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Sith Empire • Knight • Sith Sorceress / Alchemist • Darkside Alignment
Dagobah (Homeworld) • Twi'lek (Lethan) • Female • 23
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The Black Widow, who had dispatched a lover or two, was sought out for her wisdom. The young female spider asked her, "Did you keep his harmful secret under the threat of danger, or did you spin a web so confusing that he didn't know if you were friend or foe? Did you release him from the web and your presence or will you give another the venom in which to finish him?" The Black Widow was quiet and then said, "All of the above."
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Like all of Lethan Twi'leks, her skin is a smooth red caused by a mutation in their genetic code. Along with the rare skin pigmentation, she has adopted the black tribal markings saw sometimes on Lethans, though the markings are more for effect than any traditional meaning. Her eyes, unique in nature, are mix matched in colour. Her right eye is a gray-blue whilst her left is black with flecks of red; both outlined in a faint tinge of orange.
Though more associated with male Twi'leks, she has filed down her teeth to sharp pointes; turning her canines more prominent for tearing meat, or inflicting extreme pain when biting. Her left lekku bores the scars of survival, and though they appear less noticeable where the markings mask them; she is extremely self conscience about it. Her right leg is badly scarred, though healed, from survival encounters on her homeworld lending to her walk a slight limp.
Her entire body is unwashed putting an odorous aroma of swamp smells and filth around her like an invisible shell. All ten fingernails are broken and jagged, with signs of dirt underneath them. Her breath smells of putrid and rotted flesh, with teeth hosting tinges of unfavourable colours. As with all species of Twi'leks, she is tall and thin. Pertaining to her height, she stands in around 6'2" . Weight wise, she is around 125lbs, possessing both a toned frame bordering on athletic.
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She was born in the misty swamps of Dagobah, where her Mother and a handful of others survived a crash that wiped out three-fourths of the ship's occupants which included her Father three months back, in a musty, mold infested cave alone with her Mother. Her Mother, pregnant with her at the time, was searching the nearby area, along with two other women, when she stumbled upon the cave when somehow her mother had "mysteriously" became separated from the other two women. Inside the cave, something had stirred and whispered, sending her Mother into an early labor; prompting a quick and painful birth. Her Mother, afraid to raise a child born from a man over time she hated and despised, emerged with the infant folded in her arms quickly hiding the child away next to nearby stump to die. With the newborn covered in her Mother's blood and fast asleep, her Mother vanished into the foggy swamp never to be seen again.
To the young girl's luck, a small caravan of natives returning to their reclusive lives in a remote village hidden away stumbled upon the abandoned infant. Not sure what to do with the female infant, they took it with them back to their village. A council was taken among the elders and it was decided that the child would remain with the tribe and be raised as a member of the Tash Clan, their values and life-styles taught to the child.
By the time she was five, she began to act out against her foster parents exhibiting signs of witchery according to the village but in truth the Force was beginning to truly manifest itself in her. She was able to move objects without touching them and could at times "hear" what others where saying without them making words. She began to become an outcast among the villagers and by the time she was eleven, she had been banished from the village for both their safety and hers. They did not understand her or what was happening to her so they had allowed their fears dictate their morality; while what was manifesting inside her was growing darker and wicked; slowly twisting the young girl's mind.
Alone in a swamp ruled by dragonsnakes, Dagobah pythons, and bogwings she found out quickly that her survival depended upon herself only and these abilities that she did not truly understand either. Fleeing from these predators on an everyday basis, she began to learn their traits and how to hide from them. She found a way to purify the swamp water by boiling it and found nourishment to curb her hunger by feasting on silver-nape beetles and other insects she could catch. Soon she began to turn into a scavenger feasting off the dead creatures left behind from the dragonsnakes. She also took an interest in the flora by consuming the cyanoberry and the stickle tree plant.
One night she got caught out after dark and was being hunted by a a group of bogwings where she stumbled into a moss covered cave to ride out this threat. The screams of the bogwings no longer concerned her because something else had occupied her attention. She felt a cold, darkness not just on her flesh but creeping into her mind. She shook her head as if by this simple gesture would cast away the ghostly voices or feelings she was encountering. She closed her eyes tight and began to scream and shake both from anger and fear. Suddenly everything fell silent and became calm as she fell into a deep sleep. Inside the cave, the same cave she was born, a dark, strange presence watched over her. When she awoke, something inside her had changed. She felt more attune to herself and her gift, though raw as her talents where, they were sinister in nature.
She explored the cave and from there was able to construct a makeshift weapon using a thick tree branch, vines, and the jagged skull of some fallen creature. She began to train herself, the best way she thought anyway, how to wield her uncivilized weapon for attacking and defensive purposes. She had no idea where these thoughts or ideas of such actions that where haunting her mind came from but rather than push them out, she embraced them. Soon she began to work on her "witchery" powers and found that she could dominate objects by moving them with her mind. Also, another manifestation took place. Through her self imposed training she found that she could rely on this "witchery" to enhance her movements while learning to accept the "pings" she was feeling when danger or others where in the vicinity. The more she worked on her "witchery" the more powerful she was becoming while her fighting prowess grew turning those nasty creatures that sought to make a meal of her into her meal.
One day after several cycles of full moons passed (age 13), she stumbled upon a downed mechanical beast (later she would learn it was a ship) and readied herself to assault or protect herself. With weapon at the ready and the creature showing no signs that it was going to attack, she struck. Leaping through the air with the aid of her "witchery" skill, she was just about to hit the mechanical creature with her weapon when she felt a rush of air collide into her, throwing her back where she landed hard on her back. The air knocked from her lungs and fuzzy little things danced around her eyes, she heard and felt the presence of another. As she raised her head she heard an unfamiliar sizzling noise. Her eyes fell on the red light that seemed to be attached to a metal looking cylinder. Fighting the trance she was in, she allowed her eyes to roam from what could only appear to be a weapon to the person holding it. The figure, dressed in black sporting red and gold armour on his chest with a dark hood over it's head and a crimson and white mask hiding it's features, stood looming near her. But it did not attack, it simply observed her.
