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Maerad Villari
NAME: Maerad Villari
FACTION: Rosen Family Carnival
RANK: Fire-Tamer
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 19
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 5 ft.
WEIGHT:100lbs
EYES: Shades of violet i.e. gets a more intense shade depending on her emotions.
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: Pale
CREDITS: 1,000 I suppose
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: A diagonal scar by her right eyebrow about 2 inches in length.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes.
STRENGTH: Her strength comes with her ability of creating and controlling fire. She could set a medium size building on fire with a snap of her fingers.
DEXTERITY: As an entertainer she has to be, she is flexible and dances and moves with her fire.
CONSTITUTION: She is healthy as a horse.
INTELLIGENCE: Very smart. She often loves to manipulate people.
WISDOM: It varys: sometimes she can be very fool hardy because she is young, other times she is very profound, because she is a deep thinker.
CHARISMA: She can be charming if you like feisty girls, and if she really wants something from you she knows how to get it.
FORCE POWERS:
She is very sensitive to the feelings of others, but her major power comes from being able to control, create, and manipulate fire.
SKILLS:
She has experience with hand to hand combat and loves throwing daggers.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
She has a strong sense of right and wrong and will defend those who cannot defend themselves. She is not about to stand by and watch when she feels that someone is doing something wrong. Her major weakness is a nearly uncontrollable temper.
GEAR:
She wears the leather outfit of a fire dancer. She also keeps throwing daggers hidden all over her person.
PETS:
No pets, but she does have an affinity for animals.
PERSONALITY:
Maerad seems over-confident at times, but only to hide her insecurity (will discuss in history). She acts defiant and is quite often sarcastic, but she is a kind person. Befriend her and though she may verbally assault you once in a while, she will always be there for you. Betray her and you will be slowly burned from the inside out. She really just wants attention and to be cared about, but she would never admit it to anyone. Her moods change quickly and she seems borderline bi-polar. She is happiest moving with her fire.
HISTORY:
"I was born in a small, superstitious village whose hatred for others kept them far from any large civilization. My mother was an outsider and after she bore me she was banished so that I might be raised in their prejudice ways. My father stayed, for there was no hope for a newborn in the desert. The clan leaders convinced him my mother was a sand witch and he, being weak-minded, believed them. I thought nothing of life here until I turned six and the fire came into my veins and changed my life. It was hotter than usual that fateful day and everyone was short tempered because of it. "
"I had walked to my playmate Shuko's hut as usual after my chores were done. I knocked on the door, but when no one answered I went back behind the hut where they had the family well. Shuko had apparently knocked over a bucket of water his older brother Shizka had brought up. Shizka was a pain as it was, but with the heat of the noon sun he became cruel and began to beat and yell at Shuko. That would not do. I yelled for him to stop, but instead he smiled and started to hit Shuko harder. And then it began."
"I could feel the acids in my stomach boiling and my hands shook with a rage I could not control. Again I told him to stop and again he did not. My temper flared and amazingly so did my body. I ran over to Shizka and flung myself on top of him. The last thing I remember of that day is the sound of his scream and the smell of scorched flesh. I awoke to my father standing over me, fear in his eyes."
"He told me they had found me on fire a few feet from Shizka who was covered in third degree burns. I reached out to my father, scared of what was to come, but he backed away. My own father was afraid to be near me. He only stood and watched as they came to take me away. I was only a child, but they planned to execute me and so, when they tried to bind me, I reached into the furnace that was my heart and used my fire to escape. I simply walked out, tears streaming down my face, past the people who were supposed to be my family. Even Shuko hid his face from me."
"I don't know how long I walked or even where I was when they found me, but these traders took me in and gave me food, water, and more kindness than any of my clan had shown me. When they were having trouble lighting the campfire and I lit it was a snap they merely laughed and patted my back. They were so good to me. It didn't even matter that when I got older they told me they were smugglers. Who was I to judge, especially after all they had done for me. They taught me much, how to survive, how to defend myself, but more importantly not to trust."
"They sometimes would leave me alone to go on more dangerous operations, and I would entertain myself by playing with fire, imitating the way it moved. I was a natural at bending it to my will, but once it was out of my range I could not control what it destroyed. The smugglers would always come back and ask me what I had to show them this time. One day they left for a very important operation that a fellow smuggler needed help with and would bring them much wealth. I begged to go; I had just turned eighteen and was aching for action. They said I could not, but promised next time on a simpler mission, they would take me."
"I was satisfied by this and content to continue working my latest project of making figures out of flame. But as it grew late, I knew something had went wrong. I searched for them and soon learned they had been betrayed by this fellow smuggler and were killed by the Hutt soldiers. I sought the traitor out and watched as he truned to ashes beneath the heat of my rage. Again I was alone and had no idea what to do. So, I traveled to Coruscant praying for trouble and instead met Craig Rosen."
"I was enamored with his story so similar to my own and when he offered me a job at the Carnival, I took it. I still seek vengeance though and when I'm not dancing with my fire, I will kill every Hutt soldier that crosses my path."
EDIT: Please wonderful Admin. take the "be back in an hour" out of my title. Thanks!
