[hider=Darth Nyiss]
[h2] Technical data [/h2]
[b] Name: [/b]    Nyiss
[b] Species: [/b]    True Sith
[b] Age: [/b]    59
[b] Gender: [/b]    Female
[b] Faction: [/b]    Sith Empire
[b] Rank: [/b]    Darth
[b] Master: [/b]    None (Previously Darth Kurzayon followed by Lord Amalayna)

[h2] Concerning you [/h2]
[h3] Appearance  [/h3]
Nyiss stands at a modest five foot six inches, leaving her fairly unimposing as far as Darths go. Her skin has a rich, if somewhat dark, red hue typical of her species. She has a long, elegant face. Her cartilaginous protrusions are few and nearly symmetric, seemingly conspiring to increase the elegance of her features. Her face has multiple golden piercings, as is customary for a Red Sith. She wears typical Sith style golden jewelry, a cultural holdover still commonly upheld by Red Sith across the Empire. She has long, fine, jet black hair (all the way down her back when loose) that she usually wears in complex but practical styles that keep it entirely out of her way.

Despite her age, she appears in her prime, with the features and figure of a Red Sith woman of twenty-five. Though only noticeable to the most sensitive of Force wielders, she is surrounded by a subtle other-worldly glamour with decidedly uneasy and off-putting sensations.

In battle, she wears light but tough black Sith style robes, incorporating armorweave to provide a modest amount of protection from piercing or energy based attacks. These are accompanied by a thin hooded cloak with red and purple patterning reminiscent of that on a Sith Holocron, affixed with a simple touch to release brooch in the shape of the Empire’s symbol.

Outside of battle, her outfit varies, but generally follows a theme of being light, fine quality material; accentuating her figure.
[h3] Force Powers [/h3]
My knowledge of the Force is considerable. Let me elaborate, we may be some time.

I am a leader in the field of Alchemy. My study has advanced Sith knowledge in this area greatly. If you wish for specifics, you can read one of my Theses. Suffice to say I am fully capable of tailoring creatures precisely to the physical and mental form I desire, altering the physical properties of an object, or creating Force fueled machinery.

Unfortunately I have not had the time to study it to the same extent as Alchemy, but Sith Sorcery is another of my many talents. I know many spells and rituals, however my talents are focused in rituals that support Alchemy, and allow for interaction with various esoteric objects.

Oh. You want to know of the mundane skills? Very well.

I am fond of Force Lightning. I am capable of projecting a single bolt, all the way to engulfing a squad of troopers. All at highly fatal levels, though I can reduce the magnitude if I should desire it as an implement of pain rather than death. I am also capable of arcing my lightning from point to point.

My Telekinetic prowess is considerable. I can lift and throw objects both large and small with precision. I am, of course, capable of the Force Choke, in both a lethal and torturous capacity. This extends to targets I can see through a live holographic communication. I can telekinetically disassemble simple objects with ease, and manipulating objects that I cannot see that a nearby is a skill I use on a daily basis.

I am skilled in Tutaminis, fully capable of catching and mitigating both Blaster bolts and Force Lightning. I have not trained to redirect force lightning (but why would I need to). I may be able to hold a lightsaber at bay for a very brief time, but it is not something I care to test.

Physical augmentation is childsplay, and I can easily increase my strength and speed without significantly affecting my capacity to simultaneously wield other Force abilities.

I am also capable of a few other less immediately combative abilities, such as Crucitorn, Detoxify Poison and Animal Friendship.
[h3] All obstacles have to be removed or overcome, so what skills do you possess to aid you? [/h3]
My skills outside of the Force are as numerous as those within it.

I am a highly respected Archeologist among this Sith. I have published multiple papers about the ruins I have unearthed. I have also discovered many artifacts of considerable power, which I have naturally kept for myself. My speciality is, of course, Sith Archeology, and much of my work has taken place on Korriban, however I have coordinated digs across the galaxy.

I have studied the traditional sciences extensively as well. In particular, Chemical and Biological sciences. My most notable accomplishment in this field is probably the variety of biological and chemical weapons I have created. I have, however, also created beneficial things. Vaccines to several rather unpleasant illnesses on a number of our colonies for example. I am also a capable surgeon and have studied the practical applications of the biological sciences in medicine.

I am reasonably skilled in the great game played by all Sith - that of political influence and diplomacy. I could never have achieved my lofty position without such skills, but I will not challenge the very best players of this game. My secret to victory is keeping a low profile and ensuring I am both too valuable to my empire and less interesting than some of the other more…. Flamboyant... Darths.

I am an accomplished strategist, having commanded Imperial forces both in space and on the ground. I have won my fair share of battles, though my detractors would claim my strategies are wasteful.

I am a reasonably capable teacher, having tutored a number of Apprentices in advanced techniques in the past.

I am a capable administrator, though I prefer to delegate when I can. I also know the many basic skills taught in the Sith Academy, though I prefer not to have to use them.

