The character creator in SWTOR won't let him have the long ponytail he's supposed to have, so here's an art piece I commissioned from @stellorc as a supplement!
What is Eiri’s relationship like with Tau and Vette?
Ohh! <3
Okay, so! Kalvonût basically takes one look at Nadia and goes "ah, little sister" when he first meets her with Senator Grell, and spends the rest of the time prior to her becoming his Padawan just like. Recommending books for her to read and occasionally teaching her how to win at sabacc. (he doesn't cheat! he just. follows the Force, of course, lmao)
Of course, after she loses her father and becomes his Padawan, he does everything in his power to teach her properly, even though they're not really that far apart, age-wise (game says she's 22, I believe - Kalvo is 29 by the time that 'Chapter Three' happens). Of course- her crush *does* make things awkward for a bit, so Kalvonût eventually has to sit her down and gently explain to her that he doesn't really feel romantic or sexual attraction, and can't return her feeling the way she'd want him to. (he also takes the opportunity to explain to her how Jedi relationships are....extremely tricky)
Nadia takes it somewhat hard but- she recovers pretty quickly and remains fast friends with Kalvonût, even following her promotion to Jedi Knight. Kalvo is incredibly proud of her.
And now, for Eiri!
Starting off with Vette- he takes one look at Vette on Korriban and listens to her sass him one time and pretty much decides that Vette is now Adopted. He's something of a dry sarcastic himself, and his relative lack of interest in Imperial progress combined with his utter irreverence of the Sith pairs well with Vette's sense of humor. They get along like a house on fire and the one time someone disrespects Vette in front of him, well. They don't keep their spine too long. (he sends Vette away first, though, he doesn't want her seeing that). Vette is the little sibling he never had, and he cheers her and Jaesa on when they start sneaking away together, hehehe.
As for Tau...that one's a little trickier. Eiri and Tau don't meet until well after the plot of KOTXX wraps up, which means by the time they meet Eiri is fully aligned with the Alliance and Zakuul - she doesn't know he was once the Emperor's Wrath until after they've met more than a few times, and even then, their relationship is on tenterhooks - Corrain is busy trying to defend the galaxy from yet another threat (involving Celestials oh no) even as he's playing intergalatic politics to keep Acina and Rans from going back to war, Tau and Kalvonût and Gnost-Dural and the other Jedi are trying to patchwork-rebuild the Order, and Eiri is up to his neck in Jedi and Sith studying at the Force Enclave on Odessen, trying to prepare them to survive.
So Tau and Eiri tend to have more of a tentative camaraderie than anything, at least up until the galaxy is finally at peace. They're both too aware that what they have with each other could put their other, more pressing goals on hold and so they...wait. Eiri is also asexual, and is somewhat touch-averse as well, which slows their relationship down a bit - but they do eventually stop dancing around each other once the galaxy finally settles. And though they never get married or put a formal label on anything - Tau is a committed Jedi, after all - it's pretty clear to everyone around them that they're dating.
Okay! This is the full draft section from the Six Sentence Sunday Snippet that I posted earlier. It IS subject to revision, of course, but as for right now this is The Plan!
Context: Corrain is the only member of his crew that is trapped on board the Emperor's Fortress when the mission to Redeem the Emperor goes horribly wrong. He's taken prisoner, tortured, and when the Emperor's Child Force-brainfuckery fails, he's put under Castellan mind-control and given an implanted shock collar. He and Scourge escape a year and a half later by stealing an Imperial Shuttle - and the Emperor's Hand promptly put a Blacklist bounty on Corrain's head. Only, they don't want people to know their pet Jedi has gotten loose, so they falsify the mark. Astayr (BH, LS) takes it, chases them down to Nar Shaddaa - and Kessin (Smuggler, Neutral) is recruited to get them in contact with the Jedi and Republic. They end up meeting on Alderaan- and Corrain surrenders to the Republic by tossing Kira his lightsabers, and my Consular takes custody of him. (Five of my OCs are present at this exchange)
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The glow of angry ruby plasma sizzled in the air, one of his lightsabers glowing in Kira’s hands, and suddenly cloying, choking anxiety clawed at the inside of his chest, nauseating guilt grinding his stomach into pulp as the dawning horror broke over her face. She stared wordlessly at the bled blade, and then, as Jun turned to her with a raised eyebrow, he saw the glitter of moisture on her eyelashes, visible even from meters away behind the transparisteel visor of the mask sitting heavy on his face, hiding his identity. At his side, Scourge stood silent, the Force an iron wall about him even as Corrain could feel power crackling through his entire body like poison, burning as it went, the numb fear-fury feeding its advance a knot of pain in his chest. Behind him somewhere, Kessin’s soft inhale of horror echoed the cracking facade his friend- former friend, former Padawan - wore across a trembling lower lip.
