Apollymi Djo
NAME: Apollymi DjoFACTION: Moross Crusade
RANK: Spellweaver
SPECIES: Dathomiri Human
AGE: 484
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 5'10
WEIGHT: 140lbs
EYES: Gold
HAIR: White
SKIN: Pale beige
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Her many years and her cross over into the dark have made her a powerful woman in her own right. She is known to conjure the Aspect of the Storm, excel in Mesmerism, and Ears of the Chiroptix.
However, while powerful in the Force, she is weak in body. The more powerful the spell, the more of a toll it is on her body. The darker the spell, the more purple blooms of corruption line her face in broken capillaries and bruises as a testament to the use of the powers of the Fanged God. She has to use her spells wisely, else she will soon find herself a worn husk of her former self, and quickly fade into the darkness as death comes.
BIOGRAPHY:
Apollymi was originally an elder of Dreaming River Clan, a descendant of the Djo family in Singing Mountain. She is a tall proud woman who stood her ground against the former High Priestess of the ancient Nightsister Coven that had once razed Dathomir so long ago. However, the ambitious desires of the Coven saw that the clan was completely razed along that with Dathomir; many of her fellow sisters, including the former Clan Mother perished at the hand of Santeria Decuir, seeing the corruption of their old ways fade in the wake of blood and death.
She survived the ordeal, having been able to take refuge on the Jedi Ships that brought them to the Kathol sector, where they made a new how amongst the Aing-Tii on Aaris III with the remaining refugee witch clans. There, undisturbed for centuries, the witch clans flourished, learning from the Aing-Tii, waiting for the day they would once again return to Dathomir.
PERSONALITY:
She is woman of contradictions, she tends to be loving and kind in one breath and then brutal and cold in the next. She travels in the wind and can strike down her victims in an instant. It is said those who are about to die by her hand can glimpse her blond hair swirling in the mist a second before they die and at the instant of their death, the last vision they hold is her merciless gold swirling eyes.
KILLS:
Various Nightsisters of the old Coven prior to the Gulag Virus.