Averia

[Apillis]

"Life has no meaning. Each of us has meaning and we bring it to life. It is a waste to be asking the question when you are the answer." ~ Joseph Campbell

Name: Averia
Race: Strata (Father: Human) (clicky)
Age: 52
Birthplace: Khardus (clicky)

Allegiance: None
Status: Warden of the Sky, Stellar Mythic (Battle Mythic (Scout)), Fringer
Rank: Master - Force Adept

Height: 5'7"
Weight: 122lbs.
Appearance: An incredibly pulchritudinous lass with a pale complexion, brilliant vivid blue eyes, her facial features are soft and angular, while to human reckoning appearing much younger than her actual age, and her visage said to be identical to her mother's. Her asymmetrical silky, light pinkish hair hangs down below the shoulder with her bangs rakishly parted to the right. She has a very lean, slim physique, something only obtained from immense athleticism and training for swiftness and nimble, adroit movements. Her extreme dexterity can be observed even just the simplest motions having certain fluidity to her every action. If one were to look at her hands though, they would take note of just how immensely calloused they are from extensive martial training throughout her life.

Often seen wearing a white sleeveless Laitra split tail kama around her slim waist and tunic clasped shut just under her chest with her former rank pauldron on her left shoulder with a red shoulder cape; and a black sleeveless zip up turtle neck half shirt under her tunic. Also wears tan colored flight pants with the pant legs tucked into her pair of dark brown knee high leather boots. On her hands she wears a pair of black leather fingerless gloves with metal knuckles and at the back of the gloves a rectangular metal plate that spans the back of either hand. On her chest over her heart she has a Laitra bloodline crest tattooed; and at her navel she has a small navel ring piercing. Strapped to her left thigh is a small ammo pouch which is also attached to her belt that is fastened snugly around her tiny waist. Lastly, she has the brand of an old Laitra bloodline tattooed on her chest just above her left breast, which looks akin to a a rose with an eye with several black arrows branching from it.

Holstered across the back of her waist is a Laitra military issue "Vorte" revolver, and attached to the holster is the sheath to her unique Mythic ceremonial sword, which is naturally sheathed. Her Laitra military issue vibroknife she keeps sheathed along side the ammo pouch that is strapped to her left thigh.

By all appearances she would look like a mere ex-military fringer or spacer wandering through a spaceport, and for all intents and purposes, in a way, that is precisely what she is. Though, during the rare occasion that she is to attend a more formal setting, where a sensible and/or fashionable dress code is applied, she has a tendency to wear men's fashions--oft their more expensive lines. Normally by the sight of her as she wanders the void among the hardened spacers, fringers, and scum of the galaxy, one would never suspect her to be someone with an eye for fashion. But in truth, while she does not bring attention to it, when out there wandering and scouting the space lanes or those that have yet to be mapped, she does observe the current "it" styles of varying cultures.

Laitra Military Images: Image 1 Image 2 Image 3 Image 4
Formal Wear: Image 1

Personality: The amount of pride Averia has within herself cannot be understated, she carries herself with a sense of dignity and poise. She likes to--if nothing else at least appear as though she is a collected individual. So she keeps a constant stoic front to help maintain that air of composure and measure of collected countenance. She has an intense blue-eyed gaze, and in way it helps her maintain a level of appearance of equanimity or at least unflappable composure.

But the reality is much different beyond what can be usually observed on the surface, she has a very sharp volatility to her when her sense of morality or justice has been offended or when she or someone cares for has been wronged directly. Her passions flare and she can become incredibly temperamental and violent. Among the Laitra she was cold and detached, she was trained to be and in a way she had to be--she had to distance herself within the toxic socio-political environment that culture generated. But when she learned to connect herself to what was going on, combined with the naturally volatile nature of her kind's being and the dark training in the Force she had received, she discovered just how out-of-control she truly was without ever having a real understanding for it before.

In many ways she both finds it liberating and freeing, but also she is terrified by how powerfully her more violent and temperamental impulses can grab hold of her beyond her control. She struggles constantly from within to maintain her self-control, because experiencing such passions after years of detachment makes it a challenge of great severity. Therefore, all things coming full circle she wears her mask of stoicism to at least appear she as though she is in constant control over herself, and thus carries herself with a certain elegance.

But her anger with an impulse for vengeance--it is always there... waiting for an unguarded moment...

Yet... Averia, perhaps taking a little bit after her father, ever remains a hopeful person. Hoping to become more than the sum of her heritage, it is a struggle--it will always be a struggle. But that is life, life is hard. And while life in of itself may not have any meaning, but that is only so long if she gives it none herself. Since she had left behind her life among her people within Laitra society to go out and take on the nomadic life style that her father possessed, which is that of the Wardens of the Sky. She found herself continuously not just learning ideals and philosophies and finding new moral groundings and new causes to fight for, but more than that the life she had begun leading was philosophy in action. It is one thing to talk about it, but it is another to actually live it--prove it true. And more did she find the pretense of one philosophy being more true than others to be self-involved and obtusely limiting, seeing greater wisdom in taking on the philosophies of numerous cultures rather than just adhering solely to the one she grew up with.

In her hope to prove to herself to being more than what she is, a species driven by volatile impulse. She seeks to do so by taking on causes that she believes are just and righteous within the anonymity and vastness of space, while taking on learning from cultures she otherwise would have never seen had she continued limiting herself to the Laitra's vicious social Darwinist socio-political industrialist society combined with dark cultural and militaristic philosophies. There is always more out there to learn beyond the confines one is born within. In spite of her impulsive anger being one of her greatest faults, she hopes to reach beyond that nature. Though half of her being maybe Laitra, half of her is also human. Having been raised within Laitra socitey--she learned well what it means to be Laitra, and so she wonders if in her seeking to become more than what she is, if that is what it means to be human.

Ships/Vehicles:

Equipment:

• "Vorte" Revolver (Laitra military issue)
  
• Vibroknife (Laitra military issue)
  
• Mechanic's kit/toolbox
  
• Slicing/Programming kit
  

Mythic Staff: A nicely polished and furnished wooden six foot staff twisted vine and wood, really when she made it she was seeking to give it a more natural and archaic look. In a certain way she thought of it as heralding to her ancestors before they became technologically driven society. But truth be told she never carries or uses the thing, it is more decorative as she keeps it stored within her quarters.

Mythic Sword: Averia's sword, a very heavy and dense blade she is seldom seen without. While she utilized the Mythic's forging methods, it was her Laitra heritage's designs she used to create the blade with. Elaborate and decorative crossguard and pommel with a plush, lavish red fabric hilt, while the long single-edged blade is think and wide for devastating cutting power.

Stats: (Feeble, Below Average, Average, Above Average, Superior, Legendary)

Strength - Below Average
Agility - Legendary
Intelligence - Above Average
Charisma - Below Average

Force Stats: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)

Telekinetic- Adept
Telepathic- Apprentice
Body- Master
Sense- Master
Protection- Novice
Healing– Novice
Destruction– Adept


Combat Training: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Martial Arts - Expert
Swords - Master
Pole-arms - Expert
Small Arms (Firearms) - Adept

Force Training:
Projected Fighting - Adept
Force Body - Adept
Force Comprehension - Master

Mythic Training-
Levikinesis - Expert

Other Training:
Slicing - Apprentice
Programming (Droid, Starship, Security, Navigational, etc Systems) - Apprentice
Mechanics (Starships, Droids, Computers, etc) - Adept
Piloting - Expert


Lightsaber Training:

Shii-Cho- N/A
Makashi- N/A
Soresu- N/A
Ataru- N/A
Shien/Djem So- N/A
Niman- N/A
Juyo- N/A
Double Bladed Combat- N/A

Password: Vornskr

Bio:

A Child Born in the Sky

"The black moment is the moment when the real message of transformation is going to come. At the darkest moment comes the light." ~ Joseph Campbell

While those aware of certain realities of Averia, most believe what shaped her was the truth of her parents. Her father was a man named Aaron Venness, largely believed to be one of the mythical 'Wardens of the Sky' and him particularly said to be the fabled 'Nova' among certain fringer elements. While her mother was a Laitra, Elysis, who was once renowned individual not just to the Laitra themselves, but somewhat ironically considering Laitra/Republic history, she was also considered to be a highly respected figure to the Republic, more specifically to the Jedi Order if only to pile on a little more of the kind of irony to her own legend. However, Nova was a nomadic individual like the vast majority of Wardens in general; and somewhat against the grain of her own kind, who are a more stationary people, Elysis like Nova was quite nomadic often succumbing to wanderlust.

The Laitra are a severe people, and a culture of Force-sensitives whose ways surround a terrifying methodology of patience. Their longevity grants them time and a seeming natural patience with it, for time is a very different thing for them. A human and Laitra child born on the same day by the time the Laitra child reaches the latter end of their adolescence, the human that was born on the same day as her will be elderly. A month for a human, a Laitra barely even notices--whereas a year for human will feel little more than like a few days or week to a Laitra. A century gone by for a human is an entire lifetime, while for the Laitra it's essentially no more than like a decade gone past. Time is relative, and the urgency humans feel within their lifespans is not shared in the least by Laitra. Thus the amount of apparent patience they possess simply by default in comparison to what a human possesses is enormous. And they deviously are willing to utilize this as a weapon. If a Laitra and human find themselves as rivals, why fight them when you can simply out live them and then dance on their grave and just claim all they have without ever really having lift a finger?

