Post by Kathick Storm Blade on Aug 7, 2011 19:44:58 GMT -5
Name:Dante Vash
Species:Human with Mandalorian culture
Age:30
Sex:Male
Height/Weight:6’3” 183lbs
Appearance:Dante is an average sized man that stands about six feet, Dante has brown hair, one black eye the other a goldish town of brown and tanned skin, having a scar that crosses his eye vertically, warring a blindfold for training purposes not many people have seen his different colored eyes.
Personality: Dante is very angry at the world, so he tries to humor it with sarcasm but most of the time doesn’t like to be bothered with people, he spends most of his time in his home, when meeting new people he is very stand offish and doesn’t like long drawn out conversations that lead nowhere.
Character Rank: Civilian <this will only be to start off in RP
Special Skills: Dante is a specialist at hand to hand combat, he is an excellent strategist and the fighting styles that Dante uses normally are more that of Boxing, Wrestling, and Kick boxing.
Physical Attributes
Strength:72
Speed:55
Intelligence:60
Telekinesis: 5
Telepathy:5
Body:5
Sense:70
Channel:20
Alignment:0
Bio: [Childhood from 6-15] in his last life Dante was a regular farmers boy living on the planet of Dantooine, spending most of his spare time with his little sister Sivanna. Taking her fishing and helping with her chores and on top of it all now he had to take care of her after the death of both their mother and father in the fight against the Empire, ten years later after his sister had learned who the Empire was and what they had done to their family, Sivanna chose to take up arms behind her brothers back. Leaving the reserve of their farm she decided to take it upon her self to fight against them. Learning his sister had left the farm, he became very worried, looking around the reserve he notesed that his mothers old blaster and Vibro blade were missing. Running toward to the town seeing a large amount of distruction he saw a black roabed man holding a red light saber. But that was all he had seen of the man before he had vanished. Running to his sisters body Dante fell to his knees and held his sister in his arms, looking in to her misty eyes Dante vowed vengeance against the Empire and all that work with them…
Leaving his home planet Dante went on a voyage looking for who had torn apart the last of his family, as he ventured hitch hiking on fraters and some Mandalorian war ships he continued to the galaxy in the pursuit of vengeance, while living amongst the Mandalorian people only being half accepted by them because of his father not taking the way of the Mandalorian after marrying a daughter of a Mandalorian commanding officer. Passing by Dagobah and Aaru Dante continued for the Core where he thought he might find Empire forces or even the Sith who killed his family.
Parents death
fighting against the Empire Edward and Mando’a Vash continued down the narrow path, looking to eachother thinking of their son and Daughter who they had left in the care of Edwards mother a powerful Jedi who had learned the ways of the force but who chose not to use such a power for ether side.
Keeping the peace of the planet of Bastion while wars raged on across the Galaxy Jade Vash notesed that she could feel a strong presence of the force strong within Dante but it was a mixed amount of emotions both terrible and great, there was much fear and despair for his mother and father it was like Dante could tell what was going on half way across the galaxy to his mother and father. Looking down to the young boy she asked “what do you see Dante?” looking up to the old woman with pail eyes he spoke in a calm but at the same time frustrated and worried tone. “I feel their hurt Granny Jade.” Confused at the notion Jade tilted her head “who?” closing his eyes Dante almost felt like he could see his mother and father fighting against the Sith who would later kill his only sister. Watching him dash forward leaving lines against the wall where each light saber dragged against it he sliced each of them in half.
Throught living as a farmer for a good portion of his life, Dante was being trained without knowing mostly it was his mandalorian mother who pushed him and made him strive to become stronger, while first his mother taught him hand to hand combat they normally went out in to the fields to train, the long grass restricted the movement of their legs making it harder for the both of them to throw kicks and sometimes the blades of grass even cut your legs, throwing punches the first few time Dante was beaten easily but as he grew up the length of his legs became greater, the power behind his punches becoming that much stronger.
Ignoring pain was another lesson teaching him this his mother made him lay across sharp and jagged rocks every night before he was to join his family for dinner.
On the day that his parents left Dante’s chores were doubled making him work twice as hard, to train twice as hard, it was all for his mother to show his strength to her to prove himself worthy of the family name, the last thing that his mother said to him before leaving for battle “sweet Dante there is one last lession you must learn without me, my only Son you must learn to fight without the aid of your eyes.
