•Character Full Name: Xin Endoni
•Gender: Female
•Race/Species: Epicanthix
•Age: 32
•Physical Appearance:
Xin Endoni is, like many of her species, tall, standing at 246 cm (8'0"), and weighing close to 124 kg (274 lbs). Ubiquitous black hair tied in to a rather loose bun, emerald green eyes, and a notably skinless prosthetic left arm made primarily of phrik from recycled electrostaffs, means she stands out in a crowd, usually to her detriment. Has scars along her remaining organic wrist and ankles indicative of prolonged friction burns, and has scarring along her upper back indicative of deep sun burns.
•Homeworld: Bunduki, Pacanth Reach
•Personality: Xin is a somewhat standoffish and cold individual. That being said, Xin holds a very strong sense of empathy deep within, as is evidenced by her reaction to her Padawan's death. Xin was known among the Jedi Order for being imperilled by regular advocation for utilising powers typically seen as dark sided, but was quite regularly rebuffed by the council and her peers, and she notably didn't teach any to her Padawan. In more recent times, she has developed a number of personality traits typically seen in grieving parents or individuals seeking revenge, bouts of depression, sadistic joy, and prolonged social isolation.
•Biography: Xin Endoni was not born in the best of circumstances. She never knew her mother or father, instead being sold on the slave market at such a young age that she had yet to properly develop object permanence. her memories of being a slave as well were horrifically fleeting, only memories of shackles and physical abuse. Though at some point a Jedi Seeker came to her, she knew not her own age, nor did she know any other positive memories prior to that moment, whether they didn't exist, or were simply a result of her young mind not having formed fully at such a point, is unknown.
She would then spend the next decade as a Youngling, under the tutelage of a number of masters and Knights in the general practices of the Jedi. At 14 she would be put under the direct tutelage of Dlamdiessil Urb, a Sullustan standing just over 1.2 meters, a stark contrast to Xin who, as per her species, was already a few centimetres taller than most humans.
Her tutelage under her master would last close to a decade, until at the age of 22, Xin would unfortunately undergo her trials, in a very impromptu manner.
During what was supposed to be a rather routine trip to Tatooine took a terrible turn, when an engine failure resulted in the freighter shuttle they were passengers on hurtled at re-entry speeds into the barren desert of the arid planet. Of the entire craft's crew and passengers, only Xin, and Dlamdiessel survived in no small part to effectively being ejected from the vessel before it burst in to flames. Due to circumstances of the crash, Dlamdiessel suffered a spinal trauma which left him unable to walk, and only capable of using one arm. While Xin's left arm was broken in several places alongside a number of ribs.
To add insult to injury, a sand storm was beginning to blow in. Forced to take shelter near a burning wreck that could, at any moment explode, was nerve wracking to say the least. But the duo managed to survive the first two nights with little water and no food. On the third day, Xin braved the still hazardous wreck to fashion a rigid sled for which she could properly move her master without exacerbating his injury. By merit of Dlamdissel's innate sense of direction, they had a bearing to Anchorhead, but it would not be an easy path to take. A series of cliffs, narrow canyons, and wildlife stood between them, not to mention the unbearable heat of the twin suns, and all the while through Tusken territory.
Six strenuous days passed before the first encounter with another life was made, and it wasn't friendly. An encounter with Tusken Raiders that nearly proved fatal, instead resulted in Xin taking her first lives, as well as being what would later cause her arm to be amputated. On day seven, a series of slot canyons required the sled she was using to move her master be reformed in to a backpack. On day 10, Anchorhead was visible, but her master was no longer responsive. The next morning, they arrived at Anchorhead, the authorities were informed, and for the most part, Xin and her master had made it. Medical attention came quickly, and while it was clear Xin would need a mechanical prosthetic to replace her absolutely mangled arm, she had hope for her master's recovery.
That hope was for nought.
While the man would survive, his days as a Jedi, at least in fieldwork, were over. Paralysed from the ribs down, and suffering from several eye problems as a result of the sand and unyielding sunlight, he would be inevitably relegated to archival work or as an instructor. Xin's fate would be left in the hands of another master she would be required to grow familiar with. Yet, news came to her, the Council had recognised her actions on Tatooine as her trials to become a Knight, and so it was.
Not too long after her 24th birthday she was given the unorthodox gift of a Padawan to train. A Mon Calamari by the name Bafwiln Tai, wide eyed, cheery, and almost too eager to learn. The youngling had excelled in his capacity to wield a lightsaber, though his force sensitivity left much to be desired. Six years of relatively mundane feats would pass before the Clone Wars would begin. Given command of an Assault Corps, and the rank of a General. The trio of Xin, Bafwiln and CT-49-5520, colloquially known as Brass, would become somewhat friends, as much as one could given the rank and file accordance needed.
The three, and their unit, would move through battle after battle during the war, from beginning to end, and when the end was nigh, they began pondering what the long term effects would be, if any. Landing on the capital world of the Trade Federation, a rather hard campaign was fought, a great celebration was had when the final shots were fired on the ground, and when night fell in their timezone, Xin took a seat for the first time in what felt like years.
Only for her last peaceful sight to be a blaster round punching a hole clean through her Padawan's chest.
She doesn't remember much of the rest of that night, only really recognising that she was covered in blood and piloting a shuttle. It's been a little over 3 months since, and Xin Endoni has been forever changed.
•Lightsaber:
Xin's Lightsabers normally would both have a deep blue blade powered by a rather generic kyber crystal. However during Order 66, the Force Scream that Xin gave out when witnessing her Padawan's death resulted in one Kyber crystal shattering in place, and the other giving off a small scale explosion resulting in extensive damage to her other saber. As a result they are effectively useless at the moment.
•Force Abilities:
Teräs Käsi: While not inherently any form of force reliant ability, the martial art of Teräs Käsi can bring ordinary individuals up to, if not exceeding, a few fields of practice that requires force sensitivity otherwise. Paired together with such fields, and Xin can become a particularly lethal combatant, with or without a lightsaber. That being said, it is an incredibly rare day for her to employ her own force sensitivity in combination with Teräs Käsi in order to further improve upon it, as her stamina is seen by her as better spent elsewhere.
Telekinesis: From an early age Xin showed an exemplary degree of control around telekinetic abilities, her master took it upon himself to teach the then child to strengthen said abilities as much as she could, rather than diversify her skills. It was a move that is debatably good or bad, given that, while she has very few tricks, said tricks have an abundant level of utility, ranging from levitating herself up a few stairs, to crushing B2 Droids like aluminium cans.
Telepathy: Telepathy was a comparatively recent skills Xin picked up in the latter half of her position as Padawan, a skill she figured would play to the advantage her natural mental fortitude gave her, being able to probe other's mind while herself being demonstrably difficult to do the same to.
•Preferred Saber Style: Form V: Shien
•Secondary(Second favored, Optional) N/A
•Location (Prior to Protocol 66): Cato Neimoidia
•RP Sample:
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