Post by Sabre on Sept 20, 2005 20:17:54 GMT
Name: Fury Aralion
Although Fury might seem a violent name to give to your child, it actually translated “one of great destiny” in the lower level language he was raised to speak. Aralion however was not from the lower levels, Ara means star and Lion means fate in the language of Serease, an ancient and extinct language known only to be used by a advanced humanoid planet predating most civilizations. Star-Fate would mean; one who’s fate is greater than that of the stars.
Sith Name: Darth Infernus
Infernus is a play on Inferno. His affiliation with the word Inferno is apparent to those who have ever committed to battle him. His most prized skill is that of the manipulation and creation of fire. This skill was apparent even very early on in his training, although this is not why he is named Darth Infernus. And inferno can also be interpreted as an amassment of heat energy and power to be unleashed in short but powerful burst, his master Darth Ominus could trace this in his personality, thereby berthing his Sith name.
Class: Jedi Guardian/Jedi Weapons Master/Sith Lord
Early on his physical prowess was most apparent of his abilities. Because of this he was first taught as a Jedi Guardian. After some years of practicing Jedi Guardian skills and feats he decided to begin focusing on the combat aspects of being a Jedi, thereby adopting the class of Jedi Weapons Master. He grew greatly in this class, its practices and teachings came to him easily and it was not long before he reached perfection with it. He never got the opportunity to continue as a Weapons Master, he fell to the Sith and the chose to continue the rest of his life a Sith Lord.
Species: Human
He is a human. His mother’s family line dates back as Coruscantain humans as far as it can be traced, however his fathers cannot. Although Fury never expressed any species traits that could have been assumed alien, his fathers line was most definitely the one carrying the force sensitive gene. The question of the name Aralion also adds to this mystery, he never asked his mother about his father but in hindsight he now we he had while he had the chance.
Character Level: 15
At level 15, Fury is quite far in his path of villainy/heroism. He’s achieved and lived through a lot and because of such his skills are a force to be feared. Although he still has far to go before reaching his full potential, he has enough power to compare him up there with the best of them.
Class Level: 3/7/5
He is a level 3 Jedi Guardian, this is because he never fully grasped the basics of being a Jedi before moving on to prestige. Speculation may tell us that this may be why he fell to the darkside in the first place. He’s a level 7 Jedi Weapons Master, this shows that he focused almost completely on combat, forsaking morals for abilities and prowess. He is a level 5 Sith Lord, this shows that he is half way through his path into the dark, he has much behind him and just as much ahead.
Age: 34
His body is 34 standard years; this represents him up until his cryogenic freezing. Taking into account this state of freezing he could be anywhere from 100 to 2000, he hasn’t yet inquired as to his exact age.
Gender: Male/Jurin
He is human and their for fits into one of two gender types; male. However curiously (and not to his knowledge) his fathers race had over 100 hundred genders. Yes there were two distinct groups of male and female, some male groups could only breed with some female groups. Therefore sub-genders were made to accommodate easy partnership. Should he know of his Serease heritage he would most certainly be Jurin.
Height: 6 ft 11
Standing at a colossal 6 ft 11, Fury is extremely tall. Holding in fashion with his tall height he also has a very large build, broad shoulders with a muscular body. Should anyone meet him he would most certainly be very intimidating.
Weight: 210 Kilograms
Most of his weight is not fat, it is muscle, which incidentally weighs more than fat. Although his weight has changed at different points in his life, due to malnutrition and sometimes over eating, his standard weight is generally 210 Kilograms though.
Eyes: Green/Yellow
His eyes are inherently green, not the crude and questionable Green most humans have but a very deep and unmistakable green. However when harbouring deep darkside energy within him, his eyes blend into a macabre and horrific yellow.
Hair: None
He once had a full head of thick blonde hair, however after he graduated as a Jedi Knight he shaved his hair off; keeping wiser and more respectable look. After becoming a Sith he kept the haircut, mainly because it allowed tattoos to be seen but also because he had grown used to it.
Skin: White with black tattoos
His skin is white, even his Serease routed carry the skin colour white, although they also carry black and green. When he fell to the darkside he was encouraged to get tattooed. He has one tattoo on the back of his right shoulder; shaped like an eagle and one across his face shaped in the ancient Sith shape representing fire.
XP: 105,000
With exactly 105,000 experience points, he has a long way to go before reaching level 16.
