Post by Apillis on May 6, 2009 8:19:30 GMT -5
Name: Magdalena
Race: Half-Miraluka (Miraluka (Mother), Father (Human))
Age: 30
Birthplace: Alpheridies (Commune outside of Culu Memorial Center)
Allegiance: Sith Order
Status: Sith Emissary
Rank: Sith Knight - Sith Prophet
Appearance: A young half-Miraluka, commonly seen upon those who have touched the dark side she has faint, very small, thin veins spread from the corners of her eyes. An extremely pulchritudinous woman, her silky dark brunette hair reaches down to her waist. She has a soft olive-tan complexion which only seems to bring out the vividness of light green eyes inherited from her father, despite her being blind like her mother. Taking after her mother other than her physical blindness (though able to naturally see through Force Sight), she is also fairly petite. The young woman possesses a very gracefully slender physique, delicate in a way composed with much poise and sensuality within every movement no matter how subtle, while she tends to walk with seemingly natural quiet steps.
At times how she dresses is somewhat traditional for a Miraluka. Covering her eyes is generally an ornate black or white blindfold or veil; and often with numerous decorative beads and ornaments commonly seen with blindfolds and veils worn by her mother's people. Often she takes to wearing varying Miraluka cultural styled robes typically made of fine--even expensive fabrics of differing shades of greys, blacks, whites, reds, or purples. Further decorated with accessorized fine ribbons, sashes, and scarves, even shawls and hoods. Her hair is often done up in stylish, posh fashions one would expect to see among the privileged. There are times she does not wear her blindfolds or veils to deceive others into believing that she is full-blooded human to avoid prejudices, or merely to deceive people into believing that she cannot see them through the Force--as they truly are just as her mother's people can.
Other times she wears black robes one would expect to be seen worn on a Dark Jedi or Sith. A simple black tunic that reaches down to the knees. With loose fit black pants with the ends of her pants legs tucked into black leather boots seen commonly worn by Jedi, Dark Jedi, and Sith alike. Also she wears she wears a long black cloak with the hood often drawn. Sleeved clothe gloves that reach up to her narrow biceps. But then she also wears a head covering lined with gold and a long veil that completely shields her face with the length of its clothe reaching down to her chest. With the hood of her cloak drawn in this outfit, she is completely covered from head to toe.
Regardless of how she is dressed, hanging off her slim waist is a black utility belt not uncommonly seen worn by Sith (or Jedi for that matter), but with no visible lightsaber as that she tends to hide on her person (usually tucked away within her one of her sleeves). Though, often hanging off that belt is a sheathed sword, macabre in the artistry via its hilt, while the blade was made from phrik.
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Personality: Precocious in her nature, something of an unwanted pedagogue in a way for several. Magdalena is intelligent, more than most, and much like with her natural attractiveness, whether it be wrought from a hardy measure of a superiority complex or not, she is not shy about admitting she possesses both in spades. In fact, they are both her favorite attributes about herself, and attempts to get as much out of either as she can to fulfill her personal agendas.
A self-proclaimed intellectual, much of her academia has been dedicated to the study of political acumen as well as the Force. But the key being not to be overt with either, for if done right people will not be certain if one did anything at all--the twist of a thought there, a gentle swaying push here, a subtle rumor brought to the mix. In her eyes the Force is a very necessary tool within politics. In fact, she sees the use of both as not being mutually exclusive of the other, for utilizing the Force to attempt to consolidate political power is fair game and a perfectly acceptable method of furthering one's political agenda. In fact it was something that prevented her from ever attaining Knighthood within the Jedi Order, which she unapologetically without restrain would argue with her betters within Jedi Order time and time again, while blatantly dismissing the ethical debate tied to the issue.
In spite of Magdalena's being able to see her own faults, she is often too ashamed to ever concede to them. Going as far as to try to even convince herself they are not actually faults at all, and thus further feeding into her egotism. While she can acknowledge when she is wrong, it is something she is loathe to do, even causing her to seethe inwardly, and usually at herself for having been blind to reality. It is as simple as the fact she sees herself as the more superior intellectually to her peers, thus if one of them should prove to be in the right and herself in the wrong--despite her conceding to it, nevertheless she receives it as an affront to herself by herself.
However, she is not a loud personality, she has a very willful personality for certain. But she has a strong sense of etiquette, leading her to look down her nose at loud, blathering, bombastic individuals. She has an extremely sharp tongue, but like any savvy manipulative politician will say, it is far more effective to make a keen point that cuts deep leaving a lasting scar, than scream and wail like a child that the masses turn deaf to. Therefore she likes to carry herself with a smooth poise and respectable sensuality through graceful motion and highborn sensibilities via carrying herself with a refined dignity. But in a way, perhaps that in of itself is a front for the fact in the end she is a conniving, backstabbing, vindictive, manipulative deceiver.
Ships/Vehicles: The Sightless Crow (clicky)
Equipment:
Lightsaber: Standard Single-blade lightsaber with a red beam.
Vibroblade
Vibroknife
Vibrosword
Stats:
Strength - Feeble
Agility - Above Average
Intelligence - Superior
Charisma - Average
Force Stats:
Telekinetic- Expert
Telepathic- Apprentice
Body- Adept
Sense- Adept
Protection- Novice
Healing:– Unskilled
Destruction– Expert
Combat Training:
Broken Gate - Adept
Swords - Adept
Knives - Adept
Force Training:
Force Sight (Heritage) - Adept
Projected Fighting - Adept
Force Crush - Expert
Other Training:
Galactic Lore - Expert
Force Lore - Expert
Military History - Adept
Negotiating - Expert
Piloting - Apprentice
Politics - Expert
Lightsaber Training: (Untrained, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master, Specialist)
Shii-Cho- Novice
Makashi- Novice
Soresu- Untrained
Ataru- Untrained
Shien/Djem So- Untrained
Niman- Untrained
Juyo- Untrained
Double Bladed Combat- Untrained
Bio:
Despite Magdalena's leniency toward the finer things in life and looking fashionable and posh, given her background she is more along the lines of being a bit of a rube. The Miraluka as a people tend to live only in small colonies and villages with relatively few places that could actually be labelled as a 'city', if that. Magdalena's parents were simple people, teachers in fact. Her mother was a Luka Sene teaching at the Culu Memorial Center, whereas her father was a mathematics professor who transferred to the quiet of Alpheridies to get away from the crush of humanity within Coruscant. While for humans living on Alhperidies is visually difficult for them, for light provide by the red dawf sun of the planet can destroy a human's vision without eye-protection. Magdalena's father's fascination for the Miraluka culture and people themselves combined with the peacefulness of the world itself, while finding love with whom would be Magdalena's mother, was plenty of reason for him to stay.
It came as no surprise that Magdalena was born Force-Sensitive given her mother was a Miraluka, but in Magdalena's case, her midi-chlorian count was high, very high--high enough to be a Jedi were she given the proper training. Given her mother was a Luka Sene who taught Jedi at the Culu Memorial Center, it came as no surprise when the Jedi came knocking at her door one day inquiring about Magdalena and if her parents would be willing to allow them to train her to be Jedi. Magdalena's mother was for it, she knew the Jedi, she had for years--for most of her life in fact, but it was father who need time and convincing; albeit her mother did eventually sway her father.
Do to her mother being a teacher at the Culu Memorial Center and the Jedi Order's disposition to keep children separate from their families for the prevention of forming attachments that could distract them from their training early on; Magdalena was taken to the Jedi Temple for training. Her early years within the temple walls as a little toddler were for the most uneventful, after all--as a toddler she was not much different from any other youngling at her age. Though like any child as she got a bit older, became more aware and cognitive of her surroundings, naturally her personality begun to peek out of its shell. From the onset she begun to quickly learn how to get reactions from both her peers and caretakers so she could get what she wanted.
It was that very quality that gained the attention of Elysis, a known highly active Jedi master. There are natural qualities some children are born with that if mothered and nurtured, they learn to be quite adept at utilizing such skills. In the case of Magdalena, it was certain social skills, more specifically getting people to do what she wanted, but not by leading them, rather tricking, persuading, or manipulating them through social subterfuge. Any sort of 'leading' she did was more along the lines of like utilizing a carrot on a stick method to manipulate a horse, rather than directly taking charge. She was a withdrawn girl after all, she continually proved to have little interest in outright leadership, she preferred to employ stratagems. In truth it seemed to Elysis that Magdalena found a certain enjoyment in out-smarting people to accomplish her goals or agenda for her.
It was for those reasons that Elysis made the girl her Padawan-learner.
During the course of Magdalena training as a Padawan, Elysis learned quickly that Magdalena has a natural aptitude for channeling the Force. Elysis expected Magdalena would be perceptive via the Force simply because of her heritage, but Magdalena never seemed to have an interest or inclination to expand much on her natural Miraluka perceptive abilities within the Force. Elysis knew quite a bit about Miraluka culture, but very little about raising a Miraluka child or how they develop differently from other younglings. Magdalena early on struggled to control just how much she would perceive within the Force and how much her “sight” would see; often taking in everything within her surroundings all at once overwhelming her mind and perceptions it would leave her staggered and lost in it all. Which was likely what lead to her disinterest continued expansions into such training, doing only what was necessary or required of her in that regard.
The halls of the Jedi Temple are quiet and subdued filled with the tranquil auras of the Jedi who reside and visit it. It is a very relaxing and soothing place for someone who perceives through the Force as Magdalena does. Outside such a place, where everything moves so quickly and filled with all sorts of life the Force overwhelms her, and would lead her to withdraw more than usual. It took her years to learn how to control her perceptions, something she would have likely had an easier time in learning from other Miraluka.
As she got older though, her training and her own understanding of her capabilities and the Force itself begun to fall into place, and she learned how to more artfully enhance her movements through channeling the Force that left even a few Masters impressed with her ability for what were her preteen years at the time. Because of her honing ability to channel the Force it enabled her to learn how to make it flow through her to enhance her movements quite well. She eventually reached a point when she felt the most at ease when attuning herself to the Force in her surroundings, tuning her motions--her movements to the graceful flow of the Force channeling through her; which some think lead to her natural poise and elegant movement even when not channeling the Force.
However, a Jedi who cannot use their blade is only prey for those who may seek to do her harm, so Elysis over the years expanded Magdalena’s prowess to perceive her surroundings via her acute awareness to be a decent combatant beyond just the Shii-Cho techniques, but also teaching Makashi--some thing Elysis thought would benefit her grace and refinement. Because of her light, lithe figure - the adroit movements and methods that compose the Makashi form served as a nice benefit for what is otherwise her very limited use in lightsaber combat overall. But, because Magdalena did have a certain ‘old fashion’ way about her, she also trained her how to wield melee weapons, more specifically swords and knives. It was essentially a heralding to the ancient methods of not just combat, but lessons of clarity of a more chivalrous age and the integrity and principle that lay within being able to face an opponent with an archaic blade forged from metal.
Magdalena never really saw “true combat” mostly small skirmishes or drawing a lightsaber to cow an unruly criminal. She was still young, and about this time in the tale she was only fourteen years old. It was about this time that Elysis brought her into the arena of politics, and the best method to learn politicis was the incestuous scheming behind the veil within the Kuat aristocracies. For if one could understand and navigate its intricacies, then something like the Republic Senate will be a breeze.
It was shortly after Magdalena had constructed her lightsaber on Ilum. In those days she was trained for a more consular role with the aspirations of one day maybe becoming a Jedi Sage. She was ever the bookworm-type since she was small, adoring research and study for whatever may elicit her intellectual fancy. It was really no great surprise to Elysis that Magdalena wound up being drawn to a green crystal within the Ilum crystal cavern, the traditional color crystal of consulars. She spent a few weeks fine tuning her crystal to be just as she felt it should be, only constructing the hilt around it. It was a simplistic, pragmatic design--nothing fancy or flashy.
But upon their return from Ilum, suspicions were mounting toward Elysis, she had always been highly active. But as the years went by she became less and less seen at the temple or the enclaves. She kept Magdalena in tow, especially as Elysis utilized Kuat’s aristoracy as an avenue to teach Magdalena about how to navigate politics through the Force. More importantly to do so utilizing the Force, they were very dark and cynical lessons, often self-serving in their intentions in regards to consolidating power to influence political discourse and shape it to one’s own personal vision or at least advantage.
But it was also Magdalena who found her master’s continual avoidance of the Jedi temple and enclaves peculiar as she continued to absorb the lessons Elysis gave her, gradually valuing Elysis’ lessons more than she did the Jedi teachings and tenets, or really even its code. Suspicions only mounted, though. More and more not just her Jedi master peers wanted to meet with her but the Jedi High Council, until eventually everything begun to come to a head, and they sought her out directly. It was at this point Elysis, vanished into exile. Which had only confirmed their suspicions for them, Elysis had fallen to the dark side, and her power in it was only growing to the point regardless of Elysis’ extreme ability within the telepathic arts within the Force, she could only conceal her true nature from her Jedi peers for so long in spite of how much distance she tried to put between herself and them. It seemed the only reason why she remained was to continue teaching Michiru, passing on her knowledge to the young and impressionable precocious mind of her Padawan, and truth be told, it was working.
The lessons that Elysis conducted in regards to political nuance and etiquette was with a contact of hers, a Kuat Republic Senator by the name of Quin. He was a nobleman within the Kuat aristocracy and had long learned to navigate the social dynamics of both the Republic Senate and the Kuat aristocracies as well as numerous other cultures as a representive of Kuat nobility and a Republic Senator. Upon Elysis’ disappearance, he became a proxy in which she continued to teach Magdalena via clandestine means. Jedi Shadows investigating Elysis during their probings discovered Elysis had been twisting politicians, even orchestrated two assassinations and utilized her telepathy to utterly break political officials to bow to her will and serve her. Senator Quin was investigated several times as a result of these discoveries, though fortunately he was not implicated in anything that Elysis had done. But Magdalena continued associations with him was viewed as dangerous, but she was continued to allowed to do so in hopes that it would eventually draw out Elysis; which is what Elysis had counted on.
Given how far along Magdalena was in her training and given her talent and keen mind, it was viewed as a waste if she were just be passed onto the ExplorCorps or MediCorps or some such. She was passed around to several masters from that point onward to complete her training within the remaining few years she had until her trials for knighthood. But truth be told the most important lessons she learned from her 'true' master and the senator, was how to conceal one's plots when putting forth an agenda. Since she was a little girl she had watched her own master setting forth her desires into motion, swaying minds without utilizing the Force and saying very little but moving whom she needed to see her way--her vision and act accordingly to it, whether they truly understood it or not. The very nature of socio-political nuances, moving pieces on a chessboard that cannot be seen nor being entirely certain of how many opponents one has.
But what her Jedi instructors were observing of Magdalena made them uneasy, for her dealings within Kuat aristocratic politics grew to be more and more self-serving. Garnering political allies so she could amass and fulfill her own agenda as she saw fit amongst them, much like Elysis did, she even begun to think more on the level of a political manipulator than that of Jedi with the good of all or at least the Republic in mind. The lessons Magdalena was taking away from it all was consolidating power via influence over others for oneself, and the greater issue was she begun to use the Force via the subtleties of telepathy to get it.
It was becoming a trend, constantly being pulled into be reprimanded and lectured about the proper roll of the Jedi within political environments. The simple reality was that Michiru discovered that she held nothing but apathy toward what the Jedi Order deigned to be the proper course for a Jedi to walk within the realm of politics. It degenerated to Michiru often and several times openly debating and criticizing the Jedi Order's inadequacies in regards their positioning within politics and how at times proves hypocritical that the claim is made to stay out of it until a movement arises within it they then make their presence felt. Should the Jedi instead take a more active role within the governing bodies and socio-political climates rather than just the shadowy figures in the backgrounds alone, it would be much easier to quash such movements that go against their vision from the onset.
Quite quick to dismiss when her betters would try to rationalize with her that when the Order gets involved in politics it is never a permanency but rather a preventive act to stop a measure that would be destructive to the Republic and its people. Why she was dismissive was because she did not care about the excuses, for her point still remained that a more active position within the senate or other political organizations would prove more valuable because they could see to their agenda being fulfilled more directly. But that sort of power and sway was not what the Jedi Order's goal, it sought to grant freedom and political autonomy for the masses, not rule them as they saw fit. And there is where Magdalena truly begun to diverge from the Jedi Order, her political and philosophical views simply were not synchronized with the Jedi Order's any longer.
The arguments and debates continually went around and around in circles--the more her betters tried to make her understand, the more she resisted and became defiant toward their reasoning becoming obstinate in her way of thinking, her ideals, her ambitions. More and more the Jedi Order was becoming an encumbrance to what she sought to accumulate in her own name free from the yoke of the Jedi Order. After further protests and disagreements with her sought after agenda and desire to consolidate political sway and power, she elicited to leave the order for good a year shy of when she would be of age to undergo her trials. But given the climate of her disagreeable posturing and want of fulfilling her own ambitions of political power to govern and rule, she knew the likelihood of her undergoing the Jedi Trials at the time she become of age to, would not happen.
Where she went was easily the most dangerous place to go, yet the most rewarding if played right. She went to Vjun to involve herself within the political machinations of the Sith Aristocrats. For being what she is, she could be executed by them for in the time of the Sith Aristocrats they considered those who used the Force as abominations needing to be purged. In a way she saw it was a means to test her skill and savvy-ness, for this would require more persuasion and deception on levels that prevent her from being able to act out in the open. She needed to utilize every tool that Elysis taught her to operate within the shadows.
Vjun being an aristocratic planetary government headed by a regional governor of the Sith Aristocrats that was whom she chose to involve herself with. Being born with eyes as a half-Miraluka, it was simple for her to pass off as being human. While she had to be careful utilizing the Force openly otherwise risk being caught, she had to rely upon persuasion, but persuasion comes in many forms, and one of the most powerful being the power of suggestion through the Force. It is not an outright domination of a mind, but rather subtle suggestion through the Force making the suggestion itself the most prominent idea or concept within the victim's mind causing them to have an inclination toward it and thus choose it, which in turn grants them the illusion that it was their choice. It was through precise suggestions through the Force to key personnel under the governor of Vjun that Magdalena managed to infiltrate his administration. And that was where she wound up spending the vast majority of the rest of her years until she heard a calling from the darkness several years later.
Despite the Sith Aristocrats not being the Sith proper, their culture was still an unkind and oppressive one where only the most ruthless could survive. Swaying minds through metaphysical will or the more conventional means of having a silver-tongue, gradually she was able to climb the ranks to an advisory position to the governor himself. His name was Lathar Nil, truly she loathed the man--a megalomaniac to the extreme wrought from an obvious severe narcissism. While it may have been hatred for ones own kind, it was certainly a learning curve for Magdalena to tolerate enough to maintain an equanimity enough to utilize him for her own personal gains. Befriending those who sought to usurp his station while simultaneously gaining influence with those of his administration bearing loyalty for him, she was solidifying her position, and her right to be there. She did not want to be at the forefront, but she wanted to be at his ear to maintain her own influence within the governing body.
Rebellions and insurgences to Sith Aristocrat rule, even within their strongest systems such as Vjun were not unique. The more tyrannical the ruling the more dissatisfied the subjects of the ruling party will be. But Magdalena saw this only as an opportunity. She lacked gathering information directly from the source, and often did she shut out everything from doors to cameras so it was just she and the prisoners; and there it was only the two of them where she would have her way with them. Torture was the modus operandi but it was all through the Force, since she was young she was shown by her former master how to wield Force via martial kinetic combat, such as combining a punch with a telekinetic strike increasing the severity of the physical strike itself, turning a simple punch into something bone crunching. They were dark lessons as Elysis intended them to be, but the naivete of Magdalena in those days did not realize it, but since the days of Elysis fleeing the Order, it had become far more clear as she continued to practice such arts. In her current position, prisoners locked away for being terrorists without trial for interrogation, made the perfect test subjects and punching bags to test and train herself in the arts and methods of the Force that her master had taught her. It was a technique often known as 'projected fighting'.
She was never much with a lightsaber, and using one would be too obvious to the reality of what she was when the guards would see the results of what she would do to them. But tearing into them metaphysically through the Force was another matter entirely. Honing her telekentics by crushing her victims lungs, even graduating to crushing their entire bodies with her hate--twisting and untwisting them with her mind. Or committing precision telekinetic unarmed strikes to vital points of their body causing internal bleeding or other internal damage that enfeebles their being. It was torment inflicted upon them with the several fold goals of honing her ability with the Force and keeping it sharp, torturing the prisoners to satisfy her own sadism, and lastly to interrogate them. Whether the latter was successful or not was hit or miss, and truth be told Magdalena did not really care, it was the former two reasons that she sought most of all.
But it did all provide a means to increase her telekinetic talents to the point she could expertly move a man-sized victim with relative ease. It was not uncommon for her to toss them about the empty duracrete walled interrogation room, brutally slamming them from one end to the other. Her skill at it became so keen that she could conjure telekinetic whirlwinds violently turning them about rapidly launching from one end of the small interrogation room to the other smearing their battered and bloodied bodies across the walls. It was the extensive experimenting with that technique upon interrogated prisoners that lead to her honing of their dark side within her blackened heart--using it to summon up such volatile hatred she could harness to twist, snap, break, and crush the prisoners being.
Albeit the pathway of the dark side leads to many techniques some find to be unsettling, vile, and unnatural. Electrically tormenting her victims via the raw power of the dark side she could summon up, or agonizingly draining the very life from their bodies, or even plaguing their very being with the darkness itself. It was all nothing shy of continuous cruelties she learned through innumerable experiments upon the prisoners to train and hone her abilities. And while there were the occasional voice that attempted to expose her being a Force-sensitive, given her position and station compared theirs as a desperate convicted prisoner, who would give any genuine weight to the claim? After all, one of the surest ways to see an enemy executed was to finger point them as a Force-sensitive amongst the Sith Aristocrats. And those who made such attempts became her special projects for them to feel the full weight of the dark side that she could summon from every shred of malice she bore within her.
Definitely she had her critics among the Sith Aristocrats that knew of her would try to spread rumors of her, which in turn lead to Magdalena responding in kind about them. It was really nothing but social posturing, but that is often how the social climates of aristocracies work to gain influence over a rival or a perceived potential--or very real threat. Magdalena as an adviser to Lathar was very much the latter. His sway within Vjun had never been stronger amongst his so-called peers largely because of her efforts from behind the scenes granting him political advice, while moving the proverbial pieces of the djarik board they were all playing on in their sought after power grabs. The game was constant and the threat of her own status and position was always targeted, and without her advantage of the Force, it is debatable weather or not she would be able to hold her station. For while those outside of Lathar's administration were few that knew of her, they were powerful individuals in her own right. And as they gained power, she could find her own shadowy political conflict with them becoming a greater and more severe risk to herself.
