|
|
| Line 33: |
Line 33: |
|
| |
|
|
| |
|
| == Character History ==
| | = Character History = |
|
| |
|
| | ==Childhood== |
| | |
| | Kordath was born in 7 ABY, to a clan of wandering Ryn on board an ancient Class VI Bulk Freighter, as they traveled to a new, though temporary, home in the mid-rim. The Bleu clan never stayed anywhere long, with the prestigious nature of most species towards the 'job stealing Ryn', they never found welcome for very long. This lead to a very tight family environment for the young Ryn, though he did not understand why other children weren't allowed near him for any length of time. |
| | |
| | As Kordath grew in this traveling family manner, he learned the start of many professions, including farming and landscaping, mining, driving, cooking, and even some light tailoring. Most of these things we're done under the table, as no one wanted Ryn on the payroll, and all the jobs were short. While this life was not considered ideal by most, it was the only one that Kordath knew for most of his youth, until he was about thirteen, when life was changed severely. |
| | |
| | ==Growing Up== |
| | |
| | ===Mistakes and Nar Shadda=== |
| | |
| | While on Hosk Station, in the Kalabra station, in about 20 ABY Kordath's life was shaken down to the core. One of the young Ryn's sisters was missing after two days on the station, and the clan was getting concerned. Kordath, while wandering the station's corridors with little to do but worry over his sister, came across a portion of the station that was supposedly closed for maintenance. Uncertain as to how he'd even gotten to the area, or why no one had stopped him, Kordath was certain he should go further in. What he found changed his life. |
| | |
| | Men, three humans, were inside what was once a maintenance room for the stations oxygen recyclers. Lining the walls were cages of various sizes, with a variety of alien species trapped inside, humanoids for the most part. Including his sister. Kordath never knew where the knives came from, or how he killed the three men, but when he woke in the station security cell, blood still on his hands, he knew with definite clarity that he would no longer be traveling with his clan. The clan elders never asked him why, and he never spoke the reason, but everyone knew why Kordath would be going out on his own. But his sister was safe. |
| | |
| | After being released by security, they had been tracking the group of apparent slavers and while annoyed by what the Ryn had done, the holo footage showed he had been attacked before killing the three men, Kordath booked the first ship he could find. The following weeks were something of a blur to the Ryn, trying to find work, avoid getting mugged, sometimes successfully on both counts, many times not. Eventually Kordath ran out of what little credits he had, and started stowing away to reach new ports to find some kind of work. And then a freighter took him to Nar Shadda, armpit of the galaxy. Here he learned new trades, ones his clan had never seen fit to teach him. |
| | |
| | As a Ryn he'd always been aware of peoples suspicions of his entire species, this had led to Kordath becoming somewhat apt at sneaking about when he didn't want to draw attention to himself. Sometimes it was better to just not be seen when going through certain neighborhoods or ports, it was safer, he'd been taught. Hunger and natural stealth led to his first attempts at thievery, and as the Ryn convinced himself that if he could take it, it didn't really belong to the person who had it before, he became quite adept at it. |
| | |
| | Such things never end well of course, and before long Kordath would get noticed by local gangs and what passed for the law on Nar Shadda, but some how he always slipped away before they could truly catch him. An occasional blaster burn from a very near miss, or a miss-step on some thugs part would send him sprawling to the ground when he was just about able to grab the fleeing Ryn's tail, but never did they catch him. As time went on he moved up to pick pocketing, wearing hooded jackets while in the crowds of the marketplaces so as to not be picked out as a Ryn right away. This lead to a better lifestyle for Kordath, and eventually the ability to pay the protection money to have an actual living space instead of curling up in an alley somewhere and hoping to wake up alive. |
| | |
| | ===Surprising Encounter=== |
| | |
| | Nar Shadda living treated the Ryn surprisingly well, much better then anyone could have expected. Almost fifteen years had passed since his separation from his clan, and Kordath had survived and, some would say, flourished. Gaining a reputation for being able to get into places he shouldn't, and always getting out again, had gotten him somewhat steady work with local crime lords. Everyone needed spies, and Kordath proved time and again that he was capable of infiltrating rival gangs strongholds and stealing information or 'product'. The fact that sometimes the same criminals he stole from in service of another would turn around and hire him to retaliate just made things more lucrative. |
