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Kraden Dros

Kraden Dros

A particularly angry Sith
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NAME:
Kraden Dros
FACTION:
Saleucami Fighting Pits (Formerly)
The Sith Empire
RANK:
Gladiator (Formerly)
Slave (Formerly)
Sith Acolyte
SPECIES:
Human (Cyborg)
AGE:
26
SEX:
Male
HEIGHT:
1.88 Meters
WEIGHT:
120.20 Kg
EYES:
Brown (normally)
Orange-red Sith Eyes
HAIR:
Black
SKIN:
Pale
FORCE SENSITIVE:
Like any Sith, the weapon of the force lays at his fingertips: now, if he can actually use this weapon is another matter entirely.
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FORCE POWERS:
Force Rage
Force Scream
Force Speed
Telekinesis
Sense
Danger Sense
STRENGTHS
A Berserker's Wrath
More than a handful consider Kraden not much else but an attack dog, a vicious and relentless warrior who uses his seemingly endless wrath in the heat of battle to push himself to great feats. Making up for his lack of actual skill.
Strength of an Ancient
In those rare, and dangerous, moments Kraden suffers a stronger possession by his Sith “guest” he can perform force based feats he never could without it. Such as unleashing torrents of lightnings, or being able to greatly amplify his telekinetic abilities.
WEAKNESSES
Fresh
Kraden’s knowledge is horribly limited compared to other Sith, and learning the force is a difficult task for him to properly do. Making him more than open to harassment from fellow Acolytes, though such things are rarely good for their health.
Voice in My Head
After a rather unfortunate incident involving an ancient Sith spirit, Kraden has a constantly nagging Sith Lord of ancient times pestering him. Now not horribly awful, albeit very annoying and not the best for one’s self esteem: well, not counting that given time it will drive him completely insane or he may be possessed entirely.
APPEARANCE:
Kraden is riddled with the scars of his former career “choice”, prominent ones line across his face and where his missing parts of flesh or limbs are. But more than this he gives off the impression of a Berserker, large and broad he is easily comparable to some sort of beast: and when enraged he more than lives up to the name. His primary cybernetics are his right arm, parts built into his head, a few fingers, and his left foreleg
PERSONALITY:
The simplest way to describe Kraden is wrath. For the idea of anger gives power is over exemplified by the young man, simmering with barely contained fury many times or exploding into some savage and crazed berserker other times. Do not let such surface level (and violent) traits dictate him as some dull attack dog though, Kraden’s mind is sharper than it gives off: though riddled with self-doubt. Such things drive him further in a near deranged hunt for power and glory: herded ever onwards to greatness by the raging and nagging Sith Spirit that infests his mind.

BIOGRAPHY:
Kraden’s history can be for the most part, considered drivel and lost: for the boy remembers little of what happened before he was thrown into the pits and truly cannot bring himself to dig deep enough to actually care. He remembers what was necessary to his current path, his introduction to the Dark Side, and his rocky existence as a Sith.
For Kraden was “born” into the life of the pitiful dregs, the forgotten parts of society and the worse parts of the fighting pits: he was a slave fighter. A warrior warped and trained to be a brute to fight for the entertainment of the many who flocked to the pits, his hell was Saleucami: when the nicer parts of those pits decided to shuffle away the boy took the stage. Scarred and torn by years in the pits. It wasn’t till he was a man that the chance for freedom would grace him in the form of a Sith Lord, a woman who had seen much potential in the force sensitive man.
Slaughtering his Master the Sith Lady took the former Slave under her wing, to an extent at least. Preparing him on the path to become Sith, taken back to an Empire he never even knew existed Kraden relished his new found freedom. Though his doubts in his abilities ran strong he underwent training under a new Master, though the word has always left a sour taste in the man’s mouth.
His training took him far and wide, for the crystals bled for his twin Sabers, to the force abilities he had never truly known he had being tapped into to (minimal in the grand scheme of things) levels he had never known he could reach. Of course, many slip-ups arouse as he proved himself to be a...difficult...student; actually taking hold of what he was taught proved to be a mighty task indeed. Though the most major of these slip-ups happened during a quest to Korriban and it’s ancient tombs, in a rather freak accident with the spirit inhabiting the ancient piece of rubble they called a “tomb”: the being latched itself onto the Acolyte. Though in some misstep or by mere willpower he was not fully taken over by the being, instead the two having a barely symbiotic relationship.
Such began a long string of falls for Kraden, for in the following months his Master would be killed. Leaving his training up in the air and no one in sight to actually continue his training at such a level, leaving an already hateful man even more wrathful and bitter. But he persists regardless, hunting for purpose and glory within the Sith.

SHIP:
He possess no personal ship, simply ferrying around with other members of the Empire. For now at least.
KILLS:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A
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