Carja Prtah

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Carja Prtah was a street urchin that grew up in the alleys of Corellia. He was frequently bullied by older miscreants and was forced to learn to fight at a young age. He befriended the elderly keeper of a holo-theater who would often give him food from the theater out of pity for the poor boy, and many times Carja was allowed free admission to many of the holodramas. He immersed himself in the fantasies, as they were his only escape from the horrors of his real life.

Carja's favorite holos were those portraying the fanciful martial arts of the Echanis and the brutal war tactics of the Mandalorians. Prios Wihou, the theater's keeper, began to allow Carja to stay in the theater at night to keep him off the streets. Carja immersed himself in the holos. He began mimmicking everything he saw on the viewscreens late at night when no one was around. He thus augmented his natural fighting abilities picked up fighting on the mean streets of Corellia. He mixed the graceful dance of blades of the Echani with the ruthless tactics of the Mandalorians. His battle prowess on the streets was unmatched. He would often disassemble ancient mops and brooms from Prios' cleaning closet with which to practice the quarterstaffing techniques seen in his beloved holos, earning the older man's ire more than once.

Being an orphan, Carja had no idea of his birthday, heritage, or family. Prios celebrated Carja's birthday on the anniversary of the day he found the boy scavenging the theater's dumpster for an evening meal. He brought the urchin in from the cold and shared his own meager rations with him. The two formed a father/son bond.

On Carja's eighteenth birthday, Prios presented him with a gift two inches longer than the young man was tall. Pulling the old cloth from the gift, Carja stood gape mouthed in awe. It was an Echani Ritual Brand! Prios had saved for months in anticipation of this event and was not disappointed. The polearm had twin Echani blades, one on each end. They were thin, but not weak; nearly indestructible. It was a sculpture of deadly beauty, perfect balance displayed in a cortosis and durasteel blend.

Carja's tough exterior broke only momentarily when he nearly burst into tears and hugged the older man. He quickly remembered himself and drew back. Prios swallowed the lump in his throat and coughed blaming the dust and his allergies. He apologized that it was second-hand noting the unusual scoring and the name "Yusanis" inscribed on it. Carja still thanked him profusely, assuring him such a minor detail hardly mattered to him. Prios begged a performance from Carja as thanks. He amazed Prios with his athletic prowess and agility.

Carja was not known for his patience. He was not happy to eek out a meager existence as the man he knew as his father was. He began taking on small bounties from bondsmen on “bail-jumpers” and soon became quite addicted to his new profession. Normally the sight of his double bladed weapon made his mark quake in fear and give in. Growing more confident in his abilities, he began to accept more dangerous bounties.

One particularly violent mark ambushed him without warning setting him on his heels. He quickly regained his footing and was forced to accept the “dead” value of the “dead or alive” bounty when the target became too violent to subdue. The bounty was still high enough to increase Prios and his standard of living significantly.

Excitedly, he returned to the theater and burst through the door… only two find it burning in flames, and a helpless Prios trapped beneath a burning support beam. Oblivious to the danger and the burning building around him he