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NAME: Kimoru Hawk
FACTION: The Imperial Legions
SPECIES: Matukai
AGE: Around 20 years old
GENDER: He Is Male
HEIGHT: About Six foot 2
WEIGHT: around 200 pounds, give or take
EYES: His eyes are a Silver like white color
HAIR: His hair is Pitch Black
SKIN: His skin color is slightly tanned, from a white color. He looks like an asian
CREDITS: 1000 Credits
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: He has a subtle scar that is hidden by his hair on the right side of his temple, in the shape of a line, as if he were cut by a sword
DOMINATE HAND: His Dominant Hand is his Left hand
FORCE SENSITIVE: Though unheard of from his race, he is force sensitive
STRENGTH: He is Physically above the normal human in strength. He can easily crush bolders, and make small craters. However his physical strength is not the greatest asset he has.
DESTERITY: Kimoru is more of a nimble character, able to move in ways that shouldn’t be possible at times.
CONSTITUTION: He is of perfect health, with no known diseases.
INTELLIGENCE: He is smart for his age, though can be very gullible. However he can analyze any situation with a level head, which is always a good commodity
WISDOM: He has little to no wisdom, he has not experienced nor endured enough life to have any.
CHARISMA: He can be quite the loner, but he does speak his keep here and there, and he has a tendency to say what’s on his mind. Most people say he’s straight forward and blunt.
FORCE POWERS:
Force Control: Being a Matukai, it was something he knew since his training began.
Breath Control: One of the things he learned, a way to keep poisons from entering your body
Art of Movement: Though he could possibly go without it, knowing something useful could never hurt.
Force Healing: Being a Matukai, he learned how to heal his body through the usage of Force. A very versatile skill
Tapas: A skill he knew from being a Matukai, he picked it up while watching the elders keep themselves warm within the current cold environment they were in.
Force Speed: Very useful for when he couldn’t make a particular jump, or position in time.
SKILLS:
Free-Form Martial Arts: From the time he was under training, up to the most current day he has fought mainly with his bare hands, using more martial arts than anything. His main source of fighting, it was to him, as some would call “Bread and butter”
Force Quarter-staff: Unlike most Matukai, he preferred the use of the Quarter-staff, as it allowed for more flexibility and battle tactics for one who uses martial arts as much as himself. Though still not a master at it, he is quite formidable.
Self- Cleansing: Kimoru would Meditate often, and during these sessions he would be able to detect any abnormalities within his bodies health, and rid himself of them. A basic practice from being a Matukai.
Force Chanelling: Since he fights with his body, he has learned to channel the force through his body with ease, and use it to the best of his abilities.
Force Manipulation: After training alone for a few years, he developed the ability to manipulate the surrounding force around his body, or a small target area.
Telekinesis: An ability he rarely uses, though he finds no need for it. Not the best at using it, but not terrible either.
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS: He refuses to fight with Light sabers/Swords
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Kimoru ‘s strengths are his intuition, his perceptiveness and his quickness, allowing him to act fast in any situation, and his adaptation skills were bar none. He is great at fighting, and his manipulation of the force is great. He is however, inexperienced and can easily be caught in traps, if he doesn’t figure them out first. He doesn’t have much experience with other races as well, so he knows little about the potential enemies he may encounter.
GEAR:
Kimoru usually carries a small dagger with him, as well as a small bag to carry supplies should the occasion arise that he would need one. He always tended to wear Solid black Matukai Robes, though he had them loosely fit, as they would allow for less restricted movement. Finally, he always has his Quarter-staff with him, hidden within his robes at nearly any position.
SHIP:
He owns an Sorosubb Horizon-class Star Yacht. What it has for an engine, what it uses for canons, or anything like that he doesn't know because he stole it in order to Follow His Current leader. It looks relatively new, and from the walking around He's done in it, the ship is well stocked, showing impressive canons and the standard Engine type, but to what extent exactly he doesn't know.
