TEMPLAR OF DEATH
Elysium Dusk
NAME: Elysium Tui Dusk
ALIASES: Angel of Mercy | Templar of Death | The Butterfly
MAJOR FACTION: Ashlan Crusade
MINOR FACTION: NA
HOMEWORLD: Kathol
RANK: Baroness | Knight
OCCUPATION: Templar | Baroness | Death Dealer
SPECIES: Kathol
AGE: Unknown
SEX: Female
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
HEIGHT: 5'5" (1.65m)
WEIGHT: 125 lbs (56 kg)
EYES: Jade
HAIR: Red
SKIN: Pale
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Double jointed|Flexible - She is a very bendy person with exceptional reflexes and agility.
Martial arts Expert - Her unarmed combat skill is exceptional and very adaptive.
Panmnesia - Her memory is long and she rarely forgets even the finest detail
Pride - The sin of Pride is her downfall she is overly proud and thinks she is chosen making her arrogant.
Death - Her life revolves around death it is a dark profession and if she not careful it can consume her and take her down dark paths.
Intolerant - Her beliefs are strict and rigid there is little room for tolerance of things outside her belief system.
PERSONALITY:
This one is a death dealer, it is her duty bring both justice and mercy on souls in the name of Ta-Ree. She is not with out sympathy or remorse but when judgement is rendered it is final. Nothing can revoke Deaths commands, it guides her sword.
Such a beautiful Butterfly they say to bad, her wings guide her into deaths embrace. She doesn’t see a point in torturing a soul or making there suffering great. Death in her hands is swift it does not linger. She Loyal to the call of Ta-Ree above even her own family when it calls, and it will call to her as death is inevitable and comes for all.
She is Death knight, A holy Templar of Ta-Ree. For every life she takes it’s name becomes a mark on her body so that person shall always be remembered in the flesh. No death Is ever forgotten in her eyes all the souls she reaps are in her memory and legacy.
Though Death is her calling it does not rule her life, she values life just as much. She loves flowers and watching plants flourish and grow. There is a Balance met in her heart, death will come for her one day but she should not forsake life because of it.
LIKES:
Butterflies | Birds | Color Black | Knives | Swords | Black Diamonds | Crystals | Silver | Jewelry | Martial Arts | The Fall | Cool Breezes | Artifacts | Tombs | Mausoleums | Old Tech | Botany | Gardening | Malreaux Rose | Daffodils | Color Red | Historical Novels | The Nether | Classical Music | Tattoos | Red Wine | Horses | Fire Dancing
DISLIKES:
Torture | Holovids | HoloTV | Child Abuse | Slavery | Blasters | Speeders | Disrespect | Disloyalty | Nihilism | Killers for Higher | Mercenaries
PERSONALITY STRENGTHS:
Articulate | Confident | Cultured | Decisive | Disciplined | Empathetic | Focused | Idealistic | Intuitive | Knowledgeable | Loyal | Mature | Methodical | Maticulous | Observant | Patient | Perceptive | Persuasive | Protective | Sympathetic
PERSONALITY WEAKNESSES:
Calculating | Condemnatory | Critical | Devious | Dogmatic | Fanatical | Greedy | Mawkish | Obsessive | Opinionated | Opportunistic | Possessive | Power Hungry | Predatory | Regimental | Ritualistic | Secretive | Unrelenting
APPEARANCE:
She wears dark clothing that covers her legs and arms. She also wears gloves nearly all the time. Her hair is fiery red and drops down just below her shoulders. She permanently scars herself for every life she takes with a small cut somewhere on her body.
BIOGRAPHY:
Her eyes watched as fathers, mothers, sons, and daughters were slaughtered. She was but nine years old as the horrors flooded into her mind. Yet she was not horrified she saw a beauty in it, a poetry to the death. She watched as an old mans hand reached out to her not for help but screaming at her to run. Run child he screamed over and over as she saw a manifestation of Death itself come cut the man down.
She stood there fearless and defