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Mos Kaleehi
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Life before House Horuset
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Born to a farmer family on the planet Dantooine, Mos Kaleehis life has always been boring. The farm did not require a lot of attention and so he spent his days doing what he felt like doing. He has always been quiet but brutal. His name, an imprint of his personality. Mos in Zabraki meaning a dialect version of Saint and Kaleehi, the name some fathers give down to their sons, meaning something like a harlequin. It not only shows his tendency to be quiet and to hide his real intentions behind a metaphorical mask but both words put together in Zabraki twist the meaning of Saint into something darker and it mirrors his violent ways.
When he was younger and other kids tried to mock him for his quietness or his race he became incredibly angry and started beating up the other kids until parents arrived or multiple other children forced him off of his victims. They didn't die but they took quite the beating before he could be taken away. Bleeding noses, bruises and face cuts were not too uncommon with him around. When he got older and the other kids his age were too afraid to be around him, he started getting his violent satisfaction from animals on his family's farm. He tortured smaller animals like chicken until death or tried beating up banthas to test his strength. When he didn't do that he trained. Running around the farm, jumping over fences, onto roofs, whatever could entertain him at the time. Like that he did not only stay fit but strong and agile.
Mos Kaleehi has never been the smartest hence his upbringing but he also is not a stupid farm child like many others back on Dantooine. He taught himself how to talk and read in basic by being on the marketplace a lot. Zabraki he has learned through his family. Since then he has often also acted as a translator for his family.
As he got older his hatred became more wild. He started hating his family now too for raising him on a shallow planet like Dantooine. He complained about life there and got not only into verbal fights with his father before a few squads of imperials came to Dantooine and changed his life. He saw them walking around the marketplace briefly and he saw hooded figures and sometimes soldiers walking along the farm and watching from a distance. One night he was awoken in his shed, several meters away from his parents shed by a hooded figure and two imperials, he could tell by the insignia on their shoulder. The hooded figure did not introduce themself but told him that he will have a chance at a better life.
"You are strong with the force my son. I can better your life, bestow honor, power and prestige to your name. All you have to do is prove your loyalty and devotion to the empire and to me, my son."
Those were the words he heard. He couldn't believe it, what he had hoped for, for so long is finally in reach. He didn't hesitate long before asking what to do.
"Your parents are not loyal servants of the empire. They deny us of their crops and ressources and cooperate with the Republic. They wish to exile you with help from the Republic. You need to kill them my child. Do it, do it now and by morning an imperial escort will take you with them to your new home."
He was shocked at first but did not have to think long. The recently increased fights with his father and words of his mother seemed to confirm those words. They wanted him gone so he will get rid of them first. He took one of the pitchforks on the side of the shed and walked over with determination and a clear mind: To kill.
Not long after the screams across the field died down. He walked out of his parents shed and dropped his weapon onto the floor, a red liquid covering the ground behind him. Only the hooded figure stood outside further away on a small hill. The moon was bright and so was that night as he could see the hooded figure seemingly nod in acknowledgment of the deed. Mos Kaleehi then went to sleep and he could sleep better than ever before.
The words were kept and the next morning an escort arrived to bring him to a shuttle. When he asked where it would take him, the only responses he got were "To serve the sith." He sat back and waited for where the journey will take him. The journey to becoming a Dark Saint - Darth Mos Kaleehi.
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More Information
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- Mos Kaleehi was actually born on Dathomir but his father was exiled when he was very young so
they had to escape, that is the reason why he is already carrying tattoos and for his personality.
Mos Kaleehi does not remember this however.
- Mos Kaleehi is left-handed.
- Mos Kaleehi is extremely interested in lightsaber combat, especially dueling.
- Mos Kaleehi tends to respect people who clearly want the empire/powerbase to succeed with their actions.
- He is otherwise a quiet persona unless engaged and has a strong tendency to brutal violence.
- Before arriving at House Horuset, Mos Kaleehi has briefly served at a different Powerbase.
- Mos has a knack for blood.
- Mos wears a golden ring on one of his horns.
- Mos escaped his past powerbase because of an attempt on his life, live to fight another day
- Mos has a very distinct tattoo on his forehead from the tribe he was born in
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Relations
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Gidyan Reebo(deceased) - He considered Gidyan a little brother, having a similar background and arriving at another Powerbase with him. After he watched his corpse being dragged away, he learned that any connection that would be formed in the sith are a mistake.
Thyrá - He feels like she has given him a sense of tradition in the past, something he values greatly. Able to be taught and teach something in return, he feels well in her presence but since she showed him what she can do, he can't help but feel slightly intimidated. Ever since his escape he still thinks about her at times. Mos has a bloodoath with her.
Rian Dorak - Since Dorak indirectly told him that he sees a lot of potential within him, he felt the need to always uphold that expectation, always trying to go above and beyond, Mos has to thank him for a lot and he won't forget. He could have the ability to make Mos lose his mind.
Nadatha - Helped him out more than once and he feels like he owes him respect in return. He seems to be reliable and a talented warrior in his eyes.
Hodaí - Has helped Mos improve in lightsaber combat and has provided him with wisdom surrounding combat, thus making Mos respect him highly even if Mos might act too barbaric at times for Hodaí.
Arkaellic Mortenoff - Oversaw the Acolyte training for him before and has taught him the theory behind force slow to practice and in the future use it to easily gain an advantage in a fight, also highly respected by him.
Anomas - Even if higher in rank Mos' respect for him comes from a warriors perspective.
Vayek Vipion - Mos respects him as one of the first acolytes he met and feels like he has to also look out for him as they arrived at House Horuset together. Mos would consider him something like a friend, if that exists in his mind.
Leivé - Leivé is his Master. Even if he doesn't know her that well he wants to make sure to not disappoint her and continually grow under her guidance.
Madros Dutrosu - His fellow apprentice under Leivé, Mos is not sure what to think of him.
Viren Sekker - Mos sees past all his shortcomings as he admires his position as purifier for House Horuset. He has since grown to respect him a lot more too.
Occularis - After a certain incident sees her as a Lora, a great privilige to be in, in his opinion.
Temekel Vipion - Before as Apprentice and now as Envoy, Temekel has always lent Mos an ear and given him opportunities to thrive for that Mos values and respects her.
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Inventory
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- A golden ring
- A ceremonial dagger
- A full set of armor
- Apprentice Armor (Leivé)
- Slightly fancier Clothes
- A lightsaber with a red crystal
- A zabrak horn
- A Quartermaster-class supply carrier
- A flask of Pelko venom
- A second lightsaber with a red crystal
Props to Nadatha | File is subject to changes.