He wanted to comfort her, to tell her it was insignificant, an easily-fixable mistake. He wanted to yank his lightsabers back into his hands, draw them both, send the now-reddened lightsaber blades spinning into Scourge’s neck, just to be sure he couldn’t drag Corrain back to that hellhole Fortress and tear him apart again- just to be sure- He wanted to cry, to curl up in a dark corner somewhere and waste away. He wanted it all to disappear, the past year little more than a vivid nightmare, for him to awaken whole and free. He wanted to rage, to break things - fragments of his whole past - into pieces so small they could never all be collected. He wanted to take Vitiate and tear him apart, watch him choke on his own blood - he wanted the everpresent threat to his free will destroyed.
And yet- he knew this haunting rage would only upset Kira. It would upset T7, upset Doc and Kess and Kalvo maybe even Rusk, even if it was only because they knew a version of him that was kind and naive and committed to the Jedi over everything else, rather than this bitter, angry shell. And it paralyzed him, made him doubt himself, even as the familiar cold shadows of the Dark Side called to him, swelling through him like a flood through a funnel, feeding off the terror threatening to drown him. But there wasn’t any other choice for him, not anymore. Not after he’d let the spark in his heart explode into a storm of lightning, not after Vitiate had torn open his mind and dragged out the cruelty and darkness buried so deep within in him, not after he’d been stripped of everything that had made him who he was. Not after he’d been pressed into the mold of a Sith and come out a broken puppet with blood on its hands. Vitiate had to die for him to be free again, and for that he had to be strong. But even his Fall hadn’t freed him from the Emperor - it had only proved he was dangerous, that the darkness inside him needed to be choked off, strangled at its source. And yet - and yet he did not know if he could let go. If he could once again be the person that Master Orgus had trained.
Master Orgus.
He choked on his breath suddenly at the memory, emotion cresting high and tight against the back of his throat. His master, who had tried to protect him from beyond the grave. Who had asked Kaedan to look out for him, who had trained Bengal Morr, the only Jedi that had tried to rescue him. Orgus, who had died trying to shield him from Darth Angral. The man who had believed in him, so fiercely that his spirit followed him into the heart of the Sith Empire and reached for him there, even as he was lost in the dark, eyes glowing yellow. And now Kira, who was looking at the corrupted lightsabers in her hands like her world was falling apart. Kira, who’d defied the Emperor twice and won, who’d thrown away everything she’d known at ten years old. The Padawan he’d been so incredibly fortunate to help train, now a Knight, who had held him while he’d cried after Orgus had died. Kira, who’d stood at his side until he’d fallen to the Emperor’s lightning and ordered her to run. And Kalvonût - the Jedi who had been as his elder brother for so long, carefully helping him through the loss of Master Orgus, gentle even in the face of his grieving anger. The man who had nothing but kindness in his heart, even when the only words Corrain could muster were cruel or despairing. And Kessin, who had sent them stupid holomemes ever since their first meeting on Tython, who had come for him even when he was for all intents and purposes Sith, when they hated Sith more than anything else.
For them, he could try. He could try to be the person he once was, for their sake. He had to.
“...Kira?” he said, hating the uncertain tremor in his voice and the grating muffled sound that his mask overlaid on each word. She looked up from the lightsaber then, flicked the blade off and let the deep ruby beam of plasma disappear. Across the soft plain, Jun paused, and Master Kaedan cocked his head to the side, both visibly confused by his focus on the young Knight. But she just shook her head, hooking his surrendered lightsabers onto her belt, eyes still wet even as she laughed, voice thick with grief.