| | |
| | On a day like any other, being invited to the offices of a criminal lord of quite impressive standing, as Nar Shadda standings went, he thought it would be just another job. As soon as he entered the building Kordath felt things we're different this time, something was off. He'd had the feeling once before, and other feelings like it in many of the times he was nearly caught or shot, something he tried to avoid. The one time this feeling had pervaded the Ryn's very being was the day he killed three men on Hosk Station, fifteen years prior. Curious and more then a little apprehensive, Kordath decided to keep his appointment with the crime boss despite the feeling of being guided by an unknown hand. |
| | |
| | When Kordath walked through the door to the office, he knew life had just changed again. Expecting the fat, smelly man that would provide him his next paycheck, he was surprised by the tall, hairy Mirialan dressed in swoop leathers waiting in the room as well. At first sight, Kordath knew this man was different from anyone he'd ever dealt with, and he knew without a doubt that he was dangerous. While Kordath has never told anyone what was spoken of while in that room, his life on Nar Shadda ended, and a new one began. |
| | |
| | ==Adulthood== |
| | |
| | ===Kessel and Swoops=== |
| | |
| | [[Etah d'Tana]] took Kordath away from Nar Shadda, making vague references to the Ryn having an ability that few in the galaxy had. Before he would tell him more, Etah was going to make certain the Ryn was trustworthy, thus they went to Kessel. There Kordath was introduced to the Thrice Damned Swoop club, a group of brutes with leathers and swoop bikes. His time here was spent oddly, learning to ride was of course required, but mostly he set about the Ryn-like business of running games of chance among the swoopers. |
| | |
| | With no one to steal from anymore, Kordath left that part of himself behind, using his skills of stealth to assist in keeping watch when the gang went on runs, scouting locations and the like. After nearly a year he was introduced to the knowledge that the Damned we're part of a larger organization that made his own criminal activities on Nar Shadda look like the games of a toddler. |
| | |
| | After two years on Kessel, with no signs of betrayal or information leaking, as Kordath really had no one else in his life as it was, Etah finally explained what he'd meant when he first took the Ryn in. Thus started Kordath's dark path to the Brotherhood. |
|
| |
|
| == DJB Facts == | | == DJB Facts == |
|
Under Construction This page seems to be Under Construction. Watch out for large groups of Rebel fighters.
After construction is complete, please place a note on the article's talk page and remove this message.
|
Character History
Childhood
Kordath was born in 7 ABY, to a clan of wandering Ryn on board an ancient Class VI Bulk Freighter, as they traveled to a new, though temporary, home in the mid-rim. The Bleu clan never stayed anywhere long, with the prestigious nature of most species towards the 'job stealing Ryn', they never found welcome for very long. This lead to a very tight family environment for the young Ryn, though he did not understand why other children weren't allowed near him for any length of time.
As Kordath grew in this traveling family manner, he learned the start of many professions, including farming and landscaping, mining, driving, cooking, and even some light tailoring. Most of these things we're done under the table, as no one wanted Ryn on the payroll, and all the jobs were short. While this life was not considered ideal by most, it was the only one that Kordath knew for most of his youth, until he was about thirteen, when life was changed severely.
Growing Up
Mistakes and Nar Shadda
While on Hosk Station, in the Kalabra station, in about 20 ABY Kordath's life was shaken down to the core. One of the young Ryn's sisters was missing after two days on the station, and the clan was getting concerned. Kordath, while wandering the station's corridors with little to do but worry over his sister, came across a portion of the station that was supposedly closed for maintenance. Uncertain as to how he'd even gotten to the area, or why no one had stopped him, Kordath was certain he should go further in. What he found changed his life.
Men, three humans, were inside what was once a maintenance room for the stations oxygen recyclers. Lining the walls were cages of various sizes, with a variety of alien species trapped inside, humanoids for the most part. Including his sister. Kordath never knew where the knives came from, or how he killed the three men, but when he woke in the station security cell, blood still on his hands, he knew with definite clarity that he would no longer be traveling with his clan. The clan elders never asked him why, and he never spoke the reason, but everyone knew why Kordath would be going out on his own. But his sister was safe.
