Darus Kethra
Darus Kethra
Race: Arkanian
Sex: Male
Occupation: Armorer/Diplomat
Profession: Jedi Initiate
Homeworld: Arkania
Organization: Rebellion, Jedi Order
Darus Kethra, Jedi Initiate
Biography
Darus Kethra is an enigmatic Arkanian armorer and technician whose past is as veiled as it is storied. Born into a family renowned for its scientific and philosophical achievements, he was once steeped in a legacy of high expectations and intellectual prowess. A catastrophic event during his youth altered his course dramatically—transforming pride into a quiet humility and propelling him toward a life defined by both technical mastery and measured introspection. His early years remain shrouded in mystery, hinting at deep personal loss that reoriented his view of honor and duty.
Following a distinguished tenure as a combat mechanic and covert weaponsmith in the Arkanian military, Darus chose the solitary path of a wanderer, roaming the hyperspace lanes as a masterful technician. Known for his understated presence and innate sensitivity to the Force, he blends the precision of military discipline with a subtle, almost ascetic, approach to his craft. Though his connections to the Jedi and the full measure of his past are rarely spoken of openly, Darus Kethra has earned a reputation as a steadfast, resourceful figure
Description
He stands with a commanding presence that hints at a lifetime devoted to the rigors of mechanical repair and the art of armoring. His robust, muscular form bears quiet testaments of his craft---scars, calluses, and subtle sinews etched by countless hours spent leaning over engines and intricate contraptions. Each deliberate step and measured movement speaks of a man who has honed his physicality in service of precision and relentless labor. A shock of immaculate white hair crowns his head, sharply contrasting with his pale, almost translucent skin, and lending him an ethereal aura. His eyes, entirely white and void of pupils or irises, shine with an enigmatic intensity that betrays little yet hints at deep technical insight. Uncommonly, his hands terminate in four clawed digits each---a stark divergence from standard humanoid traits---while a large, intricate geometric tattoo sprawls across his upper arm, usually concealed beneath his work attire, silently chronicling his cultural heritage and personal creed.
A reinforced jacket of dark, oil-stained leather fits snugly over his broad chest, its surface intricately layered with overlapping panels of thin, burnished durasteel plating. The armor is not ostentatious but a carefully engineered ensemble: its segments interlock with quiet precision, each rivet and seam positioned to deflect sparks and shrapnel alike. Heavy-duty utility belts and modular holsters, affixed with a series of custom fastenings and tactile buttons, crisscross his waist and hips, carrying an array of specialized tools and components. Faded insignias and subtle etched markings on his gear speak in a silent dialect of technical expertise and countless hours of applied craftsmanship, their weathered surfaces reflecting the relentless grind of his lifes work.
