Post by elessar on May 12, 2008 21:25:55 GMT -5
Name: Icaya Elessar
Race: Human
Age: 27
Height: 1.57 meters
Weight: 44.0 kilograms
Appearance:
Birth Place: Onderon
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Sentinel
Bio: Icaya was born to the name Talia Inassa, to a single mother, Lana Inassa, a lady-in-waiting to the Queen Consort at the Royal Court in Iziz. Though her father is unknown, early on, the court mostly believed she was the illegitimate daughter of the King, but her appearance as she has grown shows none of the beastrider qualities found in the Royal House of Onderon, probably indicating some other lineage.
She was discovered by the Jedi when her mother brought her along to a diplomatic meeting on Coruscant in which she went with the King and Queen Consort. Lana, knowing that, while she had apparently been forgiven her transgression, her daughter would never live down the shame, gave her over into the keeping of the Jedi, and she became a youngling at the Temple at the tender age of 3, where she was given the Jedi name Icaya Elessar.
She trained at the Jedi Temple for many years, being picked as a padawan to a Mon Calamari Jedi Sentinel, Maktar, at the age of 9. Following in the ways of her master, Icaya trained in the way of the Jedi Sentinels, seeking to root out corruption and the Dark Side, wherever it may be. However, she usually went with her master in mediating disputes between different worlds and factions, a skill she watched with awe in her master, and she endeavored to learn his great skills of compromise, though she never managed to get to his capability. He taught her to sense the worlds she came to, to sense their thoughts, their wants, their desires, and to know how they wanted a settlement, and how far they could go. Maktar also taught her the ways of dialogue, to teach her how, by asking questions, she could lead people into their own traps, to bring them to the falsities of their own argument. Maktar also taught her mastery of Shii-Cho, as he was of the belief that other, more specialized forms were unnecessarily fancy, but simple, well-mastered Shii-Cho would do in all situations. Maktar was possibly the greatest duelist in Shii-Cho of his time, though he did not teach Icaya to quite his level. She trained under Master Maktar for ten years, with her master dying a natural death when she was 19.
She was then taken as padawan by a Duro Jedi Consular, Kan Churis. Master Kan taught Icaya how to sense the Force flowing through a people, through a planet, and not just that of an individual person or small group. This augmented her abilities at negotiation, when united with the dialogue and persuasion taught her by Master Maktar. Master Kan additionally taught her of the Force itself, in the way of a Jedi Consular, and trained her in the ways of Soresu, the defensive posture, which she still endeavors to perfect.
Her first encounter with a user of the Dark Side was during a negotiation in a midrim planet, where her master sensed the Dark Side manipulating a negotiation that Master Kan was masterminding, and set his apprentice, so well trained in the ways of the sentinels, to root out this danger. After several weeks of investigation as negotiations continued, she finally discovered the Darksider's hide out, and discovered a fallen Jedi, never chosen as padawan and quite bitter about it, but still a Force-user. The fallen ran after a very short duel, and, before Icaya could report to her master, attacked Kan during a ceremonial meeting, hurting Kan and escaping, but Icaya managed to defend the local leaders by force of lightsaber, and dueled the fallen Jedi to a standstill, finally destroying his training saber. However, instead of killing him, she convinced him to return to the Light, and to travel to Telos, where he would be redirected, as generations of Jedi rejects before him, into the Agricultural Corps. Her success in bringing the once Jedi back to the Light counted as the completion of several trials, and with the successful completion of her other trials, she was within a few months made a Jedi Knight, at the age of 21, after serving with Kan Churis for nearly two years.
Icaya turned out to be a skilled negotiator, though not matching the level set by her old master, being sent by the Jedi Council to herself mediate disputes between worlds, this being her key function for many years. She did not learn as much about the Force or conduct with a lightsaber as she may have with another master, but her capability at conflict-solving surpassing many knights, and only very rarely having to resort to the tactics of 'aggressive negotiations'. She continues as an excellent negotiator, but so far has yet to take any padawan learner.
Lightsaber: Single blade
Practiced lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho (Mastered)
Soresu (Moderately skilled, but not especially good)
Ataru (Relatively unskilled, only the basics)
Color: Magenta (off-purple)
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Sense
-----------
1 2 3 4 [5]
Telekinesis
-----------
1 2 3 [4] 5
Force Leap
-----------
1 [2] 3 4 5
Force Speed
---------
[1] 2 3 4
Healing
---------
1 [2] 3 4
>>Healing Trance
-------
[1] 2 3
Farsight
---------
1 2 3 4
Beast Language
---------
1 2 3 4
Affect Mind/Mind Trick
-------
1 2 [3]
Force Camoflage
-------
[1] 2 3
Telepathy
-------
1 2 [3]
Attributes:
Physical Strength
--------------------------
1 2 3 4 [5] 6 7 8 9 10
Intelligence
------------------
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 [9] 10
Speed
-------------
1 2 3 [4] 5 6 7 8 9 10
Unarmed
-----------------------
1 2 3 4 5 [6] 7 8 9 10
Melee Weapons
-----------------------
1 2 3 4 5 6 [7] 8 9 10
Ranged Weapons
-----------------
[1] 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Leadership
----------------
1 2 3 4 5 6 [7] 8 9 10
Force atunement (toward the Light Side)
-------------------------
0 1 2 3 [4] 5
RP Sample:
[In this sample I am making up two worlds so as not to tread on things which may have happened in RP.]
The transport ship arrived toward the two battle-fleets. Both were quite small, in comparison to the great war fleets of the Republic or the Sith, and not particularly noticeable on the grand scheme of things throughout the galaxy, but they were not a joke to the two worlds of the Sinali System. The two worlds, Anari and Ban, were both human, but failed to agree on splitting the recently-found ore riches of the asteroid belt, much closer to Ban but still claimed by Anari. Anari was the original homeworld for both planets' habitants, but the people of Ban had colonized it nearly a millennium before, and had, for several centuries, though technically a part of Anari's political authority and under Anari in their membership within the Republic, very autonomous from their former homeworld. Ban, now, demanded an equal share to the Sinali Asteroid wealth, something the Anaris saw as nothing to share with their colony.
Her transport-ship approached the smaller, much greener world, Anari, and approached the sleek capital city, landing down on the main landing pad. As she disembarked her ship, she looked toward her welcoming committee, led by a prominent man in a dark green robe, surrounded by others wearing less flamboyant, but not much less so, clothing.
Welcome, welcome, Master Jedi, to Anari. I trust your journey was comfortable?
It was tolerable, yes Icaya said, remaining silent in this beginning of the negotiation.
Excellent, excellent. I am Aryn Jofila, the Second Minister of Anari. First Minister Lunpha is in question time at Parliament, a requirement of our government, so it would be best if we go to Parliament now so we can meet him in the Ministerial Offices.
-----
Now, Master Jedi, if you'll just make yourself comfortable in here. I'll stay here, with you, and await the First Minister.
You have a pressing matter to discuss with the First Minister.
I have a pressing matter to discuss with the First Minister
You must go and meet him on his way here to speak of it.
I must go and meet the First Minister on his way here to speak of it. If you will excuse me, Master Jedi.
And with that, Jofila left the room, moving quickly out, leaving Icaya alone in the room. She stood from her chair, and flicked a switch on the holoviewer, which was apparently broadcasting this question time. She set it to low volume, as she went to the vast picture window showing out across the city, where people shuffled back and forth across white pavements and streets and greenery, with the tall brown and white buildings flowing with ramps between them going back and forth. More primitive tube-trains, once common in many core worlds for transportation before the advent of the hovercraft, it seemed these people preferred it's more rooted nature, as she only saw three or four hovercraft in sight, a strange sight in such a large and obviously wealthy city.
She closed her eyes, and began to sense. She sat, silently meditative, on the floor of the room, and sensed, not just seeing, but listening, hearing, and feeling the hustle and bustle of the city, the concerns of the people, already wealthy for such an outlying world. She felt outward to the slums of the city outer, listening to the cries of hungry babies, the wailing of mothers lamenting the death of sons in the street. She felt into the collective mind of the Parliament, feeling their cares, their worries. They were the normal feelings of the wealthy and powerful. There was no thought about the death and hunger of the poor outside the city. There was no worry about the happiness of the denizens of their homeworld. All on their minds were the wealthy's problems - hovercraft rules, tube-train construction, and the massing of more and more wealth and power to themselves, through the possession of the asteroid belt.
She noticed that question time had ended, at the extreme edge of her now citywide sensing of the people, and she brought herself back into the present. Now that she had attuned herself to this world, and the personalities, the people, and the situation on it, as her master taught her, she could deal with this part of the equation. Soon, she must do the same on Ban, to attune herself to that world, so that she could work out what was agreeable to both sides, to both governments. She stood, and moved with her normal near-silence into the chair where the Second Minister had left her. She watched the report on the most recent escalations on the holoviewer as the First Minister, Second Minister, and other men and women came into the room around her. She waved her hand, switching off the holoviewer from afar, and standing, turning to the First Minister, as he said,
Welcome to Anari, Master Jedi. I apologize I was unable to come to the starport to meet you, Master--uh...
Icaya, Icaya Elessar. And I understand, there is no need for explanation.
Thank you for your understanding, Master Elessar. Now, I trust you understand the situation between us and the colonials?
From the information I was given by the Republic, which was quite detailed.
Very good. Now, I trust you see how the Bani are completely incorrect. They are our colonies, and they come under the power of the Ministry. Thus, any claim to those asteroids is ours, by right. This system is entirely our sovereign territory as guaranteed by the Republic.
Why would the Bani think the asteroids are theirs?
It's very simple, Master Jedi. Because of how well we've treated them, the colonials think that they are our equals in all matters. They think their world has the rights of Anari, rights which have been ours since before their colony was formed. Their society is not as cultured, not as developed, and depends more on the force of arms to ensure its dominance over territory. We do not require these things, which is why the Republic entrusts us to govern this system, not them. We represent the whole of this system, the Parliament and the Ministry.
Have the Bani any say in your government?
Of course! Every member of Parliament represents the whole of this great nation, and need not be actually selected by them. After all, they could not have the best interests of the Sinari System at heart if they depended on constant reelection by backward constituents on a backward world.
But, however, do they understand this?
Of course not. They are backward. They must have long, unnecessary election campaigns, inordinate amounts of money spent thereof, and a government that spends more time trying to please the people than govern it. They have set these parameters for their own world, and we have let them, but we cannot--simply cannot--allow this chaos to spread across the system.
If that is their belief, though, isn't it understandable why they would think this Parliament does not represent them?
That is rational, I suppose, in an understanding of their provincial thinking.
Perhaps, but they do have weapons aimed at your fleets, so I would suggest that you should at least attempt to explain this to the Bani
They won't listen.
Perhaps, then, we can set a meeting between you, where you can explain your viewpoint to the Bani, and perhaps solve this crisis.
Perhaps you can convince them to talk, Master Jedi, but I have given up hope that they can be troubled with.
Then I have your consent to form a meeting?
Yes. Why not? After all, we must explain our view to them. They must see reason. They must.
I suppose, then, I should set forth for Ban, to convince them to this meeting.
Very good, Master Jedi, very good. I shall await with bated breath your return.
Very well. Goodbye.
-----
This is going to be a challenge, thought Icaya to herself, but if the Bani are as easy to bring to the table as the Anarians, then I should be able to resolve this within a few weeks.
