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Tiberius Spar

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Tiberius Spar
Name // Tiberius Spar​
Species // Togorian​
Age // 21​
Faction // Death Watch​
Sex // Male​
Height // 2.76m​
Hair // Dark Gray, White​
Eyes // Orange​
Force Sensitive // No​
Strengths and Weaknesses
+ Physically strong, because of his species Tiberius is known to have an incredible amount of strength behind him. Able to lift objects other can't with ease. This has lead to him being known as the brute of the group, alongside his fellow Togorian brother; Aryn.​
+ Dense bones, also due to his species Togorians are known to have dense bone tissue, allowing them to endure a lot more physical trauma than others. Meaning he can take quite the beating, and still walk away from it.​
+ Good with his hands, because of his hunting background he is known to be skilled in hand to hand combat, as well as wielding two handed weapons and even wielding two one handed swords at one time.​
- Slow, because of his size. He tends to rely on others to catch up to fleeing targets, or using a vehicle to aid him as he is simply unable to keep up.​
- Not the sharpest tool in the box, his family are known hunters on his homeworld. This led to his entire education wrapped around hunting, his intelligence lacks drastically because of this, in all aspects; Numeracy, Literacy, History... you name it.​
- Force Hater, from his clan's background, Tiberius was taught to hate all force users, no matter their allegiance he hates them.​
Backstory
Tiberius was born into a long lasting family of Togorians, who deemed themselves hunters for centuries. At first, it seemed Tiberius was going to join them, as he grew up his father taught him how to hunt, cook and most importantly survive. One long winter's night, on Togoria, Tiberius and his father were out hunting in the midst of the night for a local Liphon who had been terrorizing the local's for some time now.​
They knew where the beast would be, so they both rid on Tiberius' father's Mosgoth, which are large beasts tamed by the Togorians. They flew to where the beast had been for some time now, before they landed in some large plant life not too far from the target's location. Pushing through the bushes, making their way to the beast with Tiberius wielding a large battle axe from his father's collection and his father using a rifle loaded with a chemical residue known to poison Liphons.​
As they approached Tiberius' father signalled for his son, to make his way into the tree's and prepare for an attack, as they had practiced countless hand signal's all throughout Tiberius' life. So, he obeyed and made his way up the tree, and peered over the bushes. Only to see, a nightmare.​
There stood, four male Liphons. Tiberius had to tell his father, but if he shouted he would alert the Liphons, he was in a predicament. So, he jumped across the tree's top to another making his way closer to his dad, who was ever nearing to his death, unknowing of what was ahead of them. Tiberius jumped as fast as he could, though... his size made it difficult for him to traverse such terrain before he stopped, knowing he would not make it in time. He raised his axe, and tossed it ahead of his father, attempting to signal him.​
The axe, sliced through the branch before it would head directly for his father. "No, father look out!" The feline would roar out. His father turned, for the axe to go straight through his father's torso splitting the aged Togorian in half. Tiberius stood there in shock. Not blinking, not making a noise. His heart had just split into two, along with his father. He fell from the tree, landing on his back, staring up to the sky. He was broken, he didn't know what to do. He would be banished from his homeworld, his life was ruined. There was a bigger threat on his hands however, the Liphons would have heard him. His instincts kicked in, and he crawled to the side, sliding under a large leaf and lying there hopeless.​
The next morning, he hadn't gotten a single doze of sleep. He crawled out of the hole, gathering to his feet and making his way to his father's ruined corpse, removing the axe and clipping it onto his back's holster, and kneeling. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." He would then shed a tear from his eye, it soaking into his fur. Shortly after, clawing away at the dirt... he had to bury his father.​
After it was done, he made his way back to his village. To see the smiling faces of his family, seeing them expecting another figure to appear behind Tiberius', but it didn't. Their faces quickly changed. The village people began to cry, almost everyone was close to his father. The leader, quickly banished Tiberius after he explained what had happened, his own mother looked the other way. He was cast out into space, only to find his true purpose.​
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