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Name: Lukas W. Havok
Alias: Djinn
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Ethnicity: Caucasian (White)
Home Planet: Wayland; relocated to Nar Shadaa (Sector 571, Slum District 00291) at the age of 15.
Handedness: Right-Handed
Language: Basic, Huttese, Myneyrsh, Psadon Language, Honoghran (butchered version).
Personality: He's extremely optimistic and open-minded. He always sees the good side of things in any situation, and you'll never find him being pessimistic about anything at all. He can be a people person when he'd like, or when it's required of him. But he usually likes to be alone, it's when he gets the most done. He's mastered the art of covering his emotions, always being able to make himself seem like a zombie of sorts. The only thing that ever gets him fired up is something he believes in, or things he partakes in, or practices. Basically, if he deals in or with it, then it sparks his interest in a discussion.
He's basically a fickle person, living most his life in shambles, having nothing and nobody to trust in. He might seem cold at first, but warms up quickly despite his past. He can be cruel, but caring at the same time. In simple terms, he's not a person with a routine personality, how he acts and what he does or says is subject to change depending on his current mood. However, few things that don't change include his strive for glory, his will to defeat those in his path, determination to stay the best, and his lust for power, however well he might hide it.
Description: He's semi-muscular, not particularly large, but incredibly lean, due to starvation throughout his life, and various tough jobs. He's deeply tanned, almost to the point where he's a reddish-orange color. His eyes are a violent meld of icy blue and cold gray. He sports lengthy sandy brown (nearly blond) hair, that stops just short of his waistline; worn in a strange, messy ponytail. He has various scars on his body, most on his chest or abdomen, but the most recognizable being located on his left cheek, from his eye to his upper neck. He wears earrings, in both lobes, which space out his ear a bit, a round piece of jewelry measuring maybe an inch all the way around.
Weapon: Various knives and daggers.
Clothing/Armor: He wears a skin tight black tank top, which is always covered with a mid-thigh length leather coat, worn partially zipped up, except for his upper chest, which allows the neck of the jacket, which extends to his chin, to stand up properly, covering the flesh of his neck. He wears tight leather gloves, as well as semi-tight leather pants, and a large, thick leather belt, and boots.
Mini Bio: (Will be expanded once I have a bit of time to go into detail)
Djinn was born on Wayland, a simple planet in the outer rim, where humans eventually migrated to in early ABY. He lived a plain life, learning new things each day, going through challenging quests and epic journeys as a child, or so his young mind would like to think.At a young age he was believed to be a Demi-God, born the reincarnation of a powerful Jedi master who had visited the planet years ago, for he was force-sensitive and the powers were incredibly rare on the planet. He always yearned for more, and he got it, but not in the way he would have liked. He was stolen by a band of Noghri, a small group of assassins whom were retreating from a small covert mission gone wrong. He was taken as a way out, a safeguard.
Djinn was taken to Nar Shadaa, where he was dumped in a slum district since he was found to be useless to all those in the slave industry. Stripped of his family, his titles, and his reputation, he was forced to begin his life anew, and it just so happens that he came across the Sith. A young, cocky, inexperienced fighter striving for glory in the Sith Order.
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