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Designation: Virsill
Alias':
The Prophet
The Speaker
Title(s):
Prophet of Sythul
Species:
Yon'yu Wanderer's
Homeworld:
Unknown
Social Standing:
Prophet of Sythul
Allegiance:
The Sith Empire
Jen'ari Empire
Rank:
Sith Knight
Force Sensitivity:
Yes
Force Alignment:
The Darkside
Personality:
Cold, unforgiving, soulless...inhumane are just a few words that describe the 'emotional complex' that is Virsill. Virsill isn't human, he isn't even close to being identified as a 'human.' So why would one automatically assume he's have the inherently human thoughts of sympathy and empathy? That singular line of thinking, is folly and foolish thinking's of a madman. Virsill isn't grounded to reality by such concepts as empathy or sympathy, as is his whole species. Their emotional spectrum and mental spectrum is all relayed to one thing, serving their lord Sythul, a cosmic entity that knows all. Thus was the reason Virsill aligned himself with the Sith, they were the only perceived way as bringing back Sythul from his deep slumber.
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Age: One-hundred & Fifty Years
Height: 7'1
Weight: 289 lbs.
Body Type: Lean
Muscle Type: Lean
Complexion: Sickly white-grey
Eye Color: N/A
Hair Type: N/A
Distinguishing Marks:
Pulsating purple-blue veins across chest and arms
Bandaged head
Virsill came across from the dark reaches of space, on an unknown craft that resembled an alien design like one would see in cave paintings. How long ago he had arrived in the known galaxy, he hadn't an idea. It had been...such a long, long time ago. Faint memories of his home, was all he remembered. Virsill was on a mission, that was all he remembered about his home, nothing else. He was the instrument for Sythul to come about to the Galaxy once more.
Sythul was all that Virsill knew, it was all he had ever known. In moment's of solace and lonesome, his company was betrothed by the presence of Sythul. Sythul's essence was what had led him to the Sith so very long ago, it led him to a place he now called 'home,' a haven from which he operated henceforth from now. From the sith, he gained a greatly expanded knowledge of the arts of the force, his force ability made up for his physical faults. He was still blind, as were all members of his species, though the force helped him through this obstacle. As it did help him through his physical weaknesses, his physical strength could be enhanced by the Force. Through the force, Virsill acted on Sythul's command. Through the force, Virsill knew he could survive this galaxy. Without it...he would be lost.
