Name: Zarianna
Species: Zeltron
Gender: Female
Affiliation/Organization: Sith Order
Appearance:
[img]http://th07.deviantart.net/fs70/300W/f/2012/305/7/9/797df8bef1261b2f8ca79931d2e3915b-d5jml7f.jpg[/img]
Inventory: Purple Lightsaber, [url=http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/DL-18_Blaster_Pistol]DL-18 Blaster Pistol[/url], [url=http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Anti-security_blade]Anti-security blades[/url], Ammunition, Datapad, Schematics scavenged from her master's archives for a [url=http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Scimitar]Sith Ship[/url]
Skills: Force Push/Pull, Mind Trick, Force Lightning, Force Choke, Force Cloak
Ship: [url=http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Firespray-31-class_patrol_and_attack_craft]A refurbished Firespray-31 class patrol and attack craft[/url] 
-Cargo: Basic supplies (rations, water, clothes, ect), foraged scrap
Credits: 1,561
Background: Unlike many of her race, Zarianna was not born on the blissful lands of her home planet of Zeltros. Instead, she was the daughter of a slave born into captivity on the lawless outer rim. Known for their beauty and skills in the more 'intimate' activities of the universe, Zeltronians were quite valuable to the slavers who owned herself and her mother. She was treated reasonably well compared to other slaves because of this, almost pampered to ensure she would be in good shape when she was inevitably sold to be a pleasure slave to some crimelord. Luckily, or unluckily depending on ones opinion, the master she would receive was certainly no fat slob with more credits than braincells. Instead she would soon come to call a vile man her mentor; a Sith Lord.

The slaving ring she was born into was quite an expansive one. Not only did they have pleasure slaves like herself, but they would also capture slaves of stronger, warrior races to be sold off to gladiator pits and warlords alike. One such buyer was her master, who came before the slavers in search of their strongest aliens to serve as his personal escorts. It was by chance that the Sith managed to detect in Zarianna a sensitivity to the force. Instead of purchasing some hulking beast, her master immediately demanded Zarianna. Having little choice in the matter, the slavers parted with the Zeltron before they parted with their heads, giving the child away to the dark lord. 

She spent the rest of her childhood and all of her teenaged years in the presence of this man, one who saved her from one form of slavery only to toss her into another, the chains of the dark side condemning her. She proved herself to be a good apprentice to the lord though, taking to the force and lightsaber combat well. It was unfortunate, however, that while she still was but a mere apprentice The Light struck the galaxy, reducing her master to nothing more but a pile of ash. She was freed from him, but she still held a powerful thirst for knowledge and power. A need to attune herself with the dark side further. The need far too strong to simply live as a cantina girl on some backwater planet, Zarianna salvaged what she could from her mentor's stockpiles and made off in an old ship. 

She soon realized, however, that in order to scavenge the remains of her order she would need to find a way to sustain herself. Thanks to her natural charisma and a little help of the force, Zarianna went about penetrating the underworld that was so rife among the Outer Rims of the galaxy, crime that preyed on the weakness of the galaxy in the wake of The Light and expanded with every day. It took her months to do, but slowly the Zeltron managed to make a name for herself within Hutt Space, carving out a living as a freelancer who sold her services off to fledgling crime cartels in return for credits and supplies, using her connection to the force to subtly manipulate situations she found herself in to pull off the harder jobs. She managed to survive in the state of upheaval with her cunning, but being some hired goon was never something she was destined for. No, she had far greater ambitions.

Eager to shake off the stagnation that wandering masterless provided her with, she searched between every job. She dug into every archive of data she could get her hands into, looking for any trace of the Sith in the galaxy. Her thirst for knowledge only growing, Zarianna marked a new goal for herself. She would piece together the Sith once more, regain knowledge lost to the Order by The Light and archive it so that they may once again thrive and more importantly, she would thrive.