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(forgive me for any errors no sleep for the last 20 hours will fix after my nap possibly code to make it pretty.)
NAME: Lucian Ravencroft
FACTION: Jedi
RANK: Knight
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 32
GENDER: Male
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes Trained from childhood.
APPEARANCE:
Lucian Stands an impressive 6’2” and weighs 200 lbs. He is lean and has striking icy blue eyes. His right arm was cut at the shoulder during a fight when he was still a padawan.Now though it is replaced and maybe better than original. Across his shoulders is the tattoo of the raven. His hair is medium length.
ATTRIBUTES:
Lucian had always been smart. His father knew this watching a boy dismantle everything and put it back together though sometimes better than before. Living in a middle of the road environment, his father owning a part shop and junkyard helped him expand his curiosity. He lacks offense but has a hell of a defensive game.
Where he excels with intelligence, he often times doesn't think things completely through. Preferring a challenge he will intentionally mess up just to make his life that much harder. Illum was where he was trained and there he focused this into a new challenge he still works on to this day. This has led to the loss of his arm where after trying Form VII in a battle with a much better duelist, he failed and lost the arm and his pride took a blow that day. After that, he was given a prosthetic and he settled into a new habit of just seeking knowledge. Now he hardly tries new things till he sure he can hold his own. Though recently he has taken up researching new techniques for lightsaber crafting.
PERSONALITY:
Lucian thinks too much. Often times he is in his head working away at different things he wants to try. He is outgoing but quiet observing his surroundings. He is at home in a workshop building with his hands. When not there he is researching learning new things or training up his abilities. He sees his failure of losing the arm as a challenge but one that he hates. Often times dwelling on it when working on a new saber design.
BIOGRAPHY:
Lucian grew up on Coruscant with his family. His father Alex owned and operated a part shop and junkyard. Good business1 on the city planet. His mother was a doctor. Lucian the only child was not spoiled but they let him explore whatever his heart desired. The phrase “too smart for his own good” describes Lucian. Always seen as a smart child the force seemed to favor his intelligence. One day a Jedi master stopped by the shop. His ship needed a new hyperdrive as the new one he bought shorted out around the shops front door. His father knew little of the force. He, however, knew if a Jedi or Sith walked through the door he would lose his son. At eight that day had come.
What his father hadn’t expected was the Jedi master to not force his son to go but allowed him to make the choice. Master Chen believed in choice in matters such as this. He knew if he forced Lucian away that he might turn to the dark side. Lucian left and off they went. There was only place to train the boy initially though. Ilum. Once there Lucian threw himself into his studies excelling in most things that he could use his head and think through. When it came time to learn saber combat the conviction was there. Lucian wanted to learn. He struggled with most forms. Master Chen was a form seven master but Lucian was not able to match even other padawans.
There was, however, a breakthrough one day Lucian found a book on form three. In the book though was hand written notes correcting the form signed by a jedi master named Kim. Never one pass up a chance to learn, Lucian sought out the master that lived on Ilum someplace far from the temple grounds. At this point he was able to go on his own Master Chen thought it made an interesting test for him to do it alone. Moving through the snowy wasteland of Illum, he made little progress. Growing aggravated he stopped in a cave system often used for harvesting lightsaber crystals. While he meditated he watched the crystals and connected to the force in the cave. Vowing to not go back a failure he picked up a crystal and did something he had never thought of. He molded it with his tools making cuts in the stone but only where the force guided him. Most saber crystals were raw when put in a saber handle. He grew convinced he was supposed to be here. He felt a connection to the force here. Holding up the newly crafted lightsaber crystal he looked at the raven he had made. Leaving the cave the storm had fallen away revealing the path he had been looking for.
Master Kim was a very kind woman and said she would train him. If he gave her, something she hadn't seen before. She was very old and seen much. He was at a loss and about to turn away. The raven in his pocket though was being pulled by the force. He bowed and offered it to her. She hadn't seen a saber crystal given a true form. Master Kim taught him Form three. Soresu was more his strength. She taught him to let the force guide him. Go where it wanted. It would serve him well. It took many weeks to gain proficiency in it but now he was able to stand against his master. He moved quickly and let the Force guide his hands. The saber moved quicker building momentum and blocking each thrust that came his way.