How that factors into their culture as Force-sensitives is that such cultures tend find themselves in the more arcane dynamics, while perhaps not necessarily completely shunning technology (like some) but otherwise not relying on it or being dependent on it, even perhaps looking down their nose at it in one way or another. Notable exceptions are relatively few such as the Jedi and the Sith, but even they tend to be split between a duality of the indifferent and those who embrace it. However, the most notable exceptions are the Wardens of the Sky and the Laitra, the Wardens as they rely heavily upon technology, for to even accomplish their mission as a Force order, they need technology--as they are charged to traverse and wander the infinite sky protecting it from tyranny. For the Laitra it is different, they are builders, creators. The Sith who enjoy technology do so for its power of expansion and the strength it can grant their armies as well as the destructive power often attributed to it, whereas for the Jedi the peace one can find by focusing the mind on the complexities of technological advances can be a precious thing. For the Laitra it is all of those things at once.

Creation is often seen as an attribute of the light, but as the Laitra often prove as well as any Sith, before creating a foundation must be laid, which is only ever done through destruction to varying degrees pending what is being built. Focusing the mind to building and finding peace in that is dependent upon intention, and for the Laitra their intentions were always purely self-serving looking only for angles to best benefit themselves. The greater they can expand the more they can control, expanding their empire to even the heavens above where technology was the only bridge to bring them or anyone there. Consolidating all that power the shear destruction that can be unleashed to those who exist as obstacles to their agenda can be laid to waste. Through mass expansion via creation great devastation and destruction can be achieved, and in that lay immense power as much can continue to be built upon the destruction they continued to create in a repetitive cycle. Understanding that reality is what drove them as a people of builders, and with their longevity they are afforded much time to accomplish such goals to see their vision through.

And that is the cultural environment that Averia was raised in...

What brought Nova and Elysis together is something open to debate, but the understanding is it was their natural curiosity for the other that grew into something more for one another. Nova over many years of travel and exposure to other cultures of the Force absorbed their lessons and philosophies, which granted him a unique perspective and method of utilizing the Force. Elysis on the other hand is an oddity among her own people do to her nomadic ways, but she accumulates knowledge and connections across the galaxy wherever she can find them to benefit her people, more so since her departure from the Jedi do to her 'fall' in more recent years.

Averia's family life is a complicated one, born within the Laitra city, Khardus, Elysis wanted her only daughter to be surrounded by her people. Respecting these wishes Nova went along with Elysis' desires, despite being uncomfortable given how... toxic... the socio-political environment is within the Laitra culture. For the time of her pregnancy and Averia's toddler years, Elysis remained within Laitra space avoiding the Jedi Order to whom she was still apart of, for she did not want to give up the resources she had as a Jedi, but also wanted raise Averia. Laitra can be surprisingly very devoted and loving mothers, which seems very contradictory when compared to the vicious and decadent nature of their complex social and political structure of their culture. Albeit, once their child becomes an adolescent, that loving, nurturing mothering side of themselves suddenly vanishes and they turn their back on their child, pretty much throwing them to the wolves to fend for themselves, sink or swim.

When Averia was little, past her toddler years, Elysis--reluctantly became scarce, and it was Nova who primarily raised her from that point on. Elysis' absence was largely out of her duty to the Jedi, while also attempting to fulfill her perceived obligations to her people--the Laitra, leaving little time for Averia. While simultaneously Nova was becoming more and more restless, desiring to fulfill his duties as a Warden of the Sky, but leaving meant having to take Averia with him, which in turn meant Elysis would seldom if at all be able to see her daughter again. Legacy means much to a Laitra, and Elysis would utterly lose it if she did not get to spend at least the amount of time she had with her only child--and likely the only one she will ever get to have given how low the Laitra's fertility rate is.

By the time Averia turned eight years old, a compromise was reached between Nova and Elysis, which is they would enroll Averia into the Laitra military academy. That way, Averia would continue being raised surrounded by Laitra culture--in fact she would be steeped in it within one of their military academies, but also parents with children enrolled in the academies are free to visit them at leisure. Thus, Nova and Elysis when they have a break from their respective duties and obligations can spend time with their beloved daughter.

Nova's influence in Averia's life waned more and more, despite his attempts to be apart of it whenever he could. Though she was being trained in the Force from an early age similar to Jedi and some Sith had been, for the Laitra's military academies naturally they are quite militaristic. Where some Laitra thrive on their tenacious volatility, what students within the academies are taught is apathy and detachment. Many mistake Jedi teachings of letting go of emotions to be detachment, in spite of actually being lessons of quelling passions for a more serene mind, which is not the same thing. What the Laitra teach their military academy students from an early age is severing their volatility to replace it with apathy. They still experience and at times struggle with their more spiteful impulses--they may even be influenced by them in spite of their more apathetic dispositions that they had been trained to take on. But the constant they are trained to maintain is a continuous severance of strong emotion for apathy.

Trained with melee weapons, especially bladed weapons such as swords, and taught how to kill with brutal efficiency with such weapons, combined with the apathy they are taught, they become quite cold figures. The sum of this equates leading them in a very dark path of killing without mercy or remorse or regret, no second thoughts, they are nearly cold as the sentinel droid units they are also trained to command. It is this sort of training and way of living that really defined Averia's early life. Slowly watching what his daughter was being trained in becoming Nova was more and more disturbed by it. But any attempt to remove her from the academy he knew would not end well, not for him, not for Averia, and despite his disapproval of Elysis by that point for seeing what the Laitra military academies teach and do, he could not bring himself to betray her as he still loved her, even though he was not certain if such feelings were mutual by this point as time and distance between them grew. It lead him to visit Averia less and less as it was too painful to see what she was becoming. While on the other hand, Elysis' presence within Averia's life was a constant, even though Averia was unaware of it for the vast majority of the time.

Averia's potential talent and ability was quite high, and showed in the course of her training, she earned her accolades. And she made her skill understood and known when the opportunity arose, and her instructors were quick to note that prowess was above most of the other students. But this where politics and social standing of Laitra society begun to intercede. For normally a student showing the amount of power and ability Averia could display as a preteen, she would be moved to the military academy in Grautus for more advance training, however as much influence as Elysis wields, her detractors do not want her to gain more. And a potential added ally and perhaps even successor to Elysis was seen as a dangerous prospect to them. Thus those detractors made certain Averia would not advance as would be expected with a child of her caliber. So in spite of Averia's talent there was a very brief time she did not progress within the Laitra military academic systems as Elysis assumed her daughter would.

But it was during one of Elysis' visits to the Khardus military academy she inquired to her daughter why she had not yet been transferred to the Grautus military academy with the handful of other students who showed as much aptitude as her. The young girl admitted that she did not know in spite of her efforts, she had thus far continued to be overlooked for advancement. Elysis found this suspicious, and for good reason within Laitra society, she wasted no time in make inquiries starting naturally with the instructors. While they attempted to give her the run around, it was clear what was going on--there were interests working against her, and stalling Averia's progression as a means to hinder a possible future of Averia working with her mother to consolidate influential power.

What needs to be understood within their society is nuance. While true that title means very little when compared to the power of influence itself within their society, but there are methods of creating dynasties, which in effect are Laitra lineages who networked their influence to pass on to their descendants, thus in a way become faux-fiefdoms. There are no provinces or lands or serfs of one's estate to inherit in the Laitra's current condition. However, the power of influence one has amassed is available to be passed onto a successor (so long as the successor had not usurped it from them first), and though with the nature of Laitra society questioning whether said successor is up to task (or even earned the right) to fill their predecessor's shoes thus placed into a position of fighting an uphill battle, nevertheless--when properly implemented within Laitra society it is a very powerful asset. More so when the successor has been set on a pathway to amass their own sway within Laitra society to which they can consolidate when stepping into their predecessor's position. Quite simplistically they call this 'bloodlines', the most powerful example of which is the bloodline of Valuris, the first empress who made the Laitra a powerful empire at one time that  had carried on for thousands of years, which was upheld by her succeeding daughters. The older established bloodlines oft have brands associated with them, and many Laitra and Strata tend to have them tattooed somewhere on their body. When Elysis showed the brand of the bloodline Averia descends from when she was a little girl, later in her life as an adolescent--in spite of knowing very little about the bloodline, Averia had it tattooed on her chest over her heart more out of pride that she even comes from a bloodline.

Elysis' rivals feared that she was seeking to established a new bloodline with Averia, ignorant to the fact Elysis herself was already of an old bloodline that she had already intended in seeing through for Averia to be apart of upon the girl solidifying herself; and the Laitra military is a strong foundation in which to begin accomplishing just that. Elysis' rivals were seeking to hinder her plans before they could reach the totality of their fruition by striking at Averia while she is vulnerable. Elysis knew what was happening upon the revelation of Averia's instructors playing at being ignorant or coy with her. And while outright killing another Laitra is not only against the law but looked down upon overall (even if the killing is justified) do to the Laitra's being on the verge of extinction. However, that is not to say it is not done. One simply has to be smart about it and do it indirectly through numerous proxies, and make certain a body is never found, thus disintegrations typically become the modus operandi or even a more simplistic means of tossing the target out into the void of space. If done right, no one will be sure anything was done at all, aside from the victim's disappearance. Give them a reason not to care, and a blind eye will be turned even if the reality is suspected or even known. No proof, no one cares. And during an interval of time of a couple months after that visit Elysis made to the Khardus military academy, there were suddenly several unexplained and undetermined disappearances among the more influential Laitra circles. Funny enough around that same time Averia was transferred with the other advanced students to the Grautus military academy for more indepth training.

But such is the way of how things operate within Laitra society...

