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Birth name: Markaro Vos
Sith Name: Marix
Years of Existence: 54 ABY – Currently Unknown ABY
Species: Kiffar
Blood Status: Full
Gender: Male
Homeworld: Kiffu
Eye color: Piercing Green
Height: 2 Meters
Weight: 97.52 Kilos
Hair: Shoulder-length black
Affiliation(s):
- Clan Vos
- Eternal Sith Empire
- The House of Vos
- Sith Imperial Armed Forces
- The School of Hunger
- The Council of Sith Population Control and Ranks
- Moff's Council
- Moff's Diplomatic Affairs Committee
- Moff's Insurrection Committee
- Moff's Education Committee
Current Occupations:
- Sith Lord First Degree of the Eternal Empire
- Sith Battle Master
- Supreme Commander of the Sith Imperial Armed Forces
- Council of Sith Population Control and Ranks Branch Supervisor
- Council of Sith Population Control and Ranks Official Spokesman
- Moff of Hapes
- Chairman of the Moff's Diplomatic Affairs Committee
Former Occupations:
- Council of Justice Magistrate
- Commodore in the Sith Imperial Navy (Previous Military Ranking System)
- Grand Admiral of the Sith Imperial Navy
Personality:
- Normally quiet but thoughtful
- Likes to be alone to think or be at peace
- Respectful to superiors
- Can multitask- ex. think off on one subject, but still participate in the going-ons near him
- Tactically Minded
- Organized
- Able to hide emotions very well, taught to him by Darth Matas (his Master)
Weapons:
Crystals:
--Mantle of the Force Crystal
--Heart of the Guardian Crystal
--Damind Crystal
--Eralam Crystal
--Katak Crystal
--Lorrdian Crystal
--Pyronium Crystal
--Qixoni Crystal
--Sapith Crystal
--Stygium Crystal
--Sigil Crystal
--Velmorite Crystal
--Vexxtal Crystal
Sabers:
- One double sided blade that can switch into 2 sabers
- 1 Crimson Blade
----Hilt
- 1 Silver Blade
- 1 Green Blade (Dual-Phase)
----Hilt
- 2 Shoto Blades (Crimson and Silver)
Other Weapons:
- Shockstaff
- Lightscythe (Using a Damind Crystal to create a longer, larger blade)
- Vrakolian spin-blades
Equipment:
- Personal Universal Translator
Language(s)
- Ancient Sithese
- Bith
- Bocce
- Bothan
- Bothese
- Cerean
- Cheunh (Basic knowledge)
- Chev
- Dosh
- Draethos
- Durese
- Elomin
- Falleen
- Galactic Basic
- Gand
- Geonosian
- Hapan
- High Galactic
- High Tongue
- Huttese
- Ithorese
- Jawa Trade language
- Kel Dor
- Kiffar
- Lekku
- Mando'a
- Massassi
- Ministat
- Mon Calamarian
- Muun
- Nautolan
- Neimoidan
- Quarrenese
- Rodese
- Shyriiwook
- Sithese
- Sy Bisti
- Tusken
- Twi'leki
- Ubese
- Wampa
- Yuuzhan Vong
- Zabraki
Appearance:
He does not wear glorious robes or fabrics, but rather more practical clothing even for such a special occasion. His image was reminiscent of his grandfather’s attire during the Clone Wars. Quinlan Vos had been one of the few Jedi to wear protective armor, just as Marix was one of the few Sith doing so now. The armor plates were taken from his Mandalorian Armor and placed on his upper arms and shoulders, upper and lower legs, as well as his chest. Underneath he wears a Cortosis-woven armor-protected long-sleeved shirt—over was merely a skintight synthetic black shirt—with matching armor-protected black pants. Hanging down to his Krayt-hide boots from his neck was a loosely fitted black cape, which furled out behind him as he walked.