NAME: Maerad Villari
FACTION: Rosen Family Carnival
RANK: Fire-Tamer
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 19
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 5 ft.
WEIGHT:100lbs
EYES: Shades of violet i.e. gets a more intense shade depending on her emotions.
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: Pale
CREDITS: 1,000 I suppose
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: A diagonal scar by her right eyebrow about 2 inches in length.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes.
STRENGTH: Her strength comes with her ability of creating and controlling fire. She could set a medium size building on fire with a snap of her fingers.
DEXTERITY: As an entertainer she has to be, she is flexible and dances and moves with her fire.
CONSTITUTION: She is healthy as a horse.
INTELLIGENCE: Very smart. She often loves to manipulate people.
WISDOM: It varys: sometimes she can be very fool hardy because she is young, other times she is very profound, because she is a deep thinker.
CHARISMA: She can be charming if you like feisty girls, and if she really wants something from you she knows how to get it.
FORCE POWERS:
She is very sensitive to the feelings of others, but her major power comes from being able to control, create, and manipulate fire.
SKILLS:
She has experience with hand to hand combat and loves throwing daggers.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
She has a strong sense of right and wrong and will defend those who cannot defend themselves. She is not about to stand by and watch when she feels that someone is doing something wrong. Her major weakness is a nearly uncontrollable temper.
GEAR:
She wears the leather outfit of a fire dancer. She also keeps throwing daggers hidden all over her person.
PETS:
No pets, but she does have an affinity for animals.
PERSONALITY:
Maerad seems over-confident at times, but only to hide her insecurity (will discuss in history). She acts defiant and is quite often sarcastic, but she is a kind person. Befriend her and though she may verbally assault you once in a while, she will always be there for you. Betray her and you will be slowly burned from the inside out. She really just wants attention and to be cared about, but she would never admit it to anyone. Her moods change quickly and she seems borderline bi-polar. She is happiest moving with her fire.
HISTORY:
"I was born in a small, superstitious village whose hatred for others kept them far from any large civilization. My mother was an outsider and after she bore me she was banished so that I might be raised in their prejudice ways. My father stayed, for there was no hope for a newborn in the desert. The clan leaders convinced him my mother was a sand witch and he, being weak-minded, believed them. I thought nothing of life here until I turned six and the fire came into my veins and changed my life. It was hotter than usual that fateful day and everyone was short tempered because of it. "
"I had walked to my playmate Shuko's hut as usual after my chores were done. I knocked on the door, but when no one answered I went back behind the hut where they had the family well. Shuko had apparently knocked over a bucket of water his older brother Shizka had brought up. Shizka was a pain as it was, but with the heat of the noon sun he became cruel and began to beat and yell at Shuko. That would not do. I yelled for him to stop, but instead he smiled and started to hit Shuko harder. And then it began."
"I could feel the acids in my stomach boiling and my hands shook with a rage I could not control. Again I told him to stop and again he did not. My temper flared and amazingly so did my body. I ran over to Shizka and flung myself on top of him. The last thing I remember of that day is the sound of his scream and the smell of scorched flesh. I awoke to my father standing over me, fear in his eyes."
"He told me they had found me on fire a few feet from Shizka who was covered in third degree burns. I reached out to my father, scared of what was to come, but he backed away. My own father was afraid to be near me. He only stood and watched as they came to take me away. I was only a child, but they planned to execute me and so, when they tried to bind me, I reached into the furnace that was my heart and used my fire to escape. I simply walked out, tears streaming down my face, past the people who were supposed to be my family. Even Shuko hid his face from me."
"I don't know how long I walked or even where I was when they found me, but these traders took me in and gave me food, water, and more kindness than any of my clan had shown me. When they were having trouble lighting the campfire and I lit it was a snap they merely laughed and patted my back. They were so good to me. It didn't even matter that when I got older they told me they were smugglers. Who was I to judge, especially after all they had done for me. They taught me much, how to survive, how to defend myself, but more importantly not to trust."
"They sometimes would leave me alone to go on more dangerous operations, and I would entertain myself by playing with fire, imitating the way it moved. I was a natural at bending it to my will, but once it was out of my range I could not control what it destroyed. The smugglers would always come back and ask me what I had to show them this time. One day they left for a very important operation that a fellow smuggler needed help with and would bring them much wealth. I begged to go; I had just turned eighteen and was aching for action. They said I could not, but promised next time on a simpler mission, they would take me."
"I was satisfied by this and content to continue working my latest project of making figures out of flame. But as it grew late, I knew something had went wrong. I searched for them and soon learned they had been betrayed by this fellow smuggler and were killed by the Hutt soldiers. I sought the traitor out and watched as he truned to ashes beneath the heat of my rage. Again I was alone and had no idea what to do. So, I traveled to Coruscant praying for trouble and instead met Craig Rosen."
"I was enamored with his story so similar to my own and when he offered me a job at the Carnival, I took it. I still seek vengeance though and when I'm not dancing with my fire, I will kill every Hutt soldier that crosses my path."
EDIT: Please wonderful Admin. take the "be back in an hour" out of my title. Thanks!
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