Albeit it is much different for those being trained within the military academies. It is not so much they are spared from it all, for as explained Averia while unwittingly was experiencing it first hand (which is often how it tends to be if done right). But they typically wind up being shielded from it in their teenage years and are far more sheltered. Most Laitra and even Strata pending their "father" species, often wind up being tossed out to strive on their own--as mentioned--sink or swim. This is the opportunity for them to begin seeking to make something of themselves or suffer the oppressive crush of Laitra society stuck drowning within its pitiless "plebeian lifestyle". Those within the military academies on the other hand are essentially trained like "war-priestesses". The immediate thought this conjures is often Jedi (or female Jedi in the Laitra's case), but it is quite different. What Jedi are taught is self-control, many mistake they seek to abstain from emotion, when the reality is they seek to gain control over their emotions via equanimity which is a much different thing. The apathy the students are taught is a true severance of emotion--to kill without feeling is a twisted path to walk, it is genuine sociopathy in fact. But they believed this was the perfect means in which to experience the Force, and harness the power of the dark side.

All things end in death both in war and the dark side. The dark side in their eyes is akin to the vacuum of space and an event horizon. The darkness is infinite--as infinite and vast as space, no matter how bright a light may shine, it dies eventually. A star can supernova and within the infinity of space it can go utterly unnoticed. When it expresses its power through an event horizon it consumes not only stars but entire systems, and there some event horizons said to be so great to be able to devour entire galaxies. These are the ultimate natural powers within the universe: the emptiness of space and event horizons. The Force is nature, its existence is the infinity of space and everything within it--making it the one true metaphysical power within the universe. How can this not be respected and revered? To the Laitra and their Strata offspring it is a disservice not to, and where their inner-darkness separates from the Sith lies in that the Sith believe to be master over the Force when, but it is such a grand power beyond comprehension, to the Laitra is an arrogance of its own kind to believe oneself to be master of it.

While the dark side can be measured, expressed, and even directly experienced by way of one's passions and impulses, such as rage, hatred, fear, lust--the baser and more primal emotions. They were not desirable traits the Laitra wanted within their military personnel. A notable exception is perhaps the great Laitra General Hrist who acted near thoroughly only through dark primal impulses, and was exceptionally powerful--on the whole those were traits that the Laitra viewed as dangerous for their soldiery to engage in. They wanted calculation and rationale more than anything within their soldiers. It was this ideal that largely shaped Averia for many years.

What the Grautus military academy spawned was not only their overall elite soldiery but also more specifically an elite unit known as "Inquisitors", which many mistake to be like some form of investigator or spy or emissary of some sort. Investigation they did, but only to fulfill the purpose of the elimination of the Laitra's opposition. Essentially the Inquisitors were the Laitra's wetwork units, outsiders see them as essentially being assassins or if nothing else--militaristic death-squads. But in the eyes of the Laitra/Strata, they are hunters, frontier units charged with investigating and eliminating anything that threatens the security of their cities; and by elimination--it is certainly within a finality context. They are noted for outright killing pirates, outlaws, or fringer factions and individuals seen in their eyes to be threats to the Laitra's interests and/or peace and prosperity. But their purpose is not so linear, for most of the time what they are eliminating are mundane things such as mynocks and their nests, or the vastly more dangerous exogorths and their space worm cousins. Do to the Sith having fled into the Unknown Regions a few times, their 'Leviathan' creatures on occasion have drifted into Laitra space, which it is the Inquisitors who are charged with hunting down and killing such monsters.

It was the Inquisitor unit that Averia was trained to becoming. With the amount of death their duties entailed, in spite of outsiders seeing them as brutally efficient killers. The Laitra saw them as something comparable to 'death goddess priestesses' if the dark side of the Force could be seen as something of a 'death goddess'. But that is a very rudimentary explanation for something with a far greater breath and depth of significance. They were the most 'holistic' of the varying units of the Laitra military. Taught to willing give and even sacrifice themselves to the dark side, and give into the totality of the infinity of the dark side--letting its existence to draw them in, so they may tap into its power to unsettling degrees. By giving themselves over the dark side peacefully, letting the cold severity of death wash over them, severing themselves from emotion and empathy desensitized them from the shock of death and brutality of combat. Essentially numbing them to combat and warfare to make them more efficient warriors unencumbered by hesitations and second guessing via emotional influence. While in the eyes of outsiders this is seen as essentially being sociopathic professional killers, for the Laitra it is a pure state of being by mimicking the cold and indifferent severity of the dark side in all of its infinite grandeur.

While Jedi may meditate to empty themselves of their baser passions and primal impulses for greater clarity to touch upon the light. The Laitra soldiers, and to much more immense extents the Inquisitors do exactly the same only with the express intent to let in the dark side allowing it to consume them. Those within the military academies are taught this starting immediately, and in the case of Averia this was being taught to her since she was eight years old. By her preteen years it was taken to more severe levels, but it was by the time she was sixteen she was being taught the Inquisitors form of meditation.

But these were merely the first steps toward walking the dark side's path within Laitra military culture. It was that same year she was being taken on missions with an Inquisitor instructor and other students to become the same. The missions entailed going after pirates and outlaw outfits within Laitra space, and their purpose was to slaughter them all with only their swords. The students who died naturally did not make the cut, or were severely wounded would abandoned, and left to fend for themselves or die. Only the best would return as being seen understanding the dark side's power best and having heeded their martial lessons most of all. While this may promote backstabbing one's rivals, such a thing within the Laitra military is nothing shy of treason, an executable offense. While socio-political backstabbing is expected within Laitra culture in general is expected, but contradictorily it is detested within their military (and law enforcement, too), for to maintain a professional and cohesive military backstabbing one another for personal gain is viewed as counter-productive.

Averia had numerous close calls on these missions, but managed to survive each one. But the loss of friends and allies often through ignoble means truly cemented the apathy and the lessons of her instructors of essentially sacrificing oneself and ones ego to the dark side as an accepted wisdom to press on and accomplish what was expected of her. Pain is a distraction and she needed to quash it, sever it--essentially kill it, and the further she accepted the void--the more she found she could relegate the significance the pain she suffered both physically and mentally. The darkness is not only chaos but it is also stillness, and by seeking to forge that stillness within herself she could eliminate outside distractions from her impeding her mission, goals and agenda.

While other teens, Laitra and Strata (to a lesser extent) were left to fend for themselves live or die out on the streets, Averia as a military student, especially within the Grautus military academy being trained to be an Inquisitor, she was repeatedly being placed within training missions that were nothing shy of life threatening. Within Laitra society and culture, no one has it easy--much is expected for one within their domain to succeed and thrive. However, the lifestyles between those raised within the military and on the streets of the Laitra cities are a stark contrast.

While those struggling to survive out on their own in Laitra society, those like Averia were within the confines of the military academy when not on assignment or training, and enjoyed the security of three square meals a day, a warm bed to sleep in, and extensive education in operating technology, piloting various ships, indepth training into droid, computer, and security operation, maintenancing, programming, and slicing. Being granted many educational tools that would serve them well inside and outside of the military. Albeit, that is all so long as one can survive the assignments and training themselves. After all, nothing in Laitra society is free, one would be immensely hard pressed to find charity among the Laitra or the Strata. One has to earn what they receive or can obtain.

The martial training that military students are given delves heavily in the Force, while utilizing sword and unarmed combat quite a bit. Blasters are used some, but are looked down upon in lieu of melee weaponry and unarmed combat being more effective against other Force adepts, while also being more sound to use while aboard space ships and space stations--stray blaster bolts or bullets can prove to be disastrous, whereas the Force can be controlled and contained and melee weapons and unarmed combat any such concerns are a non-issue. But where their training in the Force really extends with manipulating the prowess and strength of their physical form. The Laitra maybe exceptionally agile above that of a human, but do to their heavy reliance of technology and the Force as a species, they are not as physically strong. So the best means to supplement it is ironically the very thing that made them physically weaker as a species over numerous evolutionary generations, which is technology and most of all the Force. Through the Force not only can their enhance their movements and agility beyond their already highly adroit means, but also while physically weaker than humans, they can bridge that gap and even surpass them by leaps and bounds through the Force, and while for the common Laitra and Strata it may an issue, for those with extensive military training like Averia--they can not only bridge the gap but instead utterly remove it enhancing their strength to such extremes through the Force they can rival even a wookiee.

Telekinetics was something else often instructed to the military students of the academies, some took to it more than others. Averia like many students saw it as an effective means of containment and controlling a battlefield, thereby delving into its study quite a bit. But for Averia perceptions through the Force meant more to her, and though it was secondary to the enormity of her training through altering, enhancing, and expanding upon what her body was capable of, she sought further to expand what she perceived. The reason was quite practical, the more she could sense what was around her and more importantly perceive what her opponent was doing, sense and feel out their movements, see the patterns in their actions and technique--the more she could not only effectively defeat them but the more she could learn and expand upon her own combat prowess. Much of her time in training was spent feeling out every aspect of her instructors movements, their stances, their poses, their techniques, their speed and strength behind every action, and over time learning to mimic them in order to enhance her own ability.

Her skill with a blade was more than what was expected of a Laitra/Strata soldier meeting the requirements and standards set for Inquisitor units, but where she excelled to increasingly astounding levels over the years was her hand to hand combat ability. Though her hand to hand combat skill was near perfection in the eyes of her instructors, when on assignment she always utilized her sword the most. The reasoning was a deception, why reveal one's greatest strength to the enemy when one can gain a decisive upper-hand via surprising them with it? It is much in the same light as when two enemy soldiers find themselves facing each other without their weapons, except one has a conceal knife--the soldier with the knife does not want his opponent to know he has it, and will keep it concealed until the moment a decisive blow can be delivered with it. It is simply the practicality of deceptive tactics on the battlefield, feigning to be weaker or concealing one's upper-hand for a greater advantage later on in combat.

