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⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ # ... Entering alias # ... Alias accepted # ... Enter secret # ... Secret enabled # ... Access granted to Jedi Archives ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ GENERAL INFORMATION Full Name: Jay Kyt Known Alias’/Nicknames:  “The Redeemed” Previous Occupation: Apprentice hunter in the Trandoshan hunting guilds Current Occupation: Jedi Padawan Known Languages: Dosh, Galactic Basic Hobbies: Meditation, sparring, studying ancient Jedi texts Alignment: Light Side of the Force Species/Race: Trandoshan ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION Mental State: Focused, with lingering feelings of guilt from his past Mental Disabilities: None Likes: Fellowship with other Jedi, moments of quiet meditation, aiding the oppressed Dislikes: Slavery, unnecessary violence, betrayal Personality: Fiercely loyal to those he trusts. Carries a dedication to the Jedi Code. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ PHYSICAL INFORMATION Physical State: Fit and battle-hardened Age: 23 Weight: 85kg Build: Muscular, broad-shouldered Disabilities: Scars on his left forearm from a hunting accident Appearance: Tall with dark green scales mottled with faint orange accents. Eyes are a piercing yellow, and wears Jedi robes modified for his frame, including reinforced arm guards. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ JEDI INFORMATION Rank: Padawan Master (current or previous): None Lightsaber details: Yellow kyber crystal, and basic hilt provided to him after passing his pathway trials. Combat style: Basic form 1 ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ BACKSTORY INTRO - BORN UNDER THE FOREST MOON Born on Trandosha under the shadow of the forest moon, Wasskah, my fate seemed clear: I was to be a hunter. My clan was renowned for its skill in the hunt, and my parents had high hopes for me. They trained me to stalk prey, to strike swiftly, and to revere the Scorekeeper above all else. My father often said, “A hunter without Jagannath points is no hunter at all.” But I was different.   EARLY SIGNS From the time I could walk, I sensed things - ripples in the air, whispers in the wind. When I was six, I saved my younger sibling from a venomous acklay by sensing its intent before it struck. My family praised my instincts, but my father looked at me with unease. Then came the visit of a Jedi Knight who had come to Trandosha to negotiate a treaty. He saw me demonstrating my strange abilities and told my parents that I was sensitive to the Force. He offered to take me to Coruscant to be trained as a Jedi. My mother was reluctant but proud. She thought I could bring honor to our family in ways she never imagined. My father, however, saw things differently. “A Jedi has no need for Jagannath points. No place for pride. You would throw away your heritage for the ideals of outsiders?” But I was given no choice. That night, while I slept, my mother handed me over to the Jedi Knight, claiming it was my destiny.   THE STRUGGLES OF A YOUNGLING The Jedi Temple on Coruscant was a world away from the dense jungles of Trandosha. I trained with younglings of all species. However, I was the only trandoshian at the time. I felt their judgement burn through me, but I swallowed my pride, remembering my mother’s parting words: “Strength is not just in the body, but in the heart.” Despite the Jedi teachings of peace and serenity, I found myself constantly at war - both with my instincts and with my memories of home. One night, I awoke from a vision, a vivid premonition of betrayal. My father, alongside other hunters, was speaking to a cloaked figure, offering information about the Jedi in exchange for Jagannath points. I dismissed it as a nightmare - until it came true.   BETRAYAL ON FELUCIA During a training mission to Felucia, our group of younglings and Jedi Masters was ambushed by Trandoshan hunters. Among them was my father. When our eyes met, his weapon trembled in his claws. “You’ve brought shame to our family, our clan,” he spat. “But I can redeem us. There is a high bounty on Jedi younglings these days.” The battle erupted into chaos. The masters fought valiantly to protect us, but we were outnumbered. Some of the younglings, my friends and companions, fell in the struggle. I hid, paralysed by fear, watching as their expressions of judgement turned to terror. The weight of that day still haunts me. Though I did not swing my blade, I feel responsible for the lives lost. They died because of my father, because I was with the group. My father fought fiercely, his skill honed from years of hunting, but he was no match for the Jedi Masters. When the battle was over, I couldn’t bear to look at the mound of lifeless bodies - afraid that among them, I might see my father.   THE AFTERMATH We returned to the Temple in silence. The weight of grief consuming me. The Jedi Masters sensed my agony and reminded me of the teachings: that loss, while painful, is a part of life, and it is through the Force that we find the strength to endure. I struggled to let go of the guilt. Grief does not fade overnight, and I still carry it, but the Force has become my guide - a light in the darkness. Now, as I continue my training, I hold tightly to my mother’s words: “Strength is not just in the body, but in the heart.” I draw strength not from my past, but from my journey forward, learning each day to be more than my instincts, more than my heritage. I am a Trandoshan. I am a Jedi. And though my path began in shadows, I choose to walk in the light.

