Post by berserker on Apr 15, 2012 5:28:17 GMT -5
Faction: Mandalorian
Department: Special Forces
Rank: Private
Name: Luwal’hati “Lu” Kordé (pronounced: LOO-wahl-HAT-ee Core-Day)
Race: Human, Mandalorian
Age: 24
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 138 lbs.
Birth place: Norg Bral, Mandalore
Appearance:
(Drawing by me, unfinished as of 6/14/2012)
Luwal’hati has shoulder-length black hair. Well-kept eyebrows crown her almond-shaped eyes that shelter green pupils similar to her father’s. She has relatively fair, supple skin and her face is dotted by freckles. Her face isn’t what would strike others as beautiful. Luwal’hati’s features are more or less plain, though her simplicity could be considered a beauty in itself. Before battle, Luwal’hati smudges war paint under her eyes with her fingers.
Underneath her Jedi armor, Luwal’hati normally wears a gray shirt with sleeves that cover up to just above her elbows, while black leather trousers cover the lower half of her body. Because most Mandalorians are still wary of her presence among them, Luwal’hati chooses not to wear Beskar armor like the rest of the Mandalorians, as wearing one might cause them to feel contemptuous towards her. She wears a helmet given to her by her mother, however, which acts as both a communications device and for identification.
Personality:
Luwal’hati Kordé is a very spirited woman. Though she prefers to keep to herself, she isn’t afraid to fight back when the need arises. Despite this, she is actually very logical in her thought processes, preferring in thinking things through before taking action, sometimes to the point of procrastination. Though once a nerve is struck, she lashes out like Krayt dragon defending its cave from Sand Raiders.
With help from her photographic memory, Luwal’hati has a tendency to absorb information like a sponge. Though she isn’t what people would call a prodigy, she can quickly take in information, analyse it and apply what she has learned in real situations faster than most. This ability of hers has given her an edge over the other Younglings at the temple, especially when she began to take interest in Force healing.
Despite the mistrust most Mandalorians have against her, Luwal’hati is very loyal to the cause, and would do anything, even risk her own safety, to give them an upper hand. Her love for the Mandalorian people is one of the few things that can override her logical thinking.
Another thing to note of Luwal’hati is that she respects reliability over convenience, hence her preference of Slug Throwers over Blasters and her hatred for those with fickle loyalties, like mercenaries. She also speaks in a Coruscanti accent, as influenced by her training in Coruscant, though a few of her words sound more Mandalorian than Coruscanti.
Skills:
Eidetic Memory
Field Surgery
Slug Thrower Marksmanship
Xenobiology and Human Anatomy/Physiology Knowledge – May be used offensively (effectively attacking weaknesses in the body) or for more efficient Force healing.
Previous Faction: Jedi Order, Medical Corps (Jedi Service Corps)
Mastery Level: Knight
Lightsaber: 8-inch Hilt with Wrist Guard, Single-Phase
Color: Silver Core with Bright Yellow Glow
Equipment:
1 MT-7 Heavy Pistol
1 ForceTech Jedi Armor Mk.V (Modified with Mandalorian Clan Colors)
1 Mandalorian Helmet with Advanced HUD and Long-Range Commlink
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho: 4
Makashi : N/A
Soresu : N/A
Ataru : N/A
Shien / Djem So: 3 (Djem So Dominant)
>>Sub-form Backhanded: N/A
Niman: N/A
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield: N/A
Juyo: N/A
Double Bladed Combat: N/A
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Specialized Skills:
Alter Damage
Force Stun
Telekinetic: 2
Telepathic: 2
Body: 4
Sense:3
Protection: 0
Healing: 5
Destruction: 0
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 6
Leadership: 5
Unarmed: 5
Melee Weapons: 3
Ranged Weapons: 6 (slugthrowers) 3 (plasma blasters)
Bio:
During a stormy night in Norg Bral, Mandalore on 3025 B.B.Y., a man fully clad in Mandalorian armor walks into the local hospital with a woman undergoing labor. The healthcare providers stationed at the emergency room wasted little time prepping the woman for delivery. The armored man could do little beyond looking on as his wife was taken through the double doors that led into the sterile delivery room.
Unbeknownst to the employees and patients at Norg Bral’s hospital, they were sharing the building with a rebel leader. Gavin Kordé led a Mandalorian freedom fighter movement hidden amongst the vast forests outside Norg Bral. The group’s aim was to restore Mandalorian sovereignty over numerous systems the Mandos held long ago. But they were a small group that numbered less than two hundred able-bodied warriors, not including their families. With little supplies to aid them, they relied mostly on the spoils they took from raiding the Republic outposts that dotted Mandalore and supply caravans that supplied those outposts. There were also those who were sympathetic to their cause, both within Norg Bral and elsewhere in Mandalore, who were willing to part with food and medicine to aid the rebels.
But Gavin cannot rely on those sympathetic to his cause at the moment, as he was inside a Republic-funded hospital. Though he was at risk of getting caught, he remained in the hospital’s hallway for his wife, Sisa Kordé. He couldn’t bear to leave her now.
After more than an hour’s worth of waiting, a medi-droid emerged to inform Gavin that his wife gave birth to a baby girl, and he was now allowed to see her and his wife. Both Sisa and Gavin named the child Luwal’hati. By morning the next day, Sisa’s room was empty. Apparently, the couple had left as quickly as they appeared in the hospital’s emergency room, the healthcare providers none the wiser that a rebel leader and his wife made use of their facilities the night before.
Luwal’hati, nicknamed Lu by most, had a peculiar childhood. Her first memories in life were of his parents clad in traditional Mandalorian armor as they left her with the other children in the camp to procure supplies for their cause. Luwal’hati also remembered ecstatically greeting both of them as they returned home hours later, as they carried with them the loot from their raids. To Luwal’hati, however, seeing her parents safely home was the only treasure she needed.
Once she reached the age of three, Luwal’hati eagerly began training with the other children, the promises of her someday joining the cause pushed her forward. From her father, she learned the basics of hand-to-hand and melee weaponry. But Luwal’hati’s skill with firearms, slugthrowers in particular, was what set her above the other children. Her ability to estimate a projectile’s trajectory faster than most gave her an edge during target practice, along with her fast reflexes, which, unbeknownst to her parents, was actually an early sign of precognition given to her by the Force.
Luwal’hati continued to train vigorously with the rest of the children within the rebel camp, as she hoped to one day take up the mantle her father has donned, the one who was to restore the Mandalorians to their former glory. The dream seemed to have taken an abrupt halt, as the seemingly blissful lives of everyone within the camp took a turn for the worse.
On 3019 B.B.Y., a commotion outside their camp caught a six-year old Luwal’hati’s attention as she was preparing for her training. Though she wanted to see what was going on, her mother’s soft hands yanked her and hid her within their hut. She then told Luwal’hati that the Republic has found their base and attempted to calm her daughter as she did so. Fully clad in armor, Sisa then left her only child in their vheh’yaim, to help control the situation.
