Thibideau
April 14th, 2005, 10:23 PM
An Expanded Universe: The Jedi-Sith Conflicts
~The Bio's~
Screen name: Thibideau
Character 1: Aiden Thibideau
Class: Jedi
Weapon(s): 2 Single hilt Orange Lightsabers
Age: 20
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: +2(Light side)
Bio: One Brother from a set of fraternal twins. They were brought to the Jedi academy at the age of four when they were both discovered to have connections to the force. This occured while a current Jedi master was travelling through a mining colony on Shownar. Although the twins know little of their parents, they do know they were poor miners from a mining colony.
The Jedi Master, who was only a Knight at the time, offered to train the two young padawans. Through time Aiden and his brother learned of the force and their abilities to use it. Of the two brothers Aiden fairs better in his force feats then in his combat training but even at that is not poorly trained in any means. He has dark brown eyes, and black hair. Both he and his brother were given one gift from their homeworld which were a Large Orange and a Large Blue crystal, which they had placed into their lightsabers
Character 2: Cameron Thibideau
Class: Jedi
Weapon(s): 2 Single hilt Blue Lightsabers
Age: 20
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: +3(Light side)
Bio: One Brother from a set of fraternal twins. They were brought to the Jedi academy at the age of four when they were both discovered to have connections to the force. This occured while a current Jedi master was travelling through a mining colony on Shownar. Although the twins know little of their parents, they do know they were poor miners from a mining colony.
The Jedi Master, who was only a Knight at the time, offered to train the two young padawans. Cameron and his brother both learned to use the force under the tutelage of Master Makin Shallede. Using the blue crystal from his home world, Cameron now weilds two Single hilt Blue lightsabers. Cameron Has brown hair and green eye which differ much from his brother, however still share many other features that distinguish them as siblings. Of the two brothers Cameron was always better in his combat training then in the force but he is still quite capable with the force.
Both Cameron and Aiden share a strange force bond with one another which many of the Jedi council have warned of. Many twin jedi in the past have often suffered horrible fates such as one twin turning to the darkside or worse both of them. Despite some of the Councils disgressions, the Council could not turn away two young Padawans, but it to this day yeilds great discussions among the council.
Screen name: Dragoon Taryn
Character: Ellyria
Class: Mercenary
Weapon(s): Blaster pistol
Age: 27
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: 0
Bio: Ellyria's parents died when she was 12, and she lived on her own in her battle cruiser, Fantastica. A self-trained mercenary, she does not get along with others, and many see her personality and cold and emotionless (unless she gets mad). However, she is a very skilled fighter and very dependable... as long as the price is right.
Screen name- Meathos
Character- Meathos Alregdia
Class- Jedi
Weapon- Single hilt blue lightsaber
Age- 28
Race- Mandalorian
Light/Dark side points- +1(Light side)
Bio- Meathos Alregdia, although that is not his true name, was taken from the elements as an infant. His Master, Jedi Master Kronos Alregdia, found him on a disabled freighter outside of the Kashyyyk system. Believed to be of Mandalorian origin for his attitude, love of battle, and strange scar that was purposely inflicted upon his lower back, that resembled the mark of a famous bounty hunter in the days of the Empire.
Meathos was adopted by Kronos, who had witnissed the child use the Force on the freighter to shield himself from an exhaust hose that had been severed in the attack upon the ship. Meathos accelled in melee combat, but still retained his strong attachment to the Force...
At the age of seventeen, Meathos had been dispatched with Kronos to investigate some reports of Force-users slaughtering innocent people on a Outer-Rim world... When they arrived, the two Jedi found themselves against overwhealming odds, yet managed to go unnoticed for a short time.
The day after their arrival, they were attacked while in mid-sentance during a conversation that related to the possibility of the Council sending reinforcements to the small planet... Meathos cut down one Sith Apprentice before he was forced to flee. His Master was long-dead before he made the decision, however. Kronos had lost his head against two of the three Sith.
On his way back to his transport, Meathos was again ambushed. With the thought of his dead Master, and adopted father stil fresh in his mind, Meathos took his first of many steps towards darkness. His anger blinded him from the concequences, his mind was fixes on killing every Sith on the planet.
Blood bubbled on the energy beam that he called his weapon, and a head rolled. Soon, Meathos had two lightsabers, and he cut another enemy down with their kin's weapon...
He was booted to the ground, and lost his lightsaber to the depths of a cavern seconds later. However, he brought up his fallen enemy's lightsaber, and managed to kill the last of his ambushers, who were all too ambitious, and it cost them their Aprrenticeship, and their lives.
Meathos returned to Courscant, weilding his master's blue lightsaber, for his silver one was left in the dark cavern. He was questioned, and threatened by the Council, who advised him to control his anger, or he would surely end his life sooner than later, for he nearly had in that one conflict. His left arm was injured, as was his left leg... Adrenaline caused the pain to arrive late.
11 years later, Meathos is still in the Order, and a rather respected member. He hasn't seen much action since his last ordeal, but he is patiently waiting his chance to lead an army of the New Republic into battle against the Sith...
Screen name: blitz!
Character: Damien Xero
Class: Jedi
Weapon(s): Single hilt silver lightsaber
Age: 24
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: +3(Light side)
Bio: Growing up on Nar Shadda, he led the life of a refugee. But at a very young age he was able to grasp a weak harness on the Force. With that, it helped him steal food and other things that he either wanted or needed to survive. While a Jedi was there to settle a minor government dispute. While the Jedi was there, he was walking along one of the refugee sectors handing out spare credits and food. As the Jedi walked by, Damien grabbed his credits with the Force and tried to run. The Jedi just laughed and picked Damien up with a greater power over the Force and took his money back. Damien expected to be punished but instead he got a proposition from him; to go train and become one of the galaxies' elite; A Jedi. Ever since he has been training with the Jedi on the Republic Capital... and to this day he still aims to hone his skill to his best potential.
Screen name: Arca Jeth.
Character: Zeric Darksky.
Class: Bounty Hunter
Weapon(s): Vibroaxe (2h polearm)/hotshot modified holdout blaster
Age: mid-to-late 20's.
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: -1(Dark side)
Bio:
"Everything comes at a price. It's the unwriten rule of the universe. As a Bounty Hunter, I've learned, and I've enforced that rule.
I was born on Coruscant. Not in the high-rise appartments, but in the slums, the areas where only unwanted aliens and fugitives dwell. It wasn't my dream to hunt for a living; it was something I grew to love.
I've been on the run from the Empire, and I've been in trouble with the Rebelion. Even the Bounty Hunter's Guild has issues with me. I'm in trouble with every major faction in the Core Worlds and the Corellian Sector.
Years of fighting and hunting have left me in prime physical condition, and with a great understanding of polearm weapons of all types. It's a knowledge that comes at a price though. I'm unwelcome wherever I go.
I work primarily for Durga the Hutt, as a personal Bounty Hunter and occaisionaly a body guard. I loathe the Hutts, but I find their ruthless business practices particularly effective and always entertaining. One can learn much from the Hutts.
Many people I've killed have mistakenly called me a Jedi before they died. I wonder just how powerful the Force really is, if the dying regard me as a Jedi. Surely they can't be the ultimate power in the universe. I've seen the universe. I've fought the universe. Greed is the only power in the universe. A power I must bow to."
RP name: Arca Jeth
Race: Human
Class: Jedi Master
Weapons: Deep purple single-hilt saber.
Light/Darkside points: 0(Grey)
Bio/addt'nl info: Arca is tall, with long silver hair. He wears black robes, with silver and emerald trim. He is a master at manipulating energy through the Force, although he cannot move objects or levitate hisself. His lightsaber is unique, as the focus/color cyrstals are no longer found, and have been passed down through generations of his family.
Screen name: RPGoddess
Character: Ryn Li'eda
Class: Civilian (Slave)
Weapon(s): Whip (for now)
Age: 15
Race: Twi'Lek
Light/Dark side points: +1(Light side)
Bio: At a young age, Ryn was slaved off to a Salvager in the busy port city of Mos Eisley on Tatooine. For most of her life she knew hard labour and lots of abuse. Her master, an Abyssin, lives out the nature of his Byss natives as a violent creature. Though his body can regenerate and preserve lots of water, very little is spared to his slaves. One of Ryn’s many jobs is to fetch water for him. It is one of the few times she can get a drink, and get away for a short time. She hasn’t known respect for any intelligent species since leaving her homeworld, as Tatooine is a criminal planet full of no-goods. Though, outside the city limits, her small connection to the Force has her appreciate the wildlife that she comes across.
Screen name: Nairb
Character: Nairb Darkmoon
Class: Bounty Hunter
Weapon(s): Bowcaster(s?)
Age: 23
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points:0
Bio: Just a normal bounty hunter with a dark seedy backstory...ok, you got me. It's late. I'll finish this part tomorrow
Screen name: X
Character: X
Class: Galactic Drifter
Weapon(s): Silver Single Hilt Lightsaber
Age: 25
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: -1(Darkside)
Bio: X could have been a Master. He was an elite Jedi, followed all the rules, and advanced through the system quickly. As a Knight, however, it all ended for him. He fought against a Sith, and in five minutes, was knocked unconscious. Instead of killing the weak and downed Jedi, the Sith left him there. Once he regained consciousness, X constantly brooded about the duel. That duel had changed things. He lost favor with the senior Jedi when he unnecessarily killed a man, and has went on a slide. He now wanders throughout the galaxy, scouting out Sith, to help the Jedi, and to get his revenge.
Screen name: Dark Raven
Character: Moradon Secura
Class: Padawan
Weapon(s): Single Hilt Violet Lightsaber
Age: 14
Race: Twi’lik
Appearance: Black Skin, Red eyes, 5’2”, wears typical Padawan clothing.
Light/Dark side points: -2(Darkside)
Bio: Moradon lost his mother, who died during a battle on Ryloth, at the age of 4 and was found in the charred remains of his house by a Jedi Master who took him in as a Padawan. Moradon was, and still is, known for his fierce temper which usually gets him in trouble with his Master. Moradon is skilled with a Lightsaber and is a quick learner, though he has trouble with certain tasks and is easily annoyed when he doesn’t get something right. He has asked his Master if he could visit Ryloth all the time and has been told, every time he asks, that they will visit it when he gets older, which always gets him mad.
Screen Name: Tanthalas
Character Name: Danoga Starcleaver
Race: Human
Age: 27
Class: Bounty Hunter
Weapon(s): Modified blaster pistol; small arsenal of cleverly concealed daggers; vibro-enhanced curved sword.
Light/Dark side points: -2(Dark side)
Bio:
I’ve never been accepted. I probably never will be. I’ve never known peace or love. The words seem foreign to me. The feelings that go along with them are, to say the least, alien to me. I do, however, have substitutes for peace, love, and serenity: Chaos, hate, and war. I have never known anything but these things. They have driven me, made me who I am today. A rogue, I live in the grey areas, playing one side against the other and vice-versa. I make my living as a hunter of souls, a bounty hunter. I have followed this path for almost as long as I can remember… Almost…
Screen Name: General Grievous
Character Name: General Grievous
Gender: Male
Hair: Unkown
Origin: Unkown
Light/Darkside points: 0(grey)
Weapon: Blaster Pistols, Lightsabers(each different color of the 8)
Affiliation: Confederacy of Independent Systems
When the greedy corporate titans and the disenfranchised systems of the galaxy pooled their resources together to leave the aging Galactic Republic behind, they became the Confederacy of Independent Systems. Their military assets formed a droid army of seemingly limitless size -- a weapon that needed a military mastermind to wield effectively.
From within the ranks of the Confederacy came General Grievous, a brilliant strategist unhindered by compassion or scruples. His lightning strikes and effective campaigns caused his reputation to grow in the eyes of a frightened Republic. To many, he eclipsed the threat posed by Count Dooku, the charismatic leader of the Confederacy's political battlefields -- Grievous was the face of the enemy.
A twisted melding of flesh and metal, General Grievous' body is a deadly weapon forged by the cutting edge developers of the Confederacy. Within the hardened carapace beats the heart of a remorseless killer. Grievous hunted Jedi for sport and proudly displayed his victims' lightsabers around his belt as trophies of his conquests. His unorthodox fighting form and mechanical enhancements gave him an edge in close-quarters combat, and his strategic ingenuity and flawless cunning rendered him almost invincible against the Jedi.
For more personal information Grievous uses a Martial Arts known as Capoeira, wich is based around the legs. He is able to rotate his wrists for a saw motion when weilding his Lightsabers and rotate his torso to become a humanoid spining top of death. He can aslo compact himself for being either aro-dynamic or just more proteched. Grievous can also detach half of each arm down the middle to create another pair wich the end result is Grievous having four arms. Grievous at this time has eight Lightsabers from fallen Jedi, and can use them from his talons on his robtic feet aswell.
