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"Even the oldest and wisest Jedi Master is but a youngling in the eyes of The Force"
- - Ptolemy Halcali
Formerly a Tarnga (Jedi Knight, having passed Jedi Trials) in the order of Jedi Guardians of the Peace based on the planet of Ossus. Ptolemy left Jedi Guardians of the Peace just prior to the order's dissolution and wandered the galaxy alone to further his understanding of the force. On the planet of Haashimut, Ptolemy was reunited with his old Master Maximus Blankes, to aid in the construction and running of the revived Wandering Jedi. He is currently a Kerton Rimidon, (Jedi Master appointed to Jedi Council) serving as a Council Master for the Wandering Jedi.
Ptolemy appears to be a human of average height (5' 10") with white skin and brown eyes, having had corrective procedures on his embarrassingly bright blue eyes. However, subsequent DNA analysis has revealed that his ancestry is something of a cocktail of races. After lengthy study it has been discovered that Ptolemy's parents were only part human and an exceptionally small part at that. As it turns out, Ptolemy's father was descended from a union between a Human and a Chev, whom are a human-like species known to have a life-span in the centuries rather than the decades of humans. His mother was also a mix of long-lived species, in her case being part Borneck and Epicanthix. This amalgamation of genetic material seems to be a unique occurrence and has resulted in a strange, but not unwelcome effect on Ptolemy's apparent ageing. In that despite closing in on nearly a century of age, his physical features still appear to be of someone in their later twenties, or early thirties.
Ptolemy also suffers from a congenital indifference to pain which he developed at birth. His early years were fraught with accidents and mishaps but as he began walking with confidence these occurrences lessened gradually, eventually becoming rare, with hindsight Ptolemy puts this down to the Force working within him at a young age. However, while accidents are rare he is far from invincible, while it is true that he has no perception of pain this ailment may cause his muscles to tear or bones to break in an easier fashion than regular humanoids. His appearance is most distinctive thanks to his long flowing black hair which reaches somewhere around his lower back and is in fact his most prized physical feature. It has also been said that it is rare to find Ptolemy attired in anything besides his Jedi robes, when asked about this he will simply reply that he does not feel right dressing in almost anything else.
Ptolemy joined the Jedi at the tender age of 10, but was still considered a late starter compared to the Taskih Padawans (Padawan learner in a class under 7 years old) but he was immediately accepted as an Obsiskius Padawan (Padawan learner in a class over 7 years old). Yet despite his late start Ptolemy has had the pleasure of learning from a great many Knights and Masters on various subjects ranging from philosophy and diplomacy to construction and the art of the lightsaber.
Ptolemy studied in a group of Padawans until he was about to reach the age of thirteen (the traditional 'drop-out' age of the Jedi). The instructor for this group would be a Jedi Knight (later to become a Jedi Master of the council) by the name of Tercena Watanabe, who was a talented engineer in addition to possessing great skill with a lightsaber. Over the younger years of Ptolemy's training the two did not see eye to eye and in some things they continue to disagree. However as he matured and reflected back on her teachings, Ptolemy realised that a great many of the things which she tried to convey had become the basic building blocks of his own attitude.
Despite only having nearly three years of training compared to many of the other Obsiskius, whom averaged around five to eight years, his potential was noticed by several Jedi. Among these was the first to officially become his Master, Leonardis Mission, at that time the Grand Master of the order. Grand Master Leonardis Mission took Ptolemy to be the latest in his long succession of Padawan learners, making him a Quarton (Jedi Padawan apprentice in one on one training with Jedi Master). This partnership was short lived however, as the young Padawan grew to bond better with another Jedi at that time. Ptolemy was however disappointed to be rejected by the master whom had inspired him to join the Jedi and had requested personally to take him on officially, Master (later Grand Master) Zoom Kilian. Over time he grew to understand why he had been rejected, as he saw the great workload and pressures which were put upon the aging Master, although this did not stop him from fervently learning every scrap of knowledge the councilor would throw his way.
