Dorian Rostu

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Dorian Rostu
Biographical Information
Homeworld:	Haruun Kal Aargau (Estate) Kiast
Date of Birth:	11 BBY (45 years old)
Physical Description
Species:	Human - Korun
Gender:	Male
Height:	1.89 m (6 feet 2 inches)
Weight:	93 kg (205 lbs)
Hair:	Black - short fade
Eyes:	Hazel
Personal Information
Mother:	Norabe Volla
Father:	Kota Rostu
Allies:	Ghôsh Rostu Kah Manet Raziel Gui Sol
Lightsaber Color(s):	Curved Hilt Lightsaber Serenity (White Blade)
Lightsaber Form(s):	Makashi
Fighting Style(s):	Echani
Chronology & Political Information
Profession:	Information Broker Jedi
Position:	Prince Of The Free-Tribes
Affiliation:	Clan Odan-Urr
Known masters:	Liam Torun
Dossier:	4224
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"Look at how a single candle can both defy and define the darkness."

―Quiet reflections of a troubled mind

Genocide

Born eleven years before the Battle of Yavin, Dorian was brought into the toxic world of Haruun Kal with a title and a purpose. His father, Kota Rostu was known as a prophet to the Korunnai people and a veteran of the Summertime Wars. Because of his prophetic vision and his prowess as a combatant, he was deemed worthy to wed Narobe Volla, a beautiful, young, and sharp young woman that was next in line to lead the united Korun tribes against rising tensions from the Balawai who inhabited the lowlands and the looming threat of Imperial invasion. More of a general than a princess, Narobe would continue to prepare her people for the next chapter of the unforgettable war and in cooperation with her husband would continue shaping their son Dorian into a formidable combatant both physically and mentally. A quick learner, Dorian, even at a young age was eager to feed his mind the knowledge it craved and proved to be naturally resilient, extremely perceptive, and incredibly gifted with the Force. Even more so than his inherently Force Sensitive people. 

At this time, the stories of the Galactic Empire spreading their poison throughout the galaxy, hellbent on extending its reach and tightening its grip on entire star systems had become a common conversational piece, even amid the chaos that was unfolding in the form of a siege on the Balawai controlled capital, Pelek Baw. Narobe and her armies were finally gaining traction against the occupants of the city and just as they pushed through the Imperial presence that stirred the proxy-war and the lowlanders, the jubilant celebrations were cut short as in sensing the impending defeat and growing rebellion of the Korun tribes, the fleet surrounding Haruun Kal opened up and bombarded the planet. The devastation was unimaginable as the heat from the volley created so much heat in the atmosphere that it actually caused the water on the surface to boil. Presumably it was a genocide that erased the Korun from the galaxy. Save for a small crew that was able to slip through the cracks. Before Narobe and Kota were obliterated in the wake of the Empire, valuable intel had reached the right ears as Dorian and a select few were safely shuttled away from danger on board a stolen Imperial vessel.