Screen name: wesker
Character 1: Danu Wellwood
Class: Padiwan
Weapon: 1 Single hilt green lightsaber
Age: 19
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: 0
Bio: Danu was born into a jedi legacy where his grandfather was a great Jedi warrior and though his father wasn't a Jedi, The family still practiced the jedi traditions. At a young age Danu was tested and it was discovered that he had the force. He has been a padiwan for several years now and is in possesion of his late grandfathers lightsaber.
Character 1: Mathieu
Class: Padiwan
Weapon: Blaster Rifle
Age: 19
Race: Kuati
Light/Dark side points: 0
Bio: Grew up an orphan in the care of the Jedi order. Unknowen to him his father was a sith spy. He thinks his father is dead. Anywho, He has the force, and was befrended by a young padiwan named Danu. they've grown together of the years of friendship and now are insepearable.
Screen name: Valkreena
Character: Tala Nogela (Darth Verin)
Class: Sith Lord
Weapon(s): Double Hilt Cyan Lightsaber
Age: 24
Race: Twi'lek
Light/Dark side points: -2(Darkside)
Appearance: Dark Purple Skin, Purple Eyes, Wears a Black Cloak, A Black Shirt covered by Black Armor, Black Pants, and Black Boots.
Light/Dark side points:
Bio: Tala Nogela (Darth Verin) always had a hatred of Jedi and wants nothing more than to see there destruction. She is well known amongst the Jedi and the Sith for her short temper, and her tendency to kill anyone that angers her, even her own crew. She keeps Jedi Lightsabers as trophies, much like General Grievous, but instead of using them as weapons, she hangs them on the wall of her quarters within her ship.
Screen name: XellLore
Character: Ketsu Suterusu
Class: Mercenary
Weapons: Vibro-bladed Katana, Modified Blaster Pistol
Age: 41
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: 0
Bio: “Get up you worthless dog!”
The grey lump did not stir in the dim lit room. “Get up I said!” repeated the green clad guard. The lump lifted a shaggy head, curly and damp from the humid isolation chamber he huddled himself in. The guard, seeing he had his attention, flashed a smirk and rapped against the bars with his blaster. The grey, shaggy lump removed his colorless blanket from around him baring his medium build and compact muscles. The old heavy bars slowly pulled into the wall on the right, grating and screeching in visible need of oil. The prison was the oldest left still standing and new high tech equipment was not installed and there were no plans to set up any.
The dim cell led into an equally dim hallway. The gruff man stepped onto the cold hallway floor with bear feet. He wore only a grey pair of pants with a frayed draw string. The guard nudged the man forward. When he did not respond, the gun found its way into the prisoners back knocking him forward half of a step. He continued with a step by his other foot and strode down the long, bland corridor. At the end of the hallway was a small rusty door. The guard again nudged him forward and the man swung the door outward into a much bigger, brighter room.
The circular room flooded the small hallway with light from the sun Corell, which burned the prisoners eyes that were accustomed to the darkness of his minuscule excuse for a home. He squinted and raised his calloused hand to his brow. It was obvious that he was experienced with hard labor or combat. Despite the warm sun the room was cold. The walls were blank and the floor was cold concrete with a small make shift rug in front of the rickety wooden desk at the far end of the room. At the desk sat a fat man with a flattened face. The half naked captive picked up a sweaty stench from the porky fellow whose dampened body reflected the smell. The guards at either side of the table, as the prisoner noticed, could smell the seated pig of a man as they shifted their weight from foot to foot attempting to stay at an attentive position.
"Ketsu Suterusu," grunted the seated man in an ironically pig-like voice as he laid a round holocam down on the desk. "Sentenced to the Imperial High security prison of Talus. Crime: Assassination of 25 Imperial officers." "I made a small fortune off it, too,” Interrupted Ketsu in a voice raspy from disuse. The guard looked at him indignantly but said nothing. He then continued reading from the holograph."Sentence: Life imprisonment. Luckily for you, you've been released." Ketsu looked up shocked. He expected for the sentence to be increased to death. He stood slack jawed as the fat man motioned to the guard on his left. The man left and returned in what felt like seconds as Ketsu tried to figure out why he was being released. The guard set a small gunmetal box and a long cloth wrapped package in front of the fat guard. He promptly opened them and set the contents on the desk waving Ketsu closer.
As he stepped to the desk the portly guard handed the speechless man his belongings back, calling them out as he handed them to Ketsu. "Your clothes. Your boots. Your Vibro-Katana and Modified Blaster Pistol." "I get my weapons back?" inquired the now free man, suddenly regaining his voice when as his trusty weapons were handed back to him. "Yes. There were strict orders to return every thing in the box and cloth wrap. Here are your last belongings, a holocam and a space port ticket." As the chunky guard said this he stood up and waved his hand in a broad motion to the door to his left and on Ketsu's right that he had not noticed when he entered the room. The same guard that had led him into the round room led him back out and to an exit down another passage way. The guard led him to a door to change. When Ketsu emerged he was fully clothed and ready to leave.
Ketsu stepped out of the passage way onto the road in front of the prison, again guarded by two more guards at either side. The ex-convict was in a daze as the guard leading him pointed at a small vessel to take him to town. As he pulled himself into the seat of the small craft, he pulled the two items returned to him that were not his in the first place, the holocam and ticket. He fingered the smooth saucer and laid it on the mantle in front of him. As he laid it down it flashed a blurry image that soon transformed into a figure whose face was hidden in shadows. "Hello, Ketsu. I assume you are still a Soldier-for-hire. If so I have a proposition for you .
Screen Name: Orce
Name: Soren Thaallia
Class: Crime Lord
Weapons: Custom Blaster Pistol, Ornate dagger.
Age: 30
Race: Human
Light/Darkside points: 0
Appearance: Soren is about six foot two inches tall. He has short black hair that is always combed back. He is of medium build, not very muscular but muscular enough. He usually wears very expensive, high class clothing.
Bio: I'm just a simple businessman trying to make a living in this crazy, mixed-up universe. Many people would have you believe I'm a crook. This belief is partly correct. Making money the honest way takes too long. So, how can you blame me for wanting to speed up the process? But, I digress. I'm not evil or heartless. I'm just a businessman. I've done jobs for both the Republic and the Empire. I am no respector of persons. Everyone is equal in my eyes as long as they have credits. Aside from owning a successful freight business, I am also engaged in other not so pretty organizations. I have connections everywhere. It took a lot of hard work to get this far and now I'm enjoying the rewards of my toils. I am by no means a Jedi but I am attuned to the force. Sadly, that life was not for me. Growing up in a backwater planet isn't the best way to get noticed by the Jedi order. I don't care though. I enjoy my life the way it is. I do, however, benefit from it slightly. I am impervious to most mind tricks, although I do not know if that is because I have a strong mind or because of my attachment to the force. This ability is very useful when dealing with Jedi or Sith who think they can get the better of me.
