Archean Erinos Tarentae

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Archean Erinos Tarentae is a young Sith Battlemaster of House Tridens in Clan Tarentum. He is currently the Quaestor Of House Tridens. A cunning warrior and a great friend, Archean is known for his commitment to his friends and to his Clan, but is feared by others who have made the mistake of crossing his path during times of war.

The Beginning

The Family:

The boat yard's worked hastily everyday, constructing heavy cruisers amongst other vessels to be sold all over the universe. The weather was marvelous, the landscape was vast and beautiful, This was Corellia, a perfect place to raise a family. In the days of old, Archean was known as Alexander Crayne, the son of a wealthy senator who was known all over for his good deeds, something most politicians were not known for or simply did not do. Alexander had short spikey dark brown hair, he wasn't that tall as a child, thanks to his mother but he did have his father's facial features, the stern look of leadership was imbedded in Alex's face, which would serve him well in years to come. Alexander's mother was very beautiful, Kylie's long brown hair with slight curls at the ends, big bright blue eyes that were like pools of crystal clear water. She was a young mother although she had a knack for caring for people. A compassionate and loving woman, being a mother suited her well. Alexander had a sibling, an older sister named Adriel. She was slender and beautiful, with soft, long black hair past her shoulders. Adriel stood at the same height as Archean. Her skin was quite fair and her eyes were blue. Adriel and Alexander had very much in common with each other, which helped their bond become closer. But, like all children, they bickered about the smallest things. Malcolm Crayne, the head of the family. He was a tall man, always wore a nice suit when he was out and about, always liked to look presentable at any occasion. He had short brown hair combed back, brown eyes and quite sharp facial features. He was a stern father but a loving one. He was one of the very few great politicians who really wanted to help mankind. It was this determination and courage that he was voted into the national parliament, he felt he could really make a difference in Corellia, perhaps even the universe. The Crayne's lived in a modest house near the river. The boat yards could be heard from their front lawn, some would find it noisy but Alexander found it peaceful, he could sit out on the steps of his porch and listen to it all day.

The Incident:

One night when the family was asleep, the moonlight path became shadowed with a figure of a human. An intruder broke into their house and began rummaging through their things. In all the years they've lived there, they have had nothing of the sort happen to them. On this occasion things turned horrible. The Assailant silently walked up the stairs into the Crayne's Master Bedroom, with the butt oh his vibrosword he repeatedly smashed the face of Malcolm. Kylie lifted her eye lids to see the attacker batter her husband, she let out a shrieking cry and tried to escape, to no avail. She was caught by the attacker and tied up, along with Malcolm. The kids heard the vile scream and met up with each other in their lounge room. Together, they ran off down the road.

Archean has not found out the exact details of his parents demise, as it pains him too much.

The Dark Jedi Brotherhood

Many years passed since The Incident occured, Archean stayed in Corellia but hid away for a while, rarely leaving his new house. Now, I man, Alexander found the courage to face the outside world once more. He packed his things and left Corellia by shuttle, his destination? Anywhere but there. Alexander changed his name to Archean so the assailant couldn't trace him. His trip led him to Tattooine. Archean was walking through Mos Eisley and stumbled upon a patrol of what looked like Jedi. Archean was not bothered by this, he glanced at them then kept on his way. The Jedi turned to him and stared as the Mercenary walked away from them. One evening, strolling through the rough part of Mos Eisly, the Corellian was stopped by a gang of thugs wanted to sell him deathsticks, Archean looked around and laughed in their faces. Archean's stature had grown into a fit, built man, he grew his hair long and could hold is own if he needed.

"Hmm, so it's like this is it�". Archean sniped, scanning the scene. "Yes, now, we KNOW you want these, so hurry up and take them off our hands." Barked one of the men.

Archean began to smirk and without warning spun around and kicked one thug square in the head, the thug collapsed like a ton of stone. Archean then ducked an incoming blow and connected one thug with a punch of his own. Two thugs came behind Archean and held him, Archean back flipped and got out of their grip, he then jumped and kicked them at the same time doing a jumping splits kick. There was one thug left, he was cowering away in a corner. Archean slowly approached him.

