boy, young man, full grouch
Name: Tak’na’Za’krum’im’raxius (Called Axius since the full measure of his name is word salad)
Age: 120 physically appearing about 35
Race: Nagai (Not that anyone has any idea what a Nagai is, most assume he’s a Chiss of an unknown ethnic class. Due to his species sharing the glowing red eyes and Nagai not being native to the Galaxy yet)
Occupation: Jedi Master (Formerly of the Tower of first Knowledge/ leader of the shadow Jedi)
Weight: 180 lbs
Appearance: In a word fibrous. He doesn’t look his weight, a gauntness conceals most of his strength, appearing like a skeletal creature. Severe and pitiless. Darth Malgus once mockingly called him The Scarecrow Jedi only to receive a lightsaber in the groin for his trouble. He forsakes the traditional brown robes of the Jedi for the polished blue armor of the Republic honor guard with the symbol of the Jedi order embracing the seal of the Republic on his breast. Wearing Jedi’s robes, a charcoal grey coloring over the armor. Eschewing both cowl and combat helmet due how intimidating his eyes seem to be to many sentients. The Ash grey skin and thick black hair and glowing blood red eyes common to his species made the Jedi Order classify him as some sort of ethnic sub category of the Chiss species (Axius has never contradicted this and never will). His Lightsaber different from the Shadowy Jedi he commanded carries a curved hilted lightsaber signifying his mastery of the Second form of Lightsaber combat (he’s also a master of the seventh form and one of the few masters who can claim this). Additionally, he carries a smaller light foil a sort of short saber that he’ll use occasionally in combat (defending so he can attack with his longer blade or stabbing at the thighs. Think Renaissance era condottieri and the Italian fencing schools of the period). When in the High Council or chairing the Council of first Knowledge he was famous for his hunched, observant posture. Whenever a Master Spoke his eyes would scan the entire council, observing the reactions and inflections of other masters, seeking to know their minds and often causing a sense of unease among those who spoke (for they often felt a sudden need to measure their words and ensure they had something worth saying.) Known for his voice, which could be as soft as a whisper yet silence a room or as loud as thunder when needed, always cold yet oddly intense.
Personality: Severe, uncompromising and yet disturbingly perceptive and insightful. Master Axius has served on the Jedi high Council for nearly seventy years and commanded the Council of First Knowledge for nearly eighty. In that time, he’s seen and battled many a dark and terrible thing and protected the Jedi from the Sith, from the Hutts, the Mandalorians and sometimes, other Jedi. Relentlessly and intensely committed to the goals of the Jedi Order, to the stability and unity, the prosperity of the Republic that adopted him Master Axius has become the corner stone and face of the more militant and fanatical among the Jedi Order. Neither truly conservative nor forward thinking Axius first came to the notice of many as a Jedi Knight for attacking the current ban on Marriages and Children. Arguing, that when Nomi Sunrider ruled the Jedi, when the Jedi were able to take wives and raise families, when they were able to fight for love on top of the force they were at their zenith in power. To defeat the Sith, he argued, we must be engaged in the world around us not become sterile, sexless droids. Young and old, many a force user listened, the Jedi Masters whom he debated grew flustered and soon rhetoric and discourse gave way to authority and in a perhaps decision the young Knight was ordered to remain silent. This, relentless sense of drive, this committed loyalty to the Jedi Order and Republic has been an aspect of his nature for all his adult life. Known for viewing the Dark side as a drug and Dark Side users as drug addicts, his dismissive contempt of the more twisted side of the force has at times bordered on hatred but it is held in check by a fanatics zeal (indeed the greatest cause for strife among him and Satele Shan is her belief that he made being a Jedi a religion for thousands of force users and in doing so puts the order on a dangerous path) . Axius does not compromise, he does not bend, he does not break, and he never, ever surrenders.
Many a Sith, rogue Jedi and pirate have heard the cry “The Light Wills it!”
For nearly all, that is the last thing they hear.
Axius is the rockface that defies the waves. They crash and break upon his unrelenting soul
Powers: As the former leader of the Tower of First Knowledge Axius had access to the ancient holocrons, scrolls and knowledge of the old Jedi. Known to have dabbled in Bendu sorcery, he’s able to generate blasts of energy when the need arises. He can bend light to create shields and has been known to be able to dispel Sith Alchemy (at one point disassembling a chimera in one of the most brutal displays of ancient Jedi mysticism in recorded history.). In his youth he was gifted with visions, but his powers of prophecy have faded, atrophied by his relentless quest to vanquish the darkness. As a duelist he was held to be one of the best on the Jedi Council, losing only twice (once against Satele Shan who attacked him in a rage when he suggested she simply execute her son rather than risk emotional contamination in mockery of her insistence on upholding the marriage ban) and a second time to Darth Malgus who nearly cut his heart out after Axius castrated him in their now rather famous battle. Beside Shan on Kamino he entered the War of The Storm in its final moments, managing to save Shan from death and carrying her off at the end. Even engaging the Hound and managing to draw blood (The Hound punched him so hard, Axius’ eye nearly popped out of its socket and it took him months to regain his vision). His skills as a battlefield commander and administrator exceed his marshal prowess though. Great as he is with a blade or sorcery, he’s an even better politician. A thing that is a source of secret shame for him.
