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NAME: Kolas Lindo
AGE: 28
SPECIES: Kage

FACTION: The Exiles
RANK: Apprentice (Weapon Specialist/Weapon Forger)

HEIGHT: 6'1"(1.85m)
WEIGHT: 190lbs(86.18kg)
HAIR COLOR: White
EYE COLOR: Golden
FORCE: Yes (Trained)
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  • Kolas like many young force sensitives was brought into the Jedi order to receive training in the Jedi ways. He was taken from his home of Quarzite at the age of 3 and brought to train under the masters of Tython. The training of the order would prove to be grueling as the order was at war with dark exiles and needed any force sensitives available to fill the ranks of the Jedi forces. This would prove to suit Kolas just fine and the young boy excelled in his early training. He took a particular liking to his martial studies. So much so that early on he found that he rather preferred purely physical weapons to the Lightsaber. He learned all he could about every weapon type and fighting style before him. He would soon become well known for his proficiency in martial combat, though many of the masters worried that the young Kolas may have shown too much aggression in his sparring sessions. Young Kolas always sought utter victory over his opponent, never content with a ruling or a surrender. The masters allowed his training to continue as they knew the Jedi needed every able person to continue the fight against the exiles.

    A few years later Kolas began to become even more intrigued by force forged weapons he had come to love. So much so that he would find one of the forges and demand the master take him under his wing. The blacksmith, a Devaronian named Helt, agreed so long as Kolas could prove he knew how to properly wield the weapons. After a long fight the master stood over Kolas laughing. It was the first time Kolas had ever lost and he didn't like it. Though the man's skill impressed the young Kage and he beamed as Helt agreed to train him further in his weapon skills and force forging. More years passed and Kolas' skill with weapons and the forge grew. It wouldn't be long until the masters would approach Kolas and his trials would begin. In the time of war the trials were accelerated and Kolas easily passed. So it would be that at the age of 14 Kolas would become a Jedi Knight.

    In the next years Kolas would join his fellow Jedi in the war against the exiles. He fought on many fronts, though was never able to make quite a name for himself as he was mixed in with common soldiers and other low level knights, but among his peers he would prove to me hard to match. Many of the darksiders would feel the sting of his spear or swords. As the war continued Kolas had to admit he admired the exiles. The way they fought was uninhibited and free. They didn't care about protecting the weak or defending the innocent. No they fought for their own goals, to meet their own desires head on. When he looked to the jedi as the war raged, all he saw were hollow beings propped up by ideals that were outdated and would never lead to an end to the conflict.

    A decade would pass without an end to the conflict. Kolas would continue to fight, earning more victories and scars in the the name of the "noble" Jedi knights. His skills became honed to a fine edge, so much so that many came to him seeking force forged weapons of their own. Kolas was happy to oblige them in order to practice his art as he had acquired a forge and mallet. As time passed it became that Kolas only truly felt alive while at war or at his forge. He assumed this had something to do with his further lack of respect for his fellow Jedi. Every battle and every weapon he made brought him to admire the exiles more and more. The dark is a patient thing, and over the years Kolas had welcomed more and more of it's corrupting influence into his heart. This didn't frighten the man as the more he succumb the more powerful and free he felt.

    The masters finally came to realize just how far he fell after a battle. Kolas had completely abandoned his objective to protect a village of farmers in order to chase down the enemy and seek a worthy fight. The village was slaughtered and when asked why Kolas gave them no regard and claimed, "The weak don't deserve to survive." The masters then felt the overwhelming darkness in the Kage's heart though did not let on at that moment. They would confront him in his own workshop as he worked over his forge. 3 knights and his old master had come to take him into custody. Kolas simply picked up his spear and challenged them. The 3 knights proved no match and as they fell dead the true fight with Master Helt began. The fight would eventually spill out into the common area. Kolas would kill his former master in front of the onlookers. He felt no remorse as Helt fell dead and dark side fully took hold of him. He could feel his power grow and he quickly returned to his forge and retrieved his hammer and sword before he left the enclave, never to look back.

    He would go to his new brothers and sisters in darkness and offer gifts of his art to win them over. He himself would re-attune his favored weapons to the dark side and join the battle against his former order. The war would continue for another few years before the exiles finally proved victorious over their kind hearted brethren. The victory would come at great cost to both sides however and the exiles now lacked enough manpower or focus to remain as a single force. Without an enemy to fight the Kage exile would quickly begin to lose purpose. Kolas would return to his home of Quarzite after the war was over. He felt going back to his roots, where he came from, would help him find some purpose to the galaxy. In the mean time he would continue to perfect his forging skills, and his martial abilities to await the day he'd be called on again to put them to the test.

