Kathr
Character
NAME:
Kathr Adler.
FACTION:
One Sith.
RANK:
Sith Acolyte.
SPECIES:
Human.
AGE:
20.
SEX:
Male.
HEIGHT:
5'6.
WEIGHT:
120 Ibs
EYES:
A extravagantly bright emerald tone, with a hint of a pale blue circling the outer edges of the iris.
HAIR:
A dark, dirty blonde tone.
SKIN:
He's Caucasian, his skin is a scarily pale tone, it seems as though it had never had contact with the sun.
FORCE SENSITIVE:
Yes.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Strengths-
-He's bursting with sere confidence, ready to take on any challenge!
-He's a nimble little fellow, twisting and shaking his body in ways that might astonish, or even sicken some few.
-Kathr has always been quick on his feet, ready to dash at a moments notice!
-He can easily adapt to almost any situation, letting himself become situated with most circumstances.
Weaknesses-
-He's an idiot, no way around that, he just isn't very bright.
-His emotions always take the forefront, dictating most his actions.
-He can dish out hits, but he seriously can't take them, he's a scrawny fellow.
-He has a tendency to rush into situations blindly, not really thinking logically about its consequences.
-He lives in the moment, meaning he has no concern for most consequences. Great for parties, terrible for war.
APPEARANCE:
Kathr is a short, scrawny little sith acolyte, who's own emotions, and inhabitations dictate his livelihood, as a result, he is covered head to toe in small, or large scars, scraps, and burns, all the result from failed, or in some cases successful tricks and stunts. But, you would never know this at first glance, for he covers himself with a thin, jet black cloak, which expands just past his waist, but no further. His arms, and even his legs are wrapped in a thick layer of white bandages. His face is covered by a plain, reflective mask. He's stated that it has no real symbolic meaning, he just thought it looked pretty wizard. A large, black leather belt extends, and wraps around his waist, it sits there mainly to carry his sabers holster.
BIOGRAPHY:
Kathr was born on one of the lower levels of Coruscant, he spent his days like many others, dwelling in the illegal affairs of the various gangs and criminal factions that surrounded him. He stole, he cheated, but most of all, he partied! He flourished in the underground, and enjoyed every last scummy second that he spent in the hell hole he called home. Kathr later discovered his abilities while he was attending one of the local criminal leaders bar parties. He didn't know how, or why, but he felt something, something he had never felt before, an itching feeling crawling down every ounce of his being. He knew something was wrong, and so he left the banquet prematurely, only later to find out that three hours after he left, multiple gun men raided the area, and slaughtered everyone that stood inside that bar. This power to sense incoming trouble was the first indication that he was sensitive to the force.
It only evolved from there, he slowly began to detect danger from a mile away, he could tell when others started to get dishonest with him, feeling these disturbances was so natural to him, it was scary. Of course, he was a loud mouth, and made this fact known to others, and word spreads faster than a plague does in the underground. It wasn't long until separate criminal kingpins and leaders started inviting him to their events, using him as sort of a look out, and they were never disappointed, he was like the worlds first organic security camera. Word of course spread to the upper levels, eventually reaching a few local members of The Galactic Republic, who of course seeked out the young lad, trying to recruit him, and make him into a Jedi. But, The One Sith had reached him first, and easily picked up the hardheaded thief. Besides, he'd be a terrible Jedi, he's far too emotional.
He now resides with the Sith, currently waiting to be assigned a master, so he may fully evolve into a Sith.
SHIP:
Not yet, will update if needed.
KILLS:
Not yet, will update if needed.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
Not yet, will update if needed.
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ROLE-PLAYS:
Not yet. Blah. Blah. Blah.
Kathr Adler.
FACTION:
One Sith.
RANK:
Sith Acolyte.
SPECIES:
Human.
AGE:
20.
SEX:
Male.
HEIGHT:
5'6.
WEIGHT:
120 Ibs
EYES:
A extravagantly bright emerald tone, with a hint of a pale blue circling the outer edges of the iris.
HAIR:
A dark, dirty blonde tone.
SKIN:
He's Caucasian, his skin is a scarily pale tone, it seems as though it had never had contact with the sun.
FORCE SENSITIVE:
Yes.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Strengths-
-He's bursting with sere confidence, ready to take on any challenge!
-He's a nimble little fellow, twisting and shaking his body in ways that might astonish, or even sicken some few.
-Kathr has always been quick on his feet, ready to dash at a moments notice!
-He can easily adapt to almost any situation, letting himself become situated with most circumstances.
Weaknesses-
-He's an idiot, no way around that, he just isn't very bright.
-His emotions always take the forefront, dictating most his actions.
-He can dish out hits, but he seriously can't take them, he's a scrawny fellow.
-He has a tendency to rush into situations blindly, not really thinking logically about its consequences.
-He lives in the moment, meaning he has no concern for most consequences. Great for parties, terrible for war.
APPEARANCE:
Kathr is a short, scrawny little sith acolyte, who's own emotions, and inhabitations dictate his livelihood, as a result, he is covered head to toe in small, or large scars, scraps, and burns, all the result from failed, or in some cases successful tricks and stunts. But, you would never know this at first glance, for he covers himself with a thin, jet black cloak, which expands just past his waist, but no further. His arms, and even his legs are wrapped in a thick layer of white bandages. His face is covered by a plain, reflective mask. He's stated that it has no real symbolic meaning, he just thought it looked pretty wizard. A large, black leather belt extends, and wraps around his waist, it sits there mainly to carry his sabers holster.
BIOGRAPHY:
Kathr was born on one of the lower levels of Coruscant, he spent his days like many others, dwelling in the illegal affairs of the various gangs and criminal factions that surrounded him. He stole, he cheated, but most of all, he partied! He flourished in the underground, and enjoyed every last scummy second that he spent in the hell hole he called home. Kathr later discovered his abilities while he was attending one of the local criminal leaders bar parties. He didn't know how, or why, but he felt something, something he had never felt before, an itching feeling crawling down every ounce of his being. He knew something was wrong, and so he left the banquet prematurely, only later to find out that three hours after he left, multiple gun men raided the area, and slaughtered everyone that stood inside that bar. This power to sense incoming trouble was the first indication that he was sensitive to the force.
It only evolved from there, he slowly began to detect danger from a mile away, he could tell when others started to get dishonest with him, feeling these disturbances was so natural to him, it was scary. Of course, he was a loud mouth, and made this fact known to others, and word spreads faster than a plague does in the underground. It wasn't long until separate criminal kingpins and leaders started inviting him to their events, using him as sort of a look out, and they were never disappointed, he was like the worlds first organic security camera. Word of course spread to the upper levels, eventually reaching a few local members of The Galactic Republic, who of course seeked out the young lad, trying to recruit him, and make him into a Jedi. But, The One Sith had reached him first, and easily picked up the hardheaded thief. Besides, he'd be a terrible Jedi, he's far too emotional.
He now resides with the Sith, currently waiting to be assigned a master, so he may fully evolve into a Sith.
SHIP:
Not yet, will update if needed.
KILLS:
Not yet, will update if needed.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
Not yet, will update if needed.
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ROLE-PLAYS:
Not yet. Blah. Blah. Blah.