Not much can be remembered from when his sister had been killed, because Dante had gone in to a fit of rage trying to chase and kill the man who had done such a thing to his whole family. pulling himself up to look around he noticed almost instantly that his blindfold was gone, blinking adjusting his eyes to the lights that hung in mid air above and around him. It was hart to focus on one thing alone he had missed the world, but at the same time loved the solitude that the blindfold gave him. Remembering then where he had gotten it Dante scrambled looking on the floor around him finding the blindfold he brought it to his lips and kissed it, feeling a dampness against his lips he licked across his upper lip and tasted blood. Spitting it out he looked at the blindfold and started to examine, as one side of it was drenched in blood, sliding his hand across his eye he looked at it no expression on his face only acknowledgement.
17-25
As the years continued to drag on, he couldn’t even remember what his friend Jakes face looked like. As the two of them walked down the streets in the cloud city on the planet of Bespin, “it must look nice huh?” looking at Dante Jake smiled “its Glorious man” continuing down the streets the two of them stopped and turned to the door of a tall building, taking in a deep breath as he walked through the doora Dante grinned “smells like home”. It went on like this for some time it was like Dante was trying to escape what had happened but the choice to be blind was a constant reminder of all that he had lost.
It wasn’t long before Dante found himself having to find some sort of work, he couldn’t be that scared little Farmer boy any longer. Finding his way in to Factory work, working this field and staying blindfolded while doing so it felt almost like he was becoming faster and faster like not having to depend on his eyes helped him just find his way with the other senses and memory, it felt almost liberating, and on top of it all at least he could play the games his father had taught him without much trouble because of the lack of sight.
Every day it seemed as if it were getting easier for him from when he had started warring the blindfold two years ago. Now Dante lives a peaceful life keeping to his training every day while he lives in one of the high towers on Baspin.
Purchases:
This Bio is meant to be confusing there are some things about Dantes past that not even he can remember, And his memories are scrambled because that is the way he would be thinking about it himself. The reason he joins the sith will be more explained in RP, the reason he didn’t know he was being trained was because he thought they were just chores at first,
Species:Human with Mandalorian culture
Age:30
Sex:Male
Height/Weight:6’3” 183lbs
Appearance:Dante is an average sized man that stands about six feet, Dante has brown hair, one black eye the other a goldish town of brown and tanned skin, having a scar that crosses his eye vertically, warring a blindfold for training purposes not many people have seen his different colored eyes.
Personality: Dante is very angry at the world, so he tries to humor it with sarcasm but most of the time doesn’t like to be bothered with people, he spends most of his time in his home, when meeting new people he is very stand offish and doesn’t like long drawn out conversations that lead nowhere.
Character Rank: Civilian <this will only be to start off in RP
Special Skills: Dante is a specialist at hand to hand combat, he is an excellent strategist and the fighting styles that Dante uses normally are more that of Boxing, Wrestling, and Kick boxing.
Physical Attributes
Strength:72
Speed:55
Intelligence:60
Telekinesis: 5
Telepathy:5
Body:5
Sense:70
Channel:20
Alignment:0
Bio: [Childhood from 6-15] in his last life Dante was a regular farmers boy living on the planet of Dantooine, spending most of his spare time with his little sister Sivanna. Taking her fishing and helping with her chores and on top of it all now he had to take care of her after the death of both their mother and father in the fight against the Empire, ten years later after his sister had learned who the Empire was and what they had done to their family, Sivanna chose to take up arms behind her brothers back. Leaving the reserve of their farm she decided to take it upon her self to fight against them. Learning his sister had left the farm, he became very worried, looking around the reserve he notesed that his mothers old blaster and Vibro blade were missing. Running toward to the town seeing a large amount of distruction he saw a black roabed man holding a red light saber. But that was all he had seen of the man before he had vanished. Running to his sisters body Dante fell to his knees and held his sister in his arms, looking in to her misty eyes Dante vowed vengeance against the Empire and all that work with them…
Leaving his home planet Dante went on a voyage looking for who had torn apart the last of his family, as he ventured hitch hiking on fraters and some Mandalorian war ships he continued to the galaxy in the pursuit of vengeance, while living amongst the Mandalorian people only being half accepted by them because of his father not taking the way of the Mandalorian after marrying a daughter of a Mandalorian commanding officer. Passing by Dagobah and Aaru Dante continued for the Core where he thought he might find Empire forces or even the Sith who killed his family.
