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Character Julius Sedaire - The Corellian Jedi



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J U L I U S * S E D A I R E

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  • Faction: N/A
    Rank: Master
    Species: Corellian
    Age: Later 60’s, early 70’s
    Sex: Male
    Height: 5'6"
    Weight 155lbs
    Eyes: Green-Blue
    Hair: Silver-white
    Skin: White
    Force Sensitive: Yes

    Appearance: Most women would call him quite stunning really, with a rugged sort of handsome-ness one associates with holo-drama actors who play the gritty anti-hero. Julius wears the short cropped haircut and scruffy bearded face of a typical career spacer and former soldier, due to his time working with just such folks almost all his lie. With piercing eyes that often seem to either see through you to your core, or right past you at something in the distance, many a woman or foe has been caught off guard by his gaze. His build is not overly thin but is instead wiry and thinly muscled, more speed than brawn..

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  • S T R E N G T H
    • + Glavo Pahro: Julius is an amazingly skilled user of his lightsaber, and is often known to be the one person in a room you do not want to fight, though he is very slow to anger and to be goaded to fight. When a Knight, he was more than capable of dueling Masters and winning, or bringing them to a draw. As a Master, he is close to without equal in combat. He is also exceptionally quick to read and adapt to the environment and opponents fighting style.
    • + Spidey-Sense: Truthfully, it is a common thing in most Battlemaster types for them to possess a preternatural instinct in so far as sensing danger and conflict. However, Julius seems to often recognize such situations before they even begin to present themselves, in a vague and ephemeral sense of precognitive unease. One has to get up early to pull one over on him

    N E U T R A L
    • Age
    • Arthritis
    • Recovering Boozehound

    W E A K N E S S
    • - No Yoda: Well, while he is a Force User, his skill with actively utilizing the Force in the more 'mystic' arts is minimal at best, and is a great source of shame to himself. Once he has taken to a skill, like with most things he is quick to master or develop it. However, unlike various intellectual pursuits, the more esoteric abilities of the Force are a deep struggle for him to grasp the needed blocks to build and expand from in the first place. Through years of study with the Monks of the Aing-Tii, he has come to an ease of use of their abilities and at leat a few others.
    • - Trusting: Once he has decided to trust you, Julius is almost foolhardy in his blindness to a cause or person. It does not matter, often, the evidence put in front of him, or whether it was a gut feeling or a complex decision. Though, evidenced betrayal is almost insurmountable for him.

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  • Almost thirty years ago, a wealthy family of what passed for 'nobility' on Corellia had their first child. The little squalling terror was the apple of the shipping tycoon and his wife's eye. They owned and operated a moderately successful business hauling what could be described as 'precious cargo'. Their freighters trucked luxury goods about the galactic trade routes, and if on occasion someone greased their palms with a few extra credits to sneak some contraband into their holds, well then that was just business, now wasn't it? Especially to Corellians!

    As Julius aged, it became evident the boy was gifted in ways others were not. Small things, here and there, that made his mother curious. And eventually, she had contacted the Green Jedi Enclave at Coronet City. A representative had arrived, but instead of one of the more dyed in the wool Corellian Jedi, the Sedaire matron wound up welcoming a staunch Republic Jedi with vague ties to the Corellian peoples through dubious relations a few generation back. He had intercepted the communications, and had whisked the young Julius away to the Republic at roughly almost five years old.

    For years, Julius grew up in the safety and comfort of Coruscants' own Jedi Temple, a safe haven of knowledge and was guided in the typical studies of a Youngling. However, the fire of his home burned in his gut in a way that few had seemed. Though later in life he would experience hesitation over calling himself Corellian, because of his distant relationship to his homeworld, those who knew the young lad would never have a shadow of hesitation as to where he had come from. But, of all things, the boy from the first touching of a lightsaber showed a natural grace and talent that drew the attention of many prospective Masters, though most shied away from him due to his wild and intractable nature. And despite his natural gifts in combat disciplines, in the more 'esoteric' studies Julius struggled to grasp the lesson and fundamentals, though once he did he showed a good promise at those abilities within the Force that he did bother to learn properly.

    From dying a fellow Younglings hair, to putting itching powder in the Battlemaster's undergarments, there was an irrepressible air of chaos and mischief about him, even when he was finally selected by an aging Atrisian master as his Padawan. Under the tutelage of Master Marasun, Julius' prior talent with the lightsaber was honed, hours a day spent practicing and drilling with the vaunted tutor, with actual swords and lightsabers. But also was the core of any warrior beat into him: a sharp mind with a ready body. Hours were spent running, weights, swimming, and studying everything from general philosophy of Jedi Masters of the Old Republic to combat theorem and practice. Ever forward though, even with the education that he received, was a cocky grin and a certain twinkle in his eyes.

    Eventually, the Council and his Master recognized in him the requisite skills and abilities expected of a Jedi Knight, and granted him the title. It was not without concern over his sometimes impulsive and rash decisions, but as in many things in life, sometimes the best course is to just let nature run and see what comes of it. And so, Julius proudly took his place amongst the Jedi, and for a few years spent his time here and there fighting in minor engagements, slowly making a name for himself as a supremely competent sabersman, and when the need was present, a skilled orator and diplomat, though the latter role chafed and irritated him, Marasuns' insistence on education made it so he was adept at it all the same. If not a bit unorthodox in his methods.

    Eventually he was given more 'important' or dangerous assignments on the Outer Rim, and he took in a young amnesiac from Coruscant as his first – and to date only – Padawan Learner, a young man by the name of [member=Darius], who seemed as much in need of a strong hand to guide as he did a joke to lighten the almost constant melancholy that threatened the boy. Often the Council seemed concerned that Julius spent less time teaching Darius the Jedi Code and its tenets and such things, and instead seemed to be training him the same way many Green Jedi of Corellia trained their students, though he legitimately had little to do with the Enclave at Coronet City.

    At a point in his career when his star was on the rise, if sometimes rocky, Julius lost it all. A routine diplomatic mission to settle trade disputes between two warring industrial mining conglomerates (who together virtually owned several hyperlanes almost) turned sour. Julius will not speak much of the mission to anyone, all that was known until recently by most was that the negotiations had turned into an attempt on his and Darius' life, and it was only by the skin of his teeth and the skill of his swordhand that he managed to leave alive, though Darius was presumed lost in battle. The blow crippled the Corellian, and he blamed himself for the likable lads loss. After filing a report to the Republic, Julius simply vanished from contact, retreating to the less savory parts of the Galaxy to drown his sorrows in liquor and other habits.

    Years were spent on the Outer Rim in company of Mandalorians, pirates, and worse sorts that haunt the fringes of space. Julius hid the lightsaber, but kept a rather constant companion in a sturdy vibroblade, and earned a tidy sum of credits in his days of selling his sword and wreaking havoc. Slowly, his neglect of his ability saw a dulling, if not utter loss of his Force-abilities for a time. In the end, his luck ran out, and he wound up stranded in a backwater world, drowning his last few ounces of self-respect and his last handful of credits in a cantina with a reputation exceeded in vileness perhaps only by the contents of its kitchen.

    But a singular person would shock him from his revere, and earn at first an undying infatuation, and later, an unwavering loyalty. [member="Seraphina Shel'tah"] would only ever have to call his name, and Julius would likely drop everything to come to the side of the one who inadvertently rescued him from the depths of himself. Julius is not the type to trust quickly, or many, but when he counts you amongst his close friends or feel there is a debt owed, there is little he will not do, and few lengths he will not go to protect and help you.

    Since the 'awakening' in that seedy cantina, Julius roamed the galaxy a bit here and there. He found redemption in now guarding and protecting those who once he raided and terrorized, and eventually after trying a few causes, he found himself a member of the Galactic Alliance, slowly integrating himself into the New Jedi Order, serving as a rare member of the Hounds investigatory team, and a fast growing reputation in the organization as the man to go to when you needed your back guarded in a fight.

    As he grew with the the Alliance, Julius became engaged in dealing with the fall-out and trauma of dealing with the rediscovery that Darius is alive, and the changed dynamic between Padawan and Master. As well, he began to make contacts amongst the less dark, but no less seedy, sides of the galaxy, and has begun to form a resistance movement against the One Sith on Corellia in the form of reestablishing the Green Jedi as an Enclave of the New Jedi Order, with arms open wide to any who would call themselves Corellian, Jedi or not.