The many skills taught by the academy are also known to me, such as wilderness survival, basic slicing and medical skills using limited resources.
[h3] History  [/h3]
Nyiss was born at the command of her master, Darth Kurzayon, who desired a pureblood child to be his legacy. A rare breed of legacy hunting master, Kurzayon was arrogant enough to want a perfect child, but not so arrogant as to believe his own DNA had to be involved. As such, he acquired the genetic material of the Sith with the highest pureblood percentages in the Empire and, after having it very slightly altered to ensure certain traits would manifest, had it implanted into a Red Sith surrogate mother by the name of Enzia. She was a mere Sith Apprentice at the time.

Kurzayon was unwilling to risk his legacy developing any unfortunate side effects, as was known to happen with accelerated growth programs, thus his decision to have Nyiss mothered largely traditionally. By the time Enzia came to term, Kurzayon had assumed her as a personal apprentice - doting on her and promising her great power, even though no actual relationship was present between them.

When Nyiss was born, Kurzayon was incredibly pleased, however largely ignored her, uninterested in the powerless baby before him, valuing Nyiss at this stage only for her genetic traits and excellent physical form (for a baby). He allowed Enzia, together with a human nanny, to raise baby Nyiss largely uninterrupted for the first four years of her life, though he ensured that Nyiss was taught to read, write and reason as soon as she was mentally able to do so. Enzia’s training was largely neglected, Kurzayon losing interest in her fairly soon after she had completed the task he had set her - bearing Nyiss.

Enzia’s body and instinct did not, however, acknowledge that Nyiss was not of her blood. As such, she quickly found herself attached to Nyiss, believing herself Nyiss’ mother. This was a blessing for Kurzayon at first, as it kept her distracted while she was initially aiding in raising Nyiss. She was as good a Sith mother as she could be to young Nyiss. During this time, Nyiss led a fairly normal, if rather sheltered, life for a young Imperial girl, proving a quick and eager learner when she was eventually able to do so.

Shortly after her fourth birthday, Nyiss demonstrated her first use of the Force. It had been known she possessed it before this, being a species trait after all, but nonetheless the simple telekinetic pull of a piece of fruit towards her was significant to Darth Kurzayon. Following this, he took a much greater interest in his legacy project. First, he had Enzia removed from his employ, and ceased allowing her to raise Nyiss. Enzia was unhappy, but wise enough to realise her protests would fall on deaf ears, and possibly provoke more severe action against her, so despite her instinct, she went quietly.

Nyiss’ life changed drastically then. Darth Kurzayon began a harsh teaching and training program, abandoning many of his other apprentices in order to spend the most possible time personally tutoring the girl he only now called his ‘beautiful daughter.’

His training began with the Sith code, but he also began teaching her and drilling her in the use of the Force even at this very early age. She was confused at the suddenness of the change in her life at first, and missed her mother dearly. However, both of these were eliminated soon enough… Kurzayon punished her with the Force every time she expressed feelings towards Enzia, as well as telling her that her mother had abandoned her in disgust. The confusion was soon forgotten as Nyiss began to explore, and enjoy, her newfound abilities.

For the next four years, Kurzayon ramped up his teaching of Sith philosophy and Force manipulation, leaving Nyiss no personal time, filling her life with study and harsh deadlines, that would always be enforced with painful punishments, though never any that would mar her appearance or harm her developing body. Always he called her ‘his beautiful daughter’ and claimed that she was perfect. Fortunately, though harsh, he was an effective teacher, and she learned much.

Throughout this, her feelings grew in a rather mixed way to the aged man who was her teacher and only father figure (though he never claimed to be her father directly). On one hand, she hated his punishments, and wished for freedom from his regimen of lessons. On the other hand, she very much enjoyed the feeling of power and success when she mastered something new, and loved him for teaching her. In the absence of her mother, she grew more attached to her Imperial nanny, the only remaining connection to that early part of her life. Though Kurzayon did not know for a time, near Nyiss’ eighth birthday the nanny told young Nyiss the truth of the situation with her mother. This led to some significant internal conflict for Nyiss, however she still feared Kurzayon and remembered his punishments whenever she had mentioned her mother earlier, and so, did not act.

On her eighth birthday, Kurzayon altered Nyiss’ training program. Though he had always ensured she stayed in shape, he now introduced physical training. It was light at first, and though slowly gaining in intensity, always remained remarkably soft compared to similar training at the Academy. Still paranoid of scarring his ‘beautiful daughter,’ Kurzayon ordered that even in failure, no weapon would strike his girl. Punishment for failing continued, but in his standard method - pain, but never injury.

In addition, he introduced her to science and archeology, and it was only now that she had the chance to leave the grand house she had otherwise been confined to, though only in excursions to dig sites with her master.

Nyiss took immediately to her scientific training, drinking in the knowledge rapaciously and elating in excursions that allowed her to see the world at last. She was slower on the uptake with the physical training, seeing minimal use for it, but putting effort into it to avoid painful punishment. Intensity of training and practice in the philosophical and Force based areas only increased in intensity to make up for the lost time to other subjects however, leaving young Nyiss with no time to form opinions or have strong feelings beyond her work.

