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Anesia Jy'Vun [WIP/Transfer]

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Anesia Jy'Vun





NAME: Anesia Navia Jy'Vun [Darth Ferrius]
FACTION: Rouge
RANK: Sith Master
SPECIES: Zeltron/Nagai
AGE: Appears 27 GSY
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 1.78 m
WEIGHT: 57.6 kg
EYES: Violet
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Pale olive or unusually tan
FORCE SENSITIVE: Quite.

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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Weaknesses:

  • While her pheromones can be used to suit her needs, they are natural and sometimes have a mind of their own in over emotional situations, which can cause more harm to her than the objective.
  • Anesia has a multi-personality disorder and this leaves her to forget powers and knowledge from time to time, depending on the personality taking over.
  • Zeltrons by nature are very sensual, thus often making it a war within herself on what she wants and what her body does.
  • She has the innate ability to attract spirits and ghosts. Rare, but she has been the host of one.

Force Abilities/Power:
Magic/Spells:



APPEARANCE:
The slender frame of the Sith Master is usually accompanied with the softer side nature has given as far as colors go in a wardrobe. Even so, it is more dramatic with make-up, giving her "assets" the more obvious attention. Her harsh brown (or illuminating violet) eyes lined in dark hues and ran over in mostly nude, black and gold on her lids. Being as wanting as a person as she is, her mouth is the first to draw attention with heavy decadent lips. A mixture of bloodlines, Zeltron and Nagai, gave her a skin tone unmatchable; not red, nor white, but something along the lines of a creamy olive. High cheekbones and slender, slanted brows give the rest of her face it's beautiful completion. Robes, cloaks- the usual of Force-user attire was and is noted and used, along with extravagant dresses and corsets to which she wore normally. Long, black hair fell mid-back with chunks of a golden brown all through the curly, but most of the time straight and in sleek dos. She was thin, a little more than average height for a woman, but completely normal by her people's standards.

BIOGRAPHY:

It was dusk on the Lake Country of Naboo when Anesia Jy’Vun was brought into the galaxy by a venomous archivist named Maryn Deliah Kovis, and valiant Jedi Knight Tavion Nas Jy’Vun. She was fair, even as a babe, dark ringlets crowned her head, perfectly pink lips, rosy cheeks and eyes such a rich brown they seemed black. The child born of wedlock weighed in at a mere six and a half pounds and stretched an even twenty-four inches long. During the months on infancy she showed an interest in learning and [SIZE=14.44444465637207px]finding ways to procure what she wanted[/SIZE]- she did so quickly.

Both parents (even though her father was barely around) were swift to learn that they had a force sensitive. At three months, Anesia was throwing things with out the use of her hands. There was no control, but the ability was still there. When she began to speak, she did so through telepathy until she was two years old. The people in the city had thought the archivist had born a mute. This was not so, it was just that Anesia, even that young, liked to play head games. Still, she was an active thing, ever inquisitive, always smiling gaining favor and adoration to all those around. Her closest companions were her brother Davik, seven years older and her mother. As a small child, those were all she had.

At three, the family had moved to Zeltros (her mother's native planet), then to Coruscant in the same year. Tavion Jy'Vun visited when he could, which was only every few months and only for a couple days at a time. The active parent in her life was her mother and she worked, so was barely around also. It was left to her brother who was seven years older to raise her during those times.

When she hit about five, her father began to come around more. Soon after quite a big change in her life, Anesia found herself in the company of him more than anyone else. She had attached herself to his hip every time he was around. It was not always; Tavion was gone more than he was home, though it was more than in past times. Still, the young girl cherished every second. She was essentially, a ‘Daddy’s girl’.

The older she got, the farther she grew from her mother. Anesia thought it because of the new addition to the family, and grew to be disobedient when her younger sister was around. Nothing she could do; good or bad, would get her mother’s attention. Over time, she got used to it and took more of a liking to school and extra-curricular activities to keep her mind off of the disappointment. It stemmed beyond the usual sibling rivalry, causing her to detest her younger sister.

At the age of seven and a day where she happened to be visited by her father, they were found out by his Master before he had gained the title. Jedi Master Jerrico Koronos was his name. All of them were assured that not a single word would be ushered as long as the Council came first. That was what he told them while Tavion was there. The visits became few and farther between. Anesia was very close with her father, even with such short family time. He even trained her when possible, to use the Force and a lightsaber.

It had only been a couple weeks, a day shy actually when Jedi Master Koronos appeared before them again and her brother was sent off to work in the mines. Even as small as she was, Anesia knew something was awry. Maryn had stopped paying attention to her sister and settled it upon Jerrico instead. She was even instructed to never speak of it. It was blackmail. With her father absent, this man, her father's mentor had seemingly taken his place.

This went on for years. Her mother gone for days at a time with this man, leaving her to herself. Davik was off making his own life, so this left her alone. The longest she was gone at once, was six months. In that time, her father never visited either. That was when she was twelve. Jerrico paid visits though, making sure she and her sister had food. But that was all.

By now, Anesia understood that her mother was having an affair with the Jedi Master. She had betrayed her family. The small amount of love she ever had for her children had vanished. Maryn had even ignored her own daughter in a time when she needed her most. Where she lacked however, Jerrico picked up the slack. He gave her more attention than she wanted. This in effect, enraged her mother, causing jealousy. The man had continued her training with the Force. He was molding her.

At the age of fifteen, Jerrico Koronos had completely abandoned her mother's bed. Apparently he had a knack for younger girls. It was sick really. He was handsome, but negligent. He was a liar. This was what she portrayed as a Jedi and what they stood for. Which was disgusting and cruel. It scared her. She found herself lying too, just to get away from him. The fear was getting to be too much. Anesia's innocence had been taken, her life flipped upside down. The more angst and hatred she showed, the more driven it seemed to make the man.

When she was sixteen she fell ill and into a coma. [The truth of it was, Anesia had been impregnated and then put into a coma. She never knew she was pregnant and that she had a daughter.] After it was 'presumed' safe, the archivist's daughter was awoken, appearing just as she had before.

As if it was not enough that the Jedi Master took her virginity, gave her a child she did not know about, and tore her family apart -he continued to hover like a storm cloud. The abuse never stopped, it only became more savage. Anesia had no escape and not even her mother would help. There was love lost there between mother and daughter. Hate gleamed in Maryn's eyes, jealousy in her heart.

Nothing compared to when her Father had found his mentor in his daughter's bed when he returned early from his duties on the Council. It was quite clear to him what had happened. Though there was a flicker of something in his eyes that hurt her. She imagined it was trust. He expected her to come to him and she would have, had she been brave enough.

There is only so much a person can take; even a controlled, trained Jedi Master apparently.

The battle was long between them. It seemed to last for hours. Anesia had tried to help, but her father would have nothing of it.

He lost and she watched as he was gutted from behind- as blood poured from his belly. She was scared, shocked, repulsed, sad, angry. Anesia did the only logical thing a teenager would do; she attacked the other Jedi. Jerrico only laughed and sent her flying and landing in a heap of fractured bones, bruised and battered.

Still, even after her Father's death and her mother 'owed' nothing to this man, she kept him around.

Anesia became obedient, smarter and trained under her Father's murderer. It was a sick thing, but the young woman had her reasons. Revenge.

All of that came with a price. That price was her body whenever he wished it. It made bile climb up her throat and her stomach knot. She had to do it, she decided. For her father, if not for herself. But never ever for her mother.

Jedi Master Warren Jerrico had been gone for a solid month. Abstinence for thirty days.

When he called, she would come. Drunk, aroused- it was exactly how she wanted him. Anesia had him worked up, sweaty and then finally, spent. He was sitting on a stool, instructing her in slurs to dance. So, she did. She danced all the way around him until it was time.

Anesia Jy'Vun slew her father's murder with a crisp, quick slice of his neck. He was still alive when she severed off his manhood. She wanted him to feel it while he bled to death. That in itself did not take long.

A murderer now, she fled, not having the heart to kill her own mother. Anesia searched now for answers and aid to punish the Jedi for what they had done or not done. Her father was dead, her mother a whore, her siblings disappeared and Jerrico dead by her own hands.

She could not possibly go back, not with out facing a certain death, that would be in no doubt dealt with by the Jedi Council.

This was when she went to Ruusan, based on a few myths and found them to be true. Anesia became an Apprentice to Sith Master Remy Gray of Regnum in Potestas at the age of seventeen and furthered her apprenticeship into Knighthood with Reyven Samoth. It was through him, she mastered the ability in lightsaber creation.

Since then, the Sith established herself among a newly formed order of Sith called, Sine Occasu where she began to train others like herself [Kathryn Langley, Darth Necros, Zan Zyoru, Alicia Owens, Macayela Black, Jerimiah Black, Aden Lothiar]. The particular order changed hands and names. The next being The Sith Empire which rise was short and sweet. While on her rise to power, Anesia helped form a newer version of The Sith Council, and was one of the founding members. While on a conquest to dig up artifacts, the Knight found herself to be possessed by a Sith long since passed: Sei Kim; she was a member of an order of Sidious' making.

Within a few, short years, she studied under Sith Master Remy Gray again to fuel the desire to learn Sith Alchemy.

In the years as a Knight, Anesia seemingly disappeared, divulging the need and want to gain more knowledge. She lived, learned, and fought among and with a small Nightsister clan on Dathomir for years. She was known for "sticking her fingers" in as many "pots" as she could. The art of manipulation went far beyond the flesh. The Sith Knight began experimenting with Alchemy and spells, combining them in an effort to become more powerful. This proved to work well for her and cloning became futile. During her exploits on the witching planet, she met Vascious Relens. For years ahead, they stood side-by-side, and it was said he was the only one to have gained access to her heart. War became the world and they were lost to eachother.
Upon her return to the Council and not long after, Anesia gained the title of Master. Months went by and while on one of the many estates Ms. Jy'Vun owned, Castle Black on Munto Codruu, a girl by the name of Steph Zenima became of burning interest to her. At this time, she had become strong enough to push her possession on to another. The elusive Remy Gray appeared once more in her life, and so were the ways of Alchemy and creation. It was not until around this time, that she was made aware that she did have a child and this child was actively hunting her.

Madness was the game, and Anesia was in the thick of it.

Then there was Salem... Omega. That story is currently being written.

[There are many side stories left out of the life and times of Anesia Jy'Vun for both plot purposes and room on the page]


SHIP:
  • CSS-1 Corellian Star Shuttle
  • Sith Infiltrator
  • X-83 TwinTail starfighter

KILLS:
Unknown


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ROLE-PLAYS:

​[There are many more threads that either I do not have the means to find, or they're stuck in the thread necromancer on TGC. Too many from a couple boards that are long since gone.]

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“It will never be my intention to relieve a being of their sins; I serve only justice in the face of madness. Life is the price they pay. A life of wretchedness, poverty- a loveless life, for all that they once had is now mine.”

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