts, his family loosely important to him- all that mattered was more. More knowledge, more power, more experiments, just more of everything. He wanted to experience the full power and might of the dark side, he wanted to make his experiments bigger and more dangerous.
Finally, the corrupt tween decided to host a... domestic experiment.
No one in the capital knew exactly what happened to the D'vant family. One night, they seemingly all just disappeared into thin air, gone without a trace. There were no signs of a struggle or fighting, nor of any suspicious clues, only the ghostly white skinned Sal staring gleefully at his book as usual, "All work and no play makes for a bad day" he repeated to himself,"All work and no play makes for a bad day" he continued, not responding to any attempts at communication by investigators. The disappearance of the D'vant family still is a popular rumor and urban legend throughout Montellian Serat, though all agreed the eldest son had some part in it. The tween did not care however, for his experiment (what it was, he will never say) was a resounding success. He wanted to learn more, he needed to learn more, this was just a taste of what was to come. The words of the disguised Sith came back to him. His crazed and corrupted smile deepened, he knew where it was he needed to go. He fled Devorian and rocketed what he saw as his true destiny.
The Sith Academy was a wonderland for Sal, who was quickly accepted into their ranks after being vouched for by the Sith who he had promised to return to one day. The young acolyte fell in love with the vast libraries and laboratories of Korriban, spending most of his days gleefully reading piles of books when he wasn't busy being forced to train. Sal had never liked using Lightsabers that much, he was a scientist in his eyes, a Sith who attempted to push the boundaries of the Dark Side. His ghostly white skin and golden eyes haunted the halls of the Sith Academy, looking for creatures and unwitting acolytes to volunteer for some extracurricular experiments.
As the years passed, spanning a little more than a decade of time, Sal continued to research the Dark Side of the Force. Metaphysical questions such as reality and its connection to the Force interested him more than any other, its variables through Space, Life, and Time becoming his key points of interest and study. How could he use the Dark Side to understand and harness these fundamental powers? Regardless, the relation of the Force itself to reality became an obsession for Sal, who sought to understand and, ultimately, alter it to his will and 'fix' an imperfect world by changing it to his perfect vision. With these goals and secret research feverishly filling his mind, the Acolyte eventually graduated from the academy, killing his master and becoming, at last, a Sith, a Sorcerer in the making.
A breakthrough finally came in the form of a realization while meditating with the sith priestess on Coruscant: in the course of studying science and researching magic, he had forgotten his roots, the thing that gave him his connection to the dark side. He had the methods and means to reverse engineer a vortex, a black hole that is, but did not have the actual energy to do so. In the ensuing months, Sal began to go back to basics, reflecting on the pointlessness of all existence and feeding off the blindness of his enemies. Whether experimenting on innocents, toying with his fellow sith, imparting some of his knowledge, or even defeating jedi, he tried to reconnect with himself. It was only when on Yavin IV, that the sorcerer saw a dangerous method to achieve a deeper connection to the dark side through absorbing the lost souls who clung to the sith temple there. With the aide of his fellow sith, Sal defeated the lost spirits there, calling upon the full might of the dark side to do so. The result of this trial was the creation of the Force Vortex, a Eureka moment in the albino's life. He had taken the first step to true enlightenment, yet only now stood at the tip of the iceberg.
As of now, after undergoing the trial of Yavin IV and greater combat experience Sal's traditionally strong Force Powers are undoubtedly Telekinesis and Energy Manipulation, though he also has grown greatly in Mental Manipulation which he still works to improve upon. Although once considered significantly weaker than most due to his force studies, Sal now has trained his body to reflect his matured mind, strengthening to have moderate to average physical strength and presence. Additionally, through combat and training, Sal's skill with a lightsaber has grown as well, though he uses primarily Form III for its overall defensive and deflecting ability, he has started practicing Dejm So. -
With an eerily maddening grin plastered almost permanently on is face, and keen yellow eyes that seem to see all, Sal cuts an intimidating figure.
