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Name: Draco Korr
Species: Iridonian (Zabrak)
Gender: Male
Height: 6' 0"
Weight: 185 lbs.
Age: 30
Homeworld: Unknown
Appearance:
Draco's skin is human colored with black tribal tattoos slithering up from his feet to his horned, bald head. His eyes are the color of Corellian Amber Crystals and sit just above his short, stubby nose. Draco does not smile much but when he does part his thin appearing lips his crooked smile reveals a row of interlocking, hideous razor sharp teeth. Not too bulky but strong physical apperance. Draco almost always wears a black cloak with an oversized hood, matching under robes and black knee high leather boots with silver buckles randomly placed up both shins. Both his clawed hands are shrowded by black leather gloves.
Personality:
Draco Hates politics, and his enemies. He dislikes most people until he feels they can be trusted, which is not very often. He likes training in both light AND darksides of the force, his lightsabers, his allies, his guild and it's members and any spiced drinks that are Iridonian made.
Weapons: Twin Lightsabers that lock at the ends to form a double bladed as well. Both hilts are black and trimmed in solid gold with their activation studs mounted on little golden power converter boxes mounted near the bottoms, close to the power cells. This makes for a perfect "trench" like groove for a solid one handed grip when in double bladed mode. Both blades are a very vibrant and dominant crimson shade of red.
Ship: None anymore. They have all been sold, given away, stolen or destroyed.
History:
As a small boy, Draco was adopted along with a Falleen boy named Thannos by two human parents who lived in a hole in the wall small town somewhere on the outskirts of Mos Entha on Tattooine. As Draco and Thannos grew older, they began creating a bond and eventually became so close that it felt to them like they were truly brothers. Meanwhile, their father spent a majority of his time "away on business" as he put it and their mother was left to take care of the house and two growing boys.
One day, the two boys discovered the truth about their father through a holovid they had found in a drawer that was accidentally left unlocked. It turns out that he had a major gambling problem and that his business trips were nothing more than frequent trips to Mos Eisley to play Pazaak at the many cantinas and gambling dens there. Draco and Thannos were shattered and lost all respect they had once had for him.
This continued for years, slowly the meals grew bigger, the clothing they wore became a bit more fancy and eventually, their father had moved them to the capitol city of Corellia...Coronet...apparently their father had become quite the Pazaak player. Sometime later, Draco was about 10 and Thannos 15, their mother had sent them on a shopping run to a local food shop to grab some Nerf pattys. Upon their return they found their mother and father had both been slain by a blaster from some thug to who their father had owed a large outstanding gambling debt.
The boys ran, but not before they had been spotted. The thugs gave chase and a man hunt ripped through the silent and peacefull city...panic and chaos overcame all caught in the path of the violent thugs. Meanwhile, the two young fugitives ran frantically, fear making it impossible for them to pay attention to where they ran. They ended up in a dark ally of one of the worst cantinas in the city...there, they were confronted by a group of drunks who happened to want the reward offered for their capture.
Draco and Thannos just couldn't run anymore, so they fought back like two cornered Nexu hatchlings. After the fight, the two boys stood victorious over the bar patrons. They then started to dash into the cantina when a tall dark human emerged from the shadows and rushed them over to a waiting land speeder. The man wisked the boys away from Coronet and to the
eventual saftey of The Dark Brotherhood. The two newly orphaned kids were given food, shelter, training AND force training for the next 15 years and eventually became fine warriors of the guild, not to mention, very respected Jedi.
They worked through the ranks over those long years and, surprisingly, Thannos ended up being voted into main leadership over the guild and was granted the title of Grand Shadow Lord with Draco set to follow him when he was gone. Under Thannos's leadership, the guild grew tremendously. So much so that they had been planning an expansion project...a whole new guild on Courascant to act as the second branch of the Dark Brotherhood.
Shortly after, Draco was assigned a group of guild rookies and was responsible for their training. They had recieved their orders as usual...an overnight training mission... almost a 5 mile walk north of the guild hall. Upon completing their mission, they turned and headed home...eager to put food in their bellies and their heads in their pillows. When they reached the top of the cliff that overlooked their home, their hearts were ripped from their rib cages.
Their home laid in ruins... smoking, burning and every one of the 40 members left at home were slaughtered...even Thannos. Draco and the others looked to each other for support, but all 6 of them were too stunned in horror. No words were spoken...one by one they fell to their knees, each looking to Draco..."Milord. What would you ask of us?" That's when it hit Draco like a Bantha on Poodoo, Thannos was gone. "Milord? What is thy bidding?" Draco looked to his followers, "It is no longer safe for us. Split up, hide and I shall contact you when the time is right."
"But Milord", one concerned voice spoke up, "Its a big galaxy, how will you ever find us?"
Draco put a firm hand on the man's shoulder. "Because it is the will of the force. Worry not my friend, our paths shall cross again."
With that, Draco turned and disappeared, roaming the galaxy for years after, in search of new members...and seeking the ones responsible for his guild's slaughter...he would get revenge...
Subject: Grand Shadow Lord Draco Korr 
Tue Nov 11, 2008 3:24 am