After weeks of talking and training, the man explained he was a Jedi Exile and told of the schism between Jedi and Exile. He explained the nature of the Force, both Light and Dark, though his focus was more on the Dark. He explained in more detail of what was happening to her and it was the Darkside that had protected her all these years in the swamp. Fascinated by all this, she fully surrendered herself over to his teachings; the man taking on both a mentor and Father role.
A year passed and they were rescued by a passing Exile ship. For the next couple of years, she trained with other Exiles learning more about the nature of the Darkside; though the war waging on with the Jedi was no concern to her. She was, afterall, never a Jedi but she would fight them if need be. These Exiles where like family to her.
A few years passed and on her eighteenth birthday, her Father took her back to Dagobah to complete her final training. Her lesson, to kill an adult dragonsnake. However, the chance and the final lesson was never met. For reasons unknown to her, a group of young Jedi with their elder teacher were foraging through the swamps when both parties stumbled upon one another. A fight broke out and it was the results of this action that changed the young woman forever.
Her mentor and Father was killed. She had slain her first Jedi. And the war between Jedi and Exile now concerned her. However, she didn't return to the Exiles rather opting to remain home; to learn, study, and train. Dagobah's swamps proved to be a challenging training facility, where the struggle for survival was a daily battle of life versus death. For five years she haunted the swamps, quietly losing her sanity.
Ready and prepared the best she could, she left Dagobah with revenge on her mind.
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From years of solitude as both a young girl and adult in the swamps of Dagobah, her mental state began to crack and fracture; turning it unstable. With the loss of her sanity, she began to hear voices and act on them accordingly, even in the company of other people. It would not be surprising to see her having a conversation with herself.
Despite this mental instability, she is a genius. Mathematics and science held a calling for her, and in pursuing these two topics she began to learn that seeking knowledge turned out to be a fruitful endeavor. Though swamps are her favourite haunt, facilities and institutions where knowledge is contained are frequented by her.
Along with being insane and a genius, she is highly eccentric. Her views, when she indulges others with them, are bizarre and hard to understand or follow. Behaviour wise, she is odd. From her days surviving swamp life, her memory transformed into a highly formed eidetic memory; however it also overworks her mind making her over think which leads to a small moment of anxiety.
T͡ḩe ͏D̸͝ąr̀͟͡k̢͞s͏͜i̷dé̕ ͘͝͞á͟ņd̵͡͏ ̧T͠h̡e̕ ͟Fo̡r̸͢҉c̢e͡
From the moment the Force manifested itself, the tendrils of the Darkside had already snaked it's will upon her; creating another loyal follower. The rising anger from the trials she experienced in the village only gave it a stronger foundation from which it could build upon. And since neither clan nor young girl understood what was transpiring inside her, and no one there to counteract it, it reigned supreme allowing it's growth to continue unmolested. Alone and frightened in the swamps, the Darkside fed off this secretly giving her both the strength and courage to endure. When she experienced pain, it could only smile adding this to it's corrupting nature.
It wasn't until she returned to the cave of her birth where the Darkside had resided for centuries, waiting in slumber to be awakened, that it truly could finish what it had started. Though the Force is natural, the Darkside is not. It was the Darkside that forced the early labor, prompting the birth of the girl. It was the Darkside that protected her when she returned to the cave later in her years; where the corruption was finally completed. And it is the Darkside that rules over her.
Over the course of her life, her connection and prowess within the Darkside has grown stronger; redemption forever lost.
Over the course of her life, her connection and prowess within the Darkside has grown stronger; redemption forever lost.
Through training, she has unlocked the ability of the physical body. Not a warrior by any means, she has learned to use this path especially for the more sinister applications; draining the life essences of others or inflicting great deals of pain. Though draining the life of others can be used to heal herself, she prefers to hold onto her pain and suffering; using the life drain to wither down an enemy until they meet death. Another useful application she employs is the ability to fend off the elements high and low temperatures, and to hold her breath for extended periods of time.
She is known to use her senses well, spending countless hours honing them. Outside of heightening her hearing, sight, and detection skills to warn of impending danger; she can successfully hide her presence visually or mask herself from other users of the Force. The latter two is her favourite, since she prefers to eliminate threats without having to face them square on.
Energy manipulation, however, is her strong pointe. Her understanding of both telekinesis and barriers are strong, lending both attack and defense to her, but it's her ability to command the art known as Force Lightning. Though taxing on her body, mainly her fingertips where the burnt marks are forever present, she has developed a strong concentration and stamina; allowing her to increase both the affect and time frame in which it is used. With each use, she experiences pain in her fingertips which she can transfer into the attack, showing the ability to use her darker base emotions as a weapon.
With the combining of the Exiles with the Sith, forming the Sith Empire and Order, many new opportunities presented themselves to her; such as alchemy and Sith magicks. Heavily fascinated with these two new concepts, she began studying and learning the two crafts, to better strengthen herself mentally and within the Darkside of the Force itself.
With the combining of the Exiles with the Sith, forming the Sith Empire and Order, many new opportunities presented themselves to her; such as alchemy and Sith magicks. Heavily fascinated with these two new concepts, she began studying and learning the two crafts, to better strengthen herself mentally and within the Darkside of the Force itself.
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