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- " “We all chose the path we tread, you just chose the wrong one and now you have my sword to contend with…”"
- ― Mune Cinteroph
Krath Savant Mune Cinteroph has only just returned from places undisclosed, and thusly removed from the list of rogues to rejoin his former clan, Clan Scholae Palatinae. A native from a little known planet not even worth naming, he was previously a key member of the Isradia Family, a devoted scholar, quick calculating thinker and cunning assassin and graceful swordsman. Before his disappearance, he had been a member of Scholae Palatinae, leading House Acclivis Draco most notably for a time. He took on only a single student in in his time with the clan, Impetus M’Nar. His reasons or the how of his disappearance were never divulged, and even upon his return, remain veiled in secrecy.
Character History
Early Years
Snow & Ash
File:Krma'at.jpgImie and her three moons.
The Imperial era went generally unnoticed on Imie, a planet left alone while the rest of the Felucia System was contested during the Clone Wars . Populated largely by humans, having taken to largely xenophobic outlooks. Traditionalists, slow to adaptation and stubbornly adhering to outmoded ways of thinking.
Visitors to the planet, by law, could only visit their capital city, Caeles Folor. It was here that the original experiments had begun, led by scientist Orrand Verr, unknown to any but the humans on Imie, and those few “guests” having the privilege having met him. Here, it was always snowing… and a blend of snow and ash were constantly underfoot. The capital was home to government and the sciences alike, and, here too, many an atrocity were born by the ungentle hand of science on Imie.
In 3 ABY, Orrand, at the age of 35, and his young wife, became pregnant with their first and only child. Weak willed, the boy’s mother could not refuse the child to her scientist husband’s wicked machinations. Of course, he was not to be the madman’s only wicked deed, but by far the most shocking, treating his own flesh and blood to genetic manipulations in the womb. It was then by no surprise that the child was born half human with numerous other genetics altering his DNA. These anomalies most notably resulting in canine-like ears, fangs, claws and tail. Papers on the experiments made confidential, like all others on Orrand’s work. He was born Hibiki Verr.
Orrand, unhappy with the results of his scheming, chose to discard his own progeny as a failed project of science. It was only for his wife that the boy was not discarded; to be thrown into the laboratories wicked furnaces and made ash on the streets.
Rather than be destroyed, he came to be reared by his father's sister. It was no mystery the child was unwanted, a black sheep within a family of intellectuals who sought respect and monetary gains for no one but themselves. A black sheep borne from their own weak blood, was the last creature they wished to give shelter, but, they did, for a time.
File:Doublehelix.jpgDouble Helix
Mune remained uneducated, mistreated, and shunned by adult and children alike. He began to see himself much as others saw him, an oddity; a point driven home when his father paid a visit at the age of five. A point that drove him from what had been the only home he had so far known, when his aunt was told to get rid of the monstrosity. It was five days later, and Mune amused himself in a gazebo in his aunt’s garden. Spring flowers scented the air. He remembered those flowers for years after the flames engulfed them and his world was swallowed by fire. He saved himself from death, but barely, and, horrified at the demon before them, the family called for the authorities.The Force had saved him from destruction. It was not the authorities who came.
Drawn by the child’s power, the priestesses came upon him and the ash of the garden. Soothing the rage the boy felt, they take him away from those that could never want him, nor understand him.
The Sound the Chimes Make
At the age of five, after the fire that nearly claimed his life, he was taken in by the Monastery at Deeplake, well beyond the influence of Government or the scientific community. Here, his education began.
File:Jiansword.jpgMune's SwordThe following years were filled with ancient tomes, crumbling grimoire, and old and faded scrolls. He was ravenous for every scrap of knowledge, every bit of wisdom. Priest and priestess alike were more than happy to oblige him his seemingly ceaseless thirst. It became quickly evident to him however, that though they taught their ancient arts to other children under their tutelage within the monastery walls… they were missing something vital. They spoke often of the greatness of their wisdom, the power of their arts, the truth behind all things; but Mune knew more than thought, that they were missing something important. A true understanding.
When not ensconced in his reading, he was tutored personally by one of the elders in the art of sword dancing. A form of sword play using the Jian-style sword, focused on grace and agility as opposed to strength and brute force. It was a style that suited his way of thinking.
He had quickly become accepted, his world changed drastically from what he had been accustomed to, though nightmares plagued him often in the night. He grew, his mind sharpened, and he was honed into everything the priests could ever hope for… a sorcerer that could bring them the notice of Government and garner them the power and respect they deserved. To his family, he was a mistake. To these people, a tool.
Honed and tempered by repeated lessons, he was taught to kill. Mistakes were rewarded with bruises, failure to perform to the expectations of his tutors became bloody marks upon his flesh. He pushed himself to succeed, so that they would teach him more and fill that need to know more. As he grew, so did his abilities, and his attachment to one he had come to call sister, an interesting girl who claimed attachment to his earliest years before the monastery.
It came as no surprise then, the appearance of Orrand and his retinue of government officials. He had seen it in one of his nightmares. He awaited them upon the freshly fallen snow before the great gates of the monastery. It was only for a moment that Mune held a hope that his father had forgiven him his abilities and appearance. His hopes were dashed when the blasters were leveled upon him. Within moments, his swords had rent his father's entourage, felling them to the snow in pools of blood. The rage had enveloped the Hybrid's world. Mune would always remember standing over the man that he had known for so little time as his father, foot on the man's chest and the point of his blade to the scientist's throat. The boy blinked away the tears that streaked his cheeks, as he stared into eyes filled with hate and disgust, and Mune thrust the blade home, ending the life held at his mercy.
He knew no mercy. With the men of the monastery, they buried the bodies.
The Brotherhood
To the Stars
It was not so long after the slaying that Mune left. He was forgiven the massacre by his brethren of the monastery, yet, he could not bring himself to remain. He felt out of place, as though he belonged elsewhere. They had no more to teach him, so far as he was concerned. He begged his leave of them, and though he could not garner the blessing of his teacher, he did promise to one day return and earn his favour. So he left, Mune returning to his birth place. with what credits they had, they took their leave of Imie. Mune was thirteen-years-old.
Absence
Return
Profile
Mune Cinteroph in his customary robe with lightsaber.Mune Cinteroph in his customary robe with lightsaber.
Appearance
He is half-human, a hybridization come about through genetic manipulation and experimentation. His human father, Orrand Verr’s goals were uncertain, and all pertaining papers since classified or destroyed, and so remains uncertain. The results, however, only seem by all appearances, completely cosmetic.
Mune is somewhat short of average height for an adult human male, standing at 5’7” (170cm) and well-toned. He is by and large, mostly human in his appearance, with a few notable traits that mark him as not quite. These include his eyes, a startling ruby red in colouration, bright, intelligent, sharp and even shocking at first when one catches sight of the slit quality of his pupils. His teeth, or his canines more specifically come to the slightest points, barely noticeable and could only be described as dainty fangs. He has canine ears instead of human ones, though they afford him no better hearing then is to be expected of a human. His nails can only be described as claws, though only just… and no more dangerous then the next man deciding to glow his nails long. His hair is most short, with his bangs left long, dyed a soft powder pink that compliments the soft cream colour of the rest of his hair. Each ear is adorned with a single piercing.
Personality
Mercurial by nature… that is to say quick-witted; changeable; erratic and flighty. In the presence of strangers, he seems quiet, brooding and moody. In the company of those that know him more intimately; he is an energetic, passionate and brilliant young man. He is always in some mode of thought, calculating and analyzing information presented; especially when faced with combat… he makes it a point to know his exits.
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