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Namtaru Khaal

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[N A M T A R U - K H A A L]
[FACTION] Independent; Formerly Infinite Empire
[SPECIES] Rakata
[AGE] Over 25 Millennia (chronological); Equivalent to 35 (biological)
[GENDER] Male
[HEIGHT] 2.18 Meters
[WEIGHT] 113 kg
[EYES] Yellow-Orange
[SKIN] Pale Blue
[VOICE] Keith Szarabajka as the Didact
[FORCE SENSITIVITY] Positive
[HOMEWORLD] Lehon (aka Rakata Prime)



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[STRENGTHS]
[+] War-Born: Being born into a conquering empire, in addition to his larger-than-average size, Namtaru is a warrior first and foremost. He helped lead numerous campaigns at the behest of the Predors above him. Even after millennia of slumber of

[+] Dark Champion: Being born in the Infinite Empire and as a Force Sensitive, Namtaru is exclusively a user of the Dark. No balance. No light.

[+] Polyglot: As a Rakata, his mind can process information quickly. Mostly, this is useful in picking up and understanding new languages. As of his awakening, he speaks Rakatan, Basic, and Sith.



[WEAKNESSES]
[-] Lost Knowledge: Despite being born into the Infinite Empire, Namtaru was raised to be a soldier, not a builder. While his DNA might register on what little Rakatan technology remains, he has no ability to operate or build it beyond a Forcesaber (now obsolete thanks to lightsaber technology).

[-] Superiority Complex: As a former Predor of the ancient Rakatan Empire that enslaved a large part of sentient life, he has little respect for beings that he views as little more than the descendants of slaves. The only beings that even gain a sliver of his respect are those who are especially strong in the Dark Side.

[-] Cannibal: A cultural trait of his people. He has little prohibitions to eating the meat of other sentient life, be it carrion on the battlefield or fresh before him. He is not afraid to throw this threat around to underlings that fail him far too often.



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[PERSONALITY]
Namtaru is a callous, cruel being, like many of his kin were. He is delighted in the thrills of war and conquering. As previously noted, he is speciesist, grasping to the ideas of Rakatan superiority that once were galactic truth. Yet, he is also in incredible despair after awakening, being witness to his people becoming so low and the empire he served becoming a collection of relics.



[BIOGRAPHY]
Millennia ago, the Infinite Empire of the Rakata was had a great foothold in the galaxy. Numerous worlds beneath its heel, and even more species in its chains. Among the Rakata was born Namtaru of the Khaal tribe. He was very noted for his above average size as a hatching, and his ferocity in dispatching his weaker nestmates.

As he grew, he was trained to be among the warrior caste of his kind. In the name of the Empire, he lead small legions of warriors to further conquest. Like many, he was a Predor, who had predors both below and above him. But with all empires, the Rakata were faltering. Slave rebellions grew around the Empire, and eventually the death knell of the Rakata civilization as he knew it. A plague was fast spread among his people, seeming to diaconnect them from the powerful Force that drove their technology. Acting quickly, he summoned his mechanically gifted underlings. Under his orders, they modified a Coruscanti generational ship to hos use. Watching his empire crumble, he placed himself into suspended animation, intending for only a few decades or centuries at most.

But there his ship drifted in the depths of space, missing millennia of events. Until now. His cradle of slumber, now seized upin by pirates on the border of the Unknown Regions. They awoke him, and his rage. They became easy food. Commandeering their ship, he saught to learn about what occured in his slumber.

Eyes set up on a new galaxy, one familar yet different, he began to learn and adapt. No longer were h9s kind the masters of the galaxy. Yet, aware of modern technology, he has begun to adapt. Adrift in the blackness of space, he seeks havens of the Dark Side, longing to spill blood in the name of war once again.



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[TRANSPORTS]
The Infinity, a silver Slith-class frigate with luminous orange accents

A Kaminoan flight pod that he uses as a shuttle

[TECHNOLOGY]
His durasteel armor (see above)
His unique-shaped, orange-bladed lightsaber gauntlet

Grotthu, a Cyclops Probe Droid he uses as a portable communicator
 

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