“...Did…did you do this? To my master’s lightsabers?” she whispered then, the dark azure of her gaze pinned to the eye plating of his mask. At his side, Scourge stood silent, true to his word that he would say nothing of Corrain’s choice, merely watching. The cold metal in the back of his neck burned, a reminder of the price of defiance. A price he’d pay over and over again, if it meant he could do something to undo what had been done to him.
“The Emperor did,” he answered, voice still tremulous and faint, and on his other side he could feel the waves of horror of Kessin’s dawning realization. “He broke the kyber crystals, bled them so I wouldn’t have anything left of who I once was. And then…he…he broke me too.”
It was now or never, and so he reached up, hooking gloved fingers under the lip of his mask and pressing the release catches. Cool Alderaanian air stung his burning gaze, chilling the dampness of tears on his cheeks into frost as the seal broke. Churning fear bubbled under his skin, the crackling draw of the Dark tugging at him. But- they deserved to know. Kira deserved to know. Satele too, and Kalvonût. And so, hands shaking, he pulled the helmet over his head, letting long white hair spill free, and dropped the mask onto the soft soil below his boots. Scourge clicked his tongue in mild disapproval, shaking his head irritably. But there was a certain begrudging admiration there too, deeply hidden in the dark burn of his presence in the Force.
“I suppose we never could snuff out that last little spark of light in you, Jedi, no matter how far you Fell,” the Sith scoffed, ignoring the sudden shock rippling off the Jedi across from them, and the mild surprise of the Mandalorian hunter watching them from the trees, horror mixed with relief and joy evident in their expressions. Kaedan in particular looked stricken, the ashes of his promise with Orgus blowing away in a cold Alderaanian breeze. And then Kira took a shaky step forward.
“Corrain?” she called, uncertainly, recoiling slightly when his gaze met hers, once-grey eyes poisoned with golden yellow. He flinched on instinct, tension pulling on his every muscle, cloying terror creeping up the back of his throat again. Since when had he flinched at shadows, and feared the Jedi?
“...I’m sorry I took so long, Kira,” he forced out, blood pounding in his ears. He blinked as the mountainous horizon blurred - another frigid arc curved down his cheek. Kira’s face was a sudden smudge, all the emotion currently pent up inside him finally starting to boil over, escaping. The frigid burn of the metal implants against his spine ached then, and he had to fight back a wave of raw dread, irrationally expecting pain to explode through his head and down his back, searing him from the inside out. The air felt thin suddenly, weak, like there wasn’t enough oxygen saturating the atmosphere. “I-I’m sorry…I c-couldn’t-”
The clack of heavy weaponry being put away suddenly echoed across the plain, the Republic soldiers - Deitente? Was that Havoc Squad? - all holstering their weapons at a gesture from their leader, her feline blue eyes bright with understanding, and then Kalvonût strode forward, raw compassion like a sun shining from behind his face, so bright he had to duck away. The Sith Jedi reached out slowly, movements deliberately lethargic as if to give him time to pull away, and as he set both hands on Corrain’s shoulders, gentle and grounding, a soft curtain of peace and stillness fell over the chaotic roaring in his ears. He choked on his own breath, the panic and grief and pain rising in his chest clashing with Kalvonût’s gentle aura, friction vibrating in the air between them. He could feel the sparks starting to form in his palms, shadows gathering to cool his blood.
“Kalvo- I-”
“It’s all right, Corrain,” he said gently, and after a few slow heartbeats Kalvonût gently pulled him in, wrapping both arms around him protectively. The shadows at his back wavered- dissipated- and then broke, and Kalvonût’s presence around him swept warmly into the void at his back. “Breathe. You’re alive. And you’re safe now.”
I saw this going around and had to jump on board with my Moonrise legacy and some of the ships/friendships there. Generator Link Here. Ship indicators are done ao3-style (slash = ship or qpr, ampersad = plain friendship, v. = rivalry or enmity)
And this got really fucking long so I hid most of the non-OT3 ones under a readmore for your scrolling convenience sjdhfakjdfadfgjasd
Lana/Theron/Corrain
Corrain, in Lana’s window: I thought I’d find you here!
