Post by Veran on Oct 29, 2005 3:33:32 GMT
Name : Ranka Darkbroode
Known as : The Deadly Shadow
Gender : Male
Age : Unknown
Family : All dead
Faction : None
Species : Dematri/Unknown
Birthplace : Saitarius II
Hair Color : White
Eye Color : Emerald
Known as : The Deadly Shadow
Gender : Male
Age : Unknown
Family : All dead
Faction : None
Species : Dematri/Unknown
Birthplace : Saitarius II
Hair Color : White
Eye Color : Emerald
Background : Little to nothing is known about this enigmatic individual, beside the facts that he has been rumored to live amongs the Shadourians shortly after the end of the great sith war decades ago, leaving behind him nothing but an even darker past... Having earned the reputation of the Deadly Shadow amongs the Shadourians even though he never truly became a part of their very own order, everytime the echoes of the darkside reaching the peacefull planet being silenced with the return from his every short and unexplained departures... Although atuned of an unaturaly quiet personality and being ever so silent about his past even the shadows built around him could not hide his Dematrian origins amongs the well instructed people the only mystery being his emerald eyes impragnated of their very own luminessance, acting almost as green mirrors to the ambient light, and yet... holding an aura to them that gave away much of the wisdom he aquired through many years of learning beside his young features.
Another recognizable aspect being his unique attirement of red overcoats and weaponry... Two handguns and an oriental blade made of an extremly durable material as well as it being one which exeeded any possible calculations in mass and physics concerning its dangerously heavy weight...
Never having been actualy challenged, nothing is known towards his skills of weilding his odd weapons and possibly the force... It being completly invisible to the Shadourians vision of ones aura throughout the force. An impossibility...
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"The extinction of the greater darkness finaly brought the quest of my ancestors to its respectfull end... And so their soul shall earn its well deserved rest into the higher planes... My vow to the Nem'vaah completed, our goal has been accomplished and so, their knowledge nessessary to achieving it shall thus remain in the souls of those who have priviledged from it. They're knowledge bound to die with them at the end of this era...
Yet my reason to live done, my body finds no rest... My persisting existance only meaning there is still much left for me to do in this universe before I depart to join my love in the heavens or let it be, that the last of both the Dematri's and Nem'vaah's last renmant finds some peace until the accomplishment of my undeniable fate...
I depart to my friends world to leave the Nem'vaah order to writte its last lines in the history books and so, leave a tortured past behind to look out for a bright future.
To play my role as a shadow from the past, remembering what others forget through the flow of time...
Beleive me, there will be alot more... In a earby future...
