Hello~ I'm intrested in the rp so I'll just drop this here.


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[color=6ecff6][b]|[u] {Full Name} [/u]|[/b][/color]
[indent]Mallory Amiran[/indent]

[color=6ecff6][b]|[u] {Age} [/u]|[/b][/color]
[indent]22[/indent]

[color=6ecff6][b]|[u] {Gender} [/u]|[/b][/color]
[indent]Female[/indent]

[color=6ecff6][b]|[u] {Force Sensitive/Alignment} [/u]|[/b][/color]
[indent]Yes - Untrained[/indent]


[color=6ecff6][b]|[u] {Appearance} [/u]|[/b][/color]
[indent]Mallory has a human appearance hailing from Alderaan, although she has taken liberties with her appearance thanks to the wealth of once being a part of a minor noble family. She has blue hair and red eyes from appearance modifications she underwent, however she was unable to do anything about her height, leaving her at a short 5’ even. Despite being vertically challenged, she maintained her body well thanks to having a wide variety of food available in her lifestyle as well as her hobby of martial arts, leading her to have toned and lean musculature. Even though one may think she’d be the type of person to wear pants due to her hobby, she still prefers exquisite dresses and skirts from her mildly wealthy lifestyle, but she still knows when to choose practicality over aesthetics.[/indent]

[color=6ecff6][b]|[u] {Equipment and Personal Belongings} [/u]|[/b][/color]
[indent]- ELG-3A blaster pistol: While not being her prefered weapon, Mallory is smart enough to know that sometimes a blaster is necessary and chose the “Diplomat’s Blaster” due to its small and concealable size.
- Vibrolance: A large, spear-like weapon that would vibrate rapidly upon impact, dramatically increasing its damage output while also allowing it to contend against a lightsaber. This is without a doubt Mallory’s weapon of choice since she had also primarily trained with this weapon as a hobby. Being her favored weapon, Mallory had taken no expenses when customizing it, giving it an ornate and colorful design along with it being collapsable to conceal it so that she did not look out of place by carrying a large vibro-weapon.
- Backpack: Being on the run unfortunately meant packing light for Mallory who had to choose some essentials to bring with her. This backpack contains her favorite white and blue dress, food, water, a first aid kit, and other miscellaneous items.[/indent]

[color=6ecff6][b]|[u] {Physical Abilities} [/u]|[/b][/color]
[indent]- Melee combatant: Due to Mallory indulging in her hobby whenever she got the chance, she has become somewhat adept in melee, even picking up on some hand to hand combat skills in the event that she lost her weapon. Through self-teaching, talking to soldiers/guards, and surfing the holonet, her practice has gotten to the point where she is able to hold her own in melee combat with some of the top guards on Alderaan and she is often noted for keeping her cool in a fight.[/indent]

[color=6ecff6][b]|[u] {Force Abilities} [/u]|[/b][/color]
[indent]- Force Sight(mild, only developed from martial arts training)[/indent]

[color=6ecff6][b]|[u] {Limitations} [/u]|[/b][/color]
[indent]- Untrained: In terms of combat, Mallory has never had formal training due to her interests being only a hobby the eyes of her family who proceeded to train her politics instead. In terms of the force, Mallory does not even realize she is sensitive to it, often shrugging off any odd feelings caused by it or crediting her advanced spatial knowledge in combat to the practice she’s done.[/indent]

[color=6ecff6][b]|[u] {Personality} [/u]|[/b][/color]
[indent]Although an onlooker might describe Mallory as an all business and no play woman, the truth is that Mallory is actually a bit shy and tends to keep to herself or anyone who manages to get close to her. If she’s with a friend the she’ll most likely cling close to them because even as shy as she is, the social contact of just being near someone calms her greatly. When she’s alone, she tends to become restless, often pacing around or even spacing out as she becomes lost in her own thoughts. This eventually led her to her current hobby which she deeply enjoys, both to calm her mind and strengthen her body. Of course, this comes into conflict with the path her family has set her on to become a diplomat as she tends to become stressed when being forced to interact with a large group of people and is often quicker to grab her practice pike than to take part in a diplomatic meeting.[/indent]

