Wroloch
Scion of Togoria
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[/CENTER]Age: 25
Sex: Male
Height: 280cm
Weight: 290kg
Eyes: Gold
Hair: Fur is gold/orange
Skin: Pink
Force Sensitive: Very much
Force Alignment: Neutral/Light
Character traits
Character Alignment: True neutral/ Neutral Good
Jungian Personality type: ENFP
Four Temperaments: Sanguine
Big five test:
Cautious over Curious
Organized over Careless
Energetic over Reserved
Compassionate over Detached
Confident over Nervous
Family: None are alive
STRENGTHS
[+] Gargantuan size - Of monumental stature that gives him supernatural strength
[+] I Am a Truck - Extremely dense bone structure warrants extraordinary constitution
[+] A Born Hunter - Honed senses and reflexes, both through biology and the Force
[+] Seasoned Warrior - Trained in unarmed combat in Togorian tradition
[+] Fear No More - Very few things and people frighten Wroloch
[+] Braveheart - Last to leave the battlefield
[+] Beastmaster - Innate ability to command beasts via the Force
WEAKNESSES
[-] Undexterous Hand - Not too nible, due to immense size
[-] Can't Fit Here - Cannot pilot a starfighter nor sit in most compact transports
[-] A Shieldless Mind - Cannot use mental powers, but is very susceptible to mind control
[-] Prideful - Very hard to admit when he's wrong
[-] No Tech or Mech - not too savy with technology, ranging from starships to blasters
[-] Feral - A wild side which can easily turn to Dark Side, if not kept in check
[-] Emotion is my Potion - driven by emotions, ranging from love to hate towards the Sith
Appearance: Wroloch is a Togorian warrior in his prime, a truly majestic exemplar
of his species. His frame is muscular; wide shoulders and neck make way to a chiseled torso
and herculean thighs. The entirety of his body is covered with a short amber coloured coat
with distinct dark gray stripes. A pair of deeply set almond shaped eyes observe the cruel
world, while an incisor-filled snout sneers at the galaxy dominated by the One Sith.
Evolved to be a natural killing-machine in the wilderness of Togoria, Wroloch commands
respect and unease by his stature alone. His voice is deep, thundering, nothing short
of a growl.
Ship: Soon™
Gear: Soon™
Weapons: Soon™
Biography: Wroloch hails from the grassy plain in the south of Togoria. Like all male Togorians, he spent his formative years with his mother and female members of his extended family in a peaceful village at the foot of the Fellous Mountains. He was often mocked as a cub due to his yellow/orange fur which was a result of a rare genetic mutation among the otherwise predominanty grey-colored Togorians. When Wroloch became of age, his father and uncle came to collect him so that they could roam the wilderness in search of game. They taught the young feline how to hunt and survive in harsh, predator-infested environment of the planet. Upon reaching adulthood, Wroloch selected a mate, a female named Nalla, whom he began to court by bringing liphon eggs to her window sill at night. The Togorian hunter would've lead a menial life, completely unaware of his immense Force sensitivity, if the One Sith hadn't invaded his home planet. During that horrendous event, Wroloch's native village and three surrounding settlements were wiped out from the face of the planet via bombardment. His entire family, including his mother, sisters and his future wife Nalla were all slain. As One Sith took control of the planet, Wroloch was captured and taken to New Caross, a slave camp established by God-King himself, the loathsome [member="Darth Vornskr"]. There he would spend the remainder of his days as a slave to the One Sith, his existence void of meaning and purpose. Or will he?
Force powers:
Control:
Sense:
Alter:
Lightsaber:
Soon™
Roleplays:
Soon™
