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Official Sith Imperium Records
Branch of Imperium: Sith Order
Known Ranking: Sith Acolyte
Home Planet: [ST]Anaxes[/ST] Haruun Kal
Race: Human
Ethnicity: Korun
Born: ???? ABY
[ST]Death: ???? ABY[/ST]
Age: 23 standard years
Status: [ST]Deceased[/ST] Alive
Gender: Male
Height: 1.9 meters
Weight: 90.7 kilograms
Alignment: Chaotic Evil
Physical Description: Amber Eyes, Black Hair, Brown Skin, Red Sith Tattoos, lean body
Cybernetic Implants: None
Force Sensitivity: Confirmed
Imperial Inquisition Officer: Subject's arrival confirmed, beginning official investigation.
Subject: Is there a reason I was brought here, imperial?
Imperial Inquisition Officer: Your record has been empty for three years.
Subject: And how is that my failing, imperial?
Imperial Inquisition Officer: You have been called into question of deserting the Empire. We have gone over your record, and there was no year of birth or death, yet it is stated you are twenty two years old.
Subject: I do not know my birth year. I was nidôsh, orphaned. My parents died and I was raised by my Ghôsh on Haruun Kal.
Imperial Inquisition Officer: Your record states you were born in the Empire capital of Anaxes.
Subject: And just why would it state that?
Imperial Inquisition Officer: Now, calm down, I am merely stating what was on-
Subject: You do not tell me to be calm, imperial; I tell you. You have brought me here not of my own volition for a trifling matter that you have not given me a rhyme or reason for. Now I am losing my pati-
Imperial Inquisition Officer: Your official imperial record claims you are dead.
Subject: I have been pronounced dead three times in my past thirteen years as an acolyte. I assure you I am very much... alive. I would think by now it would be made plain that I am very much hard to kill. Now I demand that this-
Imperial Inquisition Officer: We are attempting to- GAK!
Subject: That is the second time you have interrupted me, and it will be the last.
Imperial Inquisition Officer: ACK-ACK-GAK!
Subject: Now... which one of your men takes over after I kill you?
Subject: Is there a reason I was brought here, imperial?
Imperial Inquisition Officer: Your record has been empty for three years.
Subject: And how is that my failing, imperial?
Imperial Inquisition Officer: You have been called into question of deserting the Empire. We have gone over your record, and there was no year of birth or death, yet it is stated you are twenty two years old.
Subject: I do not know my birth year. I was nidôsh, orphaned. My parents died and I was raised by my Ghôsh on Haruun Kal.
Imperial Inquisition Officer: Your record states you were born in the Empire capital of Anaxes.
Subject: And just why would it state that?
Imperial Inquisition Officer: Now, calm down, I am merely stating what was on-
Subject: You do not tell me to be calm, imperial; I tell you. You have brought me here not of my own volition for a trifling matter that you have not given me a rhyme or reason for. Now I am losing my pati-
Imperial Inquisition Officer: Your official imperial record claims you are dead.
Subject: I have been pronounced dead three times in my past thirteen years as an acolyte. I assure you I am very much... alive. I would think by now it would be made plain that I am very much hard to kill. Now I demand that this-
Imperial Inquisition Officer: We are attempting to- GAK!
Subject: That is the second time you have interrupted me, and it will be the last.
Imperial Inquisition Officer: ACK-ACK-GAK!
Subject: Now... which one of your men takes over after I kill you?
Imperial Inquisition Officer: Sith Acolyte Do'Rak has graciously returned for continued investigation to this matter.
Do'Rak: It would seem my assessment of which man takes over after your predecessor was... mistaken.
Imperial Inquisition Officer: The Imperial Records Inquisition would like to formally apologize for any insults our previous officer may have given.
Do'Rak: Make no mistake, your fate will be the same if you dare cross me no matter your gender, imperial.
Imperial Inquisition Officer: His death landed me a swift opportunity for promotion, you have my gratitude.
Do'Rak: It was not intentional; I assure you.
Imperial Inquisition Officer: No matter. I would like to formally start the investigation with a detailed background of your history.
Do'Rak: This better not be a waste of my time.
Imperial Inquisition Officer: It is not; I assure you.
Do'Rak: Watch yourself, imperial. My patience is thin as it is.
Do'Rak: It would seem my assessment of which man takes over after your predecessor was... mistaken.
Imperial Inquisition Officer: The Imperial Records Inquisition would like to formally apologize for any insults our previous officer may have given.
Do'Rak: Make no mistake, your fate will be the same if you dare cross me no matter your gender, imperial.
Imperial Inquisition Officer: His death landed me a swift opportunity for promotion, you have my gratitude.
Do'Rak: It was not intentional; I assure you.
Imperial Inquisition Officer: No matter. I would like to formally start the investigation with a detailed background of your history.
Do'Rak: This better not be a waste of my time.
