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Character Haven

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H A V E N

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    Birth Name: Haven
    Lineage: House Verd
    Residence: Southern Systems
    Affiliation: Mandragora (Loosely)
    Species Human
    Homeworld: Koratas
    Age: Twenties
    Sex: Male
    Height: 6'2"
    Weight: Cruiserweight
    Eye Color: Brown
    Hair Color: Black
    Skin Tone: Tanned
    Force Sensitive: Yes
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    SPIRITED: Haven boasts mighty potential in the Force and an adept knowledge of Magick.

    PHYSIQUE: Haven is at the peak of physical condition.

    WILDLING: Haven is a master of the wilderness and can survive off the land in most, non-extreme climates.
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    SAVAGE: Having been reared by the hands of a brutal Coven, Haven does not adhere to typical social conventions.

    INEPT: Outside of the most basic technologies, Haven is effectively illiterate when it comes to modern amenities.

    BACTA: Haven is highly allergic to Bacta, thereby limiting what medical care options are available.
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    Origins

    What is Faith?

    Some would deem it placing one's confidence in the things unseen. Belief, unwavering, in that which cannot physically be proven. Others would define it as devotion to the finite. That which can be proven. Opposing ideals manifested on the same coin decades ago. Whilst Haven was but a gleam in his sire's eye, expulsion had graced a collective. Dathomir was a world of diverse belief. There were those who bathed in the Light and others who basked in the Darkness. For this reason, it was truly rare for practices to draw the ire of the people. Rare, but not an impossibility.

    For some time, a coven practiced that which was truly vile. The ancestors were profaned. The blood of Dathomir was spilled in the name of perversion. With every incantation, the spirits shrieked in protest - yet were shackled to their will. Such anathema could not be ignored. And in a unique moment of solidarity, the Clans expelled the coven from their midst. Koratas, blessed moon, became the site of their exile. And they were forever Scorned by their people. Though they escaped with their lives, the banishment did not stall their practices.

    What motivated them so? What possible cause was there to slay one's own people? To torture their own midst? The Mother held the answer. Her eyes, glazed with black, looked beyond the mundane and peered into the morrow. She spoke of great and terrible evils that would befall the Galaxy. Pain that would effect every man, woman, and child. Thus, they had to act. They had to prepare. In time, her predictions seemingly came true - manifesting in the Akala crisis. Overnight, billions of souls were lost into the maw of the Netherworld. But, when the Galaxy staggered to its feet, the Mother stated otherwise.

    To her people, a solemn truth was given. What awaited them was far worse than anything they could ever conceive. It was something that, despite their efforts, they would not be able to stall. But. There was Hope. Hope in one final gamble. They would not see the future liberated with living eyes. But the works of their hands would save all creation. From among their midst, a maiden was chosen and a command was given. She, a broken soul fleeing from a turbulent past, had fallen in with their midst years prior. And now, it was time to prove herself.

    Under the light of a blood moon did their daggers draw. Her flesh was marred with runs and set ablaze with power. Their voices raised in anguish, as their own flesh was rent and torn. With dying gasps, the Coven set upon the maiden a Darkness. It would not be the Friend of the Galaxy. Nor its Enemy. It would be Salvation. One by one, their blood ran free. One by one, death claimed them. One by one, the Darkness was formed within. And thus, the maiden found herself cold...filled with the Dark. All who remained was she and the Mother.

    Early Life - Present

    Nearly a year later, under another blood moon, the child called Haven drew his first breath.

    He was taught that the snatching of life was as normal as drinking water. That the shedding of blood was as typical as breaking bread. That the way of the Scorned was the Truth and the Light. When he, at long last, became a man, the Mother looked upon him with pride in his eyes. Upon his shoulders rested the hopes of their people. And she saw that their hopes were well placed. On that day, it was time to bid the work of her hands farewell. The Maiden and the Mother gave one final instruction: Seek Ye First the Ram.

    The assets of the mundane were afforded to him. The final embrace of his mother bestowed. His dagger satisfied the Hunger within. Now satiated, Haven has been unleashed upon the Stars.

    For he was their Salvation.

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