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Therion June, or Darth Nemesis, or The Cloaked Man, The Cloaked Figure, The Entity, The Immortal, The Burning Deliverer, The Creature....So many names he could go by. It was difficult to say just how he looked. Listening to someone describe his appearance just wouldn't quite be the same as seeing the man in person. He was fear in person, a nightmare incarnate. His face is pale and blank, in hue as well as in emotion. It was difficult to call Therion a man. He was almost as far from it as one could come. He had a deatlhy gaze, dark red rings around his almost silvery pupils.
His build was powerful, he was in astonishing shape. His physical strength far surpassed the impression given by his incredible physique, if one could comprehend such a possibility. Therion was tall as well, standing over six feet. His age was lost to him, he had no sense of time. Time was an illusion to him. His hair was a somewhat pale silver, the back hanging past his hips, his bangs not far behind. His lips were cold, having just a hint of a lifeless blue to them. His attire consisted almost always of a black tunic, with plates of armor on the shoulders, knees, forearms, shins, chest, and various other regions. He wore well-fit black boots to accompany the theme.
Darth Nemesis usually wears either a large black cloak, or a large dark brown cloak. The hood is almost never seen off, his face is always hidden from the world. In fact, it could be said that only one woman ever saw the face of the creature after his transformation and lived.
Therion's personality is nothing as it used to be. Now he has an emotionless soul, a heart made of frozen stone. He is driven by neither hate, nor love...But something inbetween. It is something he feeds on, an innate power that drives him to do great and terrible things. Perhaps this was the gateway that led to his venture into unknown regions of the Force. To him, the Force is no ally. It is a world, an entire dimension that one could escape to. To call for help, power, mercy, redemption, control...Anything. Almost everything was meaningless to him, except for the one he loved, the one he hated, the one he can't live without, and the one he couldn't live with...In the end, they were all the same person. That one woman, Castina Cradle. He has one goal, and one belief. That through the Force, anything is possible. He plans to grow his powers to no end, until literally anything is possible for him. One of these goals is immortality.
Therion is the farthest from biast one could get. He was impartial to almost everything. To him, actions had no reactions, and no consequences. He didn't like, or dislike anything, really. He just did what he felt he had to. There were two people in this world that Therion ever loved. Cassius Cove, and Castina Cradle. Those are both names Therion hasn't heard for almost 20 years now.
Darth Nemesis is a mass of strengths. His only weakness if Castina, and that can just barely be considered one. His skills with the lightsaber are unmatchable, his knowledge of the Force is indescribable. When he puts both of these talents together, he becomes too powerful to control. His very voice is sheer power, sheer Dark Will of the Force. Hearing his voice alone could cause the average man's nerves to fail, and his heart to collapse. He has explored regions of the Force never reached by any other. He has mastered almost every Force Ability ever known, and continues to perfect them all.
Darth Nemesis was once in far contrast to what he is now. He was once a Jedi Knight. But before that he was a youngling at the Jedi Academy on Yavin IV. He grew up with his friend Cassius Cove. They trained together side by side their entire lives, they went on mission after mission together. They were brothers by oath, friends by habbit. The two were inseperable, until one day, when a terrible calamity occured that Therion was trapped by enemy forces on a mission. Cassius was forced to leave him there. While everyone thought Therion had died, he had not. He was taken prisoner, and taught many ways of the Force, even the Dark Side, by a Sith Lord named Darth Atreyu. Therion's powers tripled, but this wasn't the end. They continued to grow. He became too powerful to control. He broke free from Darth Atreyu's prison, and fled back to the academy. He had lost even their trust with his great power.
Therion loved a woman named Castina Cradle, who never seemed to return his love, though she certainly shared it. It had torn Therion apart his whole life, the eternal heartache. On a final mission with Cassius and Castina, Darth Atreyu found Therion once more. He tried to control him, considering him to be a very valuable asset. Therion's power grew even more when confronted by Darth Atreyu, even when Darth Atreyu tried to convert him, he couldn't control Therion for long. Therion broke free of the spell, and his rage continued into sheer power. He went on a rampage to destroy Corus, Cassius' apprentice. In the end, he also destroyed Cassius himself, and many other innocent lives were lost. Castina was the only survivor from the mission.
Castina had a daughter named Emery. This is not entirely known to Therion, though he can feel a tremor int he Force from her birth. He also feels another one, from his bastard son. He impregnated a woman by rape on a mission not too long before Cassius' death. The boy was concieved after Therion had his newly found powers...and they passed on to the boy. Therion went into a whirl of emotional confusion, so he did the only thing he could. Gain power. In more ways than one, he did. Learning everything about the Force, and more. Learning everything about the saber, and more. Conquering the galaxy was a start...But he planned on conquering even more.
Kills:
No PC's on this board killed, they were all on other RP's.
