Mirus Hi'ija

Mirus Cavataio
Biographical Information
Homeworld:	Dathomir
Date of Birth:	9 ABY
Physical Description
Species:	Human
Gender:	Male
Height:	5'11
Weight:	199 lbs
Hair:	Black
Eyes:	Dark brown
Cybernetics:	None
Personal Information
Allies:	None
Enemies:	None
Lightsaber Color(s):	Red Armory Lightsaber
Lightsaber Form(s):	Banlanth
Fighting Style(s):	Broken Gate, Dulon
Chronology & Political Information
Profession:	Fighter, Hunter
Position:	Protector
Era(s):	Dark Jedi Brotherhood
Affiliation:	House Taldryan
Personal Ship:	None
Known masters:	Rian Aslar
Known apprentices:	None
Dossier:	dossier:13358
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"You will come quietly."

―Mirus Cavataio, to rogue apprentice during Horizons

History - Before the Brotherhood

Birth and Youth

Mirus was born in the year 9 ABY to Lauda Cavataio and Sanies Robur, a priestess of {{starwars:Dathomir|Dathomir}} and a slave of the Morte Clan. The Morte clan, while not the most dominant of clans, was still a definite presence on the planet of Dathomir, led by a Superior Mother named Petra Cavataio (convenient that she was Mirus' grandmother). Petra Cavataio was an ancient Sith witch. Some say she lived for thousands of years with a combination of the Dathomiri and Sith arts, but those who asked tended not to survive the encounter. Mirus also had a twin sister named Mira and an adopted sister, one year younger, named La'Ca. They lived in the Morte Clan's stronghold, built into the side of a mountain, near the Dreaming River.

Dathomiri culture, especially that of the Morte clan, was a total matriarchy. Men were no better than slaves, even when born into a position of power, as Mirus was. His father, the slave, belonged to the Superior Mother and was typically away from his children for long spans of time. However, the times that Mirus and his father got to spend together were extremely important to Mirus; it was Sanies that taught him how to fight with a sword, how to hunt, to fish, to live off the land. Sanies had been a hunter and tracker from nearby Bandomeer before his capture and enslavement. This gave Mirus something of a purpose, even from an early age. While his sisters took after their mother and learned the Dathomiri magics, Mirus preferred combat, the outdoors and getting into a situation himself.

Yet, he knew that something was different. They knew that Petra had studied Sith arts. Out of the three children, Mirus was the only one truly curious as to its nature. As he grew older, he asked more and more questions of his grandmother, who grew to loathe him more and more for his inquisitive nature. He wanted to know what the Sith were, which she told him. But she would never, ever, ever reveal any of the secrets that the Sith held. This was not a situation he could abide. He wanted to know those secrets, at any cost-- even trying to sneak into the Library of Scrolls to find something, earning two whole days of torture in the stronghold's dungeons. At the age of twelve this was a big deal. It set in him a burning desire and aspiration of learning those secrets, the secrets to the supposed ultimate power his grandmother wielded.

Finding the Brotherhood

Mirus grew older and yet never forgot his aspiration, training more and more with his father in the combat arts through his teenage years. Indeed, he learned from him the basics of Broken Gate, one of the basic styles of combat commonly found across the Galaxy. At age eighteen Mirus began his studies with a sword, the traditional weapon of the Morte clan, for their most advanced practitioners wielded either lightsabers or Sith Alchemy-forged swords hand-crafted by Petra. His status as a warrior was tested repeatedly by marauders from other clans and Mirus came out victorious, earning a combat commendation from the armies of his Clan in the form of a dragon's fangs tattooed around his eyes, signifying that he was an adept fighter.

As his twenty-fifth birthday approached, Mirus had a choice: he could stay on the planet with his mother, father and sisters, staying in the Dathomiri life with the aspiration of perhaps one day becoming a general of sorts for his Clan. Or, he could risk everything and leave the planet in hopes of finding some trace of the Sith and learning their arts from them. He chose the latter and, despite a complete denial and pleading from his sisters and mother not to leave, he did so on a freighter bringing supplies and slaves to the planet. He was left out in the wide Galaxy, with barely any money, the clothes on his back, a very vague notion that he could control the Force and the need to achieve his one goal.

He stumbled onto the planet of Tatooine, where he ran into a strange sentient; a Kel Dor who seemed to know more about Mirus than he ever told this man. The Kel Dor made Mirus a simple offer; travel with him for some time and he might be able to help him on his quest. Said travelling companion was actually a rogue Dark Jedi from the Brotherhood who liked to help potential new students realise their true calling and offered his assistance freely. Mirus accepted this offer and travelled around the Galaxy, performing various deeds at the behest of his travelling companion, whose name Mirus only knew as Lynx. More than once did they find themselves in trouble with smugglers or pirates, fending them off-- Mirus with his sword and Lynx with a lightsaber of blue. More than once did they have to attack people for their own survival, however, raiding merchant ships and the like just to scrounge for some food and the money they needed for their nomadic lifestyle.

Over the course of two years, Mirus took up the art of Dulon, partially out of the want for improved combat skills but also because Lynx refused to actually teach him anything despite being obviously some kind of Force-user. This frustration helped him hone this art and become proficient in it reasonably quickly. While not a master, it was certainly a start on the right track.

