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Arwen Chloe Jarrus
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[fancybox2]BASIC INFORMATION[/color][/fancybox2]
FULL NAME: Arwen Chloe Jarrus
ALTERNATE NAMES:
CURRENT AGE: 19
SPECIES: Human
SEX: Female
PARENTS: Lyla Jarrus (mother), Myles Jarrus (father)
SIBLINGS: None
CHILDREN: None
SPOUSE(S): None yet
AFFILIATION: Republic, Republican Senate
RANK: Senator (Republic)
[fancybox2]APPEARANCE[/fancybox2]
EYE COLOR: Blue
HAIR COLOR: Blonde
HAIR LENGTH: medium/short
SKIN COLOR: fair
APPROXIMATE HEIGHT: 6'0"
APPROXIMATE WEIGHT: 120lbs
MARKINGS: scars
BUILD: Skinny
OTHER NOTABLE FEATURES: None
FORCE SENSITIVITY: Affirmative, just not allowed to use powers in the ways of the Jedi as a full Jedi.
[fancybox2]MISCELLANEOUS INFORMATION [/fancybox2]
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PERSONALITY TRAITS
Early Life
When Arwen was first born, her father was a full blown Jedi and her mother was a senator. Both of her parents were force sensitive and it had been passed onto their newborn daughter, Arwen Chloe Jarrus. Now at this time, senators/princesses/queens, were allowed to have access to lightsabers, so Arwen's father created two specially created lightsabers for his daughter when she was old enough to start training and use it. Unluckily for the royal family though, Arwen wouldn't have the chance to train in the ways of a Jedi.
By the time the young princess turned three, her mother Lyla, had become severely sick and was bed ridden for days, that turned into weeks, that turned into months. Arwen had spent alot of her time with her mom as she always fell asleep in her mother's arms as Lyla would tell Arwen stories. She enjoyed hearing these stories, but they always made her fall asleep and he mom would sometimes fall asleep with her too, due to exhaustion of dealing with the deathly illness. Lyla had always worried that the sickness would kill her and when Arwen would fall asleep in her arms, Lyla would keep her daughter close to her and cry worrying about her. Arwen's father, Myles was heartbroken at seeing the two asleep together on the bed. He knew Lyla's death was drawing nearer and nearer as the days and hours went on. How would Arwen take it when her mother passed?? He didn't know and he wouldn't know if he would even be able to do it himself.
One day, Myles decided to take Arwen out for a walk in the gardens for a little while to get their minds off of Lyla. They were doing well until Myles's comm beeped on his belt and one of the maids called for him in terror. He shared a look with Arwen before running inside with her and straight to Lyla's room. He made a mistake letting Arwen in as her mother had passed just as they walked through the door. Everyone had looked to the princess as she silently walked forward and put a hand on her mother's and a tear streamed down her face as she did so. Her father went to pick her up, but Arwen backed away and ran out of the room and to her own room, flopping down on her bed and covering herself up in pillows as she cried at the loss of her mother.
Two years later, Arwen turned five and her father had thrown a large birthday party for her and invited a few of the townspeople and a few of the members from the senate. It was at this party that Arwen received her lightsabers. The members of the senate were confused and told him that she wasn't allowed to be like him. Arwen had gotten very upset and walked over to the senate member talking and told him off. "With all due respect, I can be like my father if I want to be." she had said to him firmly. He looked between his wife and the young princess who acted very much like a grown up and bowed his head in respect. She gave a tiny 5 year old smirk, bowing her head ever so slightly back to him before walking over to her father and standing by him as he gave her her sabers.
Four years later, Arwen would be changed for a while. She was now a nine year old reserved but rebellious girl. That day something changed the princess and her father forever: a war broke out at the palace. It was the first time the pirates had made their choice to work for the Empire and try to take the family down. A few townspeople died, some were injured and others had scratches or no scratches due to the pirates attacking the entire town, working their way to the castle. They were able to get the family, security and maids and other staff out by burning the place down. Arwen had led her father and others in the castle to a secret safe house where they could wait out the fire and stay for a little while. Finally a year later, when Arwen turned ten, the castle was rebuilt and everything was restored or replaced back to normal and the family was able to move into their old home again. Arwen spent most of the time in her newly restored room, in her enormous closet with a locket given to her by her mother. She had missed her terribly, but she knew nothing could be changed. It was the way of life she guessed.