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    Holorecording of the blow that killed Master Helt

  • Average height with stark white skin. His body is lithe with defined muscle and covered in many scars. His golden eyes are now streaked with red veins from the corruption of the darkside. Is clean shaven at all times and wears his long white hair down. The scar on his face is actually self imposed, and was a sign of his defection from the Jedi.
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  • Kolvas first and foremost is a driven man. Any task he sets his mind too will almost always be seen through to completion, be it a mission, training exercise, or new weapon to construct. It was this single mindedness that most likely led him down darker paths, as he became consumed with the thought that the dark side was the true warriors path. Truly a warrior is what Kolvas feels he is in mind and spirit, feeling that the Jedi can only claim to be warriors as long as they cling to their notions of protecting the innocent and weak of the galaxy. That being said, the man doesn't take pleasure in the suffering of those he feels are weak. He merely believes that such beings aren't even worth his time or ability and doesn't kill for the simple pleasure of it.

    In social situations the Kage is generally found to be well spoken and for intents and purposes rather polite and charming. This can come off as a bit off putting to most even his fellow exiles whom many dwell in the anger and hatred. Kolvas finds these emotions are better suited to combat and conflict and see's no reason to brood at all times. Though despite this Kolvas usually doesn't make a habit of making too many friends, preferring the solitude of his forge and honing his skills. Though he's always happy to test his skills against a worthy foe.

    Once combat begins, all pretense of politeness is dropped and his foe is met with a wall of focus. Though Kolvas doesn't use a light saber his combat style would most closely resemble Juyo outer focus but with roiling emotion just beneath the surface.

  • Gear
    -Force forged spear named Seolfor(retractable shaft),and sword named Hradung
    -Throwing knives (4 on person at all times)
    -Leather chestguard, bracers,and boots reinforced with metal underlay, with bracers further reinforced with phrik.
    -Quarzite Cave Stalker named Souwa (female)

    Abilites
    -Expert martial artist and weapons fighter (Has studied and mastered numerous weapon styles. Any he does not know he can adapt to very quickly)
    -Expert acrobat with incredible agility
    -Expert at force forging and has made many weapons over his lifetime
    -Skilled at silent movement and stealth (By no means an expert though)
    -Skilled at all basic force manipulation(Push, pull, telekinesis, sense)
    -Focused on using force to enhance body for longer than average to increase his reflexes, speed, and acrobatic ability.
    -Studies the art of imbuing weapons with force lighting, adding lighting damage to his weapon strikes. He can not due this for long as it tires him quickly.
    -Average pilot
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    Kolvas testing his newly corrupted spear

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NAME: Hallvard Dimheart
AGE: 37
SPECIES: Human

FACTION: Open
RANK: DA BOSS

HEIGHT: 6'3"(1.91m)
WEIGHT: 215lbs(97kg)
HAIR COLOR: Black
EYE COLOR: Dark Brown
FORCE: No
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  • Born into the noble house Dimheart of Troska, the young Hallvard seldom wanted for anything. His early life was full of the trappings that noble birth brought, the best clothing, food, and education were at his fingertips at a moments notice. He shared these privileges with an older brother and sister, Norlan and Kevanna. As he grew he came to learn the customs of his planet and it's nobility, though he had little interest and found the court to be a bore. What he did find interesting was his family's vast stock of weaponry and the tales of the old lords and the many wars fought across the planet to claim honor and glory for House Dimheart. As soon as he was able he begged his father to allow him to begin training to become a warrior so that he might one day bring honor to his family on the battlefield. His father didn't take much prodding as Halvard had grown into quite the physical specimen. He began to train daily with his brother and sister, under the watchful eye of the house's master of arms.

    He would train for years and become a prime example of a Troskan fighter, strong, resilient, and ruthless. He took so well to his combat studies that his father and master of arms saw fit to allow him to help in the training of the house foot soldiers. He gladly accepted the honor and took to his new duties with pride and enthusiasm. While he focused on combat his older siblings would begin to be groomed to take over rule of the house in the future. This suited Hallvard just fine as he never cared for the complexities of inter-house politics.

