Malus Nightborn

    Malus Nightborn is a 5'10" 190 lbs Zabreki Nightbrother born at a Nightsister Fortress on Dathomir in the year 275 ABY. Malus is a force sensitive, having been born to the Mother Wicca, A witch of the Nightfall coven, a clan Nightsisters within the Bone Keepers Sect. Growing up among the dangers of Dathomir is never easy, but is doubly so when born as a Nightbrother beholden to a traditionalist witches coven as Bone Keepers are. This environment during his formative years was exasperated even further by the fact that Malus's skin is a dark smokey grey, a color typically only found on females, albeit a much lighter shade. As a result Malus grew up constantly being challenged, not only by the witches as is typical in Dathomiri society, but also by his fellow Nightbrothers, who saw him as an easy target for ridicule. 
    With this type of upbringing it is only natural that Malus grew up fighting. either in the training grounds of the arena as all males had to, or against his fellow Nightbrothers in personal fights. This is not to say Malus was unbeatable, indeed he lost his fair share of these fights. Of course this was not acceptable for Wicca. His mother expected more from a son of hers, so she took it upon herself to, at night not so much train Malus in the ways of Dathomir force magic, but more like indoctrinate him into it. All the while constantly reminding him of his place, driving it into him that he may be being trained in the craft of the Nightsisters, but he will never be anything but a mere male, and never hold any position in their society beyond an assassin. She drove him mercilessly, testing him constantly, pushing him beyond his limits to expand those limits out even further. This of course had the desired affect she wanted, as with his natural fighting ability and practice at it, coupled now with his new force abilities, Malus started asserting his dominance over his fellow Nightbrothers, to the point that before long, none of them dared ridicule or disrespect him anymore.
   When Malus was 10 years old, the Mothers of Dathomir sent word to the witches covens, the most talented force sensitive younglings from each village where to gather at the grand arena to see if any were worthy of further training as assassins of the Night Mothers. During the tests Malus excelled thanks to Wicca's teaching until eventually the testing came down to a trial of ritual combat between the 10 strongest disciples. Again here thanks to Wicca's intense training, he excelled, easily besting each opponent he faced until only he remained. With this Malus's road to higher instruction was sealed.
  For 5 years Malus toiled and suffered under the Night Mothers "Instruction" in addition to the training he received in higher force abilities, Malus was always tortured to make him stronger, always given the worse of conditions to deal with and live in to prepare him for anything his future tasks for the mothers might require of him. For 5 years he endured this, and for 5 year it did make him stronger, able to endure most anything mentally. But the Mothers did better than they expected, instead of making him stronger, they actually tempered him, each day his mind becoming more and more fixated on the idea of freedom, where no one tells him what to do, even if he has to live in squaller at least it would be his squaller. Finally one night Malus escaped the Night mothers cruelty, running away into the mountains of Dathomir, for 5 weeks he traveled in the wilds, living off the land, killing any predator looking to make him a meal, until one morning as the sun burned off the fog in a mountain valley, an ancient edifice was reveal. an old forgotten temple.
  Glad for a place to call home and shelter, Malus started exploring the temple, discovering it was an ancient temple from back in the old republic days, with Sith artifacts and relics located within, and in the back of the temple a single crumpled skeleton in black robes. For 6 months Malus lived in this temple, cleaning it of the dust, using the balance poles in the training area to continue his own training. This was done after he created a sarcophagus of heavy stone as best he could, in which he placed the remains he found giving them a proper burial. The one thing he noticed was as time went on especially after the remains were interred were strange happenings seem to take place, odd noises in other rooms, things seeming to move to other places, and even soft disembodied voices just loud enough to make you wonder if you really heard them.
  Finally after this 6 months Malus woke up in the night, his chamber light by a soft bluish green light. Upon rolling over Malus found himself staring at the source of strange happenings, a semi transparent figure, in a hooded robe and a Sith beathing mask, his body slowly dissipating to nothing from the waist down to the knees so he hovered over the floor. This was Darth Pestilence an ancient Sith of the old republic age, and whom the skeleton was of. A being of pure evil who's own master once tried to prepare him for life transference to steal his body, he now saw a promising candidate to take over himself, to live once again and to spread his power through the galaxy. Pestilence was no fool though, he proffered a honey tongue, thanking Malus for the respectful handling of his remains, and the pleasure he derived from watching him practice, even offering to help Malus and train him in the knowledge he learned millennia ago.
   What Darth Pestilence didn't take into consideration was Malus's upbringing, for those 5 years with the Mothers, he was weened on deceit, and fed on lies, he was a young man not easily fooled or deceived. But here also was a chance to do what he love most, to learn more about the force, to practice it, and learn its secrets. Malus agreed willing to take the chance for true learning, but determined to be ever watchful and weary. And for 10 years Malus trained under the force ghost, enduring grueling tasks that sharpened his mind and body. But unlike the mothers, the tasks were not cruel, just dangerous and hard. Such as stealing back into the camps of the very night sisters that wanted his head for running away to steal items and parts needed to repair Pestilence's Fury-class Imperial interceptor. This Pestilence intended to use once he took over Malus's body. When Malus's training was almost done Darth Pestilence gave him 1 final task, one final trip into the Night sisters camp, this time the most dangerous of all, to steal into their most guarded temples to steal a Kyber crystal to construct his own lightsaber, and to get the herbs and minerals needed for his last test of Sith Alchemy.
   These things Malus did, returning with all the required materials. With these he created a saber of his own design that he named The Nightsaber, and for the Alchemy test he created a staff, an unconventional choice but good for helping him pass as a none warrior force user, this staff he consecrated the Staff of Woe, and although it has no special powers beyond being a staff, it is able to block incoming lightsaber attacks, as well as deflect and redirect blaster bolts in much the same way a lightsaber does thanks to its Sith alchemical treatment.
   Finally after 10 years of training Darth Pestilence deemed Malus ready for possession and destruction so he could live again. Again Darth Pestilence did not take into account Malus's initial training under the Night Mothers, masters of death magic and sorceries, centuries of practice raising the dead and dealing with them as armies. And it was this training Malus called upon. No where near powerful enough to truly defeat a force ghost of Pestilences' power, Malus was however able to use his knowledge to defend himself to block Pestilences attempts to subvert control over his body and to take him as his own. It was the most dire test of Malus's abilities he had ever faces in his 25 years of life, a running battle to defend himself from Pestilence all the while fortifying his mind and soul, to keep him out as he struggled to get to his once chance of survival, the Fury-class Imperial interceptor they had restored. But this he did, able to escape with nothing more than his robes and staff. With no time to grab it, his new Lightsaber left behind. Malus sealed the hatch to the ship Pestilence close on his heels as he fired up the engines, gunning them as quickly as he could lifting off up and out of the temple, Pestilences' screams of agony and fury ringing in his ears as he left the boundaries of the temple and Pestilence unable to leave the grounds got pulled back out of the ship, right through the hull, venting his rage for no one to hear as he was alone again.
   Now Malus roams the galaxy, beholden to none, his thirst for knowledge driving him to constantly roam and explore. Searching for more Artifacts be they the old artifacts of the Jedi or the Sith matters not to him. His goal, total knowledge of the force. 

