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I. Troapa Kyxil
II. Capabilities
III. Assets
IV. Personality
V. Biography
VI. Fighting Techniques
VII. Role Plays
VIII. Notable Acquaintances
Lords of the Sith
Full Credit for the Image goes to BeeperNPS of Deviantart.
Rank: Sith
Species: Wookie
Age: 34 Standard Galactic Years
Gender: Male
Species: Wookie
Age: 34 Standard Galactic Years
Gender: Male
Appearance
Height: 6'8"
Weight: 289lbs
Eyes: Blackened
Skin: Not Visible
Hair: Ragged, Dark Brown, Greying into Silver
Marks: Many Scars, but not seen
Appearance: Troapa is bulky and obviously quite a powerhouse, but his image is extremely ragged and not well groomed. His first impression would be of him having given up on his looks ad that he might have very well given up on life, but in fact it is because his priority for grooming is extraordinarily low on his things to do.
Weight: 289lbs
Eyes: Blackened
Skin: Not Visible
Hair: Ragged, Dark Brown, Greying into Silver
Marks: Many Scars, but not seen
Appearance: Troapa is bulky and obviously quite a powerhouse, but his image is extremely ragged and not well groomed. His first impression would be of him having given up on his looks ad that he might have very well given up on life, but in fact it is because his priority for grooming is extraordinarily low on his things to do.
Description
- Troapa’s image can tell encyclopedias of stories about him and all he’s been through, but it doesn’t even begin to scratch the surface of his psyche. Within his mind, his life is a single continuous plight for survival, where everyone seems to be after him. He lives for combat, and the Sith have taken advantage of this fact very well, sending him off to the furthest reaches of the galaxy to do the horrible deeds of battle that most other Sith wouldn’t even have nightmares about.
Strengths/Weaknesses
- A Killer. It is all the strength and weakness someone can have. Troapa is the pinnacle of combat and can prove himself on any battlefield, but when it comes right down to it, it is also his greatest weakness. He doesn’t know when to stop in a fight, and he is otherwise a complete animal.
His mind is essentially shattered due to an unfortunate sequence of events that have yet to be revealed. Whatever happened to him left him in a permanent state of fight or flight, and his mind has become as sharp as a blade when it comes to that; However, there is no slowing down for him, and he is constantly found sapping the dark side of the Force to accommodate for this constant state. He’d otherwise be extremely weakened, and because of this, his body shows the signs of his deep corruption, even as he continues to delve deeper into the Darkness of the Force. His body seems to have consumed itself, his fur has morphed from its original Dark brown into a silver-grey, his eyes are completely blanketed black, and his fur is as wild as he acts. His mind though…
His mind is essentially shattered due to an unfortunate sequence of events that have yet to be revealed. Whatever happened to him left him in a permanent state of fight or flight, and his mind has become as sharp as a blade when it comes to that; However, there is no slowing down for him, and he is constantly found sapping the dark side of the Force to accommodate for this constant state. He’d otherwise be extremely weakened, and because of this, his body shows the signs of his deep corruption, even as he continues to delve deeper into the Darkness of the Force. His body seems to have consumed itself, his fur has morphed from its original Dark brown into a silver-grey, his eyes are completely blanketed black, and his fur is as wild as he acts. His mind though…
What does it mean to be a Sith?
"A Sith is always in pursuit of knowledge for the potential of wielding greater powers."
-Arkteleus Krayzen
- For Kyxil, being a Sith is almost nothing. After everything he's been through, being a Sith means very little to him, where it is purely a means to an end. The Sith accept him for how he currently is, they create a means for an end, and their pain in general feeds him He believes that this mysterious Force that haunts him is comfortable around the Darkness of the Sith, and it will lull this Force into a false sense of security until he can find out a way to destroy it, whether it be through gaining the power of the Sith or by some other means.
- Troapa, being a Wookie has an unnatural strength and sense of balance. However due to the extreme harshness of his training and adventures, his body has accommodated for the painfully ordinary capabilities, turning him into the human equivalent of a machine.
Strength: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa, being a Wookie has an indomitable strength that is easily the first thing anyone would notice about him. Simply being a Wookie merits a level of strength that can surpass that of nearly any other species in the Galaxy.
Precision: ■■■■■■■■■■
- His sharp battle-mind allows him to easily be able to land precision strikes. After all, in his mind, precision is the difference between life and death, and his will to live is unfathomable.
Agility: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa grew up in the trees of Kashyyyk, rewarding him with a sense of agility that is more than uncanny for someone built as bulky as he is.
Speed: ■■■■■■■■■■
- His speed, though certainly not a forte, is something that has been honed throughout years of training and experience to something quite formidable.
Constitution: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa has seen so much, and experienced so much more than he can even recall. This kind of exposure of be what he believes to be a constant attempt at escaping and fighting his way through friend and foe alike, he is extremely accustomed to taking hits and keeping on rolling. Because of his activities, he’s been captured (albeit temporarily) by various groups who’ve also tortured him. His tolerance for pain is quite impressive.
Stamina: ■■■■■■■■■■
- He’s been on the run from some unseen enemy of his mind for so long that he is nearly in a constant state of fighting or running. Needless to say, he has become a one-Wookie army, and this has allowed him to be able become the energizer bunny and keep on going.
Intelligence: ■■■■■■■■■■
- When it comes right down to it, a shattered mind is only as good as the individual shards that make up the mess. He can recall useful information upon the occasion, but relying on his mind has never been something to bet on. In fact, the only fully functioning part of his mind has been the only part of it that has been constantly running for the past unknown quantity of years, and it has left it getting sharper and sharper despite the mental exhaustion he’d ordinarily feel in any other circumstance. Survival and fighting is something that simply happens as a result of living and being present. He reacts to his environment and dominates it with his ingrained skills.
Wisdom: ■■■■■■■■■■
- If you are looking for a scholar, a teacher, any sort of influence, then run away from Traopa. He is a vicious animal that would like nothing more than to tear you limb from limb, and testing his ability to be wise is not something that is recommended.
Charisma: ■■■■■■■■■■
- What charm is there I a wild animal? The only thing possibly admirable of Troapa is the purity of his intentions... to Kill and survive.
Force Sensitivity: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa relies heavily on the Force to sustain him. His constant state of survival has done him no favors, and he uses a constant deep connection to the Dark energies of the Force to simply survive. He is the leech, and the Force is the host.
Force Powers and Skills
*Note: Because a Force power isn't specifically listed here, doesn't mean Kyxil isn't knowledgeable or capable of it either. This purely displays a guideline as to what Troapa is most familiar with in each field.
Acrobatics: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Though his body is physically capable, he is no stranger to enhancing his strength, acrobatics, and other features in order to well exceed everyone else around him.
Energy Manipulation:■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa is certainly no stranger in this field of the Force, however, choosing to use in in combat is another story. He is more likely to use tutaminis to absorb energy than he is to conjure lightning to expel energy.
Telekinesis: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa’s grasp over telekinetics is one of his strongest suits. He uses it frequently in combat an doesn’t hold back with it when it means survival.
Healing: ■■■■■■■■■■
- The only way Troapa heals is through sapping the Dark Side of the Force to sustain himself.
Status Effects: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa is more than capable of being able to effect the status of himself and others. In fact, it seems to be a natural ability o call upon, where is in a near-constant state of mind to combat, survive, and kill, which is more derived from his attachment to the Force than anything else.
Sense: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Instincts if anything else. This Force power, based off his powerful instincts for survival and killing allows him the pure ability to react and act based upon the enhancements and willpower of the Force.
Mental Manipulation: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa’s mind, as shattered as it is, isn’t a potent tool to use against others. His effects on others are more along the lines of status effects that he’d use to carve fear into an enemy over anything else. It is his ability to defend these assaults that really stand out. His paranoia, his beliefs, and his ingrained training and experiences have allowed him to have a formidable defense against these kinds of powers without even drawing upon the Force to do so.
- *A notable ability though, is when facing a severely weakened opponent (such as one defeated in battle, but not yet killed), Troapa's deepest Darkest ability shows itself in the form of a Powerful dark sided mental attack that literally corrupts the victim's mind. Like his own mind, shattered, the ability will utilize the full extent of the dark side to taint his victims, shattering their minds as well. It doesn't necessarily Force them to RP as a Darksider, but rather 'Infects' the victim with this Dark Side Presence that is next to impossible to remove, and attempts to do so leave a victim still with the shattered mind, perhaps even in worse shape without the dark presence adding that individual. Like Troapa's Dark Sided Taint, the Dark side presence born inside the victim's mind will literally speak to the victim as Troapa's dark side presence does to him.
Intent: As a possible alternative to Death, Troapa's victims in battle will be able to choose life at the expense of their character succumbing to a shattered mind and a very Dark and Evil presence that will attempt to fight them for control over their own intentions and their own alignment in the Force, though opting not to accept this taint would mean death. This is essentially meant to be a part of Troapa's hardship and personal Story Arc as an option for that character to be able to live through a duel they lose.
Exotic Sects: ■■■■■■■■■■
Acrobatics: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Though his body is physically capable, he is no stranger to enhancing his strength, acrobatics, and other features in order to well exceed everyone else around him.
Energy Manipulation:■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa is certainly no stranger in this field of the Force, however, choosing to use in in combat is another story. He is more likely to use tutaminis to absorb energy than he is to conjure lightning to expel energy.
Telekinesis: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa’s grasp over telekinetics is one of his strongest suits. He uses it frequently in combat an doesn’t hold back with it when it means survival.
Healing: ■■■■■■■■■■
- The only way Troapa heals is through sapping the Dark Side of the Force to sustain himself.
Status Effects: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa is more than capable of being able to effect the status of himself and others. In fact, it seems to be a natural ability o call upon, where is in a near-constant state of mind to combat, survive, and kill, which is more derived from his attachment to the Force than anything else.
Sense: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Instincts if anything else. This Force power, based off his powerful instincts for survival and killing allows him the pure ability to react and act based upon the enhancements and willpower of the Force.
Mental Manipulation: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa’s mind, as shattered as it is, isn’t a potent tool to use against others. His effects on others are more along the lines of status effects that he’d use to carve fear into an enemy over anything else. It is his ability to defend these assaults that really stand out. His paranoia, his beliefs, and his ingrained training and experiences have allowed him to have a formidable defense against these kinds of powers without even drawing upon the Force to do so.
- *A notable ability though, is when facing a severely weakened opponent (such as one defeated in battle, but not yet killed), Troapa's deepest Darkest ability shows itself in the form of a Powerful dark sided mental attack that literally corrupts the victim's mind. Like his own mind, shattered, the ability will utilize the full extent of the dark side to taint his victims, shattering their minds as well. It doesn't necessarily Force them to RP as a Darksider, but rather 'Infects' the victim with this Dark Side Presence that is next to impossible to remove, and attempts to do so leave a victim still with the shattered mind, perhaps even in worse shape without the dark presence adding that individual. Like Troapa's Dark Sided Taint, the Dark side presence born inside the victim's mind will literally speak to the victim as Troapa's dark side presence does to him.
Intent: As a possible alternative to Death, Troapa's victims in battle will be able to choose life at the expense of their character succumbing to a shattered mind and a very Dark and Evil presence that will attempt to fight them for control over their own intentions and their own alignment in the Force, though opting not to accept this taint would mean death. This is essentially meant to be a part of Troapa's hardship and personal Story Arc as an option for that character to be able to live through a duel they lose.
Exotic Sects: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa has no experience using any of the Exotic Sects of magic, though he is certainly aware of them, and truly believes in them.
Shien/D'jem So: ■■■■■■■■■■
- D'Jem so fits Troapa’s style of combat perfectly.
