AMCO
I'm Sorry Dave
Tik is Akuyi buti antai tiesa Midwan, tiesa Azinimas. Visa kitur buti kad sunya negu tave Asimi.
«Only in the Force is there true Power, true Knowledge. All else is but dust before the Storm.»
Full Name: Adrian Terassi Vandiir
Homeworld: Corellia
Faction: The Sith Empire
Rank: Knight
Age: 24 GSY
Species: Human
Sex: Male
Height: 1.96 m
Build: Lean
Eyes: Dark Blue
Hair: Black
Skin: Caucasian
Force Rank: Knight
Force Alignment: Dark Side
Alignment: True Neutral / Lawful Evil
Social Information:
Associates:
- Family:
- Kader Vandiir (Father)
- Marrea Terassi (Mother)
- Desric Terassi Vandiir (Younger Brother)
- Frelon Terassi (Grandfather)
- Lilisa Terassi (Grandmother)
- Brotherhood of the Sith:
- [Temporal Anomaly Detected] (Master)
- Aren D'Shade (Apprentice)
- Knight of the Sith
- Inquisitor of the Saaraishash
- Prophet of the Jen'Vi'Kas
- Honourary Mystic of the Voss
- Executive Director of Vandiir Consolidated Holdings
- Archon of the Primyn Group
- Imperial Champion (First Sith-Imperial Tournament)
Traits:
- Smug Intellectual: Intensely proud of his intellect, strength of will, and extensive knowledge, Adrian is unfailingly confident in the his cognitive abilities and utterly contemptuous of those he perceives as brutish, stupid, or uneducated.
- Dedicated Arcanist: Possessing extensive knowledge of Sorcery and Alchemy alike, Adrian is determined to understand and manipulate reality itself, to the point where he is openly contemptuous of those who seek to maintain a so-called natural order.
- Egotistical Utilitarianism: The galaxy is filled with paragons of philosophical integrity and devious hypocrites, but Adrian is neither. Pragmatic to the core, he strives to make the galaxy a better place, in accordance to his own ideals and his own ideals alone, while simultaneously displaying a willingness to coldly abandon such pursuits without a moments hesitation should his own or his allies' needs weigh heavier in the moment.
- Hedonist: Some people practice moderation, some feel bad lavishing in the most egregious of luxuries while others starve. Adrian... is not one of those people. Whether it be custom-made yachts, luxurious residences, or lengthy vacations on Zeltros, Adrian is never one to shirk away from investing in the finer things in life. After all, power without pleasure leaves little to envy, just look at the Jedi.
- Arm of the Forceweaver: While typically visually indistinguishable from a that of a baseline human, Adrian's right arm is in fact a strange product of Sith Science made to enhance his control over the Force. Inherently linked to the Dark Side and spawned from strange sorceries and avant-garde Alchemy, it sports a unnervingly unnatural presence all of its own, and appears to be semi-fluid in its true form.
- Tsudakyr: Amongst the numerous "wonders" to have emerged from Vandiir's labs (only some of which were stable enough to survive, let alone reproduce), the Tsudakyr are by far his favourite. Eccentrically logical beings deprived of most emotions yet gifted with immense intellect, these biological computers can be found bolstering the vast fleets of the Sith Empire, engaged in endless debate in (literal) think-tanks, and of course serving their lord and creator in a thousand different ways.
- Ta'Arana: Winged "Angels" forever encased in thick durasteel, the Ta'Arana, or Iron Angels, are in fact the gruesome amalgamation of a dozen different species, too twisted to survive without life-support, yet capable of immense feats of martial prowess, especially given their racial memory, which is propagated through asexual reproduction akin to cloning.
- Amalgafiend: Horrid mounds of repurposed "biomass" endowed with unnatural life, the Amalgafiends were Vandiir's first true creations. Though born of failure, they have their uses... waste not, want not.
Born to a union of Corellian new money and Serennian nobility, Adrian was taught from an early age that he was destined to rise above the common rabble. While loving parents to their oldest child, the pair did little to shield the young boy from the harshness of the Galaxy. While some would consider this harsh parenting, it certainly came in handy when tragedy struck during his late preteen years; with the decimation of Corellia, he lost most of his paternal family, hardening his young heart towards the suffering of strangers. After all, what did millions of lives matter to a young boy when his own beloved family was lost?
After this, the time of travelling the Galaxy with his parents came to an end. Moving to Serenno, the young boy closed himself off from all but those closest to him, though over the years he would open up once more, though a certain level of emotional distance would never quite leave him, the suffering of others never quite making the same impression on him. Attending a top-tier Academy for the planet's best, brightest, and most well-connected, he made plenty of connections and was faced with a promising future on the aristocratic world, though a misadventure to Nal Hutta would take him down a dark path few ever leave.
His great potential in the Force uncovered by a travelling Sith Knight, the young man was brought to the Sith Academy on Bastion, where he underwent a series of gruelling trials. Throughout it all, he maintained the cheerfulness and sense of superiority he had developed after getting over the loss of so many of those closest to him, though deep down, some of what he had seen humbled him. The power of Sith, true Sith, was astounding, it was glorious, it was enticing. No longer content to amass mere earthly power, the young man became obsessed with the mysteries of the Force, his already twisted sense of right and wrong quickly giving way to overwhelming curiosity and the desire for Power that defines so many of those who embrace the Dark.
From the fields of war to the temples of the Jedi, the young Acolyte sought out and acquired new knowledge and honed new skills. He was beaten, maimed, and outmanoeuvred, but every mistake was a lesson. Every failure, one he would make sure not to repeat. Where others honed their physical prowess and mastered the lightsaber, he sought out the occult, the dark secrets on how to twist reality itself to his every whim. Through trial and error, and the teachings of older Sith and ancient holocrons alike, the young man came to exceed by far most of his fellow Acolytes in his mastery of these twisted "sciences", which eventually earned him the recognition needed to take his place amongst the Knights of the Sith. His work, however, had only just begun, for he understood what most never would: The secret to progress lay not war, nor in diplomacy, nor even in the bleeding edge of science, not truly, but rather in the reshaping of life itself through the power of the Dark Side. Life was flawed, but he could fix it.
NB! Out of date, please refer to the new bio.
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