Post by vecan on Oct 5, 2011 6:41:39 GMT -5
Name: Vanora
Race: Echani
Age: 29
Height:6'
Weight:165 lbs
Appearance: Hair silvery white, Eyes a Frosty White with one thing setting her apart from her Echani Brothers and Sisters is the sliver of blue in the left eye. Pale skin, Figure slim, her muscles toned but not bulky, built for more speed than power. Face angular and slightly hawk like, her nose smaller than average and cheek bones slightly pronounced give her a gaunt look. Her chin comes to a rounded point and jaw bone is smooth and rounded. She wears her hair at a short cut with the bangs cut above her eyebrows so hair cannot get into her face, a single lock of hair longer than the rest lays behind both ears coming down to just below her ear lobes. Clothes;She wears a dark grey and black tight fitting cloth under layer, that allows her full movement, she then layers lighter grey and dark grey loose fitting shalls and demi-robes to presiver modesty and give her protection against elements,Worn Dark Leather Vambraces and shin guards along with her belt finish it off. She carries two knives with her at all times most of the time along her belt or in her vambraces.
Personality: Reserved, feelings hidden from most. She has alays kept to herself. She has watched most of the people she knows from afar. Finding there problems and growing to resent them for it. She hides her loathing from them. Usually she acts with logic but if she has been tempted into something she is highly likely to loose some control and act on impulse & instinct. more than anything
Birth place:Eshan, Countryside
Faction: Sith
Rank:Initiate
Previous Faction:n/a
Previous Rank:n/a
Bio: Childhood-midteens:Born to a Family of Farmers and of course Martial Artists (Being Echani). Her mother Jesigal, and Father Mursai; Had two other children, Her Older sister Hari and her Older Brother Lenai. Her young years were very typical of a young echani, martial arts, her parents schooled her and gave her the basic life skills. Her sister though only a year older was much more accomplished at the ways of farming and of her parents brand of Martial Arts. She began to seek out ways to be better than her sister. Asking her Father to take her on a hunting trip on week she took a keen interest in the stalking of prey and the time it takes to make the kill. Seeing the interest that his Daughter began taking in the Hunt he introduced her to knives and spears traditional implements of the hunt. She latched on to his teachings with such weapons and learned to use them to the best of her ability, Attempting to out do her older sister. She would disappear for a week at a time, in her teenage years. Out in the forests hunting, stalking prey for days before she would strike. She once tried to kill a predator. She had taken a medium game animal and set its body up as a trap, she lay in wait above the corpse in a tree. When the predator came round to investigate she dropped spear in hand and attacked it. The predator did not take this lightly and fought back much fiercer than she had anticipated. She received a large wound across her left side and abdomen. She was lucky, and with that luck she had taken the beast down. She bound her wounds with herbs her father had shown her and attempted to drag the beast out of the forest. The task turned out to be far to difficult for her and she was forced to sever its head and take only that back as her trophy. Upon her arrival, she presented the head to her father and mother hoping for there respect, but instead they scolded her for the dangers she had put her self through. She seethed but only inside she took her parents wrath with a soft seemingly repentant face. This was when she began to fall away from her parents and her family. She grew far more retracted, she would retreat to the forests more and more over the next few years. She began to feel things warnings and impulses. When she followed them it seemed that she was lead into the right direction. Simple things like where to find wild fruit or a spring. She wrote most of it off as just her instinct from living in the forests for quiet some time.
Late Teens – Early Twenties:One night while she slept in the woods yet again, she had a dream, at least she thought it to be a dream. She was laying on the forest floor, eyes shut but she could see figures of lights. Shapes that looked very familiar. Animals? Yes animals, she had hunted animals of this same type. But they were floating almost... no? Trees a much paler light almost un-seeable the trees seemed to glow as well. Then she woke. Over the next few days she attempted to repeat the experience but she couldn't, unnerved she returned to her parents for guidance as they were the only people she could trust with this, even though she loathed them. After the journey home, she relayed the story to her parents. They both looked at Each other and told her that a man in brown robes had been to there house not 3 days before asking about their children, and if they have had any experiences of extra vision or reflexes beyond that of normal, and various other signs of force-Sensitivity. Her mother took her hand and began to smile her father hugged her they began to croon over her, for she was the first force-Sensitive in there family in over two generations. Before that the fathers side had been in the Jedi order for generations. They thought the line had been lost, but it seemed not. They told her not to worry and that they would set everything up for her. The next week she sat back and watched as her parents took more interest in her than anything else, she reveled in the attention. Holding her self above her siblings for the first time, she almost forgot about the hatred she had for her parents and how they treated her as she grew up. A few days later the man in the robes returned to pick her up and take her to the core worlds to begin a testing and training phase, to see if she would become a Jedi. She left her family behind with not more than a fake smile and “I'll see you again soon”.
