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Character
- Name: "Jerithal Aximund."
- Alias: "I was called The White Sun."
- Species: "I was Firerreo. Now? I don't know."
- Homeworld: "Wherever my parents were. I can't remember anymore."
- Faction: "What?"
- Rank: "That's complicated."
- Force Sensitive: "I am a hunter, nothing more."
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Physical Details- Gender: "Male."
- Age: "Twenty-Four now."
- Height: "Six-foot-four."
- Weight: "Large."
- Complexion: "My skin is paler than it should be. It is the drugs."
- Eye Color: "Pale."
- Hair Color: "Green."
- Voice Sample: "You can hear me, can't you?"
- Appearance Description: "I have always been tall, but I was never this large until I came into the arenas. The mantle of predator has been forced upon me, though I wear it well. My skin is pale and marked with signs of past conflict. My features were patrician once, though battle has changed that."
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History "What do you wish to know? There is little that would be of interest to a stranger."
"Fine then. I was once a student working on my degree wherever I lived before this. I wanted to heal sick animals, as the beasts had always been something I was passionate toward. Unfortunately, my blood drew the attention of a darker crowd. I have never cursed the circumstances of birth so fervently as I did on the day they abducted me."
"I was bought by a man shortly thereafter somewhere far away. He drugged me - did things to me that I will not speak of. When he was done and I had lost my worth, I was sold again; this time to a scientifically minded individual."
"I became his plaything for a time. He ripped and he tore; he took parts out, and placed new ones in. You may ask why I did not fight back, and that is simply because I was not a fighter. I had a compassionate soul and a soft heart. I could not conceive of hurting another living being. Then came the drugs that he poured into my system, and with them came a change of demeanor."
"I grew larger and more ferocious. My caretaker outfitted me with special implants to dull the senses and heighten aggression. That was when he threw me into the ring, for what man is content to build his masterpiece and never to see it used? I killed men for him there. One might ask why I resorted to such atrocity, and I cannot provide any kind of an answer that would justify it other than survival. I sought to live, and therefore had no choice."
"Time passed, though I've no idea how long I was there. I only know that eventually the arena fell, my keeper was murdered, and I was set loose. Events after that have been a haze, though occasionally I regain a semblance of my former self. It is at those times when things prove to be at their darkest."
"That is all I will tell."