Liam Torun is a tall man with a broad-shouldered, burly build. His hair, beard, and bushy eyebrows are all white, the hair long enough to reach his back and the beard several years thick - though both are thoroughly well-kept. His face is wrinkled from age, his voice has a slight creak to it, and his build isn't quite as muscular as it once was, but his brown eyes are still keen. He wears Nomad robes of his own design, alongside a pair of well-worn, thick leather boots and belt, both identical to those of the Old Jedi Order.
Saberstaff.
Liam Torun-Urr has been a Jedi since infancy, and unlike many of the old Order never had a chance to assimilate with society or enter political circles. The Jedi Code has thus formed the backbone of his attitudes, preferences, and tastes; he'll eagerly leap into the fray to do the right thing and protect innocents, but he'll just as eagerly sit in a cave and meditate for days. He'll use any asset, equipment, or gear he needs to aid the will of the Force, but he's happy owning just a pair of boots and a set of robes. He'll keep himself clean and follow a disciplined lifestyle, but will just as soon become filthy to seem like a vagrant. He doesn't yearn for adventure, excitement, or companionship; he has no taste for possessions, luxuries, or consumables. A Jedi craves not these things.
Liam Torun is an elderly fellow who has lived alone for years, in simple conditions. He's hospitable to others and welcoming to any who pass through his door, but has little to no experience with the galaxy's finer matters. Though he is wise and intelligent, and knows to look out for deception, he himself is known for being kind, simple, and friendly to all those around him. He is exactly what it says on the tin - a kindly old hermit.
Liam Torun has been called many things over the years, and these include renegade, maverick, and dissenter - as well as hero, protector, and friend. He serves the greater good, and will do whatever he must to see it served properly. If this means breaking a law, he'll do so. If it means striking down an enemy, he won't hesitate. That said, when the dice roll in his favor, his strong moral code will stop him from stabbing an enemy in the back or kicking him when he's down. He believes in doing what is right, not what is easy.
Liam Torun is in his twilight years, and he knows it. Unlike some, though, it has brought him a sense of peace in troubled times. He knows that he could die in battle today, or in his bed tonight, or at any time after. He has lived a long life, and has served his ideals well, so he is not afraid to face down death one more time. If anything, he looks forward to choosing the manner of his passing, and to going out with a bang.
Liam Torun is a determined fighter, but he's also a proponent of peace. He'll fight his enemy with the goal of a stalemate or settlement in mind, weakening their defenses and crippling their counterattack abilities. Always a believer in the power of negotiation, he'll hamstring an enemy, only to help him back up and welcome him into the fold. For him, the greatest victory is the one where you didn't have to fire a single shot.
Liam Torun is a master of the Soresu style, both in combat and in wartime philosophy. When he does battle, he becomes an immovable object, flowing smoothly from offense to defense as the ebb and flow of battle dictate. When he is pressed, he will seamlessly defend and retreat as needed; when opportunity shows itself, he will strike true and never hesitate. He is known for falling into an almost trance-like state when he fights, though he is not lost to wit - merely submerged in the ebb and flow of the Living Force.
Master (+5) |
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Adept (+4) | |
Proficient (+3) | |
Trained (+2) | |
Learned (+1) | |
Mediocre (+0) |
Master (+5) |
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Adept (+4) | |
Disciple (+3) | |
Studied (+2) | |
Initiate (+1) |
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Primary Martial Art | Broken Gate |
Secondary Martial Art | None |
Primary Lightsaber Form | Form III (Soresu) |
Secondary Lightsaber Form | Form VII (Juyo) |