This continued for three years, until Nyiss was eleven. At this age, she had a reasonable grasp of Sith martial arts and combat with a quarterstaff. Her grasp of Sith philosophy was significant, so much so that training had ramped down in this area. Her Force use was the match of many an Acolyte in the core areas, and she was beginning to study more complex powers. Her scientific knowledge was growing but still considered meager at best.

Kurzayon finally deigned to begin teaching her of the political world, while also demanding she create a lightsaber and begin to study lightsaber form. While he continued to teach these subjects personally, he also began to bring in outside help in the form of Imperial specialists. This was the first inkling Nyiss had that her master was not all-knowing, though this spark did not truly register for her yet.

Shortly following this further change in regimen, as her body began to mature, she was given leave to be taught by her nanny about the realities of womanhood. Learning of these things brought questions and curiosities into her mind that were decidedly not included in Kurzayon’s plan, though they would not become particularly important to Nyiss for several years yet.

Regardless, as Nyiss grew older and saw more of the outside world, resentment over her confinement and incredibly restricted lifestyle grew ever greater. The more she saw, the more she wanted. At first, harmless desires, occasionally even granted. Wanting to carry out her own archeological dig. Wanting the new height of Imperial fashion.

As time passed, she became more extreme in this regard. By thirteen, she wanted more - she wanted to watch combative displays, both between beasts and people. She wanted her own slaves. Most of all, she wanted to experiment with men.

Her political training had covered much, including the use of sexuality to achieve one's political goals. Thus she had an excuse to indulge her burning curiosity. She was denied all of these more extreme things however, including engaging in any politics at all. As is all too often the case, her desire for the things she was denied only grew. Her life remained ceaseless training and lessons, Kurzayon doing his best to ensure she never had time to plot. During this time, Kurzayon also had the nanny dismissed, seeing her as no longer necessary, and becoming paranoid of the bond Nyiss had shared with her. This only served to heighten Nyiss’ growing resentment.

Around the age of fifteen, many things came to a head. First, she was officially granted the rank of Apprentice. Her relentless training had paid off, her power growing far faster than the average Sith. With new found recognition, came new influence, contacts and autonomy. Nyiss began to act in defiance of her master. Kurzayon was powerful, but age was beginning to overtake him. More and more, Nyiss’ lessons were carried out by his lackeys. Though he still denied her much of what she wanted, words that had been rule of law became progressively less firm.

Nyiss did not start small however. Mere weeks after her promotion, she contacted her mother - Enzia - and arranged for regular meetings. She was eager to see her mother, but had no real plan other than to spite Kurzayon. Enzia however, had been busy in her own right in the past eleven years. She had drastically increased her power, seizing the title of Lord and biding her time to wreak a just revenge on Kurzayon by reclaiming her daughter.

Unfortunately for all involved, nothing went as anyone had predicted. Enzia had never considered how different her daughter may be after so long and when they met once again, personalities proved to clash. Enzia sought to protect her daughter, while Nyiss realised she no longer wanted either the mother she remembered or the mother she had.

Though the reunion proved cold, they were nonetheless both Sith. Common hatred is a powerful bonding tool, and their shared hate of Kurzayon meant that while a true relationship was lacking, a professional relationship blossomed quickly Nyiss provided Enzia with many details of Kurzayon’s routine and capabilities, and in return, she was able to exploit Enzia’s network of contacts and subjects. At first, she used them for petty, personal reasons finally gaining many of the things she had desired so much.

Kurzayon was not blind to his daughters machinations however, and while he did not directly punish her, his agents began a shadow war with Enzia’s minions - kept away from Nyiss’ eyes by both parents.

Time passed and plots developed. By the time she was seventeen, Nyiss had discovered a new science — virology — which together with her Alchemy knowledge was providing her with results taking much of her focus. The shadow war between Enzia and Kurzayon grew more brazen, and as it did, the Inquisitors became unhappy. Before they could step in however, Enzia decided she would strike at Kurzayon directly. She stormed his grand house and engaged him in battle, confident that while he was theoretically the superior Sith, she was in her prime and driven by far more powerful emotions than her aging foe.

The battle was, by all accounts furious and long, but Nyiss was not there to see it - arriving back to the grand house only in time to witness her mother's destruction by Kurzayon’s hand. By this time, Nyiss cared little on a personal level for Enzia, though she still found herself affected by witnessing the death, experiencing feelings she did not quite know how to comprehend.

At the same time however, she saw the opportunities Enzia’s death opened to her. She acted quickly, stealing as much of her mother's network of influence as she could, even as she put the finishing touches on her latest science project. Three days following the battle, while Kurzayon was recovering, Nyiss poisoned him. Rather than kill him and risk investigation, she infected him with an incurable neural degradation disease, that would only manifest its effects slowly.

The disease reduced the already diminished Darth to a mere shadow, and for the next five years Nyiss put on the public face of doting on him in his age, even as she pilfered his libraries and vaults for knowledge and co-opted a great many of his servants. He died near her twenty-second birthday, of natural causes.

