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FACTION: Sith Brotherhood
RANK: Sith
SPECIES: Twi'lek
Homeworld: Ryloth
Languages: Galactic Basic, Ryl
AGE: 24
GENDER: Female
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 145 lbs
Eyes: Yellow/Orange
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes. Trained in the dark side.
APPEARANCE:
Jevi'avia is a female Twi'lek with blue skin and darker blue markings on her lekku. Her facial markings are painted on, similar to the marking of a Dathomirian Zabrak. Her eyes are that of the usual Sith, yellow in color with a circle of orange. She also wears a brown leather headpiece that wraps around her ears and over the forehead, with a metal plate in the center.
She wears a pale blue robe with red accents, the skirt surrounding her legs and reaching to the ground. She wears silver ribbed armor over her torso, with tabbards matching her robes draped over her shoulders, meeting in the front and back. Her saber staff hangs from her belt on her right hip.
ATTRIBUTES:
Being led towards the Dark side from a very young age, the Light in Jevi'ava has been completely extinguished. The only way she knows is the way of the Sith, never faltering from that side of her. Because of the intense conditioning Jevi'avia was put through to become this way, she has been regarded by those who have worked with her as borderline psychotic and merciless. She prefers not to answer to anyone, though knows her place in terms of power. However, those who try to assume control who are weaker than her, and she knows it, she will make sure that they will think twice before trying to surpass Jevi'avia.
Her major weakness, which was exploited by her master during her training, is her temper. She has been known to become reckless and unresponsive when pushed to the very edge. One of her major perks, however, is being able to disguise her dark path (Not disguising her force abilities) Using this method, Jevi is able to enter areas undercover, though a Jedi or fellow Sith could easily pick her out of the crowd.
PERSONALITY:
- Ruthless
- Cold, but respectful when it is deserved
- Enjoys a good time, whether its drinks or slaughter
- Courageous. Makes sure she is on the front lines. Why should someone get to kill something for her?
- Easily angered.
BIOGRAPHY:
The young Twi'lek wandered through the mountains on Ryloth, scared and alone. She had been playing with the other children in her village, but they were no where to be seen. She could hear their laughter as they played, but she could not find her way. It seemed like everywhere she went it just looked the same, more rocks, more dirt. It was getting dark now, and Jevi knew the nocturnal beasts would start to roam. Her mother always warned her about them.. that they liked to feed on the young children who got lost in the mountains. The Twi'lek began to panic, tears running down her cheeks as she ran around looking for her way home. A hand on her shoulder stopped her in her tracks, and her blood ran cold. Slowly, she turned around to see a man standing there. She could not see his face, and he wore a black robe with a hood. Only yellow eyes and a crooked grin. "You look lost..." he said, his voice sounding like a serpents would. "Your friends left you, what a shame... I will show you the way back." He held out his hand. It was pale, dirt under the finger nails. Jevi hesitated to take the man's hand, but with one echoing howl in the distance, she grabbed onto his arm for dear life. The mysterious man took her back to the path leading to the village, disappearing into the darkness before Jevi had a chance to thank him.
The children played again, and Jevi went to join them. The Twi'lek girl from the poor family, with barely enough money to eat. The other children, though, they looked well fed, and had nice clothes. Jevi did not even have a pair of shoes. She thought about it, they had always seemed to not include Jevi all the time in their fun, and whenever they did, they were usually unfair to her. It made her sad to think that they were not her friends, but then again, she had no other children to play with. Again, all of the younglings went to play together. Hide and seek they usually played, in the mountains surrounding their village. They told Jevi that she needed to count and find them. "B-But.. I did that yesterday.. And I .. got lost." The kids only laughed at her before running off in different directions. With a huff, Jevi counted to twenty before running into the wilderness once again.