After several months of training with Grand Master Leonardis Mission their partnership deteriorated to the point of no return. This however was not a great problem as a former Jedi Knight of the defunct Jedi Master order returned to Jedi Guardians of the Peace. This Jedi Knight would go on to become Grand Master of the Wandering Jedi, Maximus Blankes. Ptolemy found that his learning style matched well with Maximus' form of teaching and he prospered in their partnership, not only becoming much improved with a lightsaber (with which he later surpassed his Master) but also philosophically. This partnership challenged the young Ptolemy until he completed this training, becoming a Markib (Jedi Padawan whom completed Jedi training under Jedi Master) and beginning his Jedi trials, which he arguably completed aged twenty. If one were to look at them technically, Ptolemy did not complete his all of his trials. This was down to a number of issues, all of which were conflicting with his opinion on what would be ethical for a Jedi to do. Later on, Ptolemy would look back on these two technically failed trials in a different fashion, thinking them trials which would test his ethics and Jedi-like behaviour, rather than his ability to follow instructions.
Once Ptolemy's trials were completed, he settled down into the tasks of a Tarnga (Jedi Knight having successfully passed the Jedi Trials). Assisting in unofficially training younglings and Padawans, minor border disputes and on a couple of occasions dealing with incidents involving the Sith. This way of life endured for some time and for a while it seemed as though it would never end. However, a dark presence was slowly filtering over the Jedi Order and this did not go unnoticed by the new Jedi Knight. Gradually he began to withdraw from the group, a feeling of unrest rising in him although he did not understand what it meant. He began to question himself, to ask if he truly was a Jedi or if it was him who was the darkness he felt, despite reassurances that he would not have been granted the title of Jedi Knight without being ready for it. Ptolemy tried to put these feelings to one side and tell himself that he was worrying over nothing. He tried hard and put real effort into the order, looking after the younglings, checking up on the training of Padawans, and everything else which was asked of him. This ended suddenly however, as at a meeting of the order things became uncivil, many Jedi lost their heads and the whole situation became very heated. After the meeting things became quieter, it felt to him as though the Jedi were falling into line. Soon things became so settled that he believed he was the only one who still saw the problems which existed, and that feeling of darkness continued to hover over his head. It was at that point which he decided that for the good of the order he had to silence himself by going into exile.
It had been fifteen long years since the child Ptolemy Halcali boarded the salvager's spacecraft which had inadvertently brought him to Ossus and to the Jedi. Taking with him only what was necessary and important to him, Ptolemy climbed into his personal Tieton and flew from the planet that he had called home for so many years. Taking the path of the wanderer, he sat back in the pilot seat and abandoned himself to the will of the force. He flew from colony to space-station back to colony for many months after parting ways with the Jedi of Ossus. Each hyperspace jump taking him a little further away from his recent past and closer to the life that he barely remembered.
After one particularly long hyperspace jump the Jedi exile found himself drawn to a forest world he saw below him. From orbit it much resembled the planet he had intentionally left behind, but to his keenly tuned force sense he knew it to be different, and somehow familiar. He set down on the top of a large hill, and climbed out from the cockpit, looking around him as memories began to surface. Large trees falling, rain beating down on him, a home falling into disrepair before his eyes. As the images disappeared from his mind, they became reality. Before him in the valley stood a large pile of stones, over grown with grass, moss and fungus. On the summit of the larger hill over the forested gorge stood an ancient Jedi temple, falling into disrepair and in his mind the elongated dying scream of a mother he remembered nothing more about.
So Ptolemy came full circle to return to his homeworld. Discovering the planet being named Haashimut and that the temple he had sprinted from so long ago would hold so much significance for him now. Fifteen years on from his desertion of this world, Ptolemy returned to the temple and began to repair as best he was able. Time passed slowly, and his work progressed even slower. Days became weeks, became months. Until a crackle came over the communicator and a familiar voice speaks to the Jedi exile. "Ptolemy..." the static rang out between every word, "...Maximus... ...the Jedi...", each decipherable word straining against the speaker, "... are wandering again... ...join us.". Unable to turn down a request from his former Master, knowing the history of his wandering from their long conversations, did just that. Maximus Blankes and then later the other Wandering Jedi came down to Haashimut, taking up the ancient monument of the Jedi. Restoring it to something resembling it's former glory, and opening an academy for new Jedi.
The Wandering Jedi stayed on Haashimut for close to twenty-two years, recounting their history and teaching their new padawans their ancient ways. During this time Ptolemy took on a Padawan apprentice of his own, becoming a Herskan (Jedi Knight with Jedi Padawan). This somewhat lazy and difficult Padawan went by the name of Exar Thunders and was a shape-shifter. Although they never really explored the subject it in detail as Exar seemed hesitant to discuss the matter and Ptolemy had no pressing need to know, it is believed that the Padawan was of the Clawdite race as their sex would also change along with their appearance. During this period, due to a lack of numbers in the higher ranks of the Wandering Jedi, Ptolemy served as a Council member, although only being a Jedi Knight. This proved to be a success as with the finalising of Exar's training and his entry into the Jedi Trials, Ptolemy was named a Kerton Rimidon (Jedi Master appointed to the Jedi Council), as a formality while retaining his seat on the Jedi Council.
All this time the temple gave up it's long-forgotten secrets, as each new datapad and storage device was uncovered so the Jedi learned more about the old order of Jedi whom had come before them. In one of these archives was discovered coordinates of another such temple, located on the deserted world of Falang Minor. Having restored Haashimut as best they could, the majority of the Jedi packed their scarce belongings and left the temple. Leaving only a skeleton inhabitance on Ptolemy's homeworld, they travelled to Falang Minor to do as they had done before.
- Grand Master Leonardis Mission
- Grand Master Zoom Kilian
- Grand Master Odenviscar Knight
- Grand Master Maximus Blankes
- Master Tercenya Watanabe
- Master Bliss Darrow
- Healer Caledvolc Watanabe
- Scholar Kobra Callinardo
- Droid Artisan Model 124CB4+1 (Ayrn Wake)
Ptolemy regards those who have taught him important lessons, regardless of official ties, to be his instructors. Thus the complete list will continue to grow, but only the most prominent of these teachers will be listed here. Those listed in the bar to the right under the title of "Masters", regardless of being official or otherwise, have influenced him in a profound way, and he feels should be credited as such.
When approaching his 50th year of life and having been a Jedi Knight for some years, the thought came to Ptolemy that it would be easier to instruct future Padawans and seekers of Jedi knowledge, if he clearly documented his philosophies in a tome of knowledge. Thus the first pages of the Tome of Ptolemy Halcali were brought to be. Although several decades have gone by since he began this work, the Tome is still unfinished and it is unknown how long it will be until it is ever completed. In it's unfinished state, the Tome can currently be found in the archives on the planet of Falang Minor.
Childhood - "These four walls"Edit
- "I build things... it's what I do."
- - Ptolemy Halcali as a youngling to Grand Master Leonardis Mission.
As a child Ptolemy lived with his parents on his remote homeworld. Far from the general populace, inside the perimeter of a large forest, relatively close to a long abandoned Jedi temple of what he believed to be minor significance. This of course would later prove quite the opposite for the young boy, but he was not to know for many years to come. This location was essential for Ptolemy's mother, an archaeologist by trade, specialising in Jedi ruins and artifacts. Each day he would watch with keen interest as she brought home one relic or other, usually heavily damaged with impacts from blunt objects or scorches from blaster fire, even the occasional gash from a vibroblade or a lightsaber. Watching her examine these artifacts day in and day out nurtured a healthy fascination in these seemingly ancient and wondrous items of the 'Jedi' he heard so little about.
Occasionally Ptolemy would get told poorly-memorised, and often largely improvised, stories about mighty 'Protectors of the innocent' and 'Guardians of peace and justice' from his father. He was an engineer, keeping the family's technology in working condition and attempting to restore some of the functionality of old Jedi datapads and other data-storage devices, more often than not with little-to-no success. From watching him work on these objects and crudely 'dissecting' datapads with no more value than the weight of their parts in plasti-steel, Ptolemy gathered a small but impressionable understanding of the inner workings of electronics.