Theron, climbing past Corrain: WE COULD HAVE USED THE DOOR-
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Lana: Corrain ! What did I tell you about lying?
Corrain , looking down: ...That it only works on Theron.
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Theron: *looks at Corrain *
Theron: Baby boy. Baby.
Theron: *looks at Lana*
Theron: Evil.
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Corrain : Hi, sorry I’m late. I was doing a couple of things and got distracted.
Theron: I’m “a couple of things”.
Lana: I’m “got distracted”.
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Lana: *speaking Spanish*
Theron: I know, I know.
Corrain: You speak Spanish?
Theron: No. I just know the phrase, 'this is all your fault' in every language Lana speaks.
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Theron: The moon looks beautiful, doesn’t it?
Lana, looking at Theron: Yeah… but do you know what’s more beautiful?
Theron and Lana in unison: *sighs* Corrain
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Corrain: If you water water, it grows.
Lana: ...What.
Theron: They've got a point.
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Lana, watching Corrain do something stupid: Theron, you're officially only the second highest risk here.
Theron: Hell yeah! I'm gonna—
Lana: Don't finish that sentence, you'll move back up.
Torian/Astayr & Mako
Mako: Hey, Torian, are you free on Friday? Like around eight?
Torian: Yeah.
Mako: And you, Astayr?
Astayr: Umm... yes?
Mako: Great! Because I'm not. You two go out without me. Enjoy your date!
Astayr: Did they just-
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Mako: Do you think different paints have different tastes?
Torian: They do.
Astayr: ...Why did you say that with such certainty?
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Torian: How do you know how to kiss? Like who teaches you?
Astayr: Well it’s actually a class, but unfortunately it’s full right now.
Astayr: Would you like me to tutor you?
Mako: That was smooth.
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Astayr: Due to personal reasons, I will be fucking sinking to the bottom of the ocean in a large metal box.
Mako: Did Torian say 'I love you' and you said 'Thanks'?
Astayr: THE REASONS ARE PERSONAL–
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Torian, reading a recipe: Beat three eggs?
Astayr: It means like in hand-to-hand combat.
Torian: Ohhhh-
Mako: Both of you get out of this kitchen.
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Torian: I didn't drink that much last night.
Mako: You were flirting with Astayr.
Torian: So what? They're my partner.
Mako: You asked if they were single.
Mako: And then you cried when they said they weren't.
Kessin/Risha & Corso
Kessin: Sorry, I'm late to the party. I've been doing things.
Risha, entering in an unbuttoned shirt: I got caught up doing things too.
Corso: Wow, Kessin was late too! What a coincidence!
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Corso, walking into Risha and Kessin’s bedroom in the middle of the night: I had a bad dream.
Risha: What was it about?
Kessin: No, don’t ask them that!
Risha: Why not?
Kessin: Cause they’ll answer!
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Corso: Ooh, somebody has a crush
Kessin: Pfft, I don’t have a crush on Risha I just think they’re cool, it’s not like I stay up at night thinking about them.
*Later that night*
Kessin, very much awake: Uh oh.
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Risha: We've got to find a way to cut down our expenses. What can we live without?
Kessin: Corso, probably.
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Kessin, looking through their clothes: Has anyone seen my top?
Corso: Risha's in the kitchen.
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Risha : I have a bad feeling about this...
Kessin: What do you mean?
Risha : Don't you ever get that little voice in your head that tells you if you're going to get into trouble?
Kessin: No?
Corso: That actually explains so much.
Aric/Deitente v. Garza
Aric: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake.
Deitente: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear.
Aric: ...
Aric: You mean ring bearER, right?
Deitente: ...
Aric: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.
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Deitente: Do you feel any better?
Aric: I feel much better now that you here with me.
*Garza walks in*
Aric: I feel half better.
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Deitente, Entering Aric's room: Garza did it again.
Aric: Peace disturbance?
Deitente: What no-
Aric: Arson..?
Deitente: NO, JESUS CHRIST, HOW MANY-
Aric: uh....Attempted murder?
Deitente: NO, THEY ATE ALL THE FOOD IN THE FRIDGE, BUT WHAT THE FU-
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Garza: Did you take out Deitente as I requested?
Aric: Deitente has been taken out, yes.
Garza: You have my grat-
Aric: It was a great restaurant.
Aric: We had a romantic candlelit dinner.
Aric: Deitente proposed afterwards- we’re filing the wedding papers.
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Garza: Uh, I think I got your lunch. *Holds up a note that reads: ‘I am very proud of you. Love, Aric’*
Deitente: Oh yeah. I didn’t think this was for me. *Holds up a note that reads: ‘Be good. For the love of God, Please be good.’*
Acina/Sekulyn & Ashara (& Khem Val)
Ashara: Everyone synchronize your watches.
Khem Val: I don't know how to do that.
Acina: I don't wear a watch.
Sekulyn: Time is a construct.
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*Everyone is playing a board game together*
Khem Val: I will put 'A' down to make 'A'.
Ashara: I will add onto your 'A' to make 'AT'.
Sekulyn: I will add onto your 'AT' to make 'RAT'.
Acina: I will add onto your 'RAT' to make 'BIOSTRATAGRAPHIC'.
Sekulyn: *flips the board*
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Ashara: Why are your tongues purple?
Acina: We had slushies. I had a blue one.
Sekulyn: I had a red one.
Ashara: oh.
Ashara:
Ashara: OH.
Khem Val:
Khem Val: You drank each others slushies?
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Ashara: I hope you have an explanation for this.
Sekulyn: We have three actually-
Acina: Pick your favorite.
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Sekulyn: Where are you going?
Acina: To get MYSELF a gift cause somebody didn't get me one!
Sekulyn: I told you I did! Its coming here on Friday!
Ashara, knowing full well that Sekulyn got Acina an engagement ring: *eating popcorn*
Corrain & Kira & Scourge
Corrain: It's locked. You got a lock pick?
Kira: Yeah-
Scourge: *kicks in the door*
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Kira: Scourge won’t come out of their room!
Corrain: Just tell them I said something.
Kira: Like what?
Corrain: Anything factually incorrect.
Kira, shrugging: If you say so.
Scourge, arriving moments later: Did you just say the sun is a PLANET?
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Scourge: Kira, I know you love Corrain. I mean, we all do, they’re a very nice person and I respect them immensely.
Scourge: But I think they might be a fucking idiot.
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Kira: Corrain got into a fight.
Scourge: That’s bad.
Scourge:
Scourge: Did they win?
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Corrain: The best part of an oreo is the cookie part, not the frosting. Deal with it.
Scourge: Darkness without light is an abyss. Light without darkness is blinding. You cannot have a coin with one side.
Kira: YO SOCRATES! IT'S A FUCKING COOKIE!
Kalvonut/Arcann & Corrain
Arcann: Are you a painting?
Kalvonut: What-?
Arcann: Because I want to pin you to a wall.
Corrain: OH GOD I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO SAY YOU WANTED TO HANG THEM OR SOMETHING-
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Kalvonut: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out Arcann's birthday invitations.
Corrain: Well, what are they supposed to say?
Kalvonut: "Arcann's birthday".
Corrain: So, what do they say instead?
Kalvonut: "Arcann’s bi".
Corrain:
Corrain: Works out either way.
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Arcann: It's pretty cold outside.. wanna hold hands? We should stay close.
Kalvonut, blushing: Okay.
Corrain: It's fucking summer.
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Kalvonut: When Arcann was born, the gods said, "They're too perfect for this world."
Corrain: Please. When they were born, the devil said, "Oh, competition."
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Arcann: I asked Kalvonut out.
Corrain: Oh, I’m sorry.
Arcann: Why?
Corrain: Well, I assume they said no.
Arcann: No, they said yes.
Corrain: Really? Then I’m sorry for them.
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Arcann: *yawns*
Kalvonut: Yeah, being that pretty must be tiring.
Arcann: Then you must be exhuasted.
Corrain: Will you two shut up? Some of us are lonely.