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ # ... Entering alias # ... Alias accepted # ... Enter secret # ... Secret enabled # ... Access granted to Jedi Archives ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ GENERAL INFORMATION Full Name: Bapidus Sharn Known Alias’/Nicknames: Bapo Previous Occupation: Jedi youngling Current Occupation: Jedi padawan Known Languages: Galactic basic , Jawaese Hobbies: Meditating, physical training, browsing local markets  Alignment: Galactic republic and Jedi order Species/Race: Human  ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION Mental State: Calm and mature Mental Disabilities: None Likes: Combat, Serving the Jedi order, gaining knowledge  Dislikes: Bugs, CIS, Impatience,  Personality: Combat, discipline, dueling, nature ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ PHYSICAL INFORMATION Physical State: Slim build but physically healthy Age: 21 Weight: 80kg Build: Slim built but athletic Disabilities: None Appearance: Tanned skin, short black hair, full black beard, 6Ft, slim build ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ JEDI INFORMATION Rank: Padawan Master (current or previous): Knight Mercy Lightsaber details: A dark grey hilt with a Blue kyber crystal   Combat style: Niman and Makashi ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ BACKSTORY Early Life: Bapidus Sharn was born on the serene and beautiful planet of Alderaan, a world renowned for its rich culture and unwavering commitment to diplomacy. Growing up in Aldera, the capital city, Bapo was raised in a family that placed a high value on education, the arts, and fostering social harmony. His parents, both historians, encouraged him to think critically and always seek a deeper understanding of the world around him. Yet, even from a young age, Bapo showed a remarkable connection to the Force. At just five years old, his abilities caught the attention of a visiting Jedi Knight. Shortly after, Bapo was taken to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant to begin his training. Although still very young, his natural curiosity and deep sense of empathy made him an ideal candidate for the Jedi path. He adapted quickly, though not without his struggles—he often found it hard to manage his emotions and sometimes wrestled with balancing his strong desire to help others with the Jedi Code’s teachings of emotional restraint and detachment.   Training and Challenges: As a young initiate, Bapo was particulary drawn to diplomacy and healing. His empathetic nature made him well-suited to mediation, and he developed a talent for de-escalating tense situations. However, he often faced doubts, questioning whether his natural inclination for compasion was compatible with the Jedi path. In moments of deep introspection, he wondered if he could ever fully embrace the detachment expected of Jedi, especially with the memories of his peaceful Alderaanian upbringing. At the age of 13, Bapo was selected to become the Padawan of Jedi Knight Mercitus Dobback, a seasoned consular within the order. Although his Master may have been a jawa of short stature what he lacked in height he made up for in prowess within the fields of knowledge and meditation. Under Knight Mercy, Bapo's skills grew rapidly, but he continued to struggle with balancing the Force’s light and dark sides. His master encourged him to trust his instincts but also to remain disciplined. Bapo's biggest challenge came when he was sent on his first mission to a volatile world where tensions between the local factions were high. During this mission, Bapo was forced to confront a situation where his compasion could have endangered his safety and the mission itself, teaching him the importance of balance.

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ # ... Entering alias # ... Alias accepted # ... Enter secret # ... Secret enabled # ... Access granted to Jedi Archives ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ GENERAL INFORMATION Full Name: Mon'Keigh (Formerly Mott Kaarn) Known Alias’/Nicknames: Mon, Monkey Previous Occupation: Jedi Youngling Current Occupation: Jedi Padawan Known Languages: Galactic Basic, Pak-Pak, Bocce Hobbies: Sabacc, Playing his F'nonc  Alignment: Jedi Order/Sentinel Species/Race: Human ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION Mental State: Healthy Mental Disabilities: N/A Likes: Exotic Textiles, Forgotten Cartography, Getting a Bargain Dislikes: Neimoidian's, Pyke’s, Cheats Personality: Reserved, Polite, Thrifty ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ PHYSICAL INFORMATION Physical State: Healthy, Nimble Age: 21 Weight: 64kg Build: Lean Disabilities: Chemically Induced Baldness Appearance: Bald Headed with a thick Moustache, slight scarring across scalp and ears. ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ JEDI INFORMATION Rank: Padawan Master (current or previous): Freddy Lightsaber details: Custom Built Lommite Saberstaff with Yellow Kyber Crystal Combat style: Form IV and VI ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ BACKSTORY ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ Early Life Born on Cato Neimoidia to a family of Human traders that formed part of a Commercial Syndicate of displaced travellers and traders in the Outer Rim, referred to normally as the Rim-Freight Union (RFU). His parents originally hailed from Ord Mantell, his Father, Klethan, and mother, Nymidio, relocated for work when a contract to support a Neimoidian industry route was offered to them. Both being professional space farers, Klethan was a talented Cartographer, while Nymidio a polyglot Translator and Negotiator, afforded them comfortable standings in Neimoidian society. In the short span that Mon'Keigh spent on Cato Neimoidia, he had few memories of the sprawling bridges and gaudy robed Neimoidians trouncing around, he was often left with a nanny to care for him while his parents were away for work. He was given the Neimoidian name Mott Kaarn originally, as his parents had hoped to use it as a way to integrate him better into the society they had adopted, but in their own dialect, his mother chose the name Mon'Keigh. At a young age for Mon'keigh, a mishap occurred during one of his parents routine jobs, a negotiation being led by Nymidio between their Neimoidian employers and Pyke business partners went awry, and an influential member of the Trade Federation was killed. The blame was placed upon Nymidio, she was locked up, to await her performance review and eventual sentencing, which would most certainly have been her death. Instead of accepting their fate, Klethan took it upon himself to use the little known routes inside their employers vessel that he had mapped out, to break his wife out of confinement, and steal away in a hauler bound out of system. Knowing full well their son was in danger, they contacted their nanny to get off-world before word reached the planet and to meet them once they could secure safe passage.   What followed were a turbulent few years to avoid detection from Trade Federation patrols, agents associated to the Neimoidians, as well as staying safe in the altogether turbulent Outer Rim. During this time, Mon's parents joined the RFU, to scrape together a living with their talents, which is where Mon learned Bocce, inadvertently spending time around the wide variety of traders and hustlers that would come and go. It was also here that he took to learning from his father the art of Interstellar Cartography, finding a joy in the level of detail and intricacy needed to craft insightful maps. During this time though, his parents began to notice a certain keen sense had developed with Mon, though what was initially considered as him being on the run giving him heightened awareness, now they could see him pre-emptively moving to avoid people around corners or in crowds, or avoiding falling stock in the cluttered warehouses of the RFU. Neither Klethan or Nymidio had much encounters with the Jedi or Force Sensitivity, but they knew it had to be something. They were recommended a smuggler who apparently had experience in dealing with Force Sensitive types, in hopes to get an idea of if Mon truly was gifted. Taking Mon to the Smuggler, Hep Javir, he immediately recognised the signs of Force Sensitivity, and began to tell of what Mon could achieve with the right training. To his parents, this was Mon's chance to be free of the danger and dread their life had been filled with since the escape from the Neimoidians. And so they agreed to leave him with Hep, being told he would be taken to be trained by the best. Little did either of them know, there was no expectation to train Mon, nor to even let him survive. Force Sensitive beings are highly valued for their uses in testing, and Hep had a buyer already lined up for fresh stock. Mon was handed off to a Pyke Syndicate member who had come across ancient Rakatan technology, used to harvest Force Sensitive beings during an ancient time to fuel their Infinite Empire. Mon and a number of other Force Sensitive prisoners were placed in the vessels connected to the Siphoner, the headpiece used a chemical solvent which burnt the skin upon Mon's head and ears after being attached, and was switched on. Death approached for young Mon'Keigh and all those shackled to this ancient device of evil. Adoption into the Order Having been tasked with uncovering and foiling the resurfacing of what is believed to be an Ancient Sith device, a group of Sentinels on deep cover follow the procedural kidnapping of Force Sensitive individuals, which leads them to the unfolding horror of the Pyke and the Rakatan Siphoner. The team sprang to action and launched their attack on the Syndicate guards and leader, dispatching them with quiet efficiency, and then attempted to halt the machine and save those who were attached to it. Some of the unlucky prisoners had already passed away, but Mon and a small number of others had managed to survive through luck, or sheer fate itself.  Now freed, the taskforce took upon the role of repatriating the survivors, but Mon'Keigh caught the attention of one of the Knights, who began to question him on his force sensitivity and learn of how he came to be here. Upon learning of just far he had come, and how he had thought he was going to become a Jedi at the outset of the ordeal, he asked Mon if he truly still wanted to be a Jedi, which despite the nightmare that had come to take place, he was elated at the prospect of still having a chance to become a Jedi. Mon was brought with the taskforce back to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant where his abilities were further gauged and tested. His training began late one night, as he stood alone in the hallways of the temple unable to sleep, running into Master Stephen, who instructed him on the basics of saber combat. Joining them shortly after, Master Cin-Drallig instructed Mon on the basics of leaping with the force. And to round him out, Knight Freddy introduced himself and guided Mon through Meditation methods to properly connect to the force as well as the deep history and lore associated to the Order. The time had come, Mon’Keigh was ready to choose his direction, and discern his pathway through the formation. With his fellow youngling Tjarri Stormglade, they braved the trials, Mon’Keigh had spent long and hard thinking about what called to him the most within the order. And without hesitation he knew the Sentinel Pathway was for him, not just thanks to their decisive action that saved him, but their ethos spoke to Mon, a practical young boy, he saw their life represent what he wanted the jedi to be, for the people. First Steps as a Padawan Now a freshly minted Padawan Sentinel, Mon’Keigh was ready to accelerate his training and dive fully into life as a Jedi. He was approached early on by Freddy, who offered to take him on as his Padawan, hoping to guide him in the Sentinel ways. Something of a Maverick, Freddy’s approach to training Mon had a heavy focus on technical execution, drilling him on his form in duelling, and leaping, in hopes of improving his survivability in the growing danger of the war. Their many lessons and exercises together fostered a deep respect for Freddy in Mon, appreciating his dedication to not just him, but those around him, willing to help fellow Padawans run classes when they had no one to teach them. Freddy’s consistent mentorship took Mon’s average leaping ability, and had him almost ace their leaping exams, and improved his subpar duelling, into being able to hold his own against a Jedi Master. Mon was able to really shine though when mediating with the force, showing an adept for centering himself and being one with the force and allowing his mind to take over, as well as his aptitude for tinkering and building which would have been a key pastime during his time in the hyperlane with his parents.    The Pathway to Knighthood On the cusp of finishing his Padawan training with Freddy, Mon'Keigh waits on tenterhooks to succeed where he had thought he would originally fail. Sometimes his mind will think back to that fateful time when the Taskforce saved him, and how he came so close to death, and now only wishes to do them proud by following in their brave footsteps and giving back to those around him who need it most.

APPEAL DENIED Your appeal shows that you don’t want to put any sort of effort into being unbanned at all, and to top it off you also made an inappropriate comment in one of the GG Discords, Denied.

