Ophion Kendis
Member
NAME: Ophion Kendis
FACTION: Jedi Order
RANK: Padawan
SPECIES: Iridonian/Zabrak
AGE: Nineteen
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6'2"
WEIGHT: 215lbs.
EYES: Purple
HAIR: N/A
SKIN: Dark Blue/Grey
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths - Good sense for strategy and tactics, good with mechanical things.
Weaknesses - Inexperience, still learning. Keeping himself isolated from others.
SHIP:
N/A
BIOGRAPHY:
Ophion was born and raised on the home planet of Iridonia. His parents were of little consequence as they abandoned him the day he was born. He was found and raised by several people in an 'Orphanage' as they called it. In complete honesty, all they did was take in homeless children, raise them and sell them to the highest bidder. At around the age of five or six, Ophion was put up for auction, and sold to a wealthy Hutt family. They bought him, since they needed someone to cook and clean and take care of their every whim, which was one of the reason most people were buying slaves anyway. He was collared and chained and shipped to the world of Nal Hutta. This is where he spent the next long, gruesome tormenting decade of his life.
As he grew in the household of the Hutts, he witnessed many things. Murders, tortures.....things that chill him to the bone to remember. Being the kind, decent lad he was, he never once let this happen without trying to help, and defy his Masters. This is where we come to the scars that cover his body. One of their favorite pastimes, were torturing Ophion whenever he misbehaved. To do this, they would take a knife and hold it over fire until heated, then slice into his skin as he was held down. The pain was excruciating to say the least. It was something that could not be described to someone who had not felt it. Many times, he had wished for death, but it never came. Not once had they even thought of giving him the sweet release of death....That was until it happened.
He was sixteen now, growing into a man. As well as he could, anyway. Every day was harsher than the last, every hour an eternity in that hell. It was when the Hutts kidnapped an ambassadors son, when he stood up once again. He had tried to help the boy escape, which was the final straw. The ambassador refused to pay for his son, and the boy was going to be executed. Because of the attempt to help the boy escape, Ophion would be executed along with him. However, luckily for him, the ambassador had asked the Jedi for assistance, and soon the mansion was swarmed with Knights. The Hutts either killed or arrested, the boy and Ophion saved. The Jedi noticed that he had a fair midi-chlorian count, and took him with them, where he resides to this day.
Personality:
Ophion is a....quiet person to say the least. Having always been the one on the outside, he never developed much use for words. Don't be mistaken, he does indeed speak, though his voice is always soft and gentle. He's a very studious person, preferring to keep his mind mostly on his training and books, and little for anything else. Because of this, many find him to be a 'teachers pet' as some would call, but that's not the case. He only ever wishes to do well. Ophion is a very smart person, though he tried his best not to let on, as he feels he would be the center of attention. That is the last thing he wants to be. His intention is to only skate by without anyone taking notice, at least until he becomes a full member of the Jedi Order.
Ophion isn't timid by any accounts, in fact he is the most likely to take a stand when he sees injustice, or something that goes against his beliefs. Because of this, he finds himself in trouble on more accounts than one. This being the reason his body is riddled with scars, which he refuses to talk about to others.
KILLS:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A
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ROLE-PLAYS:
N/A
FACTION: Jedi Order
RANK: Padawan
SPECIES: Iridonian/Zabrak
AGE: Nineteen
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6'2"
WEIGHT: 215lbs.
EYES: Purple
HAIR: N/A
SKIN: Dark Blue/Grey
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths - Good sense for strategy and tactics, good with mechanical things.
Weaknesses - Inexperience, still learning. Keeping himself isolated from others.
SHIP:
N/A
BIOGRAPHY:
Ophion was born and raised on the home planet of Iridonia. His parents were of little consequence as they abandoned him the day he was born. He was found and raised by several people in an 'Orphanage' as they called it. In complete honesty, all they did was take in homeless children, raise them and sell them to the highest bidder. At around the age of five or six, Ophion was put up for auction, and sold to a wealthy Hutt family. They bought him, since they needed someone to cook and clean and take care of their every whim, which was one of the reason most people were buying slaves anyway. He was collared and chained and shipped to the world of Nal Hutta. This is where he spent the next long, gruesome tormenting decade of his life.
As he grew in the household of the Hutts, he witnessed many things. Murders, tortures.....things that chill him to the bone to remember. Being the kind, decent lad he was, he never once let this happen without trying to help, and defy his Masters. This is where we come to the scars that cover his body. One of their favorite pastimes, were torturing Ophion whenever he misbehaved. To do this, they would take a knife and hold it over fire until heated, then slice into his skin as he was held down. The pain was excruciating to say the least. It was something that could not be described to someone who had not felt it. Many times, he had wished for death, but it never came. Not once had they even thought of giving him the sweet release of death....That was until it happened.
He was sixteen now, growing into a man. As well as he could, anyway. Every day was harsher than the last, every hour an eternity in that hell. It was when the Hutts kidnapped an ambassadors son, when he stood up once again. He had tried to help the boy escape, which was the final straw. The ambassador refused to pay for his son, and the boy was going to be executed. Because of the attempt to help the boy escape, Ophion would be executed along with him. However, luckily for him, the ambassador had asked the Jedi for assistance, and soon the mansion was swarmed with Knights. The Hutts either killed or arrested, the boy and Ophion saved. The Jedi noticed that he had a fair midi-chlorian count, and took him with them, where he resides to this day.
Personality:
Ophion is a....quiet person to say the least. Having always been the one on the outside, he never developed much use for words. Don't be mistaken, he does indeed speak, though his voice is always soft and gentle. He's a very studious person, preferring to keep his mind mostly on his training and books, and little for anything else. Because of this, many find him to be a 'teachers pet' as some would call, but that's not the case. He only ever wishes to do well. Ophion is a very smart person, though he tried his best not to let on, as he feels he would be the center of attention. That is the last thing he wants to be. His intention is to only skate by without anyone taking notice, at least until he becomes a full member of the Jedi Order.
Ophion isn't timid by any accounts, in fact he is the most likely to take a stand when he sees injustice, or something that goes against his beliefs. Because of this, he finds himself in trouble on more accounts than one. This being the reason his body is riddled with scars, which he refuses to talk about to others.
KILLS:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A
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ROLE-PLAYS:
N/A