Feeling a sense of deja'vu, she had felt lost once again. The other kids no where to be found. This time, though, she was not scared, or upset. She was angry. She stormed around, her fists clenched in little blue balls. That was when she saw the hooded man again, standing atop a large rock. As Jevi looked at him, he pointed towards a pile of boulders just under him. Jevi stepped around the corner to see one of the other boys there, who looked up at Jevi with angry eyes "Hah! Found y-" before she even finished her words, the boy stood up and pushed her to the ground, scraping her head on the rocky surface. The boy laughed and went to run, but froze in place. The hooded man was now standing over Jevi, and he helped her up. "That was not very nice of him.. I'm starting to think that.. none of those children are your friends... I think they hate you because you are poor, and you are someone to laugh at." The man grinned once again, staring at the frozen boy. "I think they need to be punished..." The man reached under his cloak, and pulled out a silver rod with a single button on it. He slowly handed it towards Jevi, edging her to push the button. The Twi'lek pressed it with her thumb, and a bright, deep orange beam of energy shot out like a blade. "Kill him." the man simply said. The girl looked at the blade, at the hooded man, and then at the boy, scared. She did not want to hurt him, or did she. Part of her did want to punish him for years of making fun of her. "Kill. Him." the man said louder, leading the girl towards the frozen boy, who could only watch in terror. "Now!" the man yelled, and a scared Jevi clamped her eyes shut and swung the blade. When she opened her eyes, she saw the damage she had done. The hooded man laughed in such a way that it send a chill down her spine, and brought the attention of the other kids who had now come into view. "W-What have you done!? You're a.. a monster!" one of the children yelled, pointing at her. "We need to tell everyone else!" Another yelled to the group. "N-No dont!" Jevi yelled at them, "I- I won't let you!" And she lunged at the children with the lightsaber, resulting in silence, other than the dull hum of the energy blade.
"This galaxy will never show you any mercy, just as you won't show any mercy to it. Come with me.. I will train you to be strong in the dark side. To strike down all those who push you down.. They will be the ones to bow to you, Jevi'avia."
The small girl stood there shaking, but she knew it was what she wanted, to become strong. "O..Okay.. I will... but... but let me say goodbye to my parents." The hooded man scowled before grinning that crooked grin, "Oh.. Don't worry about them... I made sure that the goodbyes would be... easier." With fear in her eyes, the girl ran from the hooded man and found her way back home faster than she ever could. As she entered her home, she found her two parents dead on the floor. All she heard in her ears was the maniacal laughter of the hooded man behind her. Igniting the saber that he had given her, she turned around and swung it at the man. Before the blade made contact, he threw out his hand, and Jevi stopped, feeling a choking sensation around her throat. He held it just long enough for her to lose consciousness, and she blacked out.
For 20 years, the hooded man put Jevi'ava through intense training and torture, dragging her farther and farther away from the light and making her all that more powerful. At the end of her training, when he finally found she was ready to emerge into the world as a Sith, he summoned her to his chamber. Jevi'avia lowered herself to her knees, waiting to hear what her Master wanted of her. "Your training is nearly complete. You have grown quite well in the dark side. I think it is time to unleash your power upon the galaxy.. Now.. rise." the Twi'lek rose to her feet and stepped towards her master, who turned to take something out of a long case. Turning back around, he handed Jevi a long silver staff with emitters on each side. Taking it in her arms, she ignited the double bladed saber. "Now go, see to it that lightsaber is put to good use." Jevi stared at the saber for a moment before closing her eyes, feeling the energy of the blades, the weight of the saber, the power it held. She then spun in place and switched her grip on the saber, throwing it like a javelin right into the chest of her Master. She saw that crooked grin turn into a scowl of pain as he fell to his knees. Extending her hand out, Jevi recalled her saber and shut down the blades. "As you wish.. 'Master'"
SKILLS:
Blasters: (2/10)
Melee: (10/10)
Stealth: (8/10)
Acrobatics: (7/10)
Strength: (6/10)
Mental Strength: (5/10)
Mechanics: (0/10)
Medical Skills: (3/10)
Piloting: (4/10)
Social: (6/10)
Intellect:(8/10)
GEAR
- Double Bladed Red Lightsaber
- Re-breather mask
- Hooded black robe
- Casual "undercover" clothes
- Handheld communicator
ROLE-PLAYS:
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