    In time his father, Kavun, aged and decided the family sword, Ebonshard, needed to be passed down. To decide, Hallvard and Norlan would duel to see who would hold the blade. Kevenna only being excluded as she preferred the bow and short blades. The day came and all across Troska people came or watched the spectacle. After a long fought duel Hallvard managed to put his older brother on his backside, proving to be the best of House Dimheart. His father and mother beamed with pride as Hallvard helped up his brother and embraced him. In a solemn ceremony later the evening Hallvard was bequeathed Ebonshard, and with it vowed to always protect his family and his House.

    Things would continue as normal for years for Hallvard until the unfortunate day that his sister and mother would fall ill from a plague that had begun to ravage the planet. The 2 women would pass with many others of the planet before a cure would finally be discovered. The cure many claimed came too late as 10% of the planet's population had died. Entire houses in some cases ceased to exist and unrest began to grow throughout the planet.

    As time went on more and more citizens began to blame the royal family for the lose of so much life during the years of the plague. One house, House Rockbone, became the most outspoken opponents to the crown. This would eventually lead House Rockbone into open rebellion against the crown. The Rockbone's sought allies among the other noble houses and many rallied to their cause. Hallvard's father would choose to ally with the Rockbones as the leader of Dimheart still felt the pain of loosing his wife and daughter.

    The rebellion would continue for months with neither the crown or the rebellion gaining the upperhand. That would be until crown gained futher support and began to push back the rebels. House Rockbone facing loss after lose would make a final stand with the last of it's supporters at the Stonehelm, the Rockbone's family compound. The battle proved disastrous for the rebels forces that were far outnumbered. Hallvard himself fought with all the ferocity he had, but the years had turned him into a pragmatic man, one that could see the battle was a lost cause before it had even begun. It took the sight of his father, shot through the chest by a pulsewave rifle, to finally make Hallvard realize what needed to be done. He approached the leader of the rebellion. The man was shouting for the rebels to fight to the last and continued to give orders. The orders stopped once Hallvard plunged Ebonshard into the man's back. He let the failed leader fall to the ground and the fighting slowly stopped as all stood shocked at what Hallvard had done. He didn't care, it needed to end so he ended it. He returned to his father's body and carried his corpse off the battlefield as the rebellion forces surrendered.

    After the fall of the rebels forces, the crown made an example of many of the houses that took part in the uprising. Many houses were ended after trials to determine their part. Others survived, including House Dimheart. It was deemed the house would be allowed to continue as long as tribute to the crown was increased. Hallvard faced a seperate trial. He was deemed dishonorable according to the laws of Troska. He had slain the leader he'd sworn to serve. This was usually met with death on the planet, but an exception was made as what the man had done brought an end to the civil war. Instead Hallvard would be exiled from Troska for his deeds. He would be allowed to keep his armor and be given passage offworld, but after that it would be up to him to make his way. He approached his brother who had been injured during the war and attempted to give Ebonshard to Norlan. His brother refused with sorrow in his eyes. The blade would never be considered fit to wield as it had been used in an act of betrayal. Hallvard understood and would keep the blade on him at all times as keep sake of home and a reminder of the sacrifice he had made to save his family and house.

    He would take passage off world on a trading vessel and not look back. He'd been offworld a few times, but he always had a way to come home. Now he would wander, trying to find a place worthy of a seasoned warrior.
  • Tall with a well defined musculature and dark skin. Has black hair with a some grey starting to show and usually has some type of facial hair (can vary depending on mood and if he's had time to groom. Body also has several scars from previous fights and battles.

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  • Hallvard is best described as a caring yet pragmatic man. Essentially meaning that he'll fight for a cause he feels is just, yet it would have be incredibly close to his heart for him to die for it. The same would be said of those close to him, fighting for and aiding them within reason. He justifies this usually by claiming "Well can't help you if I'm dead". This attitude is what led him to backstab the patriarch of House Rockbone once he learned that the battle was lost. This by no means makes Hallvard a coward, he just see's the world in a practical light. He's extremely slow to anger however and if angered doesn't hold grudges long if wronged.

    When it comes to more personal relationships, Hallvard can come off a bit gruff at first but this will quickly pass. Once a being can really get to know Hallvard and become friends with him; they've made a friend for life. This is most likely due to his upbringing among the Troskan nobles, who while loving pomp and circumstance, also promoted close inter-family ties and bonding. Hallvard can often come off as a bit of a flirt when it comes to women however and was a notorious womanizer in his younger days, though this habit has settled as he's grown older.