Screen name: Author X
Name: Roki Talaer
Appearance:
Skin: Dark Blue
Eyes: Ice Blue and Purple
Hair: Purple, shoulder length
Height (head to ground): 4’
Length (excluding tail): 5’
Standing Height (hind legs): 7’
Tail Length: 6’
Gender: Male
Age: 1000
Allegiance: Neutral
Race: Vreishan
Home Planet: Vreish
Abilities: Known as the best mechanic in the galaxy. Can octodec-wield his tools, (that’s 18 at once – 4 for hands, 4 for feet, 4 for tails, 6 for telekinetic) and works extremely fast as a result. Has the psionic abilities of telekinesis and mind control. While he is strong, and can borrow some of his tool-prowess and exchange them for weapons, he is best kept away from battle so he can assault mentally.
Bio: Roki and Kiro are fraternal twins, but have taken vastly different routes. While Kiro lives in complete luxury at what is young for a Vreishan, Roki follows a simpler life. While both are considered genius, their genius lies in two different areas: Kiro in inventions, Roki in mechanics. Looking at the two, (given the chance Kiro will be seen by you without one of his shape suits on), Roki is clearly the stronger of the two. While the two oppose each other’s opinions in many ways, they have an oddly steady and cordial relationship to each other, and though the two occasionally fight, neither of them hold a grudge against the other.
Name: Kiro Talaer
Pseudonym: Cer Vilrath
Appearance:
Skin: Aqua Green
Eyes: Hunter green and purple
Hair: Purple, front-thigh length
Height (head to ground): 3’
Length (excluding tail): 4’
Standing Height (hind legs): 5’6”
Tail Length: 5’
Gender: Male
Age: 1000
Allegiance: Sith
Race: Vreishan
Home Planet: Vreish
Abilities: Ingenious, and a good fighter. Can pentadec-wield weaponry (15 at once – 4 for hands, 2 for feet, 4 for tails, 5 for telekinetic). Has the psionic abilities of telepathy and telekinesis. Is very strong for his small size, and uses his creativity to make inventions, particularly in the arts of altering appearances and weaponry.
Bio: Kiro is a well-known inventor under the pseudonym Cer Vilrath, (Vreishan for Wind of Malice). His most famous invention is that of the Fasyi Suit, capable of resisting a fair amount of lightsaber energy (think kind of like the equivalent of Kevlar armor versus bullets. Effective, but it doesn’t stop 100%). Kiro uses his unusual deep voice in conjunction with his own ability to shapeshift to make people take him more seriously than they would if they saw him in his true state. His calm yet relentless, and sometimes sinisterly playful mind quickly took him from a local con artist, to a national criminal, to a globally feared criminal mastermind, to a Sith Assassin, then to a Sith Lord.
Wait, what's a Vreishan, you might ask? And what about Vreish?
Planet Facts::
Climate: Arctic
Average Temperature (winter): -100 Fahrenheit
Average Temperature (summer): 20 Fahrenheit
Record Temperature (low): -280 Fahrenheit
Record Temperature (high): 30 Fahrenheit
Strange Conditions:
Atmosphere: Caffeine is present in gaseous form in the atmosphere (approximately .01% of the atmosphere)
Rain: Rainwater mixes with the caffeine in the air, and as a result the water on the planet has small amounts of caffeine in it.
Atmosphere: During the winter, the atmosphere will often freeze partially or fully. Vreishans are still able to live, however, by ingesting the liquefied or solidified gas. This procedure causes them no harm.
Terrain: Naturally, the ground is permanently frosted. There are many plants, however, that have adapted to the environment. While many expect Vreish to be a frozen wasteland, it is actually lush with plant life and wildlife.
Relative Planetary Location: Remote
Unique Finds: Vreishan Latex (light material which takes on the color of whatever it is in contact with – used by Vreishans for underclothing and some summerwear), Coffee (easily some of the strongest) Vreishan Steel (not brittled by cold temperatures, but poor in extremely high temperatures).
Race Facts:
Vreishans have four legs, four arms, four tails, and four eyes. They are furred, except on their heads, hands, and tails. Their feet are similar to a cat’s, including retractable claws, yet are capable of gripping objects with manual dexterity. Their tails are also capable of limited manual dexterity, as they are prehensile. While they enjoy the feel of petting of their fur and hair, they are quickly angered by this if they don't give permission, finding the gesture offensive as an insult to their intelligence. Psionicism is also rather common in Vreishans (roughly 60% of the Vreishan population has at least one psionic ability). An average Vreishan male is 4’ tall from head to the ground, 5’ long excluding the tails, 6’ long tails, and 7’ tall when they walk on their hind quarters, which they are often taught to do extremely well. They are “warm-blooded,” though their equilibrium temperature can actually vary a relatively large amount without any harm coming to them. Vreishans are most comfortable between the temperatures of -40 and 15 Fahrenheit. However, typical Vreishans do not feel the need for any sort of winter wear until -90 Fahrenheit, and are not uncomfortably warm until 32 Fahrenheit. Caffeine is used in a Vreishan’s body much differently than other races. Instead of being used as a stimulant, caffeine is used in making a fluid in their body that acts as a cooling agent for their blood, which will, when a Vreishan is comfortable, stay at 10 degrees Fahrenheit. Vreishan blood has one of the lowest freezing points of all substances, with a freezing point of -450 degrees Fahrenheit (5.4 Kelvin). Vreishan blood boils at 90 degrees Fahrenheit. In theory, this would keep them off of a lot of planets, but the fact that they can keep cool by a common substance (caffeine) allows them to tolerate what is, to them, incredibly hot. One of the more unique characteristics of Vreishans is a limited ability to change their shape, via various techniques, which, while do not give them any advantage in ability; allow them to blend in better. The only exception to this rule is a specific alternate form of theirs, which is bipedal, but otherwise the same as their usual appearance, except shorter. This form has blood which runs at -300, and often this form will be accompanied by a liquidating of the air around it. The blood in this form doesn’t freeze until absolute zero (0 Kelvin), and boils at 0 degrees Fahrenheit. Caffeine is still used in the bodies for cooling to usual efficiency, and the form is as large as the amount of caffeine will support it. The largest a Vreishan has been able to make this form, however, was only 5’ tall. Nonetheless, the extreme cold of the form and body temperature can be used by a Vreishan to freeze an object or area by touch or breath.
