Fenn Drayen
Character
NAME: Fenn Drayen
FACTION: None
RANK: None
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 26
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'0
WEIGHT: 175
EYES: green
HAIR: Blonde
SKIN: White
FORCE SENSITIVE: Very little sensitivity
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Strengths:
- Extremely talented blades man
- agile and precise in his movements
- resists force user attempts at effecting his mind
Weaknesses:
- other than putting walls up in his head to resist force persuasion, hes extremely limited in his ability to ward of other force attacks (lightning/push etc)
- has the demeanor of an angry child. Extremely irritable and quick to action.
- has no solution to problems other than cutting them down. (I.E. has no tech or lock skills)
APPEARANCE:
Narrow face, no facial hear. His hair is about to the length of his forehead, combed back from his helmet. No noticeable scars or tattoos.
BIOGRAPHY:
Fenn began as a padawan on Coruscant, admitted to such a place by his wealthy parents who had dreams of bragging rights from their jedi son. Apon arrival to the facility (and his parents departure) Fenn soon realized that he was the runt of the litter. His force sensitivity was petty, only being able to manipulate small objects and only with great effort. His master recognized this, yet never gave up trying to further the younglings training. Years went by and all of them to no avail. Fenn seemed helpless.
His fellow students also began to recognize the inability, making him a target of rumors and snickering. Such social detachment kept Fenn from ever developing a stable emotional standing. Jokes of all kinds were played on him as a child, ending in him giving bloody noses to his peers, as well as training lightsaber burns. As the years went by, his other students moved on to being knights, yet his suffering with force training never prevailed, and he was held back to further it as such. Feeling alone and alienated, he began to train no longer in the force, but in bladesmanship. Through the course of 9 years he practiced day by day with people and droids alike in sparring with lightsabers. It was often acknowledged by his master that Fenn needed more flow and less ferocity in his blade work.
So the padawan began to learn both. His lightsaber weaved through the air, deflecting anything that he could, striking in the most important spots on his adversaries. Fenn was no longer a runt, he was a titan.
Not even his own master could prevail in a spar with the padawan, and that lead to fear. Fear of the beast they had created.
So they alienated him more.
Fenn was confined into his dorm and the mess hall, no longer able to practice with his saber and cut off from lessons with his master. The jedi counsel described these actions as temporary, until they could find a better use for him.
When an animal is trapped, they begin to get more and more desperate to escape. Fenns escape came from a visitor to Coruscant, one who spoke of a mighty battle between droids and men, troopers and jedi. The talk was forbidden among the padawans and knights, yet Fenn was enthralled in the mans words. He offered Fenn a deal: leave the jedi academy, strike down those who appose you, and you may join in this battle.
So Fenn did so, stealing a lightsaber from his master, and using it to threaten his old fellow students. None of them dared to intervene Fenn when he had a real lightsaber, they knew his potential. The reast was easy, reach the spaceport, and leave that planet.
Fenn found himself immidiately in a battlefield on a distant planet, cutting down warriors of the sith and jedi left and right, supporting rebellions and dictatorships alike. Wars and battles from all over the galaxy quenched Fenns thirst.
But the Jedi are not ones to let such behavior go unnoticed, and Fenn was still a threat. Being exiled from the order, Justices and Consulars tracked Fenn down wherever he went, only to be cut down or maimed. Fenn was forced to fall to populated planets and cities, adopting a suit of mobile yet disguising armor.
This is where Fenns story leaves off. He stands not on the light or dark side of the river of force, yet he stands in the stream. He represents balance and authority, but one battle always wins.
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ROLE-PLAYS:
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FACTION: None
RANK: None
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 26
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'0
WEIGHT: 175
EYES: green
HAIR: Blonde
SKIN: White
FORCE SENSITIVE: Very little sensitivity
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Strengths:
- Extremely talented blades man
- agile and precise in his movements
- resists force user attempts at effecting his mind
Weaknesses:
- other than putting walls up in his head to resist force persuasion, hes extremely limited in his ability to ward of other force attacks (lightning/push etc)
- has the demeanor of an angry child. Extremely irritable and quick to action.
- has no solution to problems other than cutting them down. (I.E. has no tech or lock skills)
APPEARANCE:
Narrow face, no facial hear. His hair is about to the length of his forehead, combed back from his helmet. No noticeable scars or tattoos.
BIOGRAPHY:
Fenn began as a padawan on Coruscant, admitted to such a place by his wealthy parents who had dreams of bragging rights from their jedi son. Apon arrival to the facility (and his parents departure) Fenn soon realized that he was the runt of the litter. His force sensitivity was petty, only being able to manipulate small objects and only with great effort. His master recognized this, yet never gave up trying to further the younglings training. Years went by and all of them to no avail. Fenn seemed helpless.
His fellow students also began to recognize the inability, making him a target of rumors and snickering. Such social detachment kept Fenn from ever developing a stable emotional standing. Jokes of all kinds were played on him as a child, ending in him giving bloody noses to his peers, as well as training lightsaber burns. As the years went by, his other students moved on to being knights, yet his suffering with force training never prevailed, and he was held back to further it as such. Feeling alone and alienated, he began to train no longer in the force, but in bladesmanship. Through the course of 9 years he practiced day by day with people and droids alike in sparring with lightsabers. It was often acknowledged by his master that Fenn needed more flow and less ferocity in his blade work.
So the padawan began to learn both. His lightsaber weaved through the air, deflecting anything that he could, striking in the most important spots on his adversaries. Fenn was no longer a runt, he was a titan.
Not even his own master could prevail in a spar with the padawan, and that lead to fear. Fear of the beast they had created.
So they alienated him more.
Fenn was confined into his dorm and the mess hall, no longer able to practice with his saber and cut off from lessons with his master. The jedi counsel described these actions as temporary, until they could find a better use for him.
When an animal is trapped, they begin to get more and more desperate to escape. Fenns escape came from a visitor to Coruscant, one who spoke of a mighty battle between droids and men, troopers and jedi. The talk was forbidden among the padawans and knights, yet Fenn was enthralled in the mans words. He offered Fenn a deal: leave the jedi academy, strike down those who appose you, and you may join in this battle.
So Fenn did so, stealing a lightsaber from his master, and using it to threaten his old fellow students. None of them dared to intervene Fenn when he had a real lightsaber, they knew his potential. The reast was easy, reach the spaceport, and leave that planet.
Fenn found himself immidiately in a battlefield on a distant planet, cutting down warriors of the sith and jedi left and right, supporting rebellions and dictatorships alike. Wars and battles from all over the galaxy quenched Fenns thirst.
But the Jedi are not ones to let such behavior go unnoticed, and Fenn was still a threat. Being exiled from the order, Justices and Consulars tracked Fenn down wherever he went, only to be cut down or maimed. Fenn was forced to fall to populated planets and cities, adopting a suit of mobile yet disguising armor.
This is where Fenns story leaves off. He stands not on the light or dark side of the river of force, yet he stands in the stream. He represents balance and authority, but one battle always wins.
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ROLE-PLAYS:
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