Zosma Undatt
Member
NAME: Zosma Undatt
FACTION: The Imperium (Will join through RP. Likley will be my first RP post)
RANK: Officer Cadet
SPECIES: Human (Boring, I know.)
AGE: 19
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5'11
WEIGHT: 168lb
EYES: GRN
HAIR: BRN
SKIN: Caucasian
FORCE SENSITIVE: Mild sensativity, but untrained, with no intention of recieving training at this time.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+Extremely Honorable
+Good with Blasters
+Good at Hand-to-hand combat
-Can be extremely narrow minded when his beliefs come into question
-Forgetful with names of people he doesn't consider important
-Doesn't know the difference between the pommel and blade of a sword
Note: Good at hand-to-hand meaning fisticuffs. Has no knowledge of swords, may they be Light sabers or Vibro-swords (Even though he owns one) And would likely run, or at least back away if/when a fight closed to that range, and his opponent had a weapon, and was unwilling to fisticuff.
(More coming soon)
APPEARANCE:
Normally up-beat, dark brown hair, with a usually pale complexion from being ship-board most of the time. His light tan's come and go depending on length of time planet side.
BIOGRAPHY:
A normally up-beat middle-child with two sisters, who's family have been farmers on Denon for a few hundred thousand years, at least according to his father, grand father, and so on. He grew up on his family's farm, but was never happy there, wanting, when he came of age to leave his home, and experience the world outside the one he knew, knowing deep within himself that he probably wouldn't return, the slow farm life, not being the one he wanted. He grew up with his father teaching him the basics of almost everything, as was the family tradition. Shooting, fighting, programming on one of the many console's they had. Droid maintenance for the farm service droids, and even building or re-building new, and old ones.
When he turned 18, and his musings and yearnings of getting off the farm slowly turned to planning his father took him aside and told him of his family. His Lineage.
His Great great... (So on and so on) Grandfather, the first Undatt who settled on their now ancestral home was once Colonel Mace Undatt of the Sith Army in the Service of Darth Revan and Darth Malak. He served them and the regime loyally until Malak fell, and their small faction fell. He, and many of his men scattered, making new homes, and new lives for themselves Mace himself buying a farm and settling down. He, and his descendants, at least one son or daughter kep't the family line, and farm going for neigh 200,000+ years, on an out of the way Agriworld. Their family however kep't up on galactic events, over the years and were always disillusioned by most, if not all of the different Empire's and Star-Nations that have come, and gone. He, and the rest of his family, just as Mace was, were believers in Empire, as a Government, ad a belief, but came to the conclusion that Empire and Sith never should have mixed. The Sith would always cause an Empire to fail. The only Empire to come close to success was the Fel Empire before it was destroyed by Darth Krayt.
After talking, debating, and arguing with his Father and Mother, he declared his intention to Join the current Empire, in his opinion it showed the promise to become great, and he wished to do his part if able to shape it, and guide it into the future. His Father then lead him into the basement and depressed a hidden button in what appeared to be a plain duracrete wall where a hidden door slid open revealing a small room, where his ancestor's ancient Sith Trooper Triumvirate armor, weapon, and gear were displayed, the Star Forge crafted metals appeared to not have aged a single day since his ancestor stowed it in the room, the air circulation system that fed into the room keeping it (for the most part) dust and dirt free.
Notable Gear
Sith Triumvirate Trooper Armor - Perfect Condition
KYD-21 Blaster Pistol - Good Condition
Ancient Sith Vibrosword - Not aged well. In need of repair before use, or would be destroyed.
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ROLE-PLAYS:
Joining the Empire
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OOC Note
I love feedback! Don't be afraid that you'll hurt my feelings, be honest.
FACTION: The Imperium (Will join through RP. Likley will be my first RP post)
RANK: Officer Cadet
SPECIES: Human (Boring, I know.)
AGE: 19
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5'11
WEIGHT: 168lb
EYES: GRN
HAIR: BRN
SKIN: Caucasian
FORCE SENSITIVE: Mild sensativity, but untrained, with no intention of recieving training at this time.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+Extremely Honorable
+Good with Blasters
+Good at Hand-to-hand combat
-Can be extremely narrow minded when his beliefs come into question
-Forgetful with names of people he doesn't consider important
-Doesn't know the difference between the pommel and blade of a sword
Note: Good at hand-to-hand meaning fisticuffs. Has no knowledge of swords, may they be Light sabers or Vibro-swords (Even though he owns one) And would likely run, or at least back away if/when a fight closed to that range, and his opponent had a weapon, and was unwilling to fisticuff.
(More coming soon)
APPEARANCE:
Normally up-beat, dark brown hair, with a usually pale complexion from being ship-board most of the time. His light tan's come and go depending on length of time planet side.
BIOGRAPHY:
A normally up-beat middle-child with two sisters, who's family have been farmers on Denon for a few hundred thousand years, at least according to his father, grand father, and so on. He grew up on his family's farm, but was never happy there, wanting, when he came of age to leave his home, and experience the world outside the one he knew, knowing deep within himself that he probably wouldn't return, the slow farm life, not being the one he wanted. He grew up with his father teaching him the basics of almost everything, as was the family tradition. Shooting, fighting, programming on one of the many console's they had. Droid maintenance for the farm service droids, and even building or re-building new, and old ones.
When he turned 18, and his musings and yearnings of getting off the farm slowly turned to planning his father took him aside and told him of his family. His Lineage.
His Great great... (So on and so on) Grandfather, the first Undatt who settled on their now ancestral home was once Colonel Mace Undatt of the Sith Army in the Service of Darth Revan and Darth Malak. He served them and the regime loyally until Malak fell, and their small faction fell. He, and many of his men scattered, making new homes, and new lives for themselves Mace himself buying a farm and settling down. He, and his descendants, at least one son or daughter kep't the family line, and farm going for neigh 200,000+ years, on an out of the way Agriworld. Their family however kep't up on galactic events, over the years and were always disillusioned by most, if not all of the different Empire's and Star-Nations that have come, and gone. He, and the rest of his family, just as Mace was, were believers in Empire, as a Government, ad a belief, but came to the conclusion that Empire and Sith never should have mixed. The Sith would always cause an Empire to fail. The only Empire to come close to success was the Fel Empire before it was destroyed by Darth Krayt.
After talking, debating, and arguing with his Father and Mother, he declared his intention to Join the current Empire, in his opinion it showed the promise to become great, and he wished to do his part if able to shape it, and guide it into the future. His Father then lead him into the basement and depressed a hidden button in what appeared to be a plain duracrete wall where a hidden door slid open revealing a small room, where his ancestor's ancient Sith Trooper Triumvirate armor, weapon, and gear were displayed, the Star Forge crafted metals appeared to not have aged a single day since his ancestor stowed it in the room, the air circulation system that fed into the room keeping it (for the most part) dust and dirt free.
Notable Gear
Sith Triumvirate Trooper Armor - Perfect Condition
KYD-21 Blaster Pistol - Good Condition
Ancient Sith Vibrosword - Not aged well. In need of repair before use, or would be destroyed.
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ROLE-PLAYS:
Joining the Empire
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OOC Note
I love feedback! Don't be afraid that you'll hurt my feelings, be honest.