For an ordinary six-year old child, the sounds that emanated from the outside would have caused trauma that could have been carried until adulthood. But to Luwal’hati, the sounds of shouting, blaster fire and the occasional grunt of pain made her feel not fear for her own safety, but anxiety, for the others in the camp. As the sounds began to subside, she decided to leave the hut, to see what has become of her home and the others.
Before Luwal’hati reached the hut’s door, however, a fully-clad Gavin covered in blaster shots and bleeding heavily, burst through. As he fell to the ground, he told his daughter to run, but his little girl couldn’t leave her father. Luwal’hati screamed hysterically as the life from Gavin’s eyes faded, her small frame hugged him tightly as she attempted to call her daddy back from the void, but to no avail.
Luwal’hati’s cries turned into choked sobs when two Republic soldiers suddenly entered her family’s home. They pointed their weapons first at the lifeless Gavin, and next to the child covered in his blood. The soldiers’ stances softened as they realized that they were staring at what seemed to be a helpless little girl. While most children would’ve been paralyzed by fear, after what Luwal’hati has been through, fear towards those who killed her father was the last thing in her mind. She wanted vengeance. She wanted to kill those responsible for her anguish.
Without thinking further, she lunged at the soldier closest to her, and bit him where he wore no armor. The other soldier then hit Luwal’hati with the butt of his rifle, which threw her on the ground and stunned her. Both of them pointed their weapons towards her as she laid face-down, covered in her father’s blood. It would have seemed to be the end of Luwal’hati right there, if not for the bright-green glow of a lightsaber that stood between her and her potential executioners.
The lightsaber’s glow bathed the entire hut, including the face of the one wielding it, a Twi’lek Jedi Consular named Tsados’ustra. If he hadn’t sensed the Force sensitivity of the girl that has lain on the ground, Luwal’hati may as well have been filled with holes, and nobody would’ve been the wiser of her brief existence. An aura existed around the Rutian Twi’lek, an aura of kindness, of compassion towards all life, regardless of their faction. The kindness shown by the Jedi towards Luwal’hati as he asked of her condition made her want to reach out to him when he offered out his hand. She couldn’t help but to trust the kindness, as if the Jedi was an old friend.
As she left the hut, she asked her savior to give everyone who died a proper Mandalorian funeral, to which the Jedi assured her of. It was the least she could do, for being so helpless. She didn’t shed a tear as Luwal’hati left the only place she has known all her life, walking alongside the Consular. She was of the Mando’ade, and she had to be strong. For those who survived, for those taken prisoner, she had to show no weakness, despite her own grief.
Tsados’ustra kept his promise and stayed in Mandalore to oversee the funerals and the medical needs of what was left of the rebels. The Jedi Consular, as Luwal’hati found out, worked in a recently established Republic outpost as a Healer. The outpost itself was built within Norg Bral as an answer to the high incidence of Mandalorian insurgent activities in the area. Their mission was to offer additional help to the natives and strengthen the influence the Republic has in the fortress-town.
As for Luwal’hati, her savior had her sent to the Jedi Temple in Coruscant, accompanied by another Jedi Healer. While she did not like the prospect of having to live within the Republic that has caused the death of those she knew, she was intrigued by the Jedi, and wished to learn more about them. She believed that she might one day use what she would learn in the temple to help her people when she finally returned home.
When Luwal’hati set foot on the Republic’s capital for the first time in her life, as she beheld the many faces on the streets that led to the Jedi Order’s Temple, she found herself unimpressed. The people lived separate from each other, independent and oblivious. They were nothing but strangers among their kin, a far cry from the tight-knit community the Mandalorians had back on her home world. She saw their entire existence meaningless, they were all without purpose.
Still, she was amazed by the size of the planet-wide city. So many unfamiliar sights, smells and sounds nearly overwhelmed her, yet Luwal’hati found it exhilarating. Her first weeks within the Temple itself was something that amazed her as something new was always around the corner; almost enough to forget the anguish the Republic has given her. But as her euphoria began to settle, she began to feel bitterness of her situation, bitterness towards the root of her pains. Soon, Luwal’hati began to act out, causing trouble among the other Younglings, where she either bullied or pranked them. She was normally reprimanded by the instructors when she got caught and set to meditate by herself for hours at a time, or sent to clean a room or two within the temple. It was during one of these disciplinary moments when Luwal’hati fell in love with the temple archives, when she was made to categorize data within the Jedi’s vast reservoir of knowledge.
Luwal’hati spent most of her Youngling years in the library after that, where every book or data she studied had something new to tell her. With each month that passed, her mischievous nature began to subside. Because of the distraction the archives offered her, she began to take more interest in her Jedi training, whether in meditations or lightsaber combat exercises, where she showed a tendency to be quite aggressive and straightforward in her attacks.
Her uncanny ability to absorb information quickly and retain them for a long time has given her an edge over the other Younglings as well, where she has proven to be a fast learner and can quickly adapt into most situations presented to her. One particular lesson she has shown enthusiasm for is on using the Force to heal others. The thought that she can heal comrades without the use of medical supplies appealed to her, as she has seen many of the people she has known succumb to infection because their rebel base was in short supply of antibiotics or Kolto. To supplement her newfound skills in Force healing, Luwal’hati also made it a habit to study the anatomy and physiology of humans and numerous other species from the archives. This allowed her to use her Force healing powers more efficiently. The knowledge she gained studying medical texts also allowed her to pinpoint the more vulnerable spots in her body and thus allowed her to either strengthen those body parts or protect them more effectively with the Force.
One school in Force powers that Luwal’hati has little trust for is in telepathy. She believed that the mind was a person’s only sanctuary and invading it is something despicable, even if it was necessary. As such, she studied telepathy only to learn ways to prevent her own thoughts from being assaulted and sought little else from it.
The years then went by with little incident. Luwal’hati continued to train and study, with nothing else in her mind other than the desire to one day return to Mandalore and improve her people’s lives, even just a little. Despite her brilliance, she preferred to keep a low profile. When Luwal’hati came of age, those few Jedi who noticed her skills offered her to be their apprentice. She declined all of them, as she couldn’t see herself following the path of a Jedi Knight someday.
When she reached the age of thirteen, Luwal’hati volunteered herself to the Jedi Service Corps, more specifically, the Medical Corps in the Temple of Healing. Thanks to her superior skills in healing and her knowledge in general anatomy and physiology, the Circle of Healers accepted her among their ranks. This was when a familiar face came by. Tsados’ustra, who was a member of the Circle, offered to take Luwal’hati as an assistant and offered to teach her all he knew of Force Healing.
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The next four years were hectic. The days seemed to blur into one another as Luwal’hati spent her time between the Galactic City Medical Center and the Temple of Healing assisting both the staff and the Jedi healers. She spent what little free time she had left to assist Tsados’ustra and also to learn from him.