The tall Devaronian's skin is ghostly white, a result of his physical decay over time through experimentation and sheer devotion to study of the Dark Side of the force. After years of studying at the Sith Academy and pursuing his research privately, his entire body has lost any semblence of color, reduced to a perfectly snow white sheen. The raven black hair that flows freely behind him, usually gelled somewhat, is a stark contrast to this feature. The sorcerer keeps his hair at a long length, running down past his shoulders a tad, though kept out of his face so as to avoid tangling with his horns. The sith usually wears heavy makeup including eyeliner and lipstick to add some mild color to his overall ghostly physique. Perhaps the most striking feature about the Devaronian's face though are his bright yellow eyes.
The sith's overall body composition, though, is lackluster. A result devoting his life as a Sith to the control and research of the Dark side has left his physical abilities less than adequate for a traditional warrior. Although still retaining reliable stamina and flexibility, the Devaronian's sheer strength is rather poor. His legs comprise the height of his body, accompanied by long lanky arms. If he were to appear unclothed, he would seem almost grossly skinny and gaunt, with a visible rib cage and hipbones against his white skin.
In terms of clothing, Sal is fairly standard in what he wears. His trademark piece of clothing, without a doubt, is his white hooded labcoat. Unlike his fellow marauders, who prefer the color black as reflecting their devotion to the dark side, Sal prefers to look deer at the dark side in relation to all things, seeing both light and dark as being synonymous with it. As such, and also because he loathes to wear black with his milky white complection, this white flowing labcoat is his favorite staple. Under this, the outfit may vary great depending on what it is he might be doing that day. Everything from pajamas, to combat attire, to simply nothing at all, is fair game in his eyes. On his feet, the Sith usually wears sandals of varying colors. Finally, around his belt, the sorcer will usually wear some color of sash to keep up his pants, liking the light and flexible material overall. -
There was a time that many would have considered Saladin a normal Devaronian, a man concerned primarily with knowledge and helping others, a good soul at his core. This time has passed. Instead, after training at the Sith Academy for much of his life, Sal has grown to be more disillusioned with the world, and the substances within it, something that slowly drove him to the more maddened and maniacal state that he is today. He no longer seeks only knowledge and answers, but the untold power that can come from it. He cares not for his status or what people think of him, for he already knows who he is and his limitations. Finally, he no longer values simple terms like Light and Dark, instead finding both sides farcical, two sides of an eternal coin that embodies Chaos itself.
To the average man on the street, Sal comes off as a tall, intimidating, creepy, and overly flamboyant alien. He often acts on a whim or impulsively, his mind not having much inhibition anymore, but is still capable of carrying a conversation quite well with good enunciation. However, these surface-level emotions which can be seen are only the tip of the iceberg when it comes to the many other workings and machinations that the Sith Sorcerer holds close to the chest. Indeed, 'close to the chest' is a phrase that would probably be best at describing Sal's other personality traits and goals, a Machiavellian to his core, the man always has some sort of Iron in the Fire. As meticulous as he is cunning, the man is the sort of person who will often show up at the most unusual times when a persona of his nature is needed, a favor owed is a powerful thing after all.
To best understand Sal though, and his personality as a whole, it is important to understand the thing which he almost never will publicly discuss: his Goal. Secret experiments, sightings at ancient ruins, robberies of museum transports- anomalies such as these and more are linked to his name despite no concrete evidence existing thanks in part to his employment of naive underlings. Sal will do anything and everything to further his research towards his master aim, his sole purpose. By being disillusioned with reality, and the futility of all existence and actions, August believes that it is his purpose in life to 'fix' it by using the ultimate power of the force, the unlimited power of the Dark Side. Time, Space, Life, these three forces are interconnected through the force, and all three are necessary to rip the fabric of reality asunder through their shared medium. In a sense, August seeks to reach 'enlightenment', to ascend to a higher plane of reality and existence then this current one, above his foolish Sith brethren. To achieve this goal, in his view, one requires powerful and unparalelled control over the force, as well as knowledge of Space, Life, and Time. Only by combining the powers of the three could one possibly ascend to a higher existence and, ultimately, becoming a Higher Being capable of destroying reality and remaking a perfect world from the ground up... Or so he believes through his research.