Twenties up to Now:The man, she found out his name to be Jacien, a Jedi knight dispatched to see why they had felt a disturbance of sorts in this region. Took her to a Cargo Vessel he had book passage on. Lots of empty cargo-bays and very little people to get in the way of their intensive talks and tests along the way to the Core Worlds. He asked about her life with her family and the feelings she held toward them, she gave him a good history but tried to keep her feelings hidden. This of course ended in failure, as her pried he found her hatred and loathing of her parents for the pain she felt every time she wasn't good enough in comparison with her siblings. How she left and sought solitude for the peace of not having to impress anyone. He knew she could be dangerous and that the masters would almost never train her, but he still had to try. She began to notice his trepidation and almost as if she could feel his worry about her. She began to fear that this was a mistake allowing him to lead her onward. So she formulated a plan to bolt on the next stop they made. On Nar Shaddaa she did just that, Bolted. She ran dodging people and traffic, running through bars and down into lower levels. Places No person should Rightly go. She caught a speeder out of the area and only by sheer dumb luck did she escape the Jedi. He had kept a good pace with her almost had her several times, but she finally got away. Thanking her lucky stars she found transport out of there, working on a cargo cruiser, and she burned sky until she felt safe. She traveled in between planets working what she could when she could. She began to learn of how the Galaxy as shaped politically and heard words of the 'Sith'. She had liked what she heard, cut throat lifestyle, only the strong survived, that called to her. It would let her feel alive. So she booked a Smuggler to get her to Korriban and Drop her near the Temple there.
Dropping her off in the dead of night the smuggler took his money and burned sky as fast as he could. She stood there taking in the dry, dark air; and began to walk towards the temple. Once she arrived there she boldly Walked inside the temple and made no attempt to hide her self, she strode in as bold as she could be a fire burning within her. She deeply wanted to find her place and this place could almost be calling to her she felt a power flow from her gut, almost like a wellspring from her burning determination the power she had felt once before in the forest. Mere moments after she burst into the temple several men in black robes strode up to her, they seemed to emanate power, much greater than hers. She spoke before they had a Chance to, “I wish to seek power, This place has called to me. Do you have what I seek?” The men in black looked at each other, one spoke, “We may... but first show your determination and Accept my Challenge, We shall fight. If you don't die within the first minute I believe you and will allow you entrance and the ranks of Initiate.” She nodded and Backed into her Echani Fighting stance with out her knives drawn. He took his Fighting stance, a stance foreign to her. He attacked with lightning speed and a power she could feel before the punch landed on her abdomen. She was sent sprawling to the left, rolling up and out of the fall she retaliated and went for a sweep kick with her left leg as her right leg followed up with another sweep but this one aimed higher more for waist level. She spun around and popped up for a butterfly kick, only this one the man in black caught and flung her over his head and into the ground on the other side. She got up wiped the blood from her lip, looked at her opponent, “I haven’t fought anyone like you before, this is refreshing.” He lunged at her this time she was a bit more prepared, his first punch she dodged, stepping into his attack she grabbed his arm dropped to a knee and rolled him over her, maintaining hold on his arm she slid up next to him grabbed his wrist and rotated his arm into a coil back towards his head. She slammed her knee into his chest to help hold him and pulled away from his body and rotated the wrist as to try to dislocate his arm from the socket in his shoulder. Just as she got the grab and began to pull on his arm a unseen force shot her into him just then he rolled her over and tried to put her head into the ground once more, she rolled with the attack and then popped backwards in a kip. She landed facing him in a quadrupedal stance. She didn't waste anytime this time she bolted straight at him, she dive rolled at him she undershot so that when her leg came down from the roll it would be a kick into his chest. The kick Connected and felt it hit solidly but when she looked down he had put his arm in the way as a block. She attempted to roll out but he had her leg and he spun around and put her into a leg lock and began to pull. Right as one of the others said, “Time.” He pulled until she groaned in pain then let her go. Very well you have some talent. Lets hope you use it well. He the group lead her onward toward her new life...
Lightsaber: none yet
Color: n/a
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho n/a
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
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 1
Telepathic: 1
Body: 2
Sense: 2
Protection: 1
Healing: 1
Destruction: 2
Specialized Skills:
Kinetite
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 7
Leadership: 2
Unarmed: 5 (6 Maybe, But ill hold her back at a 5 For now, If you guys think a 6 would be acceptable Please let me know. Also An Example in Comparative martial Arts would be much appreciated, such as a Master of a Dojo would be X and his mid range pupils-X.)