PETS:
Kimoru has no pets
PERSONALITY:
Kimoru is a gentle man, one who doesn’t like to see others he knows hurt. He is calm, but can also be very energetic. He has a strong sense of justice, and won’t hesitate to take action when he’s needed. Despite this however, he can be very analytical, and make decisions that don’t sound like himself. He tends to contradict himself on some situations, but moves on regardless, despite what people think. He also comes off as a head strong man, whom once he has his mind set on something, its very hard to deter him from that feeling. All in all Kimoru can be quiet, yet vocal when the time truly arrives. He holds anyone with more skill and authority In high regards, and rarely goes against there wishes.
HISTORY:
Kimoru was not always such a quiet child. When he was born, he was a human living within the confines of the jedi alliance. His parents were the typical parents, though his dad was quite the fighter. His father worked within the corps of the Jedi Alliance, and at first he wanted to be like him; loud, confident, headstrong and leader like. However, his mom always told him “Being like father isn’t always the best”. At the time he didn’t really know why, but when he would get older he would look at her words and feel them be godsend. He attended classes like any other child, and always came off like his father, though at times it got him in trouble. At one point, he was frequently either talked about behind his back, or picked on for fights. His parents would tear into him about fighting back, mainly because he was gifted in fighting. His father taught him from the moment he could comprehend fighting, though he never taught him how to fight with light sabers or the like, because “He wasn’t old enough”.
It was when he was around 8 that his life changed. He was heading home from school at one point, when a group of kids came to jump him right around the corner of the school, just out of the schools view. They came with sticks, and Kimoru reacted; and fought them all, and almost beat them all before he was hit right on his head, causing him to fall and in turn, he was pummeled on with sticks, feet, fists and the like. It was an hour before they stopped, and he laid there bloody and beaten, teetering between consciousness and unconsciousness, but right as his eyes closed, he felt a pair of hands pick him up. A few hours later, he found himself in a strangers ship, flying into space far from his home planet. He shot up abruptly, only to clench his chest as he was bandaged up quite well. Slowly he got up, and no sooner than he did, he was faced with a tall man, a short, white beard sticking from just beyond the shadow cast by it. He looked at Kimoru, and a smile crossed his face which installed fear into him. The only words he spoke that Kimoru could remember to this day was “A shame, your parents won’t be around to see your triumphant rise of darkness”. As it came out, the man had been watching him for some time, and ordered the kids to attack him; how he did this, Kimoru would never know. But that wasn’t all, as not only did this man cause for him to be attacked so, he also killed his mother and father, which devastated him. He was locked in fear as the man told him the events that passed, the moment the kids knocked him out, while that was happening his parents trying to fight him back, but ultimately dying by his hands, his entire life “gone”, and how he didn’t exist. When the man finally finished, he turned away, and this, was his one and only mistake. Overtaken by rage, sorrow and pain he charged right into his legs, and luckily for Kimoru they were only a few steps from the cockpit. They crashed into it, hitting buttons, throwing the ship off course. He was shortly kicked off, and as he was Kimoru caught the sight of something flashing on the floor where he was landing, and wisely landed ontop of it. He would revenge his parents. As the man turned to get him, Kimoru grasped the metal item, and right when he picked him up, he cut it on, the beams of the lightsaber shooting straight through the man, right in his heart. He dropped kimoru, the saber cutting off a chunk of his body, and then he crashed onto the controls, causing them carnie to the nearest planet. Tired and confused, he stumbled about before he hit his head clean on the wall, and passed out.
