[Approved] Meraxa Delwas

[jonny]

Name: Cortan Lightbringer
Nickname: Meraxa Delwas
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Homeworld: Corellia

Alignment: Jedi Exile, Neutral Good

Description:
-Hair Color Brown
-Weight 79kg
-Type of build Athletic
-Facial hair, eye color, etc Brown eyes, and has slightly spiked up hair
-Clothing: A brown jacket, on top of a black shirt. His jacket and trousers have a great number of pockets.
-Markings/Scars: Lightsaber wound on the right side of his body
-Anything else of importance: His pockets are loaded with a wide range of objects, varying from grenades to bits of fruit, and to other odd bits and pieces.

Personality:
-Likes/Dislikes: Likes getting paid a healthy sum of money, flying, amazing technology, and amazing places. The image of innocent and happy people makes him happy also. Thus it should be obvious that being cheated of his hard earned cash, being grounded, being given fake goods, ruined landscapes, and the harming of innocents are things he hates.
-Social/Unsocial: Varies from situation to situation, and person to person. He could be as chatty as can possibly be, and equally solemn. Just depends.
-View on Life/others: Meraxa accepts the idea that all life ends, but makes an effort to try and prolong it, as long as it doesn't break his moral code. In regards to killing, for him, its a last resort. The reason being, that whilst some people really did deserve it, he fears he would become no better than them if he ends their lives, and killing brings up bad memories.
-Beliefs: Meraxa is agnostic in terms of religion, unsure if there truly is an almighty being, or life was just random coincidence. He believes that life is something that is meant to be preserved as long as possible, but not at the cost of others.
-Opinion on other factions: Meraxa would rather prefer to steer clear of the Jedi order, and whilst does not believe the majority of Jedi to be bad people, thinks that the council can be too oblivious and/or thick headed for their own good. The sith on the other hand, are a true menace that the galaxy should have been allowed to forget a long time ago. The hutts are similar, though instead of being an army of dark force users, they're (almost literal) slimeballs that show no regard for others.
-Emotional traits: Meraxa is hard to pin down, as his emotions can change rapidly if certain buttons are pushed. He clams up whenever he sees an image of his old master though, often dropping to the floor, repeating, "I'm sorry."
-Anything else of importance: A good number of nights, he has nightmares of the day he killed his master, which make it hard to sleep.

History: Cortan was born on Corellia in 35 ABY, the same year of the construction of the new Jedi Temple. He grew up in his father's tutelage, learning how to fly small fighter craft from a young age. He wanted to be like his heroes, the legendary pilot Wedge Antilles, and the even more legendary Jedi Grand Master Luke Skywalker. Strangely enough, the boy kind of got his wish. The jedi had established a training enclave on the planet afte the Yuuzhan Vong war, and in it, the local master could feel something calling to him. One day, after much searching, he ended up on the Lightbringer's land.

The Jedi introduced himself to the family as Corran Horn, and explained how he had searched, feeling a force sensitive in the area. At first, he assumed it to be Mr Lightbringer himself, but found that when he concentrated, he could feel the force sensitive above him. He asked if a member of the family was out flying, and the father responded with, "Yes, our son." Corran made another wrong assumption, commenting on how they must have had the boy very young, given the sort of age you'd expect. It of course shocked him to find that the boy was little more than four years old. That confirmed it then, because even with a droid helping him, only a force sensitive would be able to have the reactions to pull off such a thing at so young a age. Corran asked if he could be allowed to have the boy train in the Jedi Enclave, and was thankful that this what Cortan had been waiting for all his short life.

And in all honesty, had he only picked up on the boy later, Cortan would most likely have never had his chance to be a Jedi. Because one year after Cortan became a student in the enclave, the planet of Corellia, and four other worlds, declared their independence from the Galactic Alliance. The enclave went into lockdown, as Jedi were outlawed on the planet. Thankfully, Grand Master Skywalker arrived, enabling Cortan and the four other students to get offworld. They journeyed to the Ossus Academy, though this proved a mistake. The padawans were effectively held hostage by the Galactic Alliance, which was now under the command of Jacen Solo, one Darth Caedus. After Caedus' downfall, the padawans were moved to the Shedu Maad base.

