Storm, Male Cathar Jedi
"There is no passion, there is serenity."
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Storm
Male Cathar Jedi 4/ Soldier 2
Destiny (Education) 3; Force 8
Init 6; Senses Perception 8
Languages: (Catharise), Basic, Huttese.
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Defenses Ref 20 (flatfooted 17), Fort 22, Will 17
Hp 78; Treshold 22
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Speed 8
Melee 7
-Claws: +9 1d6+3
-LS: +10 2d8+4
Ranged 9
Base attack 6
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str 12, dex 17, con 14, int 12, wis 10, cha 15
Talents: J1: Deflect, J3: Block, S1: Armored Defence,
Feats: St: Force Sensitivity, W. Prof. (Lightsaber, Simple), 1: Skill Focus (UtF),
J2: Weapon Finesse, 3: Weapon Focus (Lightsaber), S1: Armor Prof. (Light),
S2: W. Prof. (Heavy), J4: Double Attack, 6: Force Training
Skills: Stealth 11-2, Perception 8, UtF 15
Powers: Makashi Riposte
Possessions:
Lightsaber (Holster),
Shoto (Holster), Armored Flightsuit (Licence), Electrobinoculars, Utility Belt, Bandolier, All-temp Cloak, Comlink (Longrange), Stun Grenade x 4, Credit Chip (9000 C on account).
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[sblock=Appearance]Storm is a bit short on human standards and especially so on cathars', standing just above 1.6 meters. This due to the scarsity of food when he was growing up. Being of the more humanlike subspecies Storm has just a very short and thin hair covering his body with strong, long mane contrasting it and short sideburns running down his cheeks. This combined to the sharp ears, yellow eyes and small fangs gives him quite a feral appearance. It doesn't help the image that he is much more comfortable in a crouched squat than standing upright, and takes this position in briefings and when he don't need to worry about formalities.
Storm's clothing is an interesting mix of Jedi robes and a flightsuit, having the armored breastplates and thighguards of combat jumpsuit covered with Jedi's traditional elegant robes.
What others might ignore but is instantly noticed by other Jedi is Storm's lightsaber, which is actually built from more or less scrap parts. The casing itself is taken from a swoopbike handle which gives it appearance of being more a piece of junk than an actual weapon. The blueish blade itself has irregular pulses running along it, which makes it even more apparent that it was built with inferior parts. It is a wonder that his master was ever even able to make it work, not to mention being up to par with her own blade.[/sblock]
[sblock=Personality]Storm was raised and trained by a survivor of the Purge on the most isolated little town on Nal Hutta. As such he was unaware of the reforming of Jedi Order until he left the planet after the death of his master.
Storm is very strict about following the Jedi Code that his master teached him and finds the ways of the New Order to be too lenient. But he does respect the Masters for what they are. Being a Cathar there is a natural passion in Storm which he strains to keep in check, only letting the hints of it to show when he fights.
Being not very strong on the Force itself, Storm is however extremely skilled at Lightsaber combat and his fast reflexes make him quite adept at shooting a gun also. After joining the navy he has taken the time to learn the operation of Starship Weaponry also.[/sblock]
[sblock=Extended Background]There were survivors of the Purge. Jedi were a cunning breed behind all their serenity and Savin Brock was a survivor. In the decades after the Purge she hid among the scum of Nal Hutta's darkest deeps, hidden from the Empire, and isolated from even the most worldshaking news. Why she took the young Cathar under her wings was a mystery for even her. Maybe she had grown lonely and longed for the days of the Jedi order. Maybe she felt that it was her duty to keep the teachings of the Jedi alive. She was growing old afterall, and as far as she knew, she was the last of the Order. Maybe others had hidden as she had, but she could not count on that. And so, as she found the orphaned child, crying on his mother's body, she felt the need for a padawan.
It wasn't easy growing on the capital of Hutt Space. But somehow Savin managed to keep the child from showing off his prowess while getting into the inevitable fights. It was perhaps a blessing that the boy wasn't very strong in the Force for he could have wrought havok growing up. He had the temperament of a thunderstorm, and as a joke, Savin started to call the boy " Little Storm".
But as time flowed past the boy grew on the teachings of the old woman. He took the tenants of the Order as his own, and though he became a fiersome storm with the blade, he never raised it in anger.
Then Savin passed on. She died peacefully knowing that the ways of the Jedi lived on.
Storm felt a need to get out of Nal Hutta. The tales Savin told of ages past drove him to see the universe himself and he was surpriced to find a Galaxy where the Jedi Order was growing again. He sought out the center of this New Order and presented himself to the Masters. They greeted him with mixed feelings. On one hand he was a Jedi, one with knowledge that was thought to be forever lost, on the other hand, he followed a code that was in many ways different to the New Order, and in some ways even very drastically. They didn't want him on the Academy, but they could not either dismiss him altogether. So he was asked to join the Republic Military, to serve with Jedi who could teach him the proper ways without risking the initiates to his misguided "herecy".[/sblock]