The drive to this ultimate combination of Force Sorcery and science, an ever burning flame of devotion and fanaticism, fuels Sal's life. His every action and decision is devoted to finding the eternal answers of this reality. This dream of a perfect world and a higher plane of existence drove Sal to join the Sith Academy and become a Sorcerer, a scientist at his core, as well as driving him now to commit any act necessary to further his research and quest for knowledge. There is no person he won't manipulate or outright kill, no artifact he won't confiscate, and no opportunity he won't waste if it means bringing him just one step closer to the finish line of his eternal race. The man doesn't bother attempting to explain his actions to those who know his true nature and designs, for he has since given up in attempting to do so, resigning to the fact that the rest of the galaxy simply cannot grasp the true nature of its futility nor what Sal perceives as the final phase of sentient evolution. Instead, Sal keeps quiet about his goals, covering them and his manipulations up in every way possible, and keeping this very goal itself, as expected, close to the chest.
In terms of relations with other people, Sal varies quite often in his opinions. He cannot claim to have any true friends, for so far as he is concerned nobody knows him as well as he does. Associates, however, those who he knows and gets along agreeably with, he is usually calm and collected towards, perhaps even friendly and somewhat jovial if his opinion of them is high. Sal does not bother with romantic relations, as he sees no point in them or their outcome, despite enjoying the distraction of physical pleasure. Towards his enemies, the man is as ruthless as he is merciless, resorting to a by-any-means style of fighting, annihilating his enemies with his Force Sorcery and lightsaber skills. Typically, Sal doesn't get involved with the troubles of his 'associates' if they are being attacked or hurt badly, but if his opinion of them is high enough or their usefulness to him still present, then he will come down upon their common foe with thunderous power. Overall, in a social manner, one could call Sal a 'flamboyantly reserved' man, one who won't go out of his way for the sake of social situations, but won't depart hurriedly if he is.
There is still another dual passion which Sal lives for besides his Goal: History. Since a young age, Sal was enamored with the history of the galaxy and with the Sith, daydreaming about being fighting and in the wars of old- obviously such things never happened, but still the love of the Past was a topic the man could never let go of. Even today, Sal's passion for Sith History in all its forms manifests itself in teaching the topic at the Sith Academy as a substitute teacher. Knowledge is Sal's temple, and it is one which he eagerly loves to invite others to worship in. Being able to discuss the only topic besides his research that genuinely excites him is a feeling which Sal practically lives for, and something that has caused him to enjoy his part-time job, much to the annoyance of his pupils.
There are a few more oddities here and there worth addressing about the man that have not been said already. For one, he is an avid drinker, preferring hard liquor of all sorts during the winter months to help stave off the cold, and would have been a Bartender in a past life. Finally, as a still somewhat 'cultured' man, August enjoys some of the finer things in life like the arts, acting, films, operas, and overly expensive wine... Well, not too overly expensive that is.. -
Assault on Alater-Ka [Mission]— ugh [Link] ● Complete
To Make A Sith — leather fetishes and experimenting on nuns [Link] ● COMPLETE
Blazing Saddles [Mission]— Short description [Link] ● COMPLETE
The Cloister of Leggodt [Mission] — Justice Leauge [Link] ● Abandoned
Vanilla Ice [Mission] - assaulting Belsavis with Nayel [Link] ● VICTORY
Sith Yacht Partyyy — party tiem [Link] ● Abandoned
Event Horizon - The Ascension of the Unholy Trinity and a glorious day for science ● COMPLETE [Link]
The Battle of Ithor: A Blow for Justice - the garrisons are deployed [Link]
A Bizzare Reunion - read title [Link] -
Armor
— CZ-34"Dewback" armor
Weapons
— Sith Dual Phase Lightsaber
— TS-15 Trishot Blaster x3 ammo packs, attached to left hip
— SA-21 "Sunspear" Heavy Blaster Pistol x3 ammo packs, attached to right hip
— PB-1s 'Nova' x3 ammo packs, placed on back on top of Discblade.
— Mk 3 Pyrotechnic Munitions Device "Firespray" x2
— Thermal Detonator x2
— Sonic Detonator x2
— Jumpers
— Zeison Sha Discblade attached to back on top of labcoat, can slide underneath Nova Rifle for easy access and storage.
Misc
— Auditory Frequency Modulator
— RZX-96 "Vindicator" Battle Drone
Ship/Droids
— RG-5 Assault Starfighter
— Syliure-11 Hyperdrive Booster Ring
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