[hider=Denso Halsa]
[center][h3][color=0072bc]Denso Halsa[/color][/h3]
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[b] Species:[/b] [url=http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Kiffar/Legends]Kiffar[/url]
[b] Age:[/b] 27
[b] Gender:[/b] Male
[b] Faction:[/b] Jedi Order
[b] Rank:[/b] Jedi Knight
[b] Master:[/b] N/A
[b] Former master(s):[/b] Jedi Master Otunzo Ze
[b]Time/location of capture:[/b] During the Sacking of the Temple on Coruscant

[h2] Concerning you [/h2]
[h3] As a prisoner, your wardrobe is limited. When you were captured, how do you look and what clothes do you have on now? [/h3] 
I was captured at the Temple during the Sacking. I was wearing my Jedi armor. I had worn it for many battles, it is similar to a Republic trooper’s but lighter in its design. My most noticeable features are the tattoos on my face, they signify me as a member of clan Halsa back on my homeworld. I have since severed connection with my pre Jedi life, but the tattoos are a nice reminder of where I’m from. My hair is black and long, it is shoulder length and braided. My skin is a tan shade and my eyes are brown. I stand 6’2, my frame muscular and athletic from years of constant physical activity.
 
[h3] You got captured. Did you make any mistakes that led to this, or were others at fault? [/h3]
(TBA)
 
[h3] The Force is your ally. How do you use it? [/h3]
I am capable with the Force, I know the basic Jedi powers such as mind trickery and telekinesis. I was one of the few Kiffar that were born with the natural ability of Psychomentry. It is an incredibly useful power, but a potentially dangerous one if used upon dead bodies. This is something I refuse to do. I am also trained in Crucitorn. I know how to use the Force to stun my enemies, a helpful ability on the battlefield in particular. My ability with the Force is not as strong as other Jedi Knights that focused on it, I put much of my practice into martial combat with lightsabers.
 
[h3] Having the Force did not keep you safe. What other skills can help you escape? [/h3]
I’m a talented commander, years of fighting on the frontlines earned me the respect of the soldiers serving with me. I’m very capable at creating battle plans, even on the fly. Setting up an ambush, creating a diversion, just some of the tactics I know well. I also have a sharp eye for detail, able to remember the smallest details. It is difficult to catch me off guard. I’m a talented tracker, my natural psychometry aiding greatly with that. I can follow a person’s trail for miles. I also know how to use a blaster, though I’m nothing more than an average shot.
 
[h3] What was your life like before you got captured? Which major events shaped your life? [/h3]
I was born on the Kiffar homeworld of Kiffu located in the outermost reaches out of the Outer Rim. I was a member of Clan Halsa, we were a small clan compared to many of the others, but tight knit. My natural psychometric powers got me notice, about one in one hundred Kiffar are born able to use the power. I was five years old when a Jedi had came to my homeworld. They took notice of my sensitivity to the Force, and spoke to my clan's elders about turning me into a Jedi. After some persuading, the elders agreed for me to go with the Jedi. I was then brought offworld to the Jedi Temple on Alaris Prime.
 
The journey there and my arrival was not something I enjoyed. During my life on Kiffu I had not seen many off worlders, the few that I had seen were simple merchants, people I never interacted with. The Jedi that took me off his homeworld was the first non Kiffar I had ever spoken to. Another thing that I did not enjoy was the change from my arid, almost boring homeworld to the bustling jungle covered Alaris Prime. Though in time I would become used to it, even come to enjoy it. The world was teeming with fascinating, sometimes dangerous wildlife. In my free time on the world I would often track some of the most intriguing creatures and just watch them from the trees. There was a peacefulness to the nature of the world.
 
After the initial shock of the new world my training began. My people had encountered Jedi before, told tales of them visiting our homeworld. I had never seen one with my own eyes. I was scared at first, but felt I needed to become one as I had already left my homeworld, to return now would mark me as a coward and bring disgrace to my clan. So, I began my training as a Jedi. Once I reached the appropriate age, I was apprenticed to a Togrutan Knight, Otunzo Ze. Otunzo was a skilled swordsman, one of the best knights that was trained in Jar’Kai, a form that harnessed the use of dual lightsabers. His master taught him this form, and it would become the one I trained in the hardest myself.
 
The war called and I entered it, guided by Master Otunzo. My master and I were given commanding roles on the frontlines, which is where I would find myself most at home on the battlefield. Alongside dozens of soldiers fighting at the front, no real glory to be made. That wasn’t what I wanted anyway; the unity was what I liked the most. The soldiers respected me, and I respected them. My master and I took part of several battles as the war went on, for some time it seemed like we would both survive the war.
 
Then that changed one fateful day, Master and I were rescuing civilians from a destroyed building. We scavenged through the rubble for any signs of life, it seemed like a hopless endeveur until we found a few people. They were Civilians hurt by the war more than anyone else. Many of them had lost family members and friends. We were loading them onto transport when a Sith battalion appeared and attacked us. It was a huge force of footsoldiers and a terrifying Imperial walker, a three legged monstrosity dozens of meters tall with weaponry on its front and backsides. Otunzo, a small group of Republic soldiers and I defended the civilians but there were just too many Sith troopers.
 
I was hit by a stray blaster bolt, sent to my knees. Master ordered me onto the transport, a Republic soldier pulled me away from the battle as I watched Otunzo charge right at the Sith. I struggled to get free and help my Master, but was too injured. His lightsabers lit as he drew the Sith’s attention, cutting down several of their soldiers and badly damaging the walker. Then blasters hit him from every angle. He gave his life to protect me and the few innocents we managed to rescue.
 
My time as an apprentice would soon come to an end; I would pass the Jedi Trials on my first attempt. I headed right back into war; it was where I was most at home. In my first battle as a fully fledged Knight I ended up in a tight situation, Sith forces had surrounded a small company of Republic soldiers and I. We were forced to barricade inside of a small building, windows broken, doors barred shut. For hours the sounds of war were all I heard, blaster fire, explosions, screams of death. 

I watched many of the men I commanded die that day. I still recall the stench of death and sight of twisted bodies piled upon each other. My own men and Sith soldiers who tried to push the tide of war in their favor. Ultimately the hell ended for me as Republic reinforcements arrived to save the day. I escaped the battle with eleven of my men. We had 80 at the start.

Recently I received a padawan of my own, a young Echani named Khan. He is a strong young man that I strive to make stronger while enforcing the Jedi ideals in him. My padawan and I were captured during the Sacking.
 
[h3] How do you keep yourself calm in captivity? How do you keep your will to escape strong?[/h3]
I meditate upon the Force when I can. I think of the men that died under my command, they wouldn’t want me to the break to the Sith. They had families to fight for. I have to survive. I also think of my apprentice, Khan, how disappointed and broken he would be if I fell to the dark side. I try to find humor in my imprisonment. I often mock and joke at my captors, and try to make my fellow captives laugh. Humor can be found in the oddest places.

[h3] How well do you hold up under pressure? Do you have a high pain threshold?[/h3]
Crucitorn helps me to further endure physical pain as well as my faith in the Light Side of the Force. The Sith are notorious for their brutality, I have mentally prepared myself for it. I learned Crucitorn years ago, my master had insisted upon it encase I were ever taken as a prisoner of war. I haven't used it in a torture situation but I know how to do it well enough. Unless I am under very heavy duress I should be able to survive utilizing it. 

[h3] Lightsabers. Though you lost yours, it would be good to know what style(s) you use.[/h3]
I wielded two blue lightsabers, I’m highly trained and skilled in the lightsaber style of Jar’Kai which is built around using a lightsaber in each hand. Years of training have helped me develop a ferocious way to attack opponents with overwhelming swings of both blades. Sheer speed is often enough to bring down some enemies. In a duel I shift to using one lightsaber for offense and the other to parry blows.
 
I’m trained in Ataru, while I am no master in it I am skilled in the form. I am capable in using it when wielding two lightsabers as well as just one. I have taken it upon myself to learn Djem So, it fits with my style of combat well. The first form I was taught was Shii-Cho, which I learned with just one lightsaber. 
 
[h3] Have you encountered other prisoners or Sith in the past? [/h3]
(TBA)
 
[h2] Out of Character [/h2]
[h3] How powerful is (s)he in the Force? [/h3]
Denso is strong in the Force, he is best in the martial combat side of it. His Force powers having taken a backseat to his talent with lightsabers. He’s a difficult opponent to defeat and would help the Sith Empire if he were fall to the Dark Side.

[h3] Has your character encountered members of the Strike Team / Rescuers before? [/h3]
(TBA)

[h3] Nobody with any sort of wisdom wants to speak of their flaws. Especially not to their enemies, so what are your character’s flaws?  [/h3][list]
[*] He limits his Psychometry out of fear. In the past he has used it twice on corpses, in these situations he experienced intense, powerful emotions from the bodies. Each time he used it on the corpses he experienced the finals moments before their deaths. Both of these instances are one of the few times he could recall feeling genuine terror and as such only uses the power on inanimate objects. Even then he tries to avoid it unless it's necessary. More usage of the power upon corpses could very well lead him to the Dark Side.
[*] He’s better in groups, he feels best when he’s among others. Solitude isn’t something he enjoys like some others do. Denso is a very social being.
[*] He can be judgmental this ties in with his strong sense of justice. He’ll often form his own judgments on people based on initial impressions or associations.  
[*] He has a strong sense of sarcasm that he’ll often times go too far with. He has a strong sense of humor in general and tends to mock enemies which sometimes doesn’t go in his favor.
[*] Denso has signs of PTSD, his years of battlefield combat on the frontlines has brought him sights that deeply affect him. Sometimes he goes through brutal memories of dead friends and companions. If left untreated long enough this could break him and fundamentally change him as a person.
[*] Denso has an ends justify the means kind of stance, which is quite unusual amongst the Jedi. Everything is fair in war,and if it gives the advantage to the Republic then he won’t think twice about at least considering it. If they lose the war then he believes it is game over for the Jedi. [/list]