    In combat Hallvard is ruthless, taking any and every advantage he can gain. Troskan style combat leaves little room for indecisive action and Hallvard has taken this style of fighting to it's peak.
  • Gear:
    -Family vibrosword named Ebonsorrow(formerly Ebonshard) with cortosis weave
    -Generic Pulsewave rifle
    -Generic Blaster Pistol
    -Very worn Troskan style armor
    -Concussion grenades(2)
    -Frag grenades(3)

    Abilites:

    -Excellent at close quarters combat, including melee weapons and hand to hand.
    -Excellent marksman
    -Competent tracker
    -Some training in small scale explosives
    -Ok pilot, knows his way around a ship but isn't much use in a dogfight
    -Good ground based tactician
    -Can be quite persuasive
    -Has an inspiring presence on the battlefield
    -High pain tolerance




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NAME: Charlie " The Nightman" Quentel
AGE: 31
SPECIES: Human

FACTION: Hutt Cartel
RANK: Enforcer

HEIGHT: 5'5" (1.7m)
WEIGHT: 170lbs (77.11kg)
HAIR COLOR: Brown
EYE COLOR: Green
FORCE: Nah
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  • Life has never quite worked out the way Charlie would've liked. He was born to into a family of laborers on Nar Shaada. Everyday he'd be left with a neighbor or family friend while his parents went to work as cleaning staff for a local inn. They would then come home give Charlie some type of paste like substance they called food and would proceed to obliterate their minds with drink and drugs. A few years later Charlie's parents decided to bring another child into the hell that was life in the poor slums of Nar Shaada. Her name was Mary and over the years of her and Charlie's childhoods, they would become inseparable. The parents would continue to destroy themselves unable to deal with the harsh realities of life under the Hutts and the burden of raising 2 children. Around the age of 8 Charlie's parents would leave for work and just never come back. He'd look back on this later and just assume they had either had enough and decided to drown themselves in drink, or some thug on the street had gotten to them. He always liked to believe it was the second outcome, felt better than knowing he and his sister had been abandoned.

    It quickly became apparent that Charlie would have to care for himself and his sister. He decided to take up the family business, becoming a janitor for hire he'd spend his next few years elbow deep and the scum, slime, and feces of just about every species of the galaxy. Those these years taught him another valuable lesson, people would throw away all kinds of valuable things, if you knew where to look. He soon began to collect various pieces of tech and junk to store at his small apartment. In his off time he began to tinker, quickly learning he had a bit of skill at it. He soon had some of the tech working to his little sis' delight. Soon they had a working holoprojector, datapad, cooking appliances, and toys. Soon the neighborhood caught wind of his skills and began to bring him there broken tech some of which he had to learn to slice into, yet another area he seemed to be decent in off the bat. He was able to quit his janitor gigs and focus full time on repair work where his skills only grew each day.

    After a few years he had quite the little junker shop set up and started to bring in more, and better paying customers. Though like almost everything on the Smuggler Moon, he couldn't avoid criminal activity forever. Word reached a few low level street gangs of Charlie's Slicing skills. They came to him and offered him job which he of course refused. That was until a gang approached him with and offer in the sum of pretty much what he made in a year. Charlie knew he couldn't refuse the offer, it was just too much money to pass on for what sounded like an easy job. The plan was to hit a popular bookie the night after one of the biggest speeder races of the year. The place would be flush with cash from all the bets that would be paid out the next day when the place opened. The night before leaving he'd check in on Mary as she slept and then the 13 year old Charlie would leave for the job that would change his life forever.

    The job surprisingly went off without a hitch. Charlie would slice the security door to the back of the betting house and the gang would swoop in and grab all the cash they could. They'd then hightail back to the gangs base and hand out the take. True to their word the gang gave Charlie his cut and promised that if he wanted it more work would come. Charlie had to admit the work was easier than selling junk and with the money he could provide Mary the life she always deserved. So over the next few years Charlie would officially become the gangs Slicer. The gang would even give him the nickname "The Nightman" as he could make any security system go dark.

    Around the time Charlie was 25 though life would take another surprising turn. Now making a bit of a name for himself in the Slicing circles of the underworld, The Nightman and his gang would be approached by a representative from the Mantis family, a rather well known criminal outfit based out of Nal Hutta. They offered Charlie and his gang freelance work that would make all their previous scores look like small change. The gang happily accepted and started working under the family. Their jobs got bigger and takes were amazing. With this however came much higher risks. Charlie's skills more than met the demand, though the rest of the gang started to fall victim to drugs and drink like some many do. Even Charlie began to develop a bit of a drinking habit though his skills managed to stay sharp. That would be until the day where he and his gang, half drunk and the other obliterated on spice, would so royally screw up a job that most of them would end up dead, while the rest were completely disowned by the Mantis family.

