Post by glitter on Feb 6, 2016 22:49:44 GMT -5
Name:
Nova Grii
Race:
human
Age:
21
Birthplace:
Nar Shaddaa
Allegiance:
Sith
Status:
Sith acolyte
Rank:
Sith Acolyte
Height/Weight:
5'4" 150lbs
Appearance:
At first glance, Nova does not seem very impressive. She's short with a round face and a slightly heavy build, and her complexion is pale with pinkish tones across her cheeks and nose. Her hair has an unruly texture and is a bold shade of red. It falls to just beneath her shoulder blades and is usually tamed in a bun or a long braid. Her clothing style is also unassuming: plain dark clothes with a loose fit. Practicality is her main concern.
The only striking thing about Nova's appearance is her eyes, not because they're unusual, but because they clearly indicate her disability. Her eyes are a very pale shade of grey with slight clouding of the pupils, and they have a distant, unfocused look.
Personality:
Nova is nothing if not fiery. She's full of anger, hatred, and passion and feels everything with a bold intensity. Because she was brought up to believe that such emotions were a great source of power, she doesn't hold back, and doesn't try to keep clam. However, Nova is also rash and impulsive. She acts without thinking and lets her emotions guide her more than her mind, and she's a poor planner.
Beneath her anger and fire, Nova actually has a good heart, though it's something she tries to deny. Deep inside she feels pity and remorse, but because she thinks such feelings are a sign of weakness, she buries them and tries to fight them.
Ships/Vehicles:
none
Equipment:
lightsaber (orange crystal) basic clothing and boots
Stats: (Feeble, Below Average, Average, Above Average, Superior, Legendary)
Strength -
above average
Agility -
below average
Intelligence -
above average
Charisma - average
Force Stats: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Telekinetic-
novice
Telepathic-
novice
Body-
unskilled
Sense-
adept
Protection-
unskilled
Healing:–
unskilled
Destruction–
apprentice
Combat Training:
Vibroblades: novice
Unarmed martial arts: noivce
Force Training:
Specialized skill: Force sight: adept.
To say she uses the Force to see is inaccurate. No matter how hard she focusing on using the Force to sense her surroundings, her eyes show her the same blurry, hazy picture. She knows her surroundings, people and objects around her, and where she is relative to it all by sensing it, not seeing it in any sense of the word.
There are limitations: the Force can't help her to read anything unless it's help close to her nose, she has poor facial recognition, and since it takes considerable effort for her to use her Force sense, if she's in a familiar place and has downtime, she's happier to just go through her blurry world.
Other Training:
Languages: Basic (first language), Huttese (adept)
Lightsaber Training: (Untrained, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master, Specialist)
Shii-Cho-
apprentice
Makashi-
untrained
Soresu-
novice
Ataru-
novice
Shien/Djem So-
untrained
>>Sub-form Backhanded-
untrained
Niman-
untrained
>>Sub-form Jar-kai-
untrained
Juyo-
untrained
Double Bladed Combat-
untrained
Biography:
Before Nova there was Della Grii: a Jedi who left the Order, fell to the Dark side, took her lover down with her, and quickly moved on what she got what she wanted (a child). However, her mother always refused to talk about anything that happened prior to her birth, so Nova knows none of this. She also doesn't know her father's name, nor that his eyesight was even more impaired than hers, nor that her mother was not his first secret lover, and especially not that she has a half brother somewhere in the galaxy.
No, Nova only knows that her mother was a powerful Force user with a strong connection to the Dark side, and she's long since known better than to ask any more prying questions. She was born on Nar Shaddaa, but never had any early memories of the place; she moved around a lot either tagging along her by mother's side or in the care of one of her mother's friends. From the moment she was born, it was clear that her eyes did not work properly, and while cybernetics may have been able to correct the problem, her mother refused to seek any kind of treatment. She knew in her heart that her child was Force sensitive, and she hoped that having low vision would require her daughter to forge a stronger connection to the Force.
Della saw Nova more of a pet project and less of a child. While she could still have moments of warmth and motherly kindness, she was less interested in being a loving parent and more interested in shaping her daughter into the person she wanted her to be. Nova was encouraged to embrace any anger and hatred she felt and to crave power. Nothing less than perfection was acceptable. Her mother taught her to use the Force to see, basic telekinetic abilities, and basic combat techniques. Nova was also spoon fed her mother's critical opinions of the Jedi Order and the Republic.
However, Nova found that the happiest moments of her childhood were those spent away from her mother. Della had a handful of friends she trusted to watch her child, and Nova was passed off to one or another of them if her mother was too busy or doing something to dangerous and risky to have a young child tagging along. With some of her mother's friends she found more love and encouragement, and all of them were much less strict. It was then that she could truly enjoy childhood and be herself, and she often dreaded returning to her mother's side.