As both Sith Battle Master and a Military man, Marix was always prepared, no matter what the occasion. Hanging from his belt was his main saber, resembling that of Darth Maul but with improvements, and hidden over his body were another two sabers, a DC-15 blaster pistol, a holdout in his left boot, a vibro-blade in his right. He had seriously considered getting shoto-sabers in holsters on his wrists, but has yet to do so. As for equipment, Markaro Vos had two comm-links, one for Official use, the other for his own private use, as well as a synth-cord shooter, miniature holo-projector, personal holocron, re-breather, and ration packs and water for a week.
Normal Clothing Choice:
- Black, skin tight, synthetic tunic
- Black, skin tight, armor protected pants
- Black Armorweave side-cape
- Black, loosely fitted, outer cloak
- Wears black gloves over hands
- Krayt Dragon hide boots
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- Copies Quinlan Vos’ apparel
Personal Droid(s):
- TIE-D Automated Starfighters
- Droid Tri-Fighters
Personal Vehicle(s):
- Suwantek TL-1800 (Heavily Modified)
- Sith Infiltrator
- Corellian CR-90a Corvette The Avenger - Destroyed
- Gladiator-Class Star Destroyer
Personal Residences:
Kuati Residence
The Kuati Residence is located in the Northern Hemisphere of the planet, well away from the Imperial District, Bureaucrats, and other such hindrances of a capital planet. The water that had been artificially placed around his mansion, along with the sand, trees, and grass, serves to present a tropical look to the landscape.
Vjun Residence
There are very few in the Empire who actually know about Markaro's renovation to Lord Vader's Bast Castle on Vjun. Secretly obtained with permission from the Moff and purchased through a multitude of straw corporations and facades, the castle was returned to its former glory, complete with the statue of Vader repaired.
Hapan Residence
The Moff of Hapes private residence and resort on that planet.
Abilities:
- Great Pilot
- Extremely skilled Tactician
- Skilled in lightsaber combat
- Very skilled liar
- Skilled with Force Abilities
- Skilled at clouding his thoughts to make himself difficult for Force-sensitives to read
- Trained Slicer
Known Lightsaber Forms:
NOTES:
As a Sith Battle Master, Darth Marix has learned and mastered all of the known Lightsaber Combat Forms, official and unofficial forms as well as the orthodox and unorthodox.
Skill Level Distinction:
Authority
Master
Proficient
Beginner
- Form I: Shii-Cho - Proficient
- Form II: Makashi - Authority
- Form III: Soresu - Authority
- Form IV: Ataru - Master
- Form V: Shien/Djem So - Authority
- Form VI: Niman - Master
- Form VII: Juyo/Vapaad - Authority
- Form VIII: Sokan - Authority
- Form IX: Trakata - Proficient
- Form X: Jar' Kai - Authority
- Form XI: Dun Moch -Proficient
- Form XII: Shiak Sai - Master
- Telekinetic Lightsaber Combat - Authority
- Saber Barrier - Authority
- Saber Throw - Master
- Mounted Lightsaber Combat - Master
- Trispzest - Proficient
Force Powers:
- Dominate Mind
- Force Grip
- Force Scream
- Force Destruction
- Force Throw
- Force Pull
- Force Insanity
- Force Drain
- Force Crush
- Force Absorb
- Death Field
- Aura of Uneasiness
- Force Comprehension
- Kinetics
- Vader's Wrath
- Art of the Small
- Battle mind
- Battle Meditation
Apprentice(s):
- Torran Kryll (Completed- Darth Linex)
- Sano Linguist (Completed- Darth Gra'tua)
- Al'ysa Khal (Completed- Darth Ranov'la)
- Cimil (Completed- Darth Cimil)
- Kronas (MIA)
- Eclipse (MIA)
- Navey (MIA)
- Laurio Blake (Not Completed Yet)
- Xavier Smith [Maven] (Not Completed Yet)
Quotations:
- "Take the politicians and their politics out of a war, and it would end within a week."
- "One cannot simultaneously prevent and prepare for a war. The wiser choice is to prepare, for wars are never fought by two pacifist, war-preventing sides."
- "Imagine a world without bureaucrats. Sounds perfect, doesn't it?"
- "Face your greatest fears, and then become them."