Niman: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Niman is an excellent tool for Troapa to utilize as it incorporates his many other tactics in combat. Though Troapa doesn’t have much training in Niman, he exceeds in utilizing it to his benefit simply due to personal style of combat.
Unarmed Combat: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa, more than much else is a fantastic unarmed combatant utilizing both formal and informal fighting techniques, but all are finely honed and made to the ultimate practicability in combat.
Survival: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa is a Master in surviving, and has taken it to the final tier, where he is able to escape, disappear, fight, or simply survive his way out of nearly any situation.
Interrogations: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa’s shattered mind and will power makes him exceedingly amazing at resisting interrogation techniques; However, he has almost no skill at interrogating himself.
Hunting/Tracking: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa’s settings, though vast and varied, offers him every opportunity to perform a skill that is quite the opposite of something he’s already easily Mastered, Surviving. For Troapa, Hunting and tracking is the ideal method of getting back on top, and he is exceedingly amazing at it when it means survival.
Free Running/Art of Movement: ■■■■■■■■■■
- On of Troapa’s many specialties is moving. His endurance, agility, and balance is more than capable enough to allow him to master movement, but above all, he has trained himself to be faster, more agile, and longer lasting than any other. The Urban or Natural habitats of the Galaxy pose no threat to him, where climbing, sprinting, or moving over rough terrain is not an issue. After all, it is the perfect method of survival, when it works.
Physical Senses: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Naturally, Troapa’s senses are perfectly adapted to the hunter/hunted, but more than ever, due to his lifestyle and beliefs, he is perfectly adapted to being able to fully utilize these natural senses to reveal the truth of the World around him. His paranoia, most of all, aids in this.
Marksman: ■■■■■■■■■■
- As a method of survival, Troapa has familiarized himself with a wide variety of weapons, which includes blasters. And throughout his time on the run, he’d developed an ability to shoot a blaster very well.
- D'Jem so fits Troapa’s style of combat perfectly.
Niman: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Niman is an excellent tool for Troapa to utilize as it incorporates his many other tactics in combat. Though Troapa doesn’t have much training in Niman, he exceeds in utilizing it to his benefit simply due to personal style of combat.
Unarmed Combat: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa, more than much else is a fantastic unarmed combatant utilizing both formal and informal fighting techniques, but all are finely honed and made to the ultimate practicability in combat.
Survival: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa is a Master in surviving, and has taken it to the final tier, where he is able to escape, disappear, fight, or simply survive his way out of nearly any situation.
Interrogations: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa’s shattered mind and will power makes him exceedingly amazing at resisting interrogation techniques; However, he has almost no skill at interrogating himself.
Hunting/Tracking: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Troapa’s settings, though vast and varied, offers him every opportunity to perform a skill that is quite the opposite of something he’s already easily Mastered, Surviving. For Troapa, Hunting and tracking is the ideal method of getting back on top, and he is exceedingly amazing at it when it means survival.
Free Running/Art of Movement: ■■■■■■■■■■
- On of Troapa’s many specialties is moving. His endurance, agility, and balance is more than capable enough to allow him to master movement, but above all, he has trained himself to be faster, more agile, and longer lasting than any other. The Urban or Natural habitats of the Galaxy pose no threat to him, where climbing, sprinting, or moving over rough terrain is not an issue. After all, it is the perfect method of survival, when it works.
Physical Senses: ■■■■■■■■■■
- Naturally, Troapa’s senses are perfectly adapted to the hunter/hunted, but more than ever, due to his lifestyle and beliefs, he is perfectly adapted to being able to fully utilize these natural senses to reveal the truth of the World around him. His paranoia, most of all, aids in this.
Marksman: ■■■■■■■■■■
- As a method of survival, Troapa has familiarized himself with a wide variety of weapons, which includes blasters. And throughout his time on the run, he’d developed an ability to shoot a blaster very well.
Credit for Image goes to Pharaoh-Hamenthotep of DeviantArt.
