Paareth
Sith Happens
Name: Paareth
Faction: One Sith
Rank: Acolyte
Species: Trandoshan
Age: 19 started 17
Sex: Male
Height: 8ft 9
Weight: 420 Pounds
Eyes: Green Lizard-Like
Hair: None
Skin: Thick, Scaly, Grey-Green
Force Sensitive: Yes
Strengths:
Angry. VERY ANGRY
HULK. Racial regenerative Capabilities, hardening Skin.
SMASH. Physical Strength, Size, Fists like stone.
YOU. Skilled Hunter and Tracker
Weaknesse
Breaks things. No Dexterity in the Hands. Can barely hold or use a gun. Might wield a maul weapon.
Prone to hyper-emotional states and hard to control in any form.
Allergic to Gold
Must be Drip Fed Sith Alchemy.
Appearance
Paareth has been given an upgrade. The One Sith continues to pump him full of new chemicals, sith alchemy, and other toxic liquids. Twisting his already hardening form into a solid horror. His skin has started to harden to blaster fire, and his fists have become like stone. Like so many of their creations, he is a walking experiment that never ends or finds peace.
Still a towering Trandoshan, his arms have become like tree trunks and fists small boulders. The axe he took to the head hasn't improved his intelligence, the durasteel plate still exists there, it has also given him a slight slur. Black alchemical liquids can sometimes be seen coming out of the side of this head from the injury.
Former Appearance:
A towering thickset Trandoshan. Thick scaly grey-green skin, and long predatory teeth. Green lizard-like eyes and sharp claws. Thicker forearms, shoulders with larger hands than usual for his species. He has a noticeable alchemical Sith symbol across the back of his neck that will never fade or heal.
Horribly, Taking an Axe to the head, blunted through a helmet of course. Has caused him to need a metal plate on the side of his face. It has also given him a slight slur which he's mocked for by his competitors, and the alchemical liquids that usually run coursing through his body, can sometimes be seen running out injury when he's under stress.
Horribly, Taking an Axe to the head, blunted through a helmet of course. Has caused him to need a metal plate on the side of his face. It has also given him a slight slur which he's mocked for by his competitors, and the alchemical liquids that usually run coursing through his body, can sometimes be seen running out injury when he's under stress.
Biography:
Starting:
Paareth has always been overly aggressive, this is nothing new for his race. Hyper aggression to the point of using his rage to push him beyond normal human understanding. Ever since he has been a boy he has entered the states of extreme rage that his race is known for, only his seem to propel him to new heights of physical strength. The more he fought, the stronger and bigger he grew. Using rage to gain muscle mass and train, train, train till he was larger and meaner than anyone he knew his age. Anger was the catalyst for all Paareth did in his youth. Fighting is the Trandoshan language and way of communicating intent. Not fighting to settle a dispute is strange. It was this and a strong force connection that led the young bounty hunter to [member="Darth Centax"].
Centax found him on a hunt. Tracking a lone Whiphid through the jungles on Kashyyyk. Having beaten him to his prey, the two fought. After a bloody violent battle, Paareth was beaten to within an inch of his life. Yet that fight was enough, he had fought with such aggression and fury Centax spared his life. Noticing this force potential, his strength, along with his race’s natural regenerative capabilities, Centax wanted Paareth to act as his enforcer when he was away on more important business.
Serving as Darth Centax’s apprentice in the One Sith. Paareth is ruthless and dependable. Keeping careful score for the scorekeeper as he tallies the many lives he has taken in his Master’s service. He takes his religion seriously, making offerings and keeping trophies of his hunts in his own personal quarters. Preferring to kill his prey himself, with his bare hands if possible. Paareth gets to quench his taste for the hunt and deepening his understanding of what hyper aggression can do when channeled through the force. It puts him almost into a zen state of bloody rage, drawn on and on until brought to heel. This is merely the first of these hyper-emotions slowly being learned to be conducted through him, not halted, not held, but enjoyed and unleashed to their full conclusion.
Paareth is part of Centax’s first move to elevate himself to the position Keth once occupied, using him as the muscle for the Master Manipulator, or so Centax would become. Drip feeding his pupil Sith Alchemy, the Trandoshan has become a canvas for Darth Centax to follow in Keth's footsteps, unfortunately, this has given him a reliance on certain alchemical liquids. Whether Paareth survives the constant use of himself as an agent to slaughter all that are put in his way, or as the experimental playground of his Master's alchemy, will be down to sheer force of will. Either way. He is having a good time.
Chapter One
The subject of more and more experiments. There is little care now in the Trandoshan but SMASH. ANGER and the hyper-emotional states his race is known for. The more hurt he seems to get the angrier he gets. His grievous wounding in a duel hasn't helped his manners or intelligence but it has made him angrier.
SHIP:
Soon tm
KILLS:
Soon tm
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
Soon tm
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