~The Bio's~
Screen name: Thibideau
Character 1: Aiden Thibideau
Class: Jedi
Weapon(s): 2 Single hilt Orange Lightsabers
Age: 20
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: +2(Light side)
Bio: One Brother from a set of fraternal twins. They were brought to the Jedi academy at the age of four when they were both discovered to have connections to the force. This occured while a current Jedi master was travelling through a mining colony on Shownar. Although the twins know little of their parents, they do know they were poor miners from a mining colony.
The Jedi Master, who was only a Knight at the time, offered to train the two young padawans. Through time Aiden and his brother learned of the force and their abilities to use it. Of the two brothers Aiden fairs better in his force feats then in his combat training but even at that is not poorly trained in any means. He has dark brown eyes, and black hair. Both he and his brother were given one gift from their homeworld which were a Large Orange and a Large Blue crystal, which they had placed into their lightsabers
Character 2: Cameron Thibideau
Class: Jedi
Weapon(s): 2 Single hilt Blue Lightsabers
Age: 20
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: +3(Light side)
Bio: One Brother from a set of fraternal twins. They were brought to the Jedi academy at the age of four when they were both discovered to have connections to the force. This occured while a current Jedi master was travelling through a mining colony on Shownar. Although the twins know little of their parents, they do know they were poor miners from a mining colony.
The Jedi Master, who was only a Knight at the time, offered to train the two young padawans. Cameron and his brother both learned to use the force under the tutelage of Master Makin Shallede. Using the blue crystal from his home world, Cameron now weilds two Single hilt Blue lightsabers. Cameron Has brown hair and green eye which differ much from his brother, however still share many other features that distinguish them as siblings. Of the two brothers Cameron was always better in his combat training then in the force but he is still quite capable with the force.
Both Cameron and Aiden share a strange force bond with one another which many of the Jedi council have warned of. Many twin jedi in the past have often suffered horrible fates such as one twin turning to the darkside or worse both of them. Despite some of the Councils disgressions, the Council could not turn away two young Padawans, but it to this day yeilds great discussions among the council.
Screen name: Dragoon Taryn
Character: Ellyria
Class: Mercenary
Weapon(s): Blaster pistol
Age: 27
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: 0
Bio: Ellyria's parents died when she was 12, and she lived on her own in her battle cruiser, Fantastica. A self-trained mercenary, she does not get along with others, and many see her personality and cold and emotionless (unless she gets mad). However, she is a very skilled fighter and very dependable... as long as the price is right.
Screen name- Meathos
Character- Meathos Alregdia
Class- Jedi
Weapon- Single hilt blue lightsaber
Age- 28
Race- Mandalorian
Light/Dark side points- +1(Light side)
Bio- Meathos Alregdia, although that is not his true name, was taken from the elements as an infant. His Master, Jedi Master Kronos Alregdia, found him on a disabled freighter outside of the Kashyyyk system. Believed to be of Mandalorian origin for his attitude, love of battle, and strange scar that was purposely inflicted upon his lower back, that resembled the mark of a famous bounty hunter in the days of the Empire.
Meathos was adopted by Kronos, who had witnissed the child use the Force on the freighter to shield himself from an exhaust hose that had been severed in the attack upon the ship. Meathos accelled in melee combat, but still retained his strong attachment to the Force...
At the age of seventeen, Meathos had been dispatched with Kronos to investigate some reports of Force-users slaughtering innocent people on a Outer-Rim world... When they arrived, the two Jedi found themselves against overwhealming odds, yet managed to go unnoticed for a short time.
The day after their arrival, they were attacked while in mid-sentance during a conversation that related to the possibility of the Council sending reinforcements to the small planet... Meathos cut down one Sith Apprentice before he was forced to flee. His Master was long-dead before he made the decision, however. Kronos had lost his head against two of the three Sith.
On his way back to his transport, Meathos was again ambushed. With the thought of his dead Master, and adopted father stil fresh in his mind, Meathos took his first of many steps towards darkness. His anger blinded him from the concequences, his mind was fixes on killing every Sith on the planet.
Blood bubbled on the energy beam that he called his weapon, and a head rolled. Soon, Meathos had two lightsabers, and he cut another enemy down with their kin's weapon...
He was booted to the ground, and lost his lightsaber to the depths of a cavern seconds later. However, he brought up his fallen enemy's lightsaber, and managed to kill the last of his ambushers, who were all too ambitious, and it cost them their Aprrenticeship, and their lives.
Meathos returned to Courscant, weilding his master's blue lightsaber, for his silver one was left in the dark cavern. He was questioned, and threatened by the Council, who advised him to control his anger, or he would surely end his life sooner than later, for he nearly had in that one conflict. His left arm was injured, as was his left leg... Adrenaline caused the pain to arrive late.
11 years later, Meathos is still in the Order, and a rather respected member. He hasn't seen much action since his last ordeal, but he is patiently waiting his chance to lead an army of the New Republic into battle against the Sith...
Screen name: blitz!
Character: Damien Xero
Class: Jedi
Weapon(s): Single hilt silver lightsaber
Age: 24
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: +3(Light side)
Bio: Growing up on Nar Shadda, he led the life of a refugee. But at a very young age he was able to grasp a weak harness on the Force. With that, it helped him steal food and other things that he either wanted or needed to survive. While a Jedi was there to settle a minor government dispute. While the Jedi was there, he was walking along one of the refugee sectors handing out spare credits and food. As the Jedi walked by, Damien grabbed his credits with the Force and tried to run. The Jedi just laughed and picked Damien up with a greater power over the Force and took his money back. Damien expected to be punished but instead he got a proposition from him; to go train and become one of the galaxies' elite; A Jedi. Ever since he has been training with the Jedi on the Republic Capital... and to this day he still aims to hone his skill to his best potential.
Screen name: Arca Jeth.
Character: Zeric Darksky.
Class: Bounty Hunter
Weapon(s): Vibroaxe (2h polearm)/hotshot modified holdout blaster
Age: mid-to-late 20's.
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: -1(Dark side)
Bio:
"Everything comes at a price. It's the unwriten rule of the universe. As a Bounty Hunter, I've learned, and I've enforced that rule.
I was born on Coruscant. Not in the high-rise appartments, but in the slums, the areas where only unwanted aliens and fugitives dwell. It wasn't my dream to hunt for a living; it was something I grew to love.
I've been on the run from the Empire, and I've been in trouble with the Rebelion. Even the Bounty Hunter's Guild has issues with me. I'm in trouble with every major faction in the Core Worlds and the Corellian Sector.
