Architect of the Avatars
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NAME: Atsidim, the Iron-Handed
FACTION: Brotherhood of the Maw
RANK: Shipbuilder, Artificer.
SPECIES: Dwarf
AGE: 65.
SEX: male
HEIGHT: 1.2m.
WEIGHT: 180kg.
EYES: One white (blinded) one Red (Dark Side Corrupted).
HAIR: Pale.
SKIN: Pale.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTHS
Midget Fury. Atsidim is always craving to prove himself, oftentimes becoming very brutally direct to achieve that.
Architect of Hell. His creations have been serving the Brotherhood's War Machine as some of the finest designs, not hesitating to build innovative ships or starfighter designs, while he would agree in making prototype weapons, armours, or vehicles, should the right pay is reached....
Honorable. He always speaks the truth
WEAKNESSES
Tinny. Being a Dwarf makes him stand out by any surrounding crowd. Or well... Under it...
Always Pissed. His hot-blooded nature and the Dark Side taking a toll on him causes Atsidim to be very easily angered or even bursting into violence.
Hardly a Sith. Although Force Sensitive, his powers in the Dark Side have ended up being a fuel to his wicked creations, rather than a weapon of war.
APPEARANCE:
Small, strong-built with his muscles being turned into stone by working the welding and the iron for a lifetime, Atsidim is always wearing rugged clothes and smoking a cigar, while he either works in the Brotherhood's laboratories, or designing new weapons of war...
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Atsidim was born a failure. Suffering from Nanism, the level of bullying and brutality he faced in a young age was beyond words. Eventually, after almost two decades of suffering, Atsidim broke. According to the word of tongue around him, they say that strange voices were guiding him. More and more the whispers of madness guided his motions as he built his first creations. Fueled by raw hatred at this point, a small radio became a holo; a holo became a vibrowknife; A vibrowknife became a gas grenade and that became a massacre of a whole school class in broad daylight. 32 students and 3 teachers. It was mere days before the authorities capture Atsidim and throw him in prison. It was at that point in his life, Asidim suddenly rose. Although many believed he would be left for dead in such a place, the young dwarf turned violent and very innovative. The first time he ended one of his inmates was with a soap-built knuckler, with paper spikes adjusted on it. The prison guards never managed to identify him as the killer.
Seven years were spent in the prison. Seven years of exposure into violence, with Atsidim increasingly realizing the taint of the Dark Side upon him. It was then, when a corsair assault on the planet changed everything;
The corsair assault was severe, breaking apart the planetary infrastructure. A warband of the raiders eventually find themselves breaking in the prison. Most of the guards were killed, as a riot broke out as soon as the orbital bombardment begun. When the Athysian troops went into the prison, Atsidim was one of the guard-killers. Seeing potential in them, as well as need of replenishing the troops lost... It was this, what brought Atsidim onboard the Athysian corsair ships...
Atsidim didn't take long to rise among his crewmates; The voices kept guiding him as he learned more and more about technology, normal as well as arcane-infused too.
The years spent onboard corsair warships will only further increase his ability of forging and creating. Several of the ships he served onboard shall be enhanced and modified based on his designs. His life seemed to have taken shape. Alas; There would be one more twist which not even him would see coming...
During a raid in Chiss space, the ship Atsidim will be onboard will be heavily wounded by the defender warships, resulting with the corsairs fleeing in hyperspace. The hyperdrive, due to a fire in the engine room, collapses, throwing the ship mid-route, in unknown territory. There, it will be crash-landed on a distant moon with most of the crew wounded or dead due to the crash. Atsidim will remain for long there, with little to no resources to work his way out. The voices in his head shall grow ever deafening, making him enter a wild fury that will result with him killing two of the remaining crew members in a dispute.
That will be the point, when Mawite marauder ships reach the moon and discover the wreckage. Atsidim almost dead, starved, while the rest of the crew cannibalized. The marauders choose to scavenge all they can from the wreck and pick Atsidim up, offering him a place among them, in exchange for his service as engineer. Atsidim, ofcourse, agreed.
Ever since, decades ago, Atsidim will become a renown artificer and engineer of the Brotherhood, being the designer of several warship, starfighter, weapon and vehicle designs.. Gifted in the art of creating war engines, the grim voices in his head shall keep guiding his pen to this darkest craft...
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SHIP:
None as of yet
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KILLS:
Not as of Yet
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
Not as of Yet