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Description

A troubled ax murderer who wishes the galaxy would leave him be.
Alias(es): The Twenty-Sixth Brother
Species: Devaronian
Pronouns: He/Him
Orientation: Bisexual
Age: 25
Height: 6’3” (over 7’ with horns)

Sieg grew up in the slums of a Devaron city. He discovered his Force sensitivity when a stormtrooper attacked him–in a burst of fear, he blasted the trooper against a wall. He was captured and sent to Coruscant to become an Inquisitor.
His indoctrination turned him into a raging berserker. Years later he touched the wrong relic and something…. snapped. He spiraled. Once Sieg became uncontrollable, the Empire turned on him. The Inquisitors sent after him took his arm, then nearly spilled his guts, but he survived both attempts on his life.
Meanwhile, his cousin recognized him on a bounty board. A timely rescue saved him from an inevitable death and her crew helped him heal physically and mentally. For a long time he only shared the relic story, that awful moment that drove him well and truly mad, with a certain Mandalorian friend. Whatever happened still haunts him, but at least his mind is his own.
Sieg’s cousin suggested he join the Devaron’s Angels to give him purpose. He did so with extreme trepidation, expecting them to drive him out… but they didn’t. He’s now a part-time member–he still wanders and helps out the Psyche crew, but he’s around for missions that require a sentient battering ram. He enjoys doing some good for once. It’s pretty hard to miss a walking chandelier, but Sieg does try to keep to himself around the base… he figures no one wants an ex-Inquisitor around, especially one that can lose touch of reality in a fight.
When he isn’t fending off Imps and vengeful rebels, Sieg is collecting trinkets and jewels. He has a hoard of shiny things that he decorates himself with. He takes pride in his appearance now that his mind and body is his–pointing out the fake half of his broken horn is sure to piss him off.
His arm is a gift from a cybernetics expert. She modified limbs scavenged from Super Battle Droids, coming up with an ordinary arm and a cannon attachment Sieg usually keeps on his belt. He prefers to wield his vibro-ax two-handed. Out of combat, he sometimes takes his entire arm off and walks around one-handed. The less clothes and durasteel burdening him, the better. He has enough weighing on his shoulders.

Description

A troubled ax murderer who wishes the galaxy would leave him be.
Alias(es): The Twenty-Sixth Brother
Species: Devaronian
Pronouns: He/Him
Orientation: Bisexual
Age: 25
Height: 6’3” (over 7’ with horns)

Sieg grew up in the slums of a Devaron city. He discovered his Force sensitivity when a stormtrooper attacked him–in a burst of fear, he blasted the trooper against a wall. He was captured and sent to Coruscant to become an Inquisitor.
His indoctrination turned him into a raging berserker. Years later he touched the wrong relic and something…. snapped. He spiraled. Once Sieg became uncontrollable, the Empire turned on him. The Inquisitors sent after him took his arm, then nearly spilled his guts, but he survived both attempts on his life.
Meanwhile, his cousin recognized him on a bounty board. A timely rescue saved him from an inevitable death and her crew helped him heal physically and mentally. For a long time he only shared the relic story, that awful moment that drove him well and truly mad, with a certain Mandalorian friend. Whatever happened still haunts him, but at least his mind is his own.
Sieg’s cousin suggested he join the Devaron’s Angels to give him purpose. He did so with extreme trepidation, expecting them to drive him out… but they didn’t. He’s now a part-time member–he still wanders and helps out the Psyche crew, but he’s around for missions that require a sentient battering ram. He enjoys doing some good for once. It’s pretty hard to miss a walking chandelier, but Sieg does try to keep to himself around the base… he figures no one wants an ex-Inquisitor around, especially one that can lose touch of reality in a fight.
When he isn’t fending off Imps and vengeful rebels, Sieg is collecting trinkets and jewels. He has a hoard of shiny things that he decorates himself with. He takes pride in his appearance now that his mind and body is his–pointing out the fake half of his broken horn is sure to piss him off.
His arm is a gift from a cybernetics expert. She modified limbs scavenged from Super Battle Droids, coming up with an ordinary arm and a cannon attachment Sieg usually keeps on his belt. He prefers to wield his vibro-ax two-handed. Out of combat, he sometimes takes his entire arm off and walks around one-handed. The less clothes and durasteel burdening him, the better. He has enough weighing on his shoulders.