Christoph Kudmol Voytger
Character
General Info
NAME: Christoph Kudmol Voytger
FACTION: The Sith Empire
RANK:Legionnaire
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 20
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 179cm
WEIGHT: 90kilos
EYES: Hazel
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Dark
FORCE SENSITIVE: Probably not
APPEARANCE: Resplendent in his standard issue legionnaire armor. Christoph stands proud in and tall as another faceless cog in the Sith Imperial War Machine. He would have it no other way, for advancing the rule of the Rightful Master's of the Galaxy is the duty of those humble and willing to serve faceless.
Biography
Born on a backwater planet as the fifth son in a servital family for the Sepulchral Priesthood. Christoph was sired by his father Victor Tuhin Voytger and his mother Wilhelmina Kavdis Voytger. A loveless and practical marriage arranged by the Priesthood of Purgia of The Red Gate. Made only to contribute children to give to the cause of the Sith Empire and its machinations, as Christoph's parents were but servants to the Sith Priests. Faithful devoted servants who would without second thought kill to purge the unclean and weak from the ranks of Sith society. Who would give their lives in defence of their Sith masters with no hesitation. For to die in the service of the Sith is the greatest honor one can achieve.
This is the world that Christoph was born into. A world of fanaticism, prayer, violence, and faith. To him the teaching of the Red Gate was as natural as gravity and breathing. It was all he had ever known as he and his family had served the Sith faithfully. All he had ever wanted and desired was to be like the exalted ones serving the Sith Priests in their rituals and sermons. To be a servant devoted to the priesthood. From childhood to his teen years, Christoph spent his life dedicated to one day joining the ranks of the servants destined to please the priesthood and learning from his parents who were esteemed servants of the local Sith Priest.
Yet life and destiny are cruel mistresses. Despite knowing litanies, prayers, ritual aide, and a willingness to be a human sacrifice if need be. Christoph was rejected by the Priesthood. A simple denial that had shattered his world. No reason was given, no fault that could be named, a simple no. Left wondering and pining for an answer as to what his failure was. Christoph lamented, drowning in hatred and rage for the better part of a year.
If he could not serve the religious arms and branches of the Sith. He would die for his failures. Yet he would not die a selfish death of a coward cold and alone with a blaster on one hand a note pinned to his chest. No, he would die in service to the Empire. Upon the battlefield enforcing the will and power of his Empress glory to her name. Glory to she who gives us purpose. Glory to the Sith. Christoph would die a Legionnaire. Shipping out and completing his training. Christoph now stands a grown man with a blaster in hand and his brethren at his side ready to die and become one with the Dark Side. To give his life for the Sith. For only in death does duty end.
NAME: Christoph Kudmol Voytger
FACTION: The Sith Empire
RANK:Legionnaire
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 20
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 179cm
WEIGHT: 90kilos
EYES: Hazel
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Dark
FORCE SENSITIVE: Probably not
APPEARANCE: Resplendent in his standard issue legionnaire armor. Christoph stands proud in and tall as another faceless cog in the Sith Imperial War Machine. He would have it no other way, for advancing the rule of the Rightful Master's of the Galaxy is the duty of those humble and willing to serve faceless.
Biography
Born on a backwater planet as the fifth son in a servital family for the Sepulchral Priesthood. Christoph was sired by his father Victor Tuhin Voytger and his mother Wilhelmina Kavdis Voytger. A loveless and practical marriage arranged by the Priesthood of Purgia of The Red Gate. Made only to contribute children to give to the cause of the Sith Empire and its machinations, as Christoph's parents were but servants to the Sith Priests. Faithful devoted servants who would without second thought kill to purge the unclean and weak from the ranks of Sith society. Who would give their lives in defence of their Sith masters with no hesitation. For to die in the service of the Sith is the greatest honor one can achieve.
This is the world that Christoph was born into. A world of fanaticism, prayer, violence, and faith. To him the teaching of the Red Gate was as natural as gravity and breathing. It was all he had ever known as he and his family had served the Sith faithfully. All he had ever wanted and desired was to be like the exalted ones serving the Sith Priests in their rituals and sermons. To be a servant devoted to the priesthood. From childhood to his teen years, Christoph spent his life dedicated to one day joining the ranks of the servants destined to please the priesthood and learning from his parents who were esteemed servants of the local Sith Priest.
Yet life and destiny are cruel mistresses. Despite knowing litanies, prayers, ritual aide, and a willingness to be a human sacrifice if need be. Christoph was rejected by the Priesthood. A simple denial that had shattered his world. No reason was given, no fault that could be named, a simple no. Left wondering and pining for an answer as to what his failure was. Christoph lamented, drowning in hatred and rage for the better part of a year.
If he could not serve the religious arms and branches of the Sith. He would die for his failures. Yet he would not die a selfish death of a coward cold and alone with a blaster on one hand a note pinned to his chest. No, he would die in service to the Empire. Upon the battlefield enforcing the will and power of his Empress glory to her name. Glory to she who gives us purpose. Glory to the Sith. Christoph would die a Legionnaire. Shipping out and completing his training. Christoph now stands a grown man with a blaster in hand and his brethren at his side ready to die and become one with the Dark Side. To give his life for the Sith. For only in death does duty end.
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