*****
[If you want a further sample, I can continue this or provide a different type of thing, but since I described her mastery at negotiation, I thought a demonstration of such would be a good sample]
Race: Human
Age: 27
Height: 1.57 meters
Weight: 44.0 kilograms
Appearance:
Birth Place: Onderon
Faction: Jedi
Rank: Sentinel
Bio: Icaya was born to the name Talia Inassa, to a single mother, Lana Inassa, a lady-in-waiting to the Queen Consort at the Royal Court in Iziz. Though her father is unknown, early on, the court mostly believed she was the illegitimate daughter of the King, but her appearance as she has grown shows none of the beastrider qualities found in the Royal House of Onderon, probably indicating some other lineage.
She was discovered by the Jedi when her mother brought her along to a diplomatic meeting on Coruscant in which she went with the King and Queen Consort. Lana, knowing that, while she had apparently been forgiven her transgression, her daughter would never live down the shame, gave her over into the keeping of the Jedi, and she became a youngling at the Temple at the tender age of 3, where she was given the Jedi name Icaya Elessar.
She trained at the Jedi Temple for many years, being picked as a padawan to a Mon Calamari Jedi Sentinel, Maktar, at the age of 9. Following in the ways of her master, Icaya trained in the way of the Jedi Sentinels, seeking to root out corruption and the Dark Side, wherever it may be. However, she usually went with her master in mediating disputes between different worlds and factions, a skill she watched with awe in her master, and she endeavored to learn his great skills of compromise, though she never managed to get to his capability. He taught her to sense the worlds she came to, to sense their thoughts, their wants, their desires, and to know how they wanted a settlement, and how far they could go. Maktar also taught her the ways of dialogue, to teach her how, by asking questions, she could lead people into their own traps, to bring them to the falsities of their own argument. Maktar also taught her mastery of Shii-Cho, as he was of the belief that other, more specialized forms were unnecessarily fancy, but simple, well-mastered Shii-Cho would do in all situations. Maktar was possibly the greatest duelist in Shii-Cho of his time, though he did not teach Icaya to quite his level. She trained under Master Maktar for ten years, with her master dying a natural death when she was 19.
She was then taken as padawan by a Duro Jedi Consular, Kan Churis. Master Kan taught Icaya how to sense the Force flowing through a people, through a planet, and not just that of an individual person or small group. This augmented her abilities at negotiation, when united with the dialogue and persuasion taught her by Master Maktar. Master Kan additionally taught her of the Force itself, in the way of a Jedi Consular, and trained her in the ways of Soresu, the defensive posture, which she still endeavors to perfect.
Her first encounter with a user of the Dark Side was during a negotiation in a midrim planet, where her master sensed the Dark Side manipulating a negotiation that Master Kan was masterminding, and set his apprentice, so well trained in the ways of the sentinels, to root out this danger. After several weeks of investigation as negotiations continued, she finally discovered the Darksider's hide out, and discovered a fallen Jedi, never chosen as padawan and quite bitter about it, but still a Force-user. The fallen ran after a very short duel, and, before Icaya could report to her master, attacked Kan during a ceremonial meeting, hurting Kan and escaping, but Icaya managed to defend the local leaders by force of lightsaber, and dueled the fallen Jedi to a standstill, finally destroying his training saber. However, instead of killing him, she convinced him to return to the Light, and to travel to Telos, where he would be redirected, as generations of Jedi rejects before him, into the Agricultural Corps. Her success in bringing the once Jedi back to the Light counted as the completion of several trials, and with the successful completion of her other trials, she was within a few months made a Jedi Knight, at the age of 21, after serving with Kan Churis for nearly two years.
Icaya turned out to be a skilled negotiator, though not matching the level set by her old master, being sent by the Jedi Council to herself mediate disputes between worlds, this being her key function for many years. She did not learn as much about the Force or conduct with a lightsaber as she may have with another master, but her capability at conflict-solving surpassing many knights, and only very rarely having to resort to the tactics of 'aggressive negotiations'. She continues as an excellent negotiator, but so far has yet to take any padawan learner.