Within a few months, Luwal’hati became well-known as a competent medical technician among the staff in the Medical Center. With the guidance of the Twi’lek Consular, she learned new ways to offer medical attention to those around her without relying on the Force too much. Though the time she spent in the Medical Corps was a strenuous one, Luwal’hati felt that it was well worth it, as she was serving a purpose.
On 3608 B.B.Y., during her seventeenth birthday, Luwal’hati received the best gift she has had since she stepped upon the Jedi Temple’s grounds. A shortage of medical staff among numerous Republic outposts in the Outer Rim has prompted the Jedi Order to send healers to those outposts that needed them. One of those outposts was in Norg Bral, in Mandalore. As luck would have it, since Tsados’ustra used to be stationed there, the Circle of Healers found it logical to send him to Mandalore as he was already familiar with the place. The Jedi Consular also thought it necessary to bring his assistant with him as well.
Before Luwal’hati and Tsados’ustra left for Mandalore, however, the Jedi Consular gave Luwal’hati a crash course in lightsaber combat, to brush up on her skills, as it has been more than four years since the last time she held the Jedi’s iconic weapon. As Mandalorians grew to distrust most Jedi, it was very likely that the two would encounter less than grateful Mandalorians despite their wish to help them. As such, combat may become inevitable on the planet.
Luwal’hati spent the next two months training her lightsaber skills with the Twi’lek Jedi. Though she was rusty at first, she eventually got the hang of it. Tsados’ustra also taught Luwal’hati the fifth form of lightsaber combat, the Shien/Djem So form. As Luwal’hati’s attacks tended to be highly aggressive, leaving numerous holes in her defenses, the Consular thought it was ineffective to teach her a purely defensive form such as Soresu. The Shien form allowed Luwal’hati to become defensive, mostly against blaster fire and she can seamlessly switch to the more offensive Djem So whenever the need has arisen.
With Luwal’hati’s knack for absorbing information quickly and Tsados’ustra’s mastery of the Shien/Djem So Form, their training went relatively smoothly and soon they were preparing themselves for their journey. The night before they shipped out, Luwal’hati tossed and turned in her bed, too excited to sleep. With the prospect of finally seeing her home planet after more than a decade, how could she?
When she finally set foot on Mandalore, Luwal’hati’s first thought of her home world was of how beautiful it was. The greenery of the forests against the silhouette of Keldabe’s buildings was a far cry from Coruscant’s desolate gray skyscrapers. The sun warming her skin as she took a whiff of fresh air added to her euphoria. The elation wouldn’t last, however, as Luwal’hati soon found out.
As she and Tsados’ustra traversed the Mandalorian capital city, contemptuous glares followed her and the Twi’lek. Luwal’hati has almost forgotten the distrust Mandalorians harbored not only towards those affiliated with the Republic, but also to those who wielded the Force. She knew about the sentiment, as Luwal’hati herself felt the same way, but she never really thought of it as a problem she had to face. She naively assumed that since she was a Mandalorian herself, the Mando’ade would welcome her with open arms, regardless of which crowd she associated with. How wrong she was.
After what seemed to have been the longest walk of her life, Luwal’hati and Tsados’ustra finally reached the edge of Keldabe, where they took a speeder to Norg Bral. The people of Norg Bral where more tolerant of their presence, though Luwal’hati could still feel an aura of contempt among the populace as they made their way to the Republic outpost, which was a repurposed medical center, the same hospital where Luwal’hati was born.
As they were settling in, Tsados’ustra took his assistant to a training room within the outpost. This was when he gave one of his lightsabers, one with a brilliant yellow glow, to Luwal’hati. She was to use it only to defend herself and she was only allowed to carry it when she was to be sent to communities that were considered high-risk. After such a mission, she was to return the lightsaber to the Jedi Consular. For training, she was only allowed to use training lightsabers.
As Luwal’hati held the lightsaber, fear suddenly crept into her. Though she was aware of the need to defend herself, she was apprehensive of the idea of hurting those of her kind. The Twi’lek sensed this and explained to her that there were ways to control the damage a lightsaber can deal. When done correctly, Luwal’hati would be able to use the Force to lessen her lightsaber’s damage enough so she wouldn’t end up killing anyone. Without hesitation, Luwal’hati accepted the Consular’s teachings.
For the next three years, Luwal’hati trained both her skills on the lightsaber and her skills wielding the Force, as she helped her people as a healer in Norg Bral’s Medical Center. Though in the beginning, the locals were distrustful of her, Luwal’hati eventually received their trust, earning the reputation among the Mandalorians of Norg Bral as a compassionate person, despite her affinity to the Force. Though her stay in Norg Bral began to improve, she was soon put to the test when Luwal’hati was sent on a medical relief mission to a homestead a ways from Norg Bral.
On 3605 B.B.Y., an outbreak of a flu forced Tsados’ustra’s hands full by the amount of patients in medical center. He decided to send Luwal’hati to the homestead that needed vaccine and medical supplies, as news there seemed grim. She wasted no time and gathered her equipment, the supplies and her lightsaber. Once on the edge of Norg Bral, she took a speeder, along with two nurses, to the homestead, where numerous sick children and their parents eagerly waited for the hospital’s staff.
She began to organize the people, assigned lines for those that needed immediate care and those who were not afflicted so they were given vaccines. The operation itself went well, all the sick children’s conditions began to improve by the time Luwal’hati and the others were ready to leave. Most of the people in the homestead were also successfully vaccinated. Luwal’hati left the place content to help the people there. This would not last, however, as she and her companions were ambushed by a group of five Mandalorian bandits on their way back to Norg Bral.
The speeder was disabled by an ion weapon and completely stopped them in their tracks. As the three was being surrounded by the Mandalorian raiders, Luwal’hati ignited the lightsaber given to her by Tsados’ustra. She hesitated when the fears she felt about hurting her own people surfaced unexpectedly. In that second of hesitation, the Mandalorians drew their blasters and began to shoot. Luwal’hati managed to deflect some shots before she ran into cover behind their now useless speeder. Her companions were not so lucky, however, and were gunned down. Luwal’hati felt a pang of guilt. Those nurses were not Jedi. They were not even Force sensitive, just ordinary civilians.
Luwal’hati then shook the feeling off and began to envelope her lightsaber with the Force. She then jumped out of cover, and slashed at the nearest Mandalorian. With a grunt of pain, audible through his helmet, he fell on his back. As Luwal’hati attacked the one next to him, she noticed the first Mando writhe in pain on the ground. Good. He was still alive.
The other Mandalorians readied their weapons and were about to open fire, but Luwal’hati had a trick up her sleeves. She used the Force and induced one of the Mandalorians closest to her into a catatonic state, where he then dropped to the ground unconscious in a matter of seconds. The one next to him also received the same treatment a split-second later. The Force power was one of the new skills Tsado’ustra taught Luwal’hati in the three years they spent in Mandalore, as he knew that a lightsaber might not always be enough to defend his assistant.
