Name: Dorea "Kali" Y'varti
Age: 200
Race: Asari
Gender: N/A
Class: Vanguard
Appearance:
Civilian Appearance
Wears distinctive red lip-stick and possesses a red dot tattoo along with an Eclipse tattoo on her back, her Commando Unit tattoo on her shoulder, and a heart with the name "Galia" in it over her heart. Also possesses a Fornax cover girl tramp stamp. A bright silver wedding band with an azure diamond hangs around her neck.
In armor
Has blue accents instead of black and has a crimson kerchief wrapped around the neck. Several asari combat honors adorn the upper left-side of the breast-plate and an image of an asari frigate underscored by the word "Cerulean" adorns the right shoulder-plate. Her personal emblem, the visage of the Hindu goddess Kali in the shape of an Asari graces her left shoulder plate. Her suit can produce and retract a white-eyed recon hood.
Biography: Dorea was born on Thessia to a wealthy Serrice Council executive and a Turian Officer. She was the youngest of five siblings and the wildest. Where her sisters were prim and proper, she was blunt and daring. She was not made to be a proper society lady and often struck out on adventures and made friends with "undesirables", missing studies and breaking various rules. Her mother disapproved of her maverick nature but her father was not the conventional Turian and recognized a fighter's spirit.
Her father and her had a close personal connection, he often regaled her with his exploits as an elite member of the 26th Armiger Legion. Dorea was fascinated by his tales of adventure, glory, and valor and of the long military history his family had been involved in. She was quite surprised when he revealed that he had met her mother when she was an Asari Huntress and that they had fought in many battles together before developing their relationship. Her mother had been a vaunted Huntress before she became a matron and settled in to the wealthy family business and married her father.
Dorea made up her mind at that young age that she would make her parents proud by becoming a Huntress. Her mother was not pleased with the suggestion but her father convinced her to allow Dorea to enter commando training. She accelerated through training and even was taught private lessons by her father in strategy, marksmanship, and hand-to-hand combat. Her mother had pitched in with athletic conditioning, combat medicine and survival, and extensive biotic training. Over the decades she became a master of the art of war, particularly of melee combat where she bested every fighter in her unit. She remembers fondly the day she became a Huntress and how both her mother and father had been proud.
She served for a few decades of distinguished service, often clashing with superiors due to her lack of respect for most forms of authority and her maverick nature, but delivering incredible results as part of her elite team. Her comrades and herself were responsible for destroying several mercenary bands and pirate ships along the frontier and she quickly rose up the ranks. Dorea had a best friend in the form of Galia, who had been the child of a servant in her family estate. They had gone through training together and were an inseparable pair on-and-off the field of battle, Galia with her intellectual nature and grounded personality, was a much needed foil to Dorea's hot blooded personality. Their friendship grew into a passionate love that was looked down upon by their comrades and Dorea's siblings due to the "pureblood" stigma.
Dorea's parents supported the relationship and the pair had married eventually gaining the support of all their family, friends, and comrades. They planned to have children after they left the service, Galia would join the Serrice Council and Dorea would become a private security consultant. Tragedy struck when on a mission Galia and Dorea had faced a Krogan Battlemaster and his cadre. Dorea had rushed headfirst to fight the Battlemaster, ignoring orders to wait for the rest o their team. But even her prodigious skills were no match for him as he nearly killed her. Galia saved her life by attacking the Battlemaster and was mortally wounded. Dorea went into a battle rage and in a biotic fury, slaughtered the Battlemaster's squad and driven him off. Galia died in her arms while proclaiming her love.
Dorea was punished severely for her actions and demoted. The Battlemaster had fled into the Terminus systems and she plead with her Superiors to pursue him but was rebuffed. In a severe depression for her part in Galia's death and disillusioned by the orders of her superiors, Dorea left the Huntresses. Soon after her father died, but on his deathbed he said that he would always be proud of her and that she should do what she thought was right. After his funeral, Dorea left Thessia, buying a shuttle and making her way to the Terminus.
Dorea soon joined Eclipse under the impression the organization was legitimate and would help her with her mission and accept her maverick personality. She rose through the ranks quickly by completing various missions targeting vicious mercenaries. But she encountered the brutal and cruel nature of her organization when she was sent into Omega and discovered their drug smuggling trade. She might have not followed the rules but she was no monster. She left the Eclipse and became a freelancer, taking contracts that appealed to the sense of justice and honor ingrained into her by her father and the Huntresses.
She had a very busy career over the next decade, working for many individuals and groups all across the galaxy while making a name for herself as a tough fighter but a trustworthy one. She experienced many new things, saw many new sights, experienced more than her fair share of illicit drugs, and slept with many people, though her heart still belonged to Galia. Dorea never quit looking for the Battlemaster, until one day as payment for a job, Aria T'Loak informed her of the Battlemaster's whereabouts and offered a contract to take him out as he was encroaching on Aria's operations.
She accepted and joined a crew of other Mercs to take down the Battlemaster. The battle was vicious and many died on both sides. But Dorea cornered the Battlemaster and engaged him in single combat. It was one of the toughest fights of her life and she had almost died again, but with her cunning, skill, experience, and grace she won the day and killed the Battlemaster. She took his knife, the same blade that wounded her and killed Galia, and completed her mission.
Now she decided to continue her life as a mercenary, but to right wrongs, protect the innocent, and fight the cruel and wicked wherever she could find them. She knew that there were degrees of crime and that she was no innocent herself, ignoring petty victimless crimes and focusing on the pirates and slavers that plagued the Terminus. She accepted all kinds of bounties to track down the worst the galaxy had to offer and often had to walk in a grey world, accepting these jobs from the likes of Aria and other crime bosses.
Tales of Dorea's prowess started going across the Terminus. Eventually she formed a group of freelancers called the Novas, who would bring a light to the murky Terminus systems. Their ship the Cerulean was so named for Galia's skin tone. She attracted dozens of like-minded individuals and they became a force to be reckoned with as one of the most reliable and elite freelancer teams in operation as Dorea lead them through many dangerous missions and assignments but always completing their mission with minimal casualties.
Dorea's reputation was such that the Alliance even hired her to fight with them on Torfan after the Skyllian Blitz. Torfan was one of the bloodiest battles Dorea had ever participated in, but she fought with a ferocity that was a beautiful nightmare to see. One of the Alliance Soldiers, a Hindu, had gone so far as to refer to her as Kali during the battle and the name caught on among the infantry. Dorea found she liked the name and the figure it was meant for. She became known as the Asari Kali, a goddess of death but not a cruel one.
Kali continued her career, and even started to forgive herself for the death of Galia and started a romance with a teammate. Her newfound happiness was short-lived when the Cerulean pursued a slaving vessel after it had kidnapped a large portion of innocent colonists. The Cerulean crippled the vessel and Kali boarded it, taking out the slavers and freeing the colonists. But it had been a trap, the ship had been rigged to explode and they had been lured into the stronghold of a Slaver Baron who was a brother to one she had killed years before. The Baron's ships trapped the Cerulean and Kali was one of few to make it off the slave ship before it exploded. In the following space battle Kali and her crew managed to destroy several other vessels but they had been crippled and crash-landed on the Baron's planet.
Many were killed but Kali managed to rally the survivors in a desperate battle of survival, evading the Baron's forces for months while staging guerilla attacks on his men and disrupting their operations. In a last push, Kali and the Novas assaulted the Baron's stronghold in the dead of night, and manged to infiltrate their defenses. They were betrayed, by a slave they had rescued before, and it was a massacre as the Novas made their last stand against the Baron. With Kali's leadership, they managed to survive long enough to kill the Baron and destroy his fortress.
In the end, she was one of a handful of survivors and among the dead was the crew member she had begun to love, who had reminded her so much of Galia. Dorea was not a furious goddess that day, but an empty shell. She disbanded the Novas and the survivors struck out on their own. Dorea set the ruins of the Cerulean to self-destruct and let it be the funeral pyre for her friends and comrades.
Dorea found a ship and made her way back to Omega where she disappeared on a depression-driven bender for several months before emerging. She made a promise to herself that she would not stop living and to honor the memories of the ones she loved by continuing her journey. Now with little more than the clothes on her back and the weapons at hand, Dorea Y'vanti, Kali of the Terminus, will fight her way back to the top.
Notable Achievements: Best hand-to-hand combatant in her old commando unit, captured a dozen dangerous criminals who would become Purgatory inmates, successfully protected a Terminus colony and destroyed a Batarian Slaver Baron and his extensive operation in a three-month guerrilla campaign, participated in various battlefields such as Garvug, Anhur, and Teatrus, fought on Torfan as a contractor for the Alliance, former captain of the successful independent mercenary group the Novas and their ship the Cerulean.
Killed a Krogan Battlemaster in single combat and has consistently ranked in the top 100 at the Pinnacle Station. Has completed contracts for Aria T'Loak, Elanus Risk Control Services, the Shadow Broker, Donovan Hock, Elias Kelham, several corporations including Binary Helix, and various governments just to name a few. Her handful of appearances on Fornax are among the most highly downloaded in history.
Equipment: Disciple Shotgun with attached combat blade that she names "Lenia", Tempest SMG with recoil dampener and high-velocity barrel, Savant biotic amp, several smaller-sized grenades from non-lethal flashbangs to incendiaries, a hand-crafted Asari combat axe, a large krogan-make machete, two collapsible electro-batons that can be combined into a staff, and several knives and blades hidden within pocket compartments and several other places. Her armor features a form-fitting undersuit and the plates were all custom-made to fit her and allow a high degree of mobility while retaining fair protection.
Personality: Dorea is above all an adventurous soul, she seeks to live her long life to the fullest and possesses an innate curiosity and yearning to discover and experience new things. She considers herself a people person and often attempts to engage in conversation with no concern about seeming eccentric She is hard-headed and once her mind is set she is incredibly difficult if not impossible to dissuade.
Dorea loves excitement and thrills, partying hard and fighting harder. Like many maidens she has an innate sensuality but is considered borderline vulgar even among her peers. She likes to joke and is flippant in the face of danger. Dorea has a casual disregard for most social conventions and laws but has a solid personal code and sense of justice, protecting the relative innocents she encounters in her line of work to the best of her ability.
Despite her sunny disposition she possesses a keen tactical mind and is adept at taking the measure of people at first glance. She has a quick wit and a startling cunning under her pretty face and in the heat of battle, she is ruthless, efficient, and graceful. She is a fighter to the bone and will never waver from a worthy task no matter the physical or psychological toll it takes on her but she protects those she considers friends with fierce loyalty.
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