Player CharactersJaden Ordo'sName: RC-1398 "Teroch"
Age: 22 (36)
Gender: Male
Species: Human Clone
Homeworld: Kamino
Main weapon: DC-17s Interchangeable Weapons System
Side weapon: DC-15s, Knuckle-plate vibroblades, (wookiee assault bowcaster when available)
Affiliation: Remnant
Occupation: Republic Commando
Rank: Sergeant
Specialty: C.Q.B. / Field Medic
Personal Ship: Cygnus Spaceworks Nu-class Attack Shuttle
Rrakktorrhttp://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j60/Jaden_Ordo/NURepublicattackshuttl.jpg
Appearance: A clone of Jango Fett. Dark-skinned human male standing 1.83 meters tall. Black hair and brown eyes, with strong rigid facial features.
Teroch wears Mark III Katarn-class Commando Armor decorated with Gold paint in various designs on the body and a blast-protective kama.
http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j60/Jaden_Ordo/TEROCH.jpg
Short History: Teroch was raised with his original squad, Omicron Squad, from birth. He was trained by Kal Skirata, a kind but firm man who taught them to always rely on their squadmates.
Omicron squad first saw combat at the Battle of Geonosis, where it incurred 50% casualties. Teroch was then reassigned with his slicer, Tal, to a mongrel squad, Theta squad.
Theta squad's first combat was at the Battle of Muunilinst. From there, they saw much action including the Battle of Kashyyyk and various battles in the Outer Rim Sieges including the Battle of Boz Pity.
Theta squad encountered Kal Skirata and his Null 'boys' throughout the war. Taking quite a liking to the Nulls and apparently vise-versa, Theta formed a relationship with Jaing, Mereel, and Ordo, as well as Kal Skirata.
In the later years of the war, Theta squad was approached by Kal Skirata with a chance at a normal life span. Holding no great love his the Republic after all they had seen in the war, Theta squad accepted Kal's offer.
Now, with a normal life span, Teroch and Theta squad are continuing to serve the Republic. That is, until they find their opportune moment to desert to Mandalore, where they can start a new life with their brothers.
Personal quote: "Slot 'em boys."
Stellar'sName: Giddean Kuat
Age: 49
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Homeworld: Kuat
Main weapon: Hold-out Blaster
Side weapon: Vibro-knife
Affiliation: Kuat Sector Authority
Occupation: Commander and Chief of the Kuat Sector Fleet and Chief Executive Officer of Kuat Drive Yards
Rank: Commander and Chief, Grand Admiral of Kuat
Personal Ship: Mandator-II class Star Dreadnaught
Acquisition Mandator-I class RenditionShort History: Following the death of Supreme Chancellor Palpatine, a short and violent power struggle occurred on Kuat. The Kuat family itself was splintered in the midst of the fighting as conservatives who sided with the jedi in their handling of the situation found themselves in hot water with the rest of Kuat who had greatly benefited from the Supreme Chancellor's actions.
In this environment Giddean Kuat quickly rose to take the reins of Kuat politics. Instead of siding with the conservatives or those that had been enriched by Supreme Chancellor he advocated a separate course altogether, declaring that their involvement in the Galactic Republic had blinded them to a simple truth of their existence. Kuat Drive Yards existed to make credits, and that if it separated itself from the ongoing struggle between the republic and the separatists they could make even more credits by selling to both warring parties. While neither side was happy initially with this choice their consciences were soon silenced as the credits came in.
Giddean created a unique government that spanned the Kuat Sector, called the Kuat Sector Authority it took on all governmental responsibilities and corporate responsibilities making the government itself into a sort of mega corporation. Over time the Kuat Sector Fleet was strengthened to a level making a direct assault on Kuat a suicidal endeavor, but a new crisis is beginning to face Kuat. It's appetite for resources has grown and need for imports has reached a dangerous level and the need for metals to make into products for sale has gobbled up most of the local supplies, soon the giant may awaken and take some systems from its neighbors for itself.
Appearance: A tall man with dark brown hair and grey eyes he stands about 1.85 meters tall and usually wears the uniform of the Kuat Sector Fleet, a garish looking thing with influences from the uniforms of the old republic and sith empire. It's a red, black, and blue with gold trim and utilizes the same rank plaque system as the Republic fleet of the Clone Wars era.