Using the Force again, she empowered specific parts of her legs and propelled herself to striking distance of the last Mandalorian. Before he could react, Luwal’hati slashed her lightsaber and rendered her adversary unable to fight, albeit still alive. After the area was clear, Luwal’hati contacted the Republic outpost on Norg Bral and sought assistance and transport for five injured people and two dead.
When news reached Tsado’sustra, he applauded his assistant’s skills and comforted Luwal’hati of the loss of the two nurses that worked under her, and the fact that she needed to harm her people to defend herself. Despite of all that happened, he deemed Luwal’hati ready to work on her own, independent from him, when the time came.
A few months after the incident, Tsados’ustra was recalled by the Order back to Coruscant. It would seem that the situations on the Republic outposts finally began to stabilize. This time, he chose to leave Luwal’hati behind. When the two said their goodbyes on Keldabe’s spaceport, Tsados’ustra gave his former assistant two parting gifts: one was a set of Jedi armor to help protect her should the need would arise. The armor itself was commissioned by a company known as ForceTech on the Consular's request, specifically for Luwal'hati's use.
The second gift was the lightsaber Luwal'hati used, the same lightsaber Tsados'ustra forbade her to use when she didn't need to. After the incident with the Mandalorians, the Twi'lek saw that Luwal'hati was responsible enough to keep it for herself. The Consular also believed that Luwal'hati would need it more than he would.
The farewell was not a very emotional one, but Luwal’hati greatly respected the Twi’lek, the only Jedi who has earned such a thing from her, and she was still saddened by the fact that she was now alone, in the world of her own people.
The next three years passed by without much incident. Luwal’hati worked hard at Norg Bral’s medical center, all the while practicing with her very own lightsaber and researched on new ways to improve her Force healing powers. During her spare time, she also walked in and around the fortified city and mingled among the populace, eventually earning their trust. They began to warm up to her, despite the incident on the Mandalorian marauders a few years back. The trust she has gained and her love for her people would be put to the test, however, when the Mandalorians finally made their move.
On 3602 B.B.Y., the Mandalorians finally stepped into the spotlight and began to retake what was theirs. In Norg Bral, the once seemingly submissive population became a wave of fully-clad Mandalorians out for blood. The fortress-city fell in a matter of days, save for the Republic outpost at the Norg Bral Medical Center. It was heavily fortified by the soldiers, and the vast storage areas made it possible for the besieged to entrench themselves for months, until help would come. Among the people within the hospital was Luwal’hati. Despite her background, the staff and the soldiers never saw her as a threat, which caught the defenders completely by surprise when she finally made her move.
One night, during the siege, Luwal’hati made her way through the outpost, avoiding detection when she can, as the defenders have imposed a curfew. She used her lightsaber to dispatch those who she can’t hide from. Unlike the Mandalorians, she had no qualms of killing Republic soldiers. She knew where her loyalties are.
When Luwal’hati finally reached the main gate, she disabled the alarms and opened the gate, allowing the thirty-strong fully-clad Mandalorians, the same Mandalorians she contacted from outside the outpost a few days previous, to enter. It didn’t take long for the besieged to be overrun, the soldiers killed and those who were of use taken prisoner. Luwal’hati’s move never gave her diplomatic immunity, however, as she was still taken prisoner, albeit better treated than the others.
Luwal’hati was then presented to the field marshal who oversaw the liberation of Norg Bral. The meeting wasn’t as emotional she expected. She never really counted on the fact that the field marshal was her own mother, Sisa Kordé.
Apparently, after the raid on their camp all those years ago, Sisa attempted to take part on the defense, all the while looking for her husband. Gavin, however, returned to camp to see to his daughter and to oversee the evacuation of the children. Before he reached camp, he encountered numerous Republic soldiers, where he put up a valiant fight, but to no avail. He still managed to find his daughter, but was already mortally wounded.
Sisa was then taken prisoner by the Republic when the rebels were overrun and spent the next fifteen years in prison, not aware of her daughter’s and husband’s fate. She managed to escape custody when the remnants of her husband’s rebel army busted her and numerous others out of prison. This was when she heard of Gavin’s death. Sisa then spent her next years with the resistance, but this time, they had help with other Mandalorians loyal to the cause.
Thanks to the reports given to her by the resistance, she was made aware that her daughter was still alive, and among Jedi. While she was aware that Luwal’hati worked at Norg Bral for the past six years, she chose not to come to light, as this might have jeopardized the uprising.
Finally reunited with her mother, Luwal’hati offered her services to the new Mandalorian army. Sisa chose not to accept at first, much to her daughter’s dismay. She presented the petition to the other leaders of the cause and sought advice. While most of the Mandalorians distrusted the Jedi, Sisa and those of Norg Bral vouched for Luwal’hati’s loyalty. Eventually, Luwal’hati was allowed to be taken within the military as a Special Forces Operative, as her training wasn't that of a normal Mandalorian soldier. This also made it easier for the Mandalorians to keep watch over her.
Luwal’hati then spent the next year helping the Mandalorian army as much as she can. She used her Force healing and medical knowledge to improve the conditions of the field triages during a campaign. She even taught some of the people she served with to resist mind-attacks by Force-users. Though she was technically not part of the main army, Luwal'hati spent most of her time in the front lines, both as a field medic and a soldier.
Luwal’hati chose not to wear the Beskar armor affiliated with her clan, as she felt the need to earn it first. Instead, she modified the Jedi armor given to her by Tsados’ustra to show her clan’s colors. Her mother gave her a Beskar helmet as well, as a means of communicating and identification.
By the age of twenty-four, Luwal’hati Kordé was finally at the place she wanted to be: among her people, eager to prove her Mandalorian soul.
Password: Bylgia
RP Sample:
Luwal’hati sat at the corner of the command tent. While she was technically just a lowly private, she was allowed by her mother to join the strategy talks, even occasionally asked her of her thoughts. Sometimes, however, it mostly meant watching old soldiers bicker on what to do next. She was about to doze off under her helmet when she felt the room shift.
“Send the Jedi.” Said one of the Rally Masters, as his visor faced Luwal’hati. The others followed suit.
What annoyed Luwal’hati most was the misapprehension that she was Jedi. Though she indeed trained under them, she never really became a Padawan, nor was she formally trained by a Master. Still, she let it slide. If she grew up in Mandalore, she might have made the same misconception. Also, being called anything other than her name made her blood boil.
She then turned her gaze to her mother, who seemed to be looking back at her as well. Luwal’hati hasn’t seen her mother’s face through the helmet, but she knew Sisa was worried for her. Apparently, there was a place on their flanks being routed by the enemy, and they needed someone to see to it. Luwal’hati then stood up.
“I’ll see to it, sir.” She said as she left the room.
“Good luck, Kordé.” She heard the Rally Master say as she left the command tent, which made her smile. She then moved through the camp, the sounds of blaster fire can be heard from there. It seemed to be worse than she thought. She began to pick up her pace, eager to help her brothers and sisters. Eager to prove her worth.
