Svetas 'Sevat' Tyde

[Buddha C]

^^'Cept more proportional and with white eyes. This is also a future reference, as I can't find any suitable younger pictures.

NAME: Svetas 'Sevat' Tyde
FACTION: Jedi
RANK: Hopeful
SPECIES: Arkanian
AGE: 13, as of creation
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5'1
WEIGHT: 36 kg
EYES: White
HAIR: Black, though this may change from time to time.
SKIN: Off-white
CREDITS: 271 Cc.
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: From his species, none, but in general four clawed fingers and white eyes.
DOMINATE HAND: Right
FORCE SENSITIVE: Enough to be a considered by the Jedi, but not much moreso.

STRENGTH: He's strong for his age, and his body shows a proclivity towards strength.
DEXTERITY: For his age this is good, though most children are flexible.
CONSTITUTION: Rather moderate build.
INTELLIGENCE: Very intelligent.
WISDOM: As of this moment, in his younger age, this is rather low, though he shows a propensity towards abstract process.
CHARISMA: This talent is dubious at best, though for the rather dim-witted his logic usually vilifies an argument.

FORCE POWERS:
Force Push (Mild)
Force Pull (Mild)
Force Jump (More like hop, but eh)
Force Sense (Once Again, Mild)

SKILLS:
Strength, and intelligence. He's too young to have either really completely played out, so as of now he's an ardent student of the saber, while his Force abilities are noticeably lacking.

LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
Mainly has a focus of his own, very heavily influenced the style he was taught in his class but practices enough individual for there to be a distinctive difference.

STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Aforementioned, physical attributes excel, but his aptitude to use the force is, and for the planned future, will also be lacking. I plan on making him exceeding nimble and relying on equipment much more so than the force. I also plan on making him, in the beginning, a much more stoic persona, which may lean towards one or the other.

GEAR:
Training Saber, green
Robe
Belt
Blaster Pistol

SHIP:
No.

PETS:
He has aspiration to raise a pet, but as of this moment none.

PERSONALITY:
Sevat, an accepted compromise between his first and last name, can be likened more so to a calculator, his thoughts are processed and his motions planned, he views the Jedi tenents as a way for the entire galaxy to live by and also to be much more universally admissible, not the secret cult that hides it all. He often challenges the 'normal' aspects of life to a more abstract assault, but at times he is so emotionally distant that any attempt would be equivalent to reaching the closest moon on foot.

HISTORY:
Sevat was raised by his parents until the age of six, where a routine Jedi Watchman felt his force aptitude and quickly came down to recruit him. After a prodigious argument between the two they decided to give him away, the maternal defending the necessity for a normal life, to become a scientist and help bring about continued breakthroughs in the genetic department, but his father stood as being a Jedi was the pedestal of pure genetic competence, and after several hours, at the point where the phlegmatic Jedi was ready to leave and forget this battle field of thought. Finally the two were done, the father was to be victorious, though he would be sleeping on the couch for a very, very long time. The Jedi took him off to the establishment on Dantoniee where he took him as apprentice, odd for a watchmen, and he was stationed on his mother planet.

There were, however, certain obstructions to his training as, shortly after the completion of his first saber, he and his master, Jedi Watchmen Taen Orduff independently went off to attack a pirate enclave that had been recently uncovered. They arrived amidst a storm of movement as the pirates, hearing of their loss of secrecy, quickly began their retreat aboard their, now confirmed six frigates, ships. Taen and Savet's offensive began with the subtle incapacitation of ten pirates, however as the eleventh was able to get off a good yell and shot the pirates organized a rear guard of twenty men, whilst the others geared up the ships to move, looking back this was an extremely organized action that could not of been organized by the average pirate cliqué. The hail of ion and plasma shots forced them to find shelter behind a large crate whose contents were unknown. Several minutes passed and the fire was still sustained, Savet had read a plethora of military books and could not believe that he hadn't seen such a blatant movement.

He quickly warned his master that they were flanking, probably on both sides. Taen decided that the best action would be a counter-attack, Taen on the left, Savet on the right. The maneuver was carried out and unintentionally Taen faced ten blaster rifles, whilst Savet faced none, except the previously mentioned suppression team which, of ten, six opened fire on him, which he dodged as he dove to another cover. Taen was a much less advantageous position, as he was able, due to premonition and expectation, to force push the frontal blast rifle shots opposite of his direction, inadvertently killing three of the men, however before he could land the four men to his right opened intense fire and filled his sides with holes. The surviving seven moved up, and emptied a lot of shots into his body. Savet was flushed with thought, and a prevailing emotion, fear, of death, nothing but that primal incentive. With that incentive, focused as the beams of light contacting a concave lens, he ran threw the main hall way, with an unnatural speed, so fast that even the six men who had trained fire on his position would not respond fast enough. He had escaped, and ran an emergency transmission to the Jedi, they quickly picked him up, and as his report was vocally passed on he was reinstated as a Jedi Hopeful, he would have to again look for a master.

KILLS:
Soon, mawhahaha!

DUELING RING MATCHES:
*sigh*

GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
Look Below

ROLE-PLAYS:
Not Now.