However, always did they train to draw strength in the Force through the dark side of the Force, and Averia was no exception in this regard. It was what she taught from the onset of her training. It was not matter of just letting the void of the dark side pull them in, that was merely a foundation. The training of literally slaughtering pirates and outlaw outfits was more than merely a training tool and desensitizing method, it was also a religious in which to experience and feed upon the emptiness of death felt through the dark side itself. When the slaughter was complete, and all lay dead, they would then kneel by their slain victims and meditate on their lifeless existence through the Force, experiencing the hallowed presence of death via the dark side found within it. It was a sacred rite for the Laitra and Strata soldiery, and far more so the Inquisitors. In fact, for an Inquisitor to meditate on such a thing upon an enfeebled victim as the life slowly slips away from them is seen as the most pure method of the rite as it involves experiencing through the Force their victim's very essence and presence in the Force bleed away into the void of death. Death is ever remaining constant on the battlefield, and the sacred rites to pay homage to that number in the many, especially for the Inquisitors who engage in combat far more actively than most Laitra soldiery.

These are the things that defined Averia's childhood and adolescent years. It may be left to wonder by some why she never questioned the culture she was raised within, but how often does one truly question the standard and consistent normalcy of what is accepted within one's culture? Relatively few, most question when such things step outside of those boundaries, and it was no different for Averia growing up within her people's society. It was simply how things were, and for them it makes all the sense in the world. There was never any reason to rebel against the status quo. After all, with how things were and what she was accomplishing, what reason did she have to turn against it? On the path she was maintaining she was set to achieve an esteemed role and have a respected purpose among her people, what sense would there be for her to suddenly toss that aside--rid herself of all she has ever known?

Exceptionally trained military students like Averia could prove to be a match for any Jedi or Sith, and that was even proven at one time when the Laitra fought the Republic in spite of their continuous lossses to the enormity and expensive size of the Republic. The point being these students trained to be the Laitra's prize military soldiery are exceptionally capable and dangerous. For all intents and purposes they can be considered as a militarized Force order given their religious reverence for the Force and the dark side and the meditative rites they preform to honor it and to further embolden their piety with it. It was why they are viewed and regarded simultaneously as soldiers as well as kind of priestesses by the Laitra, and are seen as something to as holistic or pious figure within their society as much as a monk or nun, or again, a priestess, within other cultures. The term soldier and priestess within Laitra culture is not necessarily exclusive of one another.

They are all viewed as something akin to war-priestesses as mentioned before, but each unit in a way having their own sacred aspect to that. The Inquisitors which Averia was trained to be, while viewed as war-priestesses and huntresses, the targets they investigate only ever have a finality to the conclusion where upon they preform the Laitra's most sacred death rites. So they are not quite as generically viewed as war-priestesses like the other soldiery, they are seen as war-priestesses of death. The more heavy arms soldiery would be viewed in the sense of war-priestesses of strength and/or destruction. These are not official monickers within Laitra society, it would be too hokey in their eyes giben how progressive and industrialized their society, but perhaps a little contradictorily those of such positions within the military (and law enforcement by proxy) are viewed with the same regard and religious reverence as such clergy are held in other cultures. It is a very powerful avenue for a Laitra or Strata to gain influence and sway within Laitra society, and the Laitra or Strata who fails to take advantage of such a thing would be looked down upon severely for squandering such an opportunity to uplift their people.

Averia was twenty-two when her training into becoming an Inquisitor in full was completed. Her adolescence and early adulthood was fraught with the turmoil of one life threatening undertaking and mission after another, while undergoing severe martial and metaphysical training deadly in their own rights as she was repeatedly being taught and forced for the sake of her own survival to detach herself from the pain until she became numb and apathetic toward it. Constantly surrounded by death and the brutality of battle, what choice did she really have than to give in to apathy if it meant the survival of not just her person but her sanity? Trained to believe it was an enlightened state to bring oneself to, but the more cynical reality for not just Averia but numerous others among the Laitra soldiery, it was also a coping mechanism. Apathy is death, and to accept that was to understand life through death's uncaring eyes, yet also the best method of not just coping with the deaths of those before them, but the death of themselves after having sacrificed so much of their humanity to become what they are. And that was what Averia had accomplished and been victim to, achieving the cold, unfeeling frame of mind Inquisitors seek to possess.

Inquisitors in their patrols tend to be solitary, wandering the areas of Laitra space alone. Rarely is more than one ever seen, but it is not necessarily unheard of for a few to band together for a particular task--or target more specifically. For the more rarer gargantuan sized exogorths and space worms. Otherwise they travel alone, patrolling and investigating oddities, anomalies, or that which simply does not or should not belong in Laitra space for the precise purpose of hunting it down and killing it.

It was in those years that Averia's father begun to seek to become more apart of her life as Elysis was gradually becoming more distant from it. The two found they had relatively little in common, but where they could find common ground lay within martial arts itself--simply sparing in hand to hand combat, learning one another's form and technique. It was a form communication without words. A debate with no posturing speeches or monologues or quips, but rather all of it put into action, precision, and refinement of generations of honed technique articulating their respective views, something that the Echani people would likely understand quite well. Taking their respective philosophies and beliefs and putting them into action, showing what were really just words and what was truly an ideal that can be transferred into motion.

Albeit some form of spoken debate for the two often seemed inescapable, for if not through testing one another combatively through unarmed martial prowess, than through an uttered philosophical debate. Back and forth it would repeatedly go. Aaron often rationalizing that death was nothing to revere, and taking on its apathy being useless as it does not care for their philosophies and codes, for if it truly is as apathetic as the Laitra believe than their reverence of it--it will not even notice in all of its indifference. Aeveria in turn oft explained that it was not about notice, but death being the ultimate fate, for fate will never leave you. His rejoinder consistently being in return that apathy will not save you.

But something that always echoed in her mind from her debates was his refusal to acknowledge that the Force has a plan, a destiny for all life, or so goes the largely accepted wisdom. But then again, he was a Warden of the Sky, who often enjoy their individualism and anonymity. It was when she saw her mother for what would be the second before the last time they would see each other again for quite some time, Averia asked her about why Aaron (Nova) rejected the idea of fate set forth by the Force. Elysis smiled at Averia's inquiry, and only responded to it with another question, which was--had she ever noticed that the destiny or path the Force is said to lay out before us only ever comes to into play when one chooses to follow that destiny.

Averia was confused by the talk with her mother, because within the military academy she was repeatedly taught that death was fate--a finality that there was no turning from, there is no choosing inevitability, for it is fated to happen no matter what--that is what makes it inevitable. Was Elysis subtly trying to tell her to question her faith? Or was she simply trying to undermine her? It was always difficult to tell with her mother. But she always did recognize her mother to be a walking mass of complexes and contradictions as she would continuously seek to maintain traditions and conventional wisdom, but then turn right around and undermine it all as if almost on a whim. Whereas her father as Warden of the Sky always sought after his own individualism and freedom, accomplishing what he wanted and doing what he believed was just in his crusade against tyranny in the sky lanes, even if it meant undermining the laws and social mores of a society and culture.

She begun to see how unlike her parents she was, they were both rebels in one way or another, turning against convention, especially when it suited their cause whatever it may be at the time. But if that were the case, why was her mother insistent on enrolling her only child into the military academy and achieve so much to not only just be trained at the Grautus military academy, but to eventually become an Inquisitor. Why endure through so much and find purpose within it, only to question it all in the end?

In a way, perhaps her parent's cynicism and individualistic spirit begun to bleed into her as their words continued to wear on her mind over time. Much of what she found herself doing was merely hunting down fringer rabble causing offenses against the Laitra people, and executing them for their crimes against her culture. But she found no fulfillment in this, not like she once did when she was a believer in the purpose and role as an Inquisitor, something sacred to the Laitra, instead it was simply making her feel more empty.

Because the Inquisitors are often trained to work alone and patrol space, they are often taught to be experienced pilots, and be able to scout uncharted areas of their part of space. And within the Unknown Regions of space, even the part of it that the Laitra themselves dwell, it still holds true to its name, so much still has yet to be explored. Finding no fulfillment in simply hunting down fringer criminals or pirate rabble causing trouble, Averia moved out further into the Unknown Regions to scout and investigate uncharted areas, even mapping them for the Laitra and Strata's future use. Averia found a certain solace in it, and the derelict satellites, uninhabited worlds, and more peculiar asteroid formations she explored proved to be more intriguing. Albeit, simple exploration was no true fulfillment of a Inquisitor's duties. She almost wanted to curse yet thank her parents for their having planted seeds of doubt within her as she found a certain liberation within questioning her own faith. Not so much because she found her faith within the Inquisitor's purpose and Laitra philosophical doctrine dying within her, but rather perhaps finding that like her parents, she was finding a certain measure of pleasure within discovering her own freedom and individualism and intellectual curiosity in questioning what was taught to her for much of her life to be conventional wisdom. Seeing the same thing but in a new light is a discovery of its own right.

Yet out there in the unknown, she did not just find personal discovery, she found that within the vast dark abyss, there are real monsters that dwell. Within a derelict satellite that actually appeared to have belonged to the Republic at one time, dating back to the Great Hyperspace War, Averia found one such monster known to drift through space. A feared creature dwelling in the dark of space, and its name apt for the vast abyss it was known to reside within... it was a Leviathan. An ancient Sithspawn, like the Hssiss, but greatly more deadly by power and by size. When exactly this one was 'created' was hard to say, but it could be assumed during the time of the Great Hyperpsace War given the era of the Republic satellite itself. Leviathans can hibernate for millennia, perhaps it made the satellite its home for the time being... waiting in the silence of the darkness for unwitting explorers like Averia to wander inside its lair.

