OOC The Dark Reach - An Order Reborn Resource Thread

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CHARACTER SHEET



Name: Darth Arach

Sex: female

Age: 22

Species: human

Homeworld: Rikku

Height: 5’10”

Weight: 135lb

Physical Attributes: Long, black hair, bright piercing gold eyes, fair skin, and a long thin scar on the bottom of her right forearm.

Clothing: Anything that helps her blend in with the locals of whichever planet she is on, complete with a medium brown cloak with a deep hood to hide her face if she chooses.

Abilities: Due to the constant tragedies in her past, Arach is serious by nature, but she has a sarcastic and a mischievous streak that help to balance it out. When she was sixteen, she became a very skilled scavenger and fighter both of which still come in handy at times.

Weapons/Tools: A standard lightsaber with a blood orange blade, a dagger made from bone with the blade serrated and the hilt curving into a sharp point at the tip, a vibroblade, a pendant necklace of which the pendant is in an intricate set and has the ability to calm and focus the mind of whomever touches it, and a ring given to her by Darth Talon that conceals her thoughts, worn on her left middle finger.

Faction: undeclared

Occupation/Title: Sith watcher assassin

Family: all deceased

Associates: unknown

Biography: Isa had a happy childhood. Her parents were part of a group of humans colonizing a planet known as Rikku. It has a lot of grassy knolls and is perfect for growing crops, located in the Outer Rim. This group was, also, part of a social experiment. It was on Rikku that she was born.

For ten years, the colony grew. It became a place of hard work and prosperity. At least, this is how it seemed on the surface. It took ten years for the damage to be damage to become noticeable and discovered. By then, it was almost too late.

It started with the crops. Very gradually, the crops started to become poisoned and rotten. They managed to contain it and even appeared to stop it for a brief while. Just long enough to lull the colonists into a false sense of security. Then, it came back with a vengeance. The crops weren't the only things contaminated. Now, the livestock was, too.

When it was discovered that the livestock had been infected, the animals, themselves, had become far more aggressive than normal. In the more advanced cases, the animals developed a type of madness to the point where they would turn on each other and eat their flesh.

From there, it only got worse.

Once the livestock became infected, it was only a matter of time for the colonists to become Infected. The infection disguised itself, at first, as different common ailments. It, then, became more deadly accompanied with an insationable hunger. The violence that had been reported with the animals became so much more horrific once the colonists became infected.

Only a few weren't infected. Isa and her parents were among them.

Isa's parents and other Uninfected tried to come up with a cure, but the contagion spread far too quickly for an effective cure. In the end, they sent for help almost too late.

Isa had been with a friend when the Infected became too many to contain. Worried for her parents, she slipped away in the confusion.

She, eventually, heard screams that sounded like her mother coming from the direction of the market. They faded as she followed them.

When she arrived she saw the market had been overrun. Some of the Infected were busy in small groups of three or four. Closest to her, she saw two groups of four each. She recognized the clothing of the two victims as belonging to her parents.

Upon realizing this, the child couldn't help but stare in shock, horror, and tremendous grief as her parents were being consumed right before her eyes. She, then, slowly felt something within her begin to snap. Then, the Infected noticed her.

She was frozen with horror as they came toward her. Then, an inferno ignited within her. Never before had Isa felt such anger and hatred.

With tears streaming, Isa let out an incredible scream as the built up inferno released in a powerful pulse. It shredded through the ranks of not only the Infected surrounding her parents, but through the ones surrounding the other victims as well.

Safe and exhausted, the child collapsed to her knees and had just enough strength to crawl to her dead mother's side.

When the response team found her sometime later, Isa couldn't really remember what had happened to the Infected surrounding her.

On the ship with the other survivors, was an older woman by the name of Sadie Brown. Sadie had been a neighbor and a surrogate aunt to the child and took her in upon learning that she was alone.

Sadie died when Isa was sixteen. The older woman's heart had given out.

Now, she carried Sadie's death with her along with her parents'. The memory of her parents' deaths was still unclear to her.

After Sadie's death, Isa took to the streets and became a scavenger and thief.

It wasn't long before she learned that she was different than the others around her. She was far more successful at stealing items of value from shopkeepers and customers alike. And she was very skilled at finding the right haul when she scavenged.

Months after learning to survive on her own, she came across a thirteen- year- old, whose softness of character made her a prime target for other scavengers and predators.

Saving the girl, Lock, from a savage beating, Isa took her under her wing.

Isa taught Lock how to scavenge and fight.

Seeing how the girl was naturally quick and unnoticeable when she wanted, Isa usually took her with her to use as a scout.

Slowly and eventually, the two came to consider the each other as family.

A little over a year later, Lock was brutally murdered by a canabalistic, nomadic- like tribe called the Raiders.

Upon hearing her friend being attacked, Isa had pinned the attackers against the hold of the crashed ship she had been scavaging from, and held a fatally dying Lock.

Laying the girl's corpse on the ground, Isa used her new- found power and, in turn, slowly and brutally murdered the three Raiders one by one.

Accomplishing this, Isa picked up Lock's vibroblade and left the crash, never returning.

One day in the market, two years later, she stole a customer's purse.

She didn't realize this was not one of her normal victims until the Sith Master caught up to her.

Impressed enough with her skill, the Sith brought her to Moraban to the Sith Academy. There she trained until she became apprenticed to Emperor Dreadwar.

Isa's, now Arach’s, first mission was to the Valley of the Dark Lords on Moraban, to bring back Darths Cruor and Draconis, lead by the Dark Lord Haretisch.

After the mission's successful completion, she looked among the dead and found the necklace and dagger.

On the return trip to the temple, Arach felt her master's death. After arriving at the temple, she was elevated to Lord.

While enraged over her master's death, she was contacted by a mysterious woman, later revealed to be Darth Talon, who told her that Insipid had murdered Dreadwar and named himself Emperor. She, then, offered her the chance to avenge her master's death. Arach accepted her offer and was told that a ring was hidden on the shuttle that waited for her next mission.

Afterwards, she rejoined Lord Haretisch and two apprentices, Kwea and Octavious, to fight the entity that had made Lords Cruor and Draconis go temporarily insane.

While facing the entity, it showed her one of her deepest regrets and most painful memory. Lock's death.

During the final battle, Arach touched the entity's conscious using the Force and became trapped in a steadily collapsing mindscape with Darth Haretisch, who had followed her. During this time, as they waited for the two apprentices to destroy the entity, Arach came to trust Haretisch and consider him as a surrogate master.

After the successful completion of the mission, Arach was promoted to High Lord, had discovered a boost in her powers, and learned that she carried a piece of a key that could either lock Typhojem away, or be used to release him.

After defeating an old Sith escaped from carbonite with Kwea and Octavious, the assassin met with Haretisch who gave her an apprentice. Darth Syren, a young woman who was millennia old and had been in stasis on Hoth.

Not long later, while preparing for a celebratory feast, those who had pledged alligence to the left- handed God, Typhojem attacked the Sith on Moraband.

During this battle, some of the Sith had either been killed, or had turned traitor and then killed. However, the Sith emerged victorious, even when Abeloth made an appearance.

Shortly before the Sith went to Mortis, at the Dawn Herald's orders, Arach left secretly, but returned just in time to feel Haretisch's betrayal.

With Abeloth destroyed, after she told Emperor Insipid about Arach's almost betrayal, Insipid becoming the Son, and Typhojem's release, another ritual was performed. It threw the broken Sith Empire into another time and universe.

Soon after the Sith had found a home on Zakuul, which they had renamed New Moraband, Arach was sent on series of secret missions by the Dawn Herald to help fund the Dark Lady's plans.

Upon returning to New Moraband, Arach was sent to help a couple of Sith in the forests. She met Darth Serapis and Alekto, then disappeared.

After waking up from the crazed being known as Deward, and after escaping his collapsing lair with a few other Sith, Arach eventually found herself on Bedlam in the Asylum. There, she finds a “patient” who looks remarkably like herself.

During the attempt at escape with this mysterious patient, the assassin was knocked unconscious and is now a prisoner of Snoke.

 

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Name: Zandoran Celix
Alias: Lord Darth Hades
Age: Appears to be in his 30's
Species: Zabrak
Gender: Male
Homeworld: Korriban, Grew up on Haruun Kal.
Force Sensitive: Yes

Appearance
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 210
Build: Medium
Hair: None
Eyes: Sith Red and Yellow
Skin: Pale White


Hades shortly after he joined The New Sith Order in 12 ABY.


After escaping from Hell and Typhojem, Hades emerged with a new set of armor. 155 ABY.


Hades after the loss of Finis and half of the Sith in 6 ABY.

Weapon(s)







Blade Color: Red and Purple.
Lv10: High Lord

• Warrior
  
  
  • Knight
    

Lightsaber Forms:
Ataru
Juyo
Jar’Kai

Martial Arts:
Teräs Käsi

Hades using Ataru





Biography: Lord Hades was born on Korriban, but left for Haruun Kal at a young age. Both of his parents were traders and neither were connected to the Force, and it was amazing that their son was.

Formally known as Zandoran Celix, he grew up on Harrun Kal deep in the jungles. He was a Zabrak, which made him unable to blend in and provided him the opportunity to learn hate. He was persecuted by the Korunnai, the natives to the Jungle. They felt his being different meant that he didn't belong, and they wouldn't accept him as a part of their lives. His parents died during what was known as the Summertime War. Leaving him orphaned at 14 years of age, a pivotal time in which he was growing and his connection to the Force also grew.

Being orphaned made him alone, and so he remained in the jungle unprotected by its dangers, which quickly became a very hazardous way to live. Luckily his hate of the Korunnai made it easier for Zandoran to unleash his rage in a weapon, The Force.

He learned abilities that the jungle seemed to whisper, the ways to kill the ones who persecuted him, yet become one with the jungle around him. At the age of twenty, he braved the Spaceport and found someone who called themselves Sith. There were two of them, Hades and Angellus. Both were powerful, and both knew the dark side intimately. Hades had trained Angellus as a young girl, and now she was his lover.

Hades and Angellus taught Zandoran of the dark side, and trained him in Hand to Hand combat, conditioning his body to be the greatest warrior of physical combat they could. Soon they felt he was proficient and then began to take him to worlds where he would fight. Zandoran soon mastered the necessary skills and was unbeatable.

Next came the greatest of tasks, he would build his Lightsaber. Hades, though, wielded two, and Angellus wielded a staff. They gave Zandoran the choice to choose whether to build a single or to advance himself and build Duals or a staff. He chose to build a set of Dual Sabers.

They left Zandoran in a room and placed the proper instructions with him. He would use the Darkside to shape his sabers, creating weapons in harmony with his power. He went for almost a week, having only bread and water and having no sleep. By the time he was finished he had not only completed his sabers, but had grown more powerful in the dark side than he had ever been.

Hades and Angellus thus taught him to fight. Zandoran learned Jar'Kai, the Dual wielding Form. After only a few weeks of practice, he was better than Angellus and neared the level that Hades was at.

Zandoran now was fully immersed in the dark side, and he was a formidable Lightsaber duelist, but what he lacked was the Darkside Powers and Sith abilities that Hades and Angellus held. Hades chose to instruct Zandoran personally, without help from Angellus. She chose to watch, but not interfere. Even though the choice Hades had made had angered her.

Zandoran remained with them for 3 more years, and in that time, he grew more powerful than Angellus and Hades combined. During this time He tattooed his body and created his clothing to resemble what he was, a Sith.

Hades soon felt that Zandoran had earned the right to know the truth, the truth about himself and Angellus. Neither were Sith. Both and been told to leave and never return because of the relationship they held. It had clouded their judgement when amongst the Order and made them unreliable.

Zandoran was furious, his rage empowering him so, that he engaged both in a duel. Angellus was the first to fall, her skills no match for the Darkened Zabrak. Hades, though, remained an issue for at least an hour, the duel ended with both at a stalemate. As Hades released Zandoran from a saber lock Zandoran didn't hesitate in using all he could muster in the Force and released a torrent of Force Lightning, the weakened Hades lasted a few minutes more, then succumbed to the blast.

Zandoran felt powerful, his skills had grown to where he was a great warrior, but he realized it was nothing compared to others who had been trained by true Masters. He left the dead Sith's bodies lying there, unceremoniously. He felt no pity for them and no great pride in having been trained by them. They had served a purpose, one that made Zandoran more powerful and a greater warrior.

He took his Master's name of Hades. Remembering the Sith telling him it meant Underworld Fury, or Darkside's Commander. The name was based loosely off of a legend from long ago about a man who controlled the Force's Netherworld.

Zandoran felt that the name embodied what he had become and would further become and that he would prove the one to wield it better than his mentor.

Hades made his way back to Korriban, feeling at home as soon as he landed on its darkened red sands, and unrelenting heat. Its call from the Force, from the Darkside, being like that of his mother and father.

He was truly home.

Once on Korriban he joined the Sith and was trained among them, but left after feeling like an outcast. He left Korriban seeking his true place. One where he felt he was wanted and could be useful.

Hades, after leaving the Sith, struggled with what he wanted to do and embarked on a journey where he joined the Jedi but was spurned.

After leaving the Jedi, he traveled the galaxy seeking whatever he so desired. He gained a small fortune by being a Bounty Hunter and ended up on Taris, where he bought an entire tower to keep his treasures. He took back the name Zandoran Celix as an alias and began working to build a profile as Zandoran.

He encountered another Bounty Hunter on many occasions, Alexia Duras, though she had started as a Jedi, she left and began her own time as a Bounty Hunter. After Hades and her had many encounters they began thinking of one another as arch-rivals. Alexia was well armed as a Bounty Hunter and openly used a lightsaber as well as blasters and other equipment and weapons, Hades on the other hand, wore normal clothing and liked to fulfill his contracts with as little attention drawn to himself as possible. Most times he relied solely on his Force abilities and his unarmed combat skills. He did carry a short vibro-blade on his person and his lightsabers were hidden among his clothing should he need them. Alexia did not know he could use the Force until much later.

When the Yuuzhan Vong War began, Hades had no interest in becoming involved and for a time, he was able to avoid involvement.

Two years into the war he was sent to Coruscant to retrieve a high priority target for the Hutts. A person who held nearly every portion of the Hutt Cartels various activities in a databank of which he stole from Nal Hutta.

It was that fateful day, the Yuuzhan Vong attacked Coruscant. Alexia had also been sent by the Hutts, but her job was to kill Hades and destroy the data, as it was too dangerous to be left in anyone’s hands.

They fought against one another, neither one prevailing over the other and soon, the Vong were upon Coruscant and they had to work together to stay alive. For over 15 hours, they ran and hid among the ruins of Coruscant, avoiding the Vong, this reliance on one another, made the two very close, and in a time of quiet rest while the war outside still raged, they became lovers.

They destroyed the data together, but Hades left her behind and stole a ship to get off world.

It would be several years before he saw Alexia again.

Hades, after Alexia, tried to become a Twilight Templar, but this proved a fruitless effort. He wanted to change for the better, then find her and express his regret in leaving her behind. He left the Templars behind, though, as he knew his dark tendencies were far too strong to be able to do anything involving the light side.

He returned to Korriban once more, but his time there was even shorter than his previous stay. He exiled himself because he felt the Order was no longer loyal to its members and that the Sith focused far too much on political power. He left in search of more Force users and their abilities, hoping to immerse himself in the Force so fully he could uncover all of it’s secrets.

He left and went to his home on Taris.

He resurrected his alias as Zandoran Celix once more and decided to aim his anger at the Hutts as well as building himself a cushion against retaliations.He hired two Wookies to be his Bodyguards, Shir’Tooka and Tor’Tooka. He then hired a pirate and smuggler named Hondo Leatro and his crew to do business with. Leatro and crew attacked Hutt shipments and brought the goods to Taris, they even intercepted severals shipments that were for Annari the Hutt, Taris’ very own crime lord.This served as the capital that Hades would use to open Tarisian Arms Expo, a year round weapons market and Expo for companies and traders/merchants to sell weapons.

As time progressed, Hades, as Zandoran, quickly took over several criminal groups on Taris. The Dark Raiders were a street gang that Annari employed to control his territory and keep other gangs from forming and challenging his control, but he kept them on a tight leash. Hades offered the Dark Raiders control over all of the Lower City in exchange for their help in taking out Annari. A rival group, The Skull Knights, a swoop and speeder bike gang, was offered all of the Undercity in the exact same deal. Both groups agreed to help. Hades quickly made Annari’s life hell, and soon the Hutt wanted to talk truce. Hades would keep control of the gangs and all weapons and gambling trades, Annari would keep the drug and other illicit trades.

Hades also took to greasing the wheels of the political machine on Taris to keep everyone away from what he was doing. He was slowly becoming what he had despised.

Then Alexia arrived on his doorstep, and with her, she brought their daughter, Jada. It was in that moment that Hades softened and his heart began to thaw.

Alexia and he agreed to be a family with Jada and he promised to turn from the dark side. And for a time, he was able to, but soon, Jada grew sick. During his travels, he had heard of a stone that could extend one's life inevitably, and heal people.

While he searched for this stone, he paid for the best Doctors and medical care, but nothing seemed to help.

He found the fabled stone of a Sith Sorcerer on Naboo, below its oceans in a temple dedicated to the dark side and hiding the stone.

Within the temple, he learned that a Force Wielder could take the stone and drain the essence of anyone and use it to heal themselves and extend their own life. Surely it could do the same for another?

He took the stone, a crystal prism carved to look like a Sith Holocron. Upon returning to Taris, he quickly used the stone to save Jada, but she was changed. She acted out violently and had tendencies of dark actions.

Hades confessed to Alexia what he had done and she was so angry that she took Jada and fled Taris. Hades never saw his daughter again.

As Hades grew older, he realized people on Taris would become suspicious of his longevity and began to plan for his replacement at Tarisian Arms Expo and public life in general. This led him to Dr. Horus Sordak, a doctor still registered in the Medical Practitioners database but forbidden to practice medicine in nearly every system except a few. Taris being one of them. He found the good Doctor providing plastic surgery to criminals on Nar Shaddaa using a radical technique that implemented Yuuzhan Vong biotech to create a new face that could be altered hundreds of times and heal perfectly.

Sordak was paid handsomely every time he did a surgery, so much so that he could never spend the fortune he had accrued in 5 lifetimes, let alone the one lifetime he did have.

Hades, though, offered him a place to build a lab and do research, which is what Sordak desperately wanted and used his fortunes for anyway.

Sordak was able to create blueprints for updated cloning equipment and sourced all the parts from various medical companies. His cover for the purchases was the fact that Zandoran was ailing with age and needed around the clock care and special equipment to continue to survive.

Within a few years, a clone of Hades was born, this clone, though, had little to no abilities or potential in the Force, thanks to Sordak dampening his connection through genetic manipulation. Zandoran Celix II was named Hades’ son and heir, and he took over every aspect of Zandoran’s public life.

Hades spent his new free time studying the dark side and sending his Wookiee bodyguards to retrieve items of interest for him while remaining undetected by the Jedi, The Sith or anyone else who could jeopardize his secret existence.

Hades emerged from his dark side studies in 155 ABY and returned to the Sith homeworld, now known as Moraband. He quickly learned that, though he had studied the dark side for a very long time, he had not practiced it or continued his physical practices, and he could tell this had weakened him considerably.

His first mission to prove himself ended with the success of gaining an apprentice and a new user of the dark side within the Order, soon, though, Abeloth appeared, and Moraband became a war zone.

He was quickly placed into a fight against thousands of undead, and aided by a Temple Acolyte known as Hel, he and his apprentice, Ravenous, fought hard alongside her. Hades would not see the end of that day alive.

Within only days of his return, he was dead, taken by Abeloth and held as a prisoner in a prison of her own mind. This was a kind of torture that Hades had never endured, and his hatred for Abeloth grew strong by the time he was freed from her grasp, emerging alive once more. Though, that lasted less than an hour as Typhojem destroyed Hades once more and took him to Hell. It was here he learned of Haretisch’s betrayal and that Hel was his daughter. Typhojem wanted them to destroy Haretisch for him, but Hades refused. The man was certainly a traitor, but then Typhojem threatened Hel, who, by all accounts, was innocent.

Hades stood in defiance, as did many others, then, with the help of Haretisch, they were able to fight off Typhojem and emerge alive once more.It was Emperor Insipid, though, whose betrayal hurt worse. He had betrayed them all for power, built the entire Order and Empire up, for power, just to sacrifice them all for more power. And then, after all that, Hades felt his disgust of non-humans, the very ones who, without them, he’d not have anything. Hades had sworn himself to the Order and the Empire and that loyalty would stand, even if it’s leaders were unfit.

Hades hoped now, with a shift in time and of space, and a rebuilding of who and what they were, he could place his trust in another and ensure the Order and the Empire remained strong, even if he had to kill to ensure it.

As the Sith allied with Grand Admiral Thrawn and settled on the world of Zakuul, which was gifted to them, Hades found a new dynamic.

Zakuul, now New Moraband, was where Hades would find solace in serving the only member of the Triumvirate he deemed truly worthy of his loyalty, Dawn Herald Lady Bellorum.

His choice would prove right in a fateful future engagement.

Lady Bellorum and Hades built connections and over time, Lady Bellorum proved herself adept at being a criminal mastermind within the underworld and its many varied unlawful factions.

For his Loyalty, when Lady Bellorum declared herself Empress and seized the Empire through sheer might, Hades was given a place by her side and granted military command of her forces.

Hades tried to secure Empress Bellorums new power structure under Twilight Sun. This was a failure. His own Stormtrooper legion, the 666th, Hades Hellions, all perished in battle, or at least that is what Hades had believed.

To try to reunite the Sith he allowed himself to be taken prisoner by Grievance Vexx. Hades sought an audience with Haretisch, but his suspicions that it was a trap kept him from trusting.

His memory is hazy from then on, until he awoke on Bedlam in the Asylum.

That was a hard fought battle as he sought his way out of the chaos. He found Finis, who he thought was dead and found Lady Arach, who had been missing a very long time.

He also bonded with the Sith Meditation sphere, Ship, though Supreme Leader Snome wrenched control of the bond from Hades.

Hades also found Morrigan in that place. Dazed and drugged.

The things he saw and fought would have left nightmares in his subconscious, had Abeloth not already gave him nightmares he overcame once before.

As Typhojem once again came crashing into the reality the Sith had escaped to, the Sith were split and separated.

Finis was gone once more, but Hades had Morrigan.

Hades chose to focus on doing what was needed to survive by dedicated himself fully to being a Sith Knight.

 

Name: Morrigan
Sex: Female
Age: 19
Species: Echani
Homeworld: Carida
Occupation: Servant
Height: 1.76
Weight: 130
Physical Attributes: Pale white skin and Hair
Clothing:

Morrigan 5 ABY after joining Hades.




Morrigan after adding her tattoos and dedicating herself fully to Hades and the Sith.

Abilities: Echani Martial Arts
Weapons/Tools: Naginata Trident Polearm
Family: None
Associates: Darth Hades
Biography: Morrigan was born on Carida where her father helped train Imperial troops at the academy there in Echani Martial Arts. He was only one of several instructors, but he specialized in polearm weaponry and the Echani Martial Arts.

After the death of the Emperor, Morrigan was sent to Grand Admiral Thrawn and he made her a special gift to the Sith.

One day she was assaulted by 3 Imperial Cadets and ended up breaking multiple ribs, two of their noses and two of their arms. She was put in a cage while the cadets were allowed to walk away.

Hades saw her in the cage one day and made the Imperials release her to him.

A week later, all three cadets had gone missing and were never seen again.

She serves as Hades servant, companion, and personal guard.

She has helped Hades in all his endeavors as Bellorums second and has provided herself as capable with an abundant of skills.

Hades has dedicated a great deal of time training Morrigan and learning from her as much as she has learned from him.

Morrigan, to prove she was loyal, updated her armor and adornments, including Sith Tattoos on her face.

Morrigan's ordeal through everything that transpired has left her fearful, but Hades has helped soothe her and they grow closer each day.

Her dedication to Hades is beyond reproach and she would do anything for him.

 

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Name: Jarykko

Sex: Male

Age: 50

Species: Barolian

Homeworld: Baroli


Height: 1.88 m

Weight: 138 kg

Physical Attributes: An imposing shockboxer who was forcibly removed from the sport and sent to serve several life sentences for the murder of his fellow athletes, Jarykko is as big as he is aggressive. His hair is a slight tinge of blue, almost bordering on grey, though none of it belies his true age. In peak physical form, he continued to participate in underground leagues where he would be pitted against man, machine, and animal where he would always come out on top. His eyes were told to belie some animal-like ferocity, their color so deep a shade of red one could almost swear they were like smoldering coals. He bears many scars from his career, more physical than mental…


Clothing: Jarykko prefers to wear his personalized all-white coynite battle armor, claiming that the numerous stains and score marks from fights in his past remind him that there’s always room for more violence. When not in his armor, he favors all-black attire of varying types that allow him to be comfortable.

Abilities: If it needs beating down, Jarykko is the one to do it. He can lift several times his own body weight and possesses an animal-like cunning when in combat with others. His dedication to causing things pain sometimes overwhelms his sense of self-preservation and those who seek to stand between him and his objective will soon find their eyeballs between his mighty thumbs and the backs of their skulls.

Weapons/Tools: Shockboxing gloves (modified so they cannot be set below the most lethal charge), coynite battle armor basic clothes


Occupation/Title: Shockboxer, Mid Rim Gladitori-Weight Champion (former, title has been publicly stripped to keep the integrity of the sport)

Family: Three children who he stakes no claim to from three different mothers.

Associates: Aboday Lashpeel (Twi’lek manager during his time in the professional leagues)

Biography:

Enter your standard story of a young child being bullied and finding an outlet in the sport of shockboxing that led to Jarykko developing through his early teen years as an amateur within the sport. He showed excellent prowess and gained a quick following when he was only seventeen, taking on a Barabel champion for his title belt in his first professional fight… and won. The latter’s manager, a Toydarian by the name of Dirty Dassh, left his prizefighter behind and helped push Jarykko to the top of the leagues at the expense of his own sanity.


Fights were ceaseless. They may not have lasted very long, but the time spent in there as the young man pummeled man after man after man into the floor helped unleash the beast within him. The sporting life wasn’t all championships and fame. When Dassh had tried to rig the championship in Jarykko’s opponent's favor by deactivating the Barolian’s gloves, Jarykko quickly knew the fight was one for his own life. Beating his opponent unconscious with no enhancements to his own gear, his eyes turned to the Toydarian in the crowd and the young man saw red. Next thing he knew, he had found himself in an alley standing over the body of a very dead Toydarian.


Jarykko was never brought up on the charge of murder of his former manager until many years later as he quickly rose to prominence on independent circuits and many professional ones as well. He successfully held a total of almost 101 championships throughout his lifetime, the most notable being the Gladitori-Weight Championship; a reign held for almost a decade and a half.


When the cold case of Dassh’s death connected Jarykko to his murder, the champion was stripped of his title and forced to prison where he fought for sport at the behest of the wardens. If it weren’t for the aid of Aboday Lashpeel, his manager at the time, Jarykko wouldn’t have been able to successfully “make parole” by greasing the palms of a few politicians and higher-ups who wanted to see him fight again.


This continued for only a few years until Jarykko found himself on the wrong side of the law again and stole a vessel to flee… feeling as if some unknown primal force was drawing him to a port of call where other dark, sinister things lurk...

 

Hey all, sorry for the double post.

I was trying to reach out to @Snokers to possibly do a combo post but haven't had much luck. I would hate to do just a few lines of combat and do it intermittently.

 

Alright, sorry not sorry for the current post here, but I had brief contact with @Snokers to do a combination post for the combat we were about to be in and he just moved on without? Is that NORMAL to do when you're supposed to work on something with someone else or did I miss something entirely? The whole reason I DIDN'T post was because I was waiting on them to get back to me.

Can't say I'm pleased with how this is currently.

 

You didn’t reply to me so one of the Triumvirs contacted me to move on without your input. If you’ll recall, you told me on the Friday (post day) that you had to go out of town unexpectedly.

 

I made some edits to Cocytus's app. Nothing major or drastic. Just a little expanding on some things, edits, and a few additions.

 

Name: Vex Nolzit (AKA: Darth Erebus)

Sex: Male

Age: 24

Species: Dathomirian

Homeworld: Iridonia


Height: 5’8”

Weight: 180 lbs

Physical Attributes: Silver and Black face, Green eyes, multiple bony protrusions from skull




Clothing: Depends on what the situation calls for. Out of battle, he likes going shirtless, with jet black tech pants housing most of his gear. While in battle, he wears a set of stolen MK 2 Wraith Class Stealth Armour, though without the helmet as it doesn’t fit (Shown with helmet below)




Abilities: Force Sensitive, but with very little training as of yet. He prefers to use his talents more as an assassin and hired gun, as he is a very talented marksman. However, he is self-trained in using a shorter version of a lightsaber, though he prefers longer-range engagements.


Weapons/Tools: Vex, as mentioned above, possesses a small, red shoto lightsaber, as well as a vibroblade which he enjoys using in tandem with the lightsaber. His pride and joy, however, is his state of the art X-52 Wraith Infiltrator Sniper Rifle, which is what he uses whenever possible. He also carries a small RK-4 Blaster Pistol, which he hides in his left boot. He has numerous other gadgets that he can use to scale buildings, open doors, and quickly move from place to place for whatever circumstance he is placed in.







Occupation/Title: Mercenary/Bounty Hunter/Hired Gun (Whatever pays), Aspiring Sith

Family: A twin brother, with whom he was separated from at birth. All other relatives are deceased.

Associates: None, whoever pays him will get his loyal service. Unlike others, he doesn’t take a larger sum from a target for freedom, he always follows through.

Biography: Vex barely had a chance to get to know his family before it was ripped from him by the Sith. For a long time, he lived in hatred of the evil group, but soon grew to realize that they were the lesser of two evils compared to the Jedi in his eyes. At a testing center, it was discovered that he was force-sensitive, but he ran off before the Jedi could come to collect him. Over time, he grew respect for his skills as a mercenary and bounty hunter, and saved up enough to get himself a small shoto lightsaber. He trained in private, and became a rather talented swordsman, though very rough around the edges without refined teaching. Nevertheless, he continued his life as it was, hoping to one day receive an offer he couldn’t refuse, and in doing so become closer to his goal of becoming a full fledged Sith.

 

Triple Approved​

Name:Zurros Myrthic/ Darth Iudex (You-Dex)
Sex:M
Age: 142..ish
Species: Falleen
Homeworld: Falleen
Height: 6'10
Weight: 270 lbs

Physical Attributes: Darth Iudex (Armored)
Iudex is a tall, imposing man, with a permanent scowl of displeasure resting on his face. His skin tone ranges from a light bronze to a deep crimson, based purely on personal preference for the day in question. Shoulder-length hair springs from a single point atop the back of his skull, which is usually left free-flowing. The rest of his skull is shaved bald,exposing prominent bony facial ridges. Falleen physiology includes twin liver, making him resistant to most poisons found throughout the galaxy. In addition to being able to change his skin pigmentation at will, Falleen also have the ability to exude pheromones at will which aided in their ability to influence others.

Clothing:
Iudex prefers function over aesthetics, and his clothing accentuates this. On a day to day basis, Iudex wears a heavy, phrik-woven gambeson under a simple green robe. Around his neck and shoulders, waist, hips, and shins, he has fused interlapping bronze colored cortosis-woven plates onto his robes. From his shoulder pauldrons, a turquoise-blue synthweave cape descends, ending just below the shins, protecting his back from the effects of blaster fire.

Abilities:
Mastery in lightsaber forms V(Djem So) and VII(Juyo), with extensive personal training in IV(Ataru). Iudex is always on the offensive, utilizing his physical strength to batter down an opponent's defense. That being said, Iudex isn't a simple-headed brute. He will just as likely hang back and allow his opponent to wear themselves out before delivering the killing blow. A constant, cold fury powers the Falleen, a fury which allows any measure to be taken, as long as he remains the last survivor. He has found great pleasure in demoralizing his foes before striking them down.

Iudex's manner of warfare through the force are as plain as his wardrobe. Function over aesthetics. An opponent cannot fight if they suddenly find their lungs crushed and impaled by their shattered ribs. A burst of lightning or a rolling wave of fire are also used to great effect. For defense against the force, Iudex will employ Tutaminis to simply absorb the attack. As for foes wielding blasters, Iudex will utilize his synthwoven cape to shrug off the bolts, to great demoralizing effect, before they are struck down by his saber. For saber-weilding foes, Iudex will at first attempt to overpower his enemy either through sheer physical force, or through a combination of lightsaber and force-based attacks.

Weapons/Tools:
Iudex's main weapon is a long-handled red bladed lightsaber. The added length of the hilt allows the user greater manipulation of the blade's trajectory in combat as well as a greater reach. In simpler terms, the hilt make the weapon not quite a saber-staff, but also not quite a standard saber. He also carries a pair of heavy blaster pistols strapped to his sides at all times.

Class: Sith Enforcer
Family: Long dead or abandoned to obscurity
Associates: Former master Darth Bruras (KIA), former apprentice Darth Vogrin (MIA- Joined Acolytes of the Beyond)

Spoiler: Biography

Zurros Myrthic was born into a minor House on the planet of Falleen. For the first 40 years, his life was of no importance.He graduated in the middle of his class, and was immediately pressed into the service of his family house. House Myrthic was nobility in name alone. After decades of scandals and poorly timed investments, many of it's members began to break custom and head off world in search of a better future. Zurros was one such individual. At the age of 55, the young Falleen would leave his homeworld, never to return. For a decade, he would earn his living as a freight hauler, transporting cargo through the mid and outer rim of the galaxy, practically living payday to payday. Life as a freight hauler taught the young Falleen an important lesson, one that contradicted everything he had learned growing up on the homeworld: Life, was hard.
More importantly than that, the Falleen were not any better off than anyone else. In the end, it all came down to privilege - Who you knew, and what you could sell.

Zurros had neither. Now in his early 80's, Zurros had arisen to the rank of captain, the owner of his own mid-sized freighter, but it still wasn't enough. Due to his middling status familial wise, the better jobs would always allude him, leaving him to scrounge for whatever smaller jobs he could find.
Enough was enough.

During the escalating tensions between the various Trade Federations and the Republic, Zurros began working for the Black Sun as an enforcer, using his towering presence and brawn to make quick work of any who stood against the criminal syndicate. After decades of disillusionment with the galaxy, with how things were "supposed to work", Zurros had found his calling. Working for the Black Sun gave the Falleen a purpose, a reason for his existence. Any waking moment was spent learning how to improve his techniques, whether it be through intimidation, extortion, or cold blooded murder.
It was dirty work, but it paid well, and more importantly.. it felt good..

The Falleen quickly rose through the ranks of the Black Sun, proving his weight in credits with each
successful hit. Interrogations became his favorite outlet for channeling his anger at the state of the galaxy, a free pass to excise any burning passions he had at the time,
to be replaced by cold fury.

Curiously, with each interrogation, he began finding himself able to almost predict what his captive would say, or be able to detect outright lies before they were even said. At the time, he simply chalked this down as simple mastery of the craft, but, over the years, the talent began making its presence known in other aspects of his life, not just as an interrogator. As the clone wars raged, Zurros felt his talent grow in turn. He slowly taught himself to "read" those around him, to pluck surface thoughts
from their minds, all to his own benefit.

It wasn't until the conclusion of the clone wars did he understand that his talent had a name, and that those with abilities such as his were now being actively hunted down by the newly arisen Empire. So, Zurros Mrythic faked his own death, a causality of some gang war with the Hutts, and went into hiding out in the Unknown Regions, every six months moving to a new planet, farther away from "charted" space. But, once one recognizes their ability with the force, once cannot simply shut it back off. Throughout his pilgrimage into the Unknown Regions, Zurros would further his own training with the force, subtly improving his skills as the years passed.

His self-imposed isolation came to an abrupt end in 7 BBY, as he awoke from sleep to a crimson-bladed lightsaber pointed towards his throat. He had been found, but seemingly not by an agent of the Empire. No, the darksider who found him claimed to be from a separate entity, a conclave of self-titling Sith who had remained isolated from the greater galaxy for the last several hundred years. Zurros was given an offer, to join the Conclave to be trained fully as a user of the dark side, or perish.

Life at the Sith conclave wasn't all that much different than that of the Black Sun. Weakness was to be excised, power was to be hoarded, and above all else, their inner activities was to be heavily guarded from the outside world. Zurros was stationed under a Deveronian, a male calling himself Darth Bruras. As within the Black Suns, Zurros quickly gained the favor of his new family, learning every technique they could throw at him as quickly as he could.
The middle-aged Falleen took great pleasure in learning through the force, finding it a quickly irreplaceable extension of his own will. Combined with rigorous training with, at first Vibroweapons, and then with a lightsaber, he was becoming every bit an enforcer as he had with the Black Suns.

By 1 ABY, he was being sent out through the Unknown Regions to "recruit" individuals with similar aptitude within the force, and if they could not be persuaded, he would kill them. In 2ABY, Darth Zurros would begin training an Apprentice, a human named Vogrin.

In 3ABY, Zurros was given the title of Darth, but kept his first name of Zurros. By 4ABY, the newly anointed Darth began sensing "oddities", surrounding the Conclave's leaders. The Conclave had always attempted to hoard important Sith artifacts before, but something was different. Slowly, such artifacts had begun to be treated almost, reverently. Those new to the conclave would be instructed on how to appropriately "respect" such artifacts, in a growing religions fashion. Over time, the Conclave leaders began referring to themselves not as Darths, but as Acolytes. Zurros, with growing suspicion, began distancing himself from his fellow Sith, and would spend the rest of the year focused solely on training himself in the available lightsaber forms.

In 5ABY, the conclave was abruptly raided by a different sect of the Sith calling themselves the "Acolytes of the Beyond". But instead of any sort of resistance, the Conclave, for the most part, welcomed the invaders with open arms, revealing a large number of the Conclave leadership were already secret members of the Acolytes of the Beyond. Just like all those initially approached by the Conclave, Zurros was given a choice, become an Acolyte, or die. He was distraught to find himself the only member with a differing opinion, not even his own apprentice would side with him. In an act of pure rage at this ultimate betrayal, Zurros would carve a bloody swathe through the ranks of the Conclave and Acolytes alike, before fleeing the planet in a stolen freighter after killing his former master in single combat.

The freighter would drift through the galaxy for an entire year, its sole occupant subsisting only on the rage which fueled him. Darth Zurros, just like Zurros Mrythic, was dead. Both lives had been cut short due to the meddling of outsiders. He had had enough. The Falleen rechristened himself as Darth Iudex, a word meaning Judge in his mother tongue. The Acolytes of the Beyond would all die by his blade, that would be his sole purpose in life. He would judge them all for their crimes. But first, he would need to regroup, rearm.

Throughout the duration of his journey, he had sensed something new. A power that had been steadily growing stronger as his shift drifted closer. Darth Iudex would start a heading towards the forgotten planet of Kesh, towards this new, unknown power, in order to once again restart his life from the beginning..

 

Name: Darth Himovic
Sex: Male
Age: 25
Species: Zabrak
Homeworld: Dathomir

Height: 6' 4"
Weight: 110 kg
Physical Attributes: Broad muscular build. A deep yellow skin tone with multiple tattoos. Dark purple eyes spring out from two large black spots surrounding the eyes. Eight strong large horns protruding from the skull. A scar down the right side of the head has completely removed an ear.
Clothing: On a day to day basis nothing more than basic Sith robes are worn. A black hooded cloak is work when travelling across the galaxy.
Abilities: Tremendous strength and quick reflexes provides swift powerful blows in combat alongside great blocking abilities. Strong in the force fuelled by a deep hatred and anger of the Jedi.
Weapons/Tools: Doubled bladed lightsaber.

Occupation/Title: Member of the few remaining Night-brothers clan.
Family: Biological parents unknown. Was briefly raised by a young Night-sister.
Associates: Night brothers/sisters.
Biography: I was born on Dathomir, Abandoned at birth. I was found inside a Rancor cave by a small group of Night-brothers, The Rancor was nowhere to be found. I was named Himovic by the Night-sister, who elected to raise the boy. The small group of Night-brothers and sisters worshiped Darth Maul. I was taught the burning hatred Lord Maul held for the Jedi and The Emperor. I revelled in this hate. Upon realising I had powers which the others didn't, I knew I was destined for something grand. My powers soon strengthened the group decided I was to be the successor of Lord Maul. They began training me in combat and survival on the hard terrain of my home world. Although my teachings from the group were successful I had to train myself in the ways of the force. I strengthened my powers by focusing my rage. I tested myself by hunting creatures around Dathomir, varied from Nydak, Rancor and even Chirodacty.

 

OOC: Triumvirate Triple Stamp Approved


Name: Talia Voosk
Sex: Female
Age: 26
Species: Human
Homeworld: Dantooine
Height: 5’11”
Weight: 130 lbs
Physical Attributes:
Blond Hair, Orange Eyes, Black bladed tattoos at the neck line, face, and belly.
Clothing: Black Sith Robe, Onyx tank top and leggings.
Abilities: Markswoman, Duelist, Interrogator, Computer Splicer, and Demolition expert.
Weapons/Tools:
DL-44 Heavy Blaster Pistol
Knife
Staff Lightsaber Red
Occupation/Title: Syndicate Inquistor and Bounty Hunter
Family:
Unknown.
Associates: Syndicate Members
Biography:
Talia grew up on Taris, in the lower regions of poverty. There she swore as she fought starvation that she would rise above the filthy stink hole. She joined the Syndicate and hunted down bounties, getting involved in Belks and Vulkur gang wars. In her interrogations of enemies she discovered a power inside her, it was like a chill and allowed her to extract info from her victims. In one recent encounter she met a strange sentient in black robes, fought and killed the Sith cultist, taking its staff lightsaber, and black robes as a trophies.

 

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Name: Darth Azathoth, true name unknown and irrelevant
Sex: Male
Age: Twenties, Thirties? Somewhere in that range.
Species: Human, at least looks human.
Homeworld: Unknown
Height: 6ft 2in
Weight: Approximately 180 lbs
Physical Attributes: While seemingly slender, Azathoth has a toned and muscular body. He has deep, ugly scars across his back.
Clothing: Often wears simple Sith robes and a tunic, but also enjoys wearing a more elaborate attire. (As depicted in the second photo)
Abilities: Azathoth is first and foremost a schemer and strategist. Poor in combat his true strengths lie in perception and ability to dissect a situation. His fledgling force abilities, while showing great promise, still require training.
Weapons/Tools: His intellect.
Occupation/Title: The latest apprentice to Darth Insipid. Sith Acolyte.
Family: Mikh Brug - Adoptive father, now deceased. Actually parents unknown.
Associates: Darth Insipid
Biography:
Born and raised on an unknown planet, destroyed by an unknown force. He never knew his true parents, they abandoned him shortly after he was born. He was raised by the strong, firm and cruel hand of Mikh Brug. A grotesque and despicable creature who frequently enacted his own rage on the young boy. He did however teach the boy important lessons. The usefulness of knowledge, the allure of power. It all rung an accord with the boy.

He would often steal and collect books, whatever he could get his hands on. If it contained information, he devoured it. It was the only thing that gave him escape from the pain.

Eventually he grew tired of his 'father's' torture. One night he had a vivid dream of him killing his father in a vast assortment of horrific and shocking ways. Over and over they played in his head, stuck in a never ending loop. That night was the best he had ever slept.

The following morning he awoke to find his father slain, dead from unknown causes. His body contorted in the way he had imagined.

Now independent and alone he roamed across his home world, stealing, killing, doing whatever he had to do in order to survive, but one day tragedy struck. His planet was destroyed in a mysterious cataclysm. Filled with bitter, anger and ambition he was able to escape, hurtling across space to somewhere unknown. He was lost, with little knowledge of the greater galaxy or its events.

He was fortunate however, Darth Insipid, Emperor of the Sith noticed him, and decided to take him as his apprentice. Why was unclear, perhaps because of the dark potential within or maybe because his body would make a suitable host. One thing was clear, like his homeworld the person being was dead, shattered and forgotten he would be reborn a new. Thus he took a new name.

Azathoth
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From destruction comes reconstruction. From death comes life. The force has set Azathoth free.

 

Triumvirate Approved.

Darth Hades Character Sheet

Morrigan Character Sheet

 

Triumvirate Approved:

Name: Darth Hekate AKA Cordelia Yaeldrin, formerly Istra Converse and formerly Anya Korikova

Sex: Female

Age: Physically 36, appears to be 24/25

Species: Human

Homeworld: Alsakan


Height: 5 ft. 6

Weight: 135 lbs

Physical Attributes: Long, dark brown hair that’s wavy, large dark grey eyes and a fair complexion.


Clothing: Military style uniforms that are black and white in appearance with gold buttons and black leather boots

Abilities: Uncanny abilities to understand and work with children, master shaper and manipulator of plants and animals

Weapons/Tools: orange bladed lightsaber. Hilt is made of twisted vines and bears the symbol of Sauron as the activation button. Datapad for collecting/recording information and a speeder currently disguised as a motorcycle.


Occupation/Title: Educational consultant for Autism Speaks/ Lord of the Sith

Family: Father, mother, two brothers back on Alsakan. Fates currently unknown.

Associates: N/A

Biography: In her past, the Sith currently known as Cordelia Yaeldrin was first known as Istra Amelia Converse and later Anya Korikova. Her force powers relating to animal and plant manipulation manifested early and in such an unusual way, it was though she was somewhere on the autism spectrum. It was only after her parents met with the Nightsister known as Zeevah they learned their eldest child was Force sensitive. They agreed to have her trained, and it was away from Alsakan’s high society to the wild outback of Dathomir.

After mastering her powers, Cordelia joined up with the Sith Empire. Her expertise in ancient mythology made her helpful on missions, but her tendency to withdraw into her own thoughts a bit too much led to disaster. First, she fell into a pit during a relic hunt, and after she used the life force of the nearby plants to regenerate her body. She took on the new identity Anya Korikova, a Corellian ballerina. Even then, she was the subject of an experiment by Dr. Shadow.

Taking this as the last straw, she struck out on her own, crossing the galaxy in her own ship, before accidentally freezing herself in a stasis chamber for a year. Her ship crash landed on a small, contentious planet at the edge of the spiral arms of the galaxy.

Considering how quiet it was in the part of the universe, Hekate took on her current identity Cordelia Yaeldrin and set herself up as an educational consultant. Thrilled to no end that the locals considered the idea of a person possessing actual magical powers as nothing more than science fiction, she set herself up in one of the large old-style houses. It was during this time she began reconnecting with the Force, manipulating local politics and aggravating tensions between neighbors.

Of course, she made acquaintances and she was invited on more than one occasion she was invited to worship at the “sham gothic erection on the new housing estate”. During her time on-world, she came to realize how far out of the way she truly was - even for this world - and while she took her time to educate herself on her new homes literature, it did not surprise Hekate at all nobody there had read her C.S. Lewis outside of The Chronicles of Narnia.

During her meditations, she was able to purge her childish naiveté and was able to reconnect to the spiritual aspects of the Dark Side and was able to construct a new lightsaber, one with an orange blade. During the height of a world-wide crisis, Hekate began to hear the call of her fellow Sith and she looks forward to going home…

 

APPROVED YO



Name: Lavinia Vargas
Sex: Female
Age: Died 67 / "Reborn" age 26
Species: Human
Homeworld: Lothal

Height: 5'6"
Weight: 125
Physical Attributes: Slender and fit build. Considered attractive by most humans
Clothing: Black dresses. Party dresses. Togas
Abilities: The Force, parlor tricks, gambling
Weapons/Tools: Compact blaster, fast-acting poison pills

Occupation/Title: Holomovie star
Family: Immediate relations deceased
Associates: Gotta make new ones

Spoiler: Biography

Holomovie star Lavinia Vargas died over thirty years ago. Shortly after her death, some of her previous friends and associates began coming forward to reveal that she had been a trained Force sensitive. Though her precise relation to it remained unclear.

Recently, new evidence has emerged of her alignment. My hunt for artifacts of the dark side led me to a museum dedicated to the actress. The information I've uncovered would be most valuable to the Jedi Order, or the media.

I shall piece together the puzzle of her past before deciding how to proceed.

PART ONE

The planet Lothal . . .

Lavinia Vargas grew up on a farm planted on a sprawling prairie. Father and his droids built the house and barn, and worked the fields. Mother cooked three meals a day, and schooled her daughters and other children of the region. When father or older brother could catch Lavinia for an afternoon, she would grab a spray bottle and sponge to help clean the home. Or during harvest carry bundles of leaves to the barn.

Farming families would congregate for one week a year and celebrate the end of harvest. On these evenings, she went off with the boys and entered dueling tournaments at the bottom of a dry river bed. She took a straight stick in her dirty hands, and clashed weapons with her opponent, dealing injury as well as taking it.

The girl danced compulsively. Any sort of music, or even thunderstorms, compelled her to physical expression.

Playing a predator was her greatest passion. Tall prairie grass provided decent cover and camouflage, while wild loth-cats acted as teachers of stealth.

"It didn't matter to her if she got whooped for her crazy games. She loved to go missing and make people find her." - Gamic, male human, childhood friend

"We'd go search for her and call her name. Sometimes we'd get, I dunno, five klicks out, almost nightfall, wonderin if she hadn't gotten dragged away by an animal. Then all the sudden a who-knows-what would jump at me from behind, wrap its skinny arms and legs round me. About scare me to death. "You'da been dead," she'd say, laughin. "I woulda killed you just now." " - Quatint, second cousin

"She took pride in how well she could hide and stalk her prey through the tall grass. Hounds had a challenge finding her. Somehow she knew how to confuse hounds." - Gamic

The family lived contently, albeit with a stretched budget. Disaster struck when one summer a plague of pests swept the land, destroying crops and poisoning the soil. Lothal farmers were left devastated and the economic collapse was felt across multiple worlds. Father had little choice but to sell the farm and move them to the city. Mother had secured a job as a diner cook.

They moved into their new apartment. Abruptly, father fell ill and required long term hospitalization. Lavinia, age thirteen, felt alienated by city life and public schooling. Her thick accent, rough manner, and limited wardrobe drew the scorn of her classmates.

"A few of the girls took pity on her, saw some potential, I think. They introduced her to girly things. Feminine products." - Evellia, human female, childhood friend

Every morning and afternoon she would visit her father recovering in the hospital. She brought him breakfast, read the news to him, and even gave him a shave. Once, another visitor caught her levitating a can of shaving cream with the Force.

"I think her father dying caused a change within. Life lost its innocence. But life became more dangerous. Fun." - Evellia

At age fifteen, Lavinia had matured to womanhood and found herself the subject of male attention, especially at school. Mother forbid her daughters from sexual intimacy before at least graduation. One young man kissed her lips on the front porch. Witnessing this caused mother to have a loud, violent fit, chasing away the suitor. Apparently little mind was paid to females her daughter brought home.

Bea, who was the eldest of the Vargas sisters, arrived bearing gifts. Several years before she had moved to the Deep Core planet Empress Teta. She happily made a living as an assistant fashion designer.

Empress Teta was a dazzling city planet in the Deep Core, known for its entertainment industry. The ecumenopolis served not only as a home to countless famous names, but a beacon of bright hope to aspiring actors across the galaxy. The second planet in the same star system, Kirrek, was a popular holomovie shooting location with its varied natural settings.

"Take me back with you, Bea." Lavinia said while trying on her new pair of shoes. "School's out and I'm itchin for a good time."

 

Name: Claiomh Solais

Sex: Female

Age: Appears in her 20s, but her actual age is unknown.

Species: Appears Human

Homeworld: Depends on what you call home.

Height: 5’5

Weight: 130

Physical Attributes: Athletic with jade green eyes. Very long orange-red hair that she keeps in a braided bun. Her skin is unusually pale and while her robes cover her arms and legs she has lightsaber burn scars and bladed weapon scars. While she looks completely human, there is something strangely different about her, but its hard to put a finger on it. Even her scars look more like ritualistic markings than normal scars.

Clothing: Flowing asymmetrical black and red robes. Sinthweave armor underneath.

Abilities: She is extremely skilled in lightsaber and bladed swords. Her force abilities are lightning, telekinesis, force ward/shield, teleportation, pyrokinesis, and one unique ability named “splice”. The enemy or object can be molecularity fused with any solid surface or object. She can undo this effect to the victim at will as long as not a lot of time passes. ((Think Philadelphia experiment))

Weapons: Two brilliant red bladed lightsabers worn on her hips, and an “old school” force imbued double Dao worn crossways on the small of her back concealing a slender dagger with a flower emblem.

Occupation: Sith Marauder

Family: None

Associates: Bernael

Bio:

Spoiler

Claiomh Solais has no mother or father. She has no lineage or heritage. An alchemist created her directly from the Darkside, human DNA from the lost Celtic tribes, and DNA of his own design. Her creation was to showcase the skills of the alchemist which incorporated both beauty and ferocity. Her metabolism, reflexes, and healing ability is far faster than human and most other species.

While she was forming in a stasis pod the alchemist’s lab was attacked by a rival. The lab collapsed, and during the resulting fighting Claiomh’s creator was killed. By luck or perhaps by the Darkside protecting its “daughter”, the stasis pod was not destroyed. She remained in the pod for an unknown amount of time.

Finally, a group of slavers picked up the pods distress signal and found it. Claiomh was in the possession of the slavers for only a short time before a regiment of Sith Marauders found the slavers and destroyed them. She grew up under their training and tutelage, but because of her time in the stasis pod she has an intense dislike of bacta tanks.

Claiomh Solais is unaware of where she came from or why she dislikes bacta tanks.

Following the End of Time and the collapse of the Grand Sith Empire, Claiomh headed to Kesh with Bernael to attempt to escape the chaos, but before she could cross over, she was separated from him and had to return to the galaxy and flee the encroaching darkness on her own.