Imperial Inquisition Officer: It is not; I assure you.
Do'Rak: Watch yourself, imperial. My patience is thin as it is.
Do'Rak walks a path of aggression and discord. It is a mindeset born of impatience and imposing his will, developed during his time among his people and fostered exclusively by the Sith. Unlike a great deal of Sith, Do'Rak's strategies are not as simple as crushing his enemies or as mindless as terrorizing the weak. Whereas a typical Sith or evil man might ignore a plea for help because he does not care, but that shows a disconnection with the Force and is not part of Do'Rak's way. Do'Rak might also ignore that same plea, but merely because that person should demonstrate that they are fit to survive on their own. However, unlike the Sith or evil man, Do'Rak might also help if the odds are unreasonable or to incur favor. He does not go unthinking as he is not a mindless killer, but he has a tendency to let strength decide his actions, making him dangerous to others and to himself. Do'Rak's whole fighting style is based around his personality, choosing styles and abilities that he feels resonate within him.
Do'Rak is knowledgeable of the ways of the Sith and realizes that he must harness internal and external turmoil to constantly become stronger or he will die. He emphasizes combat and strife as a way of constantly strengthening oneself. Thus, he is in a state of constant internal and external struggle as he challenges himself and tests his limits. He maintains this by striking an ever changing balance of the three classical emotions of the Sith: Fear, Anger, and Hatred. Do'Rak constantly tries to eliminate what he fears through anger fueled by hatred. He constantly mediates on what causes these intense emotions and keeps many mementos meant to remind him of it. Actions and moments in the past that have caused him deep pain are his source of strength as he maintains his passions through them. If a Jedi's way was upholding the community and everyone as a whole, Do'Rak's would surely be to advance his station regardless of anyone that stands before him. Despite having a personality based upon selfishness and personal advancement above all else, he is very loyal, commanding the respect of others through both dreadful fear and inspiring strength.
ABILITIES:
Whereas Do'Rak's personality is centered around strength and power, as to are his abilities. All of his abilities are tethered squarely to sheer ferocity and brute strength with little or no subtle play besides the overt overpowering of whatever is in front of him. He devotes himself to martial practice and combat while his use of the Force is designed to not only power through obstacles but also dominate the enemy both spiritually and physically. He relies on his passions to empower him in battle, practicing and learning to focus them on his targets to devastating effects. Do'Rak weapon of choice is standard single-handed and single bladed weapons for their balance of defense and offense while maintaining simplistic but effective tactics as opposed to dual wielding or dual-bladed weapons.
POSSESSIONS:
ORIGIN
"Sith are not born, they are made..."
Do'Rak, before he was known as such, was born on the planet Haruun Kal to the remnants of a Korunnai Ghôsh. While he was only a year old, he was seemingly abandoned by his parents only to be found later that same day by others of his clan. Do'Rak's parents were nowhere to be found so Do'Rak became a nidôsh, clan child, and raised by the clan as a whole. Early in his life, around the age of five, Do'Rak always wondered why his people, his culture, revolved so much around a republic. He was curious as to why he would have to sacrifice his own personal honor or duty for others or for mere animals. Being a nidôsh also brought on certain challenges as he was seen as a burden by the people of his clan. Often other kids would leave him out of games they were playing and the adults would show little concern for him when unnecessary. This treatment led to a deep-seeded anger and hatred towards his tribe, and he began to develop a more selfish mindset and mannerism. His attitude became such a problem that the elders began enacting greater and greater punishments upon Do'Rak and none of it seemed to work. Eventually, the elders decided to send Do'Rak with one of the merchants that headed to criminally infested Nar Shaddaa. Their plan was to show Do'Rak a place where his developing mindset was the norm.
"The elders sought to... correct my behavior. It is how I came to know true hate."
Do'Rak was absolutely against the idea and protested, but was eventually forced into going. Once there however, the entire ship was attacked on planet by a local crime guild. Do'Rak managed to escape while everyone else was killed. Not even eight, the young boy was then forced to fend for himself. He ate scraps off the streets and got by on begging all the while slowing coming to think the village elders had planned it all from the beginning and attempted to have him killed for his disobedience. However, Do'Rak was eventually found by a group of fellow orphan boys who also had no one to turn to. They took Do'Rak in due to his similarities and Do'Rak began learning how to fend for himself on the streets with the older and more experienced teenagers. For a while, he even began to think of the young pack of ragamuffins as family as they lived together for three years. They laughed, they cried, and they survived together. One boy especially, a local boy of Nar Shaddaa and two years older than him, became especially close to Do'Rak. His name was Dally Svonfield. Then, all of that changed when they were discovered by a group of imperial soldiers.
"The soldiers deserved their fate and my only regret is not knowing how grisly their deaths were."
