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Name: Arianna (Ari)

Age: 24

Force Focused: Yes

Race: Zeltron

Appearance: 
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Arianna is slightly taller than the average Zeltron and sports an athletic build. Her wavey purple hair rests at the small of her back and sticks out in contrast to her pale pink skin. She also sports an intricate black marking on her torso that is often mistaken for a tattoo at first, but is simply the scar tissue left from a punishment she received as a child. When relaxing she wears a tangzhuang style robe, though for missions she prefers an armored crop top, black pants, black boots and a dark cloak.

Specialization: Force Utilization in aspects of healing, mobility enhancement and mind manipulation. Often covers her normal sabers and throwing sabers with force lightning and utilizes a blaster when necessary.

Saber Style: Ataru and Niman

Bio: Taken by the Sith by the age of six, Arianna was put through rigorous and deadly training alongside many other children. Out of those that were grabbed, she only really seemed to connect with two of them, both boys one to two years older than her. When one of the boys was forced to ingest drugs, Arianna stayed by him and did her best to help him through the forced changes he was undoubtedly going through. Considering they were never shown any mercy, she found herself constantly making sure that the other two were ok and well taken care of should anything happen to them, and that was what she would do even though she was aware the closeness she shared with the two of them was forbidden. 

As they grew closer, Arianna took on the role of looking after Maegr once they forced the drugs on him, only to get caught around the age of nine. Due to the Sith's unwillingness to allow attachment, the young girl was brought to one of the many punishment rooms kicking and screaming for someone to help her. Of course, no help came and the more she screamed and cried for help, the rougher she was handled until she was strapped down to a table. Eyes wide, she watched as an Apprentice was brought in, his lightsaber within his hold, and she was awake for every excruciating feel of the saber burning her flesh as she was carved, the smell of burning flesh permeating the 
air.

When all was said and done, she was deposited outside of the room, her torso burned badly, the skin permanently dark.

Equipment:
Black pants, dark cloak, armored crop top, a Red and a Purple lightsaber, throwing sabers, DC-11 Starforged sniper rifle, blaster
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