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Ithiel Verd

Ithiel Verd
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Name: Ithiel Verd
Father|Mother: [member="Isley Verd"] | [member="Vesphira So'Kil"]
Siblings: [member="Deneve Verd"] (Sister) | [member="Runi Verin"] (Half-Sister) | [member="Nyx"] (Half-Sister)
Extended Family: [member="Eirlys Verd"] (Cousin) | [member="Alec Rekali"] (Cousin) | [member="Ginnie Ordo"] (Aunt) | [member="Kära Vi'dreya"] (Aunt)

Faction: Silver Jedi | CIS | Clan Verd
Former: Mandalorian Crusaders.
Rank: Bloodied
Species: Human | Arkanian Offshoot
Age: 22 (Started 16)
Sex: Male
Height: 6ft 4
Weight: 185 Pounds
Eyes: Tinted Cerulean
Hair: Black
Skin: Brown
Force Sensitive: Yes

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A mix of his parents!

Strengths:
  • Intellect: He has inherited his mother's strong intellect, along with her moral center.
  • Mandalorian Traditions: Strong with a rifle, and blade, he was raised as a warrior with strong sense of self and personal honor.
  • Father's Umbaran Heritage: A heritage gifting strong mental attacks taught to his son.
  • Disciplined: Quiet and hardworking like his mother, but quick to defend his family name or personal honor all the same.

Weaknesses:
  • Ocular Hyper Sensitivity: Due to his father's Umbaran heritage, he is highly sensitive to light based attacks, even more so.
  • Dark Heritage: This will manifest in certain difficult ways inside him as time goes on, giving him both physical and force weaknesses the longer he exists.
  • Distrust of animals: Never comfortable around them. They pick up on this and will happily bite him or worse. Has strong phobia of octopuses, less for other deep ocean creatures.
  • Funds: He has none, and is terrible at keeping track of his finances or money. Overly generous to others, especially those with nothing.

Appearance:

Strong athletic build, broad shoulders. Cerulean colored arkanian eyes, though they tend to be covered most of the time due to his hypersensitivity to light. His brown skin is that of a teenager, and his muscle tone the same, elastic and quick to recover from injury. You might think he had it all, son of the Mandalore and beautiful Arkanian, except his body is unstable in its growth, part of his darker heritage. Doctors have halted any abnormalities up to now.

Past Biography:

Ithiel has lived in two worlds. Given the chance to live with both his parents, whenever he was asked, he picked both. Sadly, those opportunities only came around every so often! So he adjusted to life going between them, giving him enjoyment of travelling to familiar destinations or extended family. This meant he doesn't form strong bonds with any one location as easily; however, home is where he hangs his hat, and he keeps it that way.

He spent much of his early years with his mother, forming a strong, disciplined identity as to who he was as a person through her. Importantly, she taught him the value of working hard and getting on with a job. Later, he moved with his father, to be with his father to train in the ways of his people, and become ready to be called a Mandalorian. Now moving closer to his adult years, he spends time going between both on his own, just like his childhood.

Since the formation of the Mandalorian empire, he didn't immediately join, taking his mother's example and thinking things through. Eventually, he came to a decision. Seeing that his people needed a Mandalore, he followed his father. Since then, he has committed himself, he's here, heart and soul, and is going to live up to the name. He is intelligent enough to know others will oppose a strong Mandalorian empire, tolerant enough for that not to matter, and driven enough, like his mother, to be there to see it through.

His life goal is to be a crusader, gain honor, and grow his clan. To be there when called. That's it.
Shaped and molded to be that crusader, to gain honor through combat. With intelligence enough to consider when to pull a punch and when to make it.


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