Lightsaber: Single blade
Practiced lightsaber forms:
Shii-Cho (Mastered)
Soresu (Moderately skilled, but not especially good)
Ataru (Relatively unskilled, only the basics)
Color: Magenta (off-purple)
Force-Sensitive Abilities or practices:
Sense
-----------
1 2 3 4 [5]
Telekinesis
-----------
1 2 3 [4] 5
Force Leap
-----------
1 [2] 3 4 5
Force Speed
---------
[1] 2 3 4
Healing
---------
1 [2] 3 4
>>Healing Trance
-------
[1] 2 3
Farsight
---------
1 2 3 4
Beast Language
---------
1 2 3 4
Affect Mind/Mind Trick
-------
1 2 [3]
Force Camoflage
-------
[1] 2 3
Telepathy
-------
1 2 [3]
Attributes:
Physical Strength
--------------------------
1 2 3 4 [5] 6 7 8 9 10
Intelligence
------------------
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 [9] 10
Speed
-------------
1 2 3 [4] 5 6 7 8 9 10
Unarmed
-----------------------
1 2 3 4 5 [6] 7 8 9 10
Melee Weapons
-----------------------
1 2 3 4 5 6 [7] 8 9 10
Ranged Weapons
-----------------
[1] 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Leadership
----------------
1 2 3 4 5 6 [7] 8 9 10
Force atunement (toward the Light Side)
-------------------------
0 1 2 3 [4] 5
RP Sample:
[In this sample I am making up two worlds so as not to tread on things which may have happened in RP.]
The transport ship arrived toward the two battle-fleets. Both were quite small, in comparison to the great war fleets of the Republic or the Sith, and not particularly noticeable on the grand scheme of things throughout the galaxy, but they were not a joke to the two worlds of the Sinali System. The two worlds, Anari and Ban, were both human, but failed to agree on splitting the recently-found ore riches of the asteroid belt, much closer to Ban but still claimed by Anari. Anari was the original homeworld for both planets' habitants, but the people of Ban had colonized it nearly a millennium before, and had, for several centuries, though technically a part of Anari's political authority and under Anari in their membership within the Republic, very autonomous from their former homeworld. Ban, now, demanded an equal share to the Sinali Asteroid wealth, something the Anaris saw as nothing to share with their colony.
Her transport-ship approached the smaller, much greener world, Anari, and approached the sleek capital city, landing down on the main landing pad. As she disembarked her ship, she looked toward her welcoming committee, led by a prominent man in a dark green robe, surrounded by others wearing less flamboyant, but not much less so, clothing.
Welcome, welcome, Master Jedi, to Anari. I trust your journey was comfortable?
It was tolerable, yes Icaya said, remaining silent in this beginning of the negotiation.
Excellent, excellent. I am Aryn Jofila, the Second Minister of Anari. First Minister Lunpha is in question time at Parliament, a requirement of our government, so it would be best if we go to Parliament now so we can meet him in the Ministerial Offices.
-----
Now, Master Jedi, if you'll just make yourself comfortable in here. I'll stay here, with you, and await the First Minister.
You have a pressing matter to discuss with the First Minister.
I have a pressing matter to discuss with the First Minister
You must go and meet him on his way here to speak of it.
I must go and meet the First Minister on his way here to speak of it. If you will excuse me, Master Jedi.
And with that, Jofila left the room, moving quickly out, leaving Icaya alone in the room. She stood from her chair, and flicked a switch on the holoviewer, which was apparently broadcasting this question time. She set it to low volume, as she went to the vast picture window showing out across the city, where people shuffled back and forth across white pavements and streets and greenery, with the tall brown and white buildings flowing with ramps between them going back and forth. More primitive tube-trains, once common in many core worlds for transportation before the advent of the hovercraft, it seemed these people preferred it's more rooted nature, as she only saw three or four hovercraft in sight, a strange sight in such a large and obviously wealthy city.