It was here that Cortan met the one he would call 'Master' for years to come. When he was nine years old, Cortan one day lashed out at his fellow padawans, consumed by a rage that was clearly not his own. He may have very well severely harmed someone, had it not been for the intervention of Jedi Knight Haman Khan. Haman used her command of the force to remove the foreign influence, leaving the young boy thankful. Despite asking her several times, she refused to take him as her padawan, believing she really wasn't ready for that kind of thing. When the rage returned however, she realised that unless she kept an eye on him, things could get real messy.

Eventually tired of nearly killing the people he cared about, Cortan asked Haman if they possibly find the source of this influence, and remove once and for all. Haman agreed, finding the source of this rage an intriguing mystery. The two travelled for three years, trying to find leads and possible answers. Their search eventually led them back to Cortan's homeworld - Corellia. Thankfully, the ban on Jedi had been lifted, so it was possible for them to land on the world without using some form of illegal transport. When there, they travelled the planet's globe, eventually coming to the one place even more ironic than the source being on the planet itself - Cortan's home.

And it was not a good day to be home either. Cortan and Haman ventured into the main household, finding the corpses of both of Cortan's parents. At first, Cortan believed that some kind of wild animal must have attack, given the bite marks across his mother's body. Unfortunately, Haman had to go and deliver the bitter truth to him. Whatever had latched onto Cortan, frustrated at Haman's repeated intervention, instead reached out to its other viable link - his father. At least, having killed his wife, Cortan's father found the will power to kill himself, thus preventing the influence from using him further.

Using her force abilities, Haman was able to lift up the top soil of the Lightbringer's land, revealing the entrance to a tomb. A sith tomb. Haman ordered her padawan not to follow, as she ventured in, to destroy the tomb, and hopefully find a way to cut off the connection between her padawan and the sith spirit that only now, had been realised as having influenced Cortan since his childhood, possibly being the thing that awoke his abilties in the force. Eventually, as he waited, Cortan began to feel incredibly weary, before collapsing just as his master emerged from the tomb.

He later awoke to find himself in a Corellian inn. Haman had booked it for two nights stay, to allow Cortan to rest and recover from the experience, as well as see if there were any lingering side effects. That proved to be true, though not for Cortan. As he slept during the second night, the familiar sound of an igniting lightsaber awoke him. He looked in the direction of where the sound was coming from, before realising that it was from the room his master was sleeping in. He barely leapt off the bed in time to avoid his master's strike, grabbing his lightsaber as he did so. He defended himself, using what he'd learnt to avoid being killed by the person far more skilled than him.

At first, he thought it was merely the same burst of rage he always had. But as the battle raged, going from the inn to rooftop to rooftop, Cortan realised it was much more than that. Haman's fighting style was totally different, but far more controlled than his bursts of rage had ever been. The answer was painful to bear, but an obvious one. She had become possessed by the sith lord that had been long buried under his home, and due to his lacking abilities in the force, there was no way to free her. His best chance was to kill her, and hope that the lack of things tying the spirit down to the living plain would remove its threat forever.

But there in lied the problem: He, the still in training padawan who only just had enough skill in his lightsaber to avoid being cut to ribbons, and had yet to begin properly using the force, had to defeat her, a Jedi knight who was currently possessed by a long dead sith lord. This was probably what the spirit had planned from the beginning. It had affected this boy from afar, having built up a connection years before, knowing the child's love of the Jedi would bring him to them. From there, all it would take was to get a full blown Jedi to come, worried about the fate of their padawan, and bam, the Sith was free to cause chaos. Obviously, a master must've been too much for the spirit to possess, hence why Horn didn't get possessed first. Proximity may have also been an issue for full possession. Cortan wasn't completely sure, having to figure out exactly what was what as he went along.

Eventually though, Cortan began to tire, eventually stumbling to his knees. The sith took its chance, and leapt at the boy to stab him. Cortan summoned the energy to avoid it, but not fast enough to avoid the right side of his body being burnt by the saber. It was his screams of pain, that may have very well saved his life. For when Cortan screamed, the sith suddenly stopped moving, the body it now inhabited refusing to obey, Haman still in there, struggling. Desperate to survive, and without any other options, Cortan stabbed forward with his own saber, dealing the killing blow.

