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| Terran Koul was a [[starwars:Kiffar|Kiffar]] [[starwars:Bounty Hunter|Bounty Hunter]] and [[starwars:Gray Jedi|Gray Jedi]]. Orphaned at a young age, he was raised amongst the [[starwars:Jensaarai|Jensaarai]]. He earned the rank of [[starwars:Jensaarai#Ranks|Defender]] but was excommunicated shortly thereafter. From there he travelled to his homeworld of [[starwars:Kiffar|Kiffar]]. Though he made the journey to learn about his heritage and seek out family, he soon found himself embroiled in the planet's seedy underbelly. While he eventually made a name for himself amongst the Bounty Hunters of the galaxy, he chose, surprisingly, to give up the hunt to join [[Arcona]]. | | Terran Koul was a [[starwars:Kiffar|Kiffar]] [[starwars:Bounty Hunter|Bounty Hunter]] and [[starwars:Gray Jedi|Gray Jedi]]. Orphaned at a young age, he was raised amongst the [[starwars:Jensaarai|Jensaarai]]. Though dilligent in his studies, he had a pattern of disregarding authority that landed him in successive altercations throughout his youth. He earned the rank of [[starwars:Jensaarai#Ranks|Defender]] but, due to his volatile nature, was expelled from the order shortly thereafter. |
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| [[File:HoodedMan.jpg|thumb|175px|left|"There was little about him that could not be summed up as ''nondescript''. Except for you."]] | | [[File:HoodedMan.jpg|thumb|175px|left|"There was little about him that could not be summed up as ''nondescript''. Except for you."]] |
| {{QuoteWithoutSpace|Though you'll never hear me say it: I love you.|Elaina, to her infant son, shortly before being abducted.}}Little was known of Terran's birth and parentage, even to himself. His exact age is unknown, but the records of the Saarai-kaar indicated that he was nearly five when a dark-eyed, hooded man appeared at the gates of the Jensaarai [[starwars:Leonia Tavira's palace|compound]], asking that they take the boy in. Cowl pulled low against the torrential rain so common in [[starwars:Yumfla|Yumfla's]] summers, even the holorecordings from the enclave's security cameras could do little to identify him. Terran's first four months amongst the ''Hidden Followers'' were spent nearly catatonic, and when he finally recovered from whatever had befallen him, he had no recollection of the ordeal. Even his name is the fabrication of a Saarai-kaar overly-fond of puns. | | {{QuoteWithoutSpace|Though you'll never hear me say it: I love you.|Elaina, to her infant son, shortly before being abducted.}}Little was known of Terran's birth and parentage, even to himself. His mother was abducted when he was a toddler, though even that was unknown at the time. While his father's where-abouts could not be ascertained, it is assumed that he cared for the child for a year or more before disappearing himself. Koul's exact age is unknown, but the records of the Saarai-kaar indicated that he was nearly five when a dark-eyed, hooded man appeared at the gates of the Jensaarai [[starwars:Leonia Tavira's palace|compound]], asking that they take the boy in. Cowl pulled low against the torrential rain so common in [[starwars:Yumfla|Yumfla's]] summers, even the holorecordings from the enclave's security cameras could do little to identify him. Terran's first four months amongst the ''Hidden Followers'' were spent nearly catatonic, and when he finally recovered from whatever had befallen him, he had no recollection of the ordeal. Even his name was the fabrication of a [[starwars:Saarai-kaar|Saarai-kaar]] overly-fond of puns. |
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- "Well, my time of not taking you seriously is certainly coming to a middle."
- ―Terran Koul
Terran Koul was a Kiffar Bounty Hunter and Gray Jedi. Orphaned at a young age, he was raised amongst the Jensaarai. Though dilligent in his studies, he had a pattern of disregarding authority that landed him in successive altercations throughout his youth. He earned the rank of Defender but, due to his volatile nature, was expelled from the order shortly thereafter.
After leaving the Jensaarai, he travelled to his homeworld of Kiffar. Though he made the journey to learn about his heritage and seek out family, he soon found himself embroiled in the planet's seedy underbelly. What started as a few favors for low-level information-brokers soon turned into common grifting. This led to petty theft, whch in turn led to asset-recovery for the more affluent members of the criminal underworld. From there, it was a short step to Bounty Hunting. While he eventually made a name for himself amongst the Bounty Hunters of the galaxy, he chose, surprisingly, to give up the hunt to join Arcona. Though his reasons for doing so were unclear, his talents quickly proved useful to the Clan's summit. Despite that utility, there are more than a few rumors as to his true intentions in joining the Brotherhood.