When alone Lucian devoted his time to his hobby. He liked to work with his hands. Often found in the saber forge building new saber configurations and testing the limits of creativity he began upgrading his fellow padawans blades with features they wanted. Use under water eluded him but then again he hadn’t needed it yet. He was able to change blade length with just a flick of his fingers. He repaired droids and even acquired his friendly T7 droid in this way. Painting it black and upgrading it was easy making it listen not so much.
Toward the end of his time as a Padawan Master Chen took him on a mission. Tatooine was not a fun place. They were tracking Sith activity on the planet and they found it.Two Sith lords. Lucian who was now duel wielding sabers dreaded what was to come. Following them into a small town the Jedi stepped in to stop them from slaughtering the people. His master took the older of the two. Lucian the younger. The sith lord was well trained. They fought two blue blades clashing against the saber staff of red. Soresu against vaapad. The Sith believing he was pushing the Jedi to a cliff grew arrogant and when Lucian dropped cutting his legs out the Sith fell to his death. A waste in his eyes. Running to his master he arrived in time to see his oldest friend fall a saber stab in the back. Rage and anger both emotions that a Jedi should not feel let alone take power from overtaking him. He touched the dark side. Never giving in he did what all smart people do at one time or another rush in and not think. HE attacked, only falling back when the Sith master gained his composure. The force was not able to aid him right now he was broken from his connection to it. HE overstepped and felt pain in his right shoulder. He saw the arm fall to the ground and the saber fall turning off. Not able to concentrate he was pushed back into soresu. And began to work at rebuilding the connection to the force. The Sith toyed with him. He knew what Lucian was trying. He was not a fool like his dead student. The two fought for what felt like hours Lucian focused on the battle the force helping him guide to where it wanted him now. Whether for good or for his death he was unsure till he saw his saber behind the Sith. Without thinking he did what the force wanted and pulled the blade to him. IT ignited and slammed into the Siths back, killing him. Falling to his knees he messaged the Jedi closet and blacked out.
When he awoke he was not without an arm. He had one, he felt the weight of the prosthetic and when the Jedi Council came in and bestowed the rank of knight he felt alone again. T7 wasn't even a comfort. He had lost his master and his arm because he had left his area of comfort and skill.
It took many years for the passion of building things came back. It came back on Ilum of all places. While there researching a Holocron he learned there was a tribe of people that were connected to the crystals Jedi and sith used. He on a whim left to find the tribe. He learned from them that the crystals were living almost. He knew they bled if made to do horrible acts that was why most sith blades were red. They showed him that they gave the crystals new life. By carving them. They taught him to do the same. He felt the connection to the force grow again as he let the power of creation fill him.
After that he began to research anything he could about the crystals. Forgoing a student for now he still seeks his holy grail. Battened lightsaber blades. A dream but one that is not out of reach.
SKILLS:
Lucian is not a starfighter pilot. You want a cannon upgraded beyond what is sane. He can do that. Smart, he has devoted many hours upon hours in the tools of the jedi. He able to build a lightsaber better than most and has modified his own prosthetic to be lighter and quieter. He lacks offensive combat skill but that is made up for in defense. Seeing himself as a nomad he generally follows his nose going place to place where he can learn. Though not opposed to missions, he is better suited for stealth.
GEAR:
Two lightsabers both pretty standard but for the crystals both carved to resemble ravens. Two sets of jedi robes. Two arms. One on him and the other stored in a case that T7 keeps. Three sets of tools. One set is for working on sabers and other tech items. One is for his arm. The last is a special set used to carve crystals.
ROLE-PLAYS:
None. Yet.
RELATIONSHIPS:
None yet.
SHIP:
He hitches rides mostly.
DROIDS:
Just a T7 painted black.