As the Sith Empire began to gain power, it was clear that this would be the best path for Nova to refine her talent in the Force and find power within the galaxy, so at the age of eighteen she left home for Korriban. She had a slight head start on learning how to use the Force: partly from learning how to get around with limited use of her eyes and partly from direct instruction from her mother. When she began to train as an initiate, she found herself well served by her early advantages, her burning desire to succeed, and her and fiery personality, and though she was weaker in the lightsaber combat, she made up for it with how well she could use the destructive nature of the Force as a weapon. However, she also found training to be emotionally taxing. She pitied those who could not endure the vigors, and she felt the burden of guilt if her actions caused a fellow initiate to suffer, but she would never dare admit it.
Nova always managed to convince herself that emotional discomfort was a small price to pay for giving herself an advantage, some kind of a test of willpower that would make her stronger in the end. In time, Nova proved herself to have great potential and caught the attention of Lord Vircet, and he chose her to be his apprentice. Since she has studied under him, Nova has seen more of the galaxy than she was able to with her mother and her insular group of friends, and she's been exposed to more philosophies that directly oppose what she was brought up to believe...sometimes they even make sense. Those weaker emotions that she has always tried so hard to bury keep trying to come back out, yet at the same time as she grows in her skill in using the Force and has begun to crave more power, but she's unsure if she's willing to do what it takes to seize it.
Roleplay Sample:
Though Nar Shaddaa was the first place she could call home, she had no memories of it, and it felt as though this was her first time stepping foot on this moon. As soon as she was out of the spaceport and into the atmosphere, she felt all of her senses immediately overloaded. Even through blurry vision she could see a dizzying haze of blazing lights in bold colors, and she had to take a moment to close her eyes and take a deep breath to find her center, to re-establish her connection with the Force through all the distractions.
"Ma'am? Excuse me?" a feeble voice called beside her. Nova opened her eyes and looked to see the blurry form of a blue Twi'lek, a thin child in her arms. "Could you spare some credits, please? I'm deep in debt to the Hutts, and my child hasn't eaten today."
Nova felt a knot in her stomach. She could spare a few credits, and this woman and her child needed it more than she did...but to feel that way was to be weak, and to freely give to those who had not worked to earn what you gave was to encourage weakness. Nova was above that.
"I have nothing for you!" she snapped in a sour tone as she turned to go, walking away with quick long strides.
Pity swelled up inside her, and she wondered if she should have helped. No, she was better than that. It would be more productive to turn her pity into anger: anger at the Huttsfor the way they treated people like garbage. Maybe it was a bit more righteous and justice-minded than her mother and her master would have liked, but anger was anger. Nova didn't think the source of it mattered much at all.
Nova Grii
Race:
human
Age:
21
Birthplace:
Nar Shaddaa
Allegiance:
Sith
Status:
Sith acolyte
Rank:
Sith Acolyte
Height/Weight:
5'4" 150lbs
Appearance:
At first glance, Nova does not seem very impressive. She's short with a round face and a slightly heavy build, and her complexion is pale with pinkish tones across her cheeks and nose. Her hair has an unruly texture and is a bold shade of red. It falls to just beneath her shoulder blades and is usually tamed in a bun or a long braid. Her clothing style is also unassuming: plain dark clothes with a loose fit. Practicality is her main concern.
The only striking thing about Nova's appearance is her eyes, not because they're unusual, but because they clearly indicate her disability. Her eyes are a very pale shade of grey with slight clouding of the pupils, and they have a distant, unfocused look.
Personality:
Nova is nothing if not fiery. She's full of anger, hatred, and passion and feels everything with a bold intensity. Because she was brought up to believe that such emotions were a great source of power, she doesn't hold back, and doesn't try to keep clam. However, Nova is also rash and impulsive. She acts without thinking and lets her emotions guide her more than her mind, and she's a poor planner.
Beneath her anger and fire, Nova actually has a good heart, though it's something she tries to deny. Deep inside she feels pity and remorse, but because she thinks such feelings are a sign of weakness, she buries them and tries to fight them.
Ships/Vehicles:
none
Equipment:
lightsaber (orange crystal) basic clothing and boots
Stats: (Feeble, Below Average, Average, Above Average, Superior, Legendary)
Strength -
above average
Agility -
below average
Intelligence -
above average
Charisma - average
Force Stats: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Telekinetic-
novice
Telepathic-
novice
Body-
unskilled
Sense-
adept
Protection-
unskilled
Healing:–
unskilled
Destruction–
apprentice
Combat Training:
Vibroblades: novice
Unarmed martial arts: noivce
Force Training:
Specialized skill: Force sight: adept.
To say she uses the Force to see is inaccurate. No matter how hard she focusing on using the Force to sense her surroundings, her eyes show her the same blurry, hazy picture. She knows her surroundings, people and objects around her, and where she is relative to it all by sensing it, not seeing it in any sense of the word.
There are limitations: the Force can't help her to read anything unless it's help close to her nose, she has poor facial recognition, and since it takes considerable effort for her to use her Force sense, if she's in a familiar place and has downtime, she's happier to just go through her blurry world.
