My Legacy

Name Januk
Gender Male
Class Sith Inquisitor
Advanced Class Sorcerer
Race Chiss
Primary Role DPS
Alignment Dark Side

Biography

The Chiss has always been considered an odd race, despite their supposed human ancestry… It is said that a Chiss skin and eyes intensify or darken depending on the oxygen available in the environment, but Januk even at an early age had shown an odd phenomenon even for a Chiss. Whenever a surge of anger hit him, his skin would light up and his eyes brighten, as Januk grew up and joined the imperial army he ended up becoming infamous for his anger and torture techniques, he reveled in the pain and screams from his victims. But it was during an unfortunate mission to Nar Shadda that his life would change forever…
During a routine patrol, Januk and his squad had gotten information of possible rebels being protected by the civilians they were going from door to door to flush them out, no matter the cost… So far they had been unsuccessful in flushing out any rebels but there had been people resisting and as result had been eliminated, not because that was their orders, but because Januk did not feel like arresting them. Waste of paper work he believed since they had been resisting their searches they were as good as rebel scum already.

It was the last house on their current patrol route, they knocked on the door and an elderly Chiss woman opened the door. Surprised to find his own species on this desolate planet Januk asked for permission to check the residence, believing all Chiss to follow the glorious empire he did not consider refusal an option. Despite his own preconception of the Chiss race the woman refused their search, in shock Januk tried to reason to make sure he had not heard wrong, but if he had heard right he’d be forced to do something drastic. It was at this time young Togrutan girl arrived at the Chiss womans side, Januk somehow felt what was going to happen, he saw the sad face on the Togruta girl and flung himself to the side of the door. Right the very next moment a massive air current push out from the door and his squad was flung backwards, a flash of green flew out the door and cut down few of his squad mates. Januk yelled out the orders, but it was too late by the time the words came from his mouth he stared straight into the sad eyes of the Togrutan girl. He was angry, never before had he been in such a compromising position, he was known as a master interrogator and now he was on the floor just like the people he used to interrogate.

His anger kept building as the Togruta girl looked inside the house and asked if everyone was alright, looking away from Januk was the last thing she should of done for his anger was overflowing, his skin crackled, his eyes lit up, he felt the anger he had, he felt how he wanted to kill her, how he should kill her now when she’s disrespecting him. He lunged, or at least that is the feeling he had as he stretched out his arms to lunge, but rather than following through the motion, a large current of energy discharged from his body, but Januk did not care, he did not feel. All he wanted was for this girl and anyone affiliated with her to die, his anger took form and the lightning caressed the poor Togrutan girls body, it caressed her like a lover before digging into every orifice on her body killing her from the inside out. As her lifeless body hit the floor, Januk was not satisfied, his rage unending he turned on the people inside the house and unleashed his anger killing everyone inside. Shortly after the deed was done, an unknown figure appeared behind him and threatened him, how did this unknown figure dare threaten Januk, his anger was not quelled for he once more unleashed this anger, this lightning onto the unknown figure. The figure just laughed, enjoyed it even as Januk passed out…

As Januk was opening his eyes, he found himself in the very same room he loved to work with every day, the interrogation chamber. As he looked around he had the same thought he always did, that interrogation chamber is simply a fancier word for torture chamber, for that was mostly what occurred within these walls. But something was off this time, he could not see the chair the victims were placed in, nor was he able to move himself, this is when it dawned on him that he was now strapped the chair… That he was the victim this time around. As he pondered on why and how the unknown figure once more entered the room, simply staring at him as the figured removed its hood, revealing a Rattataki underneath, recognizing the markings on the Rattataki and the garb he was wearing he realized he was in trouble. For before him stood no one else but a Sith Lord, as it dawned on him this terrible fate he remembered what had happened on Nar Shadda and how he had attacked this Sith Lord.

The Sith just looked at him, pondering something, but it wasn’t until he spoke that Januks world would be turned upside down…

“You’re quite an interesting person, no sign of a force connection when you signed up for the imperial army. No other incidents like the other day, quite interesting non the less but despite this you still seem to possess a connection, quite a strong connection to the dark side of the force. Could be sheer luck I presume, for it is quite unheard of a fully grown adult showcasing any kind of force sensitivity. Especially considering the precautions the empire takes concerning force sensitives, but I’ve heard that your skin and eyes have lit up before though. It seems you’re quite unique in this regard for what I’ve heard of your race your physiology only reacts to the amount of oxygen you take in, so if I did not know better I would say it is almost as if you breath the force. It’s simply speculations of course and you do not really have any say in the matter, hold up actually you do, you can either be executed right here on the spot in the very room you hold so dear to your heard or I will take you to Korriban where you will study at the academy to harness this power, this anger of yours… Your choice…”