Male Human Jedi Guardian 3/Jedi Weapons Master 7/Sith Lord 5
Strength: 13 +2
Dexterity: 18 +4
Constitution: 14 +2
Intelligence: 18 +4
Wisdom: 18 +4
Charisma: 15 +2
Initiative Modifier: +4 (Dexterity Modifier)
Defence: 26 (+12 Defence Bonus, +4 Dexterity Modifier) 32 (With Lightsaber Ignited)
Damage Reduction From Armour: Flame Resistant
Speed: 10 Metres
Vitality Points/Wound Points: 132/14
Attack:
Unarmed: +15/+10/+5 (1d3 +2 (Strength Modifier) Damage)
Single Hand Lightsaber: +15/+10/+5 (2d8 +2 (Strength Modifier) Damage)
Two Handed Lightsaber: +15/+10/+5 (2d8 +3 (Strength Modifier) Damage)
Lightsaber, Double Bladed: +20/+20/+20+16/+11 (4d8/4d8 +2 (Strength Modifier) +2 (Weapon Specialization within 10 Metres) Damage)
Rapid Strike (Lightsaber, Double Bladed): +19/+19/+19/+19/+14/+9 (4d8/4d8 +2 (Strength Modifier) +2 (Weapon Specialization within 10 Metres) Damage)
Critical:
Lightsaber: 19-20
Lightsaber, Double Bladed: 16-20 (Ki Critical)
Special Qualities or Class Features: Deflect (Defence +1, Deflect (Attack) –4, Ki Damage, Increase Weapon Damage (Lightsaber, Double Bladed) +2d8, Superior Weapon Focus (Lightsaber, Double Bladed), Ki Critical, Deflect (Extend Defence and Attack), Rapid Strike, Weapon Specialization, Resource Access, Sith Battle Prowess, Sith Secrets, Minions,
Saving Rolls: Fortitude +15, Reflex +13, Willpower +14
Size: Medium
Force Points: 18
Darkside Points: 24
Gear:
Sith Flame Armour (2 kg), Lightsaber (1 kg), Double Edged Lightsaber (2 kg).
*Fury has built his own lightsaber.
Skills:
Knowledge (Sith Lore) +10, Read/Write (Basic, Sith, Zabrak, Durese), Speak (Sith), Tumble +12, Intimidate +18, Diplomacy +5, Listen +5, Spot +5, Bluff +5, Jump +5.
Force Skills:
Inferno +18 +3 (Competence Bonus), Battlemind, Enhance Ability +10, Sith Alchemy +10, Move Object +18, Force Strike +18, Heal Self +10, Force Grip +10.
Inferno is a force power created by Fury. You can draw upon the force to blast a giant wave of flame toward your enemies. It has a 5 metre wide radius.
Check: To make a Inferno check you roll a d20 and add your Inferno skill points to it. For every 5 you get you make a 1d10 for damage.
0-5: Fail
6-10: 1d10
11-15: 2d10
16-20: 3d10
21-25: 4d10
26-30: 5d10
Time: Inferno is a full round action.
Vitality Cost: 10
Feats:
Exotic Weapon Proficiency (Lightsaber), Force Sensitive, Weapon Group Proficiency (Blaster Pistols), Weapon Group Proficiency (Simple Weapons), Weapon Finesse (Lightsaber, Double Bladed), Ambidexterity, Weapon Focus (Lightsaber, Double Bladed), Improved Critical (Lightsaber, Double Bladed), Combat Expertise, Two Weapon Fighting (Lightsaber, Double Bladed), Improved Two Weapon Fighting (Lightsaber, Double Bladed).
Force Feats:
Alter, Control, Sense, Force Mastery, Lightsaber Defence, High Force Mastery, Knight Defence, Master Defence, Dissipate Energy, Skill Emphasis (Inferno).
Biography:
“Don’t make me hurt you,” the first words Fury ever heard, a lasting memory of which he cannot be rid. Fury, as most boys of his race and class on Coruscant lived an early life of poverty and depravation. He lived in the lower levels, a shantytown dubbed Death’s Highway. Him and his mother shared a small hut with a man named Apollo. He adopted them as permanent lodgers not long after Fury’s birth. The world he was born into was a cruel one, very few children lived to see infancy in Death’s Highway; if ease didn’t kill them then starvation almost certainly would.