Lightsaber:
- Two, Red, synthesized Lightsaber Crystals make up his two lightsabers. One is his primary, and the other is his back up, but both can see equal action in the field. The length of handle is enhanced in order to accommodate his larger hand size. Both lightsabers have dual phase options, but are seldom used. The scarring on the handles and the various ornaments collected on them show their extreme levels of use, and also show how they can be used as a blunt object weapon.
- Troapa wouldn’t survive without his hunting Knife. It sin’t used so much in combat, though is certainly can be.
Troapa's Armor:
- Troapa owns an extremely Generic, lighter armor. Forearms, shin guards, and a partial body vest. It can stop 1 blaster bolt, and a partially resist a second. Both will not stop the kinetic energy of a blaster bolt though. Lightsabers will not be stopped, and glancing blows will still do fair damages to Troapa.
- Though Troapa’s armors come and go very frequently due to wear and tear through frequent usage, he can usually be found wearing a grey/black, indistinguishable Cloak or Duster to hide himself.
*Gear may vary from environment to environment; Ex: Air-tight Space Gear, Aquatic Gear, Heavy Winter Gear, etc.
Troapa also has a phrik forearm guard on each arm, though they've seen a lot of wear and tear and could probably only hold a single strong strike or a few seconds of continuous contact.
Blaster Rifle
- Troapa utilizes a standard Blaster Rifle with nothing special about it. He usually goes through them rather frequently, so he might be seen with a different blaster every time you come across him- assuming he hasn’t shot you with it.
- Troapa has somehow found himself in the possession of a Bantha-Class Frieghter; However, it wouldn’t be a big surprise to find that he gets a new one or a ship of a different kind through sketchy means somewhere along the way.
Droids:
- If there is ever a droid you’d see him with, it would be either a Medical Droid or a Protocol Droid. Troapa almost always travels with a Protocol Droid that is intimately familiar with him named, “Data”.
- However, behind the scenes, Troapa almost always has 3 Medical Droids on standby, due to his many adventures.
- N/A
- Unknown.
- Comm Link
- Flask: on his belt; with water purifier
- x1 Thermal Detonator
- x2 Flash grenades
- x1 Rebreather
- When you first observe Troapa, you can be sure he is a survivor. There is almost an urgent aura about him, where he is almost always being chased or is on the run form someone or something. If you didn’t already know anything about him, you might think him the lonely soldier, the lone wolf, the renegade, the man on a mission for the good of the Galaxy. He seems to have purpose, and it is something you almost desire for yourself… It is something admirable.
However, if you are ever unfortunate enough to stick too close to him, you might find out who… what he really is. Despite being referred to as a monster or a wild animal, he is very much human, but a broken one at that. You sure as hell wouldn’t be able to determine it simply by looking at him or watching the way he acts towards everyone or anything, but he is terrified. There is a look of a horrified animal deep in his eyes that give him away on every level. This terror though, it gives him every reason to believe that there is nothing left for him to lose. There is nothing left. For Troapa, there is just survival, and an undying need to live.
To speak to him, you’d quickly become aware of the fact of how paranoid he is, how he truly believes there is something amiss, and how his mind is nearly completely gone. He becomes frenzied, highly aggressive, and murderous when cornered. He flees when he’s outgunned or outnumbered. Most of all though, he is the perfect embodiment of a broken man.
Intents and Goals
- Troapa’s only goal in life is simply to live and survive. However, he secretly invites the notion that he can stop this unknown threat towards him, and though he doesn’t know whether it is true or not, but he entertains the notion of this unseen threat threatening the lives of every living creature in the galaxy. His delusion of Grandeur is so deeply ingrained in his mind that he believes his survival, even if it means killing a few lives, can ultimately save every life in the Galaxy when he finally unravels the mystery of what pursues him.
- Troapa’s story includes his childhood on Kashyyyk, a few Adventures here or there, and his recruitment and in depth training as a Sith in the Sith Brotherhood, but ultimately none of it matters, because it is all considered void when considering his current state. All that really needs to be known is that he had a normal childhood, and that he was above average with the Sith.
