Sayga Almeda

[Gio]

Everytime I look in the mirror...I see your face...
Who are you?
What do you want from me?
You're so familiar, but I can't pin you.
WHY!!!

Ever since I arrived on Tatooine, in a small cruiser, I can't remember anything. I don't know who I am. I don't know where i came from. All I know is, I can fight, well. Some jedi found my pod, took me out, and took care of me. Apparently, I was beat up pretty bad. All I heard him talk about, was the Force this, and the Force that. I sat on a gurney healing up for what seemed like forever. Unable to speak, because I didn't know how to. Finally, some small window of memory came to me. I remembered my instinct. I could adhere to the Force. Move things with ease, electrify obects, run and jump at amazing rates, even use a lightsabre, with spectacular efficiency. I told the jedi, Koja Ikidua, a human like myself, I couldn't remember anything. I hadn't looked in a mirror, i didn't even know what I was.

He just nodded. Just sat, nodded, and said 'I see". He told me what my style was, Reverse Shieng, because I held my saber backwards. He fed me and shletered me. Just when I thought he could help me recover my memory, since he helped me from the beginning, he disappeared, saying 'the Force will show you the way.' Damn the Force. Damn Koja. Damn this emptiness that I feel. It won't leave me. I needed to know.....

After he left, I ventured all throughout Tatooine, looking for anyone who could identify me. I quickly learned of the hostility of it's people. Everyone shunned me. Some civilian with an identity crisis. As if that was rare. So I decided to live there. It's all i knew. I went by the name Koja, Koja Ikidua. As I grew in the city, confused, I worked for a short period in cargo bay, cleaning ships. Until one day a man came into the garage, screaming at the owner. A bald fellow. The owner got cocky, and taunted the man's mother. Mr. baldy began choking my employer.

You see, it's times like when we met, when I get angry, when I truly feel my power. without hesitation, my body remembered the old me. my mind was blank, but my body moved like a true warriors. I lifted my hands and grabbed the man. i suspended him, by his neck. He choked, gasped for air. but my anger took control of me and i broke it. The garage stared at me, all of them fired at me, lika a dog gone mad with rabies. I stole mr. baldy's keys and his small brown ship. This too, I knew from instinct. I flew away, far, far, away. I landed on Corescant.

I joined the military for a while. They promised me food and shelter. They didn't promise me answers, a cruel reality I was forced to live with. And after several years of service I left. No notice of resignation. No warning. i just went AWOL. They chased me of course. I caused quite a bit of commotion. But all the battle, seemed to fill my craving of bloodlust, power and, war. And in that time I remembered. I remembered my status, and my age. I was once, in some place, at some time, a great fighter and marksman. Now I know, I'm 27. Happy Birthday to me. I don't look a day over twenty right? Don't flatter me. So, crash at 16, worked until I was 18, joined the military until I was 25, then the rest of my life rolled into this moment here.

For a while after the military, I served as a hitman. Small time stuff. I just needed the money to get by. I usually slept in my ship and ate out. For seventeen years all I did was kill without emotion. It felt like I had done something like this before. It felt wrong. It felt right. My emotions cancelled each other out into an even state of neutrality. For all of my deeds, about a month ago, some Hutt contractor even gave me my own intergalactic starship, which for some reason had lot's of extra space. Even more odd, I knew how to drive the damn thing like a pro. Tell me how I did that?

That's when I started to have the nightmares. Of you. You kept slashing at me, and every time you did, you left the same scar on my face. Every night. I found you, staring at me stoicly, as I slept int the gutter behind the hangar that my new ship Cascade was parked in, because I had forgotten to slip in before the hangar was locked up for the night. I chased you down the streets, and finally, with my bare hands, I captured you. You. Who are you? You know who I am Jedi!

..........

You don't speak. Fine, I will take your lightsaber and your brown robes...your identity in exchange for mine eh?

I will kill you, and i swear, i will scour the universe looking for who I am, and who you are!

...This red light saber...You are Bogan. No?

............

Was i a Bogan, or a Jedi?!
..............

If you won't tell me.........


I WILL FIND OUT ON MY OWN! SLEEP WELL!

As you die, know this Bogan. I am a knight. Of good or evil I cannot tell. But one of skill. Weak am i in mind, but soon enough, I will find someone who will give me answers.

And with his death, I remembered one more thing..... my true name.

Sayga Almeda

I travelled more. I finally found out who I was, who I am...and I no longer have a purpose. I am a lost sheep looking for a shepard. And...I may never find one.

PERSONALITY: Sayga has fallen into a deep depression after finally regaining his memories. He just doesn't have any goals, moreover, his only goal is revenge against the Jedi AND Bogan, both of whom betrayed him. he holds a harsh resentment towards life, wondering constantly if his life is any more than a prelude to an unhappy death. Internally cold, and externally aggresive, Sayga is now a loose cannon. His features still hold true to his handsome demeanor, and thus he is still very approachable. He may put on a facade to keep an uneccesary battle from occuring, and is sucessful in doing so, but once again, he is dead on the inside. Now he waits to be dead on the outside, as this is his only path.

DISTINGUISHING MARKS: A dragon tatoo symbolizing inner power dons Sayga's left arm. It is displayed in a red ink. Across Sayga's left eye is a scar that covers half of it vertically. The red scar was gained during his fight with the bogan bounty hunter who chased him some timeago.

STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES: Sayga is incredibly acrobatic and agile. His lack of charm and raw intelligence is more than made up for in his brute strength and agility. Sayga prefers to fight solo, but is also great as a cooperative fighter. Not an avid or great fighter pilot, Sayga would rather physically battle his enemies.

FORCE POWERS:
Force Sense
Telekinesis
Force Speed/Jump
Force Fear
Force Concealment
Force Body
Force Rage
Force Absorb
Force Choke
Force Crush
Force Lightning
Force Language

SKILLS:
Laser Deflection
Master Lightsaber Fighter
High Stamina

FORMS:
Form IV : Reverse Shien (Lightsaber held backwards)

GEAR:
Brown Bogan crusader robes, used for mission in or around sandy areas. Robes includee : Gloves, sash, tunic, pants, boots, socks, scarf, and katana/lightsaber holster on left side.

One red lightsaber