I am a rogue. I do not truly trust the elders anymore because I have lost most of my respect for them. I was was raised as a child in a rogue clan.The older I got the more powerful I became.The rogues didn't have a code of honor so I was trained to be ruthless, no mattter what. Then one day on a hunting trip our pack was preparing for a large battle. I didn't understand why so many of us were coming and why they were armed to the teeth. Then when we got to the hunting grounds, I saw it, our own kind. I was about to lower my spear when My pack went into a kind of frenzy and roared to attack. They all charged the unready encampment at once. The clan was caught totally off gaurd. The rogues slaughtered everyone including the chilren who could barely hold a spear. Later that night every member of our hunting party had a trophy, including me i'm ashamed to say. About a year later when my skills had increased tenfold and I had become the second in command, the pack leader said we were going out for another great hunt. I protested and told him that it wasn't right. For my insolance I was told that I wouldn't be coming to attack the village and would have to stay. I had no intentions of that. Around an hour after the hunting party left I tightened my armor, equiped my weapons, and followed after them. I was swifter than many yautja so I arrived shortly after the attack had begun. What I saw had dazed me for a second. At least half my clan was killed and the other half were fighting for their lives. Something they didn't expect happened, the hunting party of that village had went on a hunt and arrived right before our party attacked so they were fully armored and equiped. Our party was caught off guard when they expected only to see unarmored and unprepared targets. Our leader saw me and cast himself to the floor below my feet and threw away all respect I had for him by begging me to help, for I had the skills to turn the tide of battle. Instead I extended my wristblades and removed his head in one clean sweep. Then, at precisely the moment I hit him, he knew what it was to have the fear that he had inspired into the deffenseless village one year back. The rest of my ex-pack saw this and went mad for my blood. They lunged toward me but I kept my cool and murdered each one. The hunting party of the other village still saw me as one of them so they came for my blood. Regretfully, I did the same for them as for my own people. My leader was right. I could have changed the tide of battle, and I did, for myself. I then returned to my village and killed every last warrior. I removed their skulls and put each one in my trophy sack leaving the leaders so I could carry that one. I had found the leader of the pack of the village my pack had attacked and presented him with the still bloody skulls of an entire rogue clan for penance. He saw my turning to him an honorable thing and made me part of his clan. Unfortunately he did not have the same honor. On a hunting trip he ordered a pack to capture a queen. He chose and a unqualified glory hound as the leader. My hunting party went into a hive for a queen extraction, but our leader was careless and was only looking out for his glory. The entire party was massacured and I was the only surviver. So I held off the rest of the kainde amedha, "hard meat", and took the queen's life myself, adding her skull to my trophies. There are almost no huntable species that I haven't hunted yet. My trophies plentiful, including the skull of an elder yautja who chllenged me and died at the end of my blade. For this I was sent to a harsh prison for 165 years until I was called upon by the new elder for a mission against a rogue clan. I suffered from some wounds , but I also killed the entire clan without mercy. I was congratulated amd set free. I stand at two meters and I am extremely versatile, even for my own species. Very few of our kind can compete with. My helmet has symbols carved into it for each particularly worthy foe. All of my weapons are those of a master hunter and are extremely dangerous. My wristblades are a foot and a half long and have been sharpened to their limit. The same goes for my dagger. I do not carry my combi-staff on my hunts, to lighten the weight I must carry, but I have masted the glaive and rival, if not excell, the true elders abillities. I only carry my combi-staff for rituals and ceremonies. I have a plasmacaster, but I only use it on hunts that I belive will be necesissary for it. The same goes for my spear gun, which is built-in to my gauntlet. I have also modified and upgraded my disc and shuriken so that they go farther and will cut through tougher materials. Also, an untraditional yautja weapon I use is a sword, much like the traditional japanese style weapon, but it has been reinforced to cut through very tough materials and has ritualistic symbols carved into the metal work. All of my weapons and armor are acid proof. My armor is jet black, including my mask, and has been modified by the Dark Blade CLan's blacksmith to withstand more damage the regular armor.