Morrighan Ravenscroft

Morrighan Ravenscroft
Biographical Information
Homeworld:	Lao-Mon
Date of Birth:	21 BBY (Age 58)
Date of Death:	N/A
Physical Description
Species:	Shi’ido
Gender:	Male
Height:	Variable
Weight:	Variable
Hair:	Variable
Eyes:	Variable
Personal Information
Allies:	Dark Jedi Brotherhood Dark Council Clan Arcona House Qel-Droma House Galeres Etah d'Tana
Enemies:	The New Jedi Order
Lightsaber Color(s):	Red
Lightsaber Form(s):	Makashi
Fighting Style(s):	Dulon Kartranin Tu’rek
Chronology & Political Information
Profession:	Sith Inquisitor Dajorran Intelligence Operative
Position:	Dark Jedi Knight
Era(s):	Rise of the Empire Era Rebellion Era New Republic Era New Jedi Order Era Legacy Era Dark Jedi Brotherhood Era
Affiliation:	Dark Jedi Brotherhood Sith Order Clan Arcona House Qel-Droma Ysanne Isard Imperial Intelligence ISB IOCI DIA
Known masters:	Etah d'Tana
Known apprentices:	N/A
Dossier:	8106
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"I've lived my whole life as one big lie, i've used every trick to deceive, kill and seduce. Once I even murdered a child and took her form just to assassinate her father, does this make me a monster? Yes. But it's all I know. I am the lie."

— Morrighan Ravenscroft 22 ABY

Born to deceive and deceive he has all his life, Morrighan is but one of many alias he goes by. A Unisexual name neither meaning him or her but as a whole. A changeling species and one gifted in the force and the beloved arts of stealth. A deadly combo in the hands of anyone, but one trained to the highest standards by Imperial and Brotherhood instructors makes one truly fearsome monster of the dark.

Character History

Before the Brotherhood

Lao-Mon – Birth of the Trickster Prince

Morrighan’ life started the same as everyone’s; he was born and grew up in content bliss on the lush world of Lao-Mon. The Shi’ido race naturally secretive hosted few visitors and those that he ever met tended to be of the scientific or exploration kind that whatever they were there for would go right over the youngsters head if he ever got a chance to speak to them, though he would often sit for hours just listening and trying to make out what the men from distant lands were talking about, piecing fanciful stories together that when re-enacting with the other children he would shift into aliens and creatures he had never seen before or even knew if they existed. Though as a youngster this tended not to matter as everything to a child’s mind is real, until they are given proof it is not.

Generally liked those of his people around him knee he was different, though no one knew why. Force sensitive Lao-Mon were rare and interaction with outsiders being so low not many even knew what a Jedi or Sith was, but they knew there was something. Nothing remarkable happened really until his twelve birthday where during a small scuffle with other children he managed to push one back too hard in anger, the force flowed briefly and the push became an uncontrolled shove which sent the other child back too hard causing him to collide with a rock shattering bones. From then on he became the shunned one, the one no one would play with or even talk to unless needed and he didn't know why, not till much later in his life.

To alleviate the problem his parents did the only thing they could do and sent him out into the galaxy, the plan was he was to meet up with a relative on Corellia, blend in and try to live a different life to what he was used to, scratch out a living and hopefully never be shunned for being different. But like most stories where the main character is an alien, the Empire had ways of intervening.

Corellia – The Journey Begins

Everything started fine as it had been hoped for, his great uncle taught him the basics of surviving in a metropolis and his education was brought up to speed of that of a child several years older than him. He learned to harness and use his natural gifts to blend in with the Corellian population and even at one time or another fell in love with a girl or two just like any youngsters life should be. He didn’t mind spending all his time in a human form either, it amused him and he started to enjoy being able to alter his hair style and colour at a whim, fitting in with the local crowds and just being, However happiness and the bliss of youth is never going to last especially when living a lie.

The starting of it all came when he over cockily started flirting with a girl when her boyfriend was only twenty or so feet away. He amused her, she thought him cute and he nearly got away with it but during one his moves he tripped pulling them both to the ground. The other boy turned at the ruckus and saw the rather awkward scenario, putting two and two together and getting it oh so very right, but wrong at that moment he moved in with his friends dragging Morrighan off the girl and began to lay into him. Punches flew, kicks swung in and it would have been the beating of his life had it not all been stopped by a passing off duty IOCI officer.

Beating the gang off the man pulled the half dead Morrighan to his feet and rushed him to the local medical centre where he stayed by his bedside until he awoke the next day, then sat and talked to him about everything and nothing to try and cheer the young boy up. Morrighan was curious, he like many other alien had reasons to detest the empire yet here was one of the nicest people he had met talking to him and making sure he was fine before leaving to return to his own family. Of course it might have been different if the man knew what he truly was but the Shi’ido’s natural telepathy and manipulation saved him and nothing untoward happened. He knew though from that moment on where his path lay, if he could pull it off he had his heart set on emulating that man and becoming an officer of the law. Now on Corellia he had three options; One to join the Imperial Security Bureau but he knew without full and formal qualification from a COMPNOR academy he would never get in, so it left only two other choices. The first was, like the man, to join IOCI or the home grown CorSec. Not knowing which to choose he applied for both and greedily jumped at the first offer he was presented with. Thus began his odd and treacherous life as part of the Empire.

Imperial Service

Corellia - Imperial Office Of Criminal Investigations

He passed the exams with only a small hitch, the medical was more than a little worrying but liberal application of his natural telepathy managed to get him by. He was assigned a desk and a comm unit and spent the first several month of his new life taking calls, getting food and making the drinks for the office, not exactly what he had in mind but he realised everyone had to start somewhere and part of him was just extremely proud to be finally doing something other than scavenging to survive. He wasn't after glamour, he wasn't out for personal glory he simply wanted to do the job he was given and get it done right.

His fervour and dedication over the next year was a credit to him and his office. As soon as he was moved up to proper cases he dove right in and tackled them with ever increasing skill and ability, his shifting abilities began being used properly for infiltrating gangs and getting close to those he aimed to take down. Rumours began to circulate of his ability’s on the case and everything was going well until he slipped up again. His final case in IOCI saw him infiltrating a local street gang known for dealing narcotics, primarily spice, and everything was going smooth until a gangers girl walked in on him mid shift. She had followed him away from the gang members high as a kite planning to sleep with him bored of her current guy and intrigued by the new one, however for all intents and purposes she was an innocent bystander.

She had opened her mouth to scream and took a blaster bolt through the skull, the noise attracted more people and a Shi’ido mid shift looks like a melting wax work as the body readjusts and no one could know his secret, no one. By the time he was done over sixteen people, innocent and guilty lay dead. He was brought up on charges of inappropriate force and was to be tried and sentenced to prison time if it hadn't been for pure luck. The trial was interrupted by the IOCI branch director and two members of the Imperial Security Bureau, it seemed hi reputation for getting shit done no matter the job had attracted the right attention the fact he wasn't afraid to take matters into his own hands nor show the Empires Justice to those who broke the law made him a perfect candidate for ISB. The trial was dismissed and marching forth from the court a freeman, he was escorted to the spaceport told his own life was behind him and shipped off to Coruscant to begin his new life.

Coruscant - Imperial Security Bureau

Coruscant blew him away, he spent about a week just getting over the vast size of it and months later he still caught himself staring at planetary maps, learning districts and sectors off by heart and finding his jaw dropping at the scale. He remembered the shuttle coming into land at one of the upper star ports and being bathed in warm crisp sunlight as he boarded the next transport he remembered the feeling as the sun faded away and the artificial light and darkness consumed him. He learned from that moment on to see the sun on Corucant was going to be a privilege whilst he was on the planet that some never left the depths or even knew what the sun looked like.

The training was hard it tested him mentally, physically and his very existence and belief in the Empire. He spent days and nights just going over maps, reading the laws he already knew from his time in IOCI, going over hundreds of reports and sitting in lecture halls, interrogation rooms and training room’s day in day out. His previous experience helped and by the time the training was over his mind had been truly melded to the true Imperial creed. He started well, the work was easier than in IOCI but more important, or so he had been told. He was in charge of one of the smaller sectors on one of the mid-levels where nothing usually happened, his assignment was designed to teach him the basics and not get him into trouble, though that never lasted long as again something was always bound to go wrong.

Following a tip one cold night Morrighan took it upon himself to investigate a local landing pad, bored of sitting and reviewing security camera’s he headed out into the rain and took off into the night. His Uniform drenched under his overcoat when he came upon the landing pad he was instantly set upon by blaster fire from several sources. Outmatched and outgunned he had little option but to try and fall back but he was jumped from behind as he tried, he managed to evade the attack due to his untrained force sense and as he turned and drove the butt of his gun into the attackers face he saw they wore the outfits of one of the local swoop gangs. Having no idea what was going on and being heavily outmatched he broke cover and headed out into the night away from the landing pad to raise the alarm. As he rounded the next corner he felt a heavy hand grip his overcoat and drag him into the shadows of an alley, footsteps thundered past just after and as soon as they were gone he felt himself being lifted and pushed hard into the wall. His struggles were meaningless and he felt the end of a blaster pushed against his skull.