Another two years had gone by that Arwen's father had been sick since the battle. She had sensed that an end was drawing near as the minutes, to hours, to days had gone by. Like she had been with her mother, she never left his side except when he practically forced her to. The day of his death, Arwen had been working on her schoolwork next to her father so he would still be involved with her life even if he was dying. He laid his hand softly on her hand that was jotting down words left and right quickly. She looked up to him with tear filled eyes as he then pulled her into a hug. "Oh Papa, don't leave me." she whispered. He hugged her tighter whispering back to her. "Arwen dear, if I die soon, I need you to send this letter to a friend of mine. I wanted you to meet him for a long time." he whispered back to her as she took the wrapped up letter, looked at it for a second and then put it on the side table. "I will Papa." she said between tears. He pulled her back into a hug again, which she snuggled up with him until she thought he fell asleep. Little did she know, he had died with her in his arms. She heard the maid weeping beside them as she put her hand on Arwen's shoulder and helped her up. It wasn't until then that she had seen that her father had died. Fear struck her heart and the tears flowed as she grabbed the letter and took off. She was at least going to do what her father had asked her to do.
Two days later, a funeral was held in the forest behind the castle. It was one of her father's favorite places to be when he was with Arwen. As the young princess got into position for the funeral, someone came up and put a hand on her shoulder. She turned around to see a young man who acted to have known her. He introduced himself as Bardan Kex, a friend of her father's and he stated that he had received the invitation for the funeral. She nodded as more tears streamed down her face and he pulled her into a comforting hug.
A year later, Arwen had met a young boy by the name of Kane Starship. He was a fairly well toned kid for his age as he was two years older than her with sandy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He pretty much looked like your average hot teenage football player. She had taken a liking to him after he pretty much sweet talked her into a mistake of ever loving him only to have problems in the future.
When Arwen turned sixteen, she was dancing with her boyfriend when he asked why her father hadn't arrived to his own child's sweet 16. She started to look nervous but she had to tell him. She leaned in close and whispered in his ear. "My father can't come. He's not alive." she said as she then pulled back with a saddened look on her face. He pulled her in close for a hug, seeing the tears streaming from her eyes and continued dancing with her in circles.
A year later, Arwen had found out that Kane was a Mandalorian attempting to capture her and to save her, he broke up with her, breaking her fragile heart eternally. If someone would ever be able to mend it. she would be surprised.
Arwen had been 19 for a few months before the same pirates returned to her kingdom and tried to take the young princess down. They thought that they had been a little too soft the first time ten years ago when she was young. Arwen had ignited her lightsabers for the second time in her life, and effortlessly defeated almost all of the pirates, half of them being scared off, due to her having lightsabers. All that was left now was the leader and all she had received was a small scratch on her cheek. He ran forward striking his vibrosword to her lightsabers crossed into an X. It was a grueling battle between the two and Arwen barely left with her life. Luckily, she had tired the pirate out, but she had done so to herself too. She had seen a perfect spot for her to strike and she too kit while she had it. She took her sabers and slit open the pirate's stomach open as she then backed up letting him fall face first to the ground. She had won the battle.
Other notes:
MIDICHLORIAN COUNT: 12,284
BLOOD TYPE: B+
AFFLICTIONS: None
CRIMINAL RECORD:
LANGUAGES: Basic
KNOWN SKILLS:
Novice->Apprentice->Adept->Expert->Master
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[fancybox2]REPUBLIC CITIZEN DATABASE[/fancybox2][/beebox4]
GEAR:
-Typical Clothing -Jedi robes - -Credit chips (70)
-Lightsabers- - Other Weapons - [/beebox4]
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[fancybox2]BASIC INFORMATION[/color][/fancybox2]
FULL NAME: Arwen Chloe Jarrus
ALTERNATE NAMES:
- Arrs
- Chloe
CURRENT AGE: 19
SPECIES: Human
SEX: Female
PARENTS: Lyla Jarrus (mother), Myles Jarrus (father)
SIBLINGS: None
CHILDREN: None
SPOUSE(S): None yet
AFFILIATION: Republic, Republican Senate
RANK: Senator (Republic)
[fancybox2]APPEARANCE[/fancybox2]
EYE COLOR: Blue
HAIR COLOR: Blonde
HAIR LENGTH: medium/short
SKIN COLOR: fair
APPROXIMATE HEIGHT: 6'0"
APPROXIMATE WEIGHT: 120lbs
MARKINGS: scars
BUILD: Skinny
OTHER NOTABLE FEATURES: None
FORCE SENSITIVITY: Affirmative, just not allowed to use powers in the ways of the Jedi as a full Jedi.