[h3] Is your character any good at holding out against torture? [/h3]
Yes. Crucitorn is a useful power in this field. His master trained him in it, though this will be the first time he has used it. The Sith are notorious for their brutality, he has mentally prepared himself for it.

[h3] What is your character’s personality like? What motivates him/her? [/h3]
Denso has a strong sense of humor, which he will use often. Even in bad situations he’ll tend to crack jokes. He’s a friendly man, one that can easily make friends, but recent events have impacted him. There’s sadness inside of him from all that he has seen and heard. War effects everyone, he is no different. He tries not to form close bonds with others out of fear of them dying on him.
 
He has a strong belief in the Jedi Code and way of life, though he has some issues with it. More so the Jedi Council and some of their decisions. A firm believer in justice, he thinks the Jedi should concentrate more on bringing down the criminal underworld. Breaking apart the gangs that infest it, and stopping their crimes which are often ignored. The Jedi should try to actively make the galaxy a better place. Denso also believes that the Republic and Jedi should not be afraid to make the more difficult decisions in war. Because if they lose the war then they will both be wiped out by the Sith Empire.
 
[h3] Do you have any limits as to what is “ok” to happen to your character? [/h3]
I don’t want Denso to die early, but I’m pretty open to whatever happens to him. As long as it's run by me beforehand then I won’t have a problem.

[h3] Do you want your character to escape? [/h3]
Not early on.

[h3] how easily do you wish to be captured? [/h3]
He’d put up a fight for sure, he wouldn’t let himself or his padawan get captured without serious resistance.

[h3] What do you think your character is doing in a few IC months? [/h3]
He’s either escaped his captivity and continued to fight the Sith, having stayed loyal to the Jedi way. Or he’s fallen to the dark side and embraced the other side of the Force.
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[hider=Vivithe Lansha]
[center][h3][color=92278f]Vivithe Lansha[/color][/h3]
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[b] Species:[/b] Human-Sith hybrid. 90% Human, 10% Red Sith.
[b] Age:[/b] 36
[b] Gender: [/b] Female
[b] Faction:[/b] Sith Empire
[b] Rank:[/b] Sith Lord
[b] Master:[/b] N/A
[b] Former master(s):[/b] Lord Laqshos

[h2] Concerning you [/h2]
[h3] You are a Sith, but not every sith looks the same. Describe what you look like.[/h3] 
I stand an average height of 5’5, my frame is petite and feminine. I have no physical signs of my Sith heritage, outwardly I appear entirely human.  I wear a more form fitting version of the typical Sith garb, over this outfit I wear a cloak of a maroon color. My weapon of choice, a curved hilt [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/cc/0a/d3/cc0ad3932d54b62a43408bd3980f3def.jpg]lightsaber[/url] is tucked inside of my robe. My hair is dark brown and long, my eyes are also a shade of brown. My facial features are gorgeous and indicative of my high birth. 

[h3] A Sith knows the ways of the Force. How do you prefer to use it? [/h3]
I am extremely skilled in ways of the Force, frontline combat is not my speciality but I can destroy my enemies through the pure power of the Force. I know and am extremely skilled in the basic Sith powers. I can summon powerful bolts of lightning through the Force and electrocute multiple enemies at once. I can create a Whirlwind with the Force that leaves my opponent helpless. I can also use the Force to slow my enemies down where I can then attack or retreat.

My Force abilities also extend outside of combat. I can cloak myself in the Force, manipulating light and sound to become nearly invisible to naked eye. If someone does not wish to give me information then I can use the Force to drain knowledge from them with no need for their consent. I’m normally only able to speak just Galactic Basic, but through the Force I am able to comprehend speech in other languages. 

[b]Known Powers:[/b][list]
[*] Basic Sith powers
[*] Chain Lightning
[*] Telekinetic Whirlwind
[*] Force Slow
[*] Force Cloak
[*] Drain Knowledge
[*] Comprehend Speech [/list]

[h3] All obstacles have to be removed or overcome, so what skills do you possess to aid you? [/h3]
I am a very talented planner, creating extravagant plots which often go flawlessly the way I want them to go. Through my past experience in the battlefield I am a skilled tactician. My real skill lies in my personality, I am one of the most charismatic people you will ever meet. I will get you to like me, get you to want to tell me anything. I am a gifted liar that knows how to sell a lie like no other. I am utterly ruthless in my ways, not letting anyone get in my way. I am not beyond seduction if it leads to a goal. I consider myself a skilled actor, able to play a quivering victim to gain the advantage.