Dueling Ring Matches:
Never dueled on this board
Grand Tournament Matches:
No tournaments on this board
RP's:Entity of the Force</div>
Therion June, or Darth Nemesis, or The Cloaked Man, The Cloaked Figure, The Entity, The Immortal, The Burning Deliverer, The Creature....So many names he could go by. It was difficult to say just how he looked. Listening to someone describe his appearance just wouldn't quite be the same as seeing the man in person. He was fear in person, a nightmare incarnate. His face is pale and blank, in hue as well as in emotion. It was difficult to call Therion a man. He was almost as far from it as one could come. He had a deatlhy gaze, dark red rings around his almost silvery pupils.
His build was powerful, he was in astonishing shape. His physical strength far surpassed the impression given by his incredible physique, if one could comprehend such a possibility. Therion was tall as well, standing over six feet. His age was lost to him, he had no sense of time. Time was an illusion to him. His hair was a somewhat pale silver, the back hanging past his hips, his bangs not far behind. His lips were cold, having just a hint of a lifeless blue to them. His attire consisted almost always of a black tunic, with plates of armor on the shoulders, knees, forearms, shins, chest, and various other regions. He wore well-fit black boots to accompany the theme.
Darth Nemesis usually wears either a large black cloak, or a large dark brown cloak. The hood is almost never seen off, his face is always hidden from the world. In fact, it could be said that only one woman ever saw the face of the creature after his transformation and lived.
Therion's personality is nothing as it used to be. Now he has an emotionless soul, a heart made of frozen stone. He is driven by neither hate, nor love...But something inbetween. It is something he feeds on, an innate power that drives him to do great and terrible things. Perhaps this was the gateway that led to his venture into unknown regions of the Force. To him, the Force is no ally. It is a world, an entire dimension that one could escape to. To call for help, power, mercy, redemption, control...Anything. Almost everything was meaningless to him, except for the one he loved, the one he hated, the one he can't live without, and the one he couldn't live with...In the end, they were all the same person. That one woman, Castina Cradle. He has one goal, and one belief. That through the Force, anything is possible. He plans to grow his powers to no end, until literally anything is possible for him. One of these goals is immortality.
Therion is the farthest from biast one could get. He was impartial to almost everything. To him, actions had no reactions, and no consequences. He didn't like, or dislike anything, really. He just did what he felt he had to. There were two people in this world that Therion ever loved. Cassius Cove, and Castina Cradle. Those are both names Therion hasn't heard for almost 20 years now.
Darth Nemesis is a mass of strengths. His only weakness if Castina, and that can just barely be considered one. His skills with the lightsaber are unmatchable, his knowledge of the Force is indescribable. When he puts both of these talents together, he becomes too powerful to control. His very voice is sheer power, sheer Dark Will of the Force. Hearing his voice alone could cause the average man's nerves to fail, and his heart to collapse. He has explored regions of the Force never reached by any other. He has mastered almost every Force Ability ever known, and continues to perfect them all.
Darth Nemesis was once in far contrast to what he is now. He was once a Jedi Knight. But before that he was a youngling at the Jedi Academy on Yavin IV. He grew up with his friend Cassius Cove. They trained together side by side their entire lives, they went on mission after mission together. They were brothers by oath, friends by habbit. The two were inseperable, until one day, when a terrible calamity occured that Therion was trapped by enemy forces on a mission. Cassius was forced to leave him there. While everyone thought Therion had died, he had not. He was taken prisoner, and taught many ways of the Force, even the Dark Side, by a Sith Lord named Darth Atreyu. Therion's powers tripled, but this wasn't the end. They continued to grow. He became too powerful to control. He broke free from Darth Atreyu's prison, and fled back to the academy. He had lost even their trust with his great power.
Therion loved a woman named Castina Cradle, who never seemed to return his love, though she certainly shared it. It had torn Therion apart his whole life, the eternal heartache. On a final mission with Cassius and Castina, Darth Atreyu found Therion once more. He tried to control him, considering him to be a very valuable asset. Therion's power grew even more when confronted by Darth Atreyu, even when Darth Atreyu tried to convert him, he couldn't control Therion for long. Therion broke free of the spell, and his rage continued into sheer power. He went on a rampage to destroy Corus, Cassius' apprentice. In the end, he also destroyed Cassius himself, and many other innocent lives were lost. Castina was the only survivor from the mission.
Castina had a daughter named Emery. This is not entirely known to Therion, though he can feel a tremor int he Force from her birth. He also feels another one, from his bastard son. He impregnated a woman by rape on a mission not too long before Cassius' death. The boy was concieved after Therion had his newly found powers...and they passed on to the boy. Therion went into a whirl of emotional confusion, so he did the only thing he could. Gain power. In more ways than one, he did. Learning everything about the Force, and more. Learning everything about the saber, and more. Conquering the galaxy was a start...But he planned on conquering even more.
Kills:
No PC's on this board killed, they were all on other RP's.
Dueling Ring Matches:
Never dueled on this board
Grand Tournament Matches:
No tournaments on this board
RP's:Entity of the Force</div>