Post by Fox on Dec 19, 2015 18:26:17 GMT -5
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Also, I'm aware of the extreme similarities between the history of this character and my old inactive one. I have no intentions of reactivating him and am considering this character a revamp/re-invisioning of him. Just clarifying in case it's brought up.
Name: Lady Sicaria - formerly Kiera Senn
Race: Human/Miraluka hybrid
Age: 36
Birthplace: Alpheridies
Allegiance: The Sith Order
Status: Sith Lord
Rank: Assassin
Height/Weight: 5' 2" 117 lbs.
Appearance:
Standing at five feet two inches and weighting about one hundred and seventeen pounds, Kiera's stature isn't that remarkable. Though thin, her body is comprised of toned muscle from an extensive exercise regimen. Her smooth skin has begun to turn pale due to corruption of the darkside and dark circles have formed around her eyes, though she masks this with a bit of smokey eyeliner and eyeshadow and an intimidating glare. The only other clear markings of her corruption are her seemingly neon white eyes.
Her raven black hair is parted entirely to the right and shaved on the left side down to the scalp, a crimson section highlighting the end of her bangs.. A series of indigo star tattoos trace up the side of her head, down her neck, and trails all the way down the left side of her body to her arm and foot. The tattoos stop at her left wrist though, as the bare prosthetic left hand obviously isn't an easily tattoo-able material.
Sicaria typically wears the usual black sith robes with a rather enticing plated outfit under, covering only her breasts, pelvic region, and up to her thighs in black cloth with steel plating. Under her hood, she hides her face behind a faceless mask, utilizing her innate force talents to see through the mask.
Personality: Kiera is a textbook sociopath displaying what could be considered "high marks" in each of the distinct characteristics. She has an almost complete inability to properly feel emotions such as love, compassion, kindness, generosity, mercy, warmth, guilt, remorse, or sadness. More negative emotions such as anger, jealousy, and her resounding hatred of everything flow with much more ease. In fact, her otherwise cold and distant demeanor can easily be broken with sudden and explosive bursts of aggression. When not particularly angry, a seething hatred of nearly everything seems to pepper into her voice as if she thinks she's better than just about everyone else, and she does.
Basic empathy and the capacity to feel kinship are also lacking. People are not allies and enemies but merely tools to be used, some more malleable than others. She has no problem stepping on toes and screwing people over to get what she wants and hastily disposes of individuals once they've outlived their use. When a subject proves to be exceptionally resistant, she resorts to mind tricks or even good old fashioned pain and conditioning to bend others to her will. A superficial charm and glibness accompany her condition.The world is hers for the taking and she's only steps away.
Along with her pent up aggression is a no-nonsense type of attitude. She does not respond well to humor and resorts to harsh punishments on only the first of offenses to ensure insubordination and failures are infrequent. When training, Kiera pulls no punches as she firmly believes the only proper way to teach someone is to hold nothing back, as a true opponent will not show the same courtesies.
Behind all this complex negativity is the mind of a dreamer, philosopher, and scholar. Her mind constantly rests on one question: Why? Though often considered a strange stance for someone aligned with something greater to have, Kiera questions everything. She does not follow The Order because she is told. She does so because she chooses to. This leads to a deep interest in scholarly things, such as the inner-workings of the Force and its specific applications and techniques. While she may not have a great deal of time to study, she enjoys it nonetheless.
As a dreamer, she can often be found drifting off into space and detaching herself from the moment when the situation allows for it. If left unchecked, her over-active imagination can create quite a weakness, but it can also be one of her biggest strengths as her mind is able to formulate plans and strategies on the fly.
Ships/Vehicles: Fury-Class Imperial Interceptor
Equipment:
Kiera's Lightsaber - The lightsaber wielded by Kiera was custom designed by her and improved upon over the years, creating quite a formidable weapon. The saber has a black hilt of about sixteen inches and is of the double blade variant with small windows around the emitter and vibrant red blades. When only a single blade is turned on, the slightly shortened hilt create what appears to be a single saber with a slightly elongated handle to allow for more room to grip and perform advanced techniques. The saber has a double phase setting that can extend the blade from 28" to 32". This double phase can only be activated when only a single blade is active, limiting the double blades to 28". Additionally the saber's hilt has a built in bio-reader, rendering it a hunk of metal in anyone else's hands.