[h3] Everyone has a past. What brought you here and what challenges did you have overcome to reach your current situation?  [/h3]
I was born on Dromund Kaas to a very wealthy family, at an early age my Force sensitivity was discovered by a Sith Warrior. I was sent to the Dromund Kaas academy and my new life began. It was a huge change for me, going from a life of luxury to one where I was punished for every mistake and expected to absorb every bit of information that I was fed. I was a smart girl even from a tender age, I did exactly what I needed to. My brain the greatest asset against the bigger kids in the Academy. When an Academy was established on the retaken Sith homeworld of Korriban I was brought there along with many of the others. Though very nervous about moving to a different world, especially one steeped in as much mystique as Korriban. I was excited for a new challenge. Korriban was a world which some of the greatest Sith stepped foot upon, I intended to join them in their greatness.

I showcased a natural talent with the Force while on Korriban, which earned me some notoriety from some of my fellow students. After a messy encounter with three of them that left me with a black eye and bloody nose I decided to be much more secretive about my abilities. I was never the most physically imposing girl, I tried to avoid physical conflict the best I could while at the Korriban Academy. In brawls organized by the overseers I was often beaten harshly by the others. They had size and strength over me. Too many times I finished these scuffles with bruises of failure. The overseers let me get beat painfully, knowing that I'd either give up or let the pain make me get stronger. It took me several beatings before I figured out a way to gain an advantage. 

I used the Force in inconspicuous ways, I'd throw a punch while manipulating the Force to give it more power. This was my way to win in these crude fights, the overseers seemed pleased with it. The overseers saw my pure ability and future potential with the Force, they favored me over some of the others. Knew that I was better, the other acolytes knew this which contributed to the aforementioned beatings by them.

After eight years on the Academy I was chosen as an apprentice for a Pureblood Sith, Master Laqshos. He brought me into war. I figured out that I wasn’t exactly suited for frontline warfare after an explosive detonated in my vicinity sending me into the air. It was a mistake by me, despite my talent with the Force I did not sense it until too late. The injuries from it were minor. It left a mental reminder, another reason to always be aware of my surroundings. I still showcased a natural ability off the frontlines and when commanding soldiers. When allowed to give my input before a battle I offered tactical advice, where certain shoulders should have gone, where to set traps, where to create chokepoints and more. I was a natural, my tactics were praised.

At the age of twenty two my master died on the battlefield, struck down by a cowardly Jedi Knight. I was enraged and drew her weapon to fight them. I managed to gain the upperhand on the Jedi before bringing him to his knees with a powerful bolt of Force Lightning. The man’s eyes stared up at me as he hoped and prayed for mercy. Instead I drove my lightsaber through his chest, taking his life, a smile on my face as I did it. I took his lightsaber as a reminder of that day. I was withdrawn from the frontlines after that battle, 

I felt genuine fear as I wondered if I was going to be reprimanded for letting my master die. I was wrong, instead I was reassigned to serve the Sphere of Military Strategy within the Empire. Some of the most important people in the Empire has made the decision to place me in the Sphere. I had spent long enough under my master. He was strong and served my interests well, but now my greatness was truly being recognized. 

I was delighted at the prospect of leaving the frontlines behind, I was never a soldier. It was work for a different type of Sith. My new position amongst the Sphere gave me an opportunity to impress even further. I frequently embarrassed my fellow new arrivals to the Sphere with my knowledge as well as my tendency to exploit any little mistake they made in their plans. My first true example of her tactical talent was during the Battle of Ziost in which Republic Fleets stationed in orbit of the planet engaged the Sith Forces. After thirty days of combat, in which I contributed several ideas and tactics, the Sith Empire was victorious. 

My most revolutionary tactic in the battle was using weaker ships as decoys, they would draw the attention of the Republic's most powerful vessels. The weaker Sith ships would focus all fire on these sturdy Republic ships, though outclassed in strength they were only a distraction. They'd be destroyed, killing those onboard. I would then have the Empire's strongest vessels charge in from an unexpected angle and hammer the Republic's ships. The sacrifice of those aboard the lesser ships led to victory.

The next battle I had a hand in, the Reconquest of Ord Radama, it was a far more bloodier affair, though the Empire seized the day there were heavy casualties on both sides. This did not affect my planning, people die in war, it was expected, but I did commit a mistake in my planning. A rare example of failure from, I did not take it easily, as several of my superiors voiced their disappointment to me for it, they knowing I could have done better. It was an awakening call, perfection was what they sought, and I delivered it from then on out. 