However as is inevitable in the galaxy that we live in, things for the young Jedi potential would not be idyllic forever. It had been a day like any other, if of course any other was in the rainy season. Black clouds rolled overhead like threats waiting to be executed and the rain thundered down against the roof of Ptolemy's home. Still, this was nothing out of the ordinary he recalled, as he tucked himself up into bed for the night. Yet he was unsettled, tossing and turning amongst the sheets as his rest was dominated by nightmares. His dreams showed flashes of images, pillars of light melding together against the darkness; Red, blue and green, all dancing together a horrid waltz of destruction. The bizarre medley of colours illuminating a tree, two trees, a forest stretching out far beyond the strange and disturbing echo of manufactured thunder claps.
Suddenly a moment of clarity or perhaps pure instinct as the young Ptolemy's eyes shot open, his bright blue eyes shining with the moonlight flickering off the sodden forest outside his window. Without a moment's thought as to why he bolted from his bed, reaching out for his night robe which seemed to almost float into his hand. Throwing the garment about his shoulders he barged through his door frame with an anti-socially loud bang. He moved swiftly through the main chamber of the house, towards the open front door as it clattered against it's hinges. Eerie moonlight flashed outside the wide portal, as he slowed within inches of wood. Moments became seconds, and seconds became minutes as Ptolemy watched two silhouettes against the dark grain of the door. A woman's scream, distorted and elongated dragged through his ears as the light was snuffed out by blackness. It was but a moment later that a giant tree trunk erupted into splinters against the sturdy wall, the house rumbled as stone fell away.
No thoughts ran through Ptolemy's mind, no flicker of inspiration, not even a vague understanding of what was happening. His home of as long as he could recall was collapsing around him, but he remained completely oblivious. In a matter of seconds the far corner buckled under the impact, dust and dirt filled the air as the shelter bent under the stress. The ceiling beams cracked and splintered, breaking away from their housing and swinging viciously towards the small defenseless child.
For a long time after the event Ptolemy still could not find an explanation for what happened next, so impossible was it that The Force was working through him at such a young age. Yet he has no other explanation and so must conclude that greater things were required from him, in time to come.
The huge ceiling support beam swung down at young Ptolemy as a hawk plummets to acquire it's prey, yet in that brief instant the prey was gone. The dust swirled around his night robe, illuminated by stray strands of light invading through the newly created pin-holes in the walls. His feet moved of their own volition, pivoting on his heel and executing what could only be described as a picture perfect evasion maneuver. His robe flowing out behind him gracefully as the brutal crushing force of the twisted wooden beam embedded itself into the far wall. Completing the turn to face the open portal again he seemed to glide from the floor, becoming weightless as broken pieces of masonry flew towards his back, only to be swatted away with the trailing of his robe. An instant later the future Jedi's hand grasped the timber frame, twisting in the air as a falling branch whistled past his cheek before crashing to the ground outside his former life.
The soil was drenched from the rains and gave way under him as he slid unceremoniously through the mud, looking back with a startled expression as his home creaked for the last time, imploding on itself with an almighty crash. While the last of the structure fell into place, Ptolemy slowed and rather rudely came to a sudden but gentle stop at the foot of another tree. After taking a few minutes laying in the sodden earth regaining his breath, he propped himself up with a mud-coated hand and looked over the scene. The only sign of his parents fate a large and rapidly disappearing dark smear over the ruined architecture. So it came to be, that young Ptolemy Halcali was all alone in the world.
After this traumatic experience, Ptolemy found he could stand to spend less and less time in the place where he had called home. It wasn't the same on his own, it felt dark and heavy, as though the trees were drawing closer together in an attempt to crush his body and spirit. As time went on, he began spending increasing amounts of time wandering around the outskirts of the forest. Over a matter of weeks or months, at this point he had lost track completely, Ptolemy found himself drawn more towards the ancient Jedi ruins his mother had been exploring. With each passing day he would venture closer to them, often gazing at the ruined temple for hours at a time. Their ancient secrets called out to him, a beacon for him to come forward and explore inside.
The Ruined Jedi Temple - "Bright light in the darkness"Edit
- "I can't go in there... It's dark like the temple... so dark..."
- - Ptolemy Halcali as a Jedi youngling to an unidentified 'Jedi'.
Eventually as time passed the seasons changed. This brought with it the chill of autumn air to the forest surrounding the temple, causing each night to become more of a challenge to survive without the comforts of four walls and a dry blanket. So it was that young Ptolemy could no longer avoid the shelter which the ruined temple offered him so readily. One tentative, shivering step after another the child passed under the great stone arch in the front of the ancient building, stepping in his mother's footsteps, into the darkness.