Along with her saber, Kiera also carries 3 gas grenades, 2 ion grenades, 5 flashbang grenades, and 2 thermal detonators.
Stats:
Strength - Below Average
Agility - Superior
Intelligence - Above Average
Charisma - Average
Force Stats:
Telekinetic - Apprentice
Telepathic - Novice
Body - Expert
Sense - Master
Protection - Unskilled
Healing – Unskilled
Destruction - Expert
Combat Training:
General Unarmed Martial Arts - Adept
Force Training:
Force Sight - Mastered
Force Stealth - Expert
Other Training:
Stealth - Expert
Tracking/Hunting - Expert
Hacking - Adept
Sokan - Adept
Lightsaber Training:
Shii-Cho - Adept
Ataru - Expert
Double Bladed Combat - Master
Biography: Kiera was born to Miralukan female Serasana Senn and Human male Ezho Senn on the adopted homeworld of the Miraluka; Alpheridies. With a father who was an ex-member of the Jedi Order and a mother who was a proficient member of the Miralukan organization the Luka Sene, After years of dedicated and loyal service to the Jedi Order, Ezho had begun to disagree more and more with the Council's way of doing things with each passing decision. Though he held good intentions in his heart and remained a keeper of the peace, he left and took on the mantle of a Grey Jedi. With his time free, he decided to venture to Alpheridies to be with Serasana; a woman whom he had shared a brief moment of passion with during a mission of peace to the Miralukan homeworld.
it would seem that the girl was destined for greatness. Fortunately the only known complication in her birth was the lack of eyesight in her true eyes which ultimately would prove to be inconsequential as her Force Sight was as strong as any other Miraluka. From the young age of six, her parents trained her; her mother helping to strengthen her connection to the Force (and her sensory abilities) and her father providing a solid foundation in the art of lightsaber combat. Their intention was to shape their daughter into a powerful and confident warrior, free of allegiance, always taking the best interest of the galaxy to heart rather than any political motivations nor emotional attachment. It was not their intention to turn her into a living weapon but rather a hero like her father whom would fight for the greater good and defend the weak just as he had. Kiera was fated to be a defender of peace, justice, and equality, but these plans would go awry very quickly.
A rogue Dark Jedi known by Verux Roth would come to kidnap Kiera at the young and moderately defenseless age of nine. With the basics of lightsaber combat down and a strong connection to the Force, she was a perfect candidate for Verux's nefarious plans. The Dark Jedi had called the planet a temporary home for nearly four years, studying the youths of the Miraluka in secret in search of a suitable child, his ties to the force - and the dark side -remaining hidden with his skill in Force Stealth. Her parents were slain in the middle of the night, Verux creeping in silent as a cat and keeping the girl docile with a sedative-doused cloth. The Miralukans were none-the-wiser until it was too late. Kiera had vanished into the middle of the night. As she awoke, she was understandably shaken as she tried to grasp the harsh new reality she found herself in.
She was taken to the planet Nivek where a sizable yet relatively small organization of Dark Jedi resided. They called themselves the Endrum Collective and united under a metaphorical flag in hopes of growing and becoming a power in the world - at the very least a useful ieramercenary force in the galaxy - all in the name of money. Kiera had been abducted alongside a number of other children from various planets and backgrounds all with the intention of being turned into weapons at the group's disposal: Killing machines. The group's best Jedi were instructors for the children, the Miraluka Verux among them.
Training was done the old fashioned Sith way: Through pain and defeat. Time and time again Kiera was pushed to and even past her limits all in the name of strength and ultimately profit. Each training session was followed by a rigorous spar against her primary instructor Verux to display what she had learned, Verux refusing to hold back and just stopping short of killing the youth. While most of her training came from her immediate captor, she had her fair share of training with other members of the organization, all of whom taught her different principles, applications of the Force, and alternate forms of lightsaber combat. Each instructor and session was chosen and handpicked carefully for not only Kiera but for each of the captives, building on each one's personal strengths and helping to cover their weaknesses. With a strong connection to the sensory aspect of the Force and a pre-existing knowledge of basic lightsaber combat, Kiera's path was chosen early. Shee was to be an assassin, skilled in the arts of hunting, tracking, infiltration, stealth, and her speciality, anti-lightsaber warfare.
