Zealous Killer
Allan Alhune
| Age | Mid to late 50s |
| Species | Human |
| Gender | Male |
| Height | 5.8ft/1.7M |
| Weight | 147lbs/66.6KG |
| Force Sensitive | Yes |
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Dark skin, long white dreads and white facial hair reflecting his older age, prefers to wear neutral color themed clothing for travel and robes. Right arm is a mechanical prosthetic with no real advanced capabilities besides movement and flexibility. Vibrant violet eyes with a sense of cruelty behind them, the very presence around him brings a sense of disturbance and weariness to those around him, his voice though calm and silvery has an underlying tone of deviancy and emotionlessness.
INVENTORY
Typical robes and travel clothes, white lightsaber though occasionally ignites with a purple edge, also keep a cortosis dagger with him.
PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
Allan Alhune was once a dutiful Jedi with ideals on a better future for the galaxy, a bright young man with natural exceptional talent with the force but was always hungry for knowledge. On his many travels he sought secrets and philosophies learning as much as he could from the galaxy.
During his studies he had come to the conclusion that the best way to bring peace to the galaxy was to wipe out the entirety of the populace that did not follow his strict ideals.
He is a zealous Sith killer believing that anyone who works with the Sith or is born into the Sith families are destined to be ended, no exceptions. The pursuit of this personal mission from him has twisted him into the very thing he hates, though he does not see it that way, twisted by madness and the drive to do “what is necessary”. He owes no allegiances and only follows what he believes is best.
STRENGTHS
Masterful duelist with many forms of melee combat from lightsabers to vibradaggers.
Quick to adapt and learn exotic forms of combat and force abilities leaving his knowledge of force use to be vast and plenty optional.
WEAKNESSES
A slave to madness, he does not see reason.
Emotionally dead and detached, he feels no passion, no love and no remorse. He follows his own flawed will and mission to the letter.
HISTORY
Allan was born and raised on Naboo, from a young age he held exceptional talent with the force and absorbed lessons like a dry sponge yearning for water. Always willing to dedicate his time to classes and learning, during his padawan years he was always in studies, training or meditation. Fasting quickly replaced his diet for the most part as eating was a “waste of time” to distract him from improving himself to be on the Council one day in the future. His master was always proud of him and his accomplishments, praising his abilities and knowledge earning the rank of knight at the age of thirteen.
During his early teens he spent his time on missions and guard detail, protecting even members of the council, receiving private lessons from them learning advanced force and saber techniques.
During his missions he was the go to for directing soldiers and security detail, remembering battle strategies over time, tweaking them to fit different terrain and buildings.
By the time he was eighteen he was well on his way to being a member of the high council, a position promised by his master and certain members.
The High Master though did not see a promising student, he saw obsession with power. He could see the darkness within him spreading from tiny cracks like creeks that flowed to rivers and eventual oceans. The High Master refused his position, shattering Allan’s trust with the Jedi. But he stayed.
He stayed to become a warrior to push back the Sith menace at the time.
During one of his battles he stumbled upon an ancient Sith temple where he was commanded to defend, as it was a sacred place for the Sith, knowing they would pull back to the area.
Whispers of the Councils distrust with him entered his mind and he delved into the temple. His squad did not survive the returning Sith and he was lost within the temple and its collection of forbidden tomes.
The itch to learn and discover crept, and he dug into the knowledge like a starving tick gorging on the blood of an unsuspecting animal.
The temple twisted him, remade him into something else. It showed him the true path to peace.
Allan Alhune was forever changed at the secrets he found, opting to burn the tomes so that only he held their knowledge. Years he spent inside the temple communing with the Force until something answered back.
Allan now wanders the galaxy, serving his new master in hopes to make a better future for the galaxy, either peacefully or by execution.
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