Post by Яαώɾ on Jan 10, 2011 15:31:08 GMT -5
Name:Calanthia Maldarc
Race:Human
Age: 11
Height: 4ft 7"
Weight:4st 4lbs
Appearance: A short skinny girl with short chocolate brown hair that dosen't quite reach her shoulders. Her hair has a scruffy badly cut look though it suits her and frames her face.
She has a petit heart shaped face that matches her petit body and features. Her eyes are a light blue with long full lashes enlarging them even more.
Her clothes are usually a light brown colour.
Personality:A very shy and quiet girl usually found alone in a corner away from the others staring off into the distance. Calanthia prefers to keep to herself after her very isolated and lonely start to life she dosen't like to talk too anyone unfamiliar.
Calanthia is someone who never acts on impulse , everything must be thought over very carefully. She never answers a question unless she has thought over every outcome that she can think of first and even then she has to check ,or if she knows for certain the answer that she is going to give is right.
Often being overshadowed by people took its toll and though she has usally very intelligent thoughts she prefers to keep them to herself.
A very friendly child underneath her shyness, she is though no one often does as it takes so long for her to open up.
Birth place: Agamar
Faction: Jedi
Rank:Youngling
Bio:
Born on the Agamar one of those planets people usually forget exist life was pretty dull. As an only child Calanthia was only ever really close to her parents, though she did have a few friends in the neighbouring houses which she played with often while all their parents were out working.
They would tussle in the fields despite the range of ages and abilities. It was mostly harmless and only the unlucky ones came out with a bruise if that. Never anything serious so far.
She was brought up without much money and therefore any possessions they had where always very precious to her. Once she received a doll for her 4th birthday and she played with it every day till the day the Jedi found her of course. The doll always was kept in perfect condition as she kept such care of it being so money conscious even at that age.
The day she was found by the Jedi started out like all the others with her parents going of into the field to work after their breakfast, this morning they had asked Calanthia to go to the shop and get some things they needed she did this often so it was not very unusual.
A few of her friends came along with her on errands for their parents as well. She had bought her items and was waiting for one of the other children when they arrived. They spent most of the day just walking through the town as if looking for something talking to themselves and occasionally others. After quickly returning home and dropping of her purchases she, and a few others spent the day stalking them round down.
They went into many shops mostly repair or spare parts places. After catching a glimpse if their conversation she realised there ship must have broken down. There ship had started failing so they had landed here to repair it.
As it started getting dark she returned home and was half way through dinner when they arrived at her door. All she heard where her parent’s voices and it all seemed to go in a daze after that. Her mother came back tears in her eyes telling her she had to go away to do some special training. Her parents had agreed to her training after hearing about the Jedi they though anything was better than this life though t hey loves farming they wanted much better for their daughter and to them this was the only way.
She was then taken to the Temple where she passed the test and joined the other younglings at 5 years old she now had no one. Though most younglings arrived at 3-4 she arrived later due to them not knowing of her existence, she had been found by chance or possibly by the Force’s will...
Once she joined the temple was when she started to draw into herself putting up a wall around her isolating her from the others. She learned very quickly and excelled in most of her classes usually needing it to be explained once before she got it.
She would of course always have the older Jedi to support her. In fact she was frequently called to talk to them privately where they would ask her how she was, how they noticed she didn’t have many friends and whether it was because they where being mean etc. She always did the same a nod, a smile, and the reassurance of “I’m Fine.”
It wasn’t that she didn’t want friends it was just that she didn’t really know how to react around them she was from a farming planet in the middle of nowhere, everyone in her village had known each other from a child, but here, here she was unknown, no one knew her and she had no idea how to talk to them to react around them.
She also had this strange way of knowing exactly what someone really wanted to say. After spending her life in the temple observing and just listening to the others around she could tell you most of the things that made a particular person tick. This made a lot of people very uncomfortable.
Life passed seemed to pass her by as the memories of her home became foggier and old. She became more of a shadow than a person. Always in the background never in the spotlight which suited her perfectly.
She once did become friends with an older youngling, they had established an old sister and little sister relationship. She had followed the older girl around every moment she could always copying her and trying to act like her. But as soon as she became a padawn she thought herself better than Calanthia and she became just an annoyance like usually happens with sibling relationships, she would tell her to go away when she followed her around or asked questions. Eventually Calanthia had become to scared, and to the satisfaction of the older girl, left her alone. She hasn’t yet attempted to make another friend.
She used to cry herself to sleep and then go one to have nightmares about always being alone; some were also about her parents rejecting her just like her padawn friend. Until she finally realised she didn’t care. At 8 yrs old she decided she didn’t want to be like everyone else, she watched as the others made friends and making mistakes iin the lessons. Meanwhile she would practice and learn from ever mistake she and the others made and improve and perfect whatever it was that they taught her.
She decided to not bother with friends her ties to people, attachment was forbidden anyway instead she declared to throw herself wholly into her studies to become the best Jedi she could.
She writes to her parents often though as attachment is forbidden she has never sent any of the letters and so has a huge box filled with them. Calanthia always had found it easier to express herself through over ways not speaking
Lightsaber: Training Saber
Color: Green
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho-2
Makashi- N/A
Soresu- N/A
Ataru- N/A
Shien / Djem So- N/A
>>Sub-form Backhanded
Niman- N/A
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield
Juyo- N/A
Double Bladed Combat- N/A
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 1
Telepathic: 2
Body: 1
Sense: 3
Protection: 1
Healing: 2
Destruction: 0
Specialized Skills: N/A
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 2
Intelligence: 3
Speed: 3
Leadership: 1
Unarmed: 1
Melee Weapons: 1
Ranged Weapons: 1
Force Attunement: +3
RP Sample:
Race:Human
Age: 11
Height: 4ft 7"
Weight:4st 4lbs
Appearance: A short skinny girl with short chocolate brown hair that dosen't quite reach her shoulders. Her hair has a scruffy badly cut look though it suits her and frames her face.
