You wish to know a little about me? Who is Lucent Rym?
-leans back in chair, propping boots on control panel- Wouldn't you like to know…
I am Mandalorian. Born on Mandalor to Mandalorian parents. Mandalor has been our home for generations.
My father was Korun, my mother was the daughter of a human and Korun. Even with my bloodlines I do not resemble the Koruun race. My mother’s father comes out in me. I have very pale skin that has its share of scars through the years. My thick blonde hair that is rather long, kept typically in a ponytail. My eyes are the color of amethyst. I am 207.01 cm tall.
–chuckles amused at Strill pup playing happily- Ad'ika, go find your nest. –laughs softly as the pup bounces away to bed- Yes I have a Strill pup. It has been many years since my late grandfather’s Strill was killed. The pup is already shown itself to be a very loyal pet and companion.
As with all Koruun, yes I am force sensitive. My alignment is my own. Dark side, Light side means nothing to me. I am Mandalorian! -sneers- As to my force abilities- Nar'sheb.
-chuckles softly- I have a light saber, yes. It was made using the Qixoni Crystal, which is why it is the color it is. Using my blood in the making in the making of the saber, the inner core turned black. –grins- I find the saber rather suiting for me. Compact and can make an impact when needed.
The armor I wear is made from Mandalorian Iron. -smirks- Yes it will stand up to a light saber attack. –pauses amused- As well as other “attacks”. I made certain it was forged properly as my grandfather taught me.
Now to my blaster. –grins- It is a blaster. My disintegrator is a disintegrator. Need I continue? That would take hours; as my arsenal is rather extensive. The same could be said of the weapons on my ship. You care to know what they are- fire at me and find out. –gives cocky smirk- I do enjoy target practice, but I could not guarantee there would be anything left of your ship afterwards.
-growls coldly- Jedi… the backstabbing scum of the universe. I will never trust them again. Those words they live by mean nothing. The only good Jedi, is a dead one. I don’t mind eliminating them one by one. Their Republic needs to fall once and for all.
The Resol'nare means as little to me now. Yes I wear my armor, I speak the language, I helped my clan to success, defended my family, I even stood before the Mand'alor when summoned. –voice grows glacial- As to raising my children as Mando- had the Jedi not betrayed me… they and their mother would not have been killed. I was betrayed by the very JediI family the Mand’alor entrusted me to deliver safely, and it cost me everything… -lowers voice to a glacial growl- Do you think I stand before the Mand’alor when summoned? No. Do you think the Mand’alor will ever punish me for such actions? No. Not if he wishes to remain the Mand’alor.
Now you ask, am I living by the Mando code of honor? -smirks- Yes I hold it dear to my soul. Strength, honor, loyalty, death… That is my way of life.
Strength is life, for the strong have a right to rule.
Honor is life, for with no honor one may as well be dead.
Loyalty is life, for without ones clan one has no purpose.
Death is life, one should die as they lived.
-growls coldly- I “died” many years ago when loyally defending my family from a dishonorable ambush, I gave my entire strength to protect them… only to be struck down myself, left for dead. I survived, in a sense. I survived to be the one who brings vengeance to those who betrayed. In honor of my family I will not stop till every last one involved is left as they left my children, mate and younger siblings. May they live within their own "Force", for they will not be left to breathe and live within mine.
Wow. I'm not impressed. Honestly I see nothing with your people to be impressed about. Much less scared of. Only reaction you're going to get from me is an eye roll.
-shakes griffin head- NOSED!!! BLOOD SHARESED!!! BLOOD GOOD GRIFFIN!!! -listens to weird new friend and hears friend Reve's name and backs up whimpering then quickly reaches out with beak and takes fish and then runs away whimpering hiding under a table and starts munching fish- MINE!!! FISHES FOR BLOOD'S BELLY!!!
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