I was one of the best strategists in the Sphere, but I committed mistakes like any other. Those ranked above me made sure to bring up these failures, no matter how small. A few extra troops died than need or an important ship was destroyed then they'd make sure to remind me that I could do better. I'd never be anybody important if I continued to make mistakes. I used this to drive me, as my time went on within the Sphere I made less and less errors.

I was also notably involved with the battle involving Darth Nyiss in which she deployed biochemical weaponry to defeat the Republic forces. I was fascinated by the idea, at first taken back by the brutality of it, including how a percentage of the Imperial forces were hit as well. But more so I was impressed by it, almost in awe, it had brought victory to the Sith, which mattered more than anything else.

During the last seven years of Minos Cluster Campaign is when I ushered my plans to become a more powerful Sith. I was not satisfied with being revered as just a skilled strategist, more power was what I sought, needed. While contributing to the Campaign I took the opportunity to remove several of my opponents that blocked my ascent. Public embarrassment and the planting of crimes on my unlucky targets were some of my favorite tactics. I coupled this with making friends in the right places, sometimes through blackmail, by within a year and half of the Sacking I had all of my pieces in the right spots, a following of people and a strong reputation. My success within the Empire had earned the loyalty and respect of many important people within the Imperial military.

I soon ascended to Sith Lord status, a feeling of genuine happiness within me. I had proven myself to everyone. Yet, I was still not satisfied, I would have to get even better in order to avoid an unwanted fate as being a Sith Lord also painted a target on my back. I took an apprentice, a long turned Jedi named Zez Keltra, his ability as a shapeshifter interested me greatly. He still has to prove his utter loyalty to me, but so far his displays have been positive. It has been several months since he became my acolyte, I plan to shape him into someone powerful for me to command.

[h3] We all learn about lightsaber combat, so what form(s) and skills in fighting have you found reasonable to learn? [/h3]
I am best at Makashi, while I try my best to avoid direct combat I can more than hold my own in a duel. It is the main form that I am trained in though I also know Shien which allows me to deflect blaster fire

[h3] How do you relate to the other characters and how do you see them? [/h3][list]
[*]Zez Keltra - My apprentice, a shapeshifter. He has shown loyalty to me but still has a way to go for me to be able to completely rely on him. I still have much to teach him. His unique abilities will help me greatly. [/list]
(TBA)

[h2] Out of Character [/h2]
[h3] How powerful is (s)he in the Force? [/h3]
Vivithe is fully trained and capable in the ways of the Force. Her raw power when using the Force is astonishing. Her powers are refined and dangerous. Direct combat is not her forte and can be considered a weakness, she can fight in a duel but multiple opponents may be a problem. She’s very useful to the Sith Empire and wholly devoted to the Dark Side.

[h3] Has your character encountered members of the other factions before? [/h3]
(TBA)

[h3] What is your character’s personality like? What motivates him/her? [/h3]
Vivithe Lansha, or Lady Lansha as she requests those below her refer to her as is a manipulative, dishonest woman, one never afraid to toss someone under the bus if it meant she got what she wanted. She’s extremely patient, especially for a Sith and always prefers to fight her battles outside of the battlefield, like she is playing a constant game of holochess.  While not motivated by a want to feel superior, Lady Lansha expects respect from her subordinates. She’ll treat people she wants to control like her best friend, or her lover, constant disarming smiles accompanied by laughter, promises that make you want to wait on her every breath. You’ll want to like her, want to make her smile.

While normally in control of her emotions, like every other Sith she will show moments of intense emotion, often the (few) times her plans go wrong, while in these bouts she tends to destroy everything and everyone around her. She rarely allows people second, and even more rarely third chances if they fail her. Several soldiers and officers under her command have been unceremoniously executed for failure which completely rested in their hands. She does respect honesty among her subordinates, though she herself isn’t exactly honest. She has an intense hatred of the Jedi, seeing them as foolish and weak.

Her main motivation is to make herself more powerful. She wants to be one of those Sith that goes down in history for their pure power and the fear they inspire.

[h3] Nobody with any sort of wisdom wants to speak of their flaws. Especially not to their enemies, so what are your character’s flaws?[/h3][list]
[*] As stated before she doesn’t exactly shine in straight on combat, she’s no pushover but someone more talented with a lightsaber can beat her. She’s skilled enough to hold her own in one on one combat, but a straight fight is always her absolute last option.
[*] She’s not that strong physically, she’s a petite woman that will get pushed around by larger opponents in a brawl.
[*] She’s downright spineless, cowardly in another word. If she knows she is outmatched then she’ll make a hasty retreat. If she can escape with her life then she’ll put that above everything else.
[*] Deep down she only cares about herself. She won’t ever say it, but it's the certain truth.
[*] She’s a compulsive liar, overconfident and extremely paranoid. She’ll get others to trust her but she trusts no one else.
[*] She plays people like a chessboard, to her everyone has a calculated everchanging value.  She’s not afraid to ‘knock over’ a few pieces if they’ve outlived their usage to her and potentially pose a risk. [/list]

[h3] Sith tend to be loners who don’t seek to interact with other Sith except when it is business. What will cause your character to initiate interactions with the other Sith?[/h3]
Manipulation mostly, she’ll interact with people that she’ll use for her plans. She’ll get them to like her then twist them to her needs.

[h3] Do you have any limits as to what is “ok” to happen to your character? [/h3]
I’d like her to avoid an early death, other than that as long as it is run by me then I’ll probably be cool with whatever happens to her.

[h3]What are her quarters like?[/h3]
Vivithe's quarters reflect her affluent tastes and upbringing. On the walls are some paintings, made by some talented artists from around the galaxy. A large window sits on one side of the room, which offers a beautiful view of the world outside the compound. A dark red curtain can be pulled to cover the window. She has a fine wooden dresser which contains her clothing near her large comfortable bed. The sheets are a purple shade, around the bed is a silk violet curtain. A door to her small personal bathroom is on the wall near her bed.

In the center of the room is a sturdy dinner table, two chairs, one on each side. There is a comfortable couch on the opposite side from her bed, near a coffee table which her personal computer sits on, locked to anyone who isn't her. A carved wooden wine rack filled with a variety of expensive wines sits next to the dresser. A visitor to her quarters would note that the her room smells of lavender and roses, a pleasant scent to the senses. Often times, Vivithe elects to light the room at night with candles in lieu of lights.

[h3] How would your character go about trying to turn Jedi? [/h3]
Torture of all kinds, she’s not afraid to get her own hands dirty. She’ll also use blackmail and faked promises to further push a Jedi to the Dark Side. She might even try to get them to like her, then abuse that relationship to turn them. Nothing is off the table if it works.

[h3] The Jedi can take prisoners too. Is your character eligible for captivity? [/h3]
Sure, good luck turning her to the Light though.

[h3] What ideas would you like to try or accomplish with your PC in the IC?[/h3]
I’m not entirely sure right now, I see her as a chess master type. Someone that plays everyone else to ascend herself even further, whether that works or not we will see. A pure manipulator that avoids direct combat as much as possible.

[h3] Does your character have any secrets useful for the GMs’ plots?[/h3] N/A
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[hider=Daven Auter]

[center][h3][color=ed1c24]Daven Auter[/color][/h3]
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[b] Species:[/b] [url=http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Chev]Chev[/url]
[b] Age:[/b] 18
[b] Gender:[/b] Male
[b] Faction:[/b] Sith Empire
[b] Rank:[/b] Apprentice
[b] Master:[/b] Jewel Namore
[b] Former master(s):[/b] N/A

[h2] Concerning you [/h2]
[h3] You are a Sith, but not every sith looks the same. Describe what you look like. [/h3]
I am not a tall man standing 5’7, I am slightly taller than my species’ average height. My frame is lean and athletic from constant training, I have pale white skin with a notable scar which runs down my left eyebrow from my hairline. Healed whip marks and burns adorn my back. My eyes are violet with no eyelids, they are instead protected by transparent membranes. My blonde hair is cut short and I have no facial hair. Outwardly I appear very human. My facial features are masculine, with high cheekbones, a strong jawline, smaller eyes, thin lips and a straight nose. I wear the standard robes of a Sith though [url=https://www.darkjedibrotherhood.com/system/robes/images/000/000/670/original/BrutalSithRobe.jpg]mine[/url] are more colorful, I think they reflect my individuality. My [url=https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/47/4c/9e/474c9e9c10408c3472362f01cf723803.jpg]red double bladed lightsaber[/url] is tucked into my robes, clipped to the inside. It is a difficult weapon to wield, but one that is brutal in combat.


[h3] A Sith knows the ways of the Force. How do you prefer to use it? [/h3]
I am talented with the Force and trained in its powers, I know the basic Sith powers, levitation, speed, etc. I also know Force Lightning, a useful power for a Sith. I can also use the Force to make my enemies fear me, they run away like cowards in an entertaining fashion. My powers help me the most in combat.

[b]Known Powers:[/b][list]
[*] Basic Sith Powers
[*] Force Lightning
[*] Force Fear [/list]


[h3] All obstacles have to be removed or overcome, so what skills do you possess to aid you?[/h3]
I am a skilled combatant, my master trained my well though I am not close to her level. I can hold my own as an unarmed combatant, having taught myself some martial arts. Not the largest man I use my size and quickness to my advantage as I make rapid, agile strikes. I’m relatively calm, composed and charismatic for a Sith, though I’m still learning Sith ‘politics’. From my master Jewel I have learned basic slicing techniques.

