Sith Order Cyrus Anvari

Mr. Teatime · Sep 12, 2020

NAME
► Cyrus Anvari
AGE
► 25
SPECIES
► Firrerreon
HEIGHT
► 195cm/6'5"
BUILD
► Lean athletic
EYE COLOR
► Gold
HAIR COLOR
► Burgundy and silver
HOMEWORLD
► Arkania
GENDER
► Male
FACTION
► Sith Eternal
RANK
► Champion
FORCE SENSITIVITY
► Yes

B I O G R A P H Y

Cyrus was born on Arkania to a set of unusual circumstances. Although his mother was a Firrerroean, his 'father' was an Arkanian scientist employed by the state to research the potential uses of Firrerreon genomes for military applications. As a young boy he grew up with a variety of teachers, training, and cultural enrichment in order to ensure a top quality test. Through the might of Arkanian science he was designed with additional features derived from Arkanians themselves in the style of their various Offshoot species. He was remarkably intelligent and picked up on new skills and knowledge quickly, thought up clever solutions to problems, and was rapidly able to demonstrate proficiency in most given tasks. He was also unfailingly disciplined and polite even as a child, as expected of one raised to Arkanian standards.

What the scientist had not counted on was the boy's sensitivity to the Force, however. A freak occurrence, the first incidents involved the boy able to guess the answers to puzzles he hadn't seen before or predicting the actions and thoughts of his instructors. The scientist believed this was an excellent bonus. If the Arkanian state could weaponize the fabled powers of the Jedi for covert ops they would be unstoppable, he thought. What he didn't count on was the boy himself having an opinion of his own.

Firrerreons are a wild and clan-based species that possess a prideful warrior culture and a strong will. Paired with Arkanian intelligence and guile, the result was like granting sentience to a feral tiger. Allowing the boy to socialize with his own kind in an attempt to refine their warrior ways into that of soldiers would end up being their downfall. The boy knew of the intentions of the Arkanians through the usage of his powers, knew they considered him property and a tool to use for their own ends in the future. He would bide his time and wait for an opportunity to escape and remove those who believed they had the right to own his name and existence.

That opportunity came in the form of another Arkanian, an older woman he met during a series of tests. Privately she confided in the boy that she represented a secret group of individuals who could also feel the Force. She believed the boy would make an excellent fit, but that he must first free himself from the chains that bound him to Arkania. In order to liberate himself, he would need to abandon his ties to his clan. If he could do that, she would take him away from Arkania and offer him a new life under his own control.

The woman's words were convincing. The boy abandoned his misgivings, and it didn't take him long to come up with a plan. Though specific records of the event were lost in the destruction of the facility, the news reported a research lab explosion and subsequent inferno that left behind no survivors. It was attributed to a cascade failure of the power systems that wasn't mitigated in time to prevent disaster. The bodies inside that were found were mostly unidentifiable and the facility's records had been destroyed or corrupted, so not even his family realized there was a single survivor.

The boy had made his escape along with a copy of the research data, meeting up with the Arkanian woman and absconding from the planet. Now free of the chains that bound him he was inducted into the Eternal, joining the Legions of Lettow and training his powers of the Force. The Dark side came almost naturally to him, his pride, greed, and anger feeding into it and granting him strength. His training was otherwise uneventful beyond the additional building up of his own personal connections and resources over time.

After the newly christened Dark Lord of the Sith announced their secret existence to the galaxy, the Firrerreon decided that was the time to really get to work. He acquired for himself a proper ship and went out into the wider galaxy to see what strings could be strung through the galactic underworld. If he had his way, using the skills he's learned, the precious society and order of the galaxy would collapse out from under them.

A R M O U R Y

Crossguard Lightsaber, dual-phase
x2 Practical Lightsaber, dual phase
Several phrik vibroknives
Utility belt (with associated content)
RSKF-44 Blaster Pistol
Armour of Ren (If specified)
Armoured Suit (If specified)
Comlink
Datapad
Medpack

S K I L L S + T R A I T S

Cyrus is a man with a versatile skillset, literally by design. He has broad training in both combat and command, with his continued search for knowledge and training expanding and building upon the efforts of his youth. He will usually default to his blaster when other options aren't needed and prefers not to call upon the Force, believing himself above such efforts against most threats. When deciding to engage in close combat he is a vicious and unyielding user of Form X and Vogar.

His academic knowledge is fairly significant, an amateur student of several sciences. He studies alien cultures with a focus on warrior societies such as the Echani and Mandalorians. He speaks a slew of languages with varying proficiency.

Raised as a part of Arkanian society and expectations means he is unfailingly polite to almost anyone he speaks to regardless of the context. He also holds long grudges and has a great capacity for cruelty and manipulation beneath the veneer of civility, caring little for most others that he sees as lesser beings. His calm bearing belies a vicious temper and bloodlust that only rarely shows itself outwardly.

Cyrus is a being of great personal pride, the natural outcome when one combines the mindsets Arkanians and Firrerreons. Though he does have Arkanian genes as part of his makeup, he does not identify as an Arkanian himself. Though he will acknowledge their skill in the sciences and that they are greater than most, he sees himself as a being even greater than they.

As a Firrerreon, he possesses greater speed and strength than a baseline human, with significant stamina and the ability to recover from even grievous injury given enough time. He also possesses the ability to view both ultraviolet and infrared wavelengths, sharp hearing that can hear well into the upper spectrum, protective nictitating membranes that can cover his eyes, highly developed canine teeth, and five clawed fingers that he usually keeps well-trimmed. His skin is gold-tinted, though it shifts to silver when angered and scars in the same colour.

He is fairly adept technologically, though it is almost entirely self-taught. He can fly a ship or pilot an airspeeder, though he considers it a job more suited to droids or servants than to himself. As a result of his early training he can handle explosives.

When it comes to the Force, he has a personal preference for the subtle and insidious over the overt and flashy most of the time. He is excellent at manipulating and affecting the minds of others for his own gain and at hiding his presence, should he feel the need. If it comes down to it he can manipulate fire and lightning if pushed.

Though he studies and has great interest in such esoteric arts as sorcery and alchemy, he is not yet proficient in its use in most cases and actively searches for greater knowledge in the subject. He possesses skill in predicting the future as well as the art of psychometry.

He has developed a dislike of Hutts, finding their widespread dominance, arrogance, and control over other species in spite of their individual weakness and inferiority to be greatly offensive.

O T H E R

T H R E A D S

A wolf in gentleman's clothing

You utter fool! Arkanian science is the galaxy's finest!

Sith Order Cyrus Anvari

Mr. Teatime

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