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Character Kelborn Ordo

Kelborn Ordo


NAME:
Kelborn Ordo

FACTION: Mandalorian Union

RANK: Pending.

SPECIES: Human.

AGE: 54.

SEX: M.

HEIGHT: 6’.

WEIGHT: 215.

EYES: Blue.

HAIR: Black

SKIN: Ruddy.

FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes.



STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Kelborn Ordo spent the first three decades of his life as a scholar. As such, his knowledge is both broad, and specific. He knows the origins of things, and has an uncanny ability to gamble successfully on the actions of other based on historical context. He is a self-declared visionary and advocate for the old ways of the Mandalorians. In addition, he is a tenacious fighter, using anything and everything at his disposal to supplant enemies in open combat. He fancies himself a leader, though his manic dedication turns away as many aspiring followers as it attracts. This dedication can sometimes lead to dogged focus and neglect of other important things. He is also uncompromising in most of his opinions, leading to many tense confrontations with those that might be friends. He would say he has no time for fools, but the truth is he is a poor listener.


APPEARANCE:
Clean shaven. Scarred enough to betray a veteran status without any indication of just being ‘unlucky’. He always wears his durasteel suit of Mandalorian armor, passed down to him through seven generations. It is black and gold, and includes a long black cape that has seen better days.

BIOGRAPHY:
Kelborn’s devotion to his people’s ideals would not have been assumed in his early life. As a young man, he was a student on Taris, pouring over books and holopads in equal number, discovering ancient secrets, and earning understanding in the latest technologies. When he reached his thirties, however, his dedication, and his madness, emerged with a vengeance. He donned his armor, assembled followers out of a set of trusted fellow students, and declared his intent to restore the galaxy to the strength it once knew under Mandalorian rule. Openly, he advocated for a second Mandalorian war, resulting in his effective exile from the civilized galaxy. For years, he wandered, moving from backwater planet, to forgotten outpost, to the smoldering remains of past battlefields. In these dark corners of the galaxy, he amassed followers. With growing confidence, he began to act more boldly, attacking vulnerable outposts and amassing equipment as he sought to declare himself Mand’alore through the rediscovery of the fabled mask. These plans changed, however, when he learned that another group of Mandalorians had already organized. Eagerly, he joined the Mandalorian union, acknowledging that the way demanded he support his people, not just his own ambition, though the need to be heard and recognized remained with him.

SHIP:
The Basilisk, a heavily modified skipray blastboat

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