She has a petit heart shaped face that matches her petit body and features. Her eyes are a light blue with long full lashes enlarging them even more.
Her clothes are usually a light brown colour.
Personality:A very shy and quiet girl usually found alone in a corner away from the others staring off into the distance. Calanthia prefers to keep to herself after her very isolated and lonely start to life she dosen't like to talk too anyone unfamiliar.
Calanthia is someone who never acts on impulse , everything must be thought over very carefully. She never answers a question unless she has thought over every outcome that she can think of first and even then she has to check ,or if she knows for certain the answer that she is going to give is right.
Often being overshadowed by people took its toll and though she has usally very intelligent thoughts she prefers to keep them to herself.
A very friendly child underneath her shyness, she is though no one often does as it takes so long for her to open up.
Birth place: Agamar
Faction: Jedi
Rank:Youngling
Bio:
Born on the Agamar one of those planets people usually forget exist life was pretty dull. As an only child Calanthia was only ever really close to her parents, though she did have a few friends in the neighbouring houses which she played with often while all their parents were out working.
They would tussle in the fields despite the range of ages and abilities. It was mostly harmless and only the unlucky ones came out with a bruise if that. Never anything serious so far.
She was brought up without much money and therefore any possessions they had where always very precious to her. Once she received a doll for her 4th birthday and she played with it every day till the day the Jedi found her of course. The doll always was kept in perfect condition as she kept such care of it being so money conscious even at that age.
The day she was found by the Jedi started out like all the others with her parents going of into the field to work after their breakfast, this morning they had asked Calanthia to go to the shop and get some things they needed she did this often so it was not very unusual.
A few of her friends came along with her on errands for their parents as well. She had bought her items and was waiting for one of the other children when they arrived. They spent most of the day just walking through the town as if looking for something talking to themselves and occasionally others. After quickly returning home and dropping of her purchases she, and a few others spent the day stalking them round down.
They went into many shops mostly repair or spare parts places. After catching a glimpse if their conversation she realised there ship must have broken down. There ship had started failing so they had landed here to repair it.
As it started getting dark she returned home and was half way through dinner when they arrived at her door. All she heard where her parent’s voices and it all seemed to go in a daze after that. Her mother came back tears in her eyes telling her she had to go away to do some special training. Her parents had agreed to her training after hearing about the Jedi they though anything was better than this life though t hey loves farming they wanted much better for their daughter and to them this was the only way.
She was then taken to the Temple where she passed the test and joined the other younglings at 5 years old she now had no one. Though most younglings arrived at 3-4 she arrived later due to them not knowing of her existence, she had been found by chance or possibly by the Force’s will...
Once she joined the temple was when she started to draw into herself putting up a wall around her isolating her from the others. She learned very quickly and excelled in most of her classes usually needing it to be explained once before she got it.
She would of course always have the older Jedi to support her. In fact she was frequently called to talk to them privately where they would ask her how she was, how they noticed she didn’t have many friends and whether it was because they where being mean etc. She always did the same a nod, a smile, and the reassurance of “I’m Fine.”
It wasn’t that she didn’t want friends it was just that she didn’t really know how to react around them she was from a farming planet in the middle of nowhere, everyone in her village had known each other from a child, but here, here she was unknown, no one knew her and she had no idea how to talk to them to react around them.
She also had this strange way of knowing exactly what someone really wanted to say. After spending her life in the temple observing and just listening to the others around she could tell you most of the things that made a particular person tick. This made a lot of people very uncomfortable.
Life passed seemed to pass her by as the memories of her home became foggier and old. She became more of a shadow than a person. Always in the background never in the spotlight which suited her perfectly.
She once did become friends with an older youngling, they had established an old sister and little sister relationship. She had followed the older girl around every moment she could always copying her and trying to act like her. But as soon as she became a padawn she thought herself better than Calanthia and she became just an annoyance like usually happens with sibling relationships, she would tell her to go away when she followed her around or asked questions. Eventually Calanthia had become to scared, and to the satisfaction of the older girl, left her alone. She hasn’t yet attempted to make another friend.
She used to cry herself to sleep and then go one to have nightmares about always being alone; some were also about her parents rejecting her just like her padawn friend. Until she finally realised she didn’t care. At 8 yrs old she decided she didn’t want to be like everyone else, she watched as the others made friends and making mistakes iin the lessons. Meanwhile she would practice and learn from ever mistake she and the others made and improve and perfect whatever it was that they taught her.
She decided to not bother with friends her ties to people, attachment was forbidden anyway instead she declared to throw herself wholly into her studies to become the best Jedi she could.
She writes to her parents often though as attachment is forbidden she has never sent any of the letters and so has a huge box filled with them. Calanthia always had found it easier to express herself through over ways not speaking
Lightsaber: Training Saber
Color: Green
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho-2
Makashi- N/A
Soresu- N/A
Ataru- N/A
Shien / Djem So- N/A
>>Sub-form Backhanded
Niman- N/A
>>Sub-form Jar-kai, or Dual Wield
Juyo- N/A
Double Bladed Combat- N/A
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 1
Telepathic: 2
Body: 1
Sense: 3
Protection: 1
Healing: 2
Destruction: 0
Specialized Skills: N/A
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 2
Intelligence: 3
Speed: 3
Leadership: 1
Unarmed: 1
Melee Weapons: 1
Ranged Weapons: 1
Force Attunement: +3
RP Sample:
