Well, I'm bored. . .
Dralus
Male Sith
32 standard years
6' 9"
Sith Sword, hand-crafted, dagger carrying poison of Korriban blood-serpent
Born during the harsh rule of Lord Simus, Dralus was one of millions of Sith who experienced first-hand the turmoil that ensued Simus' dethroning by Lord Ragnos. Upon seeing the mighty half-breed striding to the throne as a youngling, he pledged himself forever to the service of the new Dark Lord.
After proving himself more than worthy of acceptance into the Sith Army after single-handedly capturing a blood-serpent in the Temple, and removing its venom glands for his own use, Dralus became a fearsome soldier, dispatched with a thousand other troops to quell what could have become some rebellions. Brutality and efficiency became his character, and his hand-crafted weapon, his words.
After nearly a decade of service, the majority of which was spent in relative peace, another small uprising arose on the planet of Zarok, where apparently, human slaves had discovered an artifact in their mining that they refused to give up. Dralus, now a captain in the army, was stationed there, alongside the personal troops of the Councillor of the planet. Expecting an easy victory, the new captain stormed the small group of enslaved rebels, slaughtering the humans. However, he did not emerge unscathed.
Although the battle was won, a pair of humans brandished more than electro-drills and repulsor-powered digging tools. One wielded a Sith weapon of its own; a scepter. Realizing quickly that this was the artifact of importance, Dralus rushed forward brashly, expecting to end this impetuous fools life with a single stroke. How wrong he was.
A bolt of bright lightning fired from the scepter. The recoil cracked the jaw of the startled human, but the bolt blew a messy, glowing hole through the Sith captain. The last things he saw were his own troops rushing over him to the scepter, one of them beheading the human who had inadvertantly altered the fate of the Sith. He heard something similar to "Ragnos" before he toppled over, falling into a permanent sleep.
I got the name "Dralus" from the Latin word Soldarius, which the word "soldier" was based off of. Or something along those lines. 😛