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Gaia Name:Sage_of_Icaria
Character Name:Avor
Gender:Male
Age:21
Race:Human
Character Description:

6'4, 200lbs, average build, he keeps his hair short to keep it out of his way. Although he to proud to admit it, he talours he's own robes, he believes that the standard Jedi robes just don't fit well, so he offten wears a plain cloak over his robes to avoid explaining himself to passing yet more senior Jedi

Relations: A dead.
Character History: Avor left his home as a refugee along with his sister Aros. His father died a soldier and his monther was killed during a bombing raid. However the journey towards the core words was not pleasent, and the refugees were left at a camp. Food was scarce, and Aros was killed for a small amount of food that Avor had somehow found for her.

When Avor found the body of his sister he became distraught with grief. His pain was so great that that echoed through force. A young Jedi knight who was directing aid to the mess of camp felt the disberance, and went to investigate.

By the time the time the Jedi tracked down Avor, he found him cut badly but standing over the bloody body of another young boy. But before the Jedi could react, Avor raised his foot and brought it down on the neck of the other boy, killing him. Nobody else in cword around the two boys knew it except the Jedi, but Avor had inadvertany used the force to make his strike more powerful.

The Jedi realized that Avor in that condition would be easily swayed and taken on as a dark apprentice. In fear of loseing Avor to a Dark Jedi master, took him back to the Jedi temple, if not to foster him into a proper Jedi, maybe to at least heal some of the emotional damage.

As Avor grew older and was tought the ways of the Jedi, he has tried to force down the memory of the moment, where he murdered another human being.

The rest of Avor's training up untill now has been compleatly normal, the only thing out of the average is his foundness for sabre lessons.

Personal Belongings: His sister's necklace, a flower made out of unknown blue metal on a silver chain. He doesnt carry it on him, he keeps it to remember his dear sister, and what happens he is not around to protect the innocent.

Alignment: Jedi Order
Occupation: Padawan
Skills: Avor spent almost all of his free time practicing his sabre skills, useing the force only to bolster his physical abilities.
Flaws: Although Avor can hold his own agianst some of the Jedi Knights, because focused so much on the martial and physical aspect of being a Jedi, he is lacking in other uses of the force. He is not very senstive to the feeling of others, and cannot use some force abilies as well as other Padawans. Such as force push, pull and just general controll.

Because of the suffering he saw of innocent people, he will NEVER hessitate to protect others and will NEVER abondom them. But because of the great pain and anger Avor felt as a child, he still may be temped by darkside.

Roleplay Sample:

From behind the trees in the garden the young Avor watched as a Jedi Knight taught his Padawan sabre styles. After many hours they sat down to have a break, the Jedi Knight called to Avor "Avor, you can come out now", he had known Avor was there the whole time. Avor slowly emerged from his hiding place only to asked "You saw most of that, what do you think?". Avor had no reason lie "I think I see a flaw.". The Knight looks at him courously while remembering to be patient, because honesty is more immportant than proper respect "When he is cutting at you top to bottom, why don't you rush in and cut him?" With a bit of a grin the Knight replies "because then we'd both be cut".

Avor puases, thinking "...so? Doesn't being a Jedi mean we have to sacrfice?". The Knight sighs, That it does, but it is always good to try and find way where everybody lives, that way you can go onward and continue to help other people. Now run along."



((Yeah, but he killed the boy when he was child, not when he was taken taken in by the Jedi. ))

Gaia Name:Serk
Character Name: Kers Salis
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Race: Human
Character Description:At 5'11," with a medium build, Kers has nothing really remarkable about his body. Even his tanned skin from his homeworld seems to look unremarkable on him. His hair, black in color and six inches in length is unkempt, but in a manner that still looks organized in some sense. If there is one thing that makes Kers unique, it is his eye color. Even as a child, his irises made him distinct. Encasing his pupils like rings of smoke, their swirling deep grey color, dotted with green flecks gives him a quiet, dignified, if not wise look that is somehow disconcerting and calming at the same time.
Personality: Kers is by nature, a very calm and passive person, who prefers to act a mediator and peacekeeper. He is also very willing to put others before him and be self sacrificing. He can also, however, be very critical and harsh due to his honesty. One thing to note is that he does have an advanced sense of humor, and can be very funny if he wants to. (Though he rarely does, past experiences of negative reactions and their consequences often weigh on his mind.)