The real story begins well after his many adventures and his excruciating training with the Sith. Some missions are never meant to be completed. Unfortunately, the late Troapa Kyxil got the short end of that stick.
Nearly a decade ago, Kyxil was sent off into deep space with 4 other Sith, following a Jedi distress beacon. Of’course, there was no way of determining how many Jedi were out there, and who even knows what in wild space could make them scared enough to not encode the beacon… to send it to despite knowing there were Sith likely to find it. In all possibilities accounted for, it was likely a trap set up, and 5 Sith would almost certainly do the job needed. Kyxil was one of the stronger swordsmen available at the time, and he was one of the first to volunteer for the mission, despite knowing the many, many risks it had. Thankfully, he was confident in his ability to fight off pirates, Jedi, or even something worse… If only he knew what the deep wild space had in store for him…
It was nearly 3 weeks before the Sith distress beacon went up after their near immediate disappearance. Not a word back to the Sith before they dropped off the map… This time though, the beacon was encoded specifically for the Sith to find, and no one else, and the message with it fell upon faces filled with shock.
The message wouldn’t be seen again for another decade after, where the plight to seek out the missing Jedi and Sith had been long given up. In fact, it had become a ghost story that fell only upon the ears that most desired the scariest stories, and it was nothing more then, but a story.
[c]-----[/c]
Ten Years Later:
A Bantha Class Light Freighter drops out of Hyperspace, the ship showing obvious signs of their trade. It was a smuggling ship, and of their smuggling routes had taken a very wrong turn, leaving them in completely unknown territories. These parts of the deeper sections of wild space were avoided in fear of the stories that accompanied them… Monsters, Pirates, etc. We all know how these things went, and no captain of a smuggling ship wanted to get stuck out this far from the beaten path; You really don’t know what you’ll run into.
However, they dropped out of hyperspace into a rather tricky system, where the asteroid belt in the area was littered with debris from ships, asteroids, and the Force only knows what else. It was a death trap for any pilot without the appropriate experience… Thankfully though, there wasn’t much of an issue there.
The space was silent, like the silence before the storm. The emptiness of the chaotic belt seemed to warrant a feeling deep down that was rather frightening. Everyone in the smuggler’s crew could feel it too, but not a single one of them said a thing about it. They knew that everyone else could also feel it.
When the communications alert came online, the whole crew jumped before it was patched through, “Captain, it’s an emergency beacon. We’re decoding it now, but it seems to be an old code for the Sith, probably at least five years old.It shouldn’t take long,” the first mate indicated.
The captain, only just recovering himself from the jump scare, motioned to the main display hub in the center of the room, “Bring it up when you can.”
Only moments later, it appeared for the main crew to see. The hologram was a bit corrupted, likely due to the mere amount of time it had been alone in the depth of Space.
Crackling in and out, the hologram showed a Wookie, sitting alone I what seemed to be an empty and dark room. He was clearly distraught, and the look in his eyes wasn’t something wild or intended to kill, but it was something of loss and sorrow. In a rather soft tone that truly conveyed his loss, “They’ve all died,” his language was clearly translated by the on board systems of the ship, judging by how everyone could instantly understand him.
There was a rather long pause for the intensity of the moment, and a harsh pounding at the door behind him, or at least that’s what they could all assume it was, was a door. And despite the banging on the door, the Wookie wasn’t even remotely phased by it… he didn’t flinch once. And what was worse was that the thumping was desperate, and it was growingly so too.
After a painfully long silence, he finally looked back up into the hologram, “I killed so many of them,” he said looking down at his paws and the smoking lightsaber still in it, “The Jedi… the Sith… even the rest of them.”
The crew observing the painfully long transmission couldn’t help but to get chills down their spines as he continued, “Even after I’ve killed them all, there still seems to be so many more of them… They just keep haunting me, and I doubt they’ll ever leave me be. Even as I hide or sleep, where they cannot find me, I can hear them… always hearing them.”