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 1
Force Attunement:-4
RP Sample:
Race: Echani
Age: 29
Height:6'
Weight:165 lbs
Appearance: Hair silvery white, Eyes a Frosty White with one thing setting her apart from her Echani Brothers and Sisters is the sliver of blue in the left eye. Pale skin, Figure slim, her muscles toned but not bulky, built for more speed than power. Face angular and slightly hawk like, her nose smaller than average and cheek bones slightly pronounced give her a gaunt look. Her chin comes to a rounded point and jaw bone is smooth and rounded. She wears her hair at a short cut with the bangs cut above her eyebrows so hair cannot get into her face, a single lock of hair longer than the rest lays behind both ears coming down to just below her ear lobes. Clothes;She wears a dark grey and black tight fitting cloth under layer, that allows her full movement, she then layers lighter grey and dark grey loose fitting shalls and demi-robes to presiver modesty and give her protection against elements,Worn Dark Leather Vambraces and shin guards along with her belt finish it off. She carries two knives with her at all times most of the time along her belt or in her vambraces.
Personality: Reserved, feelings hidden from most. She has alays kept to herself. She has watched most of the people she knows from afar. Finding there problems and growing to resent them for it. She hides her loathing from them. Usually she acts with logic but if she has been tempted into something she is highly likely to loose some control and act on impulse & instinct. more than anything
Birth place:Eshan, Countryside
Faction: Sith
Rank:Initiate
Previous Faction:n/a
Previous Rank:n/a
Bio: Childhood-midteens:Born to a Family of Farmers and of course Martial Artists (Being Echani). Her mother Jesigal, and Father Mursai; Had two other children, Her Older sister Hari and her Older Brother Lenai. Her young years were very typical of a young echani, martial arts, her parents schooled her and gave her the basic life skills. Her sister though only a year older was much more accomplished at the ways of farming and of her parents brand of Martial Arts. She began to seek out ways to be better than her sister. Asking her Father to take her on a hunting trip on week she took a keen interest in the stalking of prey and the time it takes to make the kill. Seeing the interest that his Daughter began taking in the Hunt he introduced her to knives and spears traditional implements of the hunt. She latched on to his teachings with such weapons and learned to use them to the best of her ability, Attempting to out do her older sister. She would disappear for a week at a time, in her teenage years. Out in the forests hunting, stalking prey for days before she would strike. She once tried to kill a predator. She had taken a medium game animal and set its body up as a trap, she lay in wait above the corpse in a tree. When the predator came round to investigate she dropped spear in hand and attacked it. The predator did not take this lightly and fought back much fiercer than she had anticipated. She received a large wound across her left side and abdomen. She was lucky, and with that luck she had taken the beast down. She bound her wounds with herbs her father had shown her and attempted to drag the beast out of the forest. The task turned out to be far to difficult for her and she was forced to sever its head and take only that back as her trophy. Upon her arrival, she presented the head to her father and mother hoping for there respect, but instead they scolded her for the dangers she had put her self through. She seethed but only inside she took her parents wrath with a soft seemingly repentant face. This was when she began to fall away from her parents and her family. She grew far more retracted, she would retreat to the forests more and more over the next few years. She began to feel things warnings and impulses. When she followed them it seemed that she was lead into the right direction. Simple things like where to find wild fruit or a spring. She wrote most of it off as just her instinct from living in the forests for quiet some time.
Late Teens – Early Twenties:One night while she slept in the woods yet again, she had a dream, at least she thought it to be a dream. She was laying on the forest floor, eyes shut but she could see figures of lights. Shapes that looked very familiar. Animals? Yes animals, she had hunted animals of this same type. But they were floating almost... no? Trees a much paler light almost un-seeable the trees seemed to glow as well. Then she woke. Over the next few days she attempted to repeat the experience but she couldn't, unnerved she returned to her parents for guidance as they were the only people she could trust with this, even though she loathed them. After the journey home, she relayed the story to her parents. They both looked at Each other and told her that a man in brown robes had been to there house not 3 days before asking about their children, and if they have had any experiences of extra vision or reflexes beyond that of normal, and various other signs of force-Sensitivity. Her mother took her hand and began to smile her father hugged her they began to croon over her, for she was the first force-Sensitive in there family in over two generations. Before that the fathers side had been in the Jedi order for generations. They thought the line had been lost, but it seemed not. They told her not to worry and that they would set everything up for her. The next week she sat back and watched as her parents took more interest in her than anything else, she reveled in the attention. Holding her self above her siblings for the first time, she almost forgot about the hatred she had for her parents and how they treated her as she grew up. A few days later the man in the robes returned to pick her up and take her to the core worlds to begin a testing and training phase, to see if she would become a Jedi. She left her family behind with not more than a fake smile and “I'll see you again soon”.