[h3] Everyone has a past. What brought you here and what challenges did you have overcome to reach your current situation? [/h3]
I was born on the planet Vinsoth in the Outer Rim Territories. Early on I was separated from my family, by the time I was able to walk the Chevin had put me to work. My people were nomadic, we followed the herds of native backshin, farming on the native land they would lead us to. We had to walk miles on foot while the Chevin rode comfortably in wheeled carts. 

My slave master was a particularly mean and disgusting Chevin, Raor Nar, he would often beat slaves out of enjoyment. I still remember the first beating he gave me, I was still a child and he whipped me painfully. Over the years I received more beatings, I was his whipping boy. I hated the beast. Nar would also stage brawls between his slaves, I was often forced to take part. He did not allow the other, often older Chev to take mercy on me. I learned to defend myself in these crude fights, all for my slave master's amusement.

My friends and fellow slaves were sold off world, any artwork we made was sold as well. I was a talented painter, something that my slave master noticed as he took my completed paintings then sold them for a profit. I thought I was going to be stuck with Nar for my entire life, he didn’t seem the intent on selling me. Nar went up the hierarchy as a slave master. He'd earned a reputation for being able to get the most out of his slaves as well as raising them to be productive. The constant cruelness had its merits for him. He acquired a space shuttle then began to make routine trips offworld to a nearby space station, a way for him to further increase his profits.

On one of these journeys to the station I had gone side him mostly to lug along any supplies. I noticed a mysterious robed figure approached Nar. I was a still a boy, eleven years old. I always knew about my Force sensitivity, just never what it was. There was something strange about the robed figure, I couldn’t put on my figure on it at the time. One of the travelers on the station walked into me and knocked what I was carrying from my hands, breaking a vase. I was very upset and lashed out at the traveler, knowing Nar would blame me for it. In my anger I lunged out to punch him, I unknowingly used the Force to push him away. He launched off the ground, slamming into a market stand. I did not kill him but did leave some bruises. As my slave master came to reprimand me, The robbed man intervened. He spoke to Nar, persuading him with the Force into selling me to him at a far discounted price. He convinced Nar that I wasn't worth beating, that he could stick me in the mines. The sadistic Nar agreed and next thing I knew I was sold off to the stranger. 

He’d revealed himself as a Sith warrior who noticed my Force sensitivity. He told me of a great war fought in the stars against a corrupt Republic and a misguided order of Jedi, the ideological enemy of the Sith, the powerful, righteous Empire he fought for. Back on my homeworld some of the oldest slaves told me nighttime tales to this. Of giant ships launching lasers at each other over planets. Duels between combatants wielding glowing blades that could slice through metal like it was paper. I had thought of them as just fantasies of a far away galaxy. They were the truth, and my apparent destiny.

My life as a slave was over, the only life I had ever known. The Sith told me I was to be brought to an academy on the distant world of Korriban. He said I’d need to be strong and smart to survive there, I took his words to heart as I was enrolled at the academy. 

The academy was a brutal place on a barren world, I didn’t make friends with any of my fellow students. It reminded me of home, how intense it was. The overseers in the academy were brutal and demanding but they were nothing compared to the Chevin. I was used to beatings, I could take a fair amount of physical punishment. The students were taught we were competitors, the strongest of us would become warriors that fought for the glory of the Empire. The weakest would die.

My status as a non-human became my enemy. Racism was an open practice at the academy. I was taunted as a member of a beaten down, docile race of slaves. The other students were brutal about it, I was the butt of many jokes but the instructors were worse. They’d routinely remind me that I was a slave, and would never be anything more. I began to hate myself, hate my origins as a slave. This brought my emotions to a height, I used the anger to help me push through and prevail over my competitors. 

A large part of the life of a Sith were the dark politics that drove the Empire they fought for. Life as a Sith was brutal, lying was a necessity. Nar had always taught me to be honest with him, he beat me whenever I lied to him. In practices of Sith politics where I was expected to lie I would often make mistakes. Fail at selling false words, the overseers would punish me for this. I gradually learned to become less honest, I'd never survive with pure honesty.

During the brutal years on Korriban I took a deep interest in lightsaber combat, I showed more promise there than anywhere else. Jokes about my height would be shook aside as I used my compact frame to strike with rapid movements. Shorty after my fifteenth birthday my time at the Academy concluded, I was recognized as an Acolyte and become an apprentice to Jewel Namore. She is a tough woman, demanding but immensely powerful. For the last few years I have served her, learning each day.

[h3] We all learn about lightsaber combat, so what form(s) and skills in fighting have you found reasonable to learn?[/h3]
Right now I only know one form, though I have not yet mastered it, I am quite skilled in Form IV: Ataru. I have taken after my master having watched her rapid, dazzling moves with close interest. My frame helps with this, I may not be an imposing figure but I am a quick one and use this to advantage in combination with Ataru.

