Age: 729 GSY
Gender: Male
Species: K'paur
Height: 6'5" or 1.96 m
Weight: 224 lbs. or 101.6 kg
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
Kerstan is a sociopath plain and simple. While he does not outwardly display the obvious signs of sociopathic behavior on a regular basis, the pattern is observable to anyone that has had the rare opportunity to live long enough to know him well. To everyone else Kerstan is a charmer, easy to get along with, and a clear extrovert which is assertive enough to get to know anyone he deems worthy to know. Everything in his life is obsessively organized. Even though his life span is much longer than the average humanoid, he would not have survived in the world he was born into unless everything had its place and his mind was able to think strategically several steps ahead of the people who wanted him dead. Pride is Kerstan's second nature, and as such he thinks he is untouchable. Being able to talk his way out of most situations has only fed the massive ego he has.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Marital Status: Single
Father: Xander Blackmoore
Mother: Dangereuse Von Balis
Siblings: None
Duelist
Scholar
Martial Artist
Strong
Unloyal
Sociopath
Dirty Hands
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Kerstan'ur'Xan should have known a life of royalty and reign, but what should have been his was robbed from him before he ever took his first breath. The son of Xander Blackmoore and Dangereuse Von Balis, Kerstan was born to a woman without her king, and was given a prince with no father. Why Xander had left and never returned would be a mystery that would haunt them all, and be the source of the anger and rage Kerstan buried deep within himself.
Even as a young child his caretakers knew that something was wrong with him. The feelings and emotions he harbored displayed themselves in unhealthy ways, but none of them dared say anything for fear chastisement. Being raised in hiding from those who would have wanted him and his mother dead had only served to fuel the hatred that burned in the heart of the young child. This anger had made him powerful, it made him twisted and broken.
There were those who said that even Xander had a moral compass, but Kerstan seemed to have none. His only guidinging principle was the advancement of himself, a trait instilled in him by the family of his mother. All of them were assassins, and taught him well. Teaching him to channel his anger into the art of death had been far easier than it should have been, and as Kerstan grew, the more natural it became. Soon it was clear he would need another teacher, one who was K'paur like he was.
This K'paur was a sadist, a sociopathic Sith that favored toward odd experimentation. Kerstan was never allowed to observe the experiments, but many nights well into his adulthood the young prince would hear the screams of the latest test subject as the man searched for whatever secrets he had been searching for. A growing fascination with manipulation eventually caused Kerstan to seek out training from this Sith in the powerful connection Kerstan displayed in the force. Many years were spent honing and focusing the anger which always burned inside, an anger that finally found a purpose.
Indupar had been reduced to a shell of what it had once been under the leadership of his father. Other governments moved in on two worlds which her his by birthright. Kerstan would not only regain and restore them, Kerstan would make those who dared control them bend their knee to him or beg him for death. Perhaps that would have been accomplished had his master not disappeared. A sudden urge to know why the men in his life seemed to disappear overtook him, and Kerstan became obsessed with knowing the secrets of the galaxy, the force, and dark sciences his master had been studying.
It was all going to be his... every bit of what he desired. Kerstan simply needed to be patient.