Biography:
Prologue: 18 BBY – 8ABY
Quinlan Vos had been one of the lucky Jedi to survive Order 66, and one of the further few to also survive the purge began by the entity known as The Order and towards the end as the Kroprulu Empire. He was, quite literally the last of the Jedi. Quinlan had proceeded to marry his sweetheart, Khaleen Hentz and had a son, Korto Vos, whom Quinlan gave his tattoos and clan rights in the year 18 BBY. Almost immediately after Korto turned five, Quinlan disappeared, to keep his son and wife safe from the Sith’s eyes and ears that were forever searching for the last of the Jedi. Khaleen moved to Naboo, where she raised Korto as an single parent, not unheard of after the Clone Wars and Imperial Purges. Korto had grown up into a striking young man on Naboo, and under the name of Xander Antilles had met a beautiful young woman. He had been shocked to learn, under the strictest of confidences, that she herself had once been a Jedi Knight, serving on an Outer Rim world. As a Jedi Knight, Lysa Sornfree had served in the Clone Wars on Maridun, seeing the deaths of her friends, feeling the gut wrenching betrayal as she had witnessed from afar the Clones turning upon their allies, cutting them down with cold precision. She had been lucky they had not found her, and to this day, no one knew she had served on that planet, had become the one branded the “Maridun Mystery” by the Empire’s officials as they searched for her. Not even her husband or eventually her only son.
The two had been unable to deny their feelings for each other, that had grown stronger every day, and the two had wed in a lovely location, far from the prying eyes of the Imperial garrison posted on the Emperor’s home world. Then, terror had struck. They returned from their brief honeymoon to the Gallo Mountains, the largest mountain chain on the planet, only to discover Xander’s, as Korto had yet to assume his real identity, hovel smashed and destroyed, raided by Imperial troopers. His mother—Khaleen—by now a feeble old lady, lay dying in the wreckage, unable to see or to attempt to call for help. Rushing to her side, Xander had received her loyal blaster as he cradled her in his arms, watching her die. He buried her high in the mountains of Naboo, with the two objects she had requested before falling into his arms, lifeless. One had been a small, pyramid shaped object made out of metal, while the other had been a cylindrical shaped object with a reflecting top and a curved bottom. Placing them with her in the ground, he filled up the hole and left with Lysa to save themselves.
According to later reports, a Jedi Master’s family had been discovered and executed for crimes against the Galactic Empire, hiding on Naboo, of all places. Xander, assuming his original identity, Korto Vos, and his wife, traveled through the Galaxy, barely staying in one place long enough to settle down. Before long, Lysa fell pregnant, with their first child. They soon realized that they couldn’t keep running from the Empire when they now had a child to be fearful for. Scouting the Outer Rim, Korto finally decided on Tatooine as the last planet he would ever see, vowing never to leave, for fear of bringing Imperials down upon him and his family, as his father had done just by allowing his mother to relocate to Naboo. They named their child after the man Korto’s wife had fallen in love with, Xander, and giving him back the surname Xander’s grandfather had worn with pride, Vos.
In 18 ABY, Korto and Lysa were found by agents of the Sheyf of Kiffu on the planet of Tatooine, where they had raised their one and only son, Xander Vos. Xander had gone off on his own adventures, unaware of his Force Sensitivity until he met a member of a secretive Jedi Order on the planet of Bakura. Cligar Vos, representative of the Sheyf of Kiffu had met with the descendant of Quinlan and had offered them full citizenship as Kiffar. Korto and his wife had declined the offer, having already eked out a living on Tatooine, and both did not want to move from their home yet again. Unknown to them, Cligar managed to gather both DNA samples. He graciously accepted their refusal to rejoin the Kiffar and went on his way, apparently a distraught and disappointed man, but he was far from so.
The DNA samples laid nearly forgotten while the Kiffar Genetics Team (KGT) researched all avenues to enhance the heir to Clan Vos. The Sheyf’s orders were strict and on an unheard magnitude. Augmented in intellect, strength, speed, agility, wit, and the Force. Even the Kaminoans had never tried to attempt such a feat. Nearly forty years later they finally reached point where they could do complete the tasks set forth to them. The samples of DNA were recovered from stasis and the project began.
