Xxan

[TwoSidedHeart]

Xxan​

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FULL NAME: Xxan
AGE: 32
SPECIES: Trandoshan
HOMEWORLD: Trandosha
FACTION: The Jedi Order
OCCUPATION: Jedi Sentinel
LEVEL: 1
FORCE SENSITIVITY: Confirmed
THEME: LINK

HEIGHT: 6 Ft 4 In.
WEIGHT: 90 Kg.
SKIN COLOR: Pale Green.
EYE COLOR: Amber

CHARACTER SUMMARY:
The Tragedy that occurred on Illum must never happen again. Memories of the terrible event have left Xxan scarred both mentally and physically, while his belief in the Jedi Order is irreversibly shaken. He now does what he can to protect the innocent without revealing his position as a Jedi Knight, swearing to never raise his lightsaber for the sake of war again.

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Character Information​

Biography Traits Possessions

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  I was a fool when I, like so many others, sprang to the defense of our sacred, spiritual heart on Illum.
  
  I couldn't have known what was going to happen there, not truly. The Masters had told us the war was over, that the Exiles had been pushed back and balance would soon be restored to the Galaxy. The fight had been going on for so long at that point that we accepted this news with open arms. In my life before the Order, I was raised to fight and to kill without mercy. I have something of a resistance to the effects of watching somebody die but even I found limits during that bloodbath. It made me want to go back to my adolescence, when I cared only for the favor of the Scorekeeper.
  
  My discovery by the Jedi came after I turned 15, when one of the Exiles slaughtered the hunting party I was travelling with. It was to be my final test, the signal of the end of my adolescence and attainment of my adulthood by proving myself to the Scorekeeper. I watched my Father and two brothers get cut down by what I thought was some vengeful deity at the time. I had no idea of what exactly a Jedi was other than by name. The Force awakened within me out of pure instinct. I had always felt it there but as it burst outwards from me to blast the Exile back, I finally understood what that presence truly was. A Jedi had been on the moon we were, apparently hunting that Exile. My awakening drew him to my location and I was saved from death and drafted into the Jedi Order.
  
  My training was accelerated, like so many others of the time. Two years of dedicated time was what I received. While I was still learning how to center myself and commune with the Force around me, others my age were being granted their Knighthood. Thankfully, I did excel at one thing. Lightsaber combat came easily to me, my past of training to kill beings being tempered into the Form of Soresu. It was the only option I felt, to choose a style that focused solely on defending myself and others, rather than looking explicitly to cut an opponent down. If I had chosen to study a solely aggressive Form, I knew that my natural predatory and bloodthirsty instincts would take over. It wasn't until a decade later when I would branch out into the aggressive form of Djem So to make use of my powerful build and quick reflexes.
  
  My training soon ended and I was sent out into the Galaxy to help the Republic rebuild what the Exiles had destroyed in their bid to take control. I would find some small opportunities to combat the Dark Side obsessed lunatics and came out on top more times than not, gaining many scars along the way. Being rescued from death more than once in your lifetime bestows a strong sense of humility upon oneself. And slowly but surely, stories of battle did die down as the Exiles fell back to the Outer Rim and I found myself continuing to train in my free time between helping people restore what had been lost. I received suspicious looks due to my species, but my actions gained their gratitude. To help someone who lacks the ability to help themselves became my favorite pass time.
  
  And then the news of the Exiles Invasion of Illum came to us. I had been in a nearby system so I managed to reach the surface of the planet alongside several others and charged forth with many other Guardians of Peace and Justice. I fought for Grandmaster Lapar, my friends died so that his strike force could end the battle. We had thought we were holding the Exiles at bay so that our righteous leader could bring about the long awaited conclusion to these skirmishes against our traitorous brethren!
  
  I felt it. I swear I did. The death of the Exiles last warlord followed by a sudden disturbance in the Force, emanating from the location of Grandmaster Lapars strikeforce. The look of shock on an Exiles face as my blade was pressed against his own before the Dark Side itself let out a terrifying roar and swallowed us all. I'll never forget his face.
  
  I'm not sure how I woke up from that but I did. My eyes opened weeks later on a medical transport heading for the Core Worlds and I felt it immediately. The Force itself was in pain, as if it was wounded. The aura of Death clung to me and yet I remained among the living.
  
  I know now that nothing good can ever come of war, no matter the cause you convince yourself to fight for. I will never raise my blade in support of it again.​
  
  
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  There is no Emotion, there is Peace.
  There is no Ignorance, there is Knowledge.
  There is no Passion, there is Serenity.
  There is no Chaos, there is Harmony.
  There is no Death, there is the Force.
  
  This is the Jedi Code. I have studied it, memorized it and I live by my understanding of it. I am deeply saddened by the fact that so many who claim to still be a part of the Jedi Order openly disregard its teachings.​
  
  
  
  
  
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  - A Single Lightsaber (Yellow Blade) FORMERLY
  - A dull brown Satchel for carrying his things
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