The imperials, war hardened veterans, were secretly running a fight club where they forced children they found off the streets to fight. Nar Shaddaa was their favorite place to find these abandoned children, and soon Do'Rak and his friends found themselves forced into the fights. Under horrible living conditions in near constant darkness, Do'Rak, now only ten years old, was forced to fight for his life. The kids fought to the death while the imperial soldiers bet money on who would win. To keep the kids from realizing who they were fighting, they had masks put on the kids, and if a child took it off, they were shot to death by blaster. For three weeks, Do'Rak fought as his anger and hatred grew. He had no clue if he was killing the brothers he had been with for three years. The imperials had made a critical mistake however. By forcing the young Korun to fight for his life, they slowly began giving him a forum for his anger and hatred to grow. Eventually, during a particularly brutal match Do'Rak was in after three weeks of fighting, the crooked soldiers were caught. Do'Rak's final fight, which resulted in Do'Rak unknowingly murdering his best friend Dally, angered the mentally scarred boy so greatly that he let out an incredibly loud yell before the imperials knocked him out. When Do'Rak came to, he was in the arms of a tall, heavily armored man that wore a black cloak and had yellow eyes.
"The experience had made me strong, and the Sith could sense that... I knew he could."
As it turned out, Do'Rak's anger allowed him to be sensed by a nearby Sith master. The Sith, sensing the strong presence in the Force, moved to the location of the imperials. A struggle ensued after the group of criminal soldiers failed to convince the Sith that they were not concealing a Jedi from him. Striking all of the men down, the Sith found only the young boy, taking him and freeing the other children. The young boy came to idolize the Sith that found him as a hero, despite the fact rescuing the boy was not the dark lord's intention. As a Force sensitive with hatred and anger in his soul, the boy was given to the Order of the Sith to be trained as an acolyte.
"It was then I attained my name, my true name, and never looked back."
His time with the Sith taught him much more than to how to use the Force or do combat with a blade. The Korun acolyte felt a sense of self discovery. Where his clan tried to turn him away from his ways, the Sith encouraged them and allowed them to be fostered. Eventually, Do'Rak sifted through his anger, hatred, and fear and found a way to focus them and refine them. His once crude and blunt aggression sharped and became a more effective weapon. The thirteen years he spent fighting and crushing his opponents in the Sith game of intrigue taught him how to survive while he wrote the book on how to be an effective warrior for all of those years of training. It was in this time that the once powerless boy took on his new name and laid his past name to be forever forgotten. The Korun became known as Do'Rak as a name that would strike fear and respect in his allies, and be cursed by his dying enemies. Due to a slight error in his imperial records however, Do'Rak was called into question by an imperial officer. The officer made the mistake of insulting and angering Do'Rak to which he was promptly killed. Later, a second, female officer investigated Do'Rak's case with a far better approach than her predecessor. However, this woman was actually an imperial spy that had been investigating the incompetence of the officer that the Sith Acolyte had killed. Upon completing the investigation as a coverup, the woman reported to her superior her discovery of the acolyte, her superior being a powerful Sith Lord.
"The 'Lords' of Malicious were how I got this armor and lightsaber actually."
During his final months as a Sith Acolyte, Do'Rak was sent on a mission to kill the "Lords of Malicious," a group of acolytes teaming up together in an attempt to make it in the Sith. The group was formed by three acolytes who were each five years junior to Do'Rak. Astor was a tall and very strong young man from the world of Coruscant before it became Sith Territory. Ares was a cunning and wise Zabrak woman who formed the brains of the group. Malic was the most adept of the group and as such filled the spot of leader, and whom Ares' was secretly in love with. Together, the three of them managed to take down the stronger Acolytes who they would have no chance against alone. However, this was not the Sith way, and so a Sith Master, recognizing the insulting display, called upon Do'Rak to kill them. The acolytes were lead to believe that Do'Rak was headed into the tomb of Ajunta Pall to retrieve an artifact of great power, and they were meant to kill him. In reality, there was no artifact to obtain and Do'Rak was actually to kill all three of them. Entering the tomb, Do'Rak first engaged a large tu'kata mutant that he managed to kill with his bare hands. Farther in, he finally encountered the three lords. Outnumbered and outgunned, Do'Rak managed to convince Malic that the only way they would all manage to kill him was with the artifact. Malic set off to claim it while the others kept Do'Rak in the tomb. After Malic's departure, Do'Rak managed to manipulate Ares' love for Malic to convince her that he was in danger down there to which Astor would follow. The second they turned their back on him, Astor was immediately killed while Do'Rak tortured Ares for a brief period before killing her as well. Continuing down, Do'Rak caught up to Malic who was searching for the artifact in vain. Do'Rak taunted Malic and the two had a brief battle before Do'Rak managed to kill him but was weakened and worn in the battle. Returning to the Sith academy, the Sith Master greeted him and revealed herself to be a woman. The Sith Master then gave Do'Rak a set of new armor and a lightsaber as a reward for his mission, much to his delight.
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