DarkAmiz

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"Found my way somehow, to a strange place, where I found a young man, who taught me the basics of the world, and taught me something I wouldnt learn beyond my years, how to make and destroy a lightsaber. Although making it was an easy tsk, I coudlnt yet master the feelings of controlling such a weapon, yet. One day, a man in a dark cape came, and blasted my now master, for reasons unknown to me until now.

The strange man then put me under a strange veil, and i lost my conciousness on what happened..."

―Unknown

A newcomer to the Brotherhood, DarkAmiz has found both friends and enemies alike that abound in the dangerous parameters of darkness. Though he is friends with everyone, he tends to hate people who "bully" others and hates people who hate for no other reason than not hating.

Character History

He was born to a small family of six, two brothers and a sister. During his childhood, he would run around his home, safe from all harms. He would chase his two brothers, he would even play dolls with his younger sister. He read everything he could find, and explored every region available to him on that small city.

He would walk around town, or check the hills for something interesting to look at, to feel, to touch, to learn. Inside this little youngster, bottled up was a sense that something dark was coming. A dark cloud sailing to find his position among the stars of Omwati clan on a once green Omwat planet.

His life changed when the strangers began to come, clad in white and black robes. Amiz felt a disturbance in himself, something which made his senses tingle, much like how Spidey felt in the Spiderman series.

During this days, he would constantly seek his mothers warm hug, wanting her to protect him from this huge beasts.

Towards the end, he reminded himself of everything happy.

He remembered happiness at home, his family, his mother, his father, his two brothers, his younger sister. All those times spent together. All the memories. All the…

The end, a new beginning

He remembered non of that. All he remembered was that fateful day, flames were licking his city to the ground. He heard his mother scream, very clear even in the chaos that consumed his somewhat home. He saw a dark hole, opening up in the skies, absorbing him into it, he felt his pulse weaken, he felt darkness looming near him, he felt power consuming him, then he saw. Black, nothing.

These dreams continuously haunt him, although all he could now remember was a scream, he guessed it to be his mother’s. He felt that dark dread that came over him everytime he felt his eyes close. Feeding him a painful session everytime he thought he had enough of life.

“Do you want more water?” asked an old man, a human. The first one he ever saw. He remembered tales from his childhood… but no, he wanted to forget,all those lies which constantly reminds him of his past days. The old man was a kindly fellow, wrinkles around his eyes and cheeks, with white hair. Hair. The small omwati never saw that before. So many new things, so many unknown stuff, all which he will gladly try to master soon.

“Young one, you are an Omwati I believe. I willingly take you in as my slave-friend, even if that is unheard of in this world. I will provide all the stuff you might need in life, that I promise. In return, I wish you to work for me. I have a workshop and its time this old man got an apprentice to help him around. You seem bight enough, and your muscles are beginning to show. You are perfect for the job. Even so, if whenever you wish to leave, I will not stop you. What will I call you eh?”, the old man said to him one day, when he seemed much more healthier.

“Sir, I don’t, language, your language much. Please teach as you please. As for my name, I neither remember it nor do I remember my past. I thank you beforehand, sir.”

“If that is so, then I will call you Jim. You see, once before I had a grand son called Jim. He ran away as soon as he was of age, around 10 years ago. Last I heard of him, he was working as a rogue in one of many pirate clans around here. I wish I could see him again before I die, but that will remain just a wish. Now, you are Jim.”

“Sir, thank you…” Jim(Amiz) thankful for this old human’s generosity.

So that’s how his new life began with the old man, a specialist in mechanisms. He learned eagerly as soon as he had the strength to understand. DarkAmiz knew a little bit Basic, and he started there. From day to day he learned more and more of the new world he lived in, of the planet he never knew existed. He learned all the skills and crafts the old man would teach him.

During these days, he worked day in day out with the old man at a workshop located somewhere on a planet on some other universe. He fixed various space crafts, mostly smaller ones, and worked on tons of old robots, bringing them to life and selling them to passing travellers and customers.

Everyday, after his hard and long working hours, he would take a stroll outside his now home. He would wander for hours, before satisfied that he had taken in enough knowledge for the day, returned home for some rest before the next day started all over again. All his needs were covered, he had no need to worry much. Just work all day, take his stroll and rest late at night. This would be his daily routine, until a young man came.

The young man, a handsomely built person came into the hut as if it was his all this time. Jim(Amiz) hid himself among some crates as the young man came in, not seeing what he wanted, started to call out what Jim(Amiz) discerned as the old man’s name. Unless he was mistaken, the stranger also stated father in front of the name, could this guy be?

Not waiting a moment longer, Jim(Amiz) quickly went to find the old man to bring him the good news. As soon as he heard it, the old man broke down and cried. Jim(Amiz) helped him towards his long lost grand son, where a reunion occurred. Now I don’t want to elaborate on the details of that, because of its longness, but you might want to know what happened afterwards.

A Journey

Amiz in the end followed the young man to his new home. After a tearful yet happy farewell with the old man, Amiz sets on one of his longest journey, one step close to the bortherhood.

They travelled through a dense forest with a route already well trampled under the daily commuting merchants and commoners alike.

to be continued...

DJB Facts

Positions Held

Sith Flight Member: Hex, House Ektrosis of Taldryan

Outstanding Achievements

7. Guardian DarkAmiz: Taldryan

Trivia

Favourite DBWiki pages... "Kaek's page" "My house, Ekky!"