Department: Special Forces
Rank: Private
Name: Luwal’hati “Lu” Kordé (pronounced: LOO-wahl-HAT-ee Core-Day)
Race: Human, Mandalorian
Age: 24
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 138 lbs.
Birth place: Norg Bral, Mandalore
Appearance:
(Drawing by me, unfinished as of 6/14/2012)
Luwal’hati has shoulder-length black hair. Well-kept eyebrows crown her almond-shaped eyes that shelter green pupils similar to her father’s. She has relatively fair, supple skin and her face is dotted by freckles. Her face isn’t what would strike others as beautiful. Luwal’hati’s features are more or less plain, though her simplicity could be considered a beauty in itself. Before battle, Luwal’hati smudges war paint under her eyes with her fingers.
Underneath her Jedi armor, Luwal’hati normally wears a gray shirt with sleeves that cover up to just above her elbows, while black leather trousers cover the lower half of her body. Because most Mandalorians are still wary of her presence among them, Luwal’hati chooses not to wear Beskar armor like the rest of the Mandalorians, as wearing one might cause them to feel contemptuous towards her. She wears a helmet given to her by her mother, however, which acts as both a communications device and for identification.
Personality:
Luwal’hati Kordé is a very spirited woman. Though she prefers to keep to herself, she isn’t afraid to fight back when the need arises. Despite this, she is actually very logical in her thought processes, preferring in thinking things through before taking action, sometimes to the point of procrastination. Though once a nerve is struck, she lashes out like Krayt dragon defending its cave from Sand Raiders.
With help from her photographic memory, Luwal’hati has a tendency to absorb information like a sponge. Though she isn’t what people would call a prodigy, she can quickly take in information, analyse it and apply what she has learned in real situations faster than most. This ability of hers has given her an edge over the other Younglings at the temple, especially when she began to take interest in Force healing.
Despite the mistrust most Mandalorians have against her, Luwal’hati is very loyal to the cause, and would do anything, even risk her own safety, to give them an upper hand. Her love for the Mandalorian people is one of the few things that can override her logical thinking.
Another thing to note of Luwal’hati is that she respects reliability over convenience, hence her preference of Slug Throwers over Blasters and her hatred for those with fickle loyalties, like mercenaries. She also speaks in a Coruscanti accent, as influenced by her training in Coruscant, though a few of her words sound more Mandalorian than Coruscanti.
Skills:
Eidetic Memory
Field Surgery
Slug Thrower Marksmanship
Xenobiology and Human Anatomy/Physiology Knowledge – May be used offensively (effectively attacking weaknesses in the body) or for more efficient Force healing.
Previous Faction: Jedi Order, Medical Corps (Jedi Service Corps)
Mastery Level: Knight
Lightsaber: 8-inch Hilt with Wrist Guard, Single-Phase
Color: Silver Core with Bright Yellow Glow
Equipment:
1 MT-7 Heavy Pistol
1 ForceTech Jedi Armor Mk.V (Modified with Mandalorian Clan Colors)
1 Mandalorian Helmet with Advanced HUD and Long-Range Commlink
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho: 4
Makashi : N/A
Soresu : N/A
Ataru : N/A
Shien / Djem So: 3 (Djem So Dominant)
>>Sub-form Backhanded: N/A
Niman: N/A
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield: N/A
Juyo: N/A
Double Bladed Combat: N/A
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Specialized Skills:
Alter Damage
Force Stun
Telekinetic: 2
Telepathic: 2
Body: 4
Sense:3
Protection: 0
Healing: 5
Destruction: 0
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 6
Leadership: 5
Unarmed: 5
Melee Weapons: 3
Ranged Weapons: 6 (slugthrowers) 3 (plasma blasters)
Bio:
The Rebel
Birth
Birth
During a stormy night in Norg Bral, Mandalore on 3025 B.B.Y., a man fully clad in Mandalorian armor walks into the local hospital with a woman undergoing labor. The healthcare providers stationed at the emergency room wasted little time prepping the woman for delivery. The armored man could do little beyond looking on as his wife was taken through the double doors that led into the sterile delivery room.
Unbeknownst to the employees and patients at Norg Bral’s hospital, they were sharing the building with a rebel leader. Gavin Kordé led a Mandalorian freedom fighter movement hidden amongst the vast forests outside Norg Bral. The group’s aim was to restore Mandalorian sovereignty over numerous systems the Mandos held long ago. But they were a small group that numbered less than two hundred able-bodied warriors, not including their families. With little supplies to aid them, they relied mostly on the spoils they took from raiding the Republic outposts that dotted Mandalore and supply caravans that supplied those outposts. There were also those who were sympathetic to their cause, both within Norg Bral and elsewhere in Mandalore, who were willing to part with food and medicine to aid the rebels.
But Gavin cannot rely on those sympathetic to his cause at the moment, as he was inside a Republic-funded hospital. Though he was at risk of getting caught, he remained in the hospital’s hallway for his wife, Sisa Kordé. He couldn’t bear to leave her now.
After more than an hour’s worth of waiting, a medi-droid emerged to inform Gavin that his wife gave birth to a baby girl, and he was now allowed to see her and his wife. Both Sisa and Gavin named the child Luwal’hati. By morning the next day, Sisa’s room was empty. Apparently, the couple had left as quickly as they appeared in the hospital’s emergency room, the healthcare providers none the wiser that a rebel leader and his wife made use of their facilities the night before.
The Encampment
0-6
0-6
Luwal’hati, nicknamed Lu by most, had a peculiar childhood. Her first memories in life were of his parents clad in traditional Mandalorian armor as they left her with the other children in the camp to procure supplies for their cause. Luwal’hati also remembered ecstatically greeting both of them as they returned home hours later, as they carried with them the loot from their raids. To Luwal’hati, however, seeing her parents safely home was the only treasure she needed.
Once she reached the age of three, Luwal’hati eagerly began training with the other children, the promises of her someday joining the cause pushed her forward. From her father, she learned the basics of hand-to-hand and melee weaponry. But Luwal’hati’s skill with firearms, slugthrowers in particular, was what set her above the other children. Her ability to estimate a projectile’s trajectory faster than most gave her an edge during target practice, along with her fast reflexes, which, unbeknownst to her parents, was actually an early sign of precognition given to her by the Force.
Luwal’hati continued to train vigorously with the rest of the children within the rebel camp, as she hoped to one day take up the mantle her father has donned, the one who was to restore the Mandalorians to their former glory. The dream seemed to have taken an abrupt halt, as the seemingly blissful lives of everyone within the camp took a turn for the worse.
On 3019 B.B.Y., a commotion outside their camp caught a six-year old Luwal’hati’s attention as she was preparing for her training. Though she wanted to see what was going on, her mother’s soft hands yanked her and hid her within their hut. She then told Luwal’hati that the Republic has found their base and attempted to calm her daughter as she did so. Fully clad in armor, Sisa then left her only child in their vheh’yaim, to help control the situation.
