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DESCRIPTION:
Nakaz Aros is a seventeen year-old Aleena, nothing appearing out of the ordinary. He is average in many respects- blue-gray skin, small white bumps on the side of his head, right-handed, short to most humanoids... But he differs from most Aleena males in several key respects. First of all, he is Force-Sensitive. Second, he is a descendant of the Aros family, known for having pure white eyes, save for the pupils. And third, he is a gymnast and martial artist, two activities rarely pursued by an Aleena.
GEAR: Duffel bag of clothing and supplies for off-world travel, like food packets, non-perishables, and a holdout blaster pistol.
SHIP: Whatever he can catch a ride on.
PERSONALITY: Nakaz is an introspective, quiet Aleena, prone to long periods of silent meditation and pondering. He is, however, occasionally incredibly emotional as a result of the usually strict control he keeps on his feelings. This Aleena is very simple, and wants to help the Jedi maintain peace, and never wants to go on the agressive after what happened on the Smuggler's Moon. Because of his actions there, he is haunted by his memories of Master Erek, and is occasionally melancholy and depressed.
FACTION: Nakaz recently became a Jedi Consular in the Jedi Order. He was trained under Jedi Knight Anaru, and specializes in Force Manipulation of plants and animals.
HISTORY:
It was fall on Aleen. The warm, sunny swamps of the area stretching between the equator and the polar ice caps were where most Aleena resided, and as such, Nakaz Aros sat on a stone bench in the city of A'kara, looking over a balcony at the walls blocking any of the murderous beasts in the swamps from entering. The white-eyed Aleena was soaking up the sunlight on the warm spring morning, when a figure walked over behind the fifteen year-old Aleena.
"You're out early," the figure said. "You're usually not out here until midafternoon."
"I wanted to go outside... It was getting boring, sticking to that same old routine."
The figure, laughed, and sat down next to the blue-grey Aleena on the bench. He was a middle-aged Twi'lek male with a muscular build and verdant green skin. He was dressed in Jedi Robes, and wore a metal cylinder on his waist.
"Tell me, Nakaz, have you ever heard of the Force?
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One year later...
Nakaz stood on a landing platform next to the green-skinned Twi'lek Jedi Master. They were on a backwater smuggler's planet sitting near to Ossus, and the duo was transferring from one freighter ship to another. On their way to the other platform, the Twi'lek Jedi stopped, his eyes going somewhat detatched, as if he wasn't using his eyes to look at something. Then they went flinty, and he seemed to come back from a place in his mind.
"Stay close to me, Nakaz. This trip could prove dangerous."
The young Aleena was slightly baffled by the cryptic warning. "Uh- okay."
After several minutes of walking, the Twi'lek shoved Nakaz to the side, into a garbage pile. The metal cylinder flew to the Jedi's hand, and a silvery-blue blade sprung forth, as red light and smoke temporarily filled the air. Two gruff human mercenaries collapsed with smoking burns in their torsos from their own blasterfire.
A loud, exasperated sigh came from a side alley, and a shaven-headed human, dressed all in black with tatoos on his hairless forehead, stepped out.
"You can't get your money's worth out of anything, can you? Those two were supposed to be good.. No matter, though. Erek, you really had to stay a weakling, didn't you?"
The Twi'lek's face hardened. "I don't need the Dark Side to be strong... Your delusions pulled you from the light."
The human smirked, and a lightsaber slid from his black sleeve, procuring a deep amethyst blade. "On guard, Erek."
Nakaz could only watch helplessly as the two Force-users swirled around, leaping and slashing, sparks flying from the repeated collisions of the silver and purple fans of light bashing off each other. As the Twi'lek, Erek, backed up against a wall, the human snarled at him in fury. The Jedi raised his blade, only to be smoothly impaled against the stone wall, causing him to gasp in pain. The silver blade slid back into the cylinder, and the hilt dropped next to Erek's foot. The Dark Jedi yanked his blade from the corpse, and it fell to the ground, revealing a cherry-red hole in the wall.
"NO!" Nakaz shouted. In a desperate act of fury, the hilt of the fallen Jedi he had known for years flew to his hand, and the silvery-blue blade extended.
He caught the human completely by surprise.
The Aleena leapt into the air, the lightsaber slashing horizontally, and beheading the human in one quick stroke. Nakaz bounced off the wall, landing next to the Dark Jedi's corpse. He panted heavily from the furious murder, then deactivated the lightsaber, and dropped it to the ground. His eye twitched, and tears began to fall from his eyes.
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