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Post by Joriv Aneri Génnesar on Jun 21, 2006 7:54:00 GMT -5
*Joriv Aneri Génnesar* Real Name: Joriv Aneri Génnesar Species: Whil Planet of origin: Ossus Height: 5’7" Weight: 160 lbs. Birth: 2500years BBY (before battle of Yavin) Eyes: Hazel Green Hair: Silver Blond – Long below Shoulders Gender: Male Home Planet: Annoo Sabre Color: Solar Green Skill level: Jedi Master Trained By: Rod-Wan Déattrod
Atire: Grey tan under shirt., cream-tan shellspider silk sleeved Robe, Black shellspider silk/linen blended tabards reaching just above knees with tan pipeing. Brown pants with black side paneling, tan boots with chromium striping and buckles.
. Brief background: Born in the year 2036 (BBY) Joriv Aneri Génnesar is one of the most complex Jedi of his time. Whil are beloved to be immortal. He served on the Old Republic Jedi council for over 2000 years BBY. He is over 2000 years old and has trained hundreds of Jedi. It is also rumored he was Master to Yoda. After the attack on the Jedi temple, Shaak Ti (the last know Jedi to be trained by Joriv) found him and encouraged him to come out of seclusion to help save what was left of the now scattered Jedi. Little is known about what they did but rumor has it he faced Vader and beet him and even let Vader live. He is believed to have been on Alderan when it was destroyed by the Empire.
Haruun Kal – “above the clouds” in the language of its natives – was the homeworld of the famed Jedi Master Mace Windu. The first and only habitable world in the Al'har system, Haruun Kal appeared to be an oceanic world from space. However, this “ocean” was, in fact, a sea of toxic gases brought to the surface by volcanic activity, broken by mountains and plateaus. Only the landmasses which reached into the atmosphere could support life, and thus it was high in these mountains and plateaus where native life evolved. The native human population seems to have evolved from Jedi that were forced to land on the planet several millennia ago. Though habitable, the world is hardly welcoming. The few landmasses that jut from the low clouds are covered with hostile jungle. The dense foliage is thick with disease-carrying insects, parasites, and persistent fungi capable of crippling machinery and people alike. Nonetheless, people came to Haruun Kal. The indigents are the Korunnai; it is uncertain how these humans came to call the jungles of Haruun Kal home. The Jedi Council had studied the Korun tribes, extrapolating that the tribes were perhaps the descendents of a crashed Jedi spacecraft. This theory helped answer a peculiar mystery...all the Korun could touch the Force. They needed to, really; the jungle was so hostile, that a being not able to sense the dangers of the dark would surely perish. The Korun developed a respect for the jungle; the harsh ecology factored into their culture and definitions of justice. They developed a nomadic, tribal government, staying alive by following the traveling herds of grassers through the jungle, protected by their Force-bonded akk dogs. Offworlders came to Haruun Kal for the lucrative secrets to be hacked from the jungle. Spice and exotic woods commanded attractive prices on the galactic market, and Haruun Kal is the sole source of the galaxy's thyssel bark, portaak leaf, jinsol, tyruun, and lammas wood. The outlanders came to the jungles seeking fortune; what they found, quite often, was death. The jungle prospectors – “jups,” as they were called – encroached into the Korun grounds, and hostilities followed. The Korun grew to hate the offworlders, or “Balawai,” and grew to be hated in turn. Pelek Baw, the only Balawai settlement of real permanence, became the sole government on Haruun Kal. At the start of the Clone Wars, the Balawai government sided with the Confederacy of Independent Systems as a means of dodging a Republic investigation into the treatment of the Korunnai natives. The Confederacy would arm the Balawai militia in exchange for use of their spaceport at Pelek Baw. The jups became an extension of that militia, serving as irregulars, carrying bloodshed deeper into the jungles. The Republic wanted to hold onto Haruun Kal. The planet's strategic placement on the Gervarno Loop made it too valuable to lose. But troops were scarce in the growing war, so the Jedi Council dispatched a single Jedi to train the Korun natives as anti-government partisans. Jedi Master and former padawan to Mace Windu, Depa Billaba came to lead the Upland Liberation Front in the war against the Balawai. She was forever scarred by the experience. The war on Haruun Kal was messy and personal. Years of bloodshed and hostility between the Korunnai and the Balawai led to gruesome massacres of civilians and non-combatants on both sides. The Force-strong Korun fought without restraint, lashing out with vengeance and bloodlust forbidden by the Jedi Code. Depa learned that the strict rules of Coruscant collapsed when faced with the chaos of a jungle war. She too turned her back on the Code, and fell to the darkness of the battlefield. Disturbing accounts that Billaba was behind the slaughter of civilians brought Mace Windu back to Haruun Kal, his homeworld. In his trek to find Billaba and bring her back to Coruscant, Mace received an unsettlingly close look at the grim realities of war. He tried to stay true to the Jedi Code, though he felt the temptation of abandon, of letting go, and slipping into the rage and insanity of warfare. Testament to his resolve as a Jedi Master, Mace emerged from Haruun Kal true to the Code, though he would be troubled by the questions raised by that jungle war for the remainder of his days....
It was on this world, scarred by violence and marked by bloodshed, that Larwi B’nu grew up.
It is thought that Larwi’s calm demeanor and emotional detachment are a direct result of his having grown up surrounded by violence, rage, and bloodshed. He made his way offworld as quickly as possible at the ripe age of 11. While some saw him as being too old to learn the ways of the Jedi, it was none other than the venerable Kit Fisto who suggested his training to commence. While the famed, smiling Nautolan was not, in fact, the one to train Larwi, B’nu, nonetheless always held Fisto in high regard.
“A smiling Jedi; how can you not like him?” - Larwi B’nu
Some misinterpret Larwi’s emotional detachment as thinly-veiled contempt or cold heartedness. This is not the case. In fact, B’nu is one of the happiest Jedi to ever attain the rank of “Knight.” In fact, he was the most emotionally stable member of Ghôsh B’nu, his “family,” as it were. The rest of his tribe fell victim to Kar Vastor and his infamous akk dogs and vibroshields. While his tribe professed to be loyal members of the Upland Liberation Front on Haruun Kal, during a “test” of said loyalty wherein Vastor asked Lon B’nu, elder patriarch of the ghôsh to shoot him; Lon refused, and his ghôsh then became the target of Vastor’s anger. Larwi escaped on an offworlder ship, and lived among the Balawai for a year before being brought to Coruscant, where his natural attunement with pelekotan – the Force in the Korun native tongue – attracted the attention of the Council.
Larwi has learned to push away into the oblivion of his subconscious mind everything about his homeworld, which he has learned to despise. Only two things remain to serve as reminders of his violent upbringing. First, his name, and, second, his ear jewelry, which he has refused to take off. While he hated everything about his childhood and homeworld, he does not wish to be completely detached from it or anything else. Otherwise, if his heart truly is that cold, there’s no point in saying that he’s “alive,” now is there?
Larwi soon was given a Delta-7 Aethersprite-class Jedi starfighter and R3-series astromech droid; both were lost during the Jedi Purge.
“I survived Order 66.” - Cor-Al Gelkar
Fleeing Coruscant during the Jedi Purge once Order 66 was given, Larwi managed to survive by skipping from system to system, never abandoning his Jedi garb – even if it was rolled up in a rucksack he carried across his shoulders – his lightsaber, or the Code. He did, however, show an unusual amount of brutality when dealing with those who would corner him or back him into a corner. Once, on Corellia, he was surrounded by six stormtroopers in a hangar bay. From various reports of the incidents, it has been confirmed that he was able to manifest Force Lightning in a horrific display, and utilize his Force Push and telekinetic powers in a manner that left four troopers dead and two in critical care.
“The smell of ozone filled the hangar for hours afterwards….” - Unknown
On Corellia, Larwi managed to procure an Eta-2 Actis-class Jedi starfighter and hyperspace docking collar. Upon further investigation, B’nu realized that the R3 unit that came hardwired into the Actis featured a wonderful new tracking device, allowing the Twi’lek who sold it to him to – hopefully – collect the bounty by turning him over to Darth Vader’s 501st, who now bore a personal grudge against the Jedi Knight for killing four of their own and wounding two. Larwi eventually made it to Mon Gazza, a dusty, red, poverty-stricken planet where the only amusement to be found was podracing.
Although eventually outlawed by the Galactic Empire, podracing was still very popular at the time of the Jedi Purge. Larwi, taking the name “Micha Lightrider,” used this – and his ability to gently manipulate weak minds – to his advantage, and set himself up as a junk dealer and podracer, both of which he excelled at, on Mon Gazza, going so far as to throw a tarp over his thinly-disguised Jedi starfighter and keep his R3 unit – “Kit,” whom he modified to include a pair of short-range cannons that fired superheated, corrosive fumes – in the back of the shop, trained to “play dead” and blend in with the rest of the shop’s wares as a wrecked and battered but totally non-functional droid.
Kit was also a marvel of haphazard engineering and blended components. Named in honor of his fallen comrade, the one being on the Jedi Council who stood up for him, Kit featured the angular dome of an R5 astromech droid, and was painted in various shades of earth tones. Larwi said the little droid was a faithful and subconscious reminder of his light-side of the Force, Jedi training. With an overall crème-colored body and brown trim – with khaki and brass highlights – Kit featured an impressive array of upgrades, including a vocoder translation unit worn on Larwi’s wrist, an impressive sensor suite that could track at a range of 500 miles, and the aforementioned cannons which fired superheated, corrosive fumes.
“Sure, the Sith, with their black leather and wicked face painting, get invited to all the cool parties, but we Jedi tend to live longer.” - Larwi B’nu
Being in the Outer Rim, news of the fall of the Empire took a long time to reach the ears of Mon Gazza’s resident Jedi in hiding. However, once it did, Larwi gave up his podracing ways, and traded his junk shop in for a much-needed hyperspace docking collar. Using the hyperspace collar, Larwi and Kit returned to Coruscant. The Jedi Academy had not yet been established by famed Rebellion hero Luke Skywalker, but Larwi knew he could at least reside once more in the Core System without having to fear for his life. He took up a job, retaining his fabricated identity of “Micha Lightrider,” at a hospital facility on the sprawling, hyper-urban planet, still wanting to do nothing more than help people, even if its merely in the capacity of data entry and insurance verification....
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