"Do you want to sell me deathsticks now?". He said with a sinister whisper. "n.nn.nn..nno Sir." The thug shivered. "Good, but that was still the wrong answer." Archean leaned over and grabbed the thug, he rammed his head through the wall next to him, the crack of the skull echo through the street, the blood started seeping from the busted head, Archean proceeded to do it again, blood splattering on the wall. The thug was bleeding profusely, Archean left him there and walked off. Little did the wanderer know that the Jedi he encountered earlier were watching him ever so closely. These mysterious shadows weren't Jedi, they were Dark Jedi from the Dark Jedi Brotherhood. Specifically house Tridens from Clan Tarentum on a Recon mission.

"You did well wanderer." Croaked one of the Jedi from the shadows. And the figure emerged from the shadows, hooded and cloaked with 3 other Jedi behind him. "This night just gets better and better." Sighed Archean "You handled yourself quite well there, wanderer, I feel that you have tremendous force capabilities." exlaimed the leader. "What do you mean? Training to Become a Jedi?" "Not a Jedi, a Dark Jedi, a more powerful Jedi." spoke the hooded figure, removing his hood. This perked Archean's interest.

"I am Ma`ar-Tyrius Tarentae and I would like you to come with us to Castle Tarentum, there all your training will take place and you will be on your way to becoming a powerful Dark Jedi. Archean followed the Dark Jedi. It was his destiny.

Archean was waving through some new additions to the house when he came across a familiar name in the transfer sheet. Shocked and curious he motioned for his jacket, which gracefully came to him off the wall that it was perched on. The Quaestor made his way to the hangar bay where the new arrivals are dropped off before their induction. He passed through the blast doors, his force urging him to look to his left. The shadow of a slender figure anxiously waiting next to the ship was printed in Archean's mind.

Familiar Stranger

"Adriel." Archean said, knowing it was her. She hastily turned around saw Archean, a smile coming from below the blindfold. "...Alexander?" She asked, bemused at the fact that he was alive. The Sith nodded and hugged her. "It has been a long time, sister."
"Yes, yes it has." She said, choking back tears.
"We have a lot to catch up on." The Battlemaster grabbed Adriel by the hand and they both walked, talking to one another, excitement in their voices.

Tarentum

The Corellian arrived in the hangar of Castle Tarentum. Looking around with anxiousness and excitement he saw many other people going about their business. They were chatting away, fixing their ships, doing every day things.

An Officer approached Archean.

"Quaestor Ga-Tir has requested your presence in his office."

Archean nodded and followed the Officer.

After Archean's induction, he hasn't looked back and has been lucky to be a part of Tarentum.

Induction into the Tarentae

The young Warrior was escorted to a room in Castle Tarentum by his friend and Aedile Welshman Corsair Erinos Tarentae. The Warlord shuffled his Quaestor into the dimly lit room and gestured to stay where he was standing. Welshman silently moved into the darkness, which cloaked the room. Archean's force sense rose, he could sense a very powerful force connection within the walls. Archean's boosted force sense revealed that Tarentum's elite were gathered around, waiting silently for the quroum to begin. The moment had come, they granted Archean the highest honour in the Clan, the honour to use their name, Tarentae. The Sith lowered himself to one knee and bowed his head as a show of respect, his body shivering in delight, to be recognised by his peers in such a way was the greatest reward he could ever receive.

The loyalty shown to Tarentum had now been set in stone and only death can break that bond.

DJB Facts

• A member of the Tarentae
• A member of the Erinos family

Positions held

• Quaestor of House Tridens twice
• Aedile of House Tridens twice
• Aedile of House Galeres Of Arcona
• Rollmaster Of House Tridens
• Led Battle Team Rei which then formed into Battle Team Gi
• Placed 1st twice, 2nd and 3rd in the Sunday Tournament