It turned out he had managed to stumble upon a meeting between local swoopers and rebel sympathisers ruining an Imperial Intelligence sting. It was the II officer that had dragged him into the alley and came within an inch of blowing his brains out, it however never came to that with Morrighan’ help they managed to track down the tipper that night, it happened to be Morrighan’s ISB Captain for that sector, losing all faith in ISB as they put down the traitor and called for pick-up Morrighan was on the edge of resigning, but thoroughly impressed yet still annoyed, the Intelligence agent said he would see what could be done as loosing someone of Morrighan’s skill would be a waste. So after a few weeks of waiting, jumping through hoops and background checks that brought up his IOCI infiltration skills Morrighan managed to switch teams and get a job with ISB’s rivals, Imperial Intelligence.

Coruscant - Imperial Intelligence & The Inquisition

Much of Morrighan’s time in Imperial Intelligence is better left undisclosed. There are however two major points in that short career of note that turned Morrighan down the path of the Dark Jedi and eventually into the brotherhood.

The first of these was Morrighan’s first field agent job, a relatively easy case involving information gathering and if evidence was found the acquisition or termination of a traitorous Imperial Navy officer. The information gathering was actually the easiest part of the case and it was proven that the Officer was in fact in league with the rebels and was involved in the situation that happened at the landing pad whilst Morrighan spent time in ISB. Morrighan truly had no intention of bringing him in alive, after all it was men like him that nearly cost him his life and men like him that caused the deaths of loyal Imperial’s daily. The only problem is his personal residence had enough high tech equipment and hired thugs that getting in was not going to be easy, but for a Shi’ido infiltration Is a child’s game and the child was exactly the way in.

He kidnapped the child as she visited the park; the nanny was frantic and started searching along with the guards. He slew the child and assumed her form, then headed to the child’s play park and sat there in plain sight, swinging back and forth awaiting to be found. He received a hiding once they got home to the officers home, but like all good fathers he held his ‘daughter close’ as he put her to bed. As he did so Morrighan pulled out a pair of scissors and drove the blades deep into the man’s eye socket and brain, killing him slowly and without noise. By the time the officer was found Morrighan had vanished like a phantom into the night and the mission was completed, however rumours began to circulate about how the mission was completed in the man’s own house and the only thing they could put it down to was Morrighan was a secret force user and had persuaded the child to carry out the murder so the Inquisition was sent for.

He appeared before them, the tests were done and it was confirmed as he always knew in some part he was force sensitive and there was something else, it took all of his telepathic ability and wishful hoping they didn't figure out he was a Shi’ido, but due to his races low appearance out with Lao-Mon the Inquisitor couldn't place his finger on it, so Morrighan passed and as Imperial Creed declared it he was forced into Sith training and his true path was finally revealed. He never proceeded far however as an apprentice however before the fall of the Galactic Empire and the splitting of the forces, being loyal to the end but with the mass upheavals going on he followed his mater into the service of Ysanne Isard.

Lusankya - Service Under Isard

Service under Isard was not without its perils, though the service was longer than most the time under her command was non-stop. Secreted within the deep bowels of the Lusankya, he continued his training under his master learning the secrets of the Dark Jedi, though never put to service for Isard he still felt a part of what she believed in and he was on the bridge of the Lusankya during the last battle of the Bacta wars and watched in disbelief as the traitors killed his lady.

Knowing being who he was he’d have no chance at peace with the rebels, or be found innocent if apprehended he did the only thing he knew how to, he stole away from the bridge and snuck away into the shadows, waiting for the rebel forces to board the ship. As they did he killed and took the form of one the troopers he drew into a trap and was able to easily sneak out of the situation being someone else again. He set course for the only place he knew he would be able to vanish in the galaxy, he had enough of Remnant forces and being used, so it was he landed upon Nar Shaddaa and started his rise to the position of Trickster Prince.

