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Lairiel Ruanthor
[fancybox4="http://i.imgur.com/nqRHrmD.jpg?1"]A Paranoid Schizophrenic doing her best to overcome her own mind.AGE: 17
SPECIES: Arkanian
HEIGHT: 5'5"
WEIGHT: 148lbs
EYE COLOR: Light green
HAIR COLOR: Silver
SKIN COLOR: Fair
FORCEFUL: Yes
FACTION: Sith Imperium
RANK: Acolyte[/fancybox4]
PERSONALITY
[fancybox2]Before the crash, Lairiel was a fun loving little girl who loved to laugh and play. She was also naturally inquisitive, her sharp mind quick to pick up new things and learn them. Always seeking for new things to discover and new puzzles to unravel, she terrorized her parents to no end along with her sister from a young age. She was extroverted and not shy at all, quick to make new friends and learn everything she could about them, and genuinely interested in people like most children were. With a bounce in her step and a question on her lips, she saw life in full color.After the crash, she went completely full circle. It wasn't an instant change, though there was a great deal of sadness and loss at first that curbed her zest for life. Then the voices came and bit by bit, they poisoned her thoughts of others and slowly convinced her that everyone who was close to her, asking her how she was and how she was coping - everyone who was helping her, they were just trying to get close enough to kill her. The closer someone was to her, the more the voices tormented her, and so she learned to shut everyone out and keep the voices at bay that way. Yet, there were still some signs of the little girl still inside of her, as she grew up training she picked things up quickly if she could learn them just by watching repeatedly.
Things she had to be taught were more difficult, and the more explanation something took, the more the voices would distract her and keep from learning them. As she learned to use the force she learned to suppress them somewhat, which let more and more colors come through. She still tried not to get close to others, as the voices would start to come back and become more insistent when this happened - but she had become able to function as someone that some would even term as 'normal', besides her introverted nature, since they obviously couldn't hear the voices.[/fancybox2]
SKILLS
[fancybox2]CRITICAL THINKING: ■■■■■■■■■■SHOPPING: ■■■■■■■■■■
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FORCE POWERS
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FORCE SIGHT: ■■■■■■■■■■
FORCE JUMP: ■■■■■■■■■■
MIND TRICK: ■■■■■■■■■■
MALACIA: ■■■■■■■■■■
FORM III: ■■■■■■■■■■
FORM I: ■■■■■■■■■■[/fancybox2]
BIOGRAPHY
[fancybox2]She was born to a mixed race family and a peaceful life with them on Ord Mantell. Her parents ran a junkyard; her fathers pride and joy though it drove her mother to drink some nights. She was a proud Arkanian, and who had ever heard of an Arkanian running a junk yard? She had somehow fallen in love with a man who did, and with the prospect of children on the way they had tied the knot and ended up with fraternal twins, a boy and a girl. They seemed an average family until the children were declared force sensitive at age six and were taken to Bastion to decide how they could be useful to the Empire. The trip was abruptly ended during the descent on to Bastion, their ship being a bit too much like home; it was junk. An explosion rocked the ship and it plummeted to the ground, the fail-safes barely keeping it in one piece. She alone was pulled from the wreckage alive, though she had taken severe physical harm to the point of having to be resuscitated. It took her two years of recovery and rehab before she was able to be called physically 'normal' again. She was left with only slight physical setbacks, the only noticeable one being that her left hand moved sluggishly, and sometimes not at all when she was severely stressed. The time spent 'dead' left her with slight brain damage, complicating the hereditary intelligence usually attributed to someone of Arkanian descent. She was still smart, though most would simply describe her as being 'slightly above average intelligence'. She was afflicted with Paranoid Schizophrenia from the trauma of her crash, which manifested in the form of auditory hallucinations and slight paranoia. The Paranoia at least would come in handy amongst the Sith - because sometimes, everyone really is out to get you. It made her more reclusive and guarded as she went through training, which did not tend to make her any different than the other acolytes. She decided to focus on the first form, due to its focus on fighting multiple opponents. Believing that everyone was out to get her made it the most logical choice, and her mind was full of logic even if it was based on delusions.
Since officially joining the Sith, she had found trouble in making friends. It wasn't like she was an enigma; everyone was weird in the Sith. Most of them were more screwed up than she was, too. But the voices kept her from getting close to anyone at all. This culminated in her getting in to a fight with the first other acolyte she had any real contact with. She then proceeded to lose that fight, and it convinced her that she needed training. Before she could get that training however, she was summoned to go on a mission with some other acolytes. The ship that was carrying them to their intended target was shot down and hcrashed in to a swampy planet, where the acolytes together with a strange masked man were forced to fight for their very survival. It was only after she had gotten off this planet and the arm that had broken in the crash was healed that her life started to get a bit 'easier' among the Sith.
She met Mila Fay and after a quick bout of training where Lairiel pretty well got her ass kicked, she accepted and invitation to become the woman's apprentice. She learned quite a bit from the beautiful Mila, including finally constructing her own lightsaber and to get her own sense of fashion. She found that much to her surprise, the voices in her head seemed somehow alright with Mila - they never bothered her about the Crusader, it seemed, and that made her quickly open up and made some of her childhood zest for life return, despite Mila's best efforts to the contrary.
During a short break from the Sith, she met a Jedi named Jyn Rayder and quickly befriended him, not yet knowing that he was a Jedi. Through a rather strange series of events which included the death of quite a few people, Lairiel not only ended up with a nice new leather outfit, but also with a small freighter. The ownership was somewhat disputed between herself and Jyn, until she found out that he was a Jedi and took him prisoner. The ship was outfitted with an RX series pilot droid, which was good because Lairiel had no idea how to pilot a starship. She brought Jyn back to Korriban, in a bid to turn him to the Dark side.
She has currently accepted a 'request' to come to a spooky old mansion for training, she is still on a mission with Mila, she is trying to figure out what to do with Jyn and she is meeting another Jedi as well. [/fancybox2]
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