KILLS:
None.
COMBAT:
None.
NAME: Lucian Ravencroft
FACTION: Jedi
RANK: Knight
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 32
GENDER: Male
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes Trained from childhood.
APPEARANCE:
Lucian Stands an impressive 6’2” and weighs 200 lbs. He is lean and has striking icy blue eyes. His right arm was cut at the shoulder during a fight when he was still a padawan.Now though it is replaced and maybe better than original. Across his shoulders is the tattoo of the raven. His hair is medium length.
ATTRIBUTES:
Lucian had always been smart. His father knew this watching a boy dismantle everything and put it back together though sometimes better than before. Living in a middle of the road environment, his father owning a part shop and junkyard helped him expand his curiosity. He lacks offense but has a hell of a defensive game.
Where he excels with intelligence, he often times doesn't think things completely through. Preferring a challenge he will intentionally mess up just to make his life that much harder. Illum was where he was trained and there he focused this into a new challenge he still works on to this day. This has led to the loss of his arm where after trying Form VII in a battle with a much better duelist, he failed and lost the arm and his pride took a blow that day. After that, he was given a prosthetic and he settled into a new habit of just seeking knowledge. Now he hardly tries new things till he sure he can hold his own. Though recently he has taken up researching new techniques for lightsaber crafting.
PERSONALITY:
Lucian thinks too much. Often times he is in his head working away at different things he wants to try. He is outgoing but quiet observing his surroundings. He is at home in a workshop building with his hands. When not there he is researching learning new things or training up his abilities. He sees his failure of losing the arm as a challenge but one that he hates. Often times dwelling on it when working on a new saber design.
BIOGRAPHY:
Lucian grew up on Coruscant with his family. His father Alex owned and operated a part shop and junkyard. Good business1 on the city planet. His mother was a doctor. Lucian the only child was not spoiled but they let him explore whatever his heart desired. The phrase “too smart for his own good” describes Lucian. Always seen as a smart child the force seemed to favor his intelligence. One day a Jedi master stopped by the shop. His ship needed a new hyperdrive as the new one he bought shorted out around the shops front door. His father knew little of the force. He, however, knew if a Jedi or Sith walked through the door he would lose his son. At eight that day had come.
What his father hadn’t expected was the Jedi master to not force his son to go but allowed him to make the choice. Master Chen believed in choice in matters such as this. He knew if he forced Lucian away that he might turn to the dark side. Lucian left and off they went. There was only place to train the boy initially though. Ilum. Once there Lucian threw himself into his studies excelling in most things that he could use his head and think through. When it came time to learn saber combat the conviction was there. Lucian wanted to learn. He struggled with most forms. Master Chen was a form seven master but Lucian was not able to match even other padawans.
There was, however, a breakthrough one day Lucian found a book on form three. In the book though was hand written notes correcting the form signed by a jedi master named Kim. Never one pass up a chance to learn, Lucian sought out the master that lived on Ilum someplace far from the temple grounds. At this point he was able to go on his own Master Chen thought it made an interesting test for him to do it alone. Moving through the snowy wasteland of Illum, he made little progress. Growing aggravated he stopped in a cave system often used for harvesting lightsaber crystals. While he meditated he watched the crystals and connected to the force in the cave. Vowing to not go back a failure he picked up a crystal and did something he had never thought of. He molded it with his tools making cuts in the stone but only where the force guided him. Most saber crystals were raw when put in a saber handle. He grew convinced he was supposed to be here. He felt a connection to the force here. Holding up the newly crafted lightsaber crystal he looked at the raven he had made. Leaving the cave the storm had fallen away revealing the path he had been looking for.
Master Kim was a very kind woman and said she would train him. If he gave her, something she hadn't seen before. She was very old and seen much. He was at a loss and about to turn away. The raven in his pocket though was being pulled by the force. He bowed and offered it to her. She hadn't seen a saber crystal given a true form. Master Kim taught him Form three. Soresu was more his strength. She taught him to let the force guide him. Go where it wanted. It would serve him well. It took many weeks to gain proficiency in it but now he was able to stand against his master. He moved quickly and let the Force guide his hands. The saber moved quicker building momentum and blocking each thrust that came his way.
