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This choice was worth 200 DS points. I don't think my sith even ever got that.
Aleskander: Leaving Home
Even when deep in meditation, even after years of trying, it wasn't always possible for Aleskander to stay peaceful, to stay mindful of the present, and to avoid attachment. Attachments brought only pain and suffering, he had always been taught, but that lesson stuck less well for him than others. He didn't necessarily doubt that it was true. When he'd first used the Force as a child, he'd blown the doors of his family home off their hinges. He had no idea what he'd done. He was young, perhaps 10 or so, and he and his mother had been fighting, as they often did. Aleskander hadn't even been particularly angry, he had just felt something well up inside him, and when he pointed at the door, that energy just...came out of him.
His mother had been terrified, then disgusted. "Freak! Monster!", she screamed at him as he tried to pull the door back to the front of the house and away from the yard. Aleskander's father had died, supposedly, fighting the Sith, and neither his mother or his father had warm feelings toward the Jedi- they feared Force users, and were superstitious. Looking back on that, he thought, who could blame them? Aleskander remembered his mother continuing her shouting and cursing him and everything that took her "sweet child" and made him into a freak as she hurled his possessions into the street. He begged, pleaded, groveled for forgiveness, swore to her he'd never do anything like that again, that he was still her son. A neighbor took him in that night, and went with him to find someone to take him to the Jedi for training. His mother saw him on the way out of town and spat at him, "Your father would be ashamed of you- you could have been a soldier, a diplomat, anything, and served the Republic and his memory better than this." Of course she was irrational, bitter, and acting out of fear and he knew it even then. It didn't dull the pain of that memory any more though 20 years on. He'd always wanted to reconnect, visit home, see his mother, see if she'd changed her mind, show her how much he'd learned and accomplished. That desire never went away, even when Aleskander learned his mother had died. The contempt and shame his mother had leveled at him simmered like a hot coal inside of him, and he could feel that energy in the same way he'd felt when he blew that door off its hinges. "There is no emotion, there is peace". He carefully recited the words, but they felt hollow to him. Perhaps today was not a good day to devote to meditation.
(Constructive criticism, ideas, thoughts, whatever welcome.)
I'm not sure how I feel about Consular head gear. Especially when I have glorious facial hair I want the world to see (and see correctly).
Aleskander is my fav
Jedi Consular Spoilers ahead! I've just started Hoth with Aleskander, and oh my god, some of the DS conversation options are hilarious and almost more sinister than some of the stuff I did as a Sith. I gained 350 DS points in a single conversation. And here is a wonderful screen shot of it.