For an ordinary six-year old child, the sounds that emanated from the outside would have caused trauma that could have been carried until adulthood. But to Luwal’hati, the sounds of shouting, blaster fire and the occasional grunt of pain made her feel not fear for her own safety, but anxiety, for the others in the camp. As the sounds began to subside, she decided to leave the hut, to see what has become of her home and the others.
Before Luwal’hati reached the hut’s door, however, a fully-clad Gavin covered in blaster shots and bleeding heavily, burst through. As he fell to the ground, he told his daughter to run, but his little girl couldn’t leave her father. Luwal’hati screamed hysterically as the life from Gavin’s eyes faded, her small frame hugged him tightly as she attempted to call her daddy back from the void, but to no avail.
Luwal’hati’s cries turned into choked sobs when two Republic soldiers suddenly entered her family’s home. They pointed their weapons first at the lifeless Gavin, and next to the child covered in his blood. The soldiers’ stances softened as they realized that they were staring at what seemed to be a helpless little girl. While most children would’ve been paralyzed by fear, after what Luwal’hati has been through, fear towards those who killed her father was the last thing in her mind. She wanted vengeance. She wanted to kill those responsible for her anguish.
Without thinking further, she lunged at the soldier closest to her, and bit him where he wore no armor. The other soldier then hit Luwal’hati with the butt of his rifle, which threw her on the ground and stunned her. Both of them pointed their weapons towards her as she laid face-down, covered in her father’s blood. It would have seemed to be the end of Luwal’hati right there, if not for the bright-green glow of a lightsaber that stood between her and her potential executioners.
The lightsaber’s glow bathed the entire hut, including the face of the one wielding it, a Twi’lek Jedi Consular named Tsados’ustra. If he hadn’t sensed the Force sensitivity of the girl that has lain on the ground, Luwal’hati may as well have been filled with holes, and nobody would’ve been the wiser of her brief existence. An aura existed around the Rutian Twi’lek, an aura of kindness, of compassion towards all life, regardless of their faction. The kindness shown by the Jedi towards Luwal’hati as he asked of her condition made her want to reach out to him when he offered out his hand. She couldn’t help but to trust the kindness, as if the Jedi was an old friend.
As she left the hut, she asked her savior to give everyone who died a proper Mandalorian funeral, to which the Jedi assured her of. It was the least she could do, for being so helpless. She didn’t shed a tear as Luwal’hati left the only place she has known all her life, walking alongside the Consular. She was of the Mando’ade, and she had to be strong. For those who survived, for those taken prisoner, she had to show no weakness, despite her own grief.
The Fish Out of Water
6-13
6-13
Tsados’ustra kept his promise and stayed in Mandalore to oversee the funerals and the medical needs of what was left of the rebels. The Jedi Consular, as Luwal’hati found out, worked in a recently established Republic outpost as a Healer. The outpost itself was built within Norg Bral as an answer to the high incidence of Mandalorian insurgent activities in the area. Their mission was to offer additional help to the natives and strengthen the influence the Republic has in the fortress-town.
As for Luwal’hati, her savior had her sent to the Jedi Temple in Coruscant, accompanied by another Jedi Healer. While she did not like the prospect of having to live within the Republic that has caused the death of those she knew, she was intrigued by the Jedi, and wished to learn more about them. She believed that she might one day use what she would learn in the temple to help her people when she finally returned home.
When Luwal’hati set foot on the Republic’s capital for the first time in her life, as she beheld the many faces on the streets that led to the Jedi Order’s Temple, she found herself unimpressed. The people lived separate from each other, independent and oblivious. They were nothing but strangers among their kin, a far cry from the tight-knit community the Mandalorians had back on her home world. She saw their entire existence meaningless, they were all without purpose.
Still, she was amazed by the size of the planet-wide city. So many unfamiliar sights, smells and sounds nearly overwhelmed her, yet Luwal’hati found it exhilarating. Her first weeks within the Temple itself was something that amazed her as something new was always around the corner; almost enough to forget the anguish the Republic has given her. But as her euphoria began to settle, she began to feel bitterness of her situation, bitterness towards the root of her pains. Soon, Luwal’hati began to act out, causing trouble among the other Younglings, where she either bullied or pranked them. She was normally reprimanded by the instructors when she got caught and set to meditate by herself for hours at a time, or sent to clean a room or two within the temple. It was during one of these disciplinary moments when Luwal’hati fell in love with the temple archives, when she was made to categorize data within the Jedi’s vast reservoir of knowledge.
Luwal’hati spent most of her Youngling years in the library after that, where every book or data she studied had something new to tell her. With each month that passed, her mischievous nature began to subside. Because of the distraction the archives offered her, she began to take more interest in her Jedi training, whether in meditations or lightsaber combat exercises, where she showed a tendency to be quite aggressive and straightforward in her attacks.
Her uncanny ability to absorb information quickly and retain them for a long time has given her an edge over the other Younglings as well, where she has proven to be a fast learner and can quickly adapt into most situations presented to her. One particular lesson she has shown enthusiasm for is on using the Force to heal others. The thought that she can heal comrades without the use of medical supplies appealed to her, as she has seen many of the people she has known succumb to infection because their rebel base was in short supply of antibiotics or Kolto. To supplement her newfound skills in Force healing, Luwal’hati also made it a habit to study the anatomy and physiology of humans and numerous other species from the archives. This allowed her to use her Force healing powers more efficiently. The knowledge she gained studying medical texts also allowed her to pinpoint the more vulnerable spots in her body and thus allowed her to either strengthen those body parts or protect them more effectively with the Force.
One school in Force powers that Luwal’hati has little trust for is in telepathy. She believed that the mind was a person’s only sanctuary and invading it is something despicable, even if it was necessary. As such, she studied telepathy only to learn ways to prevent her own thoughts from being assaulted and sought little else from it.
The years then went by with little incident. Luwal’hati continued to train and study, with nothing else in her mind other than the desire to one day return to Mandalore and improve her people’s lives, even just a little. Despite her brilliance, she preferred to keep a low profile. When Luwal’hati came of age, those few Jedi who noticed her skills offered her to be their apprentice. She declined all of them, as she couldn’t see herself following the path of a Jedi Knight someday.
When she reached the age of thirteen, Luwal’hati volunteered herself to the Jedi Service Corps, more specifically, the Medical Corps in the Temple of Healing. Thanks to her superior skills in healing and her knowledge in general anatomy and physiology, the Circle of Healers accepted her among their ranks. This was when a familiar face came by. Tsados’ustra, who was a member of the Circle, offered to take Luwal’hati as an assistant and offered to teach her all he knew of Force Healing.
The Assistant
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The next four years were hectic. The days seemed to blur into one another as Luwal’hati spent her time between the Galactic City Medical Center and the Temple of Healing assisting both the staff and the Jedi healers. She spent what little free time she had left to assist Tsados’ustra and also to learn from him.