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ # ... Entering alias # ... Alias accepted # ... Enter secret # ... Secret enabled # ... Access granted to Jedi Archives ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ GENERAL INFORMATION Full Name: Amsor  Known Alias’/Nicknames:  Previous Occupation: Mandalorian Citizen Current Occupation: Member of the Jedi Order Known Languages: Galactic Basic, Mando’a Hobbies: Practicing Stealth and Infiltrating techniques, learning the ways of the old    Alignment: Unknown Mandalorian Clan (former), Jedi Order- Sentinel  Species/Race: Mandalorian (Human) ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ PSYCHOLOGICAL INFORMATION Mental State: Semi Stable  Mental Disabilities: Flashbacks of childhood due to childhood trauma. Likes: Hunting, sneaking, learning about ways to combat sith Dislikes: Droids of all kinds, Failing his duties Personality: Curious , Aggressive, semi-Anti social, Harsh ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ PHYSICAL INFORMATION Physical State: Good, few minor scars on face and torso Age: 31 Weight: 94 KG Build: Slim, but yet strong like a tree Disabilities: None Appearance: Black hair that goes just below his shoulder, scruffy bread, Blue eyes, Left eye having a scar just under it  ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ JEDI INFORMATION Rank: Padawan  Master (current or previous): Knight Narla Surian Lightsaber details: Yellow Crystal, Basic hilt  Combat style: Fast and Aggressive ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ BACKSTORY Amasor was born on Mandalore about 19 years before the outbreak of the clone wars. Growing up he was raised by an unknown clan that kept to the old ways of the Mandolorian, alot of his time as a young child from the time he could walk and talk was learning basic skills like hand to hand combat or basic slicing into consoles and such. When he was about 10 years old he got into a fight that resulted in the scar under his left eye. This whole time he was unaware of his force powers, so he thought he was natural faster then most others growing up, until one day he moved a box that was falling on someone with the force. He was caught by his farther who told him he had to try his best to hide it from his clan as they used to hunt down force uses for sport. A few years past it was a cloudy night, the night was quite before the was broken up with the sound of explosions and blaster fire as his clan was attacked by another clan, rushing to his feet he tried to look for his blaster before he could reach it he was sent flying and knocked out cold. He awoke a few hours battered, cut and bruised looking around, the smell of fire and ash filled his nose as he panicked looking around at all the death and destruction that had been laid to his clan. It was so much his mind went into a state of shock as he mindlessly walked away before, stumbling on a Jedi recruiter who had been sent to the planet after hearing the rumours of a force sensitive child being in the area. Amasor at this point could not remember anything that had just happen with his clan his mind had mentally blocked the traumatic experience  he had gone through. A few weeks had past since he was found by the order of the age of about 13, he felt lost at first having of suppressed his force for all these years now being openly allowed to use it, felt odd to him, the masters of the order also felt it odd that they had not found him earlier as it was rare for someone of his age to be classed as a youngling or hardly knew they used the force. He spent as much time as he could learning to use the force, struggling at first to grasp at how to use it with a focused mind, due to his emotions being more violate then most others, He had broken quite a lot in his "Youngling time" . It seemed to gather some form of force cloak quickly tho as he was often found walking the temple grounds cloaked as if training his stealth, which was heavily taken note of by his trainers. For about a year he trained and studied the way of the Jedi, It was a rough path for him due to his mind plagued with flashbacks of his time before the temple seeing flashes of his childhood and that faithful day where he lost everyone. During his gathering his emotions become unchecked allowing a darker spirt to enter, trying to lure him towards the darkness, with promises of power and riches, but the one thing it promised the most was brining back what he lost, he sat their and thought about joining to learn what it was he lost  but he could tell this one was not one to trust it promises was nothing more then a false lie to tempt the weak. It was a long gathering as he tried his best to remember things but their was one path his mind followed more then the others using the mastery he had over force cloak to help him. He emerged from his gather seemed to be a changed man he was colder and spoke less. He clearly had as some would say battled his demons and come out changed. After his gathering he went and got his crystal, it was a pure bright yellow crystal that he had collected  and took back to the ship he came on to construct his saber hilt which was black and slim in nature clearly showing his affinity for hiding in the shadow's and hunting clearly due to his past as being part of a Mando clan. His first mission as a Jedi Padawan is what will help him on the path that is yet to be fully seen  by him or anyone else his path is unknown.