[h3] How do you relate to the other characters and how do you see them? [/h3][list]
[*] Jewel Namore - My master, a powerful Sith Lord who has helped me greatly with her training. She does not show kindness but I do not expect it. That wouldn’t help me get any stronger. I do all that she asks and follow her without question.
(TBA other relations) [/list]

[h2] Out of Character [/h2]
[h3] How powerful is (s)he in the Force? [/h3]
He is trained with the Force, though he has neglected his powers in Force in favor of lightsaber combat which is what he currently excels in. He only has a few known Force powers and prefers his lightsaber over anything else in a battle. Daven uses the Force in the martial way, his currently known powers apply best in combat. He still has potential for improvement, though it is obvious he needs to work much harder to become someone powerful with the Force. 

[h3] Has your character encountered members of the other factions before? [/h3]
(TBA)

[h3] What is your character’s personality like? What motivates him/her? [/h3]
Daven is somewhat docile and shy for a Sith, he doesn’t really make threats or have a serious ego. His early life as a slave had a way shaping this type of personality. He’s not open about speaking of his early life, or his heritage. He doesn't let it show that he is ashamed by his beginnings, he'll try his best to ignore remarks about his past life though it is possible to get under his skin. He holds self hatred, he still thinks of himself as a failure. That he's the member of a worthless, pitiful race. He hates the racism within the Sith, even now that he is outside of the academy he feels others looking down upon him for being born into the wrong species.

He’s a bit quiet, following Master Namore’s commands wholly. He is also quite curious, often posing questions to all that he meet. He possess the typical dislike for the Jedi, propaganda in the academy embedded that in him. He has not interacted with any Jedi though, only in battle never in a social setting. He thinks the Republic is utterly corrupt and misguided. The people in Republic space would be best under the rule of the Sith Empire.

Daven also has a very intense dislike for slavery, mistreatment of slaves around him brings up painful memories. He realizes that it is an integral part of Sith society. His masters uses slaves, and he does as well. He tries to treat slaves around him well, often just simply ignoring them. If they make mistakes in dealing with him or Jewel then he'll lash out against them, something lingering from witnessing his old slave master do many times. After these bouts he'll feel regret and self hatred, the last thing he wants is to be like Nar. Beasts like that deserve death.

Torture is not something he likes to do, though he understands sometimes it is essential in order to turn Jedi. He avoids using whips from bad memories of those being used upon him, leaving Daven's back covered in scars.

He’s motivated by vengeance against the Chevin, slaughtering the entire race and freeing his people. He personally wishes to painfully end Nar, if the beast still breathes. For that dream to become a reality he needs to become more powerful, he hasn’t voiced this dream to his master. 

[h3] Nobody with any sort of wisdom wants to speak of their flaws. Especially not to their enemies, so what are your character’s flaws?[/h3][list]
[*] Becomes uncomfortable when slavery is the subject of conversation, refuses to use whips in torture from bad memories of being whipped by his slave masters.
[*] His Force Powers aren’t as strong as they could be, having neglected them in lieu of a focus on combat. Other Sith can pick up on this, as well as his wasted potential in the Force.
[*] Acts cautious around other Sith, he’s heard tales of how treacherous they can be with each other. He won’t outright display or voice this caution, but he’ll be thinking it. The only one he trusts is his master.
[*] He holds deep self hatred, much of it over his past and failures as well as his status as a member of a slave race.
[*] Still has much to learn on Sith politics, he has an understanding of it from his master's teachings as well as the academy. But he is not master Sith politician. [/list]

[h3] Sith tend to be loners who don’t seek to interact with other Sith except when it is business. What will cause your character to initiate interactions with the other Sith? [/h3]
Well if his master tells him to interact with others then that’ll be one way. He’s a very curious man, so he may approach them with that in mind.

[h3] Do you have any limits as to what is “ok” to happen to your character? [/h3]
I’m pretty open to anything besides him dying early, just run it by me first.

[h3] How would your character go about trying to turn Jedi? [/h3]
The usual torture, he doesn’t particularly enjoy doing it but it’s one effective way to turn a Jedi. He’d also use their philosophy against them, try to show them all they can achieve with the Empire. The Republic is corrupt, the Jedi Order stagnant, Sith are men and women of action, etc.

[h3] The Jedi can take prisoners too. Is your character eligible for captivity? [/h3]
Sure, there’s a chance he could turn to the Light if captured.

[h3] What ideas would you like to try or accomplish with your PC in the IC?[/h3]
I'm not entirely sure yet, Daven doesn't seem like the typical Sith. He's an ex-slave, torture makes him uncomfortable. It'll be interesting seeing his progression, especially considering who his master is.

[h3] Does your character have any secrets useful for the GMs’ plots?[/h3] 
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