Demias Shamalain
I'm Gonna Wreck It
NAME: Demias Shamalain, AKA Qrow, AKA Mos Mortis, AKA Darth Vega, AKA Demi
FACTION: Unaffiliated
RANK: Lord of Space Dust
SPECIES: Perceived Human
AGE: Adultish
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'3''
WEIGHT: 180lbs
EYES: Naturally blue, corrupted piss yellow
HAIR: Naturally black, corrupted white at the front and spreading
SKIN: Naturally tanned, corrupted dull gray
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Tallish, broad shoulders, charming, gets his good looks from his father.
BIOGRAPHY:
He invested his time into learning everything he could, and then used that knowledge to break anything and everything powerful he could get his hands on. This resulted in a lot of pain, betrayal, blood, sweat, tears, and likely more than a few pairs of soiled pants (not that he would admit to this). Demias managed to do what very few in the galaxy could: deeply, truly, and royally piss off Dissero Shamalain. He has been put in time-out at the far end of the galaxy until he learns his lesson.
SHIP:
Whatever he can steal.

FACTION: Unaffiliated
RANK: Lord of Space Dust
SPECIES: Perceived Human
AGE: Adultish
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'3''
WEIGHT: 180lbs
EYES: Naturally blue, corrupted piss yellow
HAIR: Naturally black, corrupted white at the front and spreading
SKIN: Naturally tanned, corrupted dull gray
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
- Strong, limber, will leap before he looks a majority of the time.
- Deeply integrated into a broad spectrum of esoteric Force principles, knowledge, techniques, and powers. Leans Darkside.
- Keen sense of technology, naturally adept at learning how to use it, how it works, how to dismantle it - this sense and ability spills readily into his understanding of the Force as well
- Cannot fix or craft anything to save his life. Can make a good sandwich.
- Exceptional pilot, above average shot. Shite with a lightsaber - has made one, will fake it.
- Corrupted by powers far beyond his scope at an age far too young, has made him foolhardy against present-day threats - has not yet learned how to pick his battles
- Ladies-man.
- Has the uncanny ability to either charm or piss people off - presently targeted by various organizations and peoples of note for slights and offenses he will deny, but also friends with random others in high places. He likes to keep things spicy.
- A great liar, the best really. Ask his mom.
Tallish, broad shoulders, charming, gets his good looks from his father.
BIOGRAPHY:
- Mother: Verie Lacroix Shamalain
- Father: Dissero Shamalain
- Older Brother: Gabriel Lethe
- Older Sister: Magdalena Lethe
- Older Sister: Saelia Shamalain
- Paternal Grandmother: Lorelei Darke (Silencia Shamalain), deceased
- Maternal Grandmother: Avadreia Lacroix deceased
- Aunt: Amorella Shamalain, deceased
- Aunt: Cerusia Shamalain
- Uncle: Arathul Shamalain
- Uncle: Gabriel Sionoma (via marriage to Cerusia)
- Cousin: Rune Shamalain
- Cousin: Quietus (Desdemona Shamalain)
- Cousin-in-law?: Aver Brand (via marriage to Quietus)
- Second Cousin: Blackthorne (Dahldesa Shamalain)
- Second Cousin: Greyhide (Eordahn Shamalain)
- Second Cousin: Soliael Talith (thus linking to the Talith dynasty of Kira Talith, Micah Talith, Kaili Talith, Aela Talith...)
He invested his time into learning everything he could, and then used that knowledge to break anything and everything powerful he could get his hands on. This resulted in a lot of pain, betrayal, blood, sweat, tears, and likely more than a few pairs of soiled pants (not that he would admit to this). Demias managed to do what very few in the galaxy could: deeply, truly, and royally piss off Dissero Shamalain. He has been put in time-out at the far end of the galaxy until he learns his lesson.
SHIP:
Whatever he can steal.
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