Years of fighting and hunting have left me in prime physical condition, and with a great understanding of polearm weapons of all types. It's a knowledge that comes at a price though. I'm unwelcome wherever I go.
I work primarily for Durga the Hutt, as a personal Bounty Hunter and occaisionaly a body guard. I loathe the Hutts, but I find their ruthless business practices particularly effective and always entertaining. One can learn much from the Hutts.
Many people I've killed have mistakenly called me a Jedi before they died. I wonder just how powerful the Force really is, if the dying regard me as a Jedi. Surely they can't be the ultimate power in the universe. I've seen the universe. I've fought the universe. Greed is the only power in the universe. A power I must bow to."
RP name: Arca Jeth
Race: Human
Class: Jedi Master
Weapons: Deep purple single-hilt saber.
Light/Darkside points: 0(Grey)
Bio/addt'nl info: Arca is tall, with long silver hair. He wears black robes, with silver and emerald trim. He is a master at manipulating energy through the Force, although he cannot move objects or levitate hisself. His lightsaber is unique, as the focus/color cyrstals are no longer found, and have been passed down through generations of his family.
Screen name: RPGoddess
Character: Ryn Li'eda
Class: Civilian (Slave)
Weapon(s): Whip (for now)
Age: 15
Race: Twi'Lek
Light/Dark side points: +1(Light side)
Bio: At a young age, Ryn was slaved off to a Salvager in the busy port city of Mos Eisley on Tatooine. For most of her life she knew hard labour and lots of abuse. Her master, an Abyssin, lives out the nature of his Byss natives as a violent creature. Though his body can regenerate and preserve lots of water, very little is spared to his slaves. One of Ryn’s many jobs is to fetch water for him. It is one of the few times she can get a drink, and get away for a short time. She hasn’t known respect for any intelligent species since leaving her homeworld, as Tatooine is a criminal planet full of no-goods. Though, outside the city limits, her small connection to the Force has her appreciate the wildlife that she comes across.
Screen name: Nairb
Character: Nairb Darkmoon
Class: Bounty Hunter
Weapon(s): Bowcaster(s?)
Age: 23
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points:0
Bio: Just a normal bounty hunter with a dark seedy backstory...ok, you got me. It's late. I'll finish this part tomorrow
Screen name: X
Character: X
Class: Galactic Drifter
Weapon(s): Silver Single Hilt Lightsaber
Age: 25
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: -1(Darkside)
Bio: X could have been a Master. He was an elite Jedi, followed all the rules, and advanced through the system quickly. As a Knight, however, it all ended for him. He fought against a Sith, and in five minutes, was knocked unconscious. Instead of killing the weak and downed Jedi, the Sith left him there. Once he regained consciousness, X constantly brooded about the duel. That duel had changed things. He lost favor with the senior Jedi when he unnecessarily killed a man, and has went on a slide. He now wanders throughout the galaxy, scouting out Sith, to help the Jedi, and to get his revenge.
Screen name: Dark Raven
Character: Moradon Secura
Class: Padawan
Weapon(s): Single Hilt Violet Lightsaber
Age: 14
Race: Twi’lik
Appearance: Black Skin, Red eyes, 5’2”, wears typical Padawan clothing.
Light/Dark side points: -2(Darkside)
Bio: Moradon lost his mother, who died during a battle on Ryloth, at the age of 4 and was found in the charred remains of his house by a Jedi Master who took him in as a Padawan. Moradon was, and still is, known for his fierce temper which usually gets him in trouble with his Master. Moradon is skilled with a Lightsaber and is a quick learner, though he has trouble with certain tasks and is easily annoyed when he doesn’t get something right. He has asked his Master if he could visit Ryloth all the time and has been told, every time he asks, that they will visit it when he gets older, which always gets him mad.
Screen Name: Tanthalas
Character Name: Danoga Starcleaver
Race: Human
Age: 27
Class: Bounty Hunter
Weapon(s): Modified blaster pistol; small arsenal of cleverly concealed daggers; vibro-enhanced curved sword.
Light/Dark side points: -2(Dark side)
Bio:
I’ve never been accepted. I probably never will be. I’ve never known peace or love. The words seem foreign to me. The feelings that go along with them are, to say the least, alien to me. I do, however, have substitutes for peace, love, and serenity: Chaos, hate, and war. I have never known anything but these things. They have driven me, made me who I am today. A rogue, I live in the grey areas, playing one side against the other and vice-versa. I make my living as a hunter of souls, a bounty hunter. I have followed this path for almost as long as I can remember… Almost…
Screen Name: General Grievous
Character Name: General Grievous
Gender: Male
Hair: Unkown
Origin: Unkown
Light/Darkside points: 0(grey)
Weapon: Blaster Pistols, Lightsabers(each different color of the 8)
Affiliation: Confederacy of Independent Systems
When the greedy corporate titans and the disenfranchised systems of the galaxy pooled their resources together to leave the aging Galactic Republic behind, they became the Confederacy of Independent Systems. Their military assets formed a droid army of seemingly limitless size -- a weapon that needed a military mastermind to wield effectively.
From within the ranks of the Confederacy came General Grievous, a brilliant strategist unhindered by compassion or scruples. His lightning strikes and effective campaigns caused his reputation to grow in the eyes of a frightened Republic. To many, he eclipsed the threat posed by Count Dooku, the charismatic leader of the Confederacy's political battlefields -- Grievous was the face of the enemy.
A twisted melding of flesh and metal, General Grievous' body is a deadly weapon forged by the cutting edge developers of the Confederacy. Within the hardened carapace beats the heart of a remorseless killer. Grievous hunted Jedi for sport and proudly displayed his victims' lightsabers around his belt as trophies of his conquests. His unorthodox fighting form and mechanical enhancements gave him an edge in close-quarters combat, and his strategic ingenuity and flawless cunning rendered him almost invincible against the Jedi.
For more personal information Grievous uses a Martial Arts known as Capoeira, wich is based around the legs. He is able to rotate his wrists for a saw motion when weilding his Lightsabers and rotate his torso to become a humanoid spining top of death. He can aslo compact himself for being either aro-dynamic or just more proteched. Grievous can also detach half of each arm down the middle to create another pair wich the end result is Grievous having four arms. Grievous at this time has eight Lightsabers from fallen Jedi, and can use them from his talons on his robtic feet aswell.