Averia is a warrior of many battles, several life-threatening. But none were like the beast she found herself facing then. She accounts two battles as being the most difficult in her entire life, and her facing the Leviathan alone she accounts being the second.

The dark side is large and primal with the Leviathans, those who face them within their presence can hear the wailings and cries of their victims of whom they have consumed through the Force, and have absorbed and imbued their life and knowledge into their being. Terrible creatures slumbering out there in the darkest reaches of the galaxy waiting for the unwary to feast upon. Averia found the one she faced to be no different than those told in ancient records.

The cold metal floor under Averia's feet rumbled with each of the Leviathan's heavy, lumbering steps as belted its blood-curdling roars that echoed throughout the satellite. Its height alone was several times her own. To lose the battle would mean her life, suffering under the torturous existence of being absorbed and trapped within the fiend. The power of her military issue revolver and the keen edge of her sword is all the armaments she had to rely upon to see her through the battle. But what truly enabled her survival was the power of the Force, and what she found strange was that even in her time of questioning her faith, it did not affect her resolve in the power within Force she knew she could wield. In a way, she begun to see her parent's point, the Force cares little for their codes and philosophies and ancient traditions steeped in dogmatic piety and faith. It responded to the power of one's will to wield it more than whatever belief structure one surrendered themselves to.

The monstrous beast wrought from an old darkness, charged and gnashed its large razor sharp fangs, and struck at her with its tendrils and gargantuan tail. Averia could not help but wonder if her Laitra ancestors felt as she did in that moment facing the Leviathan, when they had to face the great menacing creatures of their once homeplanet Genesis. The blows she suffered from being struck by the immense girth of its tail were akin to being hit by an oncoming speeder at sixty miles per hour. Sending her flying across the cold metal floor of the satellite's interior, tumbling and rolling for what felt like unending distances. But she had been trained for endurance, she keep going regardless of the odds, and to pick herself up after having been knocked down by even the most heinous of blows. Through the mastery of ones own will and utter control over ones own body--both elements combined through the power of the Force, no matter how the vicious blow she suffered, she rose back up to her feet. Perhaps shakier than the last time, but always rising back up to continue fighting relentlessly.

Such a technique is commonly known as 'Force Body', and it is often the pinnacle of Laitra martial training within the Force in regards to their mastering how to possess an unwavering level of control over their own being. Training to possess such control over ones own body through the Force as reflected within Averia's training since she was child within the military academy, was a staple of the Laitra military. And the more elite number, like Averia, reached the point of being able to accomplish such a powerful technique as Force Body, enabling oneself to rise again even from the most severe of mortal wounds. Without such a technique in her battle with the beast, Averia most certainly would have been killed.

It was speed that she fell back on the most offensively, her control over her own movements within the Force and being able to augment what her body is capable of cannot be understated. Her movements were nothing shy of blinding, but when the monster used its immense size and length of its tail to sweep across their field of battle within the satellite did Averia find herself in trouble, and thus was struck more than she would ever care to be, once was bad enough after all. The walls, the ceiling even they became avenues for her to move in and slice at the beast when it was at its most vulnerable in their battle. Through the swift and adroit movements via augmenting her body's physical prowess, moving with such deft ability that one is not limited to the floor of a room or space--wall or ceiling can be adopted as new terrain to run across to reach ones destination... or target.

Both the beast and Averia found themselves broken and bloodied, and it was down to a battle of wills to outlast the other. Lightning exerting from the tips of her fingers shearing and scorching the creatures flesh as it finally begun for the first time take its lumbering heavy and labored steps backing away from Averia recognizing its death approaching should it continue to suffer under Averia's assault. For it was not the only one of the two that could wield the power of the dark side. The dark side's strength had been something taught to her since she was knee high first by her own mother and then within the respective walls of the Khardus and Grautus military academies. Its wounded body from the deep gouges caused by Averia's viciously keen blade, it thrashed in its agony as the power of lightning burned and flowed throughout its colossal form. With a heavy crash onto the floor that seemingly rumbled the entire facility, it thrashed in its pain and roared deafeningly giving voice to its suffering. Yet inevitability was upon the beast and its writhing and wailing eventually died into still silence mimicking the infinity of space as it lay lifeless.

Averia drew her blade upon the beast one last time, and that was to cleave its head from its body. She took its head back to Grautus with her to report her findings and deliver her trophy to her people to show the power in which their kind can wield. The killing of a Leviathan is no small thing, and the beast's head was preserved and put on display with other such trophies that Laitra and Strata of years long past have conquered through their raw power in the Force alone. But what Averia herself took away from that battle, and reflected upon in the following weeks during her recovering from her wounds, was the Laitra's philosophy... has no real founding. Such philosophies can serve as guides and means to power, but they are no determiner of them. Inevitability is determined by the shaping of events through ones own or an interlopers actions, accomplished only through the culminating choices of both, that is what fate truly is. The Force itself, perhaps it does not really care enough to cause some sort of predestine outside of some vague perception that something at some point may happen.

But in a way she did recognize the Laitra's belief in that the Force is the ultimate power in the universe. However, predestine and fate she felt the belief in it eroding within her. Nothing ever happens within the life of an individual until they make a choice and there are numerous choices one can make in their life, even if it may seem like there is only or even none, all that ever means there simply was not any choices preferable to individual at the time a choice needed to be made. Albeit, there will always be interceding and interloping influences whether by nature or by other individuals own agendas clashing with ones own. Jedi believe their are no accidents within the Force, but whether or not that is true is up in the air, after all, a Jedi has only ever found that their supposed 'destiny' within the Force is fulfilled when they have chosen to act upon it, which then begs the question was it the Force or their own individualism to act on a moment where several overlapping agendas clashed at once? In Averia's eyes, more and more life begun to reflect to her that it was without meaning, and the Force held no one's destiny in the palm of its metaphorical hand, an individual first has to define themselves before the environment can begin receiving and reacting to the individual's presence, the individual goes forth with their agenda--making their choices, and life responds to it. Some say that is being a "maker of one's own destiny", but if one is forging their own destiny, can it really be called destiny? It is not predetermined if one is already determining it themselves.

Since her defeating the Leviathan and her questioning of what was the conventional and traditional wisdom of Laitra cultural and military philosophy. Averia begun getting more involved in the pulse of the fringer elements, especially in regards to the Outer Rim as that's the section of space where those elements outside of the laws and social mores of the ruling planetary governments, more specifically the Republic and what was the decade (at the time) old Sith Aristocrats. Her reasoning was simple, to--if nothing else--try to pick up new rumors about the Warden of the Sky nicknamed 'Nova', which were continually becoming more and more scarce within the fringer circles that spoke of him in those days, and that worried her. The Wardens of the Sky are essentially legends within fringer society, they are the closet things the spacers have to 'Jedi' whose purpose is to protect them. Because of this the rumors about them tend to be bogus, tales for legend rather than reality, but it meant so long as she was hearing new tales--it meant he was likely still out there. The more she heard the same tired old tales and with less frequency the more it worried her. The real concern sank in when she failed to hear anything new about him for a couple years.

He did not like his daughter necessarily getting involved in his affairs as they tended to be illegal with several other planetary governments seeking to capture him, and not to mention the numerous pirate outfits and criminal elements in turn that sought him out to kill him for the very fact he disrupted much of their space lane networks and smuggling operations. In his eyes, Averia had enough to deal with among the Laitra, and she did not need his added burden. Averia on the other hand respected her father's wishes to stay out of his business for the most part. Her looking into the rumors alone in a way was basically the part of her that was still the little girl that looked up to her father as a larger than life figure, and those wild rumors and legendary tales supplied that childish nostalgia. But he was her father and with only silence to his name, she naturally worried, she sought him out, investigating the man himself, Aaron Venness, rather then the legend 'Nova'.

It did not take her long to discover the arrest of Aaron Venness for disrupting Sith Aristocrat patrol routes as they sought to exert power in areas of the Outer Rim that he believed they jad no right to. Protecting the sky lanes from tyranny, it was the classic modus operandi of the Wardens of the Sky, and while that would have normally got him imprisonment for a long period of time. He was also Force-Sensitive... an abomination in the Sith Aristocrats' eyes. So he was executed.

The enlightenment of the reality enraged Averia with a hatred she had never known before. A rage so profound all she could see was red--blood red--the blood of her enemies that she wanted to paint the walls of their homes and their families with. Bathe their own loved ones with their blood. It was a hate she had no sense of control over, she had been taught to be cold and stoic... like death--becoming it--for to be a warrior, one must learn how to die and in that death they can become it, mimic it. But that training never taught her how to handle the sort of hatred she then possessed.

Her father had several safe-houses, but his primary one where he kept a ship was in the Laitra city, Khardus, she knew it well from her childhood. Fond memories when she and her parents could be called relatively a 'normal family'. Or rather as normal as a family can be within Laitra society, for normalcy is relative and what is normal in human reckoning is quite different to Laitra and Strata, but what Averia had with her parents in those days was the ideal of what she believed 'normal' should be or should have been. Yet, her parents were individuals driven by duties outside of their family, driven by interloping influences and interjecting vague agendas coming from other factions, camps, and organizations. Either of them had their own path to walk, and both felt they needed to fulfill these adopted duties of theirs to fulfill a greater good or purpose. Her father would say it was to make the skies a better place for Averia, no matter how small the impact he made it was something at least. Whereas her mother by the time Averia was a teenager would say nothing of the sort, she expected Averia to be able to take care of herself at that point and make her own way, whether through the Laitra military academy that Elysis had enrolled her in when she was little girl, or some other means had she ever chosen to leave it. Elysis was planning for the future when Averia truly solidified herself on her own, and that time has yet to come.