Within a few months, Luwal’hati became well-known as a competent medical technician among the staff in the Medical Center. With the guidance of the Twi’lek Consular, she learned new ways to offer medical attention to those around her without relying on the Force too much. Though the time she spent in the Medical Corps was a strenuous one, Luwal’hati felt that it was well worth it, as she was serving a purpose.
On 3608 B.B.Y., during her seventeenth birthday, Luwal’hati received the best gift she has had since she stepped upon the Jedi Temple’s grounds. A shortage of medical staff among numerous Republic outposts in the Outer Rim has prompted the Jedi Order to send healers to those outposts that needed them. One of those outposts was in Norg Bral, in Mandalore. As luck would have it, since Tsados’ustra used to be stationed there, the Circle of Healers found it logical to send him to Mandalore as he was already familiar with the place. The Jedi Consular also thought it necessary to bring his assistant with him as well.
Before Luwal’hati and Tsados’ustra left for Mandalore, however, the Jedi Consular gave Luwal’hati a crash course in lightsaber combat, to brush up on her skills, as it has been more than four years since the last time she held the Jedi’s iconic weapon. As Mandalorians grew to distrust most Jedi, it was very likely that the two would encounter less than grateful Mandalorians despite their wish to help them. As such, combat may become inevitable on the planet.
Luwal’hati spent the next two months training her lightsaber skills with the Twi’lek Jedi. Though she was rusty at first, she eventually got the hang of it. Tsados’ustra also taught Luwal’hati the fifth form of lightsaber combat, the Shien/Djem So form. As Luwal’hati’s attacks tended to be highly aggressive, leaving numerous holes in her defenses, the Consular thought it was ineffective to teach her a purely defensive form such as Soresu. The Shien form allowed Luwal’hati to become defensive, mostly against blaster fire and she can seamlessly switch to the more offensive Djem So whenever the need has arisen.
With Luwal’hati’s knack for absorbing information quickly and Tsados’ustra’s mastery of the Shien/Djem So Form, their training went relatively smoothly and soon they were preparing themselves for their journey. The night before they shipped out, Luwal’hati tossed and turned in her bed, too excited to sleep. With the prospect of finally seeing her home planet after more than a decade, how could she?
The Homecoming
17-20
17-20
When she finally set foot on Mandalore, Luwal’hati’s first thought of her home world was of how beautiful it was. The greenery of the forests against the silhouette of Keldabe’s buildings was a far cry from Coruscant’s desolate gray skyscrapers. The sun warming her skin as she took a whiff of fresh air added to her euphoria. The elation wouldn’t last, however, as Luwal’hati soon found out.
As she and Tsados’ustra traversed the Mandalorian capital city, contemptuous glares followed her and the Twi’lek. Luwal’hati has almost forgotten the distrust Mandalorians harbored not only towards those affiliated with the Republic, but also to those who wielded the Force. She knew about the sentiment, as Luwal’hati herself felt the same way, but she never really thought of it as a problem she had to face. She naively assumed that since she was a Mandalorian herself, the Mando’ade would welcome her with open arms, regardless of which crowd she associated with. How wrong she was.
After what seemed to have been the longest walk of her life, Luwal’hati and Tsados’ustra finally reached the edge of Keldabe, where they took a speeder to Norg Bral. The people of Norg Bral where more tolerant of their presence, though Luwal’hati could still feel an aura of contempt among the populace as they made their way to the Republic outpost, which was a repurposed medical center, the same hospital where Luwal’hati was born.
As they were settling in, Tsados’ustra took his assistant to a training room within the outpost. This was when he gave one of his lightsabers, one with a brilliant yellow glow, to Luwal’hati. She was to use it only to defend herself and she was only allowed to carry it when she was to be sent to communities that were considered high-risk. After such a mission, she was to return the lightsaber to the Jedi Consular. For training, she was only allowed to use training lightsabers.
As Luwal’hati held the lightsaber, fear suddenly crept into her. Though she was aware of the need to defend herself, she was apprehensive of the idea of hurting those of her kind. The Twi’lek sensed this and explained to her that there were ways to control the damage a lightsaber can deal. When done correctly, Luwal’hati would be able to use the Force to lessen her lightsaber’s damage enough so she wouldn’t end up killing anyone. Without hesitation, Luwal’hati accepted the Consular’s teachings.
For the next three years, Luwal’hati trained both her skills on the lightsaber and her skills wielding the Force, as she helped her people as a healer in Norg Bral’s Medical Center. Though in the beginning, the locals were distrustful of her, Luwal’hati eventually received their trust, earning the reputation among the Mandalorians of Norg Bral as a compassionate person, despite her affinity to the Force. Though her stay in Norg Bral began to improve, she was soon put to the test when Luwal’hati was sent on a medical relief mission to a homestead a ways from Norg Bral.
On 3605 B.B.Y., an outbreak of a flu forced Tsados’ustra’s hands full by the amount of patients in medical center. He decided to send Luwal’hati to the homestead that needed vaccine and medical supplies, as news there seemed grim. She wasted no time and gathered her equipment, the supplies and her lightsaber. Once on the edge of Norg Bral, she took a speeder, along with two nurses, to the homestead, where numerous sick children and their parents eagerly waited for the hospital’s staff.
She began to organize the people, assigned lines for those that needed immediate care and those who were not afflicted so they were given vaccines. The operation itself went well, all the sick children’s conditions began to improve by the time Luwal’hati and the others were ready to leave. Most of the people in the homestead were also successfully vaccinated. Luwal’hati left the place content to help the people there. This would not last, however, as she and her companions were ambushed by a group of five Mandalorian bandits on their way back to Norg Bral.
The speeder was disabled by an ion weapon and completely stopped them in their tracks. As the three was being surrounded by the Mandalorian raiders, Luwal’hati ignited the lightsaber given to her by Tsados’ustra. She hesitated when the fears she felt about hurting her own people surfaced unexpectedly. In that second of hesitation, the Mandalorians drew their blasters and began to shoot. Luwal’hati managed to deflect some shots before she ran into cover behind their now useless speeder. Her companions were not so lucky, however, and were gunned down. Luwal’hati felt a pang of guilt. Those nurses were not Jedi. They were not even Force sensitive, just ordinary civilians.
Luwal’hati then shook the feeling off and began to envelope her lightsaber with the Force. She then jumped out of cover, and slashed at the nearest Mandalorian. With a grunt of pain, audible through his helmet, he fell on his back. As Luwal’hati attacked the one next to him, she noticed the first Mando writhe in pain on the ground. Good. He was still alive.
The other Mandalorians readied their weapons and were about to open fire, but Luwal’hati had a trick up her sleeves. She used the Force and induced one of the Mandalorians closest to her into a catatonic state, where he then dropped to the ground unconscious in a matter of seconds. The one next to him also received the same treatment a split-second later. The Force power was one of the new skills Tsado’ustra taught Luwal’hati in the three years they spent in Mandalore, as he knew that a lightsaber might not always be enough to defend his assistant.