Elennye/Vaylin & Corrain
Vaylin: Did Elennye just tell me they loved me for the first time?
Corrain: Yeah, they did.
Vaylin: And did I just do finger guns back?
Corrain: Yeah, you did.
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Elennye: What time is it?
Vaylin: I don’t know, pass me that saxaphone and we’ll find out
Vaylin: *BLASTS the saxaphone*
Corrain: WHO THE FUCK IS PLAYING THE SAXAPHONE AT TWO IN THE FUCKING MORNING
Vaylin: It’s 2 am
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Elennye: God, I love Vaylin.
Corrain: Yeah, you fucking better.
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Elennye: Vaylin is a perfect cinnamon scone who’s never done anything wrong in their entire life!
Corrain: Never done anything wrong?! They set a city block on FIRE!
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Vaylin: I woke up and chose VIOLENCE. I WILL COMMIT ARSON AND BURN EVERYTHING TO THE GROUND!!! I AM ANGRY-
Elennye: Awwww, you’re so adorable! Give me a hug~
Vaylin: Wh-What? nO, yOURE SUPPOSED TO BE SCARED OF ME! TREMBLE BEFORE MY WRATH-
Corrain, recording: This is so cute.
Just for fun, what do you think your Legacy. would think of my sith warrior, Tyrrnith? As in, how'd they see him, would they get along with him, ect? You can list as many or as few of your OCs as you want.
You're gonna get all of them then, LMAO! Moonrise Legacy takes on the Zarmahan.
Corrain: Depends on when they would meet, to be honest. If it's baby-Jedi Corrain, prior to the Vitiate Trauma, he'd just be confused. Praven kind of baffled him, and since Tyr's a pretty honorable Sith, it would only deepen that confusion. They'd get along eventually, it would just take Corrain time to figure out how the fuck he felt about it.
However, if Corrain first meets Tyr as the *Emperor's Wrath* rather than the *Empire's Wrath* - he's almost certainly never going to trust Tyr, ever. That first impression will stay with him far too long, and his hatred of Vitiate/Valkorion never truly fades - it's a scar he carries for the rest of his life. Meeting Tyr around JK chapter 3 or Ilum would mean Tyr gets caught up in that association.
But if they meet around the SoR or KOTXX point, he's likely to want to reach out - he'd see Tyr as someone who sticks to his ideals and he respects that a lot. They wouldn't see eye to eye, but that's something Corrain values because it challenges him to think outside the box. They'd probably have some pretty decent conversations.
Kalvonut: Kalvonut would probably be conflicted. He's extremely diplomatic and actively avoids confrontation where he can, so they'd 'get along' for the most part, but Kalvo would see Tyr as the embodiment of the culture he never had a connection to. As a Pureblood Sith taken in by the Jedi after his Revanite mother was killed by the Dark Council, trying to learn about Sith customs would be almost certainly viewed with suspicion by the Republic (though not the Jedi, per se) and so he stayed away.
Actually, on second thought? If Tyr isn't patient they probably wouldn't click - Kalvonut would almost certainly bombard him with questions. He's a massive nerd, lmao.
Kessin: They'll shoot him in the face before anything, unless Corrain or someone else they trusted told them to back off. It doesn't really matter when - they never trust Sith. Ever. Tyr would never be able to prove himself to Kessin, even if he wanted to.
Deitente: She can respect Tyr's sense of honor, but she'd view him more as a formidable opponent than anything else. So she'd respect him as a warrior and enemy, but that's about it - she's too loyal to the Republic to ever befriend him.
Eiri: They'd probably get along, to be honest. Eiri doesn't give a rat's ass about the Empire (because he's not Imperial, he's Zakuulan, and he maintains that identity) but he'd be able to respect that Tyr does. He'd also be the most comfortable in the face of Tyr's aloofness, as he's a fairly laid-back guy - he doesn't mind awkward conversations or silences or anything of the sort. He makes them comfortable, honestly.
