Social Information
Name: Falcon Rekali, né Gyndar
Alias(es): N/A
Title(s): N/A
Birthworld: Unknown
Homeworld: Corellia
Current Locale: Unknown
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Gender: Masculine
Marital Status: Married...?
Force Sensitive: Yes
Force Rank: Witch Elder
Force Alignment: Dark
Physical Information
Species: Human
Sex: Male
Age: Middle-Aged (40+)
Height: 6'2" (188 cm)
Weight: 198 lbs (89.8 kg)
Eye Colour: Hazel
Hair Colour: Dark Brown
Skin Pigmentation: Lightly Tanned
Affiliations
Clan Rekali
Clan Shardrock
Relationships
Platonic:
TBD
Romantic/Sexual:
Aaralyn Rekali [Wife]
Familial:
Strider Garon [Biological Father][Formerly Deceased]
Aaralyn Rekali [Wife][Formerly Deceased]
Ember Rekali [Father-in-Law][Deceased]
Mira Rekali [Daughter]
Aton Rekali [Son]
Rhyen Rekali [Son]
Alec Rekali [Niece]
Caspian Rekali [Nephew]
Emberlyn Rekali [Granddaughter]
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STRENGTHS:
Despite his many years of working alone as an agent and tool of assassination, murder, and torture, Falcon is a decent leader, though he prefers to remain out of the spotlight and away from the centre of attention. He is a keen problem-solver and man with a commanding presence, who just as easily can fade into the background and slip out with the shadows. He is where he wants to be when he wants to be there and decidedly absent when there is no wish to be around.
Falcon is a warrior, a soldier, beneath the layers. He is a master marksman, fencer and swordsman, as well as being skilled in unarmed combat. He is trained and excellently proficient in stealth, sans the aid of any Force abilities and is knowledgeable of the many ways to manipulate, damage, incapacitate or destroy another being without resorting to those same intangible abilities. Most every skill he has is one he has used, at least once. In addition, he has exposure-built resistance to many poisons and drugs.
Falcon possesses the ability to speak several languages outside of his native Basic, with more than passable proficiency and a smattering of knowledge in others outside of this. He has been caught at speaking Cheunh, for example, to a more than passable level.
WEAKNESSES:
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Children - Falcon has always wanted a family, children of his own, whether of his own blood or not. Encounters with the children of some targets, whether they saw him or not, left an impression on his soul. One encounter with child soldiers was of particular difficulty for him to a degree, as he was one himself, at first.
Nightmares - Falcon did not escape the demands of his past without some effect on his psyche. Sometimes the beings he was made to kill, the memory of the jobs in all their detail, haunt him in his slumber - worse still, when the images of children of these targets appear to sling condemnation upon him.
Permanent Injury - Falcon did not get away with the murder of his handlers unscathed, suffering a damaging stab wound to his left shoulder, and other damage to the same elbow, requiring surgery and rehabilitation. While it did not remove the functionality of that arm, it has made the full range of motion of that arm something of an issue. He has refused the suggestion of the healing powers of the Force to restore the full functionality of his arm, with an excuse instead of the real reason - that it serves to remind him of what he was and why he left.
Nightmares - Falcon did not escape the demands of his past without some effect on his psyche. Sometimes the beings he was made to kill, the memory of the jobs in all their detail, haunt him in his slumber - worse still, when the images of children of these targets appear to sling condemnation upon him.
Permanent Injury - Falcon did not get away with the murder of his handlers unscathed, suffering a damaging stab wound to his left shoulder, and other damage to the same elbow, requiring surgery and rehabilitation. While it did not remove the functionality of that arm, it has made the full range of motion of that arm something of an issue. He has refused the suggestion of the healing powers of the Force to restore the full functionality of his arm, with an excuse instead of the real reason - that it serves to remind him of what he was and why he left.
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APPEARANCE:In need of updating...
Falcon sports an athletic build, handsome features and decent posture. Tall, broad of shoulder, clothed neatly and tidily, but not expensively. Infrequently clean-shaven, and of calm composure. Falcon is a man with a past that he does not speak of, and it influences the way he carries himself - closed off, everything buried beneath well-constructed layers of the man that presents to the world, publicly and privately.
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PERSONALITY:
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Falcon is polite, tactful, respectful and skilled in social evasions, capable of steering the conversation in a direction most benefitting his wish to remain out of range of undesirable subjects, such as his past. He has enough control of himself to not show what he is thinking or feeling in his expressions and actions and certainly does not wear his heart on his sleeve. While Mr. Rekali has a thorough dislike for dishonesty, when caught in a corner where he might have to speak of his past, he has the fleshed out story of his life integrated into normal society, which while mostly true, has elements that were falsified out of necessity.
He spends a great deal of time alone at the end of the day, preferring to enjoy a glass of scotch in silence and take in a book. This is part avoidance of the company of others who are, more often than not, curious and ask far too many questions and part habit from his pre-academic life that he may never be able to permanently escape in his psyche.