While taking in the news of her father's death, which she learned from just a small little blurb in an ENN reports of 'yet another' abomination of the Force who happened to be an illegal smuggler was executed, and it was delivered just as cold and indifferent as that. And that was what ate her up the most, for all the indifference and apathy she had been trained to take on as a part of being, receiving the news with almost that same amount of bloodless tone, it infuriated her. But she did know, she wanted vengeance--she wanted to exact her wrath upon them--unleash her own brand of retribution and justice.

Albeit to her surprise, when she entered her father's safe house, there was Elysis waiting for her. The Laitra may not have any connection through the Force to the Strata as the Laitra do with each other, but the Laitra parent of a Strata can be quite strongly connect through the Force to her daughter, and in the case of Elysis it was just that. She could feel through their link through the Force as mother and daughter the suffering her child was going through, and she could anticipate what her impulses inherited through her Laitra blood and the dark side would drive her toward. As cruel as it may sound in spite of her being aware of Aaron's death, Elysis did not really care--to her he was little more than DNA donor. Averia on the other hand, Laitra concern themselves much with what legacy they leave behind, and Averia was perhaps the last and only genetic legacy Elysis will ever be able to leave behind whenever her final passing may arrive. Thus, to lose Averia to reactionary vengeance driven by mere the Laitra's vindictive impulses and dark rage was something Elysis simply could not allow to happen.

Ideals and philosophy are not a straight line, they have variances and uses for understanding and clarity when applied to the right situations to alter one's frame of mind to deal with an event with a solid grounding. There is no solid grounding than one covered in the blood of your enemies, it is slippery, and during an unguarded moment one will lose their grounding at which point they are dead. And that was the frame of mind Averia's hate was leading her, there is no nuance or clarity with that kind of ideal locked within such a clouded state. Elysis' appearance only enraged Averia further--all she could see in her mother was someone who had always removed herself from her life, choosing most times to 'deal' with her daughter from behind the scenes, seldom ever choosing to be with her. And now here she was seeking to stop her from getting vengeance for her father's death. Retribution needed to be delivered, was it not the Laitra's way to get revenge against those who wronged them? It was a question Averia wanted to pose to her mother, but she was in no mood for discussion.

Averia motioned toward her father's old ship, Elysis moved to impede her path, three times this happened, and it was three times too many for Averia. Striking at Elysis with no hesitation, only white hot rage bruned within her, and if her mother would not get out of her way she was an obstacle that needed to be removed. However... Laitra mothers, especially one like Elysis both a powerful Laitra and even a Jedi master, are not easily pushed aside. So when her daughter lashed out at her, Elysis replied in kind. And it was then Averia learned what made Laitra like her mother that caused other Laitra fearful pause. The shear blinding movements behind Elysis' speed and the raw power of her telekinetics overwhelmed Averia entirely, she was more skilled than her mother in hand to hand combat, but Averia was no match for her with a blade. The over-abundance of power that Elysis knew how to tap into and wield at leisure was utterly daunting to her daughter, she did not know exactly how to face it.

All Elysis represented to her was opposition, since she was a teenager all she knew of Elysis was dismissiveness and seeking to undermine the structure she sought to build for herself. While the latter got her to think in new ways at times, in others it caused only frustration. And now the fact that she was there impeding her directly from seeking to exact justice upon her father's executioners, was only driving her harder to fight Elysis. But anger is seldom enough, and some times even the strongest will cannot see a battle through to its beneficial conclusion. And her confrontation with her mother was proving to be just that.

It was an exercise in futility, she could fight with all the tenacity and will she had, but Elysis' skill and talent as practitioner of the Force was far too great for Averia to withstand, nevermind overcome. Broken and bloodied, laid out at her mother's feet, tears wrought from her failure streaming from her eyes. Averia told Elysis regardless of her desperation to fulfill whatever obscure agendas and machinations she had, she will not enable to avoid the ultimate dilemma, 'Fate will not leave you', she hissed. 'Hate will not heal you', Elysis replied in return. Strange words from a Laitra as it is often hate and spitefulness that drives them to do many things, and vengeance being chief among them in order to bring closure for themselves whether right or wrong. But Elysis was not exactly the norm, she was a bit more on the eccentric side among Laitra.

Finding at that point Averia could only ask the question of why Elysis stopped her, her own mother. Elysis' identical visage to Averia with exception to her long raven black mane opposed to Averia's asymmetrical salmon pink hair, merely looked down at her daughter and smiled for a trice. Only to answer that she was only hastening her death, a quickened version of Nova's death was not what she wanted for her daughter, nor would it be something he would want for her either. It was then Elysis chose to spend a lasting bit of time with her little girl as she did years ago when Averia was only knee high.

Tending to the wounds Elysis had delivered upon her daughter within Nova's old vessel he had left behind in is derelict safe-house within the city of Khardus. In that time what Elysis pressed upon Averia was thoughtfulness, the issue with the Sith Aristocrats is something to ignore. Explaining that they are a consolidation of short-sighted aristocracies taking on a name of a culture that was steeped in the Force and revered its power as much the Laitra, yet they see such beings as abominations to be hunted and killed. Had the Republic the proper organizational mind, they could crush the Sith Aristocrats in one swift stroke of their more larger and grander army, but they lack that and so the Sith Aristocrats are left to get by with their poor vision bumbling about without any true ideal for an understanding of purpose or what to do within the galaxy in spite of their goal to seize it. Such a governing body brimming with ambition but with no focus or clarity in how to organize it, while simultaneously being aware of the greatest power of the universe but seeing the individuals who wield it as entities to kill rather than use in one's favor, is the height of stupidity bearing only a blind man's vision. A governing body like that would be fortunate to survive a few decades at most until it is ultimately consumed by a greater power with a farseeing vision and wisdom. As a Strata, Averia could out live them, and thus explaining all that Elysis informed her to heed Elysis' own experience, that dolts such as those it is far more satisfying to watch them incite their own demise, rather than risk oneself trying to bring it to them in what would otherwise be a futile exercise.

Elysis went further to explain if she really wants to do her father justice, than Averia would take up where she left off in his duties. Averia was taken aback, her mother was actually suggesting to leave everything she had built up for herself within Laitra society. Then again, Averia's adherence to its philosophies and belief structures she had been questioning it to increasing degrees, were it a religion, it would not be too much to say that Averia had lost her faith. Her mother went on to explain that her father and herself often sought to get Averia to question her loyalty to the Laitra's culture and 'conventional' wisdom to get her to see things beyond that narrow view. There are many perspectives in which to gaze upon the galaxy and the Force through, and each can build oneself up one way or another. Traveling the galaxy as a Warden of the Sky as her father was, would be a perfect avenue for that.

It was almost surreal to see her mother telling her all of this Averia had to ask then what the point was of enrolling her into the Laitra military academies. Elysis simply explained it was meant to be Averia's first building block to learn and grow from and forge her own means, Elysis nor Nova had the time to properly train her, though Nova had ideals of doing so, but Elysis did not believe he could do so properly, and taking Averia to the Jedi would have been disastrous to Elysis' ambitions while being apart of the Order. So the best solution in Elysis' eyes was the Laitra military academies, and hoping that Averia would eventually find her own way from it once achieving and getting out of it all she needed to.

To say all of this confused Averia would be an understatement, it lead her to question if Elysis was truly suggesting that she follow in her father's footsteps. But her mother simply explained that what she was suggesting she make her own path whether it be outside or inside Laitra society or both. The important thing was not to see things through such a narrow glass, and not let the more aggressive vindictive nature of their people rule over her decision making processes. In the end, what Elysis suggested her daughter do is reflect upon what it was she truly desired, rather than merely go through the motions.

When Elysis left the old vessel of her former lover's, leaving Averia there to think upon what she wished to do with her life from that point on, it was the last time the mother and daughter saw each other again. Averia for a day resided within vessel thinking on what to do. She reactivated the old protocol droid and astromech droid within the ship, before finally deciding to take flight and leave Laitra space behind giving up all she had acquired within her people's culture. It was a death of its own kind, giving up the life she had planned to have the life that had been waiting for her.

The following few years, Averia largely stuck to the Outer Rim taking on odd jobs, posing as just another spacer--another fringer wandering the great void of space. Her attire became a haphazard mishmash of her old Inquisitor uniform and ordinary civilian clothing. Much like her father she had been garnering a name for herself, the name 'Averia' had been whispered on the lips of fringers here and there, and more than once the legend of the Wardens of the Sky had been attributed to her. And in truth, that was not so far off, she had essentially fallen in line with the life they lead, and from the old holocrons made by her father and his father and so on down the line who had trained him, more did she learn about them. Anonymity is what they prized, rumors were rumors, legend was legend, those are at times unavoidable given what the Wardens of the Sky do, but so long as they can continue just appearing like any other wayfarer out there, then they--not just as individuals but a loose organization of Force Adepts can continue fulfilling their duties.

Where her name became most attributed was fighting Mandalorian bands preying on the lowly spacers and simple farmers of outskirt systems. Perhaps it was her father's righteousness that rubbed off a bit on her, but something about it just made her seethe within. So she often took such opportunities to fight them, shatter their armor, show them how fragile a thing it is in comparison to the power of the Force, prove to them that in reality they are weaker than her. Make them reflect upon the reality, while they call themselves strong as they prey on the weak, she preys on them on her own--needing no one but herself to bring them low to their knees. And more than a few Mandalorian outfits hated her for it, and sought her blood for such a thing. It reached a point she needed to lay low for awhile. Let things die down.