The Dark Jedi Brotherhood Era

Nar Shaddaa - The Trickster Prince

The rise to power on Nar Shaddaa was swift and brutal, ruin lay in his wake and stories began circling of a great shadow beast that hunted the scum of the planet, and those that failed to follow its lead were slaughtered without thought of mercy. It came to a point that even the fear of the beast had people searching for recruiters to this new growing powerbase. Though not big enough to cause the Hutt’s or Exchange any concern they none the less sent people to investigate if the rumours were true of this shadow monster. Usually they found nothing to make them worry; Morrighan would hide away the majority of his forces and appear to them in a friendly human form, different to his form in Imperial service, yet no one else truly knew who led his organisation,

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Morrighan & Freyja

some claimed it was a Wookie, another a fierce Trandoshan, some swore it was a woman whilst others claimed it was some unknown alien species that led the Harlequins Gang. No one knew and it made them uneasy.

There was one however who began to get overly interested, more so than others had dared in the past years, a lieutenant in the Hutt cartel she had made it her personal business to track down and find the true leader of the gang. Morrighan knew nothing of this woman or of her interests but the first meeting he had with her would change his life for the better and the worse. Her name was Freyja Jorgensen a human of some brutal reputation, rumour had it she had raised herself from the gutters and become a highly paid assassin for the cartel and she had never missed a mark. She ended up taking out five of Morrighan’s top people before she pissed him off enough for him to show himself to her.

The duel that followed pitted shadow assassin versus the force infused Morrighan, the fight should have been one sided and yet it was anything but. Both wasted their energy pack’s shooting at shadows, and their blades snapped due to the ferocity of the fight. It came down to blows, fist, feet, head and most of the time the environment yet Morrighan had no wish to use the force as he knew the trouble that would bring, the kind of attention that meant only trouble. He made a mistake, a blow he went to block, but was never coming. As he raised his arm he felt the cold tang of metal slip through his clothes and into his side. Taken aback he roared in anger and lashed out with the force, pushing her back from him and into a wall, the snap hiss of his saber igniting in the rain was the only sound to be heard as he stalked towards her, he drew back his arm and went to strike but stopped when he saw, not fear as to be expected, wonder in her eyes. She asked him to kill her as she had failed in her duty; instead he lowered his blade and gave her the choice fealty or death, and thus began the next part of his life that would drive him to the Brotherhood.

Lovers, partners, friends and monsters the unlikely couple took the Harlequins to new heights, but resentment from Morrighan’s old partners and a scorned Hutt Cartel ended the couple. Assassins cornered Freyja and took her out whilst she was enjoying herself on a night out. The bodyguards were paid off and it took a while but she lay in a pool of her own blood by the time Morrighan arrived. Mad with rage he slaughtered everyone, he cared little for witnesses now, he ignited he saber and shifted into a terrifying form and lay waste to everyone in his gang, innocent or not, everyone met their deaths that day. As he sat in the ruins and amongst the corpses he heard footsteps approaching, he looked up, saber igniting he charged towards the newcomer, blade smashing in he found it blocked by a second blade. Confused he stepped back and struck again, but felt his saber yanked from his hand and destroyed in front of him, before a hand was laid upon his chest and he felt the force smash into him, sending him flying back into a wall, saber at his throat he looked into the face of his assailant. Etah d`Tana had come for him, and asked one question only; Fealty or Death.

Apprenticeship - The Path to Knighthood

Training under Etah was swift and intense. Trained already by the inquisition and with the knowledge of the d`Tana Morrighan quickly elevated the ranks, proving his worth and dedication. Though it took him over six years of brutal training to be elevated to the rank of Dark Jedi Knight, he found contentment in the arms of Clan Arcona and brothers in arms in House Galeres, however times changed and he felt his skills in infiltration and deception were being wasted in the House. Transferred to House Qel’Droma and his new battleteam he slipped into his new role easily under the guidance of Valhaloc and Socorra, and his new battleteam leader Invictus.

The Battle for Bhargebba

Recon image obtained by Morrighan of the Forge of Loka Don

Given freedom on Bhargebba Morrighan set himself to tasks he knew without a doubt he would be able to accomplish given his skills. The first thing he caught himself doing was taken on the form of local fauna and approaching the Forge of Loka Don, he sat there for hours simply doing nothing holo recorder strapped to him, observing the One Sith fly in forces from their orbital ships, the walkers crushing trees as each heavy step pounded the lush forest floor. He observed as troops set up defensive positions around the forge and fighter patrols flew overhead, he literally sat there for hours, grazing at times like most animals do, well into the night and only left when he knew for a fact nothing else would be learned, before he left he attempted to move in closer but found that to be folly as auto turrets targeted another poor creature off to the far right, obliterating it. Not stupid Morrighan turned hoof and headed off back to camp, delivering the Intel he had acquired.