Deaths Highway
His life (though one of deprivation) was not entirely bad, he helped run a small water vegetation patch in from which he would earn enough food to keep him and his mother alive. As he will constantly recall, his life was not half bad until the bandits came. They were mostly washed up bounty hunters and members of broken gangs but they were sure powerful enough to frighten the small shantytown. Life in the lower levels was never easy, you made your living in one of two ways. The first being to work hard and reap minimal benefits, the second being to oppress those who work hard and deprive them of benefits, the bandit favoured the second. They had a small circle of towns in which they would take resources in exchange for “protection”, whether or not this term was to help their conscience or to merely toy with the poor Fury will never know, however they never showed anything resembling the fairytale image of protection many of the people held.
One day, as all oppressed societies eventually do, they rose up. It wasn’t much of a rebellion; most were armed with primitive club weapons or tianta’s (A water vegetation harvesting tool). It was a brutal fight, the old burned and the young spilt blood. Fury was very young at this age, roughly 10, and he was mostly left to help with the casualties, he knew nothing of medicine or healing so he merely sat beside the dying and comforted with the repeating words “we’re winning.” They did win, and once they had Fury immediately ran to the makeshift battlements to find his Mum. To this day he does not know what happened to her, was she taken and used as a sex slave, was she killed, these thought haunt him always.
Rebellion
With nothing then left he hopped into the ranks of the nearest convoy group. Convoy groups were small groups of people that formed together for travels to the surface. No one would ever travel alone for the simple reason that to get to the surface you had to go through mutant territory. The trip to the surface was (as these trips rarely were) relatively eventless. Unlike the sorrowful and memory-full life he had lived up until that point, the journey was easy, the mutants had been drawn away by a rival gang war and the law enforcement guards stopping people from below entering the upper levels were on strike.
Fury can remember vividly the first time he ever saw real daylight. He had just set foot on the upper levels when out of the distance I giant orb of flame rose above the industry littered landscape. He stared in awe at it, never wanting to look away.
His first view of of Coruscant
The initial novelty of the city soon faded away, as the truth that he was now just as homeless as he was poor set in. The first thing he did was to find a job, after a lot of hard-pressed searching he managed to get hired as a waiter in a small relatively unknown Cantina. The pay wasn’t great, however after his shifts he was aloud to take lodging in the larder. His life continued much the same as this for many years, he never went hungry, a mixture of leftovers and treats were enough to fill him up each day. Incidentally he got one day off a week, this would often be used to explore the city or sometimes even take up a few odd jobs. The most regular of these being to clean the house of an old lady named Leana Losk, a well brought up and beautifully built Senator from Corellia. She would pay him generously and often take him out on walks through the gardens. His life was much similar to this for three years, never straying from the routine he was living until on one fateful day there was a special customer at the Cantina. “May I help you sir,” he said, in the monotone voice he always carried for such phrases. “Just some water please,” said the man, straying his eyes from the data pad he was reading only briefly. Fury had gone to collect the mans order and on his return he found one of the other waiters had upset a Trandoshan customer. “I asked for Juma Juice, not Bantha Poodoo,” he said raising a small whip like weapon. It happened so fast Fury can only just recall it, he had leaped forward, grabbing the whip n mid flight. He wasn’t sure exactly what he was supposed to have done but almost immediately the Jedi grabbed his wrist and pulled him swiftly to one side. “How did you move that fast?” He said, staring intently at Fury. Fury can’t remember his answer very well, it was a mixture of mumbles and frightened squeals. Apparently it had pleased the Jedi, and moments later he was at the counter requesting to speak with the manager.
They all sat down at a table, the manager and the Jedi were discussing in very quick speech, Fury felt very uninvolved, the maxim he had built in the previous 3 years had been “speak when spoken too.” After what seemed like hours the Jedi finally asked him; “so, do you agree?” Fury merely answered “yes,” only having limited knowledge of his fate. Straight away him and the Jedi were leaving the Cantina, the Jedi was carrying Fury’s bags and leading him out and through the streets of Coruscant. After reaching the Jedi’s speeder they zoomed off past the limits of which Fury’s memory could recall, he had never been so far in his life. They landed not long afterward on a small landing platform by the Jedi Temple. The temple itself was the largest structure Fury had ever seen, and it took his breath away.
Jedi Temple
Biography is not complete.
