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VARRICK XEBEC
NAME: Varrik Xebec
FACTION: Indie
RANK: Apprentice
SPECIES: Zabrak
AGE: 20
GENDER: Male
FORCE SENSITIVE: Confirmed
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Piercing bright yellow eyes and a crown of bone like horns top his head. Varrik is taller and well built, standing in at 6.2 feet and weighing around 220lbs. He's well built, toned and reasonably flexible. With dark red skin and extensive black tattoos that symbolize not only his clan on Dathomir, but his use and practice of the ritualistic dark side.
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Varrik is a loner by nature, trusting only two people in the galaxy with complete conviction and loyalty. Stubborn and somewhat pessimistic, he's also Sado-Masochistic and lead by his emotions. He can also be impulsive and single minded in his pursuit of a goal. He does not plan or plot but rather finds what it is he wants and simply takes it, with no care or concern to its outcome so long has he is pleased. He also makes no excuses for his nature, but rather embraces it.
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Born in the undercity slums of the plant Coruscant, his first memory of life was of scurrying around picking and stealing for food. He was young, only six at the time. A thin little sack of bones that looked ready to tear you're face off if it would allow him another meal. This is where a young Jedi Knight Tora Xebec found him, during a mission to the planet to hunt down some slamo that even she no longer remembers. She had found him through the force and it was surmised that it was only by the will of the force and the youngling's unknowing ability to control it that he was able to survive in the slums. Unable to find any family for the orphan the Knight realized took him back to the temple on (blank).
Varrik was accepted into the temple as a initiate and soon began his training after showing great promise during his first tests. There again the Jedi stood with him in support. In the fall season shorty after, the Zabrak was training alone in the yard. practicing in meditation. But his focus was pulled by another. A feeling of fear and loneliness, feelings much like his own when he was found only a few short months before. The ripples of emotion were from another youngling, a Twi'lek girl being picked on by others who could not understand why the little girl did not speak. Varrik went to her aid, lashing out with the force and shoving the others away. He was reprimanded for his actions. For using his abilities before diplomacy or finding an instructor to assist. Something about that never sat right with the youngling and he would remember that moment throughout the rest of his life.
Returning to his training, there she was like a lost little puppy. To the surprise of many, he was easily ably to communicate with her, and gave her his only personal nickname for her, "Whisper". It made light of her disability, but to Varrik it embraced it. It was also something personal between them. A mark of their growing relationship. The pair quickly learned to communicate through the force and did so when needed but Clea, as he learned, preferred to more primitively sign with her hands or body movement. Varrik obliged.
Their friendship grew over the years and strengthened the bond that tied them together. They studied together, they trained together, and when they were old enough made their first sabers together. When times were tough and Cle'ath got scared she would sneak away from her dorm to lie with him at night for safety and comfort. Varrick was always accommodating to her; likely due to his own indifferent nature toward their peers. The two knew they were different from the others but it wouldn't be until they were far older that they understood why.
The years would pass, and Varrik and Cle'ath were now Padawans. The Knight that helped them however was missing. Months passed with no word from her. When the pair inquired as to what happened to her, the Order could not offer a definitive answer. It was feared she fell to the dark side and joined the ranks of the exiles. Later however, it was discovered that Varrik was sent powerful item, a holocron (assuming they are in the TL). In it contained a map and location to a village on Dathomir. It had been sent by their Master.
Varrik took the item and information to the only other person he trusted with such information, Clea. Their bond was such that he hardly needed to speak, she was ready to follow on the next adventure. A fact that got them into trouble more then once and this time would be no different. They left for Dathomir, buying passage onto a smuggling ship that had been used more then once by the Jedi for disguised travel to more difficult missions. The smuggler hardly remembered them and it was suggested that the pair used the force to convince the smuggler to fly to the planet.
Varrik and Clea would venture for days. Lost in the dark energy that seemed to seep from every piece of sand and blade of grass on the planet. Dispare and fear crept over Varrik and his Clear. It was all part of the Exiles plan. She could see the seeds of darkness already sprouting within them, the galaxy had been cruel to them, and that pain had left it's mark. The Order has slighted the young Varrik long ago and even as a child he could not quite move past it, though he hid it well enough from most.
She waited until the pair were at their bleakest and their supplies had run out before giving them the final push that they needed. Killing for survival. It was something that Varrik had done many a time as a youngling but had moved beyond after being turned over to the Jedi. The Exiled Jedi subtly guided an innocent verne and it's baby toward the two Padawans. Hunger and desperation struck them, and both pounced on the animals. The ever present dark side crept over Varrik as his lightsaber struck home. In a blink of an eye, the need to survive turned to the sweet pleasure of the kill. It was his first step down the dark path, as it was for Clea.
Tora would later show herself after the slaughter, and show how proud she was of them for what they had done. She then took them back to the village, populated by group of force witches. Those that history would later call, Nightsisters. Tora had been sent here to investigate them by the Order and found herself, in her own words, to be enlightened by them. So it was that in that reason that she summoned them to her.
His judgement already starting to become twisted by the dark side, Varrik choose loyalty and perhaps misguided trust over his code as a Padawan. As did Clea. Soon they would break all ties to the Jedi Order. Giving themselves fully to the dark side. Culminating in a ritual that would mark them as members of their new clan. The two would kill a Rancor and use it's body to make that the witches called "the water of life" into a natural forming pool at the center of the village. Varrik and Clea were then lowered into the water and steeped in it as Tora blessed them with dark side magics.