Twenties up to Now:The man, she found out his name to be Jacien, a Jedi knight dispatched to see why they had felt a disturbance of sorts in this region. Took her to a Cargo Vessel he had book passage on. Lots of empty cargo-bays and very little people to get in the way of their intensive talks and tests along the way to the Core Worlds. He asked about her life with her family and the feelings she held toward them, she gave him a good history but tried to keep her feelings hidden. This of course ended in failure, as her pried he found her hatred and loathing of her parents for the pain she felt every time she wasn't good enough in comparison with her siblings. How she left and sought solitude for the peace of not having to impress anyone. He knew she could be dangerous and that the masters would almost never train her, but he still had to try. She began to notice his trepidation and almost as if she could feel his worry about her. She began to fear that this was a mistake allowing him to lead her onward. So she formulated a plan to bolt on the next stop they made. On Nar Shaddaa she did just that, Bolted. She ran dodging people and traffic, running through bars and down into lower levels. Places No person should Rightly go. She caught a speeder out of the area and only by sheer dumb luck did she escape the Jedi. He had kept a good pace with her almost had her several times, but she finally got away. Thanking her lucky stars she found transport out of there, working on a cargo cruiser, and she burned sky until she felt safe. She traveled in between planets working what she could when she could. She began to learn of how the Galaxy as shaped politically and heard words of the 'Sith'. She had liked what she heard, cut throat lifestyle, only the strong survived, that called to her. It would let her feel alive. So she booked a Smuggler to get her to Korriban and Drop her near the Temple there.
Dropping her off in the dead of night the smuggler took his money and burned sky as fast as he could. She stood there taking in the dry, dark air; and began to walk towards the temple. Once she arrived there she boldly Walked inside the temple and made no attempt to hide her self, she strode in as bold as she could be a fire burning within her. She deeply wanted to find her place and this place could almost be calling to her she felt a power flow from her gut, almost like a wellspring from her burning determination the power she had felt once before in the forest. Mere moments after she burst into the temple several men in black robes strode up to her, they seemed to emanate power, much greater than hers. She spoke before they had a Chance to, “I wish to seek power, This place has called to me. Do you have what I seek?” The men in black looked at each other, one spoke, “We may... but first show your determination and Accept my Challenge, We shall fight. If you don't die within the first minute I believe you and will allow you entrance and the ranks of Initiate.” She nodded and Backed into her Echani Fighting stance with out her knives drawn. He took his Fighting stance, a stance foreign to her. He attacked with lightning speed and a power she could feel before the punch landed on her abdomen. She was sent sprawling to the left, rolling up and out of the fall she retaliated and went for a sweep kick with her left leg as her right leg followed up with another sweep but this one aimed higher more for waist level. She spun around and popped up for a butterfly kick, only this one the man in black caught and flung her over his head and into the ground on the other side. She got up wiped the blood from her lip, looked at her opponent, “I haven’t fought anyone like you before, this is refreshing.” He lunged at her this time she was a bit more prepared, his first punch she dodged, stepping into his attack she grabbed his arm dropped to a knee and rolled him over her, maintaining hold on his arm she slid up next to him grabbed his wrist and rotated his arm into a coil back towards his head. She slammed her knee into his chest to help hold him and pulled away from his body and rotated the wrist as to try to dislocate his arm from the socket in his shoulder. Just as she got the grab and began to pull on his arm a unseen force shot her into him just then he rolled her over and tried to put her head into the ground once more, she rolled with the attack and then popped backwards in a kip. She landed facing him in a quadrupedal stance. She didn't waste anytime this time she bolted straight at him, she dive rolled at him she undershot so that when her leg came down from the roll it would be a kick into his chest. The kick Connected and felt it hit solidly but when she looked down he had put his arm in the way as a block. She attempted to roll out but he had her leg and he spun around and put her into a leg lock and began to pull. Right as one of the others said, “Time.” He pulled until she groaned in pain then let her go. Very well you have some talent. Lets hope you use it well. He the group lead her onward toward her new life...
Lightsaber: none yet
Color: n/a
Practiced Lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho n/a
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
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Telekinetic: 1
Telepathic: 1
Body: 2
Sense: 2
Protection: 1
Healing: 1
Destruction: 2
Specialized Skills:
Kinetite
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 4
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 7
Leadership: 2
Unarmed: 5 (6 Maybe, But ill hold her back at a 5 For now, If you guys think a 6 would be acceptable Please let me know. Also An Example in Comparative martial Arts would be much appreciated, such as a Master of a Dojo would be X and his mid range pupils-X.)
Melee Weapons: 4
Ranged Weapons: 1
Force Attunement:-4
RP Sample:
