It's funny. Trever and I went from having no family to a lot of family. We grew up in an utter backwater planet only known for its agricultural college. Just us, Naldin and our parents. But we came from a huge family. A clan with a high percentage of force users. Red head and Force sensitive is what they called the Delvars. Then the Jedi purge happened and they all died.
Or so we thought. See, the non-Force sensitive Delvars survived. But I'll get to them in a minute. First the immediate family.
My father is Calenvir Delvar, a Jedi Master with a very strong gift of foresight. He has the Delvar hair and eyes. He's sort of stoic, I think. Or maybe just thoughtful. He's the one who taught me and Trever the basics of the Force. He's become head of the family, which is something that tires him.
Mom is named Talia. She was born a Corillian noble and left to become a mercenary and bounty hunter. She traveled with some Mandalorians for a while and picked up Mando'a. She has a talent with building and modifying weapons and things. I think I picked that up from her. Her favorite weapon is a modified blaster rifle that she calls her VBB which means Very Big Blaster. She's very threatening with it and a damn good shot.
Naldin is our older brother, by five years. He's not Force Sensitive, like mom, though he does have the Delvar hair and eyes. Brilliantly bright red and green. He's very sneaky and likes to cook. When we were younger he always managed to miss any pranks we played on him. His favorite, or at least preferred, weapon is a knife. Throwing knives. Any sort of knife. Though he's damn good with a blaster pistol. Mom made sure we all knew how to shoot.
Then there's Trever. My twin. My other half. He's me and I'm him. That's all there is to it.
Patient: Kale Delvar
Partners: Trever
hidden_sith and Tobias
force_killer (non participant)
Fandom: Star Wars OC
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