It was weeks later before he woke up again. His consciousness slowly coming back to him as his eyes watery and diluted. He woke up on a small camp site, on a little cot, bandaged and clothed in a monk-like robe. He slowly got up and left his cot, only to see a group of people doing various things, some relaxing around a fire cooking food, others training in fist fighting, but more than that; it was faint but he could feel they were using the force. He was approached by an older man, and at such a soundless pace he stumbled and fell backwards. The man however, and he looked down at Kimoru, a much gentler smile. He watched, as the man extended his hand, and after a moment, Kimoru took it. It was at this point that the man, whom he later found out was called Morrisson, told him how they found him in a burning heap of metal, just miles outside their camp, and how they were known as Matukai, and if he were willing he could become one. Kimoru told him how the man kidnapped him and everything else, and how he killed him; yet Morrisson told him not to worry, but to bear that. That he would bear these sins and the like for the rest of his life on the path of the light.
Time passed, and 10 years later, he was gone; borrowing a ship from his now brothers and sisters, he returned to his home town, just before the now current crysis was afoot. He came around, and when he landed, he made his way to the place his home used to be, cloaked in the Matukai robes, looking at where the new house was built. He took his wander to the headquarters of the jedi sign ups, but just as he was going inside, he spotted a man who oozed charisma, something his father did. He watched as the man walked away, and unknowingly he followed him. This man would end up being the path He would follow to the end. But before he could even do that, he had to have a Ship to follow him with. Caught in a pinch, he did the first thing that came to mind; he would steal a ship. It took him about a few minutes to get to the first ship he saw, and the ship he happened to see was none other than a Millennium Falcon; Quite the ship from what stories he's been told. In mere moments he was aboard, and soon he was off; following the path of the man who caught his eye.
COMPOSITION AND APPEARANCE:
Kimoru is quite tall, standing at 6’2. His body isn’t visible most of the time, as he wears somewhat loose Matukai robes, however when it is, its shown to be quite the well balanced build, with a slight muscular frame. His 200 pounds is spread evenly around his body, so it isn’t out too much in one area or the other. He tends to wear his Hood on his robes quite often, so his silver-like eyes seem to pierce one’s soul, though not particularly. He keeps his hands within his robes for the most part, but at times he has them casually at his sides, and it makes his overall look intimidating. His Slightly tanned skin and pitch black hair accommodate his mysterious feeling that floats around him.
NAME: Kimoru Hawk
FACTION: The Imperial Legions
SPECIES: Matukai
AGE: Around 20 years old
GENDER: He Is Male
HEIGHT: About Six foot 2
WEIGHT: around 200 pounds, give or take
EYES: His eyes are a Silver like white color
HAIR: His hair is Pitch Black
SKIN: His skin color is slightly tanned, from a white color. He looks like an asian
CREDITS: 1000 Credits
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: He has a subtle scar that is hidden by his hair on the right side of his temple, in the shape of a line, as if he were cut by a sword
DOMINATE HAND: His Dominant Hand is his Left hand
FORCE SENSITIVE: Though unheard of from his race, he is force sensitive
STRENGTH: He is Physically above the normal human in strength. He can easily crush bolders, and make small craters. However his physical strength is not the greatest asset he has.
DESTERITY: Kimoru is more of a nimble character, able to move in ways that shouldn’t be possible at times.
CONSTITUTION: He is of perfect health, with no known diseases.
INTELLIGENCE: He is smart for his age, though can be very gullible. However he can analyze any situation with a level head, which is always a good commodity
WISDOM: He has little to no wisdom, he has not experienced nor endured enough life to have any.
CHARISMA: He can be quite the loner, but he does speak his keep here and there, and he has a tendency to say what’s on his mind. Most people say he’s straight forward and blunt.
FORCE POWERS:
Force Control: Being a Matukai, it was something he knew since his training began.
Breath Control: One of the things he learned, a way to keep poisons from entering your body
Art of Movement: Though he could possibly go without it, knowing something useful could never hurt.
Force Healing: Being a Matukai, he learned how to heal his body through the usage of Force. A very versatile skill
Tapas: A skill he knew from being a Matukai, he picked it up while watching the elders keep themselves warm within the current cold environment they were in.
Force Speed: Very useful for when he couldn’t make a particular jump, or position in time.
