Name: Kawan Madavoan<br/>Sex: Male<br/>Species: Mirialan<br/>Age: 21<br/>Position: Student<br/>School: Korriban<br/><br/>Personality: Kawan is mean-spirited at heart, easily entertained by the misfortune of others.  He is nevertheless a rather pleasant individual, although there is a deep-rooted level of hate seething beneath his calm exterior.  He dislikes lightsabers, only keeping his around "just in case," and carrying a blaster for much the same reason.  In truth, his abilities with the lightsaber have atrophied from disuse.  If questioned about his lack of use of the saber, he is dismissive of it, claiming ability with the Force makes it unnecessary.  If pressed further, he becomes extremely agitated.<br/><br/>Sexuality: Bisexual, female preference.  He makes little time for such things, but his decadent side does demand satisfaction occasionally, especially if he stands to gain by it.<br/><br/>(http://i396.photobucket.com/albums/pp44/lurchdaddy_bucket/Mirialan_Scout_by_artbytravis.jpg)<br/><br/>Character Background: Kawan was born the youngest of a large family, one of the wealthiest in the Mirial system.  He had a childhood typical of boys in his station... An education consisting of academics including history, sciences, and culture, as well as more physical endeavors such as sports and fencing.  He showed an enourmous aptitude for fencing, competing far above his age bracket.  His talent was so remarkable, in fact, that a memeber of the Jedi Order came to his homeworld to consider him for training, however, the child was already too old, as well as spoiled, prideful, and petulant.  It was not until many years later that Kawan came to realize who and what the woman who had sparred with him was, and why she had come.  His family was extremely disappointed in his seeming failure.<br/><br/>As Kawan grew older, he began to find his thrills in going to some of the less reputable areas and carousing under an assumed name.  However, one particular evening when he had a bit too much to drink, he made the mistake of revealing himself in a bar while in the process of picking a fight.  He did carry a very nice vibrosword, but he was woefully unprepared for the blasters that were soon trained on him... A group of pirates had been passing through and could never pass up such a golden opportunity.  They took Kawan away without a struggle and held him for ransom.<br/><br/>His family had very little sympathy for him, as he had steadily become their black sheep, especially to his parents, who had never treated him the same after his rejection by the Jedi.  They refused to negotiate, and Kawan was beaten savagely by the disappointed pirates before being sold into slavery.  The slavers treated him no better, seeing him as a worthless piece of trash, too weak and refined to be of use as a slave.  They forced him to do menial tasks, beat him without mercy, and humiliated him publicly.  It was nearly more than he could bear, but he never broke.  He kept his head up, unceasingly arrogant and insulting towards his masters.  Many thrashings were earned, and several times they actually<em>tried</em>to beat him do death.  He was, however, unbelievably resilient.<br/><br/>The slavers occasionally changed up their trade routes as supply and demand moved elsewhere, and one fateful day they landed on the ruined planet of Korriban to bring servants and slaves to the Sith.  Kawan was brought out and paraded before the potential buyers just as he had been so many times, but this time was different.  He always knew that he stood out among the filthy rabble of the other slaves, but he thought it was merely his bloodline.  On that day, however, he was taken from the lineup without payment, handed a simple bright-red lightsaber, and offered a chance for revenge.  It had been over a year since Kawan had smiled, and at that moment, as the angry red blade flashed to life before his eyes, a sadistic grin grew on his face, and he turned on his old masters, cutting down everyone within striking distance as the Sith behind him watched.<br/><br/>Kawan was not unscathed, however.  He took a pair of intensely painful shots to the abdomen from a blaster pistol, leaving scars that linger even now.  He had grown used to pain with the slavers, and even begun to subconsciously thrive on it, using it to fuel his hate and anger, but it was when he felt the shock from those blaster bolts that his true power finally broke.  The few slavers that had not already been incapacitated were suddenly forced backwards, giving him the brief moment he needed to finish them off.<br/><br/>Kawan was taken into the academy after being freed, and his powers progressed at a fairly impressive pace.  He requested to be directed in advanced lightsaber combat training, and proved more than capable, but his instructors decided that he lacked enough focus to be anything but a danger.  Kawan was not pleased in the slightest.  There was a method to the process, however.  They directed him into focusing on Alter, knowing that his extreme resentment would lead to great things.<br/><br/>His powers in Alter did indeed outpace that of most students, although he was often wild and barely controlled.  His powers include:<br/><br/>-Telekinesis; Kawan can easily lift and move considerable weight, although it takes every bit of his mind.  Fine detail still eludes him.<br/>-Inflicting phantom pain; Kawan's extensive experience with prolonged, regular gang beatings and torture at the hands of the slavers has left him ideally suited to the manipulation of pain in others, although real physical damage is rare.  He has been known to get carried away and contort his target's body as he attempts this however, snapping ligaments and causing lasting bodily harm.  It is not normal, it is not common, and it only happens when he is deeply immersed in his victim's suffering.  This ability grows progressively more difficult on more exotic lifeforms.<br/><br/><br/>The Force<br/>Ranking of Masteries<br/><br/>1st: Alter<br/>2nd: Sense<br/>3rd: Control<br/><br/>Lightsaber: Yes.<br/>Type: Single blade<br/>Colour: Red<br/>Style: Common Sith design