    Eventually, in his failed crusade to shepherd and safe-guard the Corellian people, Julius met, fought, and befriend [member="Keira Ticon"]. The two had a chaotic relationship that might be a stretch to call a deep friendship, but which irrevocably changed them both. Eventually the two parted ways on Socorro, at Julius hidden residence and training center. From there, the Green Jedi drifted, seeking his son and answers to questions that had begun to plague his dreams. It came in the form of a Journey, a journey to the Kathol Outback.

    Following in the footsteps of [member="Alec Rekali"], Julius collected supplies from the premiere exploration and Wild Space or Outer Rim companies. The lightsaber of the Skywalkers' was passed on to [member="Connor Harrison"], and the trip was began. Eventually, he wound up meeting the mysterious monks of the Aing-Tii, and learning from them, assisting them in their raids against the Slavers in their sector. Eventually mysterious circumstances would see him wind up in orbit over Demonsgate, mind and memory fractured and all but blank, his very identity unknown to him.

    As time went on, Julius found himself and his purpose in the Outback, for a time. He adopted the Corellian resistance to the One Sith as his own chief aim, and began to train his fellow Corellians to resist the Empire, often from his secreted Academy on Socorro. He still kept his ties to the Kathol Outback region, the Underground, and the Galactic Alliance strong, but Corellia and the fight to free it was his breath and life.

    He sought out even further training in various forms, and [member="Darron Wraith"] was one to come to his rescue after the Cleansing of Coruscant wherein Julius nearly fell to the Dark Side from helping [member="Jorus Merrill"]'s daughter to cleanse the nexus on that planet. The training in Vapaad showed him a philosophy hitherto unknown to him, and so he was saved, in a way.

    A massive battle would culminate on and above Corellia eventually, with a fight before it to free many high value prisoners native to the planet making it possible for the Corellian League that Julius founded to triumph. After victory was achieved and Corellia was freed, the League went to ground. The people of Corellia were aided in setting up a democratic Planetary Council, with Julius and the League given positions of honor. Julius took the chance then to help formally refound the Green Jedi and rebuild their enclave, helping and hoping to preserve his people's culture through the turmoil present in the Galaxy as the One Sith empire shattered and left a void of power in the Core.

    Since then Julius has worked for various groups and causes from the Judges of the Outer Rim, to the New Jedi Order and even the Jedi Academy Network, but always with the cause of Corellia in his forefront of mind. Eventually, he and [member="Keira Ticon"] were married, a child born of their union, and Julius formally adopting her twins born before their relationship. In his own odd way, Sedaire has taken to being a father with delight and no small degree of skill, and the rash drunkard has tamed in the ensuing years, though he will always have rocket fuel for blood.

    Even the Green Jedi recognized this newfound maturity, as they named him a Council member during their reformation formally. Some whisper they had offered him the seat of Grandmaster, but he had refused. His family split their time between a house on Corellia new New Coronet City, time at the Temple where he trained his children, and time on Socorro where they 'vacationed' and he took on students and padawans of a more personal affiliation or tested the mettle of those seeking to prove worth for the title of Battlemaster.

    The peace in his life was short lived, as his wife decided to chose allegiance to an Empire that was, in Julius' mind, little more than a pack of murderous curs. Part of him understood the desire to stand by and for her people, and hopefully bring them around from within. But the greater part of him saw only the atrocities and duplicity inherent in the Mandalorian Empires two regimes, and their far too friendly nature with the Sith.

    With the horrors of Utapau and almost losing several friends still fresh in his mind, and the memories of rescuing [member="Jorus Merrill"] with [member="Coren Starchaser"] and others, Julius just couldn't forgive such an allegiance, and thus the marriage of the two star-crossed Children of Corellia ended. Julius crawled into a bottle as the Galactic Alliance collapsed around Corellia, leaving the Core in dissarray again, and has only just begun to connect to the outside world again.

    Over the years, he would come on and off the radar of the Galactic Scene. One was never quite sure if he were dead or alive, but always in the nick of time he seemed to come back to his friends and his homeworld. Most often, he has risen to serve the Green Jedi Order (as Grandmaster, Councilmember, Master and otherwise), but for a long while now he has been silent, and many reckon him dead.


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