Eets
10-13-2001, 10:49 PM
Post your Player Character's background info here.
Here is the story of Eets'chula:
The room was dark aboard the crowded sandcrawler. Young Eets'chula had come here many times before to play among the dusty, broken droids scattered among the cargo hold. His parents told him, "Oh, little Eety, you could get hurt in here! A room full of old droids is no place for a young tribe prince!" But that never stopped Eets'chula, because the room was full of shiny toys for him to play with, each corner holding a different wonder.
One day, however, as the suns were setting over his homeworld of Tatooine, he found a small shiny box while he was playing in the cargo hold of his father's sandcrawler. "Wow! Look how pretty it is!" He said in Basic. Little Eets'chula started poking it, and prodding it and rubbing it in every sort of way. It took a while, but after a few minutes of playing with it, there was a strange light protruding from the corners!
*Fzztt, ffftt* A strange figure popped up. Eets'chula had never seen such a strange looking creature, and he had been in all the major cities of Tatooine! "Greetings, my friend. I am Jedi Master Osa-Mela. What would you like to know?" With a loud creak, the door to the cargo hold opened. "Yetini! Usa le tay soona soona!" Eets'chula quickly put the glowing box inside his robes, hoping that his father wouldn't see it. "Eets'chula! Are you in here? Your mother has dinner ready!" cried Suchama. "Here I am, father. I'll be right there!" replied Eets'chula. His father said: "Eets'chula, what have we told you about playing in here? You could get hurt!" "Yes Papa," came the response, as they left the room.
And so it was, that Eets'chula activated the strange box every day, until he became old enough to go into the cities on his own. One day, as he was walking through the docking bays admiring the starships, he heard a familiar word. "The Jedi Council will not approve of your actions, Padawan." Were the words of a man in a robe, scolding a younger human. Eets'chula ran up to the man, and said "Sir! Are you a Jedi? I wish to learn the ways of the force!!" The man replied in a low voice: "I am. Where did you learn of The Force?" "From a shiny box in my father's sandcrawler," came the reply. "My name is Mace Windu, what is yours?" Said the man. "Eets'chula is my name. Will you teach me?" "Yes, but I must test your sensitivity to the force, and the only way I can do that is if you come with me to Coruscant. It is far away from here, and you will be gone a long time. Go pack your things, if you wish to train as a Jedi."
And so, against the wishes of his parents, Eets'chula ran back to the sandcrawler and prepared his things, anxious to become a Jedi. Throughout the rest of his years Eets'chula was trained as a Jedi Consular, as we see him today.
Here is the story of Eets'chula:
The room was dark aboard the crowded sandcrawler. Young Eets'chula had come here many times before to play among the dusty, broken droids scattered among the cargo hold. His parents told him, "Oh, little Eety, you could get hurt in here! A room full of old droids is no place for a young tribe prince!" But that never stopped Eets'chula, because the room was full of shiny toys for him to play with, each corner holding a different wonder.
One day, however, as the suns were setting over his homeworld of Tatooine, he found a small shiny box while he was playing in the cargo hold of his father's sandcrawler. "Wow! Look how pretty it is!" He said in Basic. Little Eets'chula started poking it, and prodding it and rubbing it in every sort of way. It took a while, but after a few minutes of playing with it, there was a strange light protruding from the corners!
*Fzztt, ffftt* A strange figure popped up. Eets'chula had never seen such a strange looking creature, and he had been in all the major cities of Tatooine! "Greetings, my friend. I am Jedi Master Osa-Mela. What would you like to know?" With a loud creak, the door to the cargo hold opened. "Yetini! Usa le tay soona soona!" Eets'chula quickly put the glowing box inside his robes, hoping that his father wouldn't see it. "Eets'chula! Are you in here? Your mother has dinner ready!" cried Suchama. "Here I am, father. I'll be right there!" replied Eets'chula. His father said: "Eets'chula, what have we told you about playing in here? You could get hurt!" "Yes Papa," came the response, as they left the room.
And so it was, that Eets'chula activated the strange box every day, until he became old enough to go into the cities on his own. One day, as he was walking through the docking bays admiring the starships, he heard a familiar word. "The Jedi Council will not approve of your actions, Padawan." Were the words of a man in a robe, scolding a younger human. Eets'chula ran up to the man, and said "Sir! Are you a Jedi? I wish to learn the ways of the force!!" The man replied in a low voice: "I am. Where did you learn of The Force?" "From a shiny box in my father's sandcrawler," came the reply. "My name is Mace Windu, what is yours?" Said the man. "Eets'chula is my name. Will you teach me?" "Yes, but I must test your sensitivity to the force, and the only way I can do that is if you come with me to Coruscant. It is far away from here, and you will be gone a long time. Go pack your things, if you wish to train as a Jedi."
And so, against the wishes of his parents, Eets'chula ran back to the sandcrawler and prepared his things, anxious to become a Jedi. Throughout the rest of his years Eets'chula was trained as a Jedi Consular, as we see him today.