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Sirak Pyne

Sirak Pyne

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NAME: Sirak Pyne
FACTION: The Sith Empire
RANK: Apprentice
SPECIES: Zabrak
AGE: 21
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6'3"
WEIGHT: 100 kgs
EYES: Orange
HAIR: Bald
SKIN: Red, covered in black tattoos.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes

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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
(+) Strong and Agile - Sirak is very capable physically. This is due to his rigorous self training.
(+) Expert at Hand-to-Hand Combat - Trained in Iridonian martial arts since birth.
(+) Quick Learner - He picks up new techniques and learns information rather quickly.

(-/+) Eager - Possibly a bit too eager to 'be the best'. Will run into dangerous situations to try and prove this.

(-) Narrowminded - Rarely sees the 'bigger picture'.
(-) Big ego - Thinks very highly of himself. If he was ever bested completely, would sulk for days, perhaps weeks.

SHIP:

BIOGRAPHY:
Sirak Pyne was born on Iridonia. Not much to note about his early life, except that he excelled in the martial arts native to his homeplanet. Other than that, he was an average child, perhaps a little curious of everything around him, but average nonetheless.

He grew into a burly young man that was well known among his friends for being a good fighter. Nobody disagreed with him, less they face the bone cracking pain of a powerful punch to the nose.

When Sirak was eighteen, he was scouted by a swoop bike manager and whisked away to Tatooine to compete in an amateur swoop bike championship. He won, and soon began an illustrious career in swoop bike racing.

The 'manager' happened to be a servant of the Dreadlord Moridin, the former emperor. The Dreadlord saw the force potential in Sirak and began training him as his apprentice. While he was being trained, Sirak frequently raced in swoop races and built a public name for himself, gaining fame and notoriety for his swoop skills.

This ended recently when he attended the finals of a sector championship that was hosted illegally on Korriban. Through an odd turn of events, he went way off circuit and stumbled across the Sith Academy after a terrible crash. Injured and dying, a Sith Master saw the potential in the young Zabrak and brought him into the temple.

There, while in recovery, the Sith Master covered Sirak in black tattoos; the marking of the Sith. The pain was excruciating. Once it was over, the Sith said simply, "You belong to us now," and walked away. Sirak never saw him again.

Little did anyone know that the whole thing had been orchestrated by Moridin himself to put his apprentice through the rigorous training the Empire offered.

KILLS:
Coming soon.

BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/a

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ROLE-PLAYS:
An Ancient Lesson from an Ancient Figure - Sirak learns from Val'Ryss Zankarr, along with a group of other apprentices.
No Pain, No Gain - Assigned a master, the superith himself, Sirak begins his training in earnest.
Ghostship Greetings - Sirak meets with his true master on board the spaceworthy wreck of Harrower-class Star Destroyer.
 

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