Verux provided a majority of her training. He helped strengthened Kiera's sensory abilities and taught her the Ataru and double blade forms - a specialty of Verux's. While these three skills alone would arguably be enough to create an efficient killer and duelist, her training was diversified by other instructors in other forms of combat and aspects of the force to varying degrees, applying different principles and techniques to her primary style, such as telekinetic force powers to provide mid-ranged support, and body-focused force powers to further cementing her skills as a proficient duelist.
The girl remained a recluse and spent most of her time in solitude. While most other captives turned to each other for comfort, Kiera refused to forge another connection with someone out of fear of them being ripped away from her just as her parents had. She looked to her own mind for comfort and, when allowed a small number of possessions, found a love for music.
Conditioned to be an assassin, she was also trained in the arts of stealth, infiltration, and tracking. Her sensory skills as a well-trained Miraluka provided the know-how to track her targets. A foundation in stealth needed to be built. At first, the girl received no training in this field. Instead, she often went unfed and was forced to sneak around the camp to find food. At first her attempts went understandably bad as she was caught time and time again by the guards, beaten as a punishment and thrown back in his chambers. But over the years, she learned the ins-and-outs of stealth; how to move without making a sound, how to stick to the shadows, and how to use distractions and deception to bypass guards. It was only when she had firmly built a solid foundation that her formal stealth training began, including the art of hacking to disable electronic defenses and the ability to entirely conceal her connection to the Force, making her a deadly adversary for even most Jedi.
Lightsaber forms were learned the hard way. Forms were briefly practiced before she was thrown into sparring matches against masters of the respective styles. Her early sessions were often likened to a bully beating the new kid with a stick - even deemed outright abuse. But the technique proved effective as being struck by every move in the book taught her how to deal with them aside from her more practical training in their usage. Force training included telekinetic exercises (lifting, holding, throwing, catching, and deflecting objects), impossible obstacle courses that warranted generous use of techniques such as Force Speed and Force Jump, and unforgiving tracking missions, being thrown into the wilderness and given a target to hunt down, informed that her target is the only source of food and water for miles.
Throughout her training, Kiera was pushed towards the Dark Side of the Force intentionally. The brutal training was indeed meant to push her to her limits in order to physically strengthen her, but it was also intended to push her to the limits of her aggression. It was during a training session with Verux that Kiera first began her descent into the Dark Side at the age of thirteen after losing her left hand, utilizing the iconic Force Lightning in an attempt to lash out and harm her abusive captor. The attempt proved futile as Verux's own skill was still miles ahead of the girl at this point in her life, but the damage had been done. Kiera had taken her first step into the Dark Side: Temptation. Her descent continued throughout the years as Verux and the other Dark Jedi continued to push, abuse, and torment her, eventually leading her all the way to the path of submission. Kiera began to accept the Dark Side as a useful and powerful tool that would one day come in handy, her intentions and motivations a conflicting mess of selfishness and a longing for freedom. Her hand was replaced with a fitted prosthetic, naturally.
As their connection to the Dark Side grew, the captives were often pitted against one another in staged incidents. Something would go missing, a personal effect would be damaged, or a meal would be taken. Whatever it was, it wasn't hard to start a fight between the captives. These were seen as impromptu training exercises and made sure only the strongest of the strong remained. Survival of the fittest at its best. It was during one of these fights - at the young age of 15 - that Kiera would make her first kill and complete her fall into the Dark Side through submission. Another captive who coincidentally had in fact actually stolen one of her meals was beaten to death. Before she knew it. Kiera's knuckles were covered in his blood, the ground stained beneath his head. There were little repercussions as her captors knew the act had strengthened her. It was then that it clicked in Kiera's head and she knew just how easy it was to take a life.
As his training progressed and the organization began to feel their weapon was starting to reach the pique of her capabilities. Soon, she could run miles faster and jump feet higher than most of the other captives, save for those who had received similar training. Soon she began to outshine not only the other "weapons" but many of the instructors. It was Verux who kept her in line with a regular dose of punishment.
With her training largely complete, her name was added to the roster of "weapons" at the organization's disposal at the age of 19. Requests and credits came in and Kiera was put to work. Her tasks often included infiltration in order to acquire some great wealth, technology, or secrets for an interested party but, for the most part, she was hired as an assassin as intended. Ambassadors, Jedi, politicians, and wealthy aristocrats fell to her blade as well as unfair merchants, recipients of long-bred grudges, and common rabble with enemies in the wrong places. A hooded face, a light foot, a keen eye, and a casual demeanor kept her identity from becoming more than a half remembered party guest, a horrid composite sketch, or an out of focus image on a security cam. As a show of "good faith" as they called it. 10% of the profits she brought in were given to her but, without a real desire for material wealth, the money was saved and used as emergency funds during her extended travels. Many times, she considered the prospect of running and disappearing into the stars on one of her jobs, but she had grown to know no other life. With her parents gone, she had nothing else to go to. A life of belonging seemed leagues better than an empty life alone with no meaning or purpose. Over the years, her attitude towards her captors would change and soon, she would find herself an abductor and instructor.
At the age of 25, a young boy by the name of Kuroth was brought into the camp. Only 9, Kiera was reminded of the struggle she had when first brought to Nivek. He appeared meek and confused but, just as she had been, he was immediately thrown into training. A few times she had personally instructed the boy in saber combat. Before long, the child had imprinted on her in a way. Having apparently grown up in a rather harsh and volatile environment, Kuroth began to see Kiera as a savior of sorts, giving him the strength he needed to turn his pain into strength to never let it happen again. Eventually the boy refused to be trained by anyone else, following her around and even attempting to sneak into her barracks. The boy caught his fair share of beatings, even from her, but still he persisted.
Time moved on and both Kiera and Kuroth settled more comfortably into their skill sets. Being trained primarily by Kiera, the boy had become little more than an attack dog at this point, suffering from a severe case of stockholm syndrome and quite nearly falling in love with his captor, despite her constant abuse and torment. As they grew, so did the Endrum Collective, amassing quite a sum of money and a sizable force of Dark Jedi. Their name grew and the mercenary force became well known in their system and nearby systems. Just as talks of a growing Sith Order reached the planet, so did the Sith themselves. The Endrum Collective had proven itself a valuable asset but lacking the proper connections to really flourish. As such, a deal was struck and the collective was abolished, absorbed into the Sith Order.
Within only a year, Kiera's master Verux had worked his way into the Inner Sanctum, his knight at his side and her ward at her feet. The three each proved their worth in the proceeding months. Kiera quickly found herself on the invasion forces at the Jedi Temple of Rhen Var and even guarding a few peace negotiations between the Order and the Mandalorians. Her remarkable skills and talent quickly earned her the title Lady Sicaria and the identity of Kiera Senn was tossed aside forever.
Slowly, a rift began to form between Verux and Kiera. She began to grow tired of being trapped in his shadow as she felt she had come to be her own. Wishing his student to be subservient, Verux attempted to put her in line as he had always done and a struggle ensued. The scuffle ended with Kiera's saber through Verux's chest. In the proceeding years, Kiera found herself at the helm of several more invasion forces with her thrall at her heels. A string of victories and the trail of bodies at her feet soon garnered her great respect amongst the Order. With no attachment to any previous life, Kiera devoted herself entirely to the Order, feeling like a part of something bigger and greater than herself for once.
Roleplay Sample:
"Stand down." Verux ordered in his deep, raspy voice. "I've whipped you into submission before and I will do it again." He threatened.
"I'm not afraid of you any longer." Kiera's voice was cold, stern, and filed with malice. "Too long have I been your thrall. Too long have I taken your bullshit. It ends today." Her saber flashed to life next to her, illuminating the dim hallway in an eerie red glow.
A second saber ignited; Verux's. "I hope that's a threat you can back up."
Sparks crackled every which way as their blades clashed, making the room glow with magnificent fireworks. Again and again the two clashed in a flurry of blows, flipping and rolling every which way as their symmetrical styles providing a standstill. Caught in a deadlock, Kiera sneered at her mentor. "You wish to chain me and keep me as a dog!"
"You're nothing but an untrained mutt" Verux spat back. "I made you what you are!" Pushing back, Kiera fell to the ground. Her saber fell from her hand. Verux's saber raised high and came down, landing flat on her palm. The Force flowed freely through her outstretched arm and absorbed the energy of the saber, protecting her body from harm. In a moment of confusion, Verux faltered.
With her free hand, lightning arced forward and sent him reeling back. In a flash of movement, Kiera recovered and knelt down atop the chest of her opponent, saber held at his throat. "And I thank you for that." The retorted before dragging her blade and ending her former mentor's life.
