Ali Kare
High Admiral of the Lilaste Order
NAME: Ali Kare
FACTION: Diarchy/Lilaste Order
RANK: High Admiral
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 30
SEX: female
HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT: 140lbs
EYES: brown
HAIR: dark brown
SKIN: dark
FORCE SENSITIVE: yes
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Can use the Force to have slight precognition in battle, giving tactical advantage in space battles
Ruthless- will not be swayed by pirate sweet talk, and will ensure no one escapes
Specialty in surprise tactics - Ali has taken a liking to ambushing and surprising her enemies in fleet battles, even designing her own capital ship to be maximally effective when taking enemies off-guard.
Ruthless- doesn't like taking prisoners (even if the target is high-value)
Narcissist - obsessed with her image and her success, even at the expense of others
No social skills - has no persuasion skills other than intimidation, and cannot sense when others are deceiving her
APPEARANCE:
Ali often has a steely countenance with little margin for emotional expression. Other than when she's yelling at her subordinates. Her admiral uniform is less extravagant than one may think, simply due to the fact that her request for heavy gold epaulets went unanswered. Still, her uniform is sharp at all times, not a wrinkle in sight. Her black boots are polished clean, and one might see their own reflection in them like a mirror. She is a very stiff individual, both in personality and movement. Maybe that's why no one ever offers to buy her a drink. That, or the fact that she's rarely seen outside of the flag deck.
BIOGRAPHY:
Ali was born on Coruscant to wealthy people high up on the ladder in corporate. They lived on the surface in a high-rise penthouse with a perfect view of the sunset. Her parents bought her everything she ever wanted, and more. Despite this, she never really knew her mother and father. Besides the times when they'd record her opening gifts, she rarely saw them, instead being cared for by a nanny droid. She was homeschooled, and only had one "friend". He was a drone really, doing whatever Ali told him to. She didn't know the first thing about him, even, other than his first name.
When she was in her later teens, she had a host of knowledge, a library living in her mind. All her time spent inside rather than playing with friends or at events was used efficiently to further her intellect. Ali became very interested in tactics and space warfare, not because she thought it was cool, but because she knew it was an arena where she could prove herself better than others. Her parents gladly paid (and pulled some strings) for her admission into the Galactic Alliance's naval warfare academy, where she passed with flying colors and was handed command of a picket ship in a larger fleet. However, Ali had never been great at following other people's instructions, especially if she thought they were dumb. In a feud with the fleet's commander over a patrol route, Ali was dishonorably discharged from service after two months.
She took no time to find a new job in a smaller group in the Mid Rim. The Lilaste Order was just small enough where she could rise quickly to the High Admiral position without jeopardizing her career because of another feud with a superior. Ali fought and won many battles against the Dusate pirates, gaining glory and fame among the Order's ranks immediately. One day she dreams to be in charge of the largest navy of the galaxy, and for any spacefarer to hear her name and tremble.
SHIP:
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KILLS:
none
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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ROLE-PLAYS:
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FACTION: Diarchy/Lilaste Order
RANK: High Admiral
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 30
SEX: female
HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT: 140lbs
EYES: brown
HAIR: dark brown
SKIN: dark
FORCE SENSITIVE: yes
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Can use the Force to have slight precognition in battle, giving tactical advantage in space battles
Ruthless- will not be swayed by pirate sweet talk, and will ensure no one escapes
Specialty in surprise tactics - Ali has taken a liking to ambushing and surprising her enemies in fleet battles, even designing her own capital ship to be maximally effective when taking enemies off-guard.
Ruthless- doesn't like taking prisoners (even if the target is high-value)
Narcissist - obsessed with her image and her success, even at the expense of others
No social skills - has no persuasion skills other than intimidation, and cannot sense when others are deceiving her
APPEARANCE:
Ali often has a steely countenance with little margin for emotional expression. Other than when she's yelling at her subordinates. Her admiral uniform is less extravagant than one may think, simply due to the fact that her request for heavy gold epaulets went unanswered. Still, her uniform is sharp at all times, not a wrinkle in sight. Her black boots are polished clean, and one might see their own reflection in them like a mirror. She is a very stiff individual, both in personality and movement. Maybe that's why no one ever offers to buy her a drink. That, or the fact that she's rarely seen outside of the flag deck.
BIOGRAPHY:
Ali was born on Coruscant to wealthy people high up on the ladder in corporate. They lived on the surface in a high-rise penthouse with a perfect view of the sunset. Her parents bought her everything she ever wanted, and more. Despite this, she never really knew her mother and father. Besides the times when they'd record her opening gifts, she rarely saw them, instead being cared for by a nanny droid. She was homeschooled, and only had one "friend". He was a drone really, doing whatever Ali told him to. She didn't know the first thing about him, even, other than his first name.
When she was in her later teens, she had a host of knowledge, a library living in her mind. All her time spent inside rather than playing with friends or at events was used efficiently to further her intellect. Ali became very interested in tactics and space warfare, not because she thought it was cool, but because she knew it was an arena where she could prove herself better than others. Her parents gladly paid (and pulled some strings) for her admission into the Galactic Alliance's naval warfare academy, where she passed with flying colors and was handed command of a picket ship in a larger fleet. However, Ali had never been great at following other people's instructions, especially if she thought they were dumb. In a feud with the fleet's commander over a patrol route, Ali was dishonorably discharged from service after two months.
She took no time to find a new job in a smaller group in the Mid Rim. The Lilaste Order was just small enough where she could rise quickly to the High Admiral position without jeopardizing her career because of another feud with a superior. Ali fought and won many battles against the Dusate pirates, gaining glory and fame among the Order's ranks immediately. One day she dreams to be in charge of the largest navy of the galaxy, and for any spacefarer to hear her name and tremble.
SHIP:
none
KILLS:
none
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
none
ROLE-PLAYS:
Private - An Eye for Talent
*5 years before the present Kriff. She'd been chewing so relentlessly on her bottom lip that it had started bleeding. Oh well, she would just have to conceal it when talking to her superior. But there were rumors that nothing could be hidden from the High Commander of the Lilaste Order. His...
Public - You Can't Take the Stars from Me
(OOC note: Feel free to jump in as a pirate, passenger, or responding to the mayday.) Was supposed to a normal mixed haul flight. Passengers and cargo. Simple space lane the Startreader had passed multiple times. Not so easy this time. His hull and shields were absorbing hit after hit from...
Faction - The defense of M'heali
Dravin heard the commotion over the comms, a group of bombers that he had been targeting had suddenly shifted towards the star destroyer the enemy bombers pushing faster " alright green wings we have to get these bombers quiskly! do not let a single torpedo hot that hull!" with desperation...
Public - Weekend at Pordo's
The Hutt Gala, Pordo the Hutt's annual lavish party was only hours away. Late afternoon on Qena was beautiful to Arla. Something about the way the sun's rays caught the towers and cast long shadows across the artificial surface of the planet. The weather was just as artificial as the surface...
Private - Economic Warfare
Trace growled hearing Commander Tarian's transmission, looking down at his rifle scornfully. If only he'd had the insight to bring an LO-17D to the battle instead of his usual LO-44R. Unlike the ordinary blasters of the Army, the Elghaseki's unique weapon had no option to switch to slug rounds...
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