Other Training:
Languages: Basic (first language), Huttese (adept)
Lightsaber Training: (Untrained, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master, Specialist)
Shii-Cho-
apprentice
Makashi-
untrained
Soresu-
novice
Ataru-
novice
Shien/Djem So-
untrained
>>Sub-form Backhanded-
untrained
Niman-
untrained
>>Sub-form Jar-kai-
untrained
Juyo-
untrained
Double Bladed Combat-
untrained
Biography:
Before Nova there was Della Grii: a Jedi who left the Order, fell to the Dark side, took her lover down with her, and quickly moved on what she got what she wanted (a child). However, her mother always refused to talk about anything that happened prior to her birth, so Nova knows none of this. She also doesn't know her father's name, nor that his eyesight was even more impaired than hers, nor that her mother was not his first secret lover, and especially not that she has a half brother somewhere in the galaxy.
No, Nova only knows that her mother was a powerful Force user with a strong connection to the Dark side, and she's long since known better than to ask any more prying questions. She was born on Nar Shaddaa, but never had any early memories of the place; she moved around a lot either tagging along her by mother's side or in the care of one of her mother's friends. From the moment she was born, it was clear that her eyes did not work properly, and while cybernetics may have been able to correct the problem, her mother refused to seek any kind of treatment. She knew in her heart that her child was Force sensitive, and she hoped that having low vision would require her daughter to forge a stronger connection to the Force.
Della saw Nova more of a pet project and less of a child. While she could still have moments of warmth and motherly kindness, she was less interested in being a loving parent and more interested in shaping her daughter into the person she wanted her to be. Nova was encouraged to embrace any anger and hatred she felt and to crave power. Nothing less than perfection was acceptable. Her mother taught her to use the Force to see, basic telekinetic abilities, and basic combat techniques. Nova was also spoon fed her mother's critical opinions of the Jedi Order and the Republic.
However, Nova found that the happiest moments of her childhood were those spent away from her mother. Della had a handful of friends she trusted to watch her child, and Nova was passed off to one or another of them if her mother was too busy or doing something to dangerous and risky to have a young child tagging along. With some of her mother's friends she found more love and encouragement, and all of them were much less strict. It was then that she could truly enjoy childhood and be herself, and she often dreaded returning to her mother's side.
As the Sith Empire began to gain power, it was clear that this would be the best path for Nova to refine her talent in the Force and find power within the galaxy, so at the age of eighteen she left home for Korriban. She had a slight head start on learning how to use the Force: partly from learning how to get around with limited use of her eyes and partly from direct instruction from her mother. When she began to train as an initiate, she found herself well served by her early advantages, her burning desire to succeed, and her and fiery personality, and though she was weaker in the lightsaber combat, she made up for it with how well she could use the destructive nature of the Force as a weapon. However, she also found training to be emotionally taxing. She pitied those who could not endure the vigors, and she felt the burden of guilt if her actions caused a fellow initiate to suffer, but she would never dare admit it.
Nova always managed to convince herself that emotional discomfort was a small price to pay for giving herself an advantage, some kind of a test of willpower that would make her stronger in the end. In time, Nova proved herself to have great potential and caught the attention of Lord Vircet, and he chose her to be his apprentice. Since she has studied under him, Nova has seen more of the galaxy than she was able to with her mother and her insular group of friends, and she's been exposed to more philosophies that directly oppose what she was brought up to believe...sometimes they even make sense. Those weaker emotions that she has always tried so hard to bury keep trying to come back out, yet at the same time as she grows in her skill in using the Force and has begun to crave more power, but she's unsure if she's willing to do what it takes to seize it.
Roleplay Sample:
Though Nar Shaddaa was the first place she could call home, she had no memories of it, and it felt as though this was her first time stepping foot on this moon. As soon as she was out of the spaceport and into the atmosphere, she felt all of her senses immediately overloaded. Even through blurry vision she could see a dizzying haze of blazing lights in bold colors, and she had to take a moment to close her eyes and take a deep breath to find her center, to re-establish her connection with the Force through all the distractions.
"Ma'am? Excuse me?" a feeble voice called beside her. Nova opened her eyes and looked to see the blurry form of a blue Twi'lek, a thin child in her arms. "Could you spare some credits, please? I'm deep in debt to the Hutts, and my child hasn't eaten today."
Nova felt a knot in her stomach. She could spare a few credits, and this woman and her child needed it more than she did...but to feel that way was to be weak, and to freely give to those who had not worked to earn what you gave was to encourage weakness. Nova was above that.
"I have nothing for you!" she snapped in a sour tone as she turned to go, walking away with quick long strides.
Pity swelled up inside her, and she wondered if she should have helped. No, she was better than that. It would be more productive to turn her pity into anger: anger at the Huttsfor the way they treated people like garbage. Maybe it was a bit more righteous and justice-minded than her mother and her master would have liked, but anger was anger. Nova didn't think the source of it mattered much at all.