By now, Nyiss’ personal power was significant, she was already able to outmatch many an Apprentice in her manipulation of the Force and hold her own with a Lightsaber. Her influence was fairly sizeable too, with many elements of both of her parents networks incorporated into her own. Had she been a little more decisive, or planned beyond this moment, she might’ve been able to seize a lordship then and there.

Alas, for all her power, Nyiss lacked experience. She had not truly grasped how harsh the world she now set foot in was, or how much her master had protected her from the worst it had to offer. Now truly free, instead of forging ahead and expanding her power base even more, she fell into her vices, celebrating with many fine things, men and women. In her arrogance, she even trusted some of her lovers with valuable information, and within weeks, her power base had splintered, worn away to virtually nothing. Some had been taken by opportunistic Lords, others fallen under the control of Nyiss’ now ex-lovers and others still striking out on their own rather than following an apathetic and indulgent apprentice.

For her mistakes, Nyiss became the laughing stock of her peers and immediate superiors alike. She was, herself, devastated to see what she had acquired slip so easily and swiftly through her fingers. She tried, vainly to bring some of her former minions back into the fold, but this was futile. Only the most loyal of Enzia’s servants had stayed true to her, and even they kept a low profile regarding their loyalty. Nyiss had no choice but to bow to a new master.

For the next two and a half years, Nyiss served Lord Amalayna as a faithful Sith Apprentice. Through this time, Nyiss plotted, but made little action against her Lord, knowing that she had to give her reputation time to fade. Instead, she began to, slowly, foster contacts amongst the Imperial branches that were less interested in Sith affairs, and less judging of their Lords pasts.

Amalayna was not a kind Lord however, and over time, became jealous of Nyiss’ youthful beauty, and the ease with which, even shamed as she was, she was able to gain the attention of similarly attractive Sith. Amalayna suffered badly from dark side degradation, and as her jealousy grew, she demanded Nyiss beg for even the smallest of privileges.

With her pride already injured by her fall, this only served to inflame Nyiss’ ambition and fury. In her twenty sixth year, tired of her Lord's treatment of her, she began to aggressively co-opt Amalayna’s network of influence, while also securing greater influence amongst the Imperial Navy and army.

The Empire openly prepared for war now, and Nyiss sought to avoid being caught up in it as a footsoldier. Amalayna was blind to her Apprentices actions however, for a rival had begun to attack her around the same time, and her jealousy had only grown with time. So strong was it, that she even began to treat Nyiss as a slave. Nyiss endured this by choice, feeding on the hate she and knowing that it helped keep her master blind to her actions.

It would not be long, however that she would endure such ignominy. Early in her twenty-seventh year, Amalayna found out that Nyiss had stolen the loyalty of just over half of her minions, and in a fit of rage, tried to destroy her. The ensuing battle saw Nyiss’ triumph over her master, proving without a doubt that her power was now worthy of Lordship. Amalayna was spared, as Sith law dictated she should be, but lost favor quickly after such a defeat.

Nyiss moved quickly this time, actively avoiding the mistakes she had made the last time power was in her grasp. She did not celebrate, but instead bound to her will those of Amalayna’s servants not already loyal to her and seized all of her former Lords holdings, before any of her rivals could.

Her actions earned her a Lordship at last.

She allowed herself only a single day of celebration before moving forward with her next plan. Though a Lord, she wanted more. She knew war was coming and wanted to control her place in it. She wanted to acquire forbidden lore not so easily accessed on Dromund Kaas. Ultimately, she wanted to attain the lofty title of Darth and all the power and respect that came with it.

She secured personal tutors from the Imperial Army and Navy, in an effort to learn battle strategy and therefore place herself in the Imperial command structure instead of on the front line. Though somewhat controversial amongst her followers, she kept an iron grip on them and did not alter her decision, knowing full well the benefit of good personal tutoring.

In addition, while under Amalayna’s hand, her scientific studies had fallen by the wayside. She now took up the chance to continue them, with a particular focus on biological and chemical warfare. All was in aide of the war effort, for though she feared for her own life during the war, she otherwise supported it wholeheartedly.

She was 31 when it eventually arrived. She had learned much and secured a solid position as a mind too valuable to risk on the battlefield lightly. She was not part of the initial strike against Korriban, however she was on the first wave of ships to land once the Republic had been driven out. As a noted archeologist and Lord with some sway, she was among the first to explore the ruins of the Sith Academy and the Valley of the Dark Lords. She was the first to examine the ruins of several ancient Sith cities. Her discoveries of artifacts mundane and mystical alike saw her heaped with accolades by her peers.

When the building effort at the Academy was nearing completion, she was among the first to have her very own complex built into the ancient red sands of the home of the Sith.

For four years she did not set foot off Korriban, having all of her research moved there and spending considerable amounts of time amongst the countless Sith ruins. She amassed many artifacts, but more importantly, she learned much. It was during this time that she acquired knowledge of an artifact of extreme power. One not on Korriban, forged by an ancient Sith and said to give to its wielder eternal youth. At 35, she was not showing many signs of age, but she already feared them. That tiny, petty fear wormed its way to her heart and grew.

