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Tyr-Kyr Magnus

"Impossible? Nothing is impossible with the Force young one.'

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a character in “Star Wars: Legacy Of The Force”, as played by Bradok187

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Name: Tyr-Kyr Magnus
Age: 48
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Faction: Jedi Order
Rank: Jedi Master
Skin: White/Tan
Eyes: Blueish-Green
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 196lbs
Hair: Dark Brown
Distinguishing Marks: A deep scar rests under his right eye. Slave brand upon his right hand.
Force Sensitive: Yes




Lightsaber Forms: Tyr-Kyr is one of the foremost masters of Lightsbaer combat. Excelling from a early age at his ability to both learn and apply different forms of the Lightsaber, Tyr-Kyr is known among his peers for his immense mastery of their Order's chosen weapon. A born warrior and skilled duelist, Tyr-Kyr prides himself on his abiity with the Lightsaber.
Known Forms-
Form II- Makashi
Form III- Soresu
Form V- Djem So

Force Powers: While not the strongest force user among the remaining Jedi Masters, Tyr-Kyr is still able to manipulate the force with a great degree of skill. While he chooses not to rely upon the Force unless he truly must, Tyr-Kyr knows that it is only from the Force that the Jedi gain their true strength.
Basic Force Abilities-
Force Sense
Telepathy
Force Jump
Telekinesis
Mind Trick

Advanced Force Abilities-
Force Hibernation
Force Defend
Force Stun
Precognition

Master Force Abilities-
Sever Force Connection

Skills:
Warrior- Though he was very young and the war was nearly over , Tyr-Kyr fought during the wars with the Sith following the death of Darth Krayt. Because of this he is a hardened warrior and prides effectiveness in combat above all else.

Agile- A high dexterity and agility allows Tyr-Kyr to move fluidity and engage on daring leaps and bounds with great success. His agility also greatly complements his ability fighting with a Lightsaber.

High Constitution- Tyr-Kyr has always shown his ability to keep pushing himself when he has reached his limit. When his body is broken and his spirt crushed this innate trait allows Tyr-Kyr to muster that final push to keep fighting.

Knowledgeable- A good Jedi knows that his mind is his primary weapon. Therefore Tyr-Kyr has spent much time studying and meditating on various topics to expand the horizons of his mind.

Empathetic- Tyr-Kyr has, like all Jedi, a deep understanding of his feelings. That in turn has caused him to develop a secondary nature to show empathy to friend and foe alike.

Equipment:
Lightsaber- Tyr-Kyr's Lightsaber is blue and connected to a solid black durasteel coated hilt.

Robes- Tyr-Kyr commonly wears the robes of a Jedi Master over the more flexible Jedi Guardian battle attire.



Appearance: Tyr-Kyr Magnus is a young brazen Jedi and he looks the part. Long brown unkempt hair falling below his ears. The rough formation of a beard beginning to show upon his face. Tyr-Kyr excels in breaking the norm for an expected Jedi appearance. He does don the traditional robes of the Order for, despite his physical form, Tyr-Kyr prides himself on being a Jedi. On his right hand the branded sigil of the slave traders still marks his flesh allowing all who gaze upon it to know his origins, and see how far he has come.

Personality: Tyr-Kyr is one of the less conventional master of the Jedi Order. Firmly believing the order should be more vengeful and focus more training soldiers than peacekeepers. Despite this however, Tyr-Kyr is fairly well liked by those that know him. Often joking and smiling with the younger generation of the Order, Tyr-Kyr is often portrayed as more jovial than harsh.

Biography: Born to spice merchants on Corellia, Tyr-Kyr's childhood remains a blur of distant star ports and auction houses up until he was nearing 5 years of age. It was during that year his parents ship was attacked by a band of slavers a few days out from Corellia. Not much of what happened is remembered by Tyr-Kyr, only that he would never see his parents again from that day on. Time went on of course and soon months turned to years while Tyr-Kyr was forced to serve to cruel reptilian masters that had bound them to their will.

It was during his second year of service that his liberation occurred. The slave ship was boarded and blaster fire range out through the hull for what seemed like ages. When it was over most of the slavers lay dead and the others surrendered quickly. Leading these rescuers was a Jedi Knight. It was then Tyr-Kyr was liberated for the second time in so many hours, for after telling his story to the Jedi Tyr-Kyr was taken before the Jedi Masters where he was tested and allowed to join the order. Since that time Tyr-Kyr had studied and trained diligently to become a Jedi Knight, and it would only be a few short years before he was granted that honor.

He was still a Padawan when the Sith hostilities had become increasing in great number. Sith attacks were always a present fear in those days, for even though they were now few in number they had not diminished in ferocity. After a contingent of Sith assassins murdered one of the Jedi Masters and several Padawan who were conducting their trials into Knighthood, the other Masters agreed that enough was enough and ordered the Sith to be purged from existence. The next several years Tyr-Kyr spent hunting Sith with his fellow Jedi. It was during that time he was Knighted and began leading Padawan into battle. Tyr-Kyr proved himself many times during battle and was revered as one of the most skilled Jedi of the time, however he was often scorned by the Jedi Masters for being to quick to use deadly force against his enemies. Despite this Tyr-Kyr was recognized as being one of the key players in the downfall of the Sith, and therefore granted a seat as a Jedi Master among his peers.

Now, years later Tyr-Kyr and his fellow Jedi converge on the planet of Coruscant where they hope the newly elected Chancellor will allow them to rebuild a home for their order within the newly forming Republic. However Tyr-Kyr has become wary of the every growing dark presence he has also felt converging on the unsuspecting Senate.

So begins...

Tyr-Kyr Magnus's Story

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The small transport ship was now silent as the robed being inside it sat motionless in the chair. He wore a pair of robes that his mother had given him a year ago on her death bed, with a mask he made himself covering his face. Strapped to his back was a freshly assembled vibroblade.

Sulin was deep in meditation. It was nearly a year ago that he had reach 'known' space. Since then he had formed a small, near invisible, group of force wielders called the Observers. They all had gone through great lengths to stay invisible while keeping track of the galaxy around them. Sulin couldn't truly tell whether the organization was doing well or not. At its size, the slightest change could kill it off.

Then, about a month ago, all those of sufficient skill in the force felt it. A pull that they couldn't understand. So, after several days of meditation, the members decided that Sulin, being the founder, only seer, and most skilled, would be sent to investigate. So now, here he was, preparing to take his small vessel into orbit around the city planet of Coruscant. By now, he knew that the origin of the pull was here on planet, which made him even more curious.

Activating a full systems cloak, Sulin woke from his meditation and began to guide the nearly undetectable ship to the surface of the planet. When he was finally confident on his landing zone not far off the port, Sulin made as quiet a landing as he could. Upon exiting the ship, he quickly commanded the force to make him invisible, which force users on the planet likely felt, with no follow up. Like it was only a pulse.

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There had been a constant humming that came from the engine the entire trip. At first is was an annoyance, but after an hour or so it had become a relaxing melody to the Jedi Master. Tyr-Kyr sat with his hood drawn and his hands clasped. A deep meditative state had washed over him as he began to deliberate on the pressing matters that he had somewhat been forced to go on this journey to complete. Being one of the five members on the Jedi Council, and being a well known figure from the last war with the Sith Empire, it was decided that Tyr-Kyr would be one of the master to go before the senate and request that the Jedi be allowed to return to their former home on Coruscant and resume their role as the protectors of the Republic. Tyr-Kyr didn't support this decision, but he was out voted by the other council members. He believed that the Order had lost sight of it's true purpose by becoming to involved with the Republic. The Jedi, despite their capabilities, were not intended to be warriors. Tyr-Kyr worried that should another conflict arise between the New Republic and one of it's enemies that the Jedi would not survive as it had in the past. Tyr-Kyr was then shaken from his thoughts by the crackle of the loudspeaker coming on and filling the cabin with the pilot's voice.

"Arriving on Coruscant in 3 minutes. Prepare all belongings for exit."

So the time had finally come. A new chapter would begin in the Jedi whether the senate allowed the temple to be repaired, or not. The ship came to a jeering halt as it landed at the docks and the doors slid open. A few of the Knights exited first, soon followed by the gawking Padawan wishing to gaze at Coruscant's glory. Rising slowly Tyr-Kyr walked towards the door as the last had exited. He could feel the distortion in the force as he stepped out upon the landing pad. A terrible shroud of darkness had fallen over this planet and it infected those that lived here. "Darkness looms in this place. It was not a wise choice to seek the senate's council this day." He spoke aloud and he walked ahead of the crowd of Jedi. He turned to face them once he was sure all their eyes were upon him.

"Young one, you have came here today at the behest of the others on the council and to observe the proceedings of the senate. You must watch and learn today, regardless of what happens. I expect you to act honorably and present our Order well to those that no longer remember us. Now we should make hast to the Senate Building."

With that he turned away, and began to walk towards the senate, knowing the others would follow.

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The Zabrak Jedi quickly controlled himself, though the sight of so many large buildings and flying vehicles was certainly impressive, the air around him had an odd metallic taste, he assumed that this was from the constant traffic and that Humans must be unable to feel it, or at least they didn't show it.

He resisted the urge to take a closer look at the space port when Master Tyr-Kyr stepped out from their ship, Deel like many other Jedi had had the honour of being trained by the Jedi and Deel in particular had a great deal of respect for him. His hands drifted back off of his sabres when Tyr-Kyr began lecturing the gathered Jedi, though he paid it little heed. Like the other Jedi he began following the Master, though he walked quicker so as to walk alongside Tyr-Kyr.

After a moment of walking he turned his head and with a small amount of trepidation asked the question that was beginning to bug him. "Master, I would have thought you would be happier for the chance to visit the old Jedi temple." Like almost all Zabrak Deel had a cold, deep and gravelly voice that betrayed all emotion. "I know more than one Jedi here would have preferred we went straight there." Deel himself was of a mixed mind as to which location he would have preferred, though he himself had strong political views and had long since wished to see the Senate at work, he was nervous to see how they would react to a host of Jedi walking the streets.

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Moving carefully about the buildings, Sulin remained as undetectable as he could be. He knew that should he get too close to a jedi, maybe around 10 to 20 feet, they would know he was there. He knew well that he had to avoid that, so as such, he stuck to taking the roof tops, doing his best to avoid using the force. His position might be a little more than dangerous, as he did not know how the jedi might react to knowledge of him.

His first stop was the old jedi temple. They had a library there that, assuming minimal damage, could give vast quantities of unknown knowledge. Sulin could not pass up this opportunity at such easy knowledge.




It had taken Sulin a grueling three hours to get to the old temple. It was in complete ruins. However, Sulin still had hope about it and began by walking in the one archway that was still intact. Upon entering the temple, Sulin fell to the ground pain rippling through him until he had lost enough focus to become visible, both by eyes and by force, once again. He stood up quickly now, without pain, noting that the force was a dangerous thing in the temple.

Following the broken down hallway, occasionally using the force to move objects out of the way, Sulin moved at a hastened pace. He could be seen and he could be felt, two things he found horridly dangerous.

Finally reaching the library, Sulin found what he was looking for. The lost knowledge of the jedi, their archives. It was plain to see that the archives had been damaged, but Sulin pulled all the recoverable data, putting it on a data spike to be brought back to the rest of the Observers. Sulin only hoped that no one had come to investigate the temple.

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Walked at the head of the group absent minded and still brooding over the fact that he was even here in the fist place. He was in the middle of internal deliberation when a voice broke through his concentration and addressed him. He turned his head slightly and looked out from beneath the hood at the boy that had spoken. The boy had inquired on why Tyr-Kyr had been looking so full of malice since they had left for Coruscant. He thought about telling the boy everything, as it was not in his nature to lie, but he also knew that placing so many worries upon a Padawan wasn't something he should do. He instead decided to moderate his answer with vague truths, and to let the boy draw a conclusion for the reasons on his own.

"Many years has it been since the Jedi have stepped inside the Temple, and many years more has it been since this place was called home by us. So much grief and darkness lay over this place, more so than I have ever felt. The day we return to the Temple, is a day we will surely mourn new losses."

He knew his words would cause a degree of confusion to those listening, but he spoke the truth of it. Turning his gaze back towards the street in front of him, once again he felt the force distort. Many powers were gathering here, and Tyr-Kyr knew that the Jedi were the least of them.

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Noel was the last to exit the ship. She hated returning to Coruscant more than anything in the Galaxy, and Master Tyr-Kyr knew this, and thankfully hadn't rushed her off the ship. That was Master Tyr-Kyr; Patient and understanding. She'd successfully avoided the planet for the past few years but there was no getting out of it this time, she knew it was her duty as a Jedi to be there, in order to make their presence in the galaxy known. Just as it was her duty to fight.

She remembered all to clearly that final bloody ground battle that took place on the planet's surface when the remaining Sith forces converged on Coruscant, to strike at the heart of both the Jedi Order and The Republic just as their ancestors had done many decades before them. All sides had suffered massive casualties at that point, so even the Padawan where called to fight for the good of The Republic. She remembered how overwhelmed she felt at first. Being on the battlefield wasn't like anything she'd ever experienced, even missions where her and her master were forced to engage Sith and their buckets o' bolts couldn't compare. It was like pure chaos, crimson red bolts arced through the air, and death surrounded her. In the end the Republic, with the aid of the Jedi managed to drive them off. However it hardly felt like a victory, even as the last of the remaining Sith ships fled the atmosphere and vanished into hyper space, for they had left countless bodies behind. Including her best friend who graduated from the Academy the same year as her.

But that's not what kept her off Coruscant all these years, she had long since moved past her death, and many others. They where Jedi, fighting came with the deal, and so did dying. It was herself that she most feared. She remembered how the longer the fight dragged on, the harder and harder it became to contain her own emotions, her rage, let alone channel the emotions of the Sith she locked blades with. Until finally, she let go, and in that moment the power of the dark side had become abundantly clear. She released all the hate, all the suppressed rage and frustration and used it to cut down Sith left and right. And it felt good. It felt good to feel so untouchable and powerful, even if it was short lived.

She had crossed a line she probably wouldn't have been able to come back for had she not blacked out from the exertion. It felt so good and so right that scared her to think about. So she never spoke of it to anyone, and never returned to Coruscant until now. Ironically the experience failed to deter from devoting most of her training to Vaapad.

"Young one, you have came here today at the behest of the others on the council and to observe the proceedings of the senate. You must watch and learn today, regardless of what happens. I expect you to act honorably and present our Order well to those that no longer remember us. Now we should make hast to the Senate Building."

She didn't realized she was clenching her teach until she opened her mouth to say " Yes master " with a curt bow of respect to follow. Her was replaced by a faint smile as the newly knighted Deel outpaced them to walk at the Master's heels. His ego was big enough to feed an army of Rancor for months, but Noel liked him. Partly because he manages to get himself into bigger bantha droppings than she did.

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"Many years has it been since the Jedi have stepped inside the Temple, and many years more has it been since this place was called home by us. So much grief and darkness lay over this place, more so than I have ever felt. The day we return to the Temple, is a day we will surely mourn new losses." This was not a response he had expected from the famous Master Tyr-Kyr, ever the cornerstone of patience and reason. He slowed down as he considered this.

It was at this moment he felt something. A tug in the Force, like ripples in a pool, his head tilted slightly as he considered what could be making the pull, it felt slightly... Dark and intoxicating, he was reminded of the shrine he had found back on his homeworld, it was a place he had told nobody about and long since wished to return there.

He turned his head to look back his fellow Jedi and waited until he was next to Noel Basra, not exactly thick as thieves or inseparable though they did spend a good deal of time together, not as much as he would have liked however. He bowed his head ever so slightly in greeting and making sure they were at the back of the group began talking in what should have been a hushed tone, though the voice of a Zabrak is usually too gruff to be quiet. "Volks nuin." The phrase literally translated to 'greetings, friend' and it was one he rarely used unless he trusted someone. "Did you feel something in the Force a moment ago? I'm sure Master Tyr-Kyr did, though he is in a foul mood it seems today and most likely paid it no heed."

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The trek through the streets of Coruscant had taken longer than Tyr-Kyr had expected. Despite being born on the booming metropolis planet Corellia, Tyr-Kyr preferred solitude and the embrace of nature to the hustle and bustle of city life. However, it wasn't his dislike of the city that made him uneasy here, it were the memories of the battles he and the other Jedi had fought here in the final days of the war. The Sith had grown weak and small in number and decided to push for one more victory within the heart of the Republic. The Jedi eventually prevailed with it's Republic allies, but the losses of the Jedi far exceeded that of the Sith. These streets were bloodstained to Tyr-Kyr, and no amount of time would cleanse them. Many Jedi believed that the Sith had a hidden agenda when they attacked Coruscant, and the battle had just been a diversion. Try as the might however; no evidence was ever found to support this theory. Tyr-Kyr simply shook his head and walked towards the steps of the Senate building, the deliberations would begin soon, and the powers at be had near all gathered.