Parents death
fighting against the Empire Edward and Mando’a Vash continued down the narrow path, looking to eachother thinking of their son and Daughter who they had left in the care of Edwards mother a powerful Jedi who had learned the ways of the force but who chose not to use such a power for ether side.
Keeping the peace of the planet of Bastion while wars raged on across the Galaxy Jade Vash notesed that she could feel a strong presence of the force strong within Dante but it was a mixed amount of emotions both terrible and great, there was much fear and despair for his mother and father it was like Dante could tell what was going on half way across the galaxy to his mother and father. Looking down to the young boy she asked “what do you see Dante?” looking up to the old woman with pail eyes he spoke in a calm but at the same time frustrated and worried tone. “I feel their hurt Granny Jade.” Confused at the notion Jade tilted her head “who?” closing his eyes Dante almost felt like he could see his mother and father fighting against the Sith who would later kill his only sister. Watching him dash forward leaving lines against the wall where each light saber dragged against it he sliced each of them in half.
Throught living as a farmer for a good portion of his life, Dante was being trained without knowing mostly it was his mandalorian mother who pushed him and made him strive to become stronger, while first his mother taught him hand to hand combat they normally went out in to the fields to train, the long grass restricted the movement of their legs making it harder for the both of them to throw kicks and sometimes the blades of grass even cut your legs, throwing punches the first few time Dante was beaten easily but as he grew up the length of his legs became greater, the power behind his punches becoming that much stronger.
Ignoring pain was another lesson teaching him this his mother made him lay across sharp and jagged rocks every night before he was to join his family for dinner.
On the day that his parents left Dante’s chores were doubled making him work twice as hard, to train twice as hard, it was all for his mother to show his strength to her to prove himself worthy of the family name, the last thing that his mother said to him before leaving for battle “sweet Dante there is one last lession you must learn without me, my only Son you must learn to fight without the aid of your eyes.
Not much can be remembered from when his sister had been killed, because Dante had gone in to a fit of rage trying to chase and kill the man who had done such a thing to his whole family. pulling himself up to look around he noticed almost instantly that his blindfold was gone, blinking adjusting his eyes to the lights that hung in mid air above and around him. It was hart to focus on one thing alone he had missed the world, but at the same time loved the solitude that the blindfold gave him. Remembering then where he had gotten it Dante scrambled looking on the floor around him finding the blindfold he brought it to his lips and kissed it, feeling a dampness against his lips he licked across his upper lip and tasted blood. Spitting it out he looked at the blindfold and started to examine, as one side of it was drenched in blood, sliding his hand across his eye he looked at it no expression on his face only acknowledgement.
17-25
As the years continued to drag on, he couldn’t even remember what his friend Jakes face looked like. As the two of them walked down the streets in the cloud city on the planet of Bespin, “it must look nice huh?” looking at Dante Jake smiled “its Glorious man” continuing down the streets the two of them stopped and turned to the door of a tall building, taking in a deep breath as he walked through the doora Dante grinned “smells like home”. It went on like this for some time it was like Dante was trying to escape what had happened but the choice to be blind was a constant reminder of all that he had lost.
It wasn’t long before Dante found himself having to find some sort of work, he couldn’t be that scared little Farmer boy any longer. Finding his way in to Factory work, working this field and staying blindfolded while doing so it felt almost like he was becoming faster and faster like not having to depend on his eyes helped him just find his way with the other senses and memory, it felt almost liberating, and on top of it all at least he could play the games his father had taught him without much trouble because of the lack of sight.
Every day it seemed as if it were getting easier for him from when he had started warring the blindfold two years ago. Now Dante lives a peaceful life keeping to his training every day while he lives in one of the high towers on Baspin.
Purchases:
This Bio is meant to be confusing there are some things about Dantes past that not even he can remember, And his memories are scrambled because that is the way he would be thinking about it himself. The reason he joins the sith will be more explained in RP, the reason he didn’t know he was being trained was because he thought they were just chores at first,