The second mission he found himself on was the interrogation of a Mecross guardsman and infiltration of the Mecross order’s stronghold. The interrogation went well to a point; it took all his knowledge to glean the information he needed from the female prisoner, but she was stubborn and he was only able to gain information related to the first floor of the complex before he expired. Annoyed but with enough information to at least get a look around he took the woman’s form and slipped in via the front door, the woman’s battered form allowed him to be taken to the medical facility where he was treated and then told to retire to the bunks to get rest. Instead he used the womans knowledge to find one of the many hidden entrances into the fortress, activated a homing beacon and dispatched the guardsman on duty. Opening the back door he fled into the night, hoping on the Arconan forces to arrive in time and secure the objective before anything was locked down.

The infiltration being his last objective on the planet, he turned his attention to partaking in the major assaults of the planet, getting behind the enemy and removing key targets, generators, officers and the like. Using his skills to help the main forces turn the battles in their favour and bring victory against the one Sith, however it was during these battles that he began taking more interest in the leadership abilities and skills of the Sith opponents, wishing to be more than a simple brute he began to search for his true path.

Force Wraith

Eliza

• Name: Eliza
• Shape: Human Child of About Six Years Old.

Eliza was Morrighan's first kill when working for Imperial Intelligence, he slaughtered her took her form as his own and used it to murder her father who was a target. The kill started him down the dark path so it was only fitting that his first Wraith be in tribute to what made him the monster he is today.

DJB Facts

Characteristics

Physical Description

As like most of his race Morrighan is a everything and nothing at once. A shifter he is able to take on many guises from humanoid, non-humanoid, animal and beyond. He has not one true set definition of form but it's been so long since he visited his original one he fears he may have forgotten what he original looked like or even how to get back.

In the brotherhood as his common form however he stands about 1.87 metres and weighs in around 230 lbs. He has long hair and sometimes sports a matching beard, the colour changing at his whim. Muscular and broad in the shoulder hides his agility and he holds himself well among his peers.

Attire

Morrighan's DJB Robes.

The clothes usually match the assignment he is on or the role he is playing but usually he is found nestled inside his Brotherhood robes, ever shifting eyes staring out from amongst the shadows and folds of the hood. His cape drifts around him and his footsteps are echoed by hard heeled boots. His dueling saber strapped at his side for all to see when he wishes them to see, for the Dark Jedi Knight is proud of what he is.

Out of the Brotherhood is a different matter, being part swooper he wears traditional gear to go with that line of work, however he has access to a wide assortment of clothes and costumes, uniforms and attires purely for the purpose of different guises. More often than not he an acquire what he needs on the job from a willing donor but he finds it best to always be prepared.

Personality

Unpredictable at times would hit Morrighan on the head when it comes to her personality, because everything he does he does it with no reasoning as to why he did it or even as to what he hoped to achieve. He could be quite content one minute eating his dinner and the next tearing a chunk our of some poor passer by just because they looked at him.

Despite this Morrighan is actually rather quiet, preferring to keep to himself at the best of times. His head buried in a tome or looking over a Holocron or on the training field. Sadistic and cruel he's perfected the art of the lie over the years that you never truly know if what he's saying is fact or fiction and half the time he is unsure himself. If caught in the right mood he's more than happy to join in whatever's going on but sometimes it's safer to poke a rancor with a stick then take a gamble with the slightly mad Inquisitor.

Impediments

Morrighan's Saber.

• Claustrophobic
• Hates The Pitch Black
• Not Good At Imperial Relations
• Naive
• Untrusting.
• Quick To Anger
• Not Physically Built To Survive Sustained Combat.
• His ability to shift can throw people or make them uncomfortable

Allergies

• Cathar Fur
• Kessel Spice (Only If Ingests)
• Imperial Scientists

Distinguishing Marks

• Shapeshifter
• Everchanging Hair & Eye Colour
• Evershifting Tattoo's

Phobias

• Claustrophobic
• Pitch Black Darkness
• Confinement

Positions Held

Krath Tyro (Blue Mist) Guardian - Jedi Hunter

Outstanding Achievements

• Bronze and Silver Novae in his first IG
• Awarded Grand Cross of the Dark Side
• Earned 3 top places overall in his first IG.

Trivia

• Awarded The Dark Cross for getting everyone back on IRC after undernet screwed up.
• Formerly took the name Eclipse at the begining of his training, however changed this after his return from Nar Shaddaa
• Vanished from the Brotherhood twice in his history in it. Once to return to Lao-Mon, the other for unknown circumstances though it's rumored he hunted down those that caused his so much pain.
• Mastered the use of blaster and blade.