When alone Lucian devoted his time to his hobby. He liked to work with his hands. Often found in the saber forge building new saber configurations and testing the limits of creativity he began upgrading his fellow padawans blades with features they wanted. Use under water eluded him but then again he hadn’t needed it yet. He was able to change blade length with just a flick of his fingers. He repaired droids and even acquired his friendly T7 droid in this way. Painting it black and upgrading it was easy making it listen not so much.
Toward the end of his time as a Padawan Master Chen took him on a mission. Tatooine was not a fun place. They were tracking Sith activity on the planet and they found it.Two Sith lords. Lucian who was now duel wielding sabers dreaded what was to come. Following them into a small town the Jedi stepped in to stop them from slaughtering the people. His master took the older of the two. Lucian the younger. The sith lord was well trained. They fought two blue blades clashing against the saber staff of red. Soresu against vaapad. The Sith believing he was pushing the Jedi to a cliff grew arrogant and when Lucian dropped cutting his legs out the Sith fell to his death. A waste in his eyes. Running to his master he arrived in time to see his oldest friend fall a saber stab in the back. Rage and anger both emotions that a Jedi should not feel let alone take power from overtaking him. He touched the dark side. Never giving in he did what all smart people do at one time or another rush in and not think. HE attacked, only falling back when the Sith master gained his composure. The force was not able to aid him right now he was broken from his connection to it. HE overstepped and felt pain in his right shoulder. He saw the arm fall to the ground and the saber fall turning off. Not able to concentrate he was pushed back into soresu. And began to work at rebuilding the connection to the force. The Sith toyed with him. He knew what Lucian was trying. He was not a fool like his dead student. The two fought for what felt like hours Lucian focused on the battle the force helping him guide to where it wanted him now. Whether for good or for his death he was unsure till he saw his saber behind the Sith. Without thinking he did what the force wanted and pulled the blade to him. IT ignited and slammed into the Siths back, killing him. Falling to his knees he messaged the Jedi closet and blacked out.
When he awoke he was not without an arm. He had one, he felt the weight of the prosthetic and when the Jedi Council came in and bestowed the rank of knight he felt alone again. T7 wasn't even a comfort. He had lost his master and his arm because he had left his area of comfort and skill.
It took many years for the passion of building things came back. It came back on Ilum of all places. While there researching a Holocron he learned there was a tribe of people that were connected to the crystals Jedi and sith used. He on a whim left to find the tribe. He learned from them that the crystals were living almost. He knew they bled if made to do horrible acts that was why most sith blades were red. They showed him that they gave the crystals new life. By carving them. They taught him to do the same. He felt the connection to the force grow again as he let the power of creation fill him.
After that he began to research anything he could about the crystals. Forgoing a student for now he still seeks his holy grail. Battened lightsaber blades. A dream but one that is not out of reach.
SKILLS:
Lucian is not a starfighter pilot. You want a cannon upgraded beyond what is sane. He can do that. Smart, he has devoted many hours upon hours in the tools of the jedi. He able to build a lightsaber better than most and has modified his own prosthetic to be lighter and quieter. He lacks offensive combat skill but that is made up for in defense. Seeing himself as a nomad he generally follows his nose going place to place where he can learn. Though not opposed to missions, he is better suited for stealth.
GEAR:
Two lightsabers both pretty standard but for the crystals both carved to resemble ravens. Two sets of jedi robes. Two arms. One on him and the other stored in a case that T7 keeps. Three sets of tools. One set is for working on sabers and other tech items. One is for his arm. The last is a special set used to carve crystals.
ROLE-PLAYS:
None. Yet.
RELATIONSHIPS:
None yet.
SHIP:
He hitches rides mostly.
DROIDS:
Just a T7 painted black.
KILLS:
None.
COMBAT:
None.
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