K'th Thulu

[K'th Thulu]

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NAME: K’th Thulu
FACTION: Black Sun
RANK: Advisor
SPECIES: Khil
AGE: 22
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5’10 Feet
WEIGHT: 175 Lbs
EYES: Onyx
HAIR: None
SKIN: Greenish-Gray
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes

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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES :

Strengths: Agile, Athletic, Excellent Balance, Persuasive, Committed, Entertaining, Patient, Stealthly, Desire to Learn.

Weaknesses: Greedy, Over-thinks things, Novice in the Force, Light saber Construction and Piloting.


APPEARANCE:
K’th is muscular and of average height, he has six hullepi (tentacles) on his face and a greenish-gray complexion. He often wears loose fitting clothing and would come off as a noble or politician. He is often exaggerative, theatrical body language and hand/hullepi gestures. His resting face looks like hes in deep serious contemplation, though he could very well be day dreaming or pondering what to have for lunch.

BIOGRAPHY:
K’th was born on Belnar, the home-world of his people. For the most post he had an enjoyable childhood, living in marshlands with his family. As an adolescent he discovered he had some natural talents such as sports and swimming, but also at hiding. He thought for a long time he seemed uninteresting to people and that was why he went unnoticed in groups or crowds of people. To entertain himself he played a private game of thievery, able to lift jewelry, groceries and other belongings off people who seemed to have no idea he was even near them. He didn’t always keep what he took, most times he returned it as slyly as he stone it. His people dint appreciate thievery so he kept it a secret even when he did return things. To him it was a game and when he played he felt calm and at ease, not worrying about attention or friendships or let downs.

K’th had never left his world, let alone his main continent until he enrolled for a university at Coruscant to pursue an education and career as a politician. However he noticed his natural gift caught up with him, again he went unnoticed this time by his instructors and peers. When giving debates or presentations he came off initially as boring and then subsequently ignored.

The young Khil was distraught by his life seemingly starting to go by and unnoticed, though he received brief attention for sporting events he truly never felt the camaraderie his peers did. A few years went by on Coruscant and graduation was approaching. The university was in a celebratory mood after finishing final projects and many students were planning on attending a visiting circus that supposedly came all the way from the Outer Rim. Alone and in need of some laughs, even if privately, K’th ventured to this visiting circus. In the stands, he didnt see anything too spectacular, the acrobatics were decent and the animals were exotic, but lethargic. K’th was bored, but felt something behind him, more accurately underneath the stands he was sitting on.

He didnt need to look, but sensed someone was about to attempt to pick pocket him. He casually stood up from the stands and made his way down to the main floor, turning he indeed seen what he sensed. A person, a middle aged human in dark clothing actually was under the stands pick pocketing. He would have been hard to see, his clothing was dark and he blended into the shadows. He too found a shadow and slipped into it. He followed the thief as he moved down the row of seats picking at open pockets and bags. He got closer to the thief, matched his movements almost exactly and went unnoticed. The thief had a satchel slung over his side, storing his claims one by one as he plucked them. K’th felt nostalgia, but he felt something close to an urge next when he began to slip his hand into the thief’s satchel, sneaking stolen prizes for his own if even for a moment. Though he probably should return them to the crowd, he continued to steal from the thief until the thief realized his satchel was not gaining weight. When he turned to look in his bag he saw K’th holding an armful of stolen goods. Perplexed the thief just held his mouth open for a short while.

K’th held a glowering look at the thief and swiftly walked passed him. The Khil student had sly-fully returned the missing items he obtained, back to their rightful owners. The old thief had to cover his mouth from laughing. He did however praise K’th for his skills and asked where learned to do that. K’th explained he had much practice as a child and told the thief he should return what remaining items he had. The old man agreed and smiled and told a distracting story about his life, unrealted to the current situation and had walked K’th out from the stands and around the make shift tent to a small parked hover bus. Inside was the ring master of the circus, a portly Besalisk male.

The thief caught his boss up about K’th and it was then that K’th realized he had allowed this man to distract him and lead him hear and had still kept his remaining stolen goods. The Besalisk was impressed and offered K’th a place in his circus. Laughable at first, the Besalisk went on a energetic tangent of what K’th could gain. Fortunes and fame, a life of meaning and excitement with little to nothing to loose. K’th brought up his graduation, surprised he did so and did not just walk out right then and there. Again though these circus people had a certain charm to them, a persuasive song came out every time they spoke. The Besalisk told K’th he would wait after his graduation to hear his response.

A day after his graduation, K’th returned to the Besalisk and said he would agree to join with him. A life of excitement, respect and the opportunity to learn the con artist way of words would surely help him be more noticed and interesting to people. K’th stayed with the circus and traveled from the core to the outer rim. He learned acrobatics and sword dancing (though it was more for show than defensive use). He became more outspoken, generally happier and made his new peers happier by the hauls he was able to pull in for them from thieving off spectators and crowds. He felt a dormant energy released from him, a new person, but over time it started to become complacent. It was the same, enter the show with the same routine, same attention, same praise from his peers, same methods and prizes for stealing. He wanted more now that he was given a taste of a life that he could not even dream of.

He felt confident he could return to a political goal, but working in the Republic would be boring. He despised boring now, boring was a life he had on Belmar, on Coruscant, with the circus and not what he wanted for his future. He heard of an organization seemingly falling apart , but in the works to restoring its self again. Not any normal, boring business, but a crime syndicate, thee crime syndicate. The talents of a thief, political savy, agile and now confident being with a taste for entertainment and new challenges seemed no where better suited to join the Black Suns...

SHIP:
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KILLS:
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BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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