He spends a great deal of time alone at the end of the day, preferring to enjoy a glass of scotch in silence and take in a book. This is part avoidance of the company of others who are, more often than not, curious and ask far too many questions and part habit from his pre-academic life that he may never be able to permanently escape in his psyche.
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BIOGRAPHY:
There is little of his parents that Falcon recalled, having been seized by a secretive, brutal soldier program at the age of four, upon realisation of his latent abilities in the Force, after which point he did not officially exist. He was made to resist many poisons and effects of drugs through exposure, trained to fight with body, weaponry, and mind, and made to realise some of the basic uses of his Force-able psyche, experimenting through trial and error. Trained in the ways of torture of other beings, and more besides. Made into a soldier that could work alone, integrate himself into society, and take out designated targets, Falcon was made to know several languages, and be a quick study of others, other cultures, and so on.
The matter of integration into society lead him to live a seemingly normal, yet double life. He attained an education built of business, then in a strange shift moved to archaeology and anthropology, dead languages, cults, academic studies of the Force, Jedi, Sith… anything that piqued his interest and pulled him in this direction or that direction. Eventually he managed to leave the life of a secret soldier behind, though the parting was hardly civil, resulting in the death of his handlers. He walked away, and buried that life, throwing himself into the life that was emerging for him as a scholar.
Falcon participated in digs and in-depth studies of various cultures, and chased varied academic interests, and was a Professor (primarily of anthropology) at the University of Corellia. He was likely writing a book, and slowly working towards his doctorate… but even the best laid plans, as the saying goes. Eventually his past caught up with him, and before the University was aware, he left. It was clear this life would never leave him alone, so he made the choice to embrace it in a way that still held true to the man he had become. He made his way to Mandalorian space.
Along the way, he got sidetracked by his knowledge of history, en-route to Mandalore: while moving through the Transitory Mists, he felt drawn to Shedu Maad, where he found half of a trinket, that would pull him further off-course, to Myrkr, and would lead to his ownership of one of only two of the Lonesome Gun. This was where he met the woman who became his wife, which he would later realise seemed oddly orchestrated by the Force. Aaralyn Rekali was a strong Jedi, the Sword of the Jedi no less, and would bear him three children; when finding his clan and in turn meeting the widely seed-sowing man who was his biological father, when spending time with them felt increasingly at odds with his being, when Aaralyn gave him an ultimatum threatening his marriage, he left the distance the full life of a Mandalorian put between them, behind, and he threw his lot in fully with the clan of Aaralyn's father, taking on the name 'Rekali'.
It was in this way that his introduction to Dathomiri magick began, under the guidance of his wife's father, Ember, among others, a thing that would further alter his path, when, in opposing Republic forces, the so-called bastion of Light murdered one of its own: his wife. This marked the start of his descent into the dark, that would later be further driven by the death of his father-in-law, whom he greatly respected and followed. And when the clans changed, when after the bombing of Manda'yaim, when anti-force-user sentiment came to a boiling point and went after his eldest child, Mira, severing her from his senses, he found more to be bitter and angered about.
It would be a number of years before this abated, and by then he was in a marked depression, subset by the struggle to not just walk through the Warlock Gate and give up his life. After everything, he went back to academia, when he could find no other purpose, and mostly picked up where he left off, but he was far from the 'Professor Gyndar' the students used to be so fond of, years before. He was a shell of a man, floating by on routine, only buoyed by the knowledge that his children still lived, and that one had given him a granddaughter, Emberlyn, that he had yet to meet.
Until he found her abandoned on his doorstep, a mere day after his return from seeing the Aurora of Vandor due to the belief that the veil thinned at such events - a belief that accumulated some truth, when his wife appeared, seemingly out of nowhere, unconscious in the snow of the mountain. With a complex stew of emotions at becoming a parent, and the flesh-and-blood presence of the one woman who was and always would be his everything, whose death he had grieved and had never truly gotten pased, and the severe depression with which he wrestled, the course of his life had changed once again...
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SHIP
The 'Postcognitor' - CEC YTA-2150 Light Freighter
WEAPONS:
1 x Lonesome Gun
2 x Sword(s) - Noctem Erinys, Clan Rekali Witchsword
4 x Lightsabers - His own, plus the 3rd lightsaber of Obi-Wan Kenobi, and his late wife's pair of lightsabers
Miscellaneous daggers
OTHER BELONGINGS:
2 x Suits of Armour - His own, in beskar, and his late wife's armour
1 x Witchmaster Expiditionary Gear
1 x Pendant of the Singing Mountain
1 x Totem of the Unfamiliar
1 x Talisman of the Dream-Singer
1 x Aaralyn Rekali Figurine
KILLS:
No PC kills.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None.
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