Silas was born on Coruscant to a small family of 3; his mother, sister Cera, and himself. These two young kids had always seemed to know just what the other was thinking, know matter the distance or the subject. When they were almost five years old a mysterious woman came to their apartment. She shook Silas's family, as she took his sister from their house off to the Jedi Temple on the planet.

A few years after, Silas's mother fell deathly ill and he was told to move to Telos to live with his uncle, Darius Ford. Years passed as he helped Uncle Ford with his shipping business on Citadel Station. The more he grew, the angrier he got. He saw bullies, thugs, and gangs filling the station, and their attitude left a sour taste in his mouth. As such, he began to take action into his own hands. Silas patrolled the streets and docks, protecting people he believed needed it. It wasn't until he was 20 when this came to a crashing halt.

Silas was forced with his back to the wall, facing down the angry hordes of people he's fought and tried to turn into the authorities, Silas thought he had messed up. But just when they started to close in, their eyes changed, from anger to seemingly..nothing. They stood straight, and turned to return their way down the alley. The hair on his neck stood on end, as he felt someone approach him from behind. This was when he met the woman who would change his life forever.

This was the day he met his master, Shi'a Freid. She took him under her wing, down to the planet of Telos to help with her mission overseeing the reconstruction and peacekeeping duties of Telos. Many of the other jedi at this praxium felt Master Freid made a mistake taking someone so old into training, but she constantly said "I have my reasons."

Challenge: Perfection

There is one thing that calms the anger within Silas, his practice. His form, his motion, his fighting, his stance; all of these help him focus his mind. He consistently wants to perfect his martial skills to focus his mind into something physical, something practical.

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Strength: Confidence
Weakness: Arrogance

Silas has the utmost confidence in his abilities. He believes that his practice has made his combat prowess one of the best in his praxium. However, with his skills growing so fast in a few short years, this has caused his ability to go to his head sometimes.

Gender: Male
Age: 25
Height: 5'6"
Build: Lithe
Skin: White
Hair: Dirty Blonde
Eyes: Brown
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