He chuckles to himself briefly, “My psych eval said I was perfectly sane… but the longer I stay here, it seems that I get more and more out of my mind,” he says while shaking his head before he gets very serious again, looking into the hologram again, “He’s out there. I can feel him, and it… it hurts so damn much,” he says with an anguished look in his eyes and a tear running down one of them.
“He’s searching for me, and it’s only a matter of time before he gets to me. I’m on my last leg here, and I can feel him… just crawling into my head,” the shudder he made while saying it truly let them know the severity of the situation. They didn’t have to finish watching it. They knew how pointless it was, but still, they continued it.
Without even realizing it, they were tracking the signal, and the autopilot of the ship took them straight to the source before they could even look away from the entrancing hologram. And almost in synchrony with the hologram, a wave a Darkness permeated through the ship from their unknown destination only just as the pounding stopped on the door of the hologram. The location of the door within the hologram was coincidentally in the same direction the smuggling crew’s door was located.
Within the hologram, the Wookie gave a shrug through the few tears that fell from his eyes, “I guess he’s here… I can feel him stronger than anything else I’ve ever felt before in my life… and truly it hurts, because I know exactly what he is going to do to me.”
Hooking the lightsaber in his paws onto his belt, he stood up from his seat in front of the hologram to face the door that seemed to be sliding open, and a shadow was cast over the room the Wookie stood in, where the Wookie’s hand wavered over his lightsaber hilt, “You realize I’m going to have to kill you now?”
A deep and sharp cackling pierced through the room at what seemed to be a response to the Wookie from off the hologram, “You will die.”
And before anyone could realize what was going on, the voice continued, “You will all die now.”
However, when the voice continued, the corruption of the hologram ceased the transmission, just as a massive asteroid drifted out of the way of what looked to be a massive facility built into another Asteroid. The voice continuing after the hologram stopped caused all the heads in the room to swivel to the captain, whose face melted into surprise as he seemed to put together the pieces. The barely visible nose of the ship that docked itself to them while they were all enthralled in the hologram, the very really presence of darkness, a hidden base…
From an abnormally dark corner of the room, a shadowy figure shifted into view, causing all of the internals of the inhabitants to sink at his presence. No one could make out exactly what he was, but they could certainly recognize that he was large, ragged, and rather monstrous. By the time he stepped fully into the light of the room, they could see that it was the vaguest remnant of the very same Wookie that was depicted in the video, but a horribly twisted version of it that chilled their very skin. His eyes were as pure black as the shadows he’d emerged from, and the silvering fur of his body protruded from the tattered cloak he’d worn since the first day he’d stepped in front of that hologram.
Sharp gasps were muffled as they took in who he was, but not a soul made another sound, because they were all terrified of what it possibly meant.
Speaking, the much deepened voice of the original Wookie spoke again to send chills down their spines once more, though his mouth didn't move, indicating that the voice was something made purely of thoughts and injected directly into all of their minds, “Don’t be sad though, because you give our lives for the best of causes,” he said before turning into an almost literal blur before their eyes. A long knife held in his paws sliced through the throats, arms, chests, plunged into their skulls faster than they could draw their blasters. He was nearly imperceptible, and only a few of the blasters that were drawn were shot off uselessly.
Finally, he came to a stop in front of the Captain that was still in shock and in awe of the fashion the Wookie had dispatched the entire crew, “Wh-What happened to you?”
Letting out a single chilled breath, the Wookie simply stood in front of the frozen captain, the knife dripping with the mixed blood of the various aliens that had once accompanied him, “I died, my dear Captain.”
And almost in slow motion, he plunged the knife into the chest of the captain, where the defenseless human gripped the tattered furry arm of the Wookie as he hoisted the body off the seat closer to his face. The Captain’s expression was taught in the extreme pain, ‘Oh’ face, with eyes widened as far as they’d ever be as their heads passed so that the Wookie’s lips could whisper ever so softly into his ear.