    Now without stead work he and his sister would begin to struggle. Charlie made due with what freelance work he could get, though now his drinking had become a full blown problem. Mary was forced to go work as a Cantina server while Charlie took what work he could. Unfortunately after a few years Mary would come down with an unknown illness. Desperate and to pay her ever increasing medical bills Charlie would sell off their current assets. This however was only enough to get her into a stable condition and she fell into a deep comma. Needless to say Charlie fell even deeper into the bottle. He still took freelance slicing jobs he could get, though it was only barely enough to keep Mary in the hospital. That was until recently. It seemed that the Jedi were having some kind of massive war across the galaxy that had just ended. The Hutts now put out the call to any able bodied scum and criminals to join a newly established criminal cartel. As far as Charlie was concerned it was his best shot at finding any kind of work and made his way, well more stumbled his way, toward the recruitment center.
  • Charlie is kinda short and generally always looks like he just woke up from a nap. He's got dark brown hair and green eyes. His face has perpetual stubble if not a full blown scraggly beard. Body wise he's average build, not fat but barely in shape. Years of alcohol abuse aren't really helping that along either.

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  • Loud, crass, and overall highly excitable you'll generally hear Charlie long before you see him. Despite his rough upbringing (or lack of upbringing) and harsh life Charlie came out relatively well adjusted. He's usually the first to crack a rude comment or remark, though it's usually self deprecating. Though he can from time to time slump into a bit of a depressive state, especially if he's gone too long without drinking.

    As for relationships Charlie can be quick to trust others, possibly to quick, as generally all it takes to get on his good side is to buy him a pint at the cantina. Once he's made friends with someone it tends to last for as long as the other party can tolerate Charlie's loud boisterous behavior.

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  • Gear:
    -Custom built slicing Datapad
    -4C Blaster Pistol
    -Security slicing kit
    -stun baton
    -Armored vest that provides chest and back protection

    Abilities:
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    -Skilled repair tech but has let these skills slip over the years
    -Decent shot
    -No piloting experience
    -Can get by in a fist fight
    -Decent infiltrator when he has to be, but works best with people to distract for him
    -Surprisingly good keyboard player. Why he's never tried to make a living musically even Charlie doesn't know.

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1. What is going to happen in your plot?

Essentially Kolas Lindo will travel back to his homeworld to seek revenge on his people for rejecting him. He'll have the aid of 2 fellow exiles who were promised the thrill of combat and any riches the Kage villagers posses. With their aid he hopes to not just punish, but control a tribe of Kage warriors and their families. Things will of course not be that easy.

2. What other players will be a part of this?

Agutha Royascho and Suiren

3. Where are all the places (if more than one) that your plot will be taking place?

The planet Quarzite and it's surrounding space stations.

4. Please provide a basic in-character timeline of what you expect to happen.

Thread 1: Kolas will send out a call and meet his fellow exiles on one of the orbiting stations of the planet. They will discuss the plan for the villagers and then proceed down to the planet via a sky lift from the station.

Thread 2: The village of Kolas' ancestors will be approached. The group will try to convince the Kage warriors to join Kolas' cause and set up a shadow leadership. This will more than likely go poorly and after a brief skirmish the exiles will be force to flee into the Quarzite wilderness.

Thread 3: After licking their wounds the group will come by a stroke of luck and be approached by a member of the tribe wishing to aid the exiles in overthrowing the head of the village. He suggests that this can be done by way of an honor duel and promises the sneak the group back into the village

Thread 4: After returning to the village Kolas' challenges the current village leader to an honor duel, the outcome of which will decide the future of the village and it's people. Should Kolas win the village will now be his to command, to either aid the exiles or keep for himself as small shadow military unit.

5. What do you or your character hope to achieve with this plot? What is the "end-game"?

To establish Kolas as the leader of a village of Kage warriors and their families or at the very least establish a puppet leadershit that Kolas controls. To also provide character development for Kolas and the other characters involved. This will be the first plot in a series of plots that will all revolve around the 3 characters involved exploring their backstories and character development

6. Do you need any involvement of canon NPCs or faction leaders to be DMed by a staff member? If so, please detail who/what and for what purpose.

There should be none needed, as any NPC involved are rather unimportant to the grand scheme of the site story.
 
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