After all, with age, she would no longer be renowned as one of the most beautiful Sith Lords in the Empire.

This, however, was also when the war caught up with her. She was required on the front lines, to command fleets and armies… And to test the first of her diabolical chemical weapons. She served as a scientist-general for a time, earning a reputation in the navy as efficient… and a reputation in the army as brutal and uncompromising. Three years of this, with occasional breaks to return to Korriban and investigate newly uncovered ruins, left her well regarded amongst the Sith. It was also time for age to begin showing itself, ever so slightly, on her face.

Her paranoia grew, and she changed her direction rapidly in her thirty-eighth year. Instead of leading for the Empire, she led for herself. She focused heavily on naval engagements, and soon gathered enough favor to have a number of ships seconded to her personal command on a permanent basis.

This was done in order to achieve a very specific goal. She wanted to stay young forever, and to do so, she would hunt an artifact to the ends of the galaxy. In her thirty-ninth year, she finally had the resources and leads to locate the world the artifact was stored on… And the temple in which it resided. Records of her expedition are not publicly available, and only a few facts have been revealed. Nyiss was accompanied by a number of Sith, Nimm Deenia among them - one of the few to return. Nyiss also returned with one less Terminus class destroyer than she set out with, but the one that remained was loaded with all manner of artifacts.

It is clear to any looking upon Nyiss now that she succeeded in her goal and located the artifact that would secure her eternal youth. Many begged knowledge from her at the time, but she would speak not a word of the process of using it… Or of the price it exacted to grant her its boon. All around her saw that the experience had changed her though, and not just physically.

She was summoned by the Emperor following this. Many speculated she would not return... But return she did, now wearing the title of Darth.

Now nearly completely unbound, she withdrew from the public eye for a time. Years passed before there is any further record of her activity. At forty-six, she re-entered the public eye, returning to her position as a military commander and experimental weapons development specialist, only now the things she deployed were far more brutal, far more virulent and terrifying even to the Imperial military observers.

She continued in this role on and off for the remainder of the time between then and now, winning many battles, though occasionally losing some too. Few played the game against her in the arena of Sith politics. She was feared, partly for the mystery surrounding her expedition, partly for her ruthless prowess in the political arena. At the same time, only a few amongst her entourage were Sith. At first, many wanted to learn the secret of eternal youth from her, but she turned them all away. She saw no need to teach any other Sith how to use the Artifact, nor did she wish to perpetuate knowledge of it. It was one of the few things she owned that others of her stature coveted.

She has taken on some Sith Apprentices, and sponsored a number of Lords - always chosen carefully for excellence in their field. When not leading an army of fleet, she is on Korriban, researching all manner of archaeological finds or Feena, experimenting with new sorcerous, alchemical or scientific projects.

In the past few years, she has withdrawn more from leading battles, and focused on a few specific top secret projects. Ambition drives, and she often refers to them cryptically, speaking of leaving a legacy that the galaxy will remember for eternity. Why she has become obsessed with legacy when she is, as far as anyone knows, immortal, is a mystery.


[h3] Lightsaber forms and style of use [/h3]
Darth Nyiss has a technical understanding of all seven forms, and classical training for such. However, she does not use all of them, and her technique reflects this.

The forms on which she focuses are:
Form I - Shii-Cho
Form II - Makashi
Form III - Soresu
Form VI - Niman

She also employs Jar-kai dual blade training when wielding her saberstaff, and has developed the use of Trakata to a high level. She can fight with her saberstaff with either one or both blades - with a single or double handed grip when using one blade.

Her personalised form focuses on speed and precision over power, but is developed to end fights quickly through liberal misdirection, including switching the active blades of her weapon as well as distracting the opponent with feigned lightsaber attacks while using the Force to attack. Her defence is exemplary, at the cost of somewhat limited traditional offence. Nonetheless, she is an extremely experienced duelist, and has bested her fair share of Jedi and Sith alike in combat - though against a dedicated battlemaster she will struggle to keep up with saber alone.
[h3] How does she relate to the other characters and how does she see them? [/h3]
Nyiss considers the other Sith to all be her subjects, minions to use and spend as needed. She does have her eye open for those who show potential for greater things, and due to her promise to the Sith that one of them can become her personal apprentice, eagerly awaits one of them showing their greatness.

She considers her prisoners a resource. They are little more than playthings to her, to be used in her various projects as needed. The Jedi strike team are currently unknown to her, but once she learns of them she will consider them enemies and a threat - a continuation of a war none of them wished to end so indecisively. They are to be captured and added to the resource pool where possible… and killed if not.
[h3] How powerful is (s)he in the Force? [/h3]
Extremely. Nyiss can be matched only by the most skilled and seasoned of Jedi Masters. Given time to prepare, through both meditation and use of artifacts, not even they could match her raw power in the Force. Only skilled Jedi Masters or Force focused Sith Lords can hope to withstand her telekinetic attacks. Only those prepared to resist can stop her telepathic onslaught.
[h3] Has your character encountered members of the other factions before? [/h3]
Nyiss has files on all her Sith, and has known Nimm as an apprentice for over twenty years. She captured Lea slightly before the sacking, and has gotten to know this prisoner somewhat, taking pleasure in torturing the stubborn girl.
[h3] What is your character’s personality like? What motivates her? [/h3]
Darth Nyiss is motivated by boundless ambition. It relentlessly drives her toward her goals, and it fuels her use of the Force. She will allow nothing and no one to get in the way of her ambitions. While this is at the very core of her being, it is not all that she is. She is known to be indulgent in her emotions, entertain vanity, anger and passion in equal measure.

In some ways she finds her position at the top of the hierarchy very lonely. She misses the days of her youth, when her fellows lusted after her for her beauty and her genes. Though she still has both of those things, being a Darth tends to inspire fear, not passion in her fellows.

She disdains the Jedi and the Republic, but is not blinded by hate and respects that they do have a strength all their own. She believes that the Red Sith are the superior race, and all other beings, human or alien, are lesser to her and her fellow purebloods. She does not hold this against them however, realising that they did not choose to be the lesser creatures they are. All the same, she will spend their lives gladly, while tending to protect Red Sith where she can.

She expects her minions to be competent and respects them when they are, avoiding such wasteful things as executing her officers in fits of anger or torturing random nearby crewmen. All the same, her approach to leadership can be quite callous once she is upon the field of battle. She considers her troops expendable so long as victory is achieved, and will call down orbital strikes on positions with friendly soldiers without a second thought if it will cost the enemy more than her. She also has no qualms about the use of horrific biological and chemical weapons, often invented by her, on enemy and friendly positions alike.
[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]
Vain - Darth Nyiss is obsessed with her appearance. Thanks to unknown sorceries, she maintains the appearance of a woman far younger than she is, however she is obsessively protective of her appearance and easily angered should it be insulted.
Obsessive - Nyiss places her goals above all other considerations. No price is too steep to accomplish her desires. Anyone standing in her way will be removed by whatever means necessary. Anyone interfering will suffer.
Pleasure Seeker - Nyiss enjoys indulgence perhaps a little too much. She surrounds herself with fine things, accepting only the highest quality in everything, ranging from food to garments. She is also prone to indulging in pleasures of the flesh, taking any force user brave enough to approach her.
[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]
Nyiss will be giving orders to Sith, as well as reprimanding them should they fail. In addition, she will likely seek out one or more of the Sith for a romantic relationship, though only if they don't start one with her first. She may also teach Sith she believes have performed a particularly worthy deed. It is worth noting that Sith are free to request she teach them as well. Results may vary.
[h3] Do you have any limits as to what is “ok” to happen to your character? [/h3]
Nothing is off limits for Nyiss. Good luck trying to do anything to her she doesn’t want done though.
[h3] How would your character go about trying to turn Jedi? [/h3]
A broad spectrum approach initially, to observe a Jedi’s weaknesses and what most affects them, followed by a targeted regimen of whatever is most effective.
[h3] The Jedi can take prisoners too. Is your character eligible for captivity? [/h3]
They are welcome to try and capture her. Good luck.
[h3] What ideas would you like to try or accomplish with your PC in the IC?[/h3]
Nyiss would like to finish her experiment. I would also like to see her come up against some opposition worthy of her power.
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[hider=Lord Jewel Namore]
[h2] Technical data [/h2]
[b] Name: [/b]    Jewel Namore
[b] Species: [/b]    Imperial Human
[b] Age: [/b]    39
[b] Gender: [/b]    Female
[b] Faction: [/b]    Sith Empire
[b] Rank: [/b]    Lord
[b] Master: [/b]    None (Formerly Lord Ursen Cryx)

[h2] Concerning you [/h2]
[h3] You are a Sith, but not every sith looks the same. Describe what you look like.  [/h3]
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I am tall, towering over many other Imperial women at 6’1. Though my figure is slim, it is clear for all to see that I am in excellent physical shape. I have avoided Dark Side degradation, and my skin, though still fairly pale, has a healthy tint to it. My eyes are grey, and my hair is deep red. I dress in a form follows function-manner, and am rarely without light armor.
[h3] A Sith knows the ways of the Force. How do you prefer to use it? [/h3]
The Force is not my specialty, though I am, of course, formidable all the same. I do not use Force Lightning, however I am extremely adept with precision telekinesis. I am capable not only of Force Choke, but of Force Wound as well. I can manipulate a great many small objects independently at the same time, though I have not practiced much with feats of brute strength.

In terms of telepathy, I have focused on inducing fear in the weak minded, and slowing their movements to a crawl. I am of course capable of the mind trick, but I have no use for it.

I am extremely adept at enhancing my own body with the Force, and Force assisted acrobatics come naturally to me.

Though I may not annihilate small armies with brute displays of Force power, I am no less capable of causing significant carnage with the Force.
[h3] All obstacles have to be removed or overcome, so what skills do you possess to aid you? [/h3]
I have many skills, particularly in the area of subterfuge.
I am a capable Slicer, and rarely do I need a droid to perform this task for me. I know a great deal about poison, from administering it to curing it. Poisoning fellow Force wielders is difficult… but far from impossible.