Eventually Mirus and Lynx came across the world of Empress Teta, bathed rich in the history of the Sith and the Krath. It was at this point that Mirus' barrage of questions about the Sith forced Lynx to cave and start telling Mirus about the two. Lynx had sufficiently dragged enough marauders and pirates onto Mirus that he was physically and mentally ready to handle the rigors of the Brotherhood. He told Mirus of the Star Chamber and the Tripartite Path, of Sith, Krath and Obelisk, of Okemi, Tiamat and Ferran - but only in passing mention. He told Mirus that he would have to take a test to prove himself worthy of their powers, of the power of the Sith and the greatness that was the Galaxy's infinite force. Mirus accepted this offer, just as he had done so with Lynx's original offer two years before. It was time to accept his destiny and embrace the darkness.

Soon enough, he was preparing himself for the first step on the path of the Brotherhood: the Test of Lore. Finally, here was his chance: two years of searching and of training and his chance to learn the powers of the Sith had finally arrived.

History - Dark Jedi Brotherhood

From Initiate to Protector

Mirus' acceptance into the Brotherhood came easily, passing his Test of Lore and being sent to the moon of Lyspair over the planet Antei, to the Shadow Academy. At the Shadow Academy it was very clear what Mirus wished to study, applying immediately for the Sith Order and its associated studies. Upon passing his first basic exam, the Academy presented him with the rank of Apprentice and formal assignment to House Taldryan. At this point, Mirus was transferred oout of the Academy and out to Taldryan's headquarters on Karufr, where his training would truly begin. Academy exams could still be taken from his new residence, which he continued to do almost obsessively, attempting to absorb as much of the knowledge as he possibly could, especially that of the Sith. It was staggering and mindblowing, just how much knowledge was available, all of which he tried to absorb as quickly as he could, faring reasonably well in doing so.

This wanton lust for knowledge had Mirus recognised by his House summit. They granted him the rank of Acolyte for his dedication to his studies and granted him the use of a training saber and learning the bare basics of lightsaber combat, Form Zero. He spent a lot of time with the combat instructors, almost spending his time entirely with them for his tenure as an Acolyte while waiting for some of his straggling Academy test results to come through. At this point, Mirus truly began to excel. He found that he was not particularly good at using the Force, though he was learning a wide variety of Force powers - instead, his size, strength and natural bent towards physical activity made him a natural in a variety of combat arts. He polished off his skills in Broken Gate and Dulon that he'd learned as he travelled the Galaxy and put finishing touches on them while he started to learn the basics of a lightsaber.

In fact, his combat progress and prowess was enough that one of his instructors made passing mention to both the Antei Combat Centre and the Grand Master's Royal Guard, both at home on Antei. A trip there would likely not go astray were he to attempt qualifying for them. So saying, Mirus took both of the application tests as soon as he possibly could and found full marks on them. While he could not travel to Antei immediately to begin his training with them, the status of membership was enough for Mirus. He understood the Guard would require advanced training the likes of which he had never seen and the Combat Centre would require a full qualification for its later rounds, but those would be for later. Instead, Mirus remained dedicated to his training and continued practising with his combat and Force instructors, honing his body with harsh training and his mind with continued study. All of this training eventually paid off and Mirus was granted the rank of Protector.

From Protector To The Present

Upon Mirus' promotion to Protector, things began to change as he took a more active role in participating in the House's activities, not just his own studies. Granted the honour of an armory lightsaber, a considerable upgrade from his training saber, Mirus could then say that he had his own real lightsaber - even if it was only a mass-produced one, he had his own weapon. Not only this, but the House summit informed him that his duties and responsibilities, as well as the things he could access, were now far greater.

He immediately received a request from the Summit to re-capture one of the apprentices afflicted by the Horizon plague and bring them back to the House for curing. Mirus had essentially missed the entirety of the actual events surrounding this contagion and was fortunate enough not to be infected by them. However, its lingering malady still affected other Journeymen. Mirus set out to Sarmus, where in its forests he found the rogue Apprentice named Kariss, a Zabrak sniper. In a short yet brutal fight after a discussion of the loyalties of House Taldryan, Mirus defeated Kariss and successfully returned her for her cure.

This attracted the attention of Rian Aslar, the Quaestor of Taldryan. His interest in the Journeyman was so much so that Rian took Mirus on as his Apprentice and their formal training began. Rian, of the Obelisk Order, began to improve Mirus' training regime considerably, discussing many topics at length - battle, home, training. This Master and Apprentice relationship would ultimately be very important to Mirus. In fact, as he began studying under the Obelisk Templar, he realised that he shared more of the traits of the Obelisk than the Sith. He had become a frontal warrior, throwing himself completely into his studies and learning as many combat arts as he could possibly fit into his training regime. As such, he sent a request to transfer from the Sith to the Obelisk Order. In doing so, Mirus' transformation into a true warrior was complete.

DJB Facts

Positions Held

• Member of House Taldryan.
• Member of Grand Master's Royal Guard (First Echelon: I).

Outstanding Achievements

• Joined The Dark Brotherhood.
• Joined the Grand Master's Royal Guard.
• Became apprentice to Rian Aslar.

Trivia

• Mirus is afraid of clowns.