Personal quote: "If infinite money is the sinews of war. We must have pretty strong muscles."
Skuld'sName: Oriss Anduli
Age: 35
Gender: Female
Species: Half - Mirialan
Homeworld: Mirial
Main weapon: Green Lightsaber
Side weapon: None
Affiliation: Jedi Order
Occupation: Consular
Rank: Knight
Specialty: Soresu
Personal Ship: None.
Appearance: http://www.swagonline.net/node/3109
The black and white marks are her tatoos.
Short History: Born to a mirialan mother and a human father, Oriss never knew the human side of her heritage. Like most jedi, she was taken away as an infant. Unlike her fellow students, she did get the chance to go back home every now and again because of her mirialan heritage, to learn the customs and perform feats. She was originally supposed to be the student of Luminara Unduli as a child, but was passed over for Bariss Offee instead.
Oriss grew up under a different master, a human, and began learning about the human side of her lineage. Part of her few tatoos on her face comes from her master's influence, teaching her the jedi way instead of the mirialan way. By the time of the clone wars, she had just finished her trials of becoming a knight, although she tended to shun battle. She refused to go to Geonosis, claiming she was too inexperienced to jump right into a battlefield.
As the war commenced, Oriss began to realize she would have to fight sooner or later. She decided to start working on solo operations, such as infiltration. While somewhat odd for a consular, her exceptional training in the force was actually beneficial in this case. She became quite good at fighting open palmed and using the lightsaber as a last resort.
Ever since the clone wars died down, Oriss has been content to be with the Jedi order, although somewhat reclusive by nature, instead meditating by herself, and usually refuses to take any padawans or be promoted to jedi master rank. The Jedi, however, become more persistant.
Personal quote: "A process cannot be understood by stopping it. Understanding must move with the flow of the process, must join it and flow with it. Now be still and listen."
Nelo'sName: Vossa Kito
Age: 31
Gender: Female
Species: Nautolan
Homeworld: Glee Anselm
Main weapon: Political power
Side weapon: Bodyguards
Affiliation: Remnant
Occupation: Senator - Unitarian Party
Personal Ship: MC18 Light Freighter
Appearance: http://sunamori.deviantart.com/art/The-Ambassador-128662813
Short History: Vossa was not one to be born as a fighter with a saber or a blaster. Instead, her power came from the ability to be an orator. One of the most stalwarth students of her generation, she maintains a complete sense of dignified quietness when her mouth stays closed, although she usually is a fierce person to debate against. She seems too mature for her own age, but such words rarely are seen as anything more than a feeble attempt to chastize her for a weak sense of ability based on jealousness caused by her youth and vitality. She is a charismatic leader, with a strong sense of ideals and an understanding of human nature that give him a devoted following among the men who serve her, and a number of the senate.
In a close victory over her opponent, she was only recently elected to the post only one voting term ago, but in the short time she has been there, her rallies for unification and peace have put her in strong connection with people such as Bail Organa and Mon Mothma, who have found the up and coming senator to be a good sign of the new generation for the senate. Vossa has been even stated to be a popular favorite as a replacement for Bail, should he step down in a decade or two, although her hyper radicalization scares just as many in the republic as it does outside.
Testing her fortitude, some senators have decided to try her ability to forge her idea into reality by having her as the primary ambassador and diplomat to the Dac dillemna, which plays right into Vossa's hands. Seeing it as nothing more than a mere challenge, she seeks to forge her name in the new republic for the unitarian party by first uniting the republic in peace by acting as a mediator between two species, before solidifying the entire galaxy under her willpower in a new age of peace and prosperity.
Personal quote: "Perverting common wisdom is a mark of all great conspiracies. Silencing common wisdom is a mark that the conspiracy has already been put into action."