I am a leader of great power, that many a Sith or Imperial will willingly follow into battle. I am particularly skilled in small, mixed unit tactics and infiltration, but have little need for grand battle strategy.
[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 nine years before the war began, to a painfully mundane mother and father. For six years I lived a pathetic life of weakness, until my Force Sensitivity manifested for all to see. When I first moved an object with my mind, my parents were overjoyed. They told me that I was destined for great things, and that it was a great honor to become Sith. They were right. I was happy to go to the Academy. I have no regrets over missing the civilian life.

My first three years of training took place at the Academy in Kaas City. It was a magnificent place, or so I thought at the time. I learned much from the overseers, but they refused to acknowledge me any more than the other Sith of my age. I was ‘simply not remarkable’ as they put it. The other children ignored me equally. I was too strong for them to easily dominate, but too weak to be worth anything else. I hated them all for their ignorance. I hate myself for my mediocrity.

A few weeks after I turned nine, the Empire struck at the sickly, corrupt Republic. I was overjoyed to hear that Korriban was retaken, and that Empire was victorious on all fronts… Though I was hardly surprised. I remember watching the holos of the Republic station over Korriban being shattered by our fleets a dozen times. What I would’ve given to have been there in person. Thankfully, I did not have to wait long to set foot upon our ancestral home. I was among the first batch of initiates chosen to travel there and take up residence in the Korriban Academy as it was being reconstructed.

That place was my crucible. It was there I was forged from the weak and mediocre girl from Kaas City into true Sith Lord material. The overseers were brutal and unforgiving. They accepted nothing but the best from us. They pointed up at the statues that lined the Valley of the Dark Lords and told us we had to surpass that legacy. They told us we were weak, and unless we became strong we would never be remembered.

For a time longer than I care to admit, I coasted, believing mediocrity would continue to allow me to stay unmolested. I was wrong. The Overseers punished me and all the rest when we did not excel. I endured much at their hands. Beatings, blades, forced fasting and lightning, to name only the most common. They made me hate. They made me strong.

Still, I could never meet their requirements - I could never generate Force Lightning. I suffered for it, but despite the constant pain, I knew I had to prove my excellence in another area. Not for mercy’s sake. There is no such thing as true mercy. I was simply determined not to die a nobody, cast aside like some of the weaklings that could not even live up to my standards, much less the Overseers.

I threw myself into lightsaber training. Every spare moment was spent with a practice saber, and very soon my instructors realised the path I had chosen. They diverted my training to focus on this where possible, and I proved my excellence at last. At the age of eighteen I defeated my masters with a singularly aggressive display of Shii-cho and Ataru.

I was promoted to a Sith Warrior that day, earning this title alongside that of Apprentice. A few weeks later, I finally got the chance to take to the field of battle. For four years I fought on the front lines, carving through Republic soldiers with ease and dueling Jedi where they showed themselves. I slew four of them and wounded many others in this time. Many battles were won… Some were lost, but I always ensured that the Republic paid for their paltry victories.

I met my match eventually though. A Jedi master, or so I understand, was leading troops into battle personally. I was no match for him, and he struck me down. Through the power of my hate and the timely intervention of a Sith Lord and his entourage, I survived the day. The Kolto treatment required to heal me of the moderate lightsaber wound was extensive.

When I emerged, I used the favor I had curried with the Imperial generals to… Take a break from the front line. I was powerful, yes, but I needed more. I traveled back to Korriban, and demanded that I be taught the seventh form of lightsaber combat. My research had revealed Juyo to be the only logical evolution of my existing style. I had to prove I was worthy and perform several… Favors… in order to persuade a Sith Lord to teach me. But teach me he did.

For two years I studied under him. I learnt much - Juyo was indeed powerful, and it was not long before I mastered the mindset required. Focused hatred is a powerful thing, but knowing when to bottle it up and hide it away and when to unleash it is the true key to strength in the Dark Side.

Once I had learned enough, I turned his favor back upon him. While he was disarmed and vulnerable one night, expecting me to be as submissive as I had been before, I knocked him unconscious and stole a Holocron before leaving the planet. I knew I would be safe from reprisals… For he had also taught me the value of blackmail, and I made sure he knew the manner in which I bested him would be public knowledge if he came after me.

Following this, I went back to the front, to fight for my Empire once again… Only now with more power than ever before. In the next two years, I slew another three Jedi, taking great satisfaction with every one that fell beneath my blade. But more importantly, I made myself indispensable to the Generals and Darths leading the war effort… While avoiding becoming tied to only one of them. I sought to grow my power, and perhaps seize enough influence to become a Lord in my own right… Never to suffer pain or ignominious humiliation from my so called superiors again.

That plan never came to fruition in the way I expected however.

I was twenty six when Lord Ursen Cryx took notice of me. To this day I am unsure how long he was watching me before that moment… Or if he even was. All the same, to my surprise, I found myself being recruited into the machinations of a Lord specialising in the covert. My task was, of course to be the muscle of the infiltration groups he sent out from time to time, dealing with Jedi and causing havoc when things went wrong… But he had me taught much about the other roles as well. Among the many skills in the area of subterfuge, I took a particular liking to poisoning and slicing.