Also, I'm aware of the extreme similarities between the history of this character and my old inactive one. I have no intentions of reactivating him and am considering this character a revamp/re-invisioning of him. Just clarifying in case it's brought up.
Name: Lady Sicaria - formerly Kiera Senn
Race: Human/Miraluka hybrid
Age: 36
Birthplace: Alpheridies
Allegiance: The Sith Order
Status: Sith Lord
Rank: Assassin
Height/Weight: 5' 2" 117 lbs.
Appearance:
Standing at five feet two inches and weighting about one hundred and seventeen pounds, Kiera's stature isn't that remarkable. Though thin, her body is comprised of toned muscle from an extensive exercise regimen. Her smooth skin has begun to turn pale due to corruption of the darkside and dark circles have formed around her eyes, though she masks this with a bit of smokey eyeliner and eyeshadow and an intimidating glare. The only other clear markings of her corruption are her seemingly neon white eyes.
Her raven black hair is parted entirely to the right and shaved on the left side down to the scalp, a crimson section highlighting the end of her bangs.. A series of indigo star tattoos trace up the side of her head, down her neck, and trails all the way down the left side of her body to her arm and foot. The tattoos stop at her left wrist though, as the bare prosthetic left hand obviously isn't an easily tattoo-able material.
Sicaria typically wears the usual black sith robes with a rather enticing plated outfit under, covering only her breasts, pelvic region, and up to her thighs in black cloth with steel plating. Under her hood, she hides her face behind a faceless mask, utilizing her innate force talents to see through the mask.
Personality: Kiera is a textbook sociopath displaying what could be considered "high marks" in each of the distinct characteristics. She has an almost complete inability to properly feel emotions such as love, compassion, kindness, generosity, mercy, warmth, guilt, remorse, or sadness. More negative emotions such as anger, jealousy, and her resounding hatred of everything flow with much more ease. In fact, her otherwise cold and distant demeanor can easily be broken with sudden and explosive bursts of aggression. When not particularly angry, a seething hatred of nearly everything seems to pepper into her voice as if she thinks she's better than just about everyone else, and she does.
Basic empathy and the capacity to feel kinship are also lacking. People are not allies and enemies but merely tools to be used, some more malleable than others. She has no problem stepping on toes and screwing people over to get what she wants and hastily disposes of individuals once they've outlived their use. When a subject proves to be exceptionally resistant, she resorts to mind tricks or even good old fashioned pain and conditioning to bend others to her will. A superficial charm and glibness accompany her condition.The world is hers for the taking and she's only steps away.
Along with her pent up aggression is a no-nonsense type of attitude. She does not respond well to humor and resorts to harsh punishments on only the first of offenses to ensure insubordination and failures are infrequent. When training, Kiera pulls no punches as she firmly believes the only proper way to teach someone is to hold nothing back, as a true opponent will not show the same courtesies.
Behind all this complex negativity is the mind of a dreamer, philosopher, and scholar. Her mind constantly rests on one question: Why? Though often considered a strange stance for someone aligned with something greater to have, Kiera questions everything. She does not follow The Order because she is told. She does so because she chooses to. This leads to a deep interest in scholarly things, such as the inner-workings of the Force and its specific applications and techniques. While she may not have a great deal of time to study, she enjoys it nonetheless.
As a dreamer, she can often be found drifting off into space and detaching herself from the moment when the situation allows for it. If left unchecked, her over-active imagination can create quite a weakness, but it can also be one of her biggest strengths as her mind is able to formulate plans and strategies on the fly.
Ships/Vehicles: Fury-Class Imperial Interceptor
Equipment:
Kiera's Lightsaber - The lightsaber wielded by Kiera was custom designed by her and improved upon over the years, creating quite a formidable weapon. The saber has a black hilt of about sixteen inches and is of the double blade variant with small windows around the emitter and vibrant red blades. When only a single blade is turned on, the slightly shortened hilt create what appears to be a single saber with a slightly elongated handle to allow for more room to grip and perform advanced techniques. The saber has a double phase setting that can extend the blade from 28" to 32". This double phase can only be activated when only a single blade is active, limiting the double blades to 28". Additionally the saber's hilt has a built in bio-reader, rendering it a hunk of metal in anyone else's hands.
Along with her saber, Kiera also carries 3 gas grenades, 2 ion grenades, 5 flashbang grenades, and 2 thermal detonators.
Stats:
Strength - Below Average
Agility - Superior
Intelligence - Above Average
Charisma - Average
Force Stats:
Telekinetic - Apprentice
Telepathic - Novice
Body - Expert
Sense - Master
Protection - Unskilled
Healing – Unskilled
Destruction - Expert
Combat Training:
General Unarmed Martial Arts - Adept
Force Training:
Force Sight - Mastered
Force Stealth - Expert
Other Training:
Stealth - Expert
Tracking/Hunting - Expert
Hacking - Adept
Sokan - Adept
Lightsaber Training:
Shii-Cho - Adept
Ataru - Expert
Double Bladed Combat - Master
Biography: Kiera was born to Miralukan female Serasana Senn and Human male Ezho Senn on the adopted homeworld of the Miraluka; Alpheridies. With a father who was an ex-member of the Jedi Order and a mother who was a proficient member of the Miralukan organization the Luka Sene, After years of dedicated and loyal service to the Jedi Order, Ezho had begun to disagree more and more with the Council's way of doing things with each passing decision. Though he held good intentions in his heart and remained a keeper of the peace, he left and took on the mantle of a Grey Jedi. With his time free, he decided to venture to Alpheridies to be with Serasana; a woman whom he had shared a brief moment of passion with during a mission of peace to the Miralukan homeworld.
it would seem that the girl was destined for greatness. Fortunately the only known complication in her birth was the lack of eyesight in her true eyes which ultimately would prove to be inconsequential as her Force Sight was as strong as any other Miraluka. From the young age of six, her parents trained her; her mother helping to strengthen her connection to the Force (and her sensory abilities) and her father providing a solid foundation in the art of lightsaber combat. Their intention was to shape their daughter into a powerful and confident warrior, free of allegiance, always taking the best interest of the galaxy to heart rather than any political motivations nor emotional attachment. It was not their intention to turn her into a living weapon but rather a hero like her father whom would fight for the greater good and defend the weak just as he had. Kiera was fated to be a defender of peace, justice, and equality, but these plans would go awry very quickly.
A rogue Dark Jedi known by Verux Roth would come to kidnap Kiera at the young and moderately defenseless age of nine. With the basics of lightsaber combat down and a strong connection to the Force, she was a perfect candidate for Verux's nefarious plans. The Dark Jedi had called the planet a temporary home for nearly four years, studying the youths of the Miraluka in secret in search of a suitable child, his ties to the force - and the dark side -remaining hidden with his skill in Force Stealth. Her parents were slain in the middle of the night, Verux creeping in silent as a cat and keeping the girl docile with a sedative-doused cloth. The Miralukans were none-the-wiser until it was too late. Kiera had vanished into the middle of the night. As she awoke, she was understandably shaken as she tried to grasp the harsh new reality she found herself in.
She was taken to the planet Nivek where a sizable yet relatively small organization of Dark Jedi resided. They called themselves the Endrum Collective and united under a metaphorical flag in hopes of growing and becoming a power in the world - at the very least a useful ieramercenary force in the galaxy - all in the name of money. Kiera had been abducted alongside a number of other children from various planets and backgrounds all with the intention of being turned into weapons at the group's disposal: Killing machines. The group's best Jedi were instructors for the children, the Miraluka Verux among them.
Training was done the old fashioned Sith way: Through pain and defeat. Time and time again Kiera was pushed to and even past her limits all in the name of strength and ultimately profit. Each training session was followed by a rigorous spar against her primary instructor Verux to display what she had learned, Verux refusing to hold back and just stopping short of killing the youth. While most of her training came from her immediate captor, she had her fair share of training with other members of the organization, all of whom taught her different principles, applications of the Force, and alternate forms of lightsaber combat. Each instructor and session was chosen and handpicked carefully for not only Kiera but for each of the captives, building on each one's personal strengths and helping to cover their weaknesses. With a strong connection to the sensory aspect of the Force and a pre-existing knowledge of basic lightsaber combat, Kiera's path was chosen early. Shee was to be an assassin, skilled in the arts of hunting, tracking, infiltration, stealth, and her speciality, anti-lightsaber warfare.
Verux provided a majority of her training. He helped strengthened Kiera's sensory abilities and taught her the Ataru and double blade forms - a specialty of Verux's. While these three skills alone would arguably be enough to create an efficient killer and duelist, her training was diversified by other instructors in other forms of combat and aspects of the force to varying degrees, applying different principles and techniques to her primary style, such as telekinetic force powers to provide mid-ranged support, and body-focused force powers to further cementing her skills as a proficient duelist.
The girl remained a recluse and spent most of her time in solitude. While most other captives turned to each other for comfort, Kiera refused to forge another connection with someone out of fear of them being ripped away from her just as her parents had. She looked to her own mind for comfort and, when allowed a small number of possessions, found a love for music.
Conditioned to be an assassin, she was also trained in the arts of stealth, infiltration, and tracking. Her sensory skills as a well-trained Miraluka provided the know-how to track her targets. A foundation in stealth needed to be built. At first, the girl received no training in this field. Instead, she often went unfed and was forced to sneak around the camp to find food. At first her attempts went understandably bad as she was caught time and time again by the guards, beaten as a punishment and thrown back in his chambers. But over the years, she learned the ins-and-outs of stealth; how to move without making a sound, how to stick to the shadows, and how to use distractions and deception to bypass guards. It was only when she had firmly built a solid foundation that her formal stealth training began, including the art of hacking to disable electronic defenses and the ability to entirely conceal her connection to the Force, making her a deadly adversary for even most Jedi.
Lightsaber forms were learned the hard way. Forms were briefly practiced before she was thrown into sparring matches against masters of the respective styles. Her early sessions were often likened to a bully beating the new kid with a stick - even deemed outright abuse. But the technique proved effective as being struck by every move in the book taught her how to deal with them aside from her more practical training in their usage. Force training included telekinetic exercises (lifting, holding, throwing, catching, and deflecting objects), impossible obstacle courses that warranted generous use of techniques such as Force Speed and Force Jump, and unforgiving tracking missions, being thrown into the wilderness and given a target to hunt down, informed that her target is the only source of food and water for miles.
Throughout her training, Kiera was pushed towards the Dark Side of the Force intentionally. The brutal training was indeed meant to push her to her limits in order to physically strengthen her, but it was also intended to push her to the limits of her aggression. It was during a training session with Verux that Kiera first began her descent into the Dark Side at the age of thirteen after losing her left hand, utilizing the iconic Force Lightning in an attempt to lash out and harm her abusive captor. The attempt proved futile as Verux's own skill was still miles ahead of the girl at this point in her life, but the damage had been done. Kiera had taken her first step into the Dark Side: Temptation. Her descent continued throughout the years as Verux and the other Dark Jedi continued to push, abuse, and torment her, eventually leading her all the way to the path of submission. Kiera began to accept the Dark Side as a useful and powerful tool that would one day come in handy, her intentions and motivations a conflicting mess of selfishness and a longing for freedom. Her hand was replaced with a fitted prosthetic, naturally.
As their connection to the Dark Side grew, the captives were often pitted against one another in staged incidents. Something would go missing, a personal effect would be damaged, or a meal would be taken. Whatever it was, it wasn't hard to start a fight between the captives. These were seen as impromptu training exercises and made sure only the strongest of the strong remained. Survival of the fittest at its best. It was during one of these fights - at the young age of 15 - that Kiera would make her first kill and complete her fall into the Dark Side through submission. Another captive who coincidentally had in fact actually stolen one of her meals was beaten to death. Before she knew it. Kiera's knuckles were covered in his blood, the ground stained beneath his head. There were little repercussions as her captors knew the act had strengthened her. It was then that it clicked in Kiera's head and she knew just how easy it was to take a life.
As his training progressed and the organization began to feel their weapon was starting to reach the pique of her capabilities. Soon, she could run miles faster and jump feet higher than most of the other captives, save for those who had received similar training. Soon she began to outshine not only the other "weapons" but many of the instructors. It was Verux who kept her in line with a regular dose of punishment.
With her training largely complete, her name was added to the roster of "weapons" at the organization's disposal at the age of 19. Requests and credits came in and Kiera was put to work. Her tasks often included infiltration in order to acquire some great wealth, technology, or secrets for an interested party but, for the most part, she was hired as an assassin as intended. Ambassadors, Jedi, politicians, and wealthy aristocrats fell to her blade as well as unfair merchants, recipients of long-bred grudges, and common rabble with enemies in the wrong places. A hooded face, a light foot, a keen eye, and a casual demeanor kept her identity from becoming more than a half remembered party guest, a horrid composite sketch, or an out of focus image on a security cam. As a show of "good faith" as they called it. 10% of the profits she brought in were given to her but, without a real desire for material wealth, the money was saved and used as emergency funds during her extended travels. Many times, she considered the prospect of running and disappearing into the stars on one of her jobs, but she had grown to know no other life. With her parents gone, she had nothing else to go to. A life of belonging seemed leagues better than an empty life alone with no meaning or purpose. Over the years, her attitude towards her captors would change and soon, she would find herself an abductor and instructor.
At the age of 25, a young boy by the name of Kuroth was brought into the camp. Only 9, Kiera was reminded of the struggle she had when first brought to Nivek. He appeared meek and confused but, just as she had been, he was immediately thrown into training. A few times she had personally instructed the boy in saber combat. Before long, the child had imprinted on her in a way. Having apparently grown up in a rather harsh and volatile environment, Kuroth began to see Kiera as a savior of sorts, giving him the strength he needed to turn his pain into strength to never let it happen again. Eventually the boy refused to be trained by anyone else, following her around and even attempting to sneak into her barracks. The boy caught his fair share of beatings, even from her, but still he persisted.
Time moved on and both Kiera and Kuroth settled more comfortably into their skill sets. Being trained primarily by Kiera, the boy had become little more than an attack dog at this point, suffering from a severe case of stockholm syndrome and quite nearly falling in love with his captor, despite her constant abuse and torment. As they grew, so did the Endrum Collective, amassing quite a sum of money and a sizable force of Dark Jedi. Their name grew and the mercenary force became well known in their system and nearby systems. Just as talks of a growing Sith Order reached the planet, so did the Sith themselves. The Endrum Collective had proven itself a valuable asset but lacking the proper connections to really flourish. As such, a deal was struck and the collective was abolished, absorbed into the Sith Order.
Within only a year, Kiera's master Verux had worked his way into the Inner Sanctum, his knight at his side and her ward at her feet. The three each proved their worth in the proceeding months. Kiera quickly found herself on the invasion forces at the Jedi Temple of Rhen Var and even guarding a few peace negotiations between the Order and the Mandalorians. Her remarkable skills and talent quickly earned her the title Lady Sicaria and the identity of Kiera Senn was tossed aside forever.
Slowly, a rift began to form between Verux and Kiera. She began to grow tired of being trapped in his shadow as she felt she had come to be her own. Wishing his student to be subservient, Verux attempted to put her in line as he had always done and a struggle ensued. The scuffle ended with Kiera's saber through Verux's chest. In the proceeding years, Kiera found herself at the helm of several more invasion forces with her thrall at her heels. A string of victories and the trail of bodies at her feet soon garnered her great respect amongst the Order. With no attachment to any previous life, Kiera devoted herself entirely to the Order, feeling like a part of something bigger and greater than herself for once.
Roleplay Sample:
"Stand down." Verux ordered in his deep, raspy voice. "I've whipped you into submission before and I will do it again." He threatened.
"I'm not afraid of you any longer." Kiera's voice was cold, stern, and filed with malice. "Too long have I been your thrall. Too long have I taken your bullshit. It ends today." Her saber flashed to life next to her, illuminating the dim hallway in an eerie red glow.
A second saber ignited; Verux's. "I hope that's a threat you can back up."
Sparks crackled every which way as their blades clashed, making the room glow with magnificent fireworks. Again and again the two clashed in a flurry of blows, flipping and rolling every which way as their symmetrical styles providing a standstill. Caught in a deadlock, Kiera sneered at her mentor. "You wish to chain me and keep me as a dog!"
"You're nothing but an untrained mutt" Verux spat back. "I made you what you are!" Pushing back, Kiera fell to the ground. Her saber fell from her hand. Verux's saber raised high and came down, landing flat on her palm. The Force flowed freely through her outstretched arm and absorbed the energy of the saber, protecting her body from harm. In a moment of confusion, Verux faltered.
With her free hand, lightning arced forward and sent him reeling back. In a flash of movement, Kiera recovered and knelt down atop the chest of her opponent, saber held at his throat. "And I thank you for that." The retorted before dragging her blade and ending her former mentor's life.
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