SKILLS:
Free-Form Martial Arts: From the time he was under training, up to the most current day he has fought mainly with his bare hands, using more martial arts than anything. His main source of fighting, it was to him, as some would call “Bread and butter”
Force Quarter-staff: Unlike most Matukai, he preferred the use of the Quarter-staff, as it allowed for more flexibility and battle tactics for one who uses martial arts as much as himself. Though still not a master at it, he is quite formidable.
Self- Cleansing: Kimoru would Meditate often, and during these sessions he would be able to detect any abnormalities within his bodies health, and rid himself of them. A basic practice from being a Matukai.
Force Chanelling: Since he fights with his body, he has learned to channel the force through his body with ease, and use it to the best of his abilities.
Force Manipulation: After training alone for a few years, he developed the ability to manipulate the surrounding force around his body, or a small target area.
Telekinesis: An ability he rarely uses, though he finds no need for it. Not the best at using it, but not terrible either.
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS: He refuses to fight with Light sabers/Swords
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Kimoru ‘s strengths are his intuition, his perceptiveness and his quickness, allowing him to act fast in any situation, and his adaptation skills were bar none. He is great at fighting, and his manipulation of the force is great. He is however, inexperienced and can easily be caught in traps, if he doesn’t figure them out first. He doesn’t have much experience with other races as well, so he knows little about the potential enemies he may encounter.
GEAR:
Kimoru usually carries a small dagger with him, as well as a small bag to carry supplies should the occasion arise that he would need one. He always tended to wear Solid black Matukai Robes, though he had them loosely fit, as they would allow for less restricted movement. Finally, he always has his Quarter-staff with him, hidden within his robes at nearly any position.
SHIP:
He owns an Sorosubb Horizon-class Star Yacht. What it has for an engine, what it uses for canons, or anything like that he doesn't know because he stole it in order to Follow His Current leader. It looks relatively new, and from the walking around He's done in it, the ship is well stocked, showing impressive canons and the standard Engine type, but to what extent exactly he doesn't know.
PETS:
Kimoru has no pets
PERSONALITY:
Kimoru is a gentle man, one who doesn’t like to see others he knows hurt. He is calm, but can also be very energetic. He has a strong sense of justice, and won’t hesitate to take action when he’s needed. Despite this however, he can be very analytical, and make decisions that don’t sound like himself. He tends to contradict himself on some situations, but moves on regardless, despite what people think. He also comes off as a head strong man, whom once he has his mind set on something, its very hard to deter him from that feeling. All in all Kimoru can be quiet, yet vocal when the time truly arrives. He holds anyone with more skill and authority In high regards, and rarely goes against there wishes.
HISTORY:
Kimoru was not always such a quiet child. When he was born, he was a human living within the confines of the jedi alliance. His parents were the typical parents, though his dad was quite the fighter. His father worked within the corps of the Jedi Alliance, and at first he wanted to be like him; loud, confident, headstrong and leader like. However, his mom always told him “Being like father isn’t always the best”. At the time he didn’t really know why, but when he would get older he would look at her words and feel them be godsend. He attended classes like any other child, and always came off like his father, though at times it got him in trouble. At one point, he was frequently either talked about behind his back, or picked on for fights. His parents would tear into him about fighting back, mainly because he was gifted in fighting. His father taught him from the moment he could comprehend fighting, though he never taught him how to fight with light sabers or the like, because “He wasn’t old enough”.
