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Tyric

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NAME: Tyric
FACTION: Outer Rim Coalition
RANK: Knight (FU), Matuaki Adept
SPECIES: Human (Thyrsian)
AGE: 45
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6’2”
WEIGHT: 230lbs
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Black (Shaved head)
SKIN: dark
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes


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STRENGTHS:

  • Matukai Training

  • Thyrsian Training

WEAKNESSES:

  • No Flying Ace

  • Not Exactly a Marksmen

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Tall, Chiseled. Intimidating and imposing. Tyric is what some might call a Grecian Adonis, though the origins of that phrase are lost to the mists of time in this Galaxy. Body hardened by a lifetime of training and fighting, he cuts an impressive figure, with a steady and solid gait that makes him stand out in a crowd almost more [SIZE=9pt]that[/SIZE] his stature does. His eyes are calm, dark pools of brown and his head is always neatly shaven, his voice a deep rich bass ladened melody that is rarely raised or disturbed.

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Born to a prominent Thyrsian warrior house, Tyric was raised from birth to know combat and it’s intricacies, being a natural even for his people. In his teens, the One Sith came to power in the Core Worlds, and many of his kin and people swore to the Dark Lord, much as they had the many Empires before.

Tyric himself saw the Sith as a [SIZE=8.5pt]danger,[/SIZE] and one who had gleefully exploited the Thyrsian people time and again for profit and gain. And so, with that viewpoint as his basis, he struck out from the galaxy’s coren seeking various masters of combat to further his training. No real goal in mind, other than mastery of himself so that he would never be like some of his people - a willing lapdog to religious zealots.

Eventually, as many such quests seem [SIZE=8.5pt]to[/SIZE] for inexplicable reasons, Tyric wound up drifting with obscure martial orders in the Outer Rim. At one point competing in a few tourneys to keep fed and flying. Eventually a man approached him, offering training the likes of which even he had not seen or believed in, speaking of incredible feats and even making the Force something that Tyric could rely on.

It became apparent in his early days training with the Matukai master that this training was indeed unlike anything he had ever before [SIZE=8.5pt]underwent[/SIZE]. An accomplished and formidable warrior, the regimens and training he was put under and exposed to pushed him to his breaking point and even beyond. But past that point he found a calmness. A center and power unlike he had ever known.

He spent years with his mentor as an [SIZE=8.5pt]apprentice,[/SIZE] and eventually learned to call on the Force through his training, knowing it as ally and tool both. When this was done, his Master could sense the wanderlust and purpose seeking in his pupil. Pronouncing him an Adept, he gave him a collection of treatises on the Matukai traditions, and told the younger man to seek out that which would challenge and strengthen him. And so he has.



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SHIP:
TBD

KILLS:
Maybe Someday

BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None

POSSESSIONS:
Soon

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Coming Soon (™)

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Apprentice - Knight - Master - Specialist
Dashes denote skills generally not available before master of the Force.

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