[fancybox2]MISCELLANEOUS INFORMATION [/fancybox2]
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PERSONALITY TRAITS
- Calm
- Quiet
- Rebellious
- Cautious
- Light Sleeper
- Light Hearted
- Shy
- Observant
- Quick Learner
- Regal
Early Life
When Arwen was first born, her father was a full blown Jedi and her mother was a senator. Both of her parents were force sensitive and it had been passed onto their newborn daughter, Arwen Chloe Jarrus. Now at this time, senators/princesses/queens, were allowed to have access to lightsabers, so Arwen's father created two specially created lightsabers for his daughter when she was old enough to start training and use it. Unluckily for the royal family though, Arwen wouldn't have the chance to train in the ways of a Jedi.
By the time the young princess turned three, her mother Lyla, had become severely sick and was bed ridden for days, that turned into weeks, that turned into months. Arwen had spent alot of her time with her mom as she always fell asleep in her mother's arms as Lyla would tell Arwen stories. She enjoyed hearing these stories, but they always made her fall asleep and he mom would sometimes fall asleep with her too, due to exhaustion of dealing with the deathly illness. Lyla had always worried that the sickness would kill her and when Arwen would fall asleep in her arms, Lyla would keep her daughter close to her and cry worrying about her. Arwen's father, Myles was heartbroken at seeing the two asleep together on the bed. He knew Lyla's death was drawing nearer and nearer as the days and hours went on. How would Arwen take it when her mother passed?? He didn't know and he wouldn't know if he would even be able to do it himself.
One day, Myles decided to take Arwen out for a walk in the gardens for a little while to get their minds off of Lyla. They were doing well until Myles's comm beeped on his belt and one of the maids called for him in terror. He shared a look with Arwen before running inside with her and straight to Lyla's room. He made a mistake letting Arwen in as her mother had passed just as they walked through the door. Everyone had looked to the princess as she silently walked forward and put a hand on her mother's and a tear streamed down her face as she did so. Her father went to pick her up, but Arwen backed away and ran out of the room and to her own room, flopping down on her bed and covering herself up in pillows as she cried at the loss of her mother.
Two years later, Arwen turned five and her father had thrown a large birthday party for her and invited a few of the townspeople and a few of the members from the senate. It was at this party that Arwen received her lightsabers. The members of the senate were confused and told him that she wasn't allowed to be like him. Arwen had gotten very upset and walked over to the senate member talking and told him off. "With all due respect, I can be like my father if I want to be." she had said to him firmly. He looked between his wife and the young princess who acted very much like a grown up and bowed his head in respect. She gave a tiny 5 year old smirk, bowing her head ever so slightly back to him before walking over to her father and standing by him as he gave her her sabers.
Four years later, Arwen would be changed for a while. She was now a nine year old reserved but rebellious girl. That day something changed the princess and her father forever: a war broke out at the palace. It was the first time the pirates had made their choice to work for the Empire and try to take the family down. A few townspeople died, some were injured and others had scratches or no scratches due to the pirates attacking the entire town, working their way to the castle. They were able to get the family, security and maids and other staff out by burning the place down. Arwen had led her father and others in the castle to a secret safe house where they could wait out the fire and stay for a little while. Finally a year later, when Arwen turned ten, the castle was rebuilt and everything was restored or replaced back to normal and the family was able to move into their old home again. Arwen spent most of the time in her newly restored room, in her enormous closet with a locket given to her by her mother. She had missed her terribly, but she knew nothing could be changed. It was the way of life she guessed.