Cale'sName: Jag Rohtul
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Homeworld: Technically none (Born in space)
Primary weapons: Heavy blaster pistols (2) Vibrocutlass
Secondary Weapons: E-5 Carbine(modified for accuracy and striking power), Combat knife, Armor weapons (Whipchord launcher, knee darts, ejectable vibroblade, stun blaster gauntlet)
Affiliation: Mando'ade
Occupation: Pirate
Rank: Captain
Personal Ship:
Free Dac Volunteers Akula Class Hunter Killer Corvette RuusanShort History: Not all Mandalorians are mercenaries, bodyguards, or bounty hunters. Some possess more mundane careers: doctors, farmers, and mechanics to name a few.
All, however, are warriors.
Such sums up the life of Jag Rohtul, Pirate Captain. Born the fifth son of a typical Mandalorian family, by the age of 13 he was a trained soldier and had accompanied his father and elder brothers on a wide variety of Mercenary style missions, having killed more people by that age than the average serial murderer manages to pull off in their entire career.
Taking to the soldier life quite easily, the young warrior grew into a skilled and fearsome opponent, equally capable of either beating down, slicing up, or blasting apart most adversaries he came across and making a damn good living at it.
Then came the Clone wars. Jag viewed the Clones as an insult to all Mandalorian Kind and quickly grew to despise the Republic that enslaved such men to its will. He never really liked the Jedi to begin with, and their new generalship gave him just one more reason to hate them as well. He and three of his siblings signed up with Mandalore the Resurector to put an end to this mess once and for all.
They failed, and two of his brothers were killed, with the third requiring extensive cybernetic prosthetics. After Grievous' death at Utapau and the attempted arrest of the Republic's Chancellor, the war stalled. The Merchants and Buerecrats that ran the Separatist cause seemed lost and confused, unable to capitalize upon the death of Palpantine without Dooku or Grievous to lead them. Then, Mandalore vanished, leaving the shattered remains of his army behind him. Jag realized that he wasn't fighting for freedom anymore, but to save the lives of some pathetic bean counters. The lives of his brothers, blood or otherwise, was not worth this. And so he left the CIS.
Still filled with anger over the Jedi, the Republic, and the enslavement of Mandalorian men by their hands, Jag was now at a loss as to how to take his wrath out on those that have blighted his people. Then a separatist Privateer made the mistake of attempting to pillage the transport he had hitched a ride on.
Watching as the vessel attempted to bring down his ride, an epiphany struck Jag. He remembered the tales his kin told of the Great Mandalorian Blockade and how they nearly starved the Republic into submission. Jag realized he could take the food from the spoiled coreworlders and give it to those who needed it: his own people who had been nearly destroyed by the Clone Wars.
Jag had his new cause, and forcefully counterboarded the Hunter Killer Corvette. He singlehandedly fought his way to the bridge, killed the captain and the quartermaster in hand to hand combat and took command by force. Those who did not like the new change in management were dealt with in a rather violent and public manner.
Now he cruises the spacelanes, rading and pillaging with a crew that follows not just the ship's code but the Resol'nare. He targets primarily Republic shipping and Tethon bound freighters but no cargo ship is truly safe from him. And with every cargo seized, 15% goes to the Mandalorian Clans.
Appearance: linkHe stands 1.8 meters tall and weighs in at 78 Kilos with a weathered face. His demeanor is usually grim and intimidating, especially when in armor. Usually wears his vac sealed
mandalorian armor when the ship is underway for both practical reasons as well as to intimidate his crew. When not in armor, he wears an old military cap, a padded bantha hide jacket, a spacer's jumpsuit and a pair of Officer's boots.
Personal quote: "Surrender your ship if you value your life, aruetii. You will not be warned again."
DA'sName: Aura
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Homeworld: Coruscant
Main weapon: Dancing
Side weapon: Force
Affiliation: Jedi Order
Occupation: Dancer/Consular
Rank: Knight
Specialty: None
Personal Ship: None
Appearance: http://img24.imageshack.us/img24/8063/dancerk.jpg
Short History: Aura was taken away from her family at a young age when she was discovered to have Force potential to learn the ways of the Jedi. She didn't have any skill with the saber, but she did have promise with the Force and was a gifted dancer. She helped achieve peaceful resolutions to various situations, earning herself a position in the diplomatic field. When she's not busy with anything important, she usually spent her time dancing and entertaining those around, easing their minds as they watched her performance.