Sekulyn: She'd see Tyr as a threat, and just for that she'd respect him. Even more so after they become Darth Occlus and rise to the Dark Council. They don't have a code of Sith honor in the traditional sense - but they don't half-ass it when going up against formidable opponents, and they wouldn't spare any effort if they had to take Tyr down. As long as they share the same goal, however - keeping the Empire strong (and therefore Sekulyn's powerbase secure) - then they'd get along fine. Probably pretty damn well, all things considered.
Elennye: She'd begrudgingly like Tyr. He puts the Empire first - as she does - and isn't one of the fuckhead Sith whose power struggles are tearing apart the Empire from the inside. Not to mention he's not a jackass about aliens. She'd gladly offer her services as the Star Cabal leader/Information broker to him when he needs them, as long as it doesn't fuck with Vaylin and Zakuul.
Astayr: Honorable Sith are a decent sort, and he's good in a fight, so xey would be more than happy to work with him if he's willing to pay hir fee. Plus, xey know that xey can trust any bounties he pays xem to take out to be fair play - there's not going to be falsified info or coercion (of Astayr) involved. Xey might be too rowdy for him though - xey would almost certainly try to get him to shoot net'ra gal with them and the other Mandalorians LMFAO
Thanks for the ask! I love Tyr, so these were pretty fun answers to brainstorm.
1 - What irks other people about the way they converse?
Well....Kalvo is kind of your Average Bookish Fellow, in some regards, and on top of that he's a researcher! An avid one. So sometimes he's extremely verbose and his vocabulary tends to be filled with weird esoteric words nobody really remember the definition of. So he can be hard to understand and he can make you feel stupid entirely by accident. He's too nice for people to really get mad about it though, especially because he really doesn't try to sound pedantic, he's just. Like That.
4 - How do they react to confrontation?
Deescalation, deescalation, and calm deescalation. There's a reason that Kalvonut is a good diplomat and negotiator, and it's because he's very good at present a calm, serene front even in the face of genuine fury - and yet can still manage to be genuinely sympathetic as well. Kalvonut's first instinct when involved in a confrontation is to try and mediate a calm solution, or to at least get everyone communicating properly before tempers flare any worse. However, when the confrontation is personal (i.e. bigoted due to his species) that deescalation turns into a very, very pointed form of politeness. Kalvonut never quite gets to the "mocking" stage....but there's something about a Jedi Master looking calmly at you after you've just loudly slandered him based on his species and saying something like "Well...I suppose we can't all be as....tolerant and polite, as you, hm?" He can make people feel SO small. Disappointed Dad Syndrome, but it's worse because Kalvonut is also sorta more like Jedi-Jesus, lmao
12 - What niche thing are they competent at?
OH! Oh this one's good - Kalvonut is a particularly mean sabacc player! He can gamble almost anyone under the table, without any Force-Cheating, and it's a regular joke at Jedi Council meetings that if they're going to bet on any particular plan, that Kalvo needs to be the one betting.
25. What would they consider the greatest betrayal?
OHHHHHH this is such a good one? Because....Kalvo is *very* calm, and his first response to being betrayed would probably be more along the lines of "Force, what could I have done to help them? To help prevent this? What should I look for?"
So...I think for Kalvonut, the greatest betrayal wouldn't be one where he's betrayed. It would be where someone he cares about betrays themselves - like how Corrain does when he point-blank refuses to allow the Jedi to try and help him heal following his escape from the Emperor's Fortress, betraying everything he knows and cares about as a Jedi to pursue a revenge that he desperately feels is necessary. The same could be said about Syo Bakarn, when the First Son betrays everything that Syo stands for and ignores all the Jedi teaches so dear to Syo - it's that sort of "betrayal of self" that hurts him the most, because as a healer, watching others self-destruct knowing that you cannot help is the WORST kind of pain.
A near second would be a Jedi who ostensibly remains a Jedi condemning others for stupid shit like "being a Red Sith Pureblood" or "once being a Fallen Jedi" - aka the shit Kaedan pulls, but worse, because to Kalvonut that's a hypocrisy that runs counter to everything the Order represents, and betraying the Order's greatest principles while still proclaiming yourself to be part of the Jedi Order is a betrayal of principle, and that's something Kalvonut doesn't forget easily.
Thank you for the ask about my consular bby! he's the softest of soft beans....