Jen Qorit
Character
A proper avatar of Jen is to come, it's just not completed, so this will be a placeholder until the proper one is complete.
NAME: Jen Qorit
FACTION: One Sith.
RANK: Engineer, Tech worker.
SPECIES: Sith. (Descendant, not fully pure-blood)
AGE: 24.
SEX: Male.
HEIGHT: 5'1.
WEIGHT: 165 pounds.
EYES: Black with Red iris'.
HAIR: None.
SKIN: Red.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths: Being of Sith descent, he is naturally force sensitive. Has a stronger connection to the Dark Side of the Force due to his race.
Weaknesses: Due to his connection to the Dark Side, it can corrupt him more easily.He makes decisions without thinking and likes to get things done quickly without thinking of the consequences.
APPEARANCE:
Jen is of Sith descent, even not as a full pure-blood, he has the appearance of one. With red skin and black eyes. He is missing an eye from a bar fight in his early 20's, which he now can't open and has a scar over. He also lost a tendril on his face from the same fight, which never fully healed. He wears black robes with a full hood, which can cover his face.
BIOGRAPHY: Jen was always a sort of anomaly, born into a world the Sith had no part in. He's never known just *what* he was, just that he wasn't accepted. All it took was one mention from some passersby of what he was and he'd get run out of wherever he was. Having the label of Sith tied to him in any way was negative, and such made it hard for him to survive. In his early years he was orphaned, and had to live on his own ever since. As he grew up, so did his hatred for everyone else around him. He dealt with racism, grouping, among other things. To survive was an even bigger challenge then it would be for others. The only work he could get was for places he wouldn't' be seen, like in places to repair tech. As long as he wasn't seen, he couldn't bring down the reputation of a shop. After all, association with a Sith, even not knowing he wasn't "evil" per say, didn't change the negative connotation. All this work made him tech savvy, he slowly gained more skill with manipulating and fixing technology, although it was mostly basic technology, nothing too advanced. In the beginning of Jen's 20's, he got into a fight that truly ruined what little trust and faith people had in him. After a long day working on a cargo ship's guidance system, he took off for the night at a bar in his local town. After a couple of drinks, one of the other men there started up an argument with him. Calling him all sorts of racial slurs for Sith, and saying how he would corrupt the planet, and kill them all. Jen always tried to suppress his anger and hatred for people, all the years of the insults built up . But the alcohol made his judgement hazy, and he snapped. The fight began and ended with a glass to the head. After roughly ten minutes of constant belittlement, he picked up the glass he was using to drink, and smashed it over the bigot's head, knocking him to the floor. The bar's patrons turned in silence, the music paused for a moment, and then resumed. Bar fights were common, and as such, most people were jaded to them occurring. But Jen felt something deep in him, something urging him to make sure he wouldn't be insulted. He had picked up a shard from the glass and held it over the man's eye. Even though the man was unconscious, he knew it was an easy entry point. Again the urge was in the back of his mind, almost like a voice. After a moment of hesitation, he jammed the shard through the man's eye. It ended after a small shout, which was quickly stifled as the man's life left him. Only a few seconds later, patrons began screaming, saying what Jen did was coming, and that he was just like the rest of the Sith. After this event, he was forced to flee the planet, he was able to sneak aboard the cargo ship he had been working on, and was set to move to an unknown planet.
SHIP: None.
KILLS: None.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED: None.
NAME: Jen Qorit
FACTION: One Sith.
RANK: Engineer, Tech worker.
SPECIES: Sith. (Descendant, not fully pure-blood)
AGE: 24.
SEX: Male.
HEIGHT: 5'1.
WEIGHT: 165 pounds.
EYES: Black with Red iris'.
HAIR: None.
SKIN: Red.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths: Being of Sith descent, he is naturally force sensitive. Has a stronger connection to the Dark Side of the Force due to his race.
Weaknesses: Due to his connection to the Dark Side, it can corrupt him more easily.He makes decisions without thinking and likes to get things done quickly without thinking of the consequences.
APPEARANCE:
Jen is of Sith descent, even not as a full pure-blood, he has the appearance of one. With red skin and black eyes. He is missing an eye from a bar fight in his early 20's, which he now can't open and has a scar over. He also lost a tendril on his face from the same fight, which never fully healed. He wears black robes with a full hood, which can cover his face.
BIOGRAPHY: Jen was always a sort of anomaly, born into a world the Sith had no part in. He's never known just *what* he was, just that he wasn't accepted. All it took was one mention from some passersby of what he was and he'd get run out of wherever he was. Having the label of Sith tied to him in any way was negative, and such made it hard for him to survive. In his early years he was orphaned, and had to live on his own ever since. As he grew up, so did his hatred for everyone else around him. He dealt with racism, grouping, among other things. To survive was an even bigger challenge then it would be for others. The only work he could get was for places he wouldn't' be seen, like in places to repair tech. As long as he wasn't seen, he couldn't bring down the reputation of a shop. After all, association with a Sith, even not knowing he wasn't "evil" per say, didn't change the negative connotation. All this work made him tech savvy, he slowly gained more skill with manipulating and fixing technology, although it was mostly basic technology, nothing too advanced. In the beginning of Jen's 20's, he got into a fight that truly ruined what little trust and faith people had in him. After a long day working on a cargo ship's guidance system, he took off for the night at a bar in his local town. After a couple of drinks, one of the other men there started up an argument with him. Calling him all sorts of racial slurs for Sith, and saying how he would corrupt the planet, and kill them all. Jen always tried to suppress his anger and hatred for people, all the years of the insults built up . But the alcohol made his judgement hazy, and he snapped. The fight began and ended with a glass to the head. After roughly ten minutes of constant belittlement, he picked up the glass he was using to drink, and smashed it over the bigot's head, knocking him to the floor. The bar's patrons turned in silence, the music paused for a moment, and then resumed. Bar fights were common, and as such, most people were jaded to them occurring. But Jen felt something deep in him, something urging him to make sure he wouldn't be insulted. He had picked up a shard from the glass and held it over the man's eye. Even though the man was unconscious, he knew it was an easy entry point. Again the urge was in the back of his mind, almost like a voice. After a moment of hesitation, he jammed the shard through the man's eye. It ended after a small shout, which was quickly stifled as the man's life left him. Only a few seconds later, patrons began screaming, saying what Jen did was coming, and that he was just like the rest of the Sith. After this event, he was forced to flee the planet, he was able to sneak aboard the cargo ship he had been working on, and was set to move to an unknown planet.
SHIP: None.
KILLS: None.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED: None.