Personal quote: " A war cannot be won by simply crushing your enemy. You must convince them that fighting is pointless and remove the desire for it entirely. "
EK'sName: Dillon Nacre
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Homeworld: Jabiim
Main weapon: E-11 Blaster Rifle
Side weapon: Vibro-knife, Hold-out Blaster, Repulsor Boots
Affiliation: CIS
Occupation: Second-in-Command of CIS Military
Rank: General
Personal Ship: Subjugator-class Heavy Cruiser/Destroyer
Alto Stratus Subjugator-class Heavy Cruiser/DestroyerShort History: Dillon practiclaly worshipped Stratus, like most of Jabiim, as a young member of the Jabiim Nationalists. His parents were killed by the Lythian pirates when he was a newborn, and only sheer lucked spared him from being killed at their home as well.
When he was 24, Dillon joined the Nationalist Army, leading a platoon of soldiers in Alto Stratus' military. He continued to serve throughout the combat, fighting for the Nationalists, until the Republic eventually won the battle, killed Alto, and pulled out.
Cursing the Republic for killing his hero and leaving his planet, Dillon swore that he would continue on, and avenge Stratus. For starters, he was promoted to Captain, and given a commission as Chief Security Officer at Jabiim's largest starport. From there, he was recruited into the CIS, and assigned to head the remaining Nimbus Commandos, joining their ranks and serving as their executive officer, in a unit attached to Count Dooku.
With the CIS, Dillon continued his career, leading and revitalizing the Nimbus commandos, and becoming a senior leader in the CIS Army. By the time of the Battle of Alderaan, he was the highest-ranked human in the military, not far behind the Chief of State.
Today, he serves as Demici's second in command, and one of the most loyal, anti-Republic men out there. He personally commands the Jabiim Sector Fleet, now the Nimbus Open Fleet, from his command ship, the
Alto Stratus. Only recently, after a routine medical examination was it found out that he possessed the potential to be a potent force user, though it remains unknown how medical examinations did not discover this sooner. This is assumed to be because of a misfiling, throughout the chaos of his early life.
Like the rest of Jabiim, he carries a hatred for the Jedi Order, especially Anakin Skywalker.
Appearance: Dillon NacrePersonal quote: "You can't trust the Republic. You can't trust the Jedi. All you can trust is yourself, and your blaster."
Nimbus Open Fleet-----------------------
1
Subjugator-class Heavy Cruiser / Destroyer Alto Stratus "Task Force 1 / Flagship"
1 Subjugator-class Heavy Cruiser
Alto Stratus "Task Force 2"
1 Subjugator-class Heavy Cruiser
Alto Stratus "Task Force 3"
3
Lucrehulk-class Droid Control Ships9
Lucrehulk-class Battleship27
Providence-class Carrier/Destroyers27
Lucrehulk-class Cruiser27
Lucrehulk-class Destroyers54
Recusant-class Light Destroyer54 Trade Federation Missile Frigates
54
Munificent-class Star Frigate54 Seperatist Cruisers
54
Sabaoth Destroyers / Frigates81 Commerce Guild Corvettes
81 CR90 Corvettes
25 Lucrehulk-class Tankers
25
Diamond-class Transport Cruisers300 Various Support Craft
Total Ships: 824
Total B1 Droids: +7,375,200
B2 Battle Droids: +1,000,000
B3 Battle Droids: +33,000
Droideka Mk I: +100,000
Droideka Mk II: +33,000
Scorpenek Droids: +1,500
Vulture Droids: +18,750
Hyena Droids: +1,000
NR-N99 Droid Tank: +5,000
OG-9 Homing Spider Droids: +1,000
AATs: 56,250
MTT: 4950
Troop Carriers: 13,500
BX-1 Droid Commandos: +1,000
IG-100 MagnaGuard: 1 (IG-147)
Nimbus Commandos: 1 Platoon (36 Men)
Marvel'sName: Brike Candu
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Homeworld: Coruscant
Main weapon: Vibrant blue lightsaber
Side weapon: Blaster
Affiliation: Jedi Order
Occupation: Jedi
Rank: Jedi Knight
Personal Ship: None
Short History: Brike's parents were Mandalorian, but were killed when she was only 4 months old. She was found by Jedi Master Obi-wan Kenobi, who took her to the Jedi Temple on Tython to be trained. She was a particularly difficult student to be trained, most of the other Jedi there were in constant doubt that she would become an accomplished Jedi because of her backround, and few other Padawans wanted to be her friend. But she pressed on, undetered by the dubious Jedi Council.