Relations:
Family:
Mother: Rajo Salis39
Father: Weuia Salis 43
Brother: Olih Salis 27
Best Friends:
An Ithorian from his homeworld named Galu Iskx.
A human named Talas Fend, also from his homeworld

Character History: Born on Albecus into a trading family, Kers seemed doomed to a life of mediocrity, though from a young age, he showed great reflexes and awareness; something that caused considerable strife with his older brother and to a certain extent, his mother, due to jealousy and a lack of control, respectively. As he grew older, the talents Kers held began to develop further, and cause him to act out more, both verbally and physically, preforming acts that infuriated his brother. Since Kers was refusing to follow family tradition, something Olih had been forced to do, and since Kers was getting away with it, the issue nearly tore the family apart. Due to Albecus being a core planet, and because his father saw Kers as a poor heir, and as a way to placate his wife over their problematic son, he sent his son to the jedi, an action that acted as the final wedge between Kers and his brother. The two have not spoken since Kers left Albecus.

After his arrival on Coruscant and almost literally being left at the door of the Jedi Temple, Kers faced an uphill battle. Some of the Jedi felt that they were being used as a sort of reform school, and that Kers had no place within the order. Other saw some promise, while others saw only his failings. After a tentative approval to begin training, Kers finally entered into his own. Though he had nothing but problems using the force to manipulate object and people, he showed impressive ability turning the force inward, and allowing it to flow through him. Thanks to the later, he was granted the rank of Padawan three years ago, and has continued to hone himself until he is chosen to be an apprentice. Though he still hits nothing but road blocks trying to improve his control over the force externally, he finds solace in his saber and meditative skills, along with the books of the Jedi archives. Though he tries not do, his thoughts dwell on the failed relationship with his brother.

Personal Belongings: His Training saber and Padawan robes, along with a family heirloom metal chain he wears around his wrist, the only thing he keeps to remind of him of home. Beyond that, he keeps very little.

Alignment: Jedi
Occupation: Padawan/Apprentice
Skills: For a Padawan, Kers is talented in utilizing the force internally and as a result, the lightsaber. He is also versed in Jedi philosophy and knowledge.
Flaws: Though skilled with the force while it is flowing through him, his control and manipulation externally using the force is passable at best. This is a major area of frustration for him.

Roleplay Sample:
In one of the unused meditation rooms, Kers stares at his lightsaber, resting on a table on the other side of the room. "Just one more time, I'll try it one more time today, then I'll quit," he thinks to himself, sighing and looking about the room. Like so many of the other meditation rooms within the temple, it consists of a single meditation seat on the floor, forming the center of the circular room, with an open radius of six feet around it. The only interruptions to this subtle perfection being the door, the table, and Kers, leaning against the opposite side of the room to the afore mentioned table.
Sighing, and building his resolve for one more heroic attempt, Kers moves his eyes once more to the practice saber on the table. Due to the low level of the seat, only raised off the floor about a foot, her had an excellent view of the table, a little bit more then a foot off the ground, behind it.
Slowly raising his left hand towards the table, and the saber upon it, he closes his eyes, focusing. Reaching out with his mind, he sees the saber within it. Slowly, he focuses his thoughts on the saber as he opens his eyes. Now, reaching out with the force, he attempts to pull the saber to him.

It doesn't move.

Enhancing his focus and will, he tries again to pull the saber to his hand.

It moves about an inch on the table, then stops.

With all he can muster, Kers tries one final time, straining his focus to pull the saber to him. This time, he achieves results. The saber flies off the table, through his grasping fingers and slamming into his face. Clutching it while muttering one or two very non-Jedi phrases, he stares down at the saber now sitting in his lap. "Well," he thinks dryly. "At least I'm starting to get results..."" After checking that his face had suffered no real damage, and attaching his practice saber to his belt, he stands and approaches the door. After looking over his shoulder to make sure he had left things as they had been when he entered, he exits the meditation room to return to his own, for a medpack.