Biography
Parentage and Birth
15 ABY - 19 ABY
"There was little about him that could not be summed up as nondescript. Except for you."
- "Though you'll never hear me say it: I love you."
- ―Elaina, to her infant son, shortly before being abducted.
Little was known of Terran's birth and parentage, even to himself. His mother was abducted when he was a toddler, though even that was unknown at the time. While his father's where-abouts could not be ascertained, it is assumed that he cared for the child for a year or more before disappearing himself. Koul's exact age is unknown, but the records of the Saarai-kaar indicated that he was nearly five when a dark-eyed, hooded man appeared at the gates of the Jensaarai compound, asking that they take the boy in. Cowl pulled low against the torrential rain so common in Yumfla's summers, even the holorecordings from the enclave's security cameras could do little to identify him. Terran's first four months amongst the Hidden Followers were spent nearly catatonic, and when he finally recovered from whatever had befallen him, he had no recollection of the ordeal. Even his name was the fabrication of a Saarai-kaar overly-fond of puns.
Amongst the Jensaraai
19 ABY - 31 ABY
"No, it wasn't your imagination. Would you like me to show you how?"
- ""We hid from the Jedi and mourned and buried our dead. We had been sealed together, bound together by the deaths. We made a new memory from the tragedy.""
- ―The Saarai-kaar[src]
Koul's earliest memory was of a small, brick-encircled pond in the Jensaarai compound on Susevfi. As he sat beside the pool, a single leaf fell from the oak that had taken root at the pond's center. He reached for it, as if to catch it, but it was too far from him. For just a moment it hung, suspended but unsupported. Then it hit the water, sending ripples across the clear surface. Footsteps approached from behind him and he nearly sunk back into his mute reverie. Then the Saarai-kaar spoke and her words - and voice - defied his stupor. She offered to teach him. And to his own surprise, he agreed.
Over the next few years, Terran learned the basics of the Force from his new Jensaarai family. More than that, though, he learned the basics of being human. While he still had no memory of his parents, nor of what had ocurred prior to that day beside the pond, he began to heal. Through incessant badgering and sheer tenacity, his Jensaarai brethren drew him out of his shell. Now and then he even cracked a smile.
Though studious, Jensaarai apprentices were little different from other children their age.Like the Jedi they had once feared, the Jensaarai often took on apprentices at a young age. The apprentices were raised in a nurturing, if demanding, environment, and Terran quickly found himself welcome amongst them. In addition to the normal lessons in biology, physics, rhetoric and civics, the young apprentices spent several hours a day studying the Force. More often than not, these sessions were consumed by meditations on the connections between the life around them, or on the nature of the Force itself. For Terran, this was very nearly torture. Every so often, though, they would actually work on something useful. The lessons on tapping into the Force directly, on telekinesis and sensing the world around them, were what really mattered to the young Kiffar. Those he took to heart.
While the soft-spoken Saarai-kaar was as good as her word, and Terran did eventually learn to lift objects and keep them aloft, that was only the beginning of his tutelage. Despite their initial break from the Jedi Order, the Jensaarai kept a strict adherence to the Three Pillars. The standard instruction for apprentices began with the Force and the Pillar of Knowledge. As boring as Terran found the more academic aspects of his training, he had little choice but to continue it. An orphan, and a ward of the Jensaarai, there was nowhere else for him to go. At times, when he grew too discouraged for his fellow apprentices to cheer him up, he would find himself at the same pond where he initially resolved to undergo training. On one such occasion, nearly four years after he first sat beside those waters, he found himself meditating in the lone oak's shade. Eventually, after several hours of quiet contemplation, the Saarai-kaar approached the young Kiffar. She was loathe to disturb his meditation - knowing full-well how little he enjoyed it - but she could feel the strength of the conflict within him. Hoping to help ease the tension, and perhaps to offer him some small solace, she had brought him a piece of jewelry. The Saarai-kaar explained that the piece was originally given to her care by the same man who had entrusted them with Terran's future. She had intended to wait until he was older, cautious of what feelings and memories the keepsake might drag to the surface. However, sensing his turmoil, she had decided to risk it in the hope that it might help.
She held a small, turqoise Haali, wings poised as if soaring aloft, threaded on a platinum chain. A link on the chain was torn jaggedly open, as if it had been ripped free in a struggle. Still only half-aware of the world around him, the young boy held out his hands and the Saarai-kaar handed him the necklace. Terran nodded his thanks and studied the momento, curious as to why the Saarai-kaar expected it to help. He was thankful for it, and for the link to his past, but he couldn't fathom why she expected it to do anything but further inflame his conflicting emotions. Like all orphans, the boy had often fantasized about setting off on a grand adventure to seek out his lost parents. Though he knew it was just that - a fantasy - the necklace nonetheless strengthened the desire. And it would no doubt make it even harder to stomach the slow, patient path to Defender that lay before him.