Her troubles escalated to the point she retreated to the Inner Rim to avoid further needless and tedious battle with the insecure and defunct Mandalorians locked within a continuous state of needing to prove themselves against something they cannot defeat or fully understand. The Force will always be their culture's superior, and a lone Force Adept can always be a match for several of their number.

Averia's further travels into the Inner Rim lead her to an odd world, she had only heard of from other fringers. A place highly influenced by Force-Sensitives, they were an order known as the 'Stellar Mythics', and their world was Aiaru. Indulging her curiosity she went there to learn. It was much like her mother said, there are numerous cultures out there and each with their own perspectives, and thereby enable one to see things from a new angle, a new method of understanding the Force. They wielded the Force in certain ways that had been unheard of to her before, and it intrigued her greatly, she wanted to learn what they knew.

Yet like with any place within galaxy she has seen within her travels, including the small slice of space she was born. To learn from them she naturally enlisted into the Stellar Mythics, and though she was an accomplished Force Adept, she still had to start as an Understudy like any other. Which she was fine to her, because if one is to learn about another's culture and philosophy, one needs to start at the beginning. Her approach to learning was very no-nonsense with a fairly militaristic state of mind, she did not mind having to do the lowly and simplistic tasks that were tossed her way as an Understudy, because as she had been taught since she was a little girl in the Laitra military academies: if one wishes to prove themselves, then simply complete the tasks one is given and do it well. By proving that they are able, greater responsibility and advancement will be afforded to them. And that was precisely what Averia did without complaint, merely went through the motions absorbing what knowledge they had to teach, completing what tasks they had to give, simply accomplishing what was expected of her, and showing she was willing to take on more, so more responsibility would be afforded to her.

So often there are those looking to advance a quick and easy way, pulling off some grandiose feat or idiotic entitlement leading them to demand what they believe is owed them or just outright given to them. But in the military it rarely ever plays out this way, if one wants respect or granted more responsibility and attain further advancement, then one proves they are worth the time and effort by doing their duty regardless of how tedious it maybe and do it without complaint and make it clear one has the drive and ambition to take on more. A simple modus operandi and philosophy, but it carried her through the course of her 'apprenticeships' and 'student' work as an Understudy into being recognized as a Stellar Mythic.

While she did not unveil the reality that she was essentially a Warden of the Sky, nevertheless there was much she had to offer them in turn for manipulation of the Force or the 'Mythos' as they called it. She knew the power as the 'Force' and there was no changing that for her, though out of respect when in Mythic company she did refer to it as the 'Mythos'. In any case, she showed them the Laitra methods of expertly augmenting one's own through the Force to accomplish great feats of strength and astounding speeds and incredible acrobatic feats. Furthermore she went on to show them the Laitra's own variation of a technique known as 'Projected Fighting', blending one's telekinetics to make unarmed martial arts strikes all the more devastating and bone crunching. Something often taught to young Laitra, especially those in the military, and while the Mythics were not ignorant to such techniques--it was just as her mother said, new perspectives lead to greater understanding.

She even embraced their ceremonial practices of creating a staff and ceremonial sword. Albeit, the staff she created in a more druidic styling as an homage to her Laitra ancestors before being a technological industrialist society, still it was not something she was too lenient toward. It is rare to ever see her with it in hand, keeping instead respectfully displayed within her quarters. Albeit, her sword on the other hand was forged to be something else entirely. She is a swordswoman while also being an incredibly adept unarmed combatant martial artist. So, naturally her sword was something she took immense care and pride in when was being forged. Imbued heavily with the Force as she had it made radiating with her presence. The design of it wound up being more akin to the heavier swords wielded by the more elite number of Laitra that forced them to use the Force to adroitly use it, for even a strong human would struggle to wield the thing properly. But with her prowess at augmenting her physical limitations to being well beyond superhuman, she can wield it as though it were light as a feather. Albeit the danger in that, while it makes for one's attacks to be more devastating, it also means the wielder expends more energy in order to wield it in battle.

But from the Mythics teachings and techniques Averia took quite strongly to two particular applications of the Force which was Levikinesis and Ventakinesis, utilizing the Force to conjure lightning and to use telekinetics to generate or manipulate air currents. Not in the same method in which she had been taught for years since her days in the Laitra military academies where it was channeled by way of the dark side of the Force through herself using her own inward darkness to unleash that power on her target(s). She knew those techniques among other darker abilities quite well, but Levikinesis and Ventrakinesis as designed by the Mythics were creations of their own kind. By stirring an atomic vibration through the Force, essentially then arcing the particles to one another, raw electric energy can be summoned. It was a technique that fascinated Averia to no end, leading her to obsessively study it. Many times going as so far as to mimic the technique she observed both with her eyes and her keen perceptions through the Force to more deftly study from the experts and masters of the technique, comprehending their technique and methods not just by observed and studious learning itself but through the Force itself as well.

It was much the same in the case of Averia learning and studying Ventrakinesis, but the technique she utilizes for it is much different for obvious reasoning given it is a technique of its own kind and new method of using the Force. While in a sense threading telekinetic energy into sweeping or generated air currents, Averia learned to generate heavy blasts of winds as sort of projectile attacks, relying on them more than even the simplistic 'Force Push' so commonly used, and somewhat of a staple among the Jedi. But more than that via the Projected Fighting techniques of blending telekinetics with unarmed strikes for bone crushing hits, she has taken the lessons learned from Ventrakinesis, and blended those with Projected Fighting techniques, not so much for unarmed combat, but for combat with her blade. By creating fast, heavy sweeping or rotating attacks, the following air current manifested from that she interweaves with telekinetic energy to generate broad ranging powerful blasts of wind to blow away her opponent(s) as a method to control the battlefield.

To say the least for the past decade that Averia had been apart of the Mythics they have been something of a revelation to her. The techniques and ideals of the Force (or 'Mythos' to them) were nothing shy of eye opening and enlightening for her. It was largely what lead her to remain apart of their organization for so long. In turn in that time, she shared the methods of the Force that and the perspectives of it the Laitra and Strata possessed, even detailing the varying ways of their species and culture and how it translate in their society and civilization. Leaving such things for the Infomancer of the Mythic libraries to do with as they saw fit. As she had been learning so much from the Mythics, she felt it only right to share information of what she had been taught for thirty years.

The issues taking place of Aiaru on the whole, Averia largely did her best to stay out of for a time. She was there largely to learn, not be drawn into Stellar Mythics political economic and philosophical issues with the Potissimus Egregius Unum. It was not her affair as she initially sought, but as she had become apart of the Stallar Mythics, it had become an issue that she could not simply sit on the side-lines on any longer. The issue with the Potissimus Egregius Unum was largely a complicated one to begin with, and while their insurgency and rebellion against the Mythics while had noble claims, i.e. for more freedom and cracking open the tight monopolizing grip the Mythics possess on the etherium trade. On the surface if made for great propaganda lines to rally the people against the organization that was essentially the 'power behind the throne' as it were.

But the thing of it was, Averia came from a culture where socio-political manipulation ruled supreme, it did not matter what title someone had, it was den of conniving backstabbers engaging in so many manipulative power play games from behind the scenes it was exceedingly difficult to tell who was friend and who was foe. And what she saw in the Potissimus Egregius Unum was a clear and blatant yet amateurish power play, there was evidence that their sought after reform of the etherium trade would be any more beneficial to the Aiaru people. While she saw corruption and evil on either side, she saw it more first hand from Potissimus Egregius Unum in spite of their noble claims, and often their actions in Averia's eyes seemed more counter to them. Whereas the Mythics certainly were not 'pure' by any stretch of the imagination, nevertheless they had a more righteous sense than the Potissimus Egregius Unum do. And largely Averia believed the etherium trade should be more regulated, and whether or not the Mythics 'monopolized' it for themselves, she held a large indifference toward.

Etherium use in of itself she was not as big on as other Mythics, while she certainly used it, it was not to as much frequency. She used solely for meditative purposes, using it in the form of incense while she was alone and by herself in a quiet, sacred place where she could meditate in peace. For the most part finding it helps induce herself into those meditative states where she essentially lose herself and find herself again, clearing out her mind from distraction and mental obstruction. But because of what it does, especially with Force-Sensitives, understanding the strength of it she did believe quite strongly that it should be regulated quite closely, and so the Mythics having the most sway over its trade was a regulation of its own kind, therefore she had no issue, regardless of the Potissimus Egregius Unum's protests.

On the whole, in spite of the Potissimus Egregius Unum inciting rebellion against the Mythics, Aiaru was for the most part a peaceful civilization. Not perfect by any means and bit decadent and archaic in others, especially in regards to the Force regardless of their more quite innovative methods of being able to wield it. Nevertheless, the world itself has remained enough of a curiosity to her that had chosen to remain there. While she is still a Warden of the Sky, she utilizes Aiaru as essentially her 'base of operations', she serves the Stellar Mythics as a Battle Mythic, primarily within the Mythic's navy as a patrol scout charting and wandering and observing the space lanes and systems near and around Aiaru. Thus serving two fold, on the one hand keeping her tied to the Mythics and serving as one of them, and simultaneously enabling her to do her duties as a Warden of the Sky, thereby enabling her to still maintain her anonymity as the latter.