He spent the next hour crying over his master's corpse, repeatedly saying how sorry he was. In time, he mustered the emotional and physical strength to gather his things (and Haman's) from the inn, then returning to his master's side. Among his master's possessions, was what appeared to be some kind of emergency transponder. Activating it, Cortan waited several dozens of hours, before three Jedi Knights arrived, to bring back Haman's corpse for a proper burial. And to bring Cortan to his trial.

Yes, it appeared that the council had deemed Cortan's act of self defense, as a criminal offense. They believed he was the one who had been possessed by the sith spirit, otherwise his killing of his master was completely unbelieveable. But they believed he also accepted the spirit's influence, hence why he was still in control. Cortan was brought before whatever masters were on Coruscant at the time, the twelve year old forced to defend himself before a court that largely believed itself infallible. Whilst some Knights did offer to defend him, having known him through Haman, they were all overruled by the council. Cortan had committed too grave a crime (in their eyes) to be simply exiled, and it was judged that he be executed, in particular by both his master's, and his own lightsaber. They took him a platform high above the ones for landing craft, council members and other Jedi watching from other such platforms. The gaps between them meant noone could leap in and save the boy, even if they wanted to.

It was also what gave Cortan his chance. Just as both sabers were swung to behead him, Cortan headbutted the executioner, the sabers falling from his hands. Cortan then grabbed his master's saber, and used it to free himself. The council members did not attempt to stop him, believing he was commiting suicide when he leapt off the platform. Instead, he landed on the platform, hard. He stole the very fighter that was on the platform, an T-65XJ X-wing starfighter, using it to make his escape from the planet, his wounds thankfully healing due to the one thing he'd gotten himself to be able to pull off - Force Affinity. The defense forces didn't even realise it was stolen, and when the council informed them that it was, the vessel had already jumped to hyperspace.

Cortan sold it off however, as he knew that kind of thing would be easy to track. He used the credits from it to buy a much more inconspicuous vessel - a Z-95t, modified to allow an astromech droid to be fitted into the ship's system, like more advanced starfighters, though the droid was not exposed, which probably gave it more protection. In Cortan's case, this was an R5 unit. It also came with extra cargo space. Unfortunately, in his first trip, it turned out the hyperdrive had a slight defect, leading to a large amount of shaking instead of faster than light speeds. This unfortunately lead to the breaking of his master's lightsaber, making it a useless piece save for its sentimentality.

Three years have passed, and having fixed the hyperdrive, Cortan has gone under the name of Meraxa Delwas for several years now. Running a small scale transport business (though occasionally taking other jobs), he tries to keep himself going, whilst eluding people who would seek fit to capture/kill him.

Weapon:DL-18 blaster
Vibroblade with Cortosis weave

Force Powers(if Force sensitive): None

Vehicle/Ship:(optional)
-Picture of the Ship: http://www.eawpr.net/units/fighters/z-95_headhunter.jpg
-Ship name: Shadow Fox
-Type of ship: Modified Z-95t Headhunter
-Weapons(if any): Linked Triple Blasters (2), Concussion Missile Launchers (2)
-Size: 11.8 meters
-Capacity: 1, though you could shove another in the cargo space
-Crew(if any): 1
-Size of Crew: 1 + an R5 astromech
-Capability of ship: Maximum Speed - 1150km/h
Hyperdrive Rating - 3
Navicomputer - 2 Jump memory
Cargo Capacity - 115kg
Consumables - 2 days
-Any other detail of importance about your personal craft: Recent technological innovations have made it possible to remove pieces of ouddated circuitry, allowing for more cargo space, as well as a place to fit an astromech droid.


Lightsaber Form: Form I: Shii-Cho
Force Form: Force Affinity

[Zeon705]

I like it, hopefully you can train and get some Jedi stuff done lol.

I approve, one more mod needs to approve now.

[Lao]

Approved.

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