Skills: Master of form 7 and form 2 and skilled in the other forms of Lightsaber combat (but refused to study them to mastery due to wanting to commit his time what he considered more important). Talented in various forms of force light and some ancient sorcery. Adept administrator, commander and leader. Master of Rhetoric.
Equipment: Gifted the right to wear the blue armor of the Chancellors honor guard after thwarting an assassination attempt. Axius wears a force augmented variant of their armor minus the helms. His cloak is fire retardant and can resist lightsabers for a fraction of a second or two (enough that when coupled with his armor, it affords him enough resistance to reduce a fatal injury to something more manageable). A curved hilted lightsaber (a deep purple color with flecks and sparks of crimson) and his short saber which has a hilt of Arkanian Dragone bone make.
Severe might be a good word to describe Master Axius, born on a generational ship that had traveled ahead of the main Nagai refugee fleet. His people, cold, insular and brutal had only begun to set up their small colony when Republic forces arrived on their world. The detachment of regular army soldiers, lacking any of the polished ivory armor of their elite betters treaded nervously upon what they had been led to believe was a “Chiss” colony set up within Republic territory in violation of some treaty the Nagai knew not which. This, ignorance of local customs and lack of foresight or knowledge mixed with their intractable nature ensured violence followed. Republic soldiers, even regular army men are gallant, but they were no match for a people who had endured millennia in the abyss between galaxies. Desperation, barbarism and the Nagai’s unyielding survival instincts quickly saw the invaders slaughtered almost to a man. The Boy who would become Axius had an awakening at that moment, a dream of something, far off, warm and different. When the Republic returned, it returned not with more picket forces but a division of the Republics finest, commanded by the Knights in brown that he’d seen in his dreams. As all prepared for battle, these Knights in brown called out, begged them to cease their hostility, that they could negotiate with ascendency for settlement rights, or they could claim asylum if they were a persecuted minority (None of the Nagai knew the meaning of any of these words). Again, he tried to convince his father and again he was met with violence and dismissal and, as he looked deeper, he noticed the fear. These knights in brown stormed their meager fortress and the Nagai fought bitterly, a battle that lasted hours and even resulted in the Jedi and their forces being pushed back for a time. As night fell, Nagai attacked their camps and were slaughtered, and the Jedi organized a counter attack and soon buildings were burning, most of the adults were killed. Others, children and teenagers killed themselves or else armed themselves with explosives and ran at the enemy, killing dozens and maiming a Jedi Knight by the name of Artris. The boy who would become Axius was taken by his father (who had just shot his mother and sisters) and carried to the balcony of the last standing building. There, he cursed his son for being in league with these demons and attempted to throw the boy from the ledge. In a moment of clarity, something sang to the boy and he found his cells saturated with an energy he’d never felt before. His eyes cleared, tears fell away, confusion melted, he was in tune with the music of battle about him and soon found himself sensing the hearts of those nears him. His knuckles and finger joints burned, and he felt an urge to stretch his hand outward and in doing seemed to lift and hurl his father from the same ledge. Artris, seeing this reached the boy and promised him, he’d come to no harm. Artris for his part was shocked, instead of confusion and fear Artris saw only understanding and clarity in the boy’s eyes. Upon asking for his name and being given some unpronounceable mouthful they gave him the traditional method of addressing a Chiss. “Axius” became his new name and that suited the boy fine, all the Nagai who landed here were dead, the other scout ships were likely not to arrive for centuries and the main fleet would not come for thousands of years. The secrecy for his people had died, almost to the last was protected and he, patching together what he could about the Chiss began to concoct a fairy tale pleasing to their ears. Yes, he was Chiss but of a variation not seen before, a secret, racial shame for the Chiss and his people were being exterminated and or enslaved. His people fled to Republic space in fear and desperation, attacked the Republic in fear and hysteria for they believed the same fate would await them here. For their part, the Chiss government ever eager to be left alone, happily reinforced this nonsense and let it serve as a warning of what happens to non Chiss inside the Ascendency. Their isolationism reinforcing his lies Artris soon was appointed his master. Initially believed to be too old to be properly trained (they wanted Axius to be under Jedi care in case he suffered some form of shell shock from the destruction of his settlement) believed him to be destined to a life of mediocrity and duty in the Jedi Service Corps. In truth, Axius fell in love with what he saw, a galaxy, a universe of bounty, beauty and opulence, created by the Republic and preserved and maintained by the Jedi. Axius threw himself into his studies, enamored of the knowledge and compassion, the mercy of his Galaxy