Force User

Date of Birth: unknown
Gender: Male
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Light Brown
Skin Tone/Pigmentation: Fair
Height: 6'
Weight: 190

Appearance

Physical Description

Fit and trim.

Apparel & Accessories

Typically in long black coat with armored insert. Broadsword with alchemical edging.

Mentality

Personal history

An infant foundling, he was passed from person to person with frequency as his growing connection to the Force revealed him as a threat to whomever would hostel him. Not only because his abilities made him a coveted resource by unwholesome agents, but a temper that would often manifest as psychokinetic chaos. From the age of around 7 or 8 (his actual age unknown), he left his supposed home world of Coruscant, stowing away on any vessel he could access, moving from world to world, avoiding extended contacts and relationships.

Moving largely among Outer Rim worlds with low populations, he was never exposed to other Force users, relying on instinct and trial and error to gain control of his abilities. Invariably, he would be discovered for what he was, at which point it was time to move on. Into his teens, the only people who tried to encourage his Force training did so only to capitalize on it.

As a young adult, he was frequently engaged by criminal elements to extort his talents. He participated in some schemes as a means to earn credits for his next inevitable evacuation. It was when he learned of the unsettled frontier world of Nigita, with its reported Force Nexus, that he made his most recent move.

Education

Whatever he could learn from whomever would teach him. No formal education.

Employment

Officer with Nigita Rangers

Failures & Embarrassments

How much time you got?

Intellectual Characteristics

Don't even know what that means, if that answers your question.

Morality & Philosophy

Humble but demanding.

Personality

Motivation

Learning to control his abilities so that they can be utilized in the defense of those around him.

Quotes & Catchphrases

"I'm sorry."- almost every day.
"What silhouette is that?"
"Don't call me a Jedi."

Savvies & Ineptitudes

A charming person who frequently puts his foot in his mouth.

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Sun 31st May 2020 12:45

A Good Day on the Job

by Sabbath Rune

Hothdens Detention Center 18:05:12

Sabbath entered the squad room, followed closely by the Devaronian warden Shelabria. She was tall, dark, and intimidating, despite her relatively calm attitude. She tapped away at a data pad and when she was finished, she turned it so Sabbath could authenticate the report with his thumb print. Sabbath acknowledged it without reading because he was the one that wrote it. The militant woman spun on a heel and exited.

“Nice collar, Deputy,” Maggi looked at him down the length of her proboscis, her expression one of perpetual surprise. She took the data pad that he offered her.

“Thank you, Miss Maggi,” Sabbath smiled at the dark eyed Ortolan, running down the details even as she read them. “Six perps with counts of kidnapping and trafficking, one DOA, allegedly the leader....

“And one bad apple out of our bushel,” Sabbath frowned at that. “Patrolman Zak Barden, collusion and accepting bribes.

“Sixteen young women rescued and soon to be returned to their families, pending examination and evaluation by Dr. Moore,” he added on an up note. “Makes the job worth doing when things turn out right.

“Also got a name on the next hump up. A Hutt by the name of Jygar. Into bloodsport gambling. Don’t care what planet he’s on, I’m gonna get that son of a worm. Hunting girls for sport? Not on my watch.”

“Go get’ em, Tiger,” Maggi encouraged, though Sabbath never really knew if she were being facetious or not.

Sabbath nodded and smiled, then went to the locker room to shower and change.

The major events and journals in Sabbath's history, from the beginning to today.