Scorn

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Scorn
Biographical Information
Homeworld:	Dorin
Date of Birth:	unknown
Physical Description
Species:	Kel Dor
Gender:	Male
Height:	1.82 meters
Weight:	83 kilograms
Eyes:	black with silver irises
Personal Information
Chronology & Political Information
Dossier:	12817
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Character History

Infansy to Youth

Originaly named Kolm Hik, orphaned to the Barab Do Sages after birth, his true parents where never found. With his new home he wasn't taught about good and evil, he was taught about right and wrong. Having never experienced family life he fell right into place quickly exceeding expectations that were stacked upon him from his masters. Through all his training he never felt that he belonged. Questions led to answers, which would trigger new enigmas. He spent many hours in the archives looking for something that kept eluding his grasp. He would speak to his masters trying to wrech free the knowledge he needed. When he exhausted one master he quickly went to another. His eagerness gnawed at his very core consuming his interest of all else. Life seemed to lose its taste, he felt numb to the world around him, he decided to go for a walk.

Youth to Teen

He walked for hours when it turned into days, which eventually turned into a couple of years. In his mind if the masters could not enlighten him to the missing pieces to the puzzle he had to find someone who did. It was upon this very walk that he found the river of satisfying liquid to fill the void. Entrenched in a small hut in a hazardous area he discovered a man. he was human who looked to be in his late fifties, named Tibious. As he moved closer to the man he could feel the air begin to crackle, once inside the invisible barrier of terror he reached a point where his body refused to respond. Hands felt like boulders, feet felt like durasteel, heart he thought skipped every other beat as it climbed into his throat. In a moment of self pity he realized he will die in the next couple of moments, no one will morn him, no one will look for him, and worst of all no one will notice. Kolm closes his eyes trying not to see the killing blow, just as the eye lids connect he hears a snap hiss of the humans weapon, not caring nor feeling, time begins to slow down. As it does he feels his body moving, for what purpose he can't emagine. Its as if the gods themselves are manipulating him. Unable to hold back his curiousity he opens his eyes to see blade made of crimson red moving to touch every spot he had just vacated. When the attacker noticed that he was getting nowhere, in one fluid motion he extinguished his blade swung his left arm around holding out his palm to emit a powerful gust of wind that flung Kolm backwards onto his back. The impact knocked him out. The human just stared in disbelief and went inside. A few moments later he returned, but not alone. With him stood a green creature, it had long pointy ears, and bearly made it past the human's knee. They walked casually toward the unconsience Kolm, when they were about 3 feet away they pause. "So one you spoke of is this it?" The master knew the force led this disgusting mass here for a reason. He had hoped that it was a new apprentice for the new master, but sadly he knew the real reason for the new arrival. It was a new apprentice for the old master, but he would not relinquish such information just yet. If he decided to train this one as well it might be enough to provoke Tibious to make his move.Pain was Kolm's reality as his conscience returned to him. Trying desperately to recall the last events, a quiet voice boomed in his ears."Answers found you not have they young one. Careful you should be of the unknown. Not find answer you want to see."Those are the last words he had heard before the barrier of fog that still clouded his mind took him back into the void.When he awoke again the little green creature started his training along side Tibious. As he did with the Barab Do Sages he applied himself to excel in all he could. He also found with some satisfaction that his questions were answered. Not with riddles or vagueness, but with straight foward answers. The one lesson that he found the most comfort in was " Peace is a Lie, there is only Passion. Through Passion, I gain Strength. Through Strength, I gain Power. through Power, I gain Victory. Through Victory, my chains are broken. The force shall free me.". With every moment he felt his ambition waiver he would repeat this lesson. Everytime he did it reinvigorated his soul to push foward. As some time went on he quickly reached the level of Tibious. One day during their hand to hand training Master was teaching them the efectiveness of throws. While they were supposed to be sparing Tibious took full advantage of Kolm by catching him off guard and throwing him over his shoulder cracking his femur bone. While Kolm was on the ground grabbing his leg, Tibious decided to end him right there. Moving closer to the injured Kolm he raised his foot high to crush Kolm's skull. At that instant Kolm used his hand in a slicing motion to snap Tibious' ankle. Once broken his full weight colapsed onto the bone. With both students lying on the floor Master smiled with satisfaction knowing even though Kolm was in emence pain he still had the survival instinct to take down his oponent.Only given two weeks to heal they were both ushered back into training. Neither fully healed but they continued.

Teen to Man

As time passed and they had graduated to training sabers. They wouldn't kill but were able to leave bruises and sometimes draw blood. They went through the motions and techniques. Weeks were exhausted in the many hours learning, sparing, learning again and sparing again. One such of these days Tibious came to Kolm smiling. He revealed to Kolm that he killed their master "You lie" are the only words he could muster. "If I am" the familuar sound of the snap hiss of his saber echoed around them "Why do i have masters light saber?" and in his other hand held the small hilt of master's weapon. 'snap hisss' Brandishing both weapons one training and the other lethal with just a touch. Kolm knew this was no jest. Quickly he ran through the lesson he loved so much. 'Peace is a Lie, there is only Passion.' The Master had so much knowledge to teach, now gone. His anger flaring to maximum. 'Through Passion, I gain Strength.' With his anger in control he felt the force vie for control along side it. 'Through Strength, I gain Power.' He could feel his muscles begin to swell, the air around him began to crackle with the force fighting to be released. 'Through Power, I gain Victory.' Breathing in the true power of the force he lunges foward catching Tibious off guard. Franticly parrying left, right, up, down Tibious could do nothing. Kolm was emerced into the force. And before he knew it his prey was on the floor gasping for air. "WAIT!" was what he heard as he paused. "I dont want to die" Tibious cried, when he saw that those words made Kolm pause even further he took his master's sword and tried to cut off Kolm's right arm. At the last possible second Kolm moved his arm but it was to late the saber had carved a "S" in his forarm. Kolm quickly disarmed the human, picked up his master's saber, ignited it and said "Then blame your mother when you see her." Then literally cut him down the center exposing guts and bone for a second before they were carterized. 'Through Victory, my chains are broken.' On that very day Kolm Hik had died and what had took his place was Scorn. He collected what little belongings he had from the hut he took one last look to the only place he almost called home. Then began his journey in search of another master to complete his training. 'The Force shall free me.' Months had passed and he learned of a place called the Dark Brotherhood. He knew the force had guided him here to complete his training. He knew here he was home.......