However once inside, the future Jedi found that in fact the temple was not as frightening as it appeared from the exterior. Past the first few small chambers, cracks in the stonework began to form and that little amount of light took the harshness away from the dark. As the sun rose outside the decrepit building, it's warm and supportive rays sneaked through the thick but ancient walls. Over time, Ptolemy began to grow quite fond of the pale brown stone and the golden rays of light which streamed down like warm rain on a summer's evening. He even took to exploring the deeper chambers, finding surveying equipment his mother had left behind. This filled his days for some time to come, rushing around from room to room, picking up objects from under piles of old furniture and fallen stone debris. The young explorer found a great many things which his parents would have been more than happy to keep away from his inquisitive fingers, stating that they were "too important" for him to be playing with. While few of these objects were in a state of repair which he could have made use of, there were some surviving pieces of parchment with writings of no real significance on, which Ptolemy enjoyed reading repeatedly.
Events continued like this for some time. Ptolemy would busy himself searching through piles of all sorts of things, looking for interesting artifacts, things which he found familiar and fascinating. However one particularly bright morning, he recalled vividly as the thin beams of light extending finger-like from the ceiling were especially luminescent, it came to the young boy's attention that behind a bookcase he had paid little attention to previously was a small doorway. Curiousity got the better of him as his underdeveloped muscles strained against the case as he heaved it upright and unbarred the portal. Upon entering this room, he could not help but notice that it was in far better condition than the rest of the temple, this was mainly due to the fact that there was only one ray of light expanding from the ceiling to make the whole area barely brighter than midnight. Yet that light was enough to catch the shine of a metallic object, half hidden under a pile of stone and dust. As though channeling his inner magpie, young Ptolemy swooped down on the source of interest, his fingers gripping it firmly and pulling the object free. Looking down into his hands, the future Jedi saw himself holding what appeared to be a badly damaged, but still unquestionably awe-inspiring, lightsaber.
Misadventure - "Auto-pilot off"Edit
- "You! You did it, you killed him!"
- - Scavenger to child Ptolemy.
The Furry Jedi - "Boing!"Edit
- "Don't expect to levitate a beer out of the fridge."
- - Grand Master Zoom Killian to child Ptolemy.
Padawan - "Isolation"Edit
- "You are your own teacher, we are simply guides along the way."
- - Ptolemy Halcali as a Jedi Knight to younglings and padawans.
Jedi Knight - "Self-imposed exile"Edit
- "My path no longer runs parallel with that of this order, thank you and goodbye."
- - Ptolemy Halcali as a Jedi Knight to the members of Jedi Guardians of the Peace.
The Wanderers - "Origins"Edit
- "The Force guides us, leads us where we are supposed to go... I believe that is why I stand here again."
- - Ptolemy Halcali as a Jedi Knight upon returning to the temple on Haashimut.
Jedi Master - "New Beginnings"Edit
- "Is there something on your shoe?"
- - Ptolemy Halcali as a Jedi Master when being bowed to by another Jedi.
Following a long succession of 'standardised' Lightsabers. Ptolemy now uses a unique variation on the theme, in that his current lightsaber has no built in power source, only a temporary storage facility which is charged during usage. In order to cause Ptolemy's Lightsaber to function, the Jedi using it must channel a small amount of electrical Force energy through the conducting strips which run along the length of the handgrip. This makes the lightsaber useless to those who are unfamiliar with, or unable to use the Force.
Additionally, there is a backup power storage unit inside the Lightsaber, which collects excess power put into the hilt during operation and stores it for a short period of time. Should the power to the blade be stopped for any reason, and the power switch not returned to the off position, the Lightsaber will continue to function for up to ten minutes before the battery is depleted (assuming fully charged to begin). If the battery is filled while the lightsaber is still in operation, the dynamo and power dispersion weight will be powered by any excess electricity passed through the conductive strips so as to avoid damaging the Lightsaber's circuits due to excess power flow. In addition, if the power switch is turned to the off position, the dynamo will spin at full speed to empty the temporary storage chamber as quickly as possible.
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