Technical data Name:
Ryndarra Elinwen Kirileth (Officially in Imperial records, Lady Ryndarra of House Kirileth) Species:
Pureblood Sith Age:
Jedi Knight Master:
N/A Former master(s):
Dhered Arwine, human Jedi Consular. MIA after Coruscant, presumed killed. Aged 58 at time of disappearance. Time/location of capture:
The Temple of Coruscant, shortly after the Sith bombardment and destruction of the temple, defending an injured Master Arwine.
As a prisoner, your wardrobe is limited. When you were captured, how do you look and what clothes do you have on now?
My appearance is unmistakable - deep scarlet skin, the bone ridges on my nose and on my brow prominent and sharp, with vermillion eyes - the very image of a Pureblood Sith. Though a Jedi should not overly pride themselves on their appearance, I have come to wear makeup, as people say it softens my features; purple eye make-up and lip gloss is my usual choice. In addition, I wear traditional Sith jewellery - long golden chains about my neck, and two golden rings on my brow. I also wear a pair of golden earrings with studs of emerald. I stand a good head higher than most of my contemporaries, at about five feet and eleven inches - a legacy of my father, I am told - with long, freely-flowing dark red hair, which falls to my mid-back. I have a rounded, full figure, they say. A strong frame, with... *ahem* curves to match. My bone ridges on my breast and down my spine are obvious to the eye, were you to see me in the nude, and I allow myself one luxury - that is a full-body shave. It allows me to relax and take my mind off of everything for a while - coconut oil and scented candles and all. Finally, there are the scars of my past. Scorched and burned, the flesh on the far right of my face has formed a light patchwork of scar tissue, though luckily it has not unduly affected my hearing, as the saber stroke barely missed my head...
Prisoners have few items, as can be seen. I can be seen in a long, flowing white silken dress, the hem of which is about to my shin, with long sleeves, and simple white shoes. A simple, comfortable garment, fit for simple tasks and going about my daily life of meditation, saber practice and maintenance. White is a calming colour to me. It reminds me of the Republic troopers who saved me on that fateful day, as I was, covered in ash and soot from the explosions - I could see these white-clad soldiers picking through the wreckage, and I saw one run over to me as I crawled out of the wreckage. Underneath I wear nothing, for it allows me to breathe freely, and to allow the feeling of the wind and of the world around me to permeate into my very soul. Some find this distasteful - I don't know why - but I often find that people find me distasteful in general! *soft chuckling*
You got captured. Did you make any mistakes that led to this, or were others at fault?
I was captured through my stubborn refusal to retreat. I couldn't just leave Master Arwine! His wounds were deep, but I owed him everything, I couldn't simply abandon him to his fate, to the Imperials who would doubtless kill him. My fault is my own, though I feel that the Coruscanti Defence Force could arguably have been reinforced... the Republic Senate grew complacent, fat off their victories in the latter part of the great war, they didn't think that the Empire would dare strike at Coruscant.
The Force is your ally. How do you use it?Basic Force Powers - Level: Well-Trained
I was trained in the Force from the age of about 4 or 5, the exact timing I forget... Master Dhered said that I was a fast learner, and a powerful one at that. Though he warned me to stay away from hubris. In his words, there are always bigger fish in the sea
. Basic Force powers roll off my activity fairly naturally, though I still lack skill with certain powers, such as precognition and active telekinesis. My telekinetic defence is strong, however, and I can resist even Force pushes with my defensive stance.Force Stun - Level: Crack
My primary method of dealing with those who seek to oppose me is to stun them into submission. In times of desperation, I can stun even a large group of people for a time, or knock a small handful into outright stupor. I dislike stunning with brute force, for stunning with enough force can render a target helpless, alike to himself, and to further co-operation. However, there are times when violence must be met with violence, and I will stun as many as is needed.Force Healing - Level: Trained
I am not just a warrior. There are times when Jedi are required to soothe the sick, and aid those in need. Though my healing powers are no equal to those of my offensive capabilities, I nevertheless stand ready to aid in healing those who require assistance. However, I am more able to heal physical than mental wounds - my own run deep.Force Lightning - Level: Untapped Potential
(( Ryndarra's bloodline is powerful, and were the Sith to turn her, she has the potential to develop her Dark Side powers into something truly terrifying. Her brother, Reikard, used Force Lightning against her during their duel on Hoth, but were the Sith to turn her, Ryndarra could perhaps surpass him in bending this to her will. Currently, she has no knowledge of this. ))
Having the Force did not keep you safe. What other skills can help you escape?
My first and foremost strength aside from the Force is in my body itself. Master Arwine oft referred to me as being as strong and and stubborn as a bantha, though thankfully much better-looking! Even without my weapons, or the Force, I can beat any man to the ground - perhaps even kill them with my fists and feet alone - and I am resourceful; anything can be a weapon, so long as it is reasonably pointed. Anything can be used to stab. As strong as a woman I am, however, I am also quiet, and able to slip by people mostly unseen, hiding in the shadows, and lurking around corners, a shiv at the ready.
I can also appeal to people's desires. A distasteful habit, but one that is most useful to those who give into their wants and needs. I know what people want, and I know how to give it to them, no matter how disgusted I may feel. The Jedi often said that passion leads to the Dark Side, but if passion can be used as a weapon against those who seek the destruction of the Republic - the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few.
What was your life like before you got captured? Which major events shaped your life?
... I don't like talking about my life. It is full of reversals of fortune, a life shaped first by the Empire, then by the Empire's defeat upon a world... and then the Republic. And then the Republic's defeat by the Empire! I'm barely into my twenties and I've seen everything change at the drop of a hat, so to speak.
I am the youngest of three natural children of Darth Rashaaq Kirileth, a Dark Lord of the Sith and servant of the Empire - an anvil forged in the fires of war, my father. Stoic, calm and utterly immovable in the face of adversity was how I remember him, even during combat. The Sith used to drill mantras like 'Peace is a lie. There is only Passion' into my head... but my father never showed anger or frustration... only patience and stoicism. *giggles* Old Stone Face, mother used to call him. But I don't remember much of my family life... I was never even sent to Korriban - I didn't have chance. Perhaps that was for the best.
My father and I were on the planet of Veshensaska. It was an ice world, in the Outer Rim. Why father had brought me with him, I don't know. Maybe it was the Force. The Force works in mysterious ways, after all... Veshensaska was the site of a major engagement between the Republic and the Empire during the Great War. At first, it looked as though the Empire would sweep all before it - how my father burst with pride as he watched the Imperial forces sweep through the Republic, those brave Republic defenders... and then the sky was afire! The Republic reinforcements arrived, and amidst a space battle, they landed and began to drive my father's forces back. Now... that's not usually a catalyst for disaster, reverses happen all the time in warfare - Force knows we have experienced a plenty of these in the Great War - were it not for a commando raid on father's headquarters. The commandos ran into father's bodyguards, for what they were worth, hah! They were good at looking pretty and standing around, that much I do remember. The Republic commandos cut through them as a scythe cuts through wheat, until they met my father. My father, who flashed both red sabres bare, who dazzled as he turned in air, sabering the gunners there, charging an army whilst a little girl wondered... And that was the last I remember. The Republic commandos, I later learned, had blown the compound with demolition charges in desperation. I don't remember much, but I remember there was so much smoke, and so much fire and heat... I remember my father's voice crying out over the cacophony of noise, trying to find me. I tried to call back, but the pressure on my chest was too strong, I couldn't speak, could barely breathe...
The raid threw the Imperial forces into confusion, and they fell back across the planet. Republic troopers found me, cold and near-death from blood loss and shock, in the ruins of the compound. I don't remember what they said, or how they looked...
*Here, Ryndarra falters and lowers her gaze to the floor.*
I... I don't want to talk about my past any more. It... It hurts to.
How do you keep yourself calm in captivity? How do you keep your will to escape strong?
These are people who once I called kin. I am one of them, yet I am also not them. Look at this Nyiss person - she is Sith, like me, and yet Sith, not like me. Perhaps... if I can be forged into an instrument of the light, so can these people? Perhaps they can be changed? Either way... it's worth a shot, right? You have to look at people as people, not as these monstrous creations they like to think of themselves as. People have weaknesses, failings, pride, lust, et cetera. By unravelling the propaganda behind the people... perhaps I can strike at their heart. Maybe get them to recognise that the Sith Code is ultimately doomed to fail, because a state of perpetual warfare is self-destructive in the long run. Without peace, there is no civilisation. War can only destroy, it cannot build.
How well do you hold up under pressure? Do you have a high pain threshold?
Pressure is key to maintaining a calm mind. My father used to recite a poem to me - surprising, really, for one such as he, I know he is a Sith of great power, but what little I remember of him encouraged temperance, and virtue. The Dark Side, to him, was a means to an end, not the end itself. That much I remember. That was my father for you. I don't think he was a bad man. Just fighting for the wrong side... But anyway, enough about that.
As for pain threshold... I have survived severe injuries in my past, pain is naught to me. Strip me, humiliate me, torture me... The physical realm pales in comparison to the power of the Force.
Lightsabers. Though you lost yours, it would be good to know what form(s) you use.
My primary form of lightsaber combat is Form VI - Niman. With two blades, I use the off-hand as a main gauche
, a sparring and parrying weapon, whilst my main hand, the right hand in my case, acts as a primary striking hand, with more power and more strength behind it. I also integrate Force powers such as Force Push and Force Throw into my combat, especially against those more powerful with the saber than I - the key most of my powers is Force Stun. However, I also use Form VI as a manner of dealing with multiple combatants against me; in several combats, I have bested multiple Imperial opponents, even in the last minutes of the assault on the Temple of Coruscant...
Have you encountered other prisoners or Sith in the past?
...If I have, I don't remember them. Maybe when I was a child in my father's care, I might have met some Sith, but I don't remember them...
Out of Character
How powerful is (s)he in the Force?
She has power, great power. She is young, but already she has shown much aptitude in the Force - particularly in the areas of what limited offensive Force powers the Jedi are trained in, such as Force Stun and Force Throw. Her father's bloodline flows through her veins, and with her father's bloodline comes great power and ability in the Force. He is still telepathically linked to her, calling out to her in her dreams, begging for her to return to the Empire, to his side, to serve as his right hand.
Has your character encountered members of the Strike Team / Rescuers before?
Nobody with any sort of wisdom wants to speak of their flaws. Especially not to their enemies, so what are your character’s flaws?
"My bloodline. No matter how hard I try, the Dark Side calls... And the nightmares. A voice haunts my dreams, plays havoc with my thoughts, a familiar voice, calling to me by name, calling out for me in the darkness, crying out "Ryndarra, my child, where are you?! Where are you?!" I go to shout back, but my voice catches in my throat, and I choke. My throat fills with ash, and I choke... and choke... I think I'm going to die, and then... and then I wake up, screaming and shouting, in a cold sweat in my bed. I fall back onto the mattress, exhausted... It is a recurrent nightmare. I know the voice. But I don't know who it belongs to. It is not even a temptation, it's a shout of desperation... of grief. And the dark side gnaws at my soul, it surfaces sometimes in times of stress, and I must remind myself constantly... Anger leads to hate, and hate leads to suffering. My voice raises, my fists clench, the temptation is there, if only I reach out and touch it! I feel the power coursing through my veins, and I fight to redirect it... fight to repress my bloodline. What the Sith I duelled said was rightfully mine."
Is your character any good at holding out against torture?
Ryndarra's pain tolerance is high, but not unbreakable. She would respond better to non-violent 'torture' such as confronting her with distasteful matters dealing with the Republic, perhaps insinuating that the Republic's weakness allowed their citizens to die, or maybe the Republic abandoned the Jedi on Coruscant to die... But if you want to make her scream and cry, then it will be tough... but not impossible.
What is your character’s personality like? What motivates him/her?
Ryndarra is a dreamy one. She's pretty detached from the world, largely as a way of shielding herself from the power and corruption that runs within her veins. As a Pureblood Sith, she's constantly in danger of temptation to use the Dark Side of the Force, and so she detaches herself from reality in a sense, preferring to simply watch and observe rather than take action the majority of the time. She prefers to fight with words instead of weapons, and she wants to use her status to drive the Republic and Empire closer together, perhaps end the senseless bloodshed between peoples. The Sith desire power, the Jedi desire peace - is there really no way to end the fighting? Can one achieve peace and power? Perhaps... peace through power?
Do you have any limits as to what is “ok” to happen to your character?
Make her suffer, by all means, but killing her is not recommended. I think you're also more likely to turn Ryndarra through non-violent means, be that simply deep conversation topics, seduction... outright violence will likely not work, though it might invoke her to channel the Dark Side of the Force within her to crush those who have wronged her. "Through violence, we can achieve peace in our time." her father once said. Is that a victory for the Sith? Perhaps. Will it meet with consequences? Probably.
Do you want your character to escape?
That remains to be seen. I'd like her to escape, but at the same time, let's see how things go.
How easily do you wish to be captured?
She's already captured! Unless you mean re-captured? In which case, then it depends on her state of mind. If she's angered, enraged or simply very anti-Imperial, she will likely fight to the last drop of blood.
What do you think your character is doing in a few IC months?Light Side - Guardian of the Republic
Ryndarra, if she is able to commit fully to the side of the light, will grow into a stalwart defender of the Republic and its ideals against the Empire. The Republic's core tenets of freedom, liberty and democracy must remain uncorrupted by those who would seek to cast it down into the mud, and Ryndarra will do all in her power to protect the Republic from those who wish to destroy it, and replace it with the authoritarian mire of the Empire. Ryndarra will not hesitate to lay down her life for the Republic, even if it means death at the hands of the Sith.Neutrality - Divided Loyalties
If Ryndarra is unable to commit to either side fully, one fears for her future. Her dark side corruption will grow, whilst her devotion to the Jedi Code tears her apart. Can she stop the slide into darkness? I don't know. Will loyalty to her family override loyalty to the Republic? Will she even turn elsewhere to a state that welcomes its power, where strength and duty are valued and upheld, rather than seen as dangerous passions? Will Ryndarra desert the Republic once and for all, and rejoin the Empire she was taken from so long ago? Or will she remain doggedly loyal to the Republic, and reluctantly fight on? Or will she even give up altogether and melt away into the galaxy's uncounted masses?Dark Side - Die, Scum
Ryndarra takes after her father once more, unleashing her full power on the galaxy and its inhabitants to bring bloody victory to the Empire, in the name of the Sith and of the Emperor. Her father is proud - the Jedi were unable to unlock her true potential, but now, only now can Ryndarra take root and fly. Only now can she be the woman she was born to be! Lady Ryndarra of the Sith has been reborn in the fires of war and darkness, and she will not stop until she has carved out a blood-soaked legacy of her own, and bring glory to the House of Kirileth, which for so long as stood divided. Let the stars themselves tremble, and let the Senate weep, for Ryndarra will see all the Republic burn!