Name: Jersh
Sex: Male
In Game relations: None
Age: 21
Race/Racial characteristics: Human
Appearance: White skinned but with a tanned look. He has a slim but muscular athetlic build do the the harsh training he puts his body through every single day. His eyes are a dark purple. and seem to be soul less if one was to stare into them. Scars cover most of his body, the most notable being across his left eye, though the eye remains completely functional. His hair is kind of long and always messy because he does not bother to comb it.
Personality: Jersh is a quiet person who likes to keep to himself and unconsiously rebuff any attempts of people who approach him. He does not try to be rude, but he often comes of that way. He seems to have a strong sense of justice, and acts based upon it, no matter the consequences. He is the first person to charge into the enemy line to attempt to shatter their ranks, some may see it as sheer stupidity, but it has worked for him in the past
Profession: A recently arrived student to the Academy, however... he seems a tad different than the other anxious students clamoring to be trained by Luke Skywalker and his other students.
Skills: He is excellent in Melee combat, but his force abilities are limited to only a select few powers. He is almost completely combat oriented and can do little to sway the minds of others such as controlling anothers mind.
History:
Jersh's earliest memory was being left to die on the steps of an orphanage in the slums of Correlia. Apparently he was taken in by the orphanage, for before he knew it, he was cleaning the entirety of the run-down building. He was little better off than a slave, used for work since he could even speak... The elder children of the orphanage took it upon themselves to make his life hell with constant beatings to show how superior they were.... and that they ruled over his life.
As he grew older, he decided after one particularly brutal beating, that he would become strong...... strong enough to defend himself...... strong enough to get revenge. He studied the books at the public library for every martial style available and practiced them until he collapsed on the bare ground outside, unable to move for pushing past the limits of his body. The scars covering his body grew in number, both from his harsh training and from taking the repeated beatings to toughen himself, physically and emotionally to show no pain.
He somehow made it off the planet and travelled the galaxy.....working from job to job to make it by until finally he somehow ended up on Yavin 4......
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