Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 28, 2005 0:55:04 GMT
Name: Darius Lenoth
Aliases: Boss man, Mandalore
Age: 18
Weight: 200 lbs.
Height: just a little over 6'
Eyes: Gray
Skin: Tanned
Homeworld: Mandalore
Appearence: Compared to the standards of his race Darius is what some would call 'Scrawny', but he is in excellant physical condition and his battle insticts make him a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield.
Bio: His family heritage is a mystery to most, but what is known is this. Darius' grandfather was a high-ranking offical who once had relations with a native tatooinian woman who had supposedly died during child birth. She was abandoned by him and the child was sent into an orphange. Years later the boy had grown into a young adult, and soon became a spacer. Alone most of the time he had brilliant piloting skills and usually outran almost anyone...those he didn't usually took him in and he was in and out of prison a lot.
Finally he had gotten out of prison, an old man and nowhere to go...He became the lowest of the low, a space pirate. His travels everntually took him to an uncharted planet named Mandalore where a small group of the men raided a village, ransacking everything and taking the women. He had protested by the fowl underdogs of the deep space overwhelmed him and the man had faught to save as many as he could.
He had managed to get out alive and with one more woman. The argued at first and she tried to escape many times, but fate had drawn them together...and eventually they had fallen in love. A aquired taste, if you will.
Years had past and the two had loved happily together, in the underbrush of Planet Mandalore, until a local patrol had found them. It seemed that the planet was under new management and that a public execution was going to take place. Hopefully not them. They were taken as slaves and lined up along the edges of a small force cage. It was filled to the brim with aliens of all kinds...amazingly they were able to stay together. Slowly but surely two silohetoes of a very well built man were seen coming into the center. It apparently was the offical ruler of the world, Arian A.K.A Mandalore. He was set down, and the two women followed. The ignited a brilliant blue weapon, that the man thought was only used by the force users...strange.
Suddenly a loud burst was heard, followed by a large man and a few troops. He had a metal arm and platinum white hair..And seemed like a walking arsenal. He took out the force cage first, and released the slaves...sending the confinded space into a frenzy. He fought admirally to protect the boy, but as the two escaped they could hear his dieing scream...followed by Arians. The Planet had a new leader...the girls.
Months had past and the two couped with other escapes..forming a resistance. The fought together against roaming patrols and stayed together for survival. And soon the woman found that she was pregnant. Her son was the future leader of the Resistance...and maybe more....She had told him that he was the heir of mandalore, and maybe on day he would reclaim it.
Equipment: Darius carries a old aedifico assasin pistol that his father used, and a small vibroblade. He is extemely proficient in both hand-to-hand combat as well as fire-fighting, but is abnormally great in melee combat.
Mandalore armour:
Aliases: Boss man, Mandalore
Age: 18
Weight: 200 lbs.
Height: just a little over 6'
Eyes: Gray
Skin: Tanned
Homeworld: Mandalore
Appearence: Compared to the standards of his race Darius is what some would call 'Scrawny', but he is in excellant physical condition and his battle insticts make him a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield.
Bio: His family heritage is a mystery to most, but what is known is this. Darius' grandfather was a high-ranking offical who once had relations with a native tatooinian woman who had supposedly died during child birth. She was abandoned by him and the child was sent into an orphange. Years later the boy had grown into a young adult, and soon became a spacer. Alone most of the time he had brilliant piloting skills and usually outran almost anyone...those he didn't usually took him in and he was in and out of prison a lot.
Finally he had gotten out of prison, an old man and nowhere to go...He became the lowest of the low, a space pirate. His travels everntually took him to an uncharted planet named Mandalore where a small group of the men raided a village, ransacking everything and taking the women. He had protested by the fowl underdogs of the deep space overwhelmed him and the man had faught to save as many as he could.
He had managed to get out alive and with one more woman. The argued at first and she tried to escape many times, but fate had drawn them together...and eventually they had fallen in love. A aquired taste, if you will.
Years had past and the two had loved happily together, in the underbrush of Planet Mandalore, until a local patrol had found them. It seemed that the planet was under new management and that a public execution was going to take place. Hopefully not them. They were taken as slaves and lined up along the edges of a small force cage. It was filled to the brim with aliens of all kinds...amazingly they were able to stay together. Slowly but surely two silohetoes of a very well built man were seen coming into the center. It apparently was the offical ruler of the world, Arian A.K.A Mandalore. He was set down, and the two women followed. The ignited a brilliant blue weapon, that the man thought was only used by the force users...strange.
Suddenly a loud burst was heard, followed by a large man and a few troops. He had a metal arm and platinum white hair..And seemed like a walking arsenal. He took out the force cage first, and released the slaves...sending the confinded space into a frenzy. He fought admirally to protect the boy, but as the two escaped they could hear his dieing scream...followed by Arians. The Planet had a new leader...the girls.
Months had past and the two couped with other escapes..forming a resistance. The fought together against roaming patrols and stayed together for survival. And soon the woman found that she was pregnant. Her son was the future leader of the Resistance...and maybe more....She had told him that he was the heir of mandalore, and maybe on day he would reclaim it.
Equipment: Darius carries a old aedifico assasin pistol that his father used, and a small vibroblade. He is extemely proficient in both hand-to-hand combat as well as fire-fighting, but is abnormally great in melee combat.
Mandalore armour:
, and i mean it seriosly
