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Our sense of power is more vivid when we break a man's spirit than when we win his heart.
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"I don't need to look good to get what I want, but it definitely helps."
Relia Del's countenance is atypical for most members of her species. The young woman possesses a full head of short, crimson hair that accentuates her slate eyes. This feature alone is what makes other members of her species believe her to be blessed by the goddess Vahl. Her eyes are cold and calculating. She often focuses her vision on a single target, quietly assessing them. Relia can deduce staggering amounts of information by simply observing a still target. She believes that extensive study of a target will lead to an inevitable victory. Relia's jaw line is sharp and firm. Her hair is kept short and well-groomed. Her face has no perceptible blemishes aside from a small, faded scar in the center of her right eyebrow. The faded wound creates a slit in her eyebrow separating the two halves cleanly. She possesses soft, almost doll-like facial features contrasted by the combination of the colors of her hair and eyes. Relia's frame is lissome and willowy, a stature hardly divulging her physical abilities. Her limbs are lengthy and she possesses lithe, sinuous muscles. Her skin is a very light tan.
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PERSONALITY |
"Moderation is an ostentatious proof of the weakness of those unwilling to feed their passion."
Shrewd, steadfast, cold, and conniving. Four simple words, and yet they sum up Relia Del's existence in its entirety. Relia's aspiration of power is what impels her actions and gives her meaning. She is hedonistic; she loves many of life's pleasures and often partakes in these thrills. Studying people, assessing their abilities and finding ways to tip the scales in her favor before initiating combat is almost like a pasttime to her. Like most of her kind, she reveres the goddess Vahla and follows the dictates of the Ember of Vahl's central coven, despite years of absence from her people. Relia's mind is an untamed hurricane of emotions and thoughts.
Despite this seemingly astute personality Relia is, in essence, erratic. The young woman revels as much in chaos as she does in order. While she prefers to meticulously plan every action and move with certainty, sometimes not everything can be accounted for. It is in these unprepared moments when Relia surrenders herself to her emotions, attacking in an irregular, unpredictable manner. She has a twisted sense of pleasure. While she enjoys a drink or succulent fruit, there is no greater thrill to her than inflicting pain. When it comes to making friends, Relia is unlike many Sith. Where others distrust and see only deception from such attachments, Relia sees advantage. Allies can be used to further one's own goals, and Relia seeks to capitalize on that fact often. She trusts no one and expects the same in return, but there's nothing wrong with a mutual alliance.
SKILLS |
Espionage – Stealth and clandestine operations are where Relia thrives. When abandoned by her people, she spent many years among the Malkite Poisoners. It is with them where she perfected her skills as an assassin. She moves through the shadows with an unnerving, sinuous grace. She knows enough about splicing to get her through many security systems, but the indirect route is often the most rewarding.
Close-Quarters Combat – Melee combat is what Relia lives for, aside from stealth. Her constant training as an assassin had given her many of the much-needed combat skills she required. She's extensively studied and trained in K'thri, using her natural dexterity to silently approach her foes and eliminate them with a flurry of well-placed punches. When not studying or practicing her martial arts, Relia can be found occupying herself by training in the dual-wielding form of Jar'Kai or refining her dueling skills.
Herbalism – Relia has spent years with the Malkite Poisoners; a sect of assassins dedicated to the use of virulent poisons. It is with them where she honed her ability to mix plants of various types to form a potent poison.
Force Sensitivity – All Vahla are naturally Force-sensitive and have natural ties to the Dark Side of the Force. Relia's skills are raw and largely unpracticed, but she still has minor training in her core skills. With the proper mentor her untapped potential could be honed into making her a deadlier assassin.
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FORM IV: ATARU novice |
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FORCE SIGHT
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THEMES |
Gold — Chet Faker | Begin Again — Fallout: New Vegas | Blank Slate — Circa Survive |
BIOGRAPHY |
Being torn from her family against her own will devastated Relia, who was only a child at the time. How the central coven had negotiated with the assassins remains unknown to Relia. For years she trained with the order, perfecting her skills in clandestine operations. Her natural sensitivity to the Force increased her growth tenfold, causing her to rapidly rise through the ranks. Often she was sent on assassination missions alone, even when barely sixteen years old. Her hatred towards her own family had fueled her training. She let herself become consumed with her passions, adopting a hedonistic life of debauchery and sin.
By the age of nineteen Relia had killed twenty-four people. Politicians, soldiers, merchants, beggars. Nobody was free from death's cold embrace, so long as the credits were good and her desire to kill was fulfilled. Inside, she ached because of her family's betrayal. This distracted the young woman and almost cost her life during a botched operation. Seeing one of their own so distraught had convinced her fellow assassins to offer the girl a choice. Remain with the order and fulfill her obligation to her family; eventually returning to serve her father to increase his power and prestige, or to flee and find the Sith. They had told her that by joining the ranks of the Sith, Relia would be able to focus her emotions into making her an unstoppable tool of death. Relia secluded herself in her chambers for days, contemplating the choice. By joining the Sith she could do what she wanted to whoever she wanted, a power that interested her greatly. She knew the Sith would be unstoppable in the galaxy, and by associating herself with them would make her powerful. She agreed to join the Sith, albeit reluctantly. She had abandoned her people once, and was about to do so again.
The Sith recognized Relia's untapped potential, her emotions a typhoon of passion. Day in and day out she trained, her naturally dextrous body aiding her skill in lightsaber combat. Where most warriors focused on brute strength and overpowering their foes, Relia focused on agility and technique. Her cartilaginous skeleton gave her greater flexibility than most other races with bones. Using this to her advantage, Relia relied on speed and quick, fluid attacks. The Vahla applied her learning of K'thri to her skills in combat by taking down her enemies with a few well-placed attacks.
Though she looks to grow and strengthen her abilities, she has not forgotten her reason for becoming Sith. She swears revenge upon those who abandoned her, and will stop training when she lies dead on the battlefield.
"I swear on my life that those who have wronged me will find their punishment, be it by my blade or their own."
ASSETS & EQUIPMENT |
SHIP None | PRIMARY | SECONDARY | BACKUP |
RELATIONSHIPS & ACQUAINTANCES |
- Nobody
TBD. - Nope
TBD. - Not here either?
TBD. - I need to make friends
TBD.
THREAD TRACKER |