Whether it was salvation or damnation is up to debate pending ones perspective. But it was but a couple years ago, when it felt as though the walls were starting to become a bit more constricting that she felt, or in another sense heard--like a faint distant echo. It was a perceived tremor in the Force, distant--but its nature was dark, even a bit chilling, and it carried the weight of time with it. Often such things were signs of a changing time. Abandoning her post, she followed the tremor within the Force to its source. It lead to Korriban, it was difficult for Magdalena to know what to feel in reaction. For the call of Korriban is the call of the dead, ancient Sith laid to rest after their empires had crumbled all around them.
Yet committing herself to going there she found what the disturbance within the Force was, it was the dawning of a new empire. It was the rise of the Sith Order, the rise of the true heirs of the Sith Empire that been usurped by the so-called Sith Aristocrats claiming a moniker they had no real understanding of its significance. Did Magdalena join the new order? But of course she did, the chance to learn more of the dark side and to consolidate more power was a temptation she could never bring herself to refuse.
Taking on the role of an emissary, more in the spy sense initially, she returned to the Sith Aristocrats of Vjun, taking back up her position under Governor Lathar Nil. Upon her return she solely dedicated herself to the task of aiding in the preparation of the Sith Order's reclaiming of their empire. It was an irony of a sort, the true heirs of the empire usurping the usurpers in reclamation via a coup d'tat.
Once the new Sith Order had consolidated enough power, it finally made its move, and at least in regards to Vjun, their claiming of it was all to easy given Magdalena's aid in the coup. Elysis taught Magdalena how to wield a blade starting when she was young, and they were lessons she took to heart and kept up with her; and whether it be for melee or unarmed combat, a Force-sensitive it is wise for them to be proficient in being able to increase the prowess of their physicality through the Force to enhance themselves to be well beyond human capability in as warriors. It was a wisdom Magdalena possessed having taken Elysis' lessons to heart for years, and training in private with such bladed weapons, she became an efficient killer with a sword. And it proved to be her chosen weapon as she walked the halls of the capital building of Vjun slicing apart one loyalist of the Sith Aristocrats after another.
It did not take her long to reach the governors office, and it was there barged through the door. Lathar rose from his chair in protested outrage of Magdalena's sudden disrespect. But his outrage was only met with Magdalena's twisted will as it physically twisted him in turn. Telekinetically twisting and snapping his bones as she crushed his very being through the raw power of her sadistic malevolence. His attempted screams only seemed to increase her desire make the process all the more agonizing for him until his contorted and crushed body was under more stress than it could handle and simply gave out. His lifeless pretzeled form she released from her telekinetic grasp that held him aloft, and simply moved to execute more loyal aristocratic usurpers.
In the following months Magdalena dedicated her service to the Sith Order in the continuing form of an emissary. She took on the title of 'Sith Emissary', which involved her implanting herself in various political arenas as a representative of the Sith Order. Serving as a representative to the Sith Order's interests, in a way similar to being an ambassador or liaison. Albeit this was in of itself a somewhat deception as the role of an emissary is at times to utilize espionage to fulfill an agenda. Spy work is not only done in the shadows, but at times right in front of ones opponent's face, utilizing a sleight of hand to direct proxies to infiltrate and datamine them, while the other hand is offered in friendship. What it all boils down to is that she is something of a political instigator for the Sith Order and by proxy the Sith Empire, keeping various political factions inside and outside of the empire in check while making the Sith Order's agenda in regards to them in one way or another is continuously felt. It is something that requires nuance and thoughtfulness, rewarding the cunning and conniving, qualities which some say Magdalena has in spades.
RP Sample:
Screams of terror and death and combinations of both filled the halls of the capital building of Vjun as Sith Aristocrat minions, sycophants, and zealot loyalists scattered about in horror as Sith hopefuls and knights went about slaughtering them with a certain dissonant casualness to it. One among them was Magdalena herself, walking nonchalantly through the halls with her sword drawn. The gleam of its blade dimmed by the blood of several victims smear across it with droplets trickling down its length leaving a crimson trail of droplets along the way behind her upon the floor.
Her destination was clear: the governor's office. The odd hapless government worker attempting to flee the scene crossing Magdalena's path found a flash of crimson stained metal directed at them as Magdalena herself continued placidly walking to her destination. The same could not be said for those hapless victims as they oft themselves disemboweled, maimed, or decapitated. It was once Magdalena stood before the doors of the governor's office she finally paused in her steps. Flippantly she lifted her left hand at chest level. As her hand took on a motion as if she were crushing the air before her, and in turn as she did this the metal door squealed and creaked as it gave way to her power.
With a strong sweep of her left hand she threw open wide the governor's office door violently. Standing behind the office desk was the man himself, Lathar Nil, with his blaster pistol drawn firing three shots. Each of which were dissipated the moment they were blocked and smacked away by Michiru's sword. With a slight flick of her left wrist his blaster was torn out of his hand, "The prisoners' protests were right about you.", he snarled, "Abomination."
A wooden expression cracked into an amused smirk and was answered by her left hand held out before her once again as her fingers bent like talons as if to grip an object. Suddenly Lathar aloft in the air, his feet dangling off of the ground--desperately scratched and pawed at his chest throat as the air was being crushed out of both, "You aristocrats are a walking mass of hypocrisy and idiocy... I've always found it to be astonishingly trite to deal with it all. I love politics and amassing power in mine own name. But the nonsense of you 'Sith Aristocrats', truly it was stupendously moronic.", Magdalena's begun to rant as she slowly choked the air of his being, "You take on the name of the most power Force cultures in the history of the galaxy, rivaled only by the Jedi, and then yet consider Force-sensitives to be abominations to be killed on sight. Where is the logic in that? I would loved to have seen the collective stupidity consolidating in the decision making of that meeting."
Magdalena's left hand then shifted as if she were turning a door-knob while nearly balling her left hand into a fist. Corresponding perfectly to the motion of her hand as she exerted the power of her dark will over Lathar, his lungs and throat were freed from her grasp, but not his body. As his left and right arms were bent backward and the elbows completely dislocating them and pulling them out of their sockets to the point his hands were touching their respective shoulders. His legs begun twisting up the knee--snapping and popping and cracking, his bones were being twisted as though someone were ringing out the soaked up water in a towel. Simultaneously his back was being bent backward to extents even a contortionist would not dare try. His snapping under the tension Michiru had cascaded throughout his entire form by twisting up as she was. His body stretched and contorted, he could not scream in agony in his state no matter how badly he wanted to.
"Are you seeing what real power is--what a Sith truly has to call upon at their leisure?", Magdalena uttered with a sneer out of her dislike of the man, "Politics and economics are fun pastimes, for they shape people and cultures--it is power over life. But with the Force--at one's own will and freedom they can step outside of such constraints and seize power over life--the masses--in far more direct forms, like myself with you. Your life--in this moment is under my will. This is true power over life as the Force is life... It is the power to hold life in your grasp...",abruptly Magdalena closed her left hand into a fist and just like that Lathar was crushed in a pretzelled form--his bones cracking and snapping like twigs under Magdalena's telekinetic strength, "...and it is the power to crush its existence...", she finished, and with a nonchalance she turned her back to the dead governor in his broken, rag-doll heap on the floor, and then casually walked away from it all...
Race: Half-Miraluka (Miraluka (Mother), Father (Human))
Age: 30
Birthplace: Alpheridies (Commune outside of Culu Memorial Center)
Allegiance: Sith Order
Status: Sith Emissary
Rank: Sith Knight - Sith Prophet
Appearance: A young half-Miraluka, commonly seen upon those who have touched the dark side she has faint, very small, thin veins spread from the corners of her eyes. An extremely pulchritudinous woman, her silky dark brunette hair reaches down to her waist. She has a soft olive-tan complexion which only seems to bring out the vividness of light green eyes inherited from her father, despite her being blind like her mother. Taking after her mother other than her physical blindness (though able to naturally see through Force Sight), she is also fairly petite. The young woman possesses a very gracefully slender physique, delicate in a way composed with much poise and sensuality within every movement no matter how subtle, while she tends to walk with seemingly natural quiet steps.
At times how she dresses is somewhat traditional for a Miraluka. Covering her eyes is generally an ornate black or white blindfold or veil; and often with numerous decorative beads and ornaments commonly seen with blindfolds and veils worn by her mother's people. Often she takes to wearing varying Miraluka cultural styled robes typically made of fine--even expensive fabrics of differing shades of greys, blacks, whites, reds, or purples. Further decorated with accessorized fine ribbons, sashes, and scarves, even shawls and hoods. Her hair is often done up in stylish, posh fashions one would expect to see among the privileged. There are times she does not wear her blindfolds or veils to deceive others into believing that she is full-blooded human to avoid prejudices, or merely to deceive people into believing that she cannot see them through the Force--as they truly are just as her mother's people can.
Other times she wears black robes one would expect to be seen worn on a Dark Jedi or Sith. A simple black tunic that reaches down to the knees. With loose fit black pants with the ends of her pants legs tucked into black leather boots seen commonly worn by Jedi, Dark Jedi, and Sith alike. Also she wears she wears a long black cloak with the hood often drawn. Sleeved clothe gloves that reach up to her narrow biceps. But then she also wears a head covering lined with gold and a long veil that completely shields her face with the length of its clothe reaching down to her chest. With the hood of her cloak drawn in this outfit, she is completely covered from head to toe.
Regardless of how she is dressed, hanging off her slim waist is a black utility belt not uncommonly seen worn by Sith (or Jedi for that matter), but with no visible lightsaber as that she tends to hide on her person (usually tucked away within her one of her sleeves). Though, often hanging off that belt is a sheathed sword, macabre in the artistry via its hilt, while the blade was made from phrik.
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Personality: Precocious in her nature, something of an unwanted pedagogue in a way for several. Magdalena is intelligent, more than most, and much like with her natural attractiveness, whether it be wrought from a hardy measure of a superiority complex or not, she is not shy about admitting she possesses both in spades. In fact, they are both her favorite attributes about herself, and attempts to get as much out of either as she can to fulfill her personal agendas.
A self-proclaimed intellectual, much of her academia has been dedicated to the study of political acumen as well as the Force. But the key being not to be overt with either, for if done right people will not be certain if one did anything at all--the twist of a thought there, a gentle swaying push here, a subtle rumor brought to the mix. In her eyes the Force is a very necessary tool within politics. In fact, she sees the use of both as not being mutually exclusive of the other, for utilizing the Force to attempt to consolidate political power is fair game and a perfectly acceptable method of furthering one's political agenda. In fact it was something that prevented her from ever attaining Knighthood within the Jedi Order, which she unapologetically without restrain would argue with her betters within Jedi Order time and time again, while blatantly dismissing the ethical debate tied to the issue.
In spite of Magdalena's being able to see her own faults, she is often too ashamed to ever concede to them. Going as far as to try to even convince herself they are not actually faults at all, and thus further feeding into her egotism. While she can acknowledge when she is wrong, it is something she is loathe to do, even causing her to seethe inwardly, and usually at herself for having been blind to reality. It is as simple as the fact she sees herself as the more superior intellectually to her peers, thus if one of them should prove to be in the right and herself in the wrong--despite her conceding to it, nevertheless she receives it as an affront to herself by herself.
However, she is not a loud personality, she has a very willful personality for certain. But she has a strong sense of etiquette, leading her to look down her nose at loud, blathering, bombastic individuals. She has an extremely sharp tongue, but like any savvy manipulative politician will say, it is far more effective to make a keen point that cuts deep leaving a lasting scar, than scream and wail like a child that the masses turn deaf to. Therefore she likes to carry herself with a smooth poise and respectable sensuality through graceful motion and highborn sensibilities via carrying herself with a refined dignity. But in a way, perhaps that in of itself is a front for the fact in the end she is a conniving, backstabbing, vindictive, manipulative deceiver.
Ships/Vehicles: The Sightless Crow (clicky)
Equipment:
Lightsaber: Standard Single-blade lightsaber with a red beam.
Vibroblade
Vibroknife
Vibrosword
Stats:
Strength - Feeble
Agility - Above Average
Intelligence - Superior
Charisma - Average
Force Stats:
Telekinetic- Expert
Telepathic- Apprentice
Body- Adept
Sense- Adept
Protection- Novice
Healing:– Unskilled
Destruction– Expert
Combat Training:
Broken Gate - Adept
Swords - Adept
Knives - Adept
Force Training:
Force Sight (Heritage) - Adept
Projected Fighting - Adept
Force Crush - Expert
Other Training:
Galactic Lore - Expert
Force Lore - Expert
Military History - Adept
Negotiating - Expert
Piloting - Apprentice
Politics - Expert
Lightsaber Training: (Untrained, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master, Specialist)
Shii-Cho- Novice
Makashi- Novice
Soresu- Untrained
Ataru- Untrained
Shien/Djem So- Untrained
Niman- Untrained
Juyo- Untrained
Double Bladed Combat- Untrained
Bio:
Despite Magdalena's leniency toward the finer things in life and looking fashionable and posh, given her background she is more along the lines of being a bit of a rube. The Miraluka as a people tend to live only in small colonies and villages with relatively few places that could actually be labelled as a 'city', if that. Magdalena's parents were simple people, teachers in fact. Her mother was a Luka Sene teaching at the Culu Memorial Center, whereas her father was a mathematics professor who transferred to the quiet of Alpheridies to get away from the crush of humanity within Coruscant. While for humans living on Alhperidies is visually difficult for them, for light provide by the red dawf sun of the planet can destroy a human's vision without eye-protection. Magdalena's father's fascination for the Miraluka culture and people themselves combined with the peacefulness of the world itself, while finding love with whom would be Magdalena's mother, was plenty of reason for him to stay.
It came as no surprise that Magdalena was born Force-Sensitive given her mother was a Miraluka, but in Magdalena's case, her midi-chlorian count was high, very high--high enough to be a Jedi were she given the proper training. Given her mother was a Luka Sene who taught Jedi at the Culu Memorial Center, it came as no surprise when the Jedi came knocking at her door one day inquiring about Magdalena and if her parents would be willing to allow them to train her to be Jedi. Magdalena's mother was for it, she knew the Jedi, she had for years--for most of her life in fact, but it was father who need time and convincing; albeit her mother did eventually sway her father.
Do to her mother being a teacher at the Culu Memorial Center and the Jedi Order's disposition to keep children separate from their families for the prevention of forming attachments that could distract them from their training early on; Magdalena was taken to the Jedi Temple for training. Her early years within the temple walls as a little toddler were for the most uneventful, after all--as a toddler she was not much different from any other youngling at her age. Though like any child as she got a bit older, became more aware and cognitive of her surroundings, naturally her personality begun to peek out of its shell. From the onset she begun to quickly learn how to get reactions from both her peers and caretakers so she could get what she wanted.
It was that very quality that gained the attention of Elysis, a known highly active Jedi master. There are natural qualities some children are born with that if mothered and nurtured, they learn to be quite adept at utilizing such skills. In the case of Magdalena, it was certain social skills, more specifically getting people to do what she wanted, but not by leading them, rather tricking, persuading, or manipulating them through social subterfuge. Any sort of 'leading' she did was more along the lines of like utilizing a carrot on a stick method to manipulate a horse, rather than directly taking charge. She was a withdrawn girl after all, she continually proved to have little interest in outright leadership, she preferred to employ stratagems. In truth it seemed to Elysis that Magdalena found a certain enjoyment in out-smarting people to accomplish her goals or agenda for her.
It was for those reasons that Elysis made the girl her Padawan-learner.
During the course of Magdalena training as a Padawan, Elysis learned quickly that Magdalena has a natural aptitude for channeling the Force. Elysis expected Magdalena would be perceptive via the Force simply because of her heritage, but Magdalena never seemed to have an interest or inclination to expand much on her natural Miraluka perceptive abilities within the Force. Elysis knew quite a bit about Miraluka culture, but very little about raising a Miraluka child or how they develop differently from other younglings. Magdalena early on struggled to control just how much she would perceive within the Force and how much her “sight” would see; often taking in everything within her surroundings all at once overwhelming her mind and perceptions it would leave her staggered and lost in it all. Which was likely what lead to her disinterest continued expansions into such training, doing only what was necessary or required of her in that regard.
The halls of the Jedi Temple are quiet and subdued filled with the tranquil auras of the Jedi who reside and visit it. It is a very relaxing and soothing place for someone who perceives through the Force as Magdalena does. Outside such a place, where everything moves so quickly and filled with all sorts of life the Force overwhelms her, and would lead her to withdraw more than usual. It took her years to learn how to control her perceptions, something she would have likely had an easier time in learning from other Miraluka.
As she got older though, her training and her own understanding of her capabilities and the Force itself begun to fall into place, and she learned how to more artfully enhance her movements through channeling the Force that left even a few Masters impressed with her ability for what were her preteen years at the time. Because of her honing ability to channel the Force it enabled her to learn how to make it flow through her to enhance her movements quite well. She eventually reached a point when she felt the most at ease when attuning herself to the Force in her surroundings, tuning her motions--her movements to the graceful flow of the Force channeling through her; which some think lead to her natural poise and elegant movement even when not channeling the Force.
However, a Jedi who cannot use their blade is only prey for those who may seek to do her harm, so Elysis over the years expanded Magdalena’s prowess to perceive her surroundings via her acute awareness to be a decent combatant beyond just the Shii-Cho techniques, but also teaching Makashi--some thing Elysis thought would benefit her grace and refinement. Because of her light, lithe figure - the adroit movements and methods that compose the Makashi form served as a nice benefit for what is otherwise her very limited use in lightsaber combat overall. But, because Magdalena did have a certain ‘old fashion’ way about her, she also trained her how to wield melee weapons, more specifically swords and knives. It was essentially a heralding to the ancient methods of not just combat, but lessons of clarity of a more chivalrous age and the integrity and principle that lay within being able to face an opponent with an archaic blade forged from metal.
Magdalena never really saw “true combat” mostly small skirmishes or drawing a lightsaber to cow an unruly criminal. She was still young, and about this time in the tale she was only fourteen years old. It was about this time that Elysis brought her into the arena of politics, and the best method to learn politicis was the incestuous scheming behind the veil within the Kuat aristocracies. For if one could understand and navigate its intricacies, then something like the Republic Senate will be a breeze.
It was shortly after Magdalena had constructed her lightsaber on Ilum. In those days she was trained for a more consular role with the aspirations of one day maybe becoming a Jedi Sage. She was ever the bookworm-type since she was small, adoring research and study for whatever may elicit her intellectual fancy. It was really no great surprise to Elysis that Magdalena wound up being drawn to a green crystal within the Ilum crystal cavern, the traditional color crystal of consulars. She spent a few weeks fine tuning her crystal to be just as she felt it should be, only constructing the hilt around it. It was a simplistic, pragmatic design--nothing fancy or flashy.
But upon their return from Ilum, suspicions were mounting toward Elysis, she had always been highly active. But as the years went by she became less and less seen at the temple or the enclaves. She kept Magdalena in tow, especially as Elysis utilized Kuat’s aristoracy as an avenue to teach Magdalena about how to navigate politics through the Force. More importantly to do so utilizing the Force, they were very dark and cynical lessons, often self-serving in their intentions in regards to consolidating power to influence political discourse and shape it to one’s own personal vision or at least advantage.
But it was also Magdalena who found her master’s continual avoidance of the Jedi temple and enclaves peculiar as she continued to absorb the lessons Elysis gave her, gradually valuing Elysis’ lessons more than she did the Jedi teachings and tenets, or really even its code. Suspicions only mounted, though. More and more not just her Jedi master peers wanted to meet with her but the Jedi High Council, until eventually everything begun to come to a head, and they sought her out directly. It was at this point Elysis, vanished into exile. Which had only confirmed their suspicions for them, Elysis had fallen to the dark side, and her power in it was only growing to the point regardless of Elysis’ extreme ability within the telepathic arts within the Force, she could only conceal her true nature from her Jedi peers for so long in spite of how much distance she tried to put between herself and them. It seemed the only reason why she remained was to continue teaching Michiru, passing on her knowledge to the young and impressionable precocious mind of her Padawan, and truth be told, it was working.
The lessons that Elysis conducted in regards to political nuance and etiquette was with a contact of hers, a Kuat Republic Senator by the name of Quin. He was a nobleman within the Kuat aristocracy and had long learned to navigate the social dynamics of both the Republic Senate and the Kuat aristocracies as well as numerous other cultures as a representive of Kuat nobility and a Republic Senator. Upon Elysis’ disappearance, he became a proxy in which she continued to teach Magdalena via clandestine means. Jedi Shadows investigating Elysis during their probings discovered Elysis had been twisting politicians, even orchestrated two assassinations and utilized her telepathy to utterly break political officials to bow to her will and serve her. Senator Quin was investigated several times as a result of these discoveries, though fortunately he was not implicated in anything that Elysis had done. But Magdalena continued associations with him was viewed as dangerous, but she was continued to allowed to do so in hopes that it would eventually draw out Elysis; which is what Elysis had counted on.
Given how far along Magdalena was in her training and given her talent and keen mind, it was viewed as a waste if she were just be passed onto the ExplorCorps or MediCorps or some such. She was passed around to several masters from that point onward to complete her training within the remaining few years she had until her trials for knighthood. But truth be told the most important lessons she learned from her 'true' master and the senator, was how to conceal one's plots when putting forth an agenda. Since she was a little girl she had watched her own master setting forth her desires into motion, swaying minds without utilizing the Force and saying very little but moving whom she needed to see her way--her vision and act accordingly to it, whether they truly understood it or not. The very nature of socio-political nuances, moving pieces on a chessboard that cannot be seen nor being entirely certain of how many opponents one has.
But what her Jedi instructors were observing of Magdalena made them uneasy, for her dealings within Kuat aristocratic politics grew to be more and more self-serving. Garnering political allies so she could amass and fulfill her own agenda as she saw fit amongst them, much like Elysis did, she even begun to think more on the level of a political manipulator than that of Jedi with the good of all or at least the Republic in mind. The lessons Magdalena was taking away from it all was consolidating power via influence over others for oneself, and the greater issue was she begun to use the Force via the subtleties of telepathy to get it.