Early Life: 51 ABY – 72 ABY
"What we have created is an abomination, yet perfect in everyway. His intelligence, strength, speed, agility, wit, and Force Potential have all been augmented in ways we can never divulge. Never again will we undertake such a creation, but hence forth we dedicate ourselves to the ending of such research and developments, as they defy natural life." – Kiffar Genetics Team (KGT) (Stated after their work to create a genetically enhanced heir to the Vos Legacy.)
Markaro Vos never knew his biological parents, rather the source of his genetic template. Korto Vos and Lysa Sornfree had unknowingly given their tissue, their DNA, to an attempt to save his grandfather’s legacy, and had died long before Markaro was even ready to be created. He grew up as an orphan, taken in by the Sheyf of Kiffu—now Cligar Vos the very man who had started the venture—and was groomed to be a Guardian of Kiffu, like members of Clan Vos had been doing for thousands of years. He was trained in all aspects possible: history, mathematics, engineering, statecraft, strategy, tactics, and foreign languages. By the time Markaro Vos was eleven he could fluently speak nearly twice as many languages from around the galaxy: Bothese, Galactic Basic, Geonosian, Hapan, High Galactic, High Tongue, Huttese, Jawa Trade language, Kiffar, Mando'a, Massassi, Mon Calamarian, Muun, Nautolan, Neimoidan, Quarrenese, Rodese, Shyriiwook, Sithese, Twi'leki, and Zabraki, were just the beginning of his language skills.
Markaro forever changed his future on his fourteenth birthday, when he chose to train with the Kiffar Militia, destining himself for a Military life, even though Cligar could not tell it was to be so. The Sheyf still saw the young heir as his actual son, who was afraid of participating in conflict, but rather set out to diplomatically end the problem. He soon surpassed what the Militia could teach him, beating the Commander over and over again in simulated battles. The Commander was amazed at the boy’s talent, and pressed the issue with the Sheyf to send the boy to the Imperial Academy. Cligar initially refused, stating that combat was not suitable for the heir to the Kiffar, but Commander Koris Vel managed to play on the Sheyf’s desire for Kiffar greatness, providing an image of Kiffar controlled galaxy, due to Markaro’s ability to lead in battle. Still Cligar could not see the boy’s true future, but he agreed, tempted greatly by the image Koris had painted for him.
At sixteen, Markaro was the youngest to ever be accepted into the Imperial Naval Academy, but up until the physical examination, very few knew his true age, only seeing his remarkable test results and wondering what planet this brilliant mind was from. At first the Admiral in charge of the Naval Academy was reluctant to let such a young student into the academy, but was soon persuaded by his subordinates and peers that such a mind and talent would be a waste if not taught, and so he caved in. Markaro spent one full year in the Naval Academy, and after his graduation, entered the Army’s Academy on Carida for another year. At the age of eighteen he entered Officer Training, an extended and highly selective training unit that had given the galaxy men such as Admiral Piett, Grand Admiral Pellaeon, General Veers, Grand Admiral Thrawn and other great minds of the Empire. Younger than the other officers-in-training by close to half, he excelled at what he did best, leading men and women into combat, and was envied by the other officers.
The Officer training took nine months to complete, after which Markaro Vos had orders from the Sheyf to return to Kiffu to assume his duties amongst his native people. While the Military sorely wanted Markaro to stay, they knew the Sheyf had influence and decided to let Markaro go, knowing that time would bring him back to a Military service. But Markaro Vos had other plans, he had never intended on returning to the Sheyf, he had hoped to stay with the Military, but the Military had dismissed him until a later date, putting their greatest mind on hold, the main reason being his youth. At eighteen, Markaro Vos was the youngest to complete Officer training, and that had caused some worries for the Officers that were older than him. They wanted him to wait before he got a command, because they argued he was too young. So nine months into the year 70 ABY, Markaro Vos set out on his own, well technically his crew was with him as well, unaware of the Sheyf’s orders for Markaro to return. So he took off in his Corellian-Class Corvette, running from home and hiding from the agents of the Kiffar.
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Once known as Darth Marix
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