[BCOLOR=#000000]Name: Evris Duskborn[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Age: 23[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Sex: Male[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Appearance:[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Evris has short, blond hair which is kept spiked up. His face is young, his skin is smooth and nearly as white as snow. He has piercing blue eyes. His ears are compound, resembling two sets of pointed elf ears set within each other. He is humanoid and stands roughly 5'7" He prefers to dress in black, as it is associated with the safety of cavern shadows. His attire is somewhat roguish. His arms and sides are clad a skin tight weave of materials, that create many discreet pocket layers. His chest sports a protective arrangement of combat plates. His legs are clad in leather-like combat pants, with black polished blast plates over his knees and shins. On his back hangs a cape, which quickly converts into a hooded cloak when Evris needs to disappear in plain sight. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Personality:[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Evris is quiet, and contemplative. He knows how to smile, laugh, and tell jokes, but he feels uncomfortable at the thought of it. He listens well, and observes closely, despite masking it behind seemingly inattentive 100-yard stares. He is deceivingly empathic and struggles to keep a compulsive hero complex in check through logic and discipline. He feels like something horrible is happening, constantly. He doesn't understand why. His only solace from his anxiety arrives when he emerges himself in the force.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]History:[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Everis was originally from the war-torn planet of Makrozna. The planet was garden world wrapped and twisted by primordial waves of the force. The planetary biomes are often interrupted by vast swatches of jagged canyonlands, darker than the void above. In these lands there were once countless force sensitive crystals, which caused the world to exchanged hands between Jedi and Sith many times, even before the appearance of force sabers.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Over seven hundred years ago, a Jedi named Arothis came to Makrozna to put an end to the feud over this otherwise inconsequential world. He secluded himself within the caves where the Makrozna crystals grew. These caves wound through the planet surface and even delved deep to reach for the core. Arothis attuned himself to the energy of the crystals until every last vein became saturated with his presence. It was then that he channeled a tide of self-destructive energy through the crystals. The crystals carried his energy and amplified it, erupting into a flurry of explosions that ripped their way through the planet's structure. This act costs Arothis his life, and his legacy.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]If it weren't for the deep oceans of molten magma, you would be able to see Makrozna's core from certain orbital locations. While you are up there, you could take in the view of the planet slowly dying over the course of a thousand years. Many have come to do just that, since the exposed core made resource mining highly efficient. You can always find some mining conglomerations fleet in orbit, but no one lives on Makrozna anymore, not by choice. All that are left, are the most unfortunate wretches too poor or hated to book passage offworld. So it was very surprising, when a Jedi arrived 15 years ago.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]The Jedi Master Zan-ryl wore a necklace that entangled a Makrozna Crystal. She said it had called to her from beyond the stars. She told this to a young Makroznan boy, the last force sensitive being the world would ever produce, according to her. When Evris heard her explain this, he was blinded by her presence. She was the brightest person to ever set foot inside the broken hovel where Evris and his parents lived. She walked with him through the broken caves of Makrozna, filling his head with dreams of justice and prosperity for all. Evris still remembers the way her face paled in the middle of explaining the wondrous opportunity awaiting him. He remembers how unbelievably fast her legs moved as she fled back towards the hovel. The way she collapsed upon looking inside, and the tears streaming down the Jedi's face. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]The disturbance wasn't felt until there was nothing left to do. It was the will of the force. The will of desperate parents, who knew their son would never abandon them, and that they could never leave.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Evris never understood why such terrible things happened. Neither could Zan-ryl, it seemed, as she left the order not long after delivering Evris to the Jedi temple. Thankfully the order decided to accept Evris, and offer him a life among the Jedi.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Fighting style:[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=#000000]Evris prefers to dispatch opponents through a combination of misdirection and calculated attacks. He often starts engagements wielding a single weapon, testing his enemies defenses, while focusing on his own. He then retrieves a second blade and aggressively drives his attacks to exploit any perceived weaknesses in technique. [/BCOLOR]