It was when he was around 8 that his life changed. He was heading home from school at one point, when a group of kids came to jump him right around the corner of the school, just out of the schools view. They came with sticks, and Kimoru reacted; and fought them all, and almost beat them all before he was hit right on his head, causing him to fall and in turn, he was pummeled on with sticks, feet, fists and the like. It was an hour before they stopped, and he laid there bloody and beaten, teetering between consciousness and unconsciousness, but right as his eyes closed, he felt a pair of hands pick him up. A few hours later, he found himself in a strangers ship, flying into space far from his home planet. He shot up abruptly, only to clench his chest as he was bandaged up quite well. Slowly he got up, and no sooner than he did, he was faced with a tall man, a short, white beard sticking from just beyond the shadow cast by it. He looked at Kimoru, and a smile crossed his face which installed fear into him. The only words he spoke that Kimoru could remember to this day was “A shame, your parents won’t be around to see your triumphant rise of darkness”. As it came out, the man had been watching him for some time, and ordered the kids to attack him; how he did this, Kimoru would never know. But that wasn’t all, as not only did this man cause for him to be attacked so, he also killed his mother and father, which devastated him. He was locked in fear as the man told him the events that passed, the moment the kids knocked him out, while that was happening his parents trying to fight him back, but ultimately dying by his hands, his entire life “gone”, and how he didn’t exist. When the man finally finished, he turned away, and this, was his one and only mistake. Overtaken by rage, sorrow and pain he charged right into his legs, and luckily for Kimoru they were only a few steps from the cockpit. They crashed into it, hitting buttons, throwing the ship off course. He was shortly kicked off, and as he was Kimoru caught the sight of something flashing on the floor where he was landing, and wisely landed ontop of it. He would revenge his parents. As the man turned to get him, Kimoru grasped the metal item, and right when he picked him up, he cut it on, the beams of the lightsaber shooting straight through the man, right in his heart. He dropped kimoru, the saber cutting off a chunk of his body, and then he crashed onto the controls, causing them carnie to the nearest planet. Tired and confused, he stumbled about before he hit his head clean on the wall, and passed out.
It was weeks later before he woke up again. His consciousness slowly coming back to him as his eyes watery and diluted. He woke up on a small camp site, on a little cot, bandaged and clothed in a monk-like robe. He slowly got up and left his cot, only to see a group of people doing various things, some relaxing around a fire cooking food, others training in fist fighting, but more than that; it was faint but he could feel they were using the force. He was approached by an older man, and at such a soundless pace he stumbled and fell backwards. The man however, and he looked down at Kimoru, a much gentler smile. He watched, as the man extended his hand, and after a moment, Kimoru took it. It was at this point that the man, whom he later found out was called Morrisson, told him how they found him in a burning heap of metal, just miles outside their camp, and how they were known as Matukai, and if he were willing he could become one. Kimoru told him how the man kidnapped him and everything else, and how he killed him; yet Morrisson told him not to worry, but to bear that. That he would bear these sins and the like for the rest of his life on the path of the light.
Time passed, and 10 years later, he was gone; borrowing a ship from his now brothers and sisters, he returned to his home town, just before the now current crysis was afoot. He came around, and when he landed, he made his way to the place his home used to be, cloaked in the Matukai robes, looking at where the new house was built. He took his wander to the headquarters of the jedi sign ups, but just as he was going inside, he spotted a man who oozed charisma, something his father did. He watched as the man walked away, and unknowingly he followed him. This man would end up being the path He would follow to the end. But before he could even do that, he had to have a Ship to follow him with. Caught in a pinch, he did the first thing that came to mind; he would steal a ship. It took him about a few minutes to get to the first ship he saw, and the ship he happened to see was none other than a Millennium Falcon; Quite the ship from what stories he's been told. In mere moments he was aboard, and soon he was off; following the path of the man who caught his eye.
COMPOSITION AND APPEARANCE:
Kimoru is quite tall, standing at 6’2. His body isn’t visible most of the time, as he wears somewhat loose Matukai robes, however when it is, its shown to be quite the well balanced build, with a slight muscular frame. His 200 pounds is spread evenly around his body, so it isn’t out too much in one area or the other. He tends to wear his Hood on his robes quite often, so his silver-like eyes seem to pierce one’s soul, though not particularly. He keeps his hands within his robes for the most part, but at times he has them casually at his sides, and it makes his overall look intimidating. His Slightly tanned skin and pitch black hair accommodate his mysterious feeling that floats around him.
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