It was becoming a trend, constantly being pulled into be reprimanded and lectured about the proper roll of the Jedi within political environments. The simple reality was that Michiru discovered that she held nothing but apathy toward what the Jedi Order deigned to be the proper course for a Jedi to walk within the realm of politics. It degenerated to Michiru often and several times openly debating and criticizing the Jedi Order's inadequacies in regards their positioning within politics and how at times proves hypocritical that the claim is made to stay out of it until a movement arises within it they then make their presence felt. Should the Jedi instead take a more active role within the governing bodies and socio-political climates rather than just the shadowy figures in the backgrounds alone, it would be much easier to quash such movements that go against their vision from the onset.
Quite quick to dismiss when her betters would try to rationalize with her that when the Order gets involved in politics it is never a permanency but rather a preventive act to stop a measure that would be destructive to the Republic and its people. Why she was dismissive was because she did not care about the excuses, for her point still remained that a more active position within the senate or other political organizations would prove more valuable because they could see to their agenda being fulfilled more directly. But that sort of power and sway was not what the Jedi Order's goal, it sought to grant freedom and political autonomy for the masses, not rule them as they saw fit. And there is where Magdalena truly begun to diverge from the Jedi Order, her political and philosophical views simply were not synchronized with the Jedi Order's any longer.
The arguments and debates continually went around and around in circles--the more her betters tried to make her understand, the more she resisted and became defiant toward their reasoning becoming obstinate in her way of thinking, her ideals, her ambitions. More and more the Jedi Order was becoming an encumbrance to what she sought to accumulate in her own name free from the yoke of the Jedi Order. After further protests and disagreements with her sought after agenda and desire to consolidate political sway and power, she elicited to leave the order for good a year shy of when she would be of age to undergo her trials. But given the climate of her disagreeable posturing and want of fulfilling her own ambitions of political power to govern and rule, she knew the likelihood of her undergoing the Jedi Trials at the time she become of age to, would not happen.
Where she went was easily the most dangerous place to go, yet the most rewarding if played right. She went to Vjun to involve herself within the political machinations of the Sith Aristocrats. For being what she is, she could be executed by them for in the time of the Sith Aristocrats they considered those who used the Force as abominations needing to be purged. In a way she saw it was a means to test her skill and savvy-ness, for this would require more persuasion and deception on levels that prevent her from being able to act out in the open. She needed to utilize every tool that Elysis taught her to operate within the shadows.
Vjun being an aristocratic planetary government headed by a regional governor of the Sith Aristocrats that was whom she chose to involve herself with. Being born with eyes as a half-Miraluka, it was simple for her to pass off as being human. While she had to be careful utilizing the Force openly otherwise risk being caught, she had to rely upon persuasion, but persuasion comes in many forms, and one of the most powerful being the power of suggestion through the Force. It is not an outright domination of a mind, but rather subtle suggestion through the Force making the suggestion itself the most prominent idea or concept within the victim's mind causing them to have an inclination toward it and thus choose it, which in turn grants them the illusion that it was their choice. It was through precise suggestions through the Force to key personnel under the governor of Vjun that Magdalena managed to infiltrate his administration. And that was where she wound up spending the vast majority of the rest of her years until she heard a calling from the darkness several years later.
Despite the Sith Aristocrats not being the Sith proper, their culture was still an unkind and oppressive one where only the most ruthless could survive. Swaying minds through metaphysical will or the more conventional means of having a silver-tongue, gradually she was able to climb the ranks to an advisory position to the governor himself. His name was Lathar Nil, truly she loathed the man--a megalomaniac to the extreme wrought from an obvious severe narcissism. While it may have been hatred for ones own kind, it was certainly a learning curve for Magdalena to tolerate enough to maintain an equanimity enough to utilize him for her own personal gains. Befriending those who sought to usurp his station while simultaneously gaining influence with those of his administration bearing loyalty for him, she was solidifying her position, and her right to be there. She did not want to be at the forefront, but she wanted to be at his ear to maintain her own influence within the governing body.
Rebellions and insurgences to Sith Aristocrat rule, even within their strongest systems such as Vjun were not unique. The more tyrannical the ruling the more dissatisfied the subjects of the ruling party will be. But Magdalena saw this only as an opportunity. She lacked gathering information directly from the source, and often did she shut out everything from doors to cameras so it was just she and the prisoners; and there it was only the two of them where she would have her way with them. Torture was the modus operandi but it was all through the Force, since she was young she was shown by her former master how to wield Force via martial kinetic combat, such as combining a punch with a telekinetic strike increasing the severity of the physical strike itself, turning a simple punch into something bone crunching. They were dark lessons as Elysis intended them to be, but the naivete of Magdalena in those days did not realize it, but since the days of Elysis fleeing the Order, it had become far more clear as she continued to practice such arts. In her current position, prisoners locked away for being terrorists without trial for interrogation, made the perfect test subjects and punching bags to test and train herself in the arts and methods of the Force that her master had taught her. It was a technique often known as 'projected fighting'.
She was never much with a lightsaber, and using one would be too obvious to the reality of what she was when the guards would see the results of what she would do to them. But tearing into them metaphysically through the Force was another matter entirely. Honing her telekentics by crushing her victims lungs, even graduating to crushing their entire bodies with her hate--twisting and untwisting them with her mind. Or committing precision telekinetic unarmed strikes to vital points of their body causing internal bleeding or other internal damage that enfeebles their being. It was torment inflicted upon them with the several fold goals of honing her ability with the Force and keeping it sharp, torturing the prisoners to satisfy her own sadism, and lastly to interrogate them. Whether the latter was successful or not was hit or miss, and truth be told Magdalena did not really care, it was the former two reasons that she sought most of all.
But it did all provide a means to increase her telekinetic talents to the point she could expertly move a man-sized victim with relative ease. It was not uncommon for her to toss them about the empty duracrete walled interrogation room, brutally slamming them from one end to the other. Her skill at it became so keen that she could conjure telekinetic whirlwinds violently turning them about rapidly launching from one end of the small interrogation room to the other smearing their battered and bloodied bodies across the walls. It was the extensive experimenting with that technique upon interrogated prisoners that lead to her honing of their dark side within her blackened heart--using it to summon up such volatile hatred she could harness to twist, snap, break, and crush the prisoners being.
Albeit the pathway of the dark side leads to many techniques some find to be unsettling, vile, and unnatural. Electrically tormenting her victims via the raw power of the dark side she could summon up, or agonizingly draining the very life from their bodies, or even plaguing their very being with the darkness itself. It was all nothing shy of continuous cruelties she learned through innumerable experiments upon the prisoners to train and hone her abilities. And while there were the occasional voice that attempted to expose her being a Force-sensitive, given her position and station compared theirs as a desperate convicted prisoner, who would give any genuine weight to the claim? After all, one of the surest ways to see an enemy executed was to finger point them as a Force-sensitive amongst the Sith Aristocrats. And those who made such attempts became her special projects for them to feel the full weight of the dark side that she could summon from every shred of malice she bore within her.
Definitely she had her critics among the Sith Aristocrats that knew of her would try to spread rumors of her, which in turn lead to Magdalena responding in kind about them. It was really nothing but social posturing, but that is often how the social climates of aristocracies work to gain influence over a rival or a perceived potential--or very real threat. Magdalena as an adviser to Lathar was very much the latter. His sway within Vjun had never been stronger amongst his so-called peers largely because of her efforts from behind the scenes granting him political advice, while moving the proverbial pieces of the djarik board they were all playing on in their sought after power grabs. The game was constant and the threat of her own status and position was always targeted, and without her advantage of the Force, it is debatable weather or not she would be able to hold her station. For while those outside of Lathar's administration were few that knew of her, they were powerful individuals in her own right. And as they gained power, she could find her own shadowy political conflict with them becoming a greater and more severe risk to herself.