Accepted ~Guilyn

Gaia Name: T elos
Character Name: Arryl Tul'Elynaux
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Race: Human
Character Description: Arryl is a white female with long straight brown hair. She weighs about 110 lbs, and her height is a little short, standing at about 5'2. Arryl has big blue eyes, and people often mistake her for being younger than she is.

Relations:
Kordo Tul'Elynaux, 46 (Former republic Soldier/Arryl's Father)
Tetra Tul'Elynaux, 42 (Arryl's Mother)
Esper Tul'Elynaux, 10 (Force Sensitive/Arryl's sister)
**Esper is not a Jedi and has no affiliation, I will talk more about her in Arryl's history.

Character History: Arryl was born on Dantooine and her family still resides there. Her family inherited an estate there from her grandfather on her mother's side, leaving them a perfect place to live. Arryl's father made just enough for them to live happily, and her mother's grandfather left enough for them to have money to spare. Kordo worked for the Republic and would be working on Coruscant for years at a time. When Arryl turned 12, she told her mother she wanted to become a leader. Arryl was very intelligent and her mother dreaded it, but she knew keeping Aryll on Dantooine would be a waste of her skill. Arryl was sent to Coruscant to be schooled, and when she turned 19, Arryl was asked to become a Senator for Dantooine, and she immediately accepted. Arryl has been working to help rebuild some of the ruins on Dantooine, and to bring more trade and economy for the isolated planet.

During her first year as Senator, she had received bad news from her family. After three months after her 10th birthday, her sister Esper ran away from home. She hitched a cargo ship headed to Coruscant, and Arryl's parents assumed she wanted to try and meet Arryl. Arryl had searched through all the recorded cargo ships she could find that came in that day, but she found nothing, Arryl believed that the ship changed course, and refuses to believe that her sister is dead. At any chance she can, Arryl tries to continue her search, but she also doesn't desert her post as senator. Her parents assume that their daughter is either dead, or impossible to find and no longer go looking for her.

When Arryl moved to Coruscant to study as a politician, her parents gave her their R7 model Astrodroid to bring with her. The droid was modified apon reaching Coruscant, for her security. She often uses the droid almost as a diary. She often talks around the droid about subjects she wouldn't normally talk to anyone about, unless she was alone.

Personal Belongings: Arryl has a small violet crystal that can be used to help build a light saber, she found it in a cave on Dantooine and refuses to let anyone know she has it. She also owns a datapad.

Droids:
Custom R7-BI Unit: Arryl has a custom R7 unit with the capabilities of a normal Astromech droid. The unit is equipped with a lazer and blaster-rifle, for emergency use.

Ships:
Dantooine Starship - Used to travel to different planets and to dock star fighters.
R-wing Starfighters - These are a new line of starfighters created for the republic. It resembles the naboo starfighter, but this new model is smaller in size. It can fit one passenger and is fully equipped for battle. The R in the name has no correspondence to the ships shape.

Alignment: The Republic
Occupation: Dantooine Senator (Executive Branch)
Occupational goals: To become chairwoman of the senate.
Skills: Arryl is a very good politician, but ironically she doesn't trust many politicians. She isn't one to lie and is extremely sincere. She is very strong minded and won't be easily persuaded.
Flaws: She is very physically weak and seems extremely vulnerable. Arryl is also very honest for a senator, which is why she isn't very popular with the other politicians.

Roleplay Sample: Arryl sat on the porch of the new office. "With our grant, we can surely help rebuild the old enclave ruins. Dantooine was once a safe haven for Jedi and our farmers alike. To restore the enclave, we will only benefit from it." She stated to her companion. "But we have more important matters at hand, the kath hounds are ruining the agriculture, they've been attacking farmers more than usual lately." Said a woman from the other side of the table on the veranda. "The hounds are reacting for a reason, I assure you Geera, there are certain elements in our world that we can't explain, but the Jedi can help. It is their job to keep peace and to protect, but who are we to sit back and watch? If there is an attack on Coruscant, they will need our help. We're secluded, and we have more than enough resources here. If the temple should fall, I want the enclave open, as a refuge, if anything." She finished.

Arryl stood up to look out at the land in front of her. "Geera I know you want to help the farmers, and trust me, our own citizens are our priority of course, but there are more threats out there than the kath hounds. We are open land for the empire and their troops, even the dark Jedi. I won't see Dantooine under their control, then we will all have a fate far worse than kath hounds." Arryl continued as she stared over the grasslands. "I depart tomorrow to retrieve the grant from the republic, I have another meeting as well. Geera, you have to trust me." She told her companion as she turned to make eye contact with her. Arryl gave her a soft smile. She knew Geera's point of view, but she couldn't help but feel that her opinion was more important. Geera, although she was a great democrat, had never seen the world's beyond. Her most immediate concerns were limited to her awareness.

(( I rped an npc just for the sample, she doesn't and will not exist. ))

Accepted ~Guilyn

Gaia Name: Blue Jay Sparrow
Character Name: Captain Riley Fett
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Race: Human
Character Description: Riley wears a white short-sleeved shirt with a black vest over top. Occasionally she will also wear a navy blue jacket. She has medium brown hair, always tied back into a ponytail. Bright blue eyes that show little emotion save for when she is with her friends.

Relations: She is the daughter of the legendary Boba Fett, but she and him loathe each other. She prefers to stay with her friends from Beggar's Canyon (including Biggs Darklighter and Luke Skywalker) and she enjoys flying the Millennium Falcon alongside Han Solo and Chewbacca.

Character History: After a long long chain of events that began with her grandfather, Jedi Master Maxamillian Lunick, Riley was born in the Rancor pit of Jabba the Hutt's fortress, on Tattooine. She bears a scar on her cheek from that day. Boba and Jabba settled on a deal to get rid of Riley once she turned 13: Boba would raise her and then take her to Jabba, who would have made her his slave, if not for her curiosity and ability to stowaway aboard a ship belonging to Han Solo. The two became friends, and she followed Han through the whole storyline, the Death Star, the Carbon Freeze, and the final battle of Endor. During all that time she was made a Captain in the Rebel Alliance, and before then (I forgot to mention) she was trained by Ben Kenobi in the ways of the Force, as you remember, her grandfather was a Jedi Master. However, she has promised that she will never weild a lightsaber; she considers it an instrument of death after hearing about what happened to Anakin Skywalker.

Personal Belongings: Her self-made droid, LKY-7 (Lucky), a DL-44 blaster pistol, a fusioncutter, a watch that doubles as a compass, and necklace embroidered with the Rebel Alliance symbol.

Alignment: Rebel Alliance/New Republic
Occupation: Smuggler-in-Training, Rebel Captain
Skills: Sharp eye for sniping with a pistol, fast runner, fair ability with the Force
Flaws: I suppose you could count her loyalty to her friends as a flaw, it can be used against her easily.

Roleplay Sample: Riley tightened a loose bolt on the Falcon. She grunted from the strain. "Hey, Sparky!" Han called, "How's it coming?"
"Just great," she muttered back, "Your stupid Hyperdrive generator's gonna need more work than this...."
"What else do you need?"
"A team of repair droids," she shot back sarcastically.
"Dosen't Lucky cover it?"
"Not as much as I had hoped."
"I heard that!" Lucky blurted.

Accepted ~Guilyn

Gaia Name: Jares Karre
Character Name: Jares Karre
Gender: Male
Age: 38
Race: Human
Character Description: Link

Relations: None
Character History: Jares was born to a smuggling family, his father did it for the credits and his mother for the thrill and the ships. When it was time to settle down, his mother stayed behind and took care of Jares. He was told all the amazing stories of his other and father running from the law and stealing just for him.

When Jares was twelve years old, his father was shot down smuggling Spice. His mother was in so much shock that she too died only a few weeks later. Left all alone, Jares set out with his father lucky custom blasters that he left behind the day his ship was shot down and tried to make a living.

He snuck aboard an old Republic ship and was caught trying to repair a ship to steal. The captain took pity on him because he was such a good mechanic. Once he became of age the captain gave him a ship of his own. A YT-2400, that was constantly modified to his specifications. He named the ship Jade Eclipse II.

He used the ship to smuggle and pirate his way through the galaxy. For the first three years he transported Spice, like his father, and other various items through out the galaxy. Mostly mediocre jobs until he learned of the credits he could make as a pirate.

He then set out and found a small group of pirates, the Galactic Terrors, is what they called themselves, and joined. Jares realized that the Terrors were not your everyday pirates. They stole from the Republic and gave half of what they took to the poor planets that needed them, Jares like this idea and stayed.

After nine years with the Terrors, a new group of pirates came into power and wiped out Jares' new family, but he didn't go down without a fight. he to out as many enemy fighter as he could before he could get away.

Jares landed on the nearest planet, Coruscant, and spent a year repairing the Eclipse with the help of an R2 Astromech. After the repairs were made he went back to smuggling and is now looking for a crew to help him along th way.
Personal Belongings: He is never seen without his fathers custom DC-15s blaster pistols. He also owns a YT-2400 dubbed Jade Eclipse II

Alignment: Republic
Occupation: Smuggler
Skills: Being a smart a** and repairing ships
Flaws: Women and alcohol

Roleplay Sample:
Jares cursed after he cracked his head, he was trying to jerry rig his hyperdrive so he could jump the rest of the way to Coruscant. He had just escaped from the destruction of his crew and family.

After shocking himself a couple of times he finally managed to get it back and running, "That should be good enough for a few microjumps." he said to himself crawling out of the small space and recovering it with the nearby panel.

He hopped into the pilots seat and flipped a few switches, plotting his jumps, "I'm sorry Captain, I'm so sorry." he said as the stars around him stretched from pinpoints to streamlines.

Accepted ~Guilyn

Gaia Name: diaku
Character Name: barcaa
Gender: male
Age: 20
Race: wookie
Character Description: ://http://s88.photobucket.com/albums/k161/adamsharp2/?action=view¤t=wookie.jpg]character pic
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Relations: his family was sold into slavery however his friend is a irodonian named tav
Character History: after his family was sold to slavery he became a mercenary. after one mission he bumped into a jedi who sensed he could use the force which is rare for a wookie. so he decided to train to be become a jedi
Personal Belongings: his fathers belt he never lets it leave his side

Alignment: jedi
Occupation: jedi padawan
Skills: mechanic, tactics
Flaws: gulible

Roleplay Sample:((the mission when he finds out he is a jedi))
barcaa bursts into a room where a quarren is having a drink. the quarren was startled and blurted out "what in the blazes are you doing here and wheres your owner!" barcaa was insulted at his comment "shut your mouth!! im here for your head! the warren ajusted his look to where he knew what was going on "you can try you wookie filth!" he pulled out a hand gun and started shooting. barcaa with quick reflexes rolls and pulls out his bowcaster then shoots the quarren 6 times in the chest."ive still got it" he said as he sheethed his bowcaster. as he left for his ship the crusader he bumped into a old man "oh im sorry sir"he said. "theres something different about you"said the old man. barcaa looked confused "what are you trying to say?". the old man gave him a reasuring look "i sense the force in you." barcaa looked stunned "but my people have never been jedi it is extremly rare." the old man nodded "yes indeed it is but if you want to you can become one. however you will have to dedicate your life to the jedi way." barcaa took a breath. "i will" the old man smiled "alright take me to your ship and we will go to the nearest acadamey"

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Gaia Name: [Stryfe]
Character Name: Saer Jonas Phobis
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Race: Human (Corellian/Hapan)
Character Description:

Relations: Parents (Unknown), No Siblings
Character History: Jonas was born after a tryst between a wealthy Corellian father and a visiting Hapan noble.
Personal Belongings:

Alignment: Sith
Occupation: Sith Adept
Skills:
Flaws:

Roleplay Sample: