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Aisha

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Aisha, formally of Dathomir
Current resident of the Confederation of Independent Systems
Daughter of Dathomir and Umbara
Mandragora within the Knights Obsidian
Cousin (though distantly) to [member="Darth Metus"]
Practitioner of all manner of magick
Follower of the Son and Daughter


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Physically Meek { W }
Blinded by Family { W }
Primitive Weapon Preference { W }
Tactics Specialist { S }
Friends on the Other Side { S }
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Born on Dathomir, Aisha was raised like any child destined to become a witch - learning the histories of her clan, preparing for the day when she would come of age and take her turn harvesting from the Sleeper to crated the Waters of Life. Like any of her Sisters, Aisha was aware of the turmoil that surrounding her home world, but often she was not confronted with the realities that came with being under the boot of the Mandolorian empire.

The decades of her life were dedicated to the slow, methodical collection of power - cementing her clan's foundation for power within their seat on the planet... Until of course, the United Clans of Mandalore saw fit to trade Dathomir to the Sith Empire as part of their treaties. While the Mandolorian's were not what the clan may have considered benign in nature, they seemed content enough to leave the planet alone... The Sith however, with a portal to the Nether now at their finger tips, were guaranteed to be less benevolent in their machinations for Dathomir's future.
It was with this knowledge that Aisha petitioned her clan to leave. The spirits spoke of a place to the South, well beyond the Core, where they might find another safe haven away from the crushing force of the Sith. There were those who knew the wisdom in the plans she made - and as in any grant venture, there were those who looked away from Dathomir and saw only corruption and fear... So when Aisha packed what belongings she had, there were only a handful of Sisters to join her. It was no great loss, however, as they were assured to prosper again once they reached the Southern systems.
Though the Son had plans for them that the spirits had not seen fit to divulge, it seemed. As their group exited the Core, headed for the Northern most tip of Confederate space, their ship was overtaken by a slavers vessel. The lure of a troop of what may have appeared to be helpless woman travelling the galaxy alone was too great a call to be ignored. Without the might of her full clan behind her, Aisha found she was unable to protect her people and it seemed that with their prize so close at hand that all would be lost... That was when their salvation found them.
A border patrol of CIS Knights Obsidian came upon them in their time of greatest need, and Lord Commander [member="Hashim"] himself was on hand to smite those who had sought to hinder their journey. The Knight offered to escort the Sisters to their destination, and during their travels Aisha came to know the man a bit better. Men on her world were of a paltry sort - compliant and weak, but this Lord Commander was none of those things. She found in him a strength she considered rare, and took a liking to him quickly.
As Aisha and her Sisters work to make a home for themselves within the Confederacy, the witch has agreed to work with the Knights Obsidian, hoping to repay a perceived debt that has been built on the lives of her family that were saved that day. Finding a small coven within the Mandragora, and a Vicelord that has roots firmly planted in the spirit realm himself, Aisha hopes that she's lead her Sisters to a brighter future than the one she knows awaits Dathomir.
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