Brelon Kinrolf

Younger Days

Born on the planet of Coruscant in the year 12 ABY, the young Brelon Kinrolf was orphaned at the age of seven. He was passed around to a couple different distant family members but none really could keep up with the precocious youngster. So he ended up on the streets, following his endless curiosity. He was taken in by a group of other street rats and learned much of his early survival skills and the ability to pick pockets. Brelon was quite a skillful thief and quickly rose in prestige among the rag-tag group of urchins. However, as he grew older, he felt a deep restlessness begin to itch just below the surface of his mind.

To The Stars

Unwilling to accept that this life on Coruscant was all the galaxy could offer him, Brelon turned his eyes skyward. As a teenager he often spent much of his time in and around the spaceports where he would gaze at ships, listen to travelers and dream. Finally, at the age of sixteen, Brelon gathered his few belongings and made his move. The adventurous teen stowed away on a space freighter that would leave Coruscant far behind. As he felt the vibrations of the shi

Brelon Kinrolf
Biographical Information
Homeworld:	Coruscant
Physical Description
Species:	Human
Gender:	Male
Height:	1.84 m / 6'0"
Weight:	Weight: 77.0 kg / 170 lbs
Hair:	Red
Eyes:	Hazel
Personal Information
Allies:	Rasilvenaira StormRaven Tivran Velai Shadow Nighthunter
Chronology & Political Information
Era(s):	Exodus Era New Order Era
Affiliation:	Clan Scholae Palatinae House Caliburnus
Known masters:	Rasilvenaira StormRaven
Character Sheet:	https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/character_sheets/23344
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p and peeked out viewports, he finally truly felt free. The restlessness seemed to ease and he thought his life couldn’t get any better. But then the crew caught him when he came out to try to steal some food. They were a mostly human crew so took compassion on him and allowed him to stay as long as he promised to work to earn his keep. He joyfully agreed and thus began his first true step toward becoming himself.

Adulthood

Brelon traveled the galaxy, moving on from the freighter he had first joined when he turned nineteen. They bid him well on Corellia and he sought out another ship on which to make a better living. He kept moving and skipping to different ships every couple of years, thriving on the vastness and variety of opportunities the galaxy presented to him. He was an avid learner and a hard worker, which kept him in good stead on every ship. Brelon enjoyed learning about ships, their maintenance, and of course when he was given the chance, how to fly them. By the time he was twenty-three, he was well regarded in the circles he often found himself in. He finally boarded a luxury liner as a co-pilot bound for the Smuggler’s Moon of Nar Shaddaa.

Trouble On Nar Shaddaa

Right after the liner Brelon was co-piloting hit real space on the approach to Nar Shaddaa, trouble struck. The ship came under attack by pirates. Badly damaged, the ship crash landed on Nar Shaddaa. Brelon survived and did what he could to help other survivors escape the ship’s wreckage. Finding himself stranded and now down on his luck, the resilient young man fell back on what he had learned as a kid on Nar Shaddaa. Needing to get enough to get passage off the moon, he was willing to work hard and save. He wasn’t content to just skip off on any junk heap flying out. He had places he wanted to explore and the kinds of ships going there were going to be hard to get onboard without plenty of funding. While he still had some saved up from his years of working it, he wisely was not willing to squander it. He found a place to stay, had enough to eat, but then he started planning. He would steal what he could and add to his growing savings and hope the right ship and the right opportunity would show up for him. He trusted his luck, most of the time it hadn’t let him down, and it was his best instinct at the time.

Enter The StormRaven

One year passed by while Brelon stayed on Nar Shaddaa, but he felt that he was getting close to his goal. The restlessness was back prickling at his skin and mind, urging him to move on. His normally stellar luck was struck the second blow of his lifetime when he chose the wrong pocket to try to pick one day. A hand with a vice-like grip caught him before he could move away and he found himself staring into the dark, nearly black eyes of a woman considerably shorter than himself. However, those eyes held a sense of power and authority that told him that she was not one to be trifled with. She introduced herself in a cold but calm tone and held her other hand out to retrieve what he had taken. Rasilvenaira Stormraven, a Sith Warlord on a business trip, seemed almost amused and let go of him but bid him to stay and talk instead of running. Rasilvenaira told him that she sensed a great deal of potential and untapped power within him and offered him the dubious choice of joining her and to return with her to her home system, or to die for trying to steal from her. As she pulled back her cloak and stared up at him, the weapons on her belt and the dark aura of power surrounding her made it clear that Brelon only had one true option. He agreed to join her, wondering what the coming days would hold.

Joining the Brotherhood

Rasilvenaira returned to Clan Scholae Palatinae with him and he began to take his first steps on a longer journey. Brelon started learning about the Force, his place in it, and most importantly, how to use it. His natural curiosity and insatiable talent for learning, combined with his willingness to focus and work hard for his goals provided a solid foundation. He steadily progressed and even managed to impress some of his instructors. Many other eyes watched his progress with eager curiosity from beyond the academy walls.

Apprenticeship And Accomplishments

As Brelon continued to prove himself, Rasilvenaira’s interest in him grew and she offered him the rare opportunity of becoming one of her few apprentices. Under her harsh but thorough training he quickly excelled and advanced within the brotherhood. By the time he reached the age of thirty, he was deemed worthy to rise to knighthood. Proud of her student, Rasilvenaira gave him the final pieces he needed to create his own lightsaber which he would carry as the mark of power and his position.

Current Day

Brelon Kinrolf continues to serve to this day in Clan Scholae Palatinae alongside his master, Rasilvenaira Stormraven as a Mystic.