Using the Force again, she empowered specific parts of her legs and propelled herself to striking distance of the last Mandalorian. Before he could react, Luwal’hati slashed her lightsaber and rendered her adversary unable to fight, albeit still alive. After the area was clear, Luwal’hati contacted the Republic outpost on Norg Bral and sought assistance and transport for five injured people and two dead.
When news reached Tsado’sustra, he applauded his assistant’s skills and comforted Luwal’hati of the loss of the two nurses that worked under her, and the fact that she needed to harm her people to defend herself. Despite of all that happened, he deemed Luwal’hati ready to work on her own, independent from him, when the time came.
The Uprising
20-23
20-23
A few months after the incident, Tsados’ustra was recalled by the Order back to Coruscant. It would seem that the situations on the Republic outposts finally began to stabilize. This time, he chose to leave Luwal’hati behind. When the two said their goodbyes on Keldabe’s spaceport, Tsados’ustra gave his former assistant two parting gifts: one was a set of Jedi armor to help protect her should the need would arise. The armor itself was commissioned by a company known as ForceTech on the Consular's request, specifically for Luwal'hati's use.
The second gift was the lightsaber Luwal'hati used, the same lightsaber Tsados'ustra forbade her to use when she didn't need to. After the incident with the Mandalorians, the Twi'lek saw that Luwal'hati was responsible enough to keep it for herself. The Consular also believed that Luwal'hati would need it more than he would.
The farewell was not a very emotional one, but Luwal’hati greatly respected the Twi’lek, the only Jedi who has earned such a thing from her, and she was still saddened by the fact that she was now alone, in the world of her own people.
The next three years passed by without much incident. Luwal’hati worked hard at Norg Bral’s medical center, all the while practicing with her very own lightsaber and researched on new ways to improve her Force healing powers. During her spare time, she also walked in and around the fortified city and mingled among the populace, eventually earning their trust. They began to warm up to her, despite the incident on the Mandalorian marauders a few years back. The trust she has gained and her love for her people would be put to the test, however, when the Mandalorians finally made their move.
On 3602 B.B.Y., the Mandalorians finally stepped into the spotlight and began to retake what was theirs. In Norg Bral, the once seemingly submissive population became a wave of fully-clad Mandalorians out for blood. The fortress-city fell in a matter of days, save for the Republic outpost at the Norg Bral Medical Center. It was heavily fortified by the soldiers, and the vast storage areas made it possible for the besieged to entrench themselves for months, until help would come. Among the people within the hospital was Luwal’hati. Despite her background, the staff and the soldiers never saw her as a threat, which caught the defenders completely by surprise when she finally made her move.
One night, during the siege, Luwal’hati made her way through the outpost, avoiding detection when she can, as the defenders have imposed a curfew. She used her lightsaber to dispatch those who she can’t hide from. Unlike the Mandalorians, she had no qualms of killing Republic soldiers. She knew where her loyalties are.
When Luwal’hati finally reached the main gate, she disabled the alarms and opened the gate, allowing the thirty-strong fully-clad Mandalorians, the same Mandalorians she contacted from outside the outpost a few days previous, to enter. It didn’t take long for the besieged to be overrun, the soldiers killed and those who were of use taken prisoner. Luwal’hati’s move never gave her diplomatic immunity, however, as she was still taken prisoner, albeit better treated than the others.
Luwal’hati was then presented to the field marshal who oversaw the liberation of Norg Bral. The meeting wasn’t as emotional she expected. She never really counted on the fact that the field marshal was her own mother, Sisa Kordé.
The Child of Mandalore
23-present
23-present
Apparently, after the raid on their camp all those years ago, Sisa attempted to take part on the defense, all the while looking for her husband. Gavin, however, returned to camp to see to his daughter and to oversee the evacuation of the children. Before he reached camp, he encountered numerous Republic soldiers, where he put up a valiant fight, but to no avail. He still managed to find his daughter, but was already mortally wounded.
Sisa was then taken prisoner by the Republic when the rebels were overrun and spent the next fifteen years in prison, not aware of her daughter’s and husband’s fate. She managed to escape custody when the remnants of her husband’s rebel army busted her and numerous others out of prison. This was when she heard of Gavin’s death. Sisa then spent her next years with the resistance, but this time, they had help with other Mandalorians loyal to the cause.
Thanks to the reports given to her by the resistance, she was made aware that her daughter was still alive, and among Jedi. While she was aware that Luwal’hati worked at Norg Bral for the past six years, she chose not to come to light, as this might have jeopardized the uprising.
Finally reunited with her mother, Luwal’hati offered her services to the new Mandalorian army. Sisa chose not to accept at first, much to her daughter’s dismay. She presented the petition to the other leaders of the cause and sought advice. While most of the Mandalorians distrusted the Jedi, Sisa and those of Norg Bral vouched for Luwal’hati’s loyalty. Eventually, Luwal’hati was allowed to be taken within the military as a Special Forces Operative, as her training wasn't that of a normal Mandalorian soldier. This also made it easier for the Mandalorians to keep watch over her.
Luwal’hati then spent the next year helping the Mandalorian army as much as she can. She used her Force healing and medical knowledge to improve the conditions of the field triages during a campaign. She even taught some of the people she served with to resist mind-attacks by Force-users. Though she was technically not part of the main army, Luwal'hati spent most of her time in the front lines, both as a field medic and a soldier.
Luwal’hati chose not to wear the Beskar armor affiliated with her clan, as she felt the need to earn it first. Instead, she modified the Jedi armor given to her by Tsados’ustra to show her clan’s colors. Her mother gave her a Beskar helmet as well, as a means of communicating and identification.
By the age of twenty-four, Luwal’hati Kordé was finally at the place she wanted to be: among her people, eager to prove her Mandalorian soul.
Password: Bylgia
RP Sample:
Luwal’hati sat at the corner of the command tent. While she was technically just a lowly private, she was allowed by her mother to join the strategy talks, even occasionally asked her of her thoughts. Sometimes, however, it mostly meant watching old soldiers bicker on what to do next. She was about to doze off under her helmet when she felt the room shift.
“Send the Jedi.” Said one of the Rally Masters, as his visor faced Luwal’hati. The others followed suit.
What annoyed Luwal’hati most was the misapprehension that she was Jedi. Though she indeed trained under them, she never really became a Padawan, nor was she formally trained by a Master. Still, she let it slide. If she grew up in Mandalore, she might have made the same misconception. Also, being called anything other than her name made her blood boil.
She then turned her gaze to her mother, who seemed to be looking back at her as well. Luwal’hati hasn’t seen her mother’s face through the helmet, but she knew Sisa was worried for her. Apparently, there was a place on their flanks being routed by the enemy, and they needed someone to see to it. Luwal’hati then stood up.
“I’ll see to it, sir.” She said as she left the room.
“Good luck, Kordé.” She heard the Rally Master say as she left the command tent, which made her smile. She then moved through the camp, the sounds of blaster fire can be heard from there. It seemed to be worse than she thought. She began to pick up her pace, eager to help her brothers and sisters. Eager to prove her worth.