Whether it was salvation or damnation is up to debate pending ones perspective. But it was but a couple years ago, when it felt as though the walls were starting to become a bit more constricting that she felt, or in another sense heard--like a faint distant echo. It was a perceived tremor in the Force, distant--but its nature was dark, even a bit chilling, and it carried the weight of time with it. Often such things were signs of a changing time. Abandoning her post, she followed the tremor within the Force to its source. It lead to Korriban, it was difficult for Magdalena to know what to feel in reaction. For the call of Korriban is the call of the dead, ancient Sith laid to rest after their empires had crumbled all around them.
Yet committing herself to going there she found what the disturbance within the Force was, it was the dawning of a new empire. It was the rise of the Sith Order, the rise of the true heirs of the Sith Empire that been usurped by the so-called Sith Aristocrats claiming a moniker they had no real understanding of its significance. Did Magdalena join the new order? But of course she did, the chance to learn more of the dark side and to consolidate more power was a temptation she could never bring herself to refuse.
Taking on the role of an emissary, more in the spy sense initially, she returned to the Sith Aristocrats of Vjun, taking back up her position under Governor Lathar Nil. Upon her return she solely dedicated herself to the task of aiding in the preparation of the Sith Order's reclaiming of their empire. It was an irony of a sort, the true heirs of the empire usurping the usurpers in reclamation via a coup d'tat.
Once the new Sith Order had consolidated enough power, it finally made its move, and at least in regards to Vjun, their claiming of it was all to easy given Magdalena's aid in the coup. Elysis taught Magdalena how to wield a blade starting when she was young, and they were lessons she took to heart and kept up with her; and whether it be for melee or unarmed combat, a Force-sensitive it is wise for them to be proficient in being able to increase the prowess of their physicality through the Force to enhance themselves to be well beyond human capability in as warriors. It was a wisdom Magdalena possessed having taken Elysis' lessons to heart for years, and training in private with such bladed weapons, she became an efficient killer with a sword. And it proved to be her chosen weapon as she walked the halls of the capital building of Vjun slicing apart one loyalist of the Sith Aristocrats after another.
It did not take her long to reach the governors office, and it was there barged through the door. Lathar rose from his chair in protested outrage of Magdalena's sudden disrespect. But his outrage was only met with Magdalena's twisted will as it physically twisted him in turn. Telekinetically twisting and snapping his bones as she crushed his very being through the raw power of her sadistic malevolence. His attempted screams only seemed to increase her desire make the process all the more agonizing for him until his contorted and crushed body was under more stress than it could handle and simply gave out. His lifeless pretzeled form she released from her telekinetic grasp that held him aloft, and simply moved to execute more loyal aristocratic usurpers.
In the following months Magdalena dedicated her service to the Sith Order in the continuing form of an emissary. She took on the title of 'Sith Emissary', which involved her implanting herself in various political arenas as a representative of the Sith Order. Serving as a representative to the Sith Order's interests, in a way similar to being an ambassador or liaison. Albeit this was in of itself a somewhat deception as the role of an emissary is at times to utilize espionage to fulfill an agenda. Spy work is not only done in the shadows, but at times right in front of ones opponent's face, utilizing a sleight of hand to direct proxies to infiltrate and datamine them, while the other hand is offered in friendship. What it all boils down to is that she is something of a political instigator for the Sith Order and by proxy the Sith Empire, keeping various political factions inside and outside of the empire in check while making the Sith Order's agenda in regards to them in one way or another is continuously felt. It is something that requires nuance and thoughtfulness, rewarding the cunning and conniving, qualities which some say Magdalena has in spades.
RP Sample:
Screams of terror and death and combinations of both filled the halls of the capital building of Vjun as Sith Aristocrat minions, sycophants, and zealot loyalists scattered about in horror as Sith hopefuls and knights went about slaughtering them with a certain dissonant casualness to it. One among them was Magdalena herself, walking nonchalantly through the halls with her sword drawn. The gleam of its blade dimmed by the blood of several victims smear across it with droplets trickling down its length leaving a crimson trail of droplets along the way behind her upon the floor.
Her destination was clear: the governor's office. The odd hapless government worker attempting to flee the scene crossing Magdalena's path found a flash of crimson stained metal directed at them as Magdalena herself continued placidly walking to her destination. The same could not be said for those hapless victims as they oft themselves disemboweled, maimed, or decapitated. It was once Magdalena stood before the doors of the governor's office she finally paused in her steps. Flippantly she lifted her left hand at chest level. As her hand took on a motion as if she were crushing the air before her, and in turn as she did this the metal door squealed and creaked as it gave way to her power.
With a strong sweep of her left hand she threw open wide the governor's office door violently. Standing behind the office desk was the man himself, Lathar Nil, with his blaster pistol drawn firing three shots. Each of which were dissipated the moment they were blocked and smacked away by Michiru's sword. With a slight flick of her left wrist his blaster was torn out of his hand, "The prisoners' protests were right about you.", he snarled, "Abomination."
A wooden expression cracked into an amused smirk and was answered by her left hand held out before her once again as her fingers bent like talons as if to grip an object. Suddenly Lathar aloft in the air, his feet dangling off of the ground--desperately scratched and pawed at his chest throat as the air was being crushed out of both, "You aristocrats are a walking mass of hypocrisy and idiocy... I've always found it to be astonishingly trite to deal with it all. I love politics and amassing power in mine own name. But the nonsense of you 'Sith Aristocrats', truly it was stupendously moronic.", Magdalena's begun to rant as she slowly choked the air of his being, "You take on the name of the most power Force cultures in the history of the galaxy, rivaled only by the Jedi, and then yet consider Force-sensitives to be abominations to be killed on sight. Where is the logic in that? I would loved to have seen the collective stupidity consolidating in the decision making of that meeting."
Magdalena's left hand then shifted as if she were turning a door-knob while nearly balling her left hand into a fist. Corresponding perfectly to the motion of her hand as she exerted the power of her dark will over Lathar, his lungs and throat were freed from her grasp, but not his body. As his left and right arms were bent backward and the elbows completely dislocating them and pulling them out of their sockets to the point his hands were touching their respective shoulders. His legs begun twisting up the knee--snapping and popping and cracking, his bones were being twisted as though someone were ringing out the soaked up water in a towel. Simultaneously his back was being bent backward to extents even a contortionist would not dare try. His snapping under the tension Michiru had cascaded throughout his entire form by twisting up as she was. His body stretched and contorted, he could not scream in agony in his state no matter how badly he wanted to.
"Are you seeing what real power is--what a Sith truly has to call upon at their leisure?", Magdalena uttered with a sneer out of her dislike of the man, "Politics and economics are fun pastimes, for they shape people and cultures--it is power over life. But with the Force--at one's own will and freedom they can step outside of such constraints and seize power over life--the masses--in far more direct forms, like myself with you. Your life--in this moment is under my will. This is true power over life as the Force is life... It is the power to hold life in your grasp...",abruptly Magdalena closed her left hand into a fist and just like that Lathar was crushed in a pretzelled form--his bones cracking and snapping like twigs under Magdalena's telekinetic strength, "...and it is the power to crush its existence...", she finished, and with a nonchalance she turned her back to the dead governor in his broken, rag-doll heap on the floor, and then casually walked away from it all...
And in one occasion Magdalena did to, my attempt was to use the teal colored text to convey a more - caring, passive, kind, serene, etc etc intent not just in the tone but the feeling within the words themselves, and the vice versa of that with the red text - as if the dark/light side is within the words themselves. Though, I can see how it could be confusing and wondered if it might be, may I should change that, too 
And I also liked the thought that Elysis is still out there, even if she's never seen again. 