Since then, she has wandered space as both a scout for the Mythics as one of their Battle Mythics, and as a Warden of the Sky, and either way maintaining an appearance of an anonymous wandering spacer looking for their next job. It was a life that Averia found purpose in, for in either case whether as a scout or warden, she was acting up duty and if a fight needed to be done, oft it was a righteous cause she could believe in. It gave her fulfillment, and really, that is what she truly desires to have in her life to bring meaning to it.


RP Sample:

The Warden of the Sky

"When we quit thinking primarily about ourselves and our own self-preservation, we undergo a truly heroic transformation of consciousness." ~ Joseph Campbell

With the loud crack of a Mandalorian helm shattering under the immense power behind Averia's backspin kick from behind, the small group of Mandalorians' Rally Master spun around exclaiming, "OH FRAK!!!", while the dead Mandaloriant the Warden of the Sky struck down flopped heavily to the ground with a small slide on the smooth duracrete floor.

With the four remaining Mandalorians remaining caught by surprise by the Warden's ambush of their ambush, by the time they had the chance to draw weapons on her, she had swiftly drawn her Laitra revolver doing little more than deliver a few suppressive fire shots forcing them all to take cover; which she did in turn only a trice after only one sweep of her firearm. Immediately she dashed into the closed door behind her smashing it wide open and taking cover behind the duracrete wall as they opened fire at her. Hearing the metallic sharp tones of an object bouncing then rolling toward the doorway that she was on the otherside of with her back to the wall, she could guess what it was. Once it reached beyond the doorway, her fears were confirmed: a gernade.

That second she tried to telekinetically fling it back from whence it came as she dove away from it. But just as it just got back to the Mandalorians side of the door way it went off, ripping the duracrete doorway even further wide open and sending the Warden harshly tumbling and rolling almost to the far wall. While she was fortunate enough for the debris not to cause her harm, the force behind the explosion easily knocked the wind out of her. Lazily she was able to rise back up to her feet as she drew her vibrosword. Shaking the cobwebs out of her head as the Mandalorians cautiously begun to file out of the now wider doorway with assault blaster rifles lined up.

The second the first one stepped beyond the ripped open doorway, Averia became moved with such swiftness she was but a blur to his eyes when he stopped her through the corner of his HUD helm -- just as he turned his rifle on her, she was already right there before him with a swift flourishing spin with her blade, and dashing right passed him to the wall on the opposite side of the doorway from where she initially was before her attack with her blade. The force behind Averia's slice popped off the Mandalorian's upper half almost like a bottle-cap as the two halves clumsily fell to the cold floor.

Three Mandalorians now remained as she inched her way silently toward the doorway. The three others remained lined up on the other side of it, each could hear one another breathing as their veins were pumped with adernaline in this moment. It was truly live or die.

The third Mandalorian took a very slow cautious step forward, stepping around the doorway with his firearm at the ready, but Averia was already right there waiting for him. He never had a chance to react, her hand right hand was already grasping the barrel of the assault blaster rifle, while the ridge of her left hand chopped his throat. An opponent cannot fight if they cannot breath. The next immediate action she kicked his right leg out from under him with her left foot at his knee as she then took his assault rifle in both hands. With him now completely off-balance about to fall back she smashed the rifle-butt on his chest sending harshly straight to the duracrete floor with an unforgiving thud.

It was as this was happening when the second fourth Mandalorian moved out of his cover and around to the opposite side of the doorway to get a clear shot at her. But, that in of itself takes time, and with her at the otherside of the wall, she was completely covered until he was able to cross over to the entire opposite end of the doorway on his side of it; and lastly with his comrade in the way as well there was no real clear shot until he was knocked out of the way. By this time both Averia and the Mandalorian had their sites on one another. Had Averia only been a second slower the shots he fired would have killed her, and while her shots were not perfectly center mass -- the three she did fire while only five meters from him struck him in the chest. His shot was fired only after the first two struck him and the shot whizzed only a mere inch above Averia's head.

Averia did not even bother firing the blaster rifle at the Rally Master, she could sense approximately where he was just beyond the doorway. The trice she stepped beyond the doorway, just as he was about to fire at her she threw the assault blaster rifle at him knocking his aim on her completely off the second the firearm struck his own. Before he could get a bead back on her the woman was once more blur with her speed as she charged straight into him ramming into him with her shoulder. Stumbling uncontrollably backward on his feet, once again she went back on the assault moving as little more than a distorted image with her speed as she struck at his ribs shattering his armor with an unseen concussive force making it crack like sledgehammer cracking concrete. The strike knocked him off of his feet, but before her could touch ground a powerful sidekick struck against the other side of his ribs shattering his armor on that side as well as he limply hit the duracrete floor with a heavy crash and slid across it utterly lifeless.

With a haughty smirk, Averia turned and walked back to the dock where her ship and droids awaited her within Felucia's main spaceport...[/div]

[Talau the Ever-Lurking]

[Silas]

Accepted Stats:

Telekinetic: 7
Telepathic: 5 (Note: Ability within Telepathy is only enough to utilize Force Concealment to hide her presence and shield her mind from Knight-level Force-Sensitives, beyond that, she has zero ability within Telepathy, i.e. mind trick, illusions, reading thoughts, communicate through thought, etc -- she has no ability to do any of it.)
Body: 7
Sense: 6
Protection: 2
Healing: 0
Destruction: 0

Attributes:

Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 8
Leadership: 1

Unarmed: 8
Melee Weapons: 7 (Note: Only in regards to using Vibroswords/blades/knives.)
Ranged Weapons: 5

Force Attunement: +3

[Dutch]

Edits Accepted

Profession: Grey Jedi Warden of the Sky / Stellar Mythic - Battle Mythic (Scout)

Skills:

Piloting
- Starfighters
- Patrol Ships
- Shuttles
- Light Freighters
Mechanics
- Starships
- Droids
- Computers
Programming
- Droid Programs
- Starship Systems
- Navigational Systems
- Security Systems
Slicing
- Droid Systems
- Starship Computer Programs
- Security Systems
Languages (via Force Sensitivity)
- Laitra (Laitra tongue (archaic language))
- Droidspeak
- Sy Bisti
- Huttese (limited)
- Mando'a (limited)


Equipment:

"Vorte" Revolver (Laitra military issue)
Vibroknife (Laitra military issue)
Mechanic's kit/toolbox
Slicing/Programming kit


Ship Name: N/A

Previous Faction: Laitra Military (Dark Jedi Force Adept)
Former Rank: Elite - Inquisitor (Master - Marauder)

Mastery Level: Master

Staff: A nicely polished and furnished wooden six foot staff twisted vine and wood, really when she made it she was seeking to give it a more natural and archaic look. In a certain way she thought of it as heralding to her ancestors before they became technologically driven society. But truth be told she never carries or uses the thing, it is more decorative as she keeps it stored within her quarters.

Sword: Averia's sword, a very heavy and dense blade she is seldom seen without. While she utilized the Mythic's forging methods, it was her Laitra heritage's designs she used to create the blade with. Elaborate and decorative crossguard and pommel with a plush, lavish red fabric hilt, while the long single-edged blade is think and wide for devastating cutting power.

Mythos Abilities or practices:
Levikinesis
Ventakinesis

Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:

Specialized Skills:
Projected Fighting
Force Comprehension
Force Body

Telekinetic: 6
Telepathic: 3 (Can only shield thoughts up to Knight-level, otherwise has zero ability in Telepathy.)
Body: 9
Sense: 7
Protection: 0
Healing: 0
Destruction: 4

Attributes:

Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 8
Leadership: 1

Unarmed: 7
Melee Weapons: 8
Ranged Weapons: 4

[Dutch]

App Update 2015 edits Approved

Ships/Vehicles:

Equipment:

"Vorte" Revolver (Laitra military issue)
Vibroknife (Laitra military issue)
Mechanic's kit/toolbox
Slicing/Programming kit

Mythic Staff: A nicely polished and furnished wooden six foot staff twisted vine and wood, really when she made it she was seeking to give it a more natural and archaic look. In a certain way she thought of it as heralding to her ancestors before they became technologically driven society. But truth be told she never carries or uses the thing, it is more decorative as she keeps it stored within her quarters.

Mythic Sword: Averia's sword, a very heavy and dense blade she is seldom seen without. While she utilized the Mythic's forging methods, it was her Laitra heritage's designs she used to create the blade with. Elaborate and decorative crossguard and pommel with a plush, lavish red fabric hilt, while the long single-edged blade is think and wide for devastating cutting power.

Stats: (Feeble, Below Average, Average, Above Average, Superior, Legendary)

Strength - Below Average
Agility - Legendary
Intelligence - Above Average
Charisma - Below Average

Force Stats: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)

Telekinetic- Adept
Telepathic- Apprentice
Body- Master
Sense- Master
Protection- Novice
Healing– Novice
Destruction– Adept


Combat Training: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Martial Arts - Expert
Swords - Master
Pole-arms - Expert
Small Arms (Firearms) - Adept

Force Training:
Projected Fighting - Adept
Force Body - Adept
Force Comprehension - Master

Mythic Training-
Levikinesis - Expert

Other Training:
Slicing - Apprentice
Programming (Droid, Starship, Security, Navigational, etc Systems) - Apprentice
Mechanics (Starships, Droids, Computers, etc) - Adept
Piloting - Expert


Lightsaber Training:

Shii-Cho- N/A
Makashi- N/A
Soresu- N/A
Ataru- N/A
Shien/Djem So- N/A
Niman- N/A
Juyo- N/A
Double Bladed Combat- N/A

[Neology]

Moved to inactive.

[Apillis]

Nooooooooope! Just got lost in space for awhile.

[DreadPirateMike]

Reactivated