She closed her eyes, and began to sense. She sat, silently meditative, on the floor of the room, and sensed, not just seeing, but listening, hearing, and feeling the hustle and bustle of the city, the concerns of the people, already wealthy for such an outlying world. She felt outward to the slums of the city outer, listening to the cries of hungry babies, the wailing of mothers lamenting the death of sons in the street. She felt into the collective mind of the Parliament, feeling their cares, their worries. They were the normal feelings of the wealthy and powerful. There was no thought about the death and hunger of the poor outside the city. There was no worry about the happiness of the denizens of their homeworld. All on their minds were the wealthy's problems - hovercraft rules, tube-train construction, and the massing of more and more wealth and power to themselves, through the possession of the asteroid belt.
She noticed that question time had ended, at the extreme edge of her now citywide sensing of the people, and she brought herself back into the present. Now that she had attuned herself to this world, and the personalities, the people, and the situation on it, as her master taught her, she could deal with this part of the equation. Soon, she must do the same on Ban, to attune herself to that world, so that she could work out what was agreeable to both sides, to both governments. She stood, and moved with her normal near-silence into the chair where the Second Minister had left her. She watched the report on the most recent escalations on the holoviewer as the First Minister, Second Minister, and other men and women came into the room around her. She waved her hand, switching off the holoviewer from afar, and standing, turning to the First Minister, as he said,
Welcome to Anari, Master Jedi. I apologize I was unable to come to the starport to meet you, Master--uh...
Icaya, Icaya Elessar. And I understand, there is no need for explanation.
Thank you for your understanding, Master Elessar. Now, I trust you understand the situation between us and the colonials?
From the information I was given by the Republic, which was quite detailed.
Very good. Now, I trust you see how the Bani are completely incorrect. They are our colonies, and they come under the power of the Ministry. Thus, any claim to those asteroids is ours, by right. This system is entirely our sovereign territory as guaranteed by the Republic.
Why would the Bani think the asteroids are theirs?
It's very simple, Master Jedi. Because of how well we've treated them, the colonials think that they are our equals in all matters. They think their world has the rights of Anari, rights which have been ours since before their colony was formed. Their society is not as cultured, not as developed, and depends more on the force of arms to ensure its dominance over territory. We do not require these things, which is why the Republic entrusts us to govern this system, not them. We represent the whole of this system, the Parliament and the Ministry.
Have the Bani any say in your government?
Of course! Every member of Parliament represents the whole of this great nation, and need not be actually selected by them. After all, they could not have the best interests of the Sinari System at heart if they depended on constant reelection by backward constituents on a backward world.
But, however, do they understand this?
Of course not. They are backward. They must have long, unnecessary election campaigns, inordinate amounts of money spent thereof, and a government that spends more time trying to please the people than govern it. They have set these parameters for their own world, and we have let them, but we cannot--simply cannot--allow this chaos to spread across the system.
If that is their belief, though, isn't it understandable why they would think this Parliament does not represent them?
That is rational, I suppose, in an understanding of their provincial thinking.
Perhaps, but they do have weapons aimed at your fleets, so I would suggest that you should at least attempt to explain this to the Bani
They won't listen.
Perhaps, then, we can set a meeting between you, where you can explain your viewpoint to the Bani, and perhaps solve this crisis.
Perhaps you can convince them to talk, Master Jedi, but I have given up hope that they can be troubled with.
Then I have your consent to form a meeting?
Yes. Why not? After all, we must explain our view to them. They must see reason. They must.
I suppose, then, I should set forth for Ban, to convince them to this meeting.
Very good, Master Jedi, very good. I shall await with bated breath your return.
Very well. Goodbye.
-----
This is going to be a challenge, thought Icaya to herself, but if the Bani are as easy to bring to the table as the Anarians, then I should be able to resolve this within a few weeks.
*****
[If you want a further sample, I can continue this or provide a different type of thing, but since I described her mastery at negotiation, I thought a demonstration of such would be a good sample]
