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Before the start of the war began a conflict between two species the Kaleesh and the Huk. The Huk were a race of insectoids that overpopulated there planet so they began to conquer and colonize other nearby planets, eventually, they came to the planet of Kalee. This ball of dirt covered in hot jungles was inhabited mostly by the Kaleesh a violent and tribalistic race that had a love for two things glory and combat. So unlike the planets before, Kalee did not kneel to Huk and such began a long and bloody conflict between two planets that believed in no surrender. One of the first strikes to Kalee from the Huks was the capture and enslavement of millions of Kaleesh. Thus began my life, in a damned and dirty hole on some planet in the middle of nowhere. Never having seen the ancient battlefields, having not seen the tribes where my brother and sister would grow into strong warriors. In fact, I never saw that hole in the ground, my first waking memory was of a living room sunlight pouring through the window onto the carpet while I did who knows what while looking at Dirnora, I guess you could call her my adoptive mother since she was the one who bought me and took me to Coruscant, she then raised me till I was old enough to become a Jedi Initiate and begin my training. I was able to get along with the other children and had an easy time making friends. In the end, my youngling years were quite easy, the same could be said for my years as a padawan though.

After the Initiate Trials though things slowly changed more and more people became distant and didn’t want anything to do with me. During my youngling years, I did find out I was a slave but back then it didn’t really mean anything. Then everyone else discovered this and I believe it scared them, also it did not help matters that I was the only Kaleesh Padawan in the entirety of Coruscant. Over those years I slowly became more isolated and spent more time with my face in a book or training my saber skills than trying to socialize. I began to become spiteful and began to hate who I was and who I was surrounded by. When this began to happen I definitely notice a lot more looks from the older Jedis of the order, I think they sensed a dark side of myself begin to form.

Then miraculously I was chosen by a Jedi Knight to be trained, a tall Togruta named Greer. To this day Greer is still one of the most peculiar men I’ve met and he was not a man who I generally got along with. That is until he earned my respect and my trust which was achieved by saving me from my own stubbornness more than once. I could write entire books about the stories we made together he was such a patient man even at his angriest. He showed me the importance of protecting others and doing what was right even when it was the hard thing to do. To this day I hold great respect for him in part for teaching the techniques but also what it meant to be a Jedi as well.

Then the day finally came the confluence of all my hard work, study, and my efforts during the Jedi Trials, the title of Jedi Knight. Even on the day, it didn’t even feel real, the entire time I couldn’t believe what was happening, then when I was brought before the Jedi Counsel I nearly fainted from shock. My mentor was there and on his face, I saw a look of pride as I was knighted. Later that day I met back up with Dirnora and I could barely talk to her through her blubbering and her fuss about my new rank.

After two years I decided I needed to spend some time on something besides the Jedi order, so after lots of paperwork and discussion among my superiors at the temple, I managed took two years away from my Jedi duties. Even though it was just two years that time changed me almost as much as my training at Jedi Temple. I saw things I didn’t think allowed by morality.

Upon my return to the Temple, everything was the same but I was different and it took some time but I got back into the swing of things and even started my training to become a Temple Guardian. It took quite some time but through fierce determination and will I became what I desire a Guardian of the Jedi Temple. Ever since I was young I always admired the Temple Guardians in their white robes and white gold-trimmed mask, so powerful in their stance and determined in their gaze. It was quite an honor to be able to hold the post.

Then the war began, immediately I felt worried about the consequences of this conflict. So after consulting with others Jedi Knights and even a Jedi Master along with some meditation, I decided what I needed to do, before I protected the temple but now I must strive forward and protect the very future of the Jedi Order itself by whatever means necessary.

For the Future: (Motivation)
This is war is trouble, big trouble, the fate of the galaxy may very well hang in the balance. So I must fight to protect what I cherish as well as the many lives that depend on me. Blood is being spilled across the stars and the Jedi Order itself could be in danger, that is unacceptable! The order saved me so now I must save it allow with all that fight to protect it as well. One for All!

Helping Hand: (Duty) V:10
The most important thing in an army is the soldiers who protect the civilizations who they fight for but who protects the protectors. That duty falls to Kaiden. Trained in combat medical care and protection oriented martial saber arts, he's there to make sure everyone makes it home in time for supper and doesn't lose an arm in the process. But also to make sure everyone is operating at peak performance and proficiency, while also making sure you're of a good mental state and remember no man left behind.

Find out ;]

At the age 29 and standing at 1.97 meters tall.

He has reddish-orange skin that has the texture of scales and two piercing yellow eyes that are quite similar to that of a cat's due to his species. With a face that holds a handful of scars most notably one the crosses over the right side of his lips perpendicularly, if he had no tusks then his face would be slender but due to his tusks, his face has a broad look to it. Although it would be unlikely for you to see his face due to his Kaleesh war mask that he insists on wearing at all times in public, even when eating.

He's quite broad in stature with callused worn fingers that he lets breath bare. The same could not be said for the rest of his body. He wears the usual Jedi attire of brown robes with his undershirt being a darker grey along with a dull red silk band and brown headscarf that he wears around his head while wearing his Kaleesh war mask making him look more akin to a drifter or poor thug than Jedi. (Headshot at the top of the character sheet)