Xyrath



"'There is no peace, there is passion.' ~ Recited by Xyrath, on his induction into the Sith"

Awakening
Xyrath was born on his home planet of Rattatak at birth he was sold the Gladitorial arena as most children would be if they seem to show no promise of greatness to ones family. He there worked as a Pit slave from the earliest age of five to around eleven when he was first thrown into the arena with another slave around the same age. Xyrath never learnt the first person he killed but like most Rattataki it came naturally to him, the roars and laughter of the sick twisted drunk men and women watched the two young boys beat each other senseless for freedom was disgusting and cruel at best. Within an hour the fight was over and the crowd died down to see the bloodied corpse of the young boy slumped lifeless on the sandy floor of the arena, Xyrath looming over his opponent with a expression of dread planted upon his face. Awkward murmurs filled the arena before Xyrath moved his hands over the corpse raising it above his head and screaming as loud as he could, his first taste of victory was so sweet as the crowd screamed and cheered for the victor.

Academics
But Xyrath didn't want just victory, he wanted those smug slavers to bow down to him. Xyrath spent time in the Arena serving as a servant but this way earning credits and spending his time training in the halls of the Arena, in what felt like a matter of months turned into four years as he was shipped off to a Sith academy in a planet unfamiliar to him. Inducted into the Sith almost immediatly he showed prowess like no other Rattataki peers, Xyrath being only the age of fifteen when he was inducted into the Sith ranks, volunteering himself as a Sith Acolyte to train in the ways of the darkside of the force and to help forward the great Sith Empire. Throughout his service as an Acolyte he showed great promise with his training "Vibroblade" advancing him above his peers. His family however or more prominantly "masters" were not ones to follow the Sith's ways of the force and instead become promising Mercenaries or Imperial Troops rather than Sith Lords giving Xyrath's peers and edge over him in knowledge of the force. However Xyrath's personality darkened and he slaughtered two of his most intelligent and bright peers in their sleep without hesitation, honing him as one of the most now promising Acolytes ready for Apprenticeship.