I spent several years serving Lord Cryx, learning and climbing the ranks amongst his servants. I never learned much of the man himself, he was secretive in the extreme, but after five years I had become a key element in his private information network. I had learnt a great deal, refining my control over the Force and my emotion to a keen edge. I learned what it took to be a Lord in the later years, the careful web of influence and dependent minions required. It was same for a covert network and a lordship, and I saw that Spymasters and Lords were little different. Both dealt in power over others.

I sought a way to break free of my Lord and establish my own network, subverting his to myself where I could, but it was not so easy… Until he decided to get rid of me. At least, I believe that was his intent. A solo mission to an ancient and deadly ruin to acquire artifacts certainly looks that way. Unfortunately for him, I succeeded… The artifacts he was after were nothing less than Jedi holocrons. I did not care why he wanted them, I saw the opportunity they presented.

It took a little time, but with the lightside artifacts and a few carefully planted rumours, I was able to make Lord Cryx look like a very convincing lightsider. Maybe he even was - not that that matters now. The Dark Council was not pleased with him, and as he fell, so I ascended. I co-opted his network and his apprentices and seized his title for myself.

At last, I had achieved the status and recognition I had coveted for so long. The status I [i]deserved[/i].

For a time, I simply consolidated my position. A careless Lord can find her position crumble quickly, and I will not lose my status. I collected loyal apprentices and loaned them to admirals and generals to secure favor. I monitored my potential rivals, and carefully directed them away from me towards others. But I will not settle for merely being a Lord. Lords are many in our grand Empire, and few are remembered. I will take the title of Darth. It is what I deserve. It is rightfully mine.

The last few years have seen me increase my influence ever more. They have not been without setbacks, even my network is not perfect yet. But I still stand, and my enemies do not. For now, I work for Darth Nyiss. There is no pledge, nor manipulation, simply a promise of power when I prove myself most deserving. I will learn from her, and then I will surpass her. It is the way of the Sith.
[h3] We all learn about lightsaber combat, so what forms and skills in fighting have you found reasonable to learn? [/h3]
I am extremely skilled with a Lightsaber. I initially trained in Shii-Cho and Ataru, and I am quite capable of defeating a lesser opponent with either one of them alone. However, my true expertise is in Juyo. Shaped by my prior forms, my execution of Juyo is extremely acrobatic and intense. I am also quite adept at channeling my rage such that it is a strength in combat, and not a weakness.
[h3] How do you relate to the other characters and how do you see them? [/h3]
They are all Jedi and Sith alike, obstacles to be overcome, enemies to be defeated and stepping stones to greatness. I will do whatever I must to achieve my goals.
[h2] Out of Character [/h2]
[h3] How powerful is she in the Force? [/h3]
For her rank, she is not overly powerful. She is incapable of Force Lightning and struggles to use the Force on a large scale. However, she has honed her precision telekinesis and focused almost exclusively on penetrating Force barriers with it, meaning it is very difficult to defend against her limited repertoire. Unfortunately, her own barriers are lacking and she cannot defend against a Master or Lord well at all.
[h3] Has your character encountered members of the other factions before? [/h3]
Daven is her apprentice. She considers him a useful and pliable tool, with possible potential to be more capable as a Sith in the future. She has brought him with her knowing that because of his devotion to her and his timid nature, he is unlikely to willingly serve her rivals, though she is concerned he will unwittingly serve them by being manipulated.
[h3] What is your character’s personality like? What motivates her? [/h3]
Having combined determination, cunning and a highly versatile skill set with a selfish lust for power worthy of the most arrogant of Darths, Jewel has climbed over countless other Sith to get what she wants. She has few scruples and will do almost anything to get an edge on her opponents. Above all, she is motivated by a need to feel superior to everyone around her, and so tends to keep them at a distance. For the most part she is cold, detached and haughty, but if sufficiently provoked is capable of great rage, which she controls only through the use of Juyo channeling techniques.
[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]
Unwilling to acknowledge anyone not a Darth is better than her at anything.
Handicaps her own Force ability through lack of self belief.
Easily Angered - Though quite skilled at channeling her rage, Jewel is nonetheless extremely easy to whip into an extreme rage.
Complete lack of Empathy, calculating the worth of people as though they are objects.
[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]
I will speak with my inferiors in order to subvert them to my command, and teach them the ways of the Sith that they amy serve me better. I will speak to Darth Nyiss to bargain and seek knowledge. My fellow Lords I will interact with carefully however. They are my enemies, and if I speak with them it will be to know them and their weaknesses, or to direct them towards fighting each other instead of me.
[h3] Do you have any limits as to what is “ok” to happen to your character? [/h3]
No limits.
[h3] How would your character go about trying to turn Jedi? [/h3]
Attempting to inspire rivalries and hatred between them with lies, truth and expert framing.
[h3] The Jedi can take prisoners too. Is your character eligible for captivity? [/h3]
Yes.

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