All of her ancestors were Mando, so she had warrior blood in her veins and sometimes has a hard time controlling her temper, which is her biggest challenge. She sees Obi-wan as a father to her, but is unaware of most of her past besides what others have accidentally let slip.
Appearance: The lightsaber may look a little purple on some monitors. http://i47.photobucket.com/albums/f168/SneekieSam/Decorated images/Female_Jedi_800.png
Name: Id
Current Alias: Roa Kaime
Age: 7,000~
Gender: Male
Species: Croke
Lightsaber: Dual-Phase with Dark Royal Purple blade..
Side weapon: Finger Blade(treated with a sith poison),
Dual Lightsabers(Emitt gold),
Other Possessions: Personal Sith Holocron, heavy blaster pistol.
Affiliation: Sith
Special Abilities: Force Drain - Id has the unique, innate ability to drain both Life and Force energy, but he must touching the subject. This also includes planets and other lifeforms, though the earlier can take years, even centuries. He has become dependent on this ability to a degree, requiring its use instead of natural substance such as food or water. Also, depending of the victim's sensitivity to the Force, he gains temporary strength afterward.
Psychometry - Id can read the history of any inanimate object he chooses to concentrate this technique on. He has perfected this though specifically for the dead, able to read and absorb any and every memory of the deceased. This is usually used In conjuncture with his shape-shifting ability, giving him another persona for his repertoire.
Short History: Id was first present in the known galaxy sometime before the Hundred-Year Darkness, as a Jedi of those early times of questionable methods and practices, he was exiled along with his Dark brethren in the Second Great Schism. Learning the Sith arts on Korriban, before leaving them sometime before the Hyperspace War, taking a ship into the Unknown Regions, not to appear again for another three thousand years. Though now with a particular trait that put him on top of the food chain, the ability to drain the Force and life entries from beings, sustaining himself and supplying him with strength for a time, though almost anything living could fill him, Force Sensitives were of particular interest when considering a meal. The more powerful the Force User, the more sustained and powerful he became.
This thirst and the want for greater knowledge seemed to be his only interests, without concern of those in his way, he keenly relied on his Psychometry and shape-shifting to make his way, taking the lives of others as his own from day to day. Playing with people like a game, sometimes even purposefully avoiding his goal and getting side-tracked. He continued this until he got want he wanted, and when he was content, he would leave. Drift back into the Unknown or farther.
There, he would stay in a dormant, meditative form on a planet, usually one filled with life and close to the Force. He would then slowly drain the planet itself of its energy, sustaining himself in his meditative state for sometimes hundreds of years before requiring another planet, or returning to the inner galaxy for a time to harvest more knowledge and play his games. In this way entire systems feel victim to him. Though his mind began to creak slowly during this time as well, between analyzing the happenings from his last visit, and those minds he absorbed and persona he took over. Over time, he spent longer and longer time in the known galaxy, his games becoming more reckless as well as his actions and motives, his view of things became twisted, and the hunger beckoned.
Withdrawing for over almost two thousand years, he drained nearly two systems in his aggressive and restless meditation. His patience and mind done with the waiting, he returned once more, this time finding the galaxy splintered and the Jedi stronger than he had seen in many thousand years, though even they in this time seemed to be taken aback. Rumors of the Jedi's massive library and the chance to rise up and rule once more as he did over the Sith so long ago presented himself and he could hold back no longer.
His first victim was a fallen one, not unlike his peers so long ago, he easily dispatched the Kiffar, taking both his lightsabers and his life. His trail of blood began in the Mid Rim, leaving cult-like symbols and cryptic messages only a Jedi would be mindful of, in his wake each time, he would lure his prey to him this time.
Personal Ship:Krais Nova Light Transport(Bottom left)
Appearance: Perfered Personal FormRoa Kiame - Vertical black bar tattoos over each eye, beginning mid-brow, ending below eye.
Theme:When You're Evil - Voltaire
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