and its liberties and resolved to defend it all with the same fanaticism only a people who spent ten thousand years running in the dark could ever truly know. Axius grew in skill and presence, surpassing the expectations of the Jedi Masters and his own Master the Knight Artris and soon, surpassing him. At an age when most are passing the Jedi Trials to become apprenticed to a Knight, Axius was himself Knighted and soon earned a reputation for being charismatic, intense, critical, but eager to learn, zealous but not fanatical. His debates with master’s on Jedi doctrine, both questioning and reinforcing would in later years become requiring view/reading in the Academies and his defeat of a Mandalore in battle made him somewhat of a legend before he was thirty. Seen as somewhat of an expert in darkside lore, known for his uncompromising nature and somewhat fearful of his ascent (for he had begun to address Sith as Heretics at this point and others followed suit concerning the Jedi), he was promoted to the rank of Jedi Master at thirty-two. Given a seat on the Council of first knowledge the Jedi High Council hoped that his tenure commanding the spy Jedi, the Dark side object seekers and the library would temper his fervor. Nothing could have been further from the truth and exposed to the extent of the depravity of the dark side, it seemed to only harden his resolve. Axius was appointed as leader of the Council of first knowledge, earning himself a seat on the Jedi council at a relatively young age and soon became one of the leaders of a Hawkish faction within. War, with the Sith was inevitable, he explained and conflict with the powers beyond known space was likewise. It fell upon the Jedi to prepare the Republic for a war for which it surely must win for the Light to survive. The Jedi themselves, needed to harden and grow stronger. To this end he aggressively opposed the marriage ban and other prohibitions against knowledge or policy. In the shadows, the agents of the tower of First Knowledge did much to slow the Sith advance and keep a watchful eye on Zakuul and other foreign powers. In public, his policies and arguments were persuasive, his accolades iron clad and he soon found himself at the head of one of the larger factions of the Jedi order. Among the younger force users who listened to what he had to say was Satele Shan, lured by his rhetoric against the marriage ban and his predictions of war with the Sith. Time invariably seemed to have proven him right and after the death of her master she became one of his most ardent followers and he in turn one her most devoted supporters. With the back of the Shan name, it seemed as though the tides would turn. In the early stages of the war Axius and his Jedi devotees claimed victory after victory. “The Light Wills It!” became a battle cry the Sith feared, but politics and a daring raid on Coruscant stopped that. Axius condemned the rest of the council for kowtowing to the Sith and it was here that the first signs of a breaking in the alliance between Shan and Axius emerged. Going through her own personal crisis and the darker feelings love for a Storm Trooper brought out, those cracks widened into fissures which shattered their friendship. A few months after the legendary duel on Kamino Shan confessed to giving up her son, to wanting to back the newer, more dogmatic traditions. She feared for herself, it wasn’t an open condemnation of their once shared views, but he took it as such and dismissively told her to drown her son if she was so committed to being little more than a service droid. Maybe their friendship ran deeper than he thought, for the young Master took that as if he had stabbed her or perhaps, she was merely venting all the pent-up grief and agony over her decision. Either way, Axius felt the full fury of a Jedi Master Shan’s caliber. Her rage bringing her close to the darkside and what ordinarily could have been a relatively close match turned into a one-sided beating that left Shan ashamed of her actions and Axius convinced that her spirit was weak, her faith frail and her disposition broken. Over the years, she would try and reconcile with her old friend, only to be repeatedly spurned. Axius seldom forgave, he never forgave capitulation.
Then, the war resumed, Raven returned and the Bar’sen’Thor became an outlander when the Eternal Empire came a knocking. Satele Shan, the Jedi Order, the Sith and the Republic all surrendered. They yielded to blasphemers and heretics and many young, confused, desperate Jedi (and even some Sith) took these events as vindication of all of his warnings. When the Ceasefire occurred, Axius abandoned Tython in disgust, leading hundreds of the Jedi and Republic troops away as the forces of Zakuul moved. Dividing the Jedi Order and vowing to return to the High Council only when the last Sith, the last Zakuulan Knight lay dead at his feet.
Then and only then, would the real work begin. Purging the Jedi Order of its traitors, punishing the heretics and helping the Republic restore its hegemony.
Additonal Information: Believing the hero who would eventually become the Outlander to be pivotal in breaking the darkness, one of the few times he supported a move by Satele Shan was in bestowing the Bar’sen’Thor title upon them. His tenure as head of Council of first knowledge ensured he has a deep network of spies, even now in the ruins of a broken Galaxy. This has led to the disappearance and quiet “Detention” of many Jedi knights and master’s who supported the ceasefire.
Allegedly, has executed two Jedi masters for Heresy already.