“Be happy I killed you, because there is no worse a fate than to have him inside of you,” his whisper was so gentle and soft that it was in complete contrast to the viciousness of his actions, and as the body succumbed to the lethality of the killing blow, he dropped the body, seeming to continue to whisper.
“I realized that you’ll just keep on coming,” he paused in his whispers long enough to pound the console responsible for playing the corrupted hologram, and it continued, skipping ahead several minutes ahead.
The Wookie was bent over in a pool of blood, growling in an almost crying state, where the lightsaber he once had in his possession seemed to be still rolling from his bent over position, and the emitter shroud still hot from the ignited blade, causing it to sizzle in the blood it rolled into. He finally managed to squeal something out in the final presence of the hologram, “It will be my Swan Song that I keep you here forever, even if it costs me a lifetime of complete and utter misery,” he said before he began to cackle, realizing that the wookie in the hologram was severly injured and in great pain as he attempted to crawl to the hologram recorder, and with a bloodied paw raised, he said his final words, “Don’t come looking for me. Do Not come looking for me.”
And he continued to say it, softer and softer until the bloody paw slammed onto the hologram, stopping the recording. The much older Wookie, standing frozen amongst the fresh bodies he’d cut up, stared blankly at where the hologram once showed his most vulnerable moment, and with an even softer whisper than before, he continued to speak again, “Eventually, I will die, and you’ll be free once more. Then, one of them will come, and you will have your way… That is why I am escaping you. You will follow me… And I will kill you eventually… I will kill you… Eventually.”
Looking around again, he sheaths the blade on his belt, “And you are the ones that saved the Galaxy,” he says, looking at the Captain again as if he were still alive and listening, “It is for the better that you be dead when we leave here though. You don’t even realize how angry he will be without it.”
- Kyxil’s fighting techniques are overpowering, utilizing any possible methods for survival, and he has every tool at his disposal from the environment to his lightsaber, and even going as far as to use his enemy against themselves. There is nothing off limits so long as he gets what he’s come for.
Hierarchy of Combat
- Kyxil recognizes what is called the hierarchy of combat. Before one can learn the next level in the hierarchy, one must first learn the previous levels. Each level represents a stronger version of combat, until one reaches the highest level of combat. When that individual masters one level, they should be able to use each level of the hierarchy in a single form of combat, using methods from one level of the hierarchy in higher levels to make one superior form of combat.
He also believes that if a lower level of combat is more than sufficient in warding off an enemy, then there should be no reason to resort to a force that is obviously excessive, though determining what is excessive is another matter completely, because it is always harder to judge an opponent accurately. This allows him to save much needed energy in one form or another by the end of a confrontation.
1) The first level and lowest level of combat is unarmed. The body is the first line of defense. If you know your body, you can use it effectively enough to disable your opponent, even while using it in conjunction with higher levels of the hierarchy. Unarmed strikes, grappling, and unarmed control over an opponent is the closest you can get to your opponent in dealing deadly strikes.
2) Weapon Combat. When hand to hand combat doesn't have the power needed to eliminate an opponent, Kyxil resorts to using a weapon. With a weapon, every attack becomes potentially lethal, and makes combat just that much more risky for the opponent. Many times, the mere reveal of a weapon can end a fight before it even begins.
3) What many would perceive to be the greatest weapon in the Galaxy, is the Force. The benefits are obvious and potent, but it is far from easy to master. Only the very few are able to learn the great majority of Force Secrets and many, many years are needed to get that far.
4) The final tier of Combat that is greater than even the Force is Strategy. An individual may be the greatest hand to hand warrior, most furious light saber duelist, and most potent Force User, but without strategy, they cannot beast any other opponent. Using the elements about oneself and using them in conjunction with the former tiers of combat can allow someone to master any opponent they so choose, not matter how strong they claim to be.
This is coincidentally the only Tier of combat that can and should be used in conjunction with every other level of combat.
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