Elaina's Haali PendantSitting beneth the lone oak, fingers curled around the pendant, Terran had his first psychometric vision. He saw his mother's abduction from her eyes. He saw himself, still a toddler, ripped from her arms. The boy that was himself grasped instictively, hand scrabbling for purchase as he was pulled from her and finding only the Haali stone's chain. Then it tore, falling to the floor and skittering into the shadows as a pair of burly, resolute men pulled her through the doorway and into darkness.
The vision left Terran in shock, and it was many hours before he made his way back into the compound proper to seek out the Saarai-kaar's counsel.
To Do
- Fights. Going too far in sparring matches. Quick to anger.
- Building his lightsaber (and it being no big deal to the Jensaarai)
- Learning Ballistakinesis
- Studying Wookies
- Gaining Defender and crafting his armor
- Expulsion from the Jensaarai
Home and Homelessness
31 ABY - 34 ABY
- Saarai-kaar: "The path you're headed down only ends in one place, Terran. And that place is not here. You are no longer welcome."
- Terran Koul: "Yeah, what else is new?"
- ―The Saarai-kaar to Terran Koul, on his exile from the Jensaarai.
Aiming to Misbehave
34 ABY - 38 ABY
- "“Difficult" and "impossible" are cousins often mistaken for one another, with very little in common."
- ―Terran Koul, when told that tracking down his family would be an impossible task.
Big Game Hunter
38 ABY - Present
- "There’s no freedom quite like the freedom of being constantly underestimated."
- ―Terran Koul to Isshwarr, on being asked how they could capture an Imperial Admiral.
Physical Description
Tousled hair sweeps back from a widow's peak, a shade darker than Terran's arched brows. His dark blue eyes and high cheekbones - sharp enough to cut rock - would cause him to stand out in most crowds, even with a goatee softening his chin. With his coloring and bone-structure, he could nearly be Hapan. Yet his pink lips look accustomed to frowning despite the glimmer in his eyes, and the scars that mar his pale cheeks prove his background put little value in physical beauty. His aquiline nose has clearly been broken on more than one occasion, suggesting the scars on his face are hardly accidental.
Terran Koul's left cheek is marred by a long, curving scar, matched on the right by a smaller, triangular mate. Even lacking the typical Kiffar tattoos, his scars serve to make him stand out in a crowd. He also has glyphs of blue, the same shade as his eyes, tattooed along his outer biceps.
Terran's clothing is rough-spun and utilitarian, with only the barest of concessions to fashion. A plain white shirt, tight through the chest, suggests a muscle-tone born of hard labor or years swimming, rather than a gym. A single holster is slung low on the waist of his tan pants and fastened across his right thigh, with a second at the small of his back. In addition to the pair of blasters, a spring-loaded sheath - the only piece of his Jensaarai armor he still wears - rides his right wrist, keeping his lightsaber in easy reach. Koul's reinforced black leather boots are cracked with age, but lovingly maintained with obvious care. Covering it all is a chestnut coat, loose in the sleeves and open, keeping his movements free and easy. Numerous pockets in the cloak's interior hold grenades, blades, candy, datapads, lock-pits, rocks, stuncuffs, and, on occasion, vegetables or yarn.
Personality and Traits
Smart-ass, Wise-cracking, egotistical bounty hunter with a heart of tarnished...well, something. Definitely not gold.
Powers and Abilities
Ballistakinesis
Terran has extensive training in Ballistakinesis, a telekinetic technique employed by the Jensaarai. As a result, Terran tends to use his telekinesis to attack with multiple smaller objects at lethal velocities rather than a few large objects at slower speeds. This scattergun-like technique is less accurate and more susceptible to collateral damage, but is also more difficult to evade - especially in enclosed areas.
Psychometry
Psychometry, also known as Postcognition, or telemetry is a Force-powered mental technique of picking up impressions and traces of information about the object touched and the events that have surrounded it.
This power allows the user to view events as if they were there, including the sights, sounds, and feelings, both emotional and physical, that the wielder of the object experienced. This power is easier to use on personal objects that are used frequently. Objects that were used once or by several people often make the use of this power difficult, though it is still possible. This skill is useful for tracking though it is not useful in open battle and can fail to render useful information at times.
Equipment
Armor
Armaments
Ship
Companions
Ktah
Isshwarr
Kettch
Behind the Scenes