After being released by security, they had been tracking the group of apparent slavers and while annoyed by what the Ryn had done, the holo footage showed he had been attacked before killing the three men, Kordath booked the first ship he could find. The following weeks were something of a blur to the Ryn, trying to find work, avoid getting mugged, sometimes successfully on both counts, many times not. Eventually Kordath ran out of what little credits he had, and started stowing away to reach new ports to find some kind of work. And then a freighter took him to Nar Shadda, armpit of the galaxy. Here he learned new trades, ones his clan had never seen fit to teach him.
As a Ryn he'd always been aware of peoples suspicions of his entire species, this had led to Kordath becoming somewhat apt at sneaking about when he didn't want to draw attention to himself. Sometimes it was better to just not be seen when going through certain neighborhoods or ports, it was safer, he'd been taught. Hunger and natural stealth led to his first attempts at thievery, and as the Ryn convinced himself that if he could take it, it didn't really belong to the person who had it before, he became quite adept at it.
Such things never end well of course, and before long Kordath would get noticed by local gangs and what passed for the law on Nar Shadda, but some how he always slipped away before they could truly catch him. An occasional blaster burn from a very near miss, or a miss-step on some thugs part would send him sprawling to the ground when he was just about able to grab the fleeing Ryn's tail, but never did they catch him. As time went on he moved up to pick pocketing, wearing hooded jackets while in the crowds of the marketplaces so as to not be picked out as a Ryn right away. This lead to a better lifestyle for Kordath, and eventually the ability to pay the protection money to have an actual living space instead of curling up in an alley somewhere and hoping to wake up alive.
Surprising Encounter
Nar Shadda living treated the Ryn surprisingly well, much better then anyone could have expected. Almost fifteen years had passed since his separation from his clan, and Kordath had survived and, some would say, flourished. Gaining a reputation for being able to get into places he shouldn't, and always getting out again, had gotten him somewhat steady work with local crime lords. Everyone needed spies, and Kordath proved time and again that he was capable of infiltrating rival gangs strongholds and stealing information or 'product'. The fact that sometimes the same criminals he stole from in service of another would turn around and hire him to retaliate just made things more lucrative.
On a day like any other, being invited to the offices of a criminal lord of quite impressive standing, as Nar Shadda standings went, he thought it would be just another job. As soon as he entered the building Kordath felt things we're different this time, something was off. He'd had the feeling once before, and other feelings like it in many of the times he was nearly caught or shot, something he tried to avoid. The one time this feeling had pervaded the Ryn's very being was the day he killed three men on Hosk Station, fifteen years prior. Curious and more then a little apprehensive, Kordath decided to keep his appointment with the crime boss despite the feeling of being guided by an unknown hand.
When Kordath walked through the door to the office, he knew life had just changed again. Expecting the fat, smelly man that would provide him his next paycheck, he was surprised by the tall, hairy Mirialan dressed in swoop leathers waiting in the room as well. At first sight, Kordath knew this man was different from anyone he'd ever dealt with, and he knew without a doubt that he was dangerous. While Kordath has never told anyone what was spoken of while in that room, his life on Nar Shadda ended, and a new one began.
Adulthood
Kessel and Swoops
Etah d'Tana took Kordath away from Nar Shadda, making vague references to the Ryn having an ability that few in the galaxy had. Before he would tell him more, Etah was going to make certain the Ryn was trustworthy, thus they went to Kessel. There Kordath was introduced to the Thrice Damned Swoop club, a group of brutes with leathers and swoop bikes. His time here was spent oddly, learning to ride was of course required, but mostly he set about the Ryn-like business of running games of chance among the swoopers.
With no one to steal from anymore, Kordath left that part of himself behind, using his skills of stealth to assist in keeping watch when the gang went on runs, scouting locations and the like. After nearly a year he was introduced to the knowledge that the Damned we're part of a larger organization that made his own criminal activities on Nar Shadda look like the games of a toddler.
After two years on Kessel, with no signs of betrayal or information leaking, as Kordath really had no one else in his life as it was, Etah finally explained what he'd meant when he first took the Ryn in. Thus started Kordath's dark path to the Brotherhood.
DJB Facts
Positions Held
List positions that are important.
Outstanding Achievements
Anything you're proud of.
Trivia
Interesting or important facts that do not fall under the other two categories.