THE CODE OF MALUS NIGHTBORN

There can be no light or dark,

There is only the force.

There is no good or evil,

There is only knowledge.

I am neither self destructive Sith,

Manipulative Nightsister,

Or self righteous Jedi.

I am something in between.

I am Malus, I am myself.

THE NIGHTSABRE

A Nightsaber is a lightsaber design created by Malus Nightborn. It is his signature saber that he always carries.

   The design of the Nightsaber is actually relatively simple. It consists of a double bladed lightsaber hilt that is actually 2 identical individual lightsaber hilts that are connected at their hilt ends by maglocks that twist and lock in place. This allows the user to wield it 4 different ways. With the hilts connected to either wield as a 2 handed lightsaber, or igniting both blades and wielding it as a double bladed lightsaber. Conversely it can be wielded with the handles disconnected from one another to dual wield or singly. An added feature to the saber is at the saber end of each handle, are 2 vents that can ignite into smaller lightsaber cross guards. This can be employed when the sabers are wielded, either disconnected, or connects with a single blade ignited like a 2 handed saber.
   The Sabers themselves are assembled using an A-45 style quantum power core at the base of each hilt, that is connected to a Czerka style multi-phase plasma emitter further up the handle. This allows the power to flow directly from the core to ignite the plasma emitter that then focuses its beam up through the tri facet Kyber crystal chamber that is located between the cross guards to allow the saber to extend out of the hilt, as well as to extend the cross guard emissions.