Screen name: wesker
Character 1: Danu Wellwood
Class: Padiwan
Weapon: 1 Single hilt green lightsaber
Age: 19
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: 0
Bio: Danu was born into a jedi legacy where his grandfather was a great Jedi warrior and though his father wasn't a Jedi, The family still practiced the jedi traditions. At a young age Danu was tested and it was discovered that he had the force. He has been a padiwan for several years now and is in possesion of his late grandfathers lightsaber.
Character 1: Mathieu
Class: Padiwan
Weapon: Blaster Rifle
Age: 19
Race: Kuati
Light/Dark side points: 0
Bio: Grew up an orphan in the care of the Jedi order. Unknowen to him his father was a sith spy. He thinks his father is dead. Anywho, He has the force, and was befrended by a young padiwan named Danu. they've grown together of the years of friendship and now are insepearable.
Screen name: Valkreena
Character: Tala Nogela (Darth Verin)
Class: Sith Lord
Weapon(s): Double Hilt Cyan Lightsaber
Age: 24
Race: Twi'lek
Light/Dark side points: -2(Darkside)
Appearance: Dark Purple Skin, Purple Eyes, Wears a Black Cloak, A Black Shirt covered by Black Armor, Black Pants, and Black Boots.
Light/Dark side points:
Bio: Tala Nogela (Darth Verin) always had a hatred of Jedi and wants nothing more than to see there destruction. She is well known amongst the Jedi and the Sith for her short temper, and her tendency to kill anyone that angers her, even her own crew. She keeps Jedi Lightsabers as trophies, much like General Grievous, but instead of using them as weapons, she hangs them on the wall of her quarters within her ship.
Screen name: XellLore
Character: Ketsu Suterusu
Class: Mercenary
Weapons: Vibro-bladed Katana, Modified Blaster Pistol
Age: 41
Race: Human
Light/Dark side points: 0
Bio: “Get up you worthless dog!”
The grey lump did not stir in the dim lit room. “Get up I said!” repeated the green clad guard. The lump lifted a shaggy head, curly and damp from the humid isolation chamber he huddled himself in. The guard, seeing he had his attention, flashed a smirk and rapped against the bars with his blaster. The grey, shaggy lump removed his colorless blanket from around him baring his medium build and compact muscles. The old heavy bars slowly pulled into the wall on the right, grating and screeching in visible need of oil. The prison was the oldest left still standing and new high tech equipment was not installed and there were no plans to set up any.
The dim cell led into an equally dim hallway. The gruff man stepped onto the cold hallway floor with bear feet. He wore only a grey pair of pants with a frayed draw string. The guard nudged the man forward. When he did not respond, the gun found its way into the prisoners back knocking him forward half of a step. He continued with a step by his other foot and strode down the long, bland corridor. At the end of the hallway was a small rusty door. The guard again nudged him forward and the man swung the door outward into a much bigger, brighter room.
The circular room flooded the small hallway with light from the sun Corell, which burned the prisoners eyes that were accustomed to the darkness of his minuscule excuse for a home. He squinted and raised his calloused hand to his brow. It was obvious that he was experienced with hard labor or combat. Despite the warm sun the room was cold. The walls were blank and the floor was cold concrete with a small make shift rug in front of the rickety wooden desk at the far end of the room. At the desk sat a fat man with a flattened face. The half naked captive picked up a sweaty stench from the porky fellow whose dampened body reflected the smell. The guards at either side of the table, as the prisoner noticed, could smell the seated pig of a man as they shifted their weight from foot to foot attempting to stay at an attentive position.
"Ketsu Suterusu," grunted the seated man in an ironically pig-like voice as he laid a round holocam down on the desk. "Sentenced to the Imperial High security prison of Talus. Crime: Assassination of 25 Imperial officers." "I made a small fortune off it, too,” Interrupted Ketsu in a voice raspy from disuse. The guard looked at him indignantly but said nothing. He then continued reading from the holograph."Sentence: Life imprisonment. Luckily for you, you've been released." Ketsu looked up shocked. He expected for the sentence to be increased to death. He stood slack jawed as the fat man motioned to the guard on his left. The man left and returned in what felt like seconds as Ketsu tried to figure out why he was being released. The guard set a small gunmetal box and a long cloth wrapped package in front of the fat guard. He promptly opened them and set the contents on the desk waving Ketsu closer.
As he stepped to the desk the portly guard handed the speechless man his belongings back, calling them out as he handed them to Ketsu. "Your clothes. Your boots. Your Vibro-Katana and Modified Blaster Pistol." "I get my weapons back?" inquired the now free man, suddenly regaining his voice when as his trusty weapons were handed back to him. "Yes. There were strict orders to return every thing in the box and cloth wrap. Here are your last belongings, a holocam and a space port ticket." As the chunky guard said this he stood up and waved his hand in a broad motion to the door to his left and on Ketsu's right that he had not noticed when he entered the room. The same guard that had led him into the round room led him back out and to an exit down another passage way. The guard led him to a door to change. When Ketsu emerged he was fully clothed and ready to leave.
Ketsu stepped out of the passage way onto the road in front of the prison, again guarded by two more guards at either side. The ex-convict was in a daze as the guard leading him pointed at a small vessel to take him to town. As he pulled himself into the seat of the small craft, he pulled the two items returned to him that were not his in the first place, the holocam and ticket. He fingered the smooth saucer and laid it on the mantle in front of him. As he laid it down it flashed a blurry image that soon transformed into a figure whose face was hidden in shadows. "Hello, Ketsu. I assume you are still a Soldier-for-hire. If so I have a proposition for you .
Screen Name: Orce
Name: Soren Thaallia
Class: Crime Lord
Weapons: Custom Blaster Pistol, Ornate dagger.
Age: 30
Race: Human
Light/Darkside points: 0
Appearance: Soren is about six foot two inches tall. He has short black hair that is always combed back. He is of medium build, not very muscular but muscular enough. He usually wears very expensive, high class clothing.
Bio: I'm just a simple businessman trying to make a living in this crazy, mixed-up universe. Many people would have you believe I'm a crook. This belief is partly correct. Making money the honest way takes too long. So, how can you blame me for wanting to speed up the process? But, I digress. I'm not evil or heartless. I'm just a businessman. I've done jobs for both the Republic and the Empire. I am no respector of persons. Everyone is equal in my eyes as long as they have credits. Aside from owning a successful freight business, I am also engaged in other not so pretty organizations. I have connections everywhere. It took a lot of hard work to get this far and now I'm enjoying the rewards of my toils. I am by no means a Jedi but I am attuned to the force. Sadly, that life was not for me. Growing up in a backwater planet isn't the best way to get noticed by the Jedi order. I don't care though. I enjoy my life the way it is. I do, however, benefit from it slightly. I am impervious to most mind tricks, although I do not know if that is because I have a strong mind or because of my attachment to the force. This ability is very useful when dealing with Jedi or Sith who think they can get the better of me.
