Character Celina-Daughter of Freedom

[Celina]

Celina-Daughter of Freedom​

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Name: Celina

Age: 21

Gender: Female

Species: Dathomiri

Homeworld: Unknown

Faction: Sith Order-Tsis'kaar

Rank: Lorekeeper-Acolyte

Force Sensitive: Yes

Biography: The woman who would eventually take the name Celina was born without a name of her own. She was not special in this, countless millions are born into slavery across the galaxy, forced into servitude before they even have an understanding of what that means. She never knew her parents, and her earliest memories were in the slave pits of her first master, a rather disgusting rodian. She entered the service of a crime lord on a small moon, so insignificant in the greater galactic scheme that it did not warrant a name. The girl without a name went to live on the moon without a name, and she spent the next decade and a half of her life there.

Of all the other slaves and servants on that moon, the girl without a name was close to only a single person, Celina. The daughter of a soldier in the employ of her master, Celina took a liking to the girl without a name and the two bonded. Celina taught her many things, chief among them how to read. Forbidden from any personal possessions beyond her work clothing, when Celina brought books to the girl without a name, she would pour over their contents for hours at a time. She cherished these times, and the cruel torments and attention of her master could be forgotten in the pages of these books.

The girl without a name had only ever heard of Sith in passing when she saw her first one. A massive man, the Sith had come to her masters home on a business matter, though she would never know the full details. All she knew was that discussions did not go according to plan, and the Sith decided to let out his frustration. Dozens were killed in the battle that raged through the moon complex, including her master, his warriors, and Celina. The girl without a name found her friend buried under a pile of debris, her kind eyes staring into the distance. The girl without a name felt rage in that moment, a dark calling she had never experienced before, and she went after the Sith.

She should have died, she knows that now. She, a slave, malnourished and lacking any combat training against a Sith in full power. But the Sith had been wounded during his rampage, and he was not prepared for the sheer power and ferocity of the uncontrolled rage the girl sent against him. His body was torn apart, and the resulting excess of energy tore its way through the moon complex, killing the few individuals who had managed to survive. Shocked at what she had done, but coming to the realization she was now alone, and free, the girl without a name fled from the moon complex.

She took her friends name, Celina, to honor her memory, and set out to claim for herself the life she had always wanted. She would find knowledge and secrets, great wealth's of understanding to empower her mind and body, and she would never bend in servitude to another again.