Another two years had gone by that Arwen's father had been sick since the battle. She had sensed that an end was drawing near as the minutes, to hours, to days had gone by. Like she had been with her mother, she never left his side except when he practically forced her to. The day of his death, Arwen had been working on her schoolwork next to her father so he would still be involved with her life even if he was dying. He laid his hand softly on her hand that was jotting down words left and right quickly. She looked up to him with tear filled eyes as he then pulled her into a hug. "Oh Papa, don't leave me." she whispered. He hugged her tighter whispering back to her. "Arwen dear, if I die soon, I need you to send this letter to a friend of mine. I wanted you to meet him for a long time." he whispered back to her as she took the wrapped up letter, looked at it for a second and then put it on the side table. "I will Papa." she said between tears. He pulled her back into a hug again, which she snuggled up with him until she thought he fell asleep. Little did she know, he had died with her in his arms. She heard the maid weeping beside them as she put her hand on Arwen's shoulder and helped her up. It wasn't until then that she had seen that her father had died. Fear struck her heart and the tears flowed as she grabbed the letter and took off. She was at least going to do what her father had asked her to do.
Two days later, a funeral was held in the forest behind the castle. It was one of her father's favorite places to be when he was with Arwen. As the young princess got into position for the funeral, someone came up and put a hand on her shoulder. She turned around to see a young man who acted to have known her. He introduced himself as Bardan Kex, a friend of her father's and he stated that he had received the invitation for the funeral. She nodded as more tears streamed down her face and he pulled her into a comforting hug.
A year later, Arwen had met a young boy by the name of Kane Starship. He was a fairly well toned kid for his age as he was two years older than her with sandy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He pretty much looked like your average hot teenage football player. She had taken a liking to him after he pretty much sweet talked her into a mistake of ever loving him only to have problems in the future.
When Arwen turned sixteen, she was dancing with her boyfriend when he asked why her father hadn't arrived to his own child's sweet 16. She started to look nervous but she had to tell him. She leaned in close and whispered in his ear. "My father can't come. He's not alive." she said as she then pulled back with a saddened look on her face. He pulled her in close for a hug, seeing the tears streaming from her eyes and continued dancing with her in circles.
A year later, Arwen had found out that Kane was a Mandalorian attempting to capture her and to save her, he broke up with her, breaking her fragile heart eternally. If someone would ever be able to mend it. she would be surprised.
Arwen had been 19 for a few months before the same pirates returned to her kingdom and tried to take the young princess down. They thought that they had been a little too soft the first time ten years ago when she was young. Arwen had ignited her lightsabers for the second time in her life, and effortlessly defeated almost all of the pirates, half of them being scared off, due to her having lightsabers. All that was left now was the leader and all she had received was a small scratch on her cheek. He ran forward striking his vibrosword to her lightsabers crossed into an X. It was a grueling battle between the two and Arwen barely left with her life. Luckily, she had tired the pirate out, but she had done so to herself too. She had seen a perfect spot for her to strike and she too kit while she had it. She took her sabers and slit open the pirate's stomach open as she then backed up letting him fall face first to the ground. She had won the battle.
Other notes:
- Her name was given to her by her parents in honor of her royal heritage
- Her lightsabers were given to her at her mother's passing when she was three. Both hilts emit blue blades.
- When out she usually carries a blaster and her lightsabers for protection
- Arwen rarely use her sabers due to rules and likes of the Senate
- Naboo culture
- The Force, light side
- Starships
- Exotic foods
- The Jedi
- Helping less fortunate people
- The Outer Rim
- Excessive Violence
- Slavery
- Crime in general
- Obsessing over appearance
- Trandoshans and Hutts
- Bounty Hunters and pirates
- Tight Spaces
- Mockery
- smugglers
MIDICHLORIAN COUNT: 12,284
BLOOD TYPE: B+
AFFLICTIONS: None
CRIMINAL RECORD:
- None
LANGUAGES: Basic
KNOWN SKILLS:
Novice->Apprentice->Adept->Expert->Master
__0-2_____3-4______5-6____7-9____10
- Acrobatics-Adept
- Martial Arts-Apprentice
- Lightsaber Combat
- Form II-Atari- Adept
- Form V-Djem So- Novice
- Force Abilities
- Force Heal- Novice
- Force Sense- Novice
- Force Push/Pull- Apprentice
- Force Grip/Telekinesis- Apprentice
[fancybox2]REPUBLIC CITIZEN DATABASE[/fancybox2][/beebox4]
GEAR:
-Typical Clothing -Jedi robes - -Credit chips (70)
-Lightsabers- - Other Weapons - [/beebox4]
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