When the right of passage was complete, the two were tattooed in a dark language. Varrik a red ink to match his dark flesh, Clea the opposite to match her red.
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Varrik was accepted into the temple as a initiate and soon began his training after showing great promise during his first tests. There again the Jedi stood with him in support. In the fall season shorty after, the Zabrak was training alone in the yard. practicing in meditation. But his focus was pulled by another. A feeling of fear and loneliness, feelings much like his own when he was found only a few short months before. The ripples of emotion were from another youngling, a Twi'lek girl being picked on by others who could not understand why the little girl did not speak. Varrik went to her aid, lashing out with the force and shoving the others away. He was reprimanded for his actions. For using his abilities before diplomacy or finding an instructor to assist. Something about that never sat right with the youngling and he would remember that moment throughout the rest of his life.
Returning to his training, there she was like a lost little puppy. To the surprise of many, he was easily ably to communicate with her, and gave her his only personal nickname for her, "Whisper". It made light of her disability, but to Varrik it embraced it. It was also something personal between them. A mark of their growing relationship. The pair quickly learned to communicate through the force and did so when needed but Clea, as he learned, preferred to more primitively sign with her hands or body movement. Varrik obliged.
Their friendship grew over the years and strengthened the bond that tied them together. They studied together, they trained together, and when they were old enough made their first sabers together. When times were tough and Cle'ath got scared she would sneak away from her dorm to lie with him at night for safety and comfort. Varrick was always accommodating to her; likely due to his own indifferent nature toward their peers. The two knew they were different from the others but it wouldn't be until they were far older that they understood why.
The years would pass, and Varrik and Cle'ath were now Padawans. The Knight that helped them however was missing. Months passed with no word from her. When the pair inquired as to what happened to her, the Order could not offer a definitive answer. It was feared she fell to the dark side and joined the ranks of the exiles. Later however, it was discovered that Varrik was sent powerful item, a holocron (assuming they are in the TL). In it contained a map and location to a village on Dathomir. It had been sent by their Master.
Varrik took the item and information to the only other person he trusted with such information, Clea. Their bond was such that he hardly needed to speak, she was ready to follow on the next adventure. A fact that got them into trouble more then once and this time would be no different. They left for Dathomir, buying passage onto a smuggling ship that had been used more then once by the Jedi for disguised travel to more difficult missions. The smuggler hardly remembered them and it was suggested that the pair used the force to convince the smuggler to fly to the planet.
Varrik and Clea would venture for days. Lost in the dark energy that seemed to seep from every piece of sand and blade of grass on the planet. Dispare and fear crept over Varrik and his Clear. It was all part of the Exiles plan. She could see the seeds of darkness already sprouting within them, the galaxy had been cruel to them, and that pain had left it's mark. The Order has slighted the young Varrik long ago and even as a child he could not quite move past it, though he hid it well enough from most.
She waited until the pair were at their bleakest and their supplies had run out before giving them the final push that they needed. Killing for survival. It was something that Varrik had done many a time as a youngling but had moved beyond after being turned over to the Jedi. The Exiled Jedi subtly guided an innocent verne and it's baby toward the two Padawans. Hunger and desperation struck them, and both pounced on the animals. The ever present dark side crept over Varrik as his lightsaber struck home. In a blink of an eye, the need to survive turned to the sweet pleasure of the kill. It was his first step down the dark path, as it was for Clea.
Tora would later show herself after the slaughter, and show how proud she was of them for what they had done. She then took them back to the village, populated by group of force witches. Those that history would later call, Nightsisters. Tora had been sent here to investigate them by the Order and found herself, in her own words, to be enlightened by them. So it was that in that reason that she summoned them to her.
His judgement already starting to become twisted by the dark side, Varrik choose loyalty and perhaps misguided trust over his code as a Padawan. As did Clea. Soon they would break all ties to the Jedi Order. Giving themselves fully to the dark side. Culminating in a ritual that would mark them as members of their new clan. The two would kill a Rancor and use it's body to make that the witches called "the water of life" into a natural forming pool at the center of the village. Varrik and Clea were then lowered into the water and steeped in it as Tora blessed them with dark side magics.
When the right of passage was complete, the two were tattooed in a dark language. Varrik a red ink to match his dark flesh, Clea the opposite to match her red.
To be added with TL...
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Lightsaber - Varrik's personal style is a combination of the first three basic forms of saber combat. It is a more defensive yet still aggressive style that allows him to greater use of force ability. The style also offers the flexibility to use or combine and off handed weapon such as a shoto or small baster for added edge.
Force - Trained in both sides of the force Varrik is well rounded in his abilities and a skilled user of every school of force manipulation and control. Currently his focus is that of more neutral and dark side powers but he does not refrain from using the light so long as the force is open to him doing so. Also of note his his practice of dark side magic, a pathway opened to him by his time on Dathomir.
Misc- Piloting , hand to hand , and small arms marksman
Force - Trained in both sides of the force Varrik is well rounded in his abilities and a skilled user of every school of force manipulation and control. Currently his focus is that of more neutral and dark side powers but he does not refrain from using the light so long as the force is open to him doing so. Also of note his his practice of dark side magic, a pathway opened to him by his time on Dathomir.
Misc- Piloting , hand to hand , and small arms marksman
Assets:
To be added with the new TL...
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Pets - Anooba
RELATIONSHIPS:
Cle'Ath A'sha
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