[color=6ecff6][b]|[u] {Place of Origin} [/u]|[/b][/color]
[indent]Alderaan[/indent]

[color=6ecff6][b]|[u] {Background} [/u]|[/b][/color]
[indent]Mallory was born into the Amiran family, a lower noble house of Alderaan, and is the youngest of her 2 siblings. With her other two siblings already on a path of success, much was expected of the child, leading her parents to try and put the odds in their favor. As soon as Mallory could speak, a tutor was assigned to her in order to tug her along the path of becoming a diplomat, or at the very least to become desirable enough to be wedded off. In her early years, her shy nature developed, leading to repeated chastising from both her parents. Unfortunately for them, Mallory’s shy nature never disappeared, but fearing reprisal the girl learned how to keep up a facade to at least placate her parents. With her parents and siblings often out of the house or doing their own business, Mallory often had the freedom to roam, which she did frequently in her teenage years. Often times she would hide amongst the guards or off duty soldiers to get away from the politics and watch their sparring matches. Eventually, she became so interested that despite her shy nature she mustered up the courage to ask for sparring lessons. Of course, being soldiers, they mostly shrugged her off and laughed, patting the short Mallory on the head and saying someone of her stature was too small to get into fights. Surprisingly, both to them and herself, this comment drove Mallory to such annoyance that of the soldiers ending up getting punched square in the nose. After a few seconds of silence and Mallory trying to hold in how much the punch also hurt her hand, all the soldiers roared with laughter at the bloody nose she had given, agreeing to train her once they caught their breath after the spunk she showed. Afterwards, she pulled through the training regiments they gave her everytime time she visited, which was often, and even started training on her own when she could. Of course, she somewhat attempted to hide it from her family, but for the most part deceived them into thinking she was just doing it as a hobby and to purposes. Despite not liking her diplomatic training, she did learn from her, especially in regards to subtlety and discreteness, which is how she was able to secretly acquire her weapons thanks to some contacts she had acquired through her soldier friends. During her own training, Mallory would often times encounter a strange feeling overcoming her. It wasn’t a bad feeling and if anything it somehow heightened her sense of her surroundings, something which she practiced to make good use of, but sometimes she thought she could see distant images of a desert scrapyard planet with some sort of shrine on it. For the most part however, being unable to find any meanings from the visions, she ignored them.

One day, Mallory, now at the age of 22, was on her way home after her usual meet up with all of her soldier friends. She didn’t know why, but on her walk back she felt disturbed as if something wasn’t right. It was the first time she had any sort of instinct on something that wasn’t another person and eventually, thanks to a thick billowing smoke stack, she knew why. Discreetly hiding in the crowds around the burning building she used to call home, Mallory witnessed the end of her household by the hands of Imperial stormtroopers who then proceeded to execute every member of her family in front of the crowd. The now grown woman felt numb as she witnessed the execution of who the Empire claimed to be secret supporters of the ‘Rebel scum.’ As the crowd began to disperse, she discreetly lost herself among them, seeking refuge once more within her militaristic companions while leaving in her wake confusion. An internal conflict formed within Mallory after the scene. On one side was the youngest daughter and now last member of the Amiran family, who wants to avenge her family and take up arms with the so called ‘Rebels’ to fight against the Empire who had just taken everything from her. On the other side is a bird who had just been freed from its cage, now able to fly away and seek its own future. She was and still is at an impasse,asking herself how she should feel and questioning if she should feel remorseful for her entire family’s death, even though her bonds with them felt more artificial than intimate. When Mallory once again appeared before her long time companions and trainers, the vision of the desert world appeared before her once more. It was there, at that moment, that Mallory’s journey for answers would begin as she requested aid from her long time teachers to escape the planet. [/indent]



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