Screen name: Author X
Name: Roki Talaer
Appearance:
Skin: Dark Blue
Eyes: Ice Blue and Purple
Hair: Purple, shoulder length
Height (head to ground): 4’
Length (excluding tail): 5’
Standing Height (hind legs): 7’
Tail Length: 6’
Gender: Male
Age: 1000
Allegiance: Neutral
Race: Vreishan
Home Planet: Vreish
Abilities: Known as the best mechanic in the galaxy. Can octodec-wield his tools, (that’s 18 at once – 4 for hands, 4 for feet, 4 for tails, 6 for telekinetic) and works extremely fast as a result. Has the psionic abilities of telekinesis and mind control. While he is strong, and can borrow some of his tool-prowess and exchange them for weapons, he is best kept away from battle so he can assault mentally.
Bio: Roki and Kiro are fraternal twins, but have taken vastly different routes. While Kiro lives in complete luxury at what is young for a Vreishan, Roki follows a simpler life. While both are considered genius, their genius lies in two different areas: Kiro in inventions, Roki in mechanics. Looking at the two, (given the chance Kiro will be seen by you without one of his shape suits on), Roki is clearly the stronger of the two. While the two oppose each other’s opinions in many ways, they have an oddly steady and cordial relationship to each other, and though the two occasionally fight, neither of them hold a grudge against the other.
Name: Kiro Talaer
Pseudonym: Cer Vilrath
Appearance:
Skin: Aqua Green
Eyes: Hunter green and purple
Hair: Purple, front-thigh length
Height (head to ground): 3’
Length (excluding tail): 4’
Standing Height (hind legs): 5’6”
Tail Length: 5’
Gender: Male
Age: 1000
Allegiance: Sith
Race: Vreishan
Home Planet: Vreish
Abilities: Ingenious, and a good fighter. Can pentadec-wield weaponry (15 at once – 4 for hands, 2 for feet, 4 for tails, 5 for telekinetic). Has the psionic abilities of telepathy and telekinesis. Is very strong for his small size, and uses his creativity to make inventions, particularly in the arts of altering appearances and weaponry.
Bio: Kiro is a well-known inventor under the pseudonym Cer Vilrath, (Vreishan for Wind of Malice). His most famous invention is that of the Fasyi Suit, capable of resisting a fair amount of lightsaber energy (think kind of like the equivalent of Kevlar armor versus bullets. Effective, but it doesn’t stop 100%). Kiro uses his unusual deep voice in conjunction with his own ability to shapeshift to make people take him more seriously than they would if they saw him in his true state. His calm yet relentless, and sometimes sinisterly playful mind quickly took him from a local con artist, to a national criminal, to a globally feared criminal mastermind, to a Sith Assassin, then to a Sith Lord.
Wait, what's a Vreishan, you might ask? And what about Vreish?
Planet Facts::
Climate: Arctic
Average Temperature (winter): -100 Fahrenheit
Average Temperature (summer): 20 Fahrenheit
Record Temperature (low): -280 Fahrenheit
Record Temperature (high): 30 Fahrenheit
Strange Conditions:
Atmosphere: Caffeine is present in gaseous form in the atmosphere (approximately .01% of the atmosphere)
Rain: Rainwater mixes with the caffeine in the air, and as a result the water on the planet has small amounts of caffeine in it.
Atmosphere: During the winter, the atmosphere will often freeze partially or fully. Vreishans are still able to live, however, by ingesting the liquefied or solidified gas. This procedure causes them no harm.
Terrain: Naturally, the ground is permanently frosted. There are many plants, however, that have adapted to the environment. While many expect Vreish to be a frozen wasteland, it is actually lush with plant life and wildlife.
Relative Planetary Location: Remote
Unique Finds: Vreishan Latex (light material which takes on the color of whatever it is in contact with – used by Vreishans for underclothing and some summerwear), Coffee (easily some of the strongest) Vreishan Steel (not brittled by cold temperatures, but poor in extremely high temperatures).
Race Facts:
Vreishans have four legs, four arms, four tails, and four eyes. They are furred, except on their heads, hands, and tails. Their feet are similar to a cat’s, including retractable claws, yet are capable of gripping objects with manual dexterity. Their tails are also capable of limited manual dexterity, as they are prehensile. While they enjoy the feel of petting of their fur and hair, they are quickly angered by this if they don't give permission, finding the gesture offensive as an insult to their intelligence. Psionicism is also rather common in Vreishans (roughly 60% of the Vreishan population has at least one psionic ability). An average Vreishan male is 4’ tall from head to the ground, 5’ long excluding the tails, 6’ long tails, and 7’ tall when they walk on their hind quarters, which they are often taught to do extremely well. They are “warm-blooded,” though their equilibrium temperature can actually vary a relatively large amount without any harm coming to them. Vreishans are most comfortable between the temperatures of -40 and 15 Fahrenheit. However, typical Vreishans do not feel the need for any sort of winter wear until -90 Fahrenheit, and are not uncomfortably warm until 32 Fahrenheit. Caffeine is used in a Vreishan’s body much differently than other races. Instead of being used as a stimulant, caffeine is used in making a fluid in their body that acts as a cooling agent for their blood, which will, when a Vreishan is comfortable, stay at 10 degrees Fahrenheit. Vreishan blood has one of the lowest freezing points of all substances, with a freezing point of -450 degrees Fahrenheit (5.4 Kelvin). Vreishan blood boils at 90 degrees Fahrenheit. In theory, this would keep them off of a lot of planets, but the fact that they can keep cool by a common substance (caffeine) allows them to tolerate what is, to them, incredibly hot. One of the more unique characteristics of Vreishans is a limited ability to change their shape, via various techniques, which, while do not give them any advantage in ability; allow them to blend in better. The only exception to this rule is a specific alternate form of theirs, which is bipedal, but otherwise the same as their usual appearance, except shorter. This form has blood which runs at -300, and often this form will be accompanied by a liquidating of the air around it. The blood in this form doesn’t freeze until absolute zero (0 Kelvin), and boils at 0 degrees Fahrenheit. Caffeine is still used in the bodies for cooling to usual efficiency, and the form is as large as the amount of caffeine will support it. The largest a Vreishan has been able to make this form, however, was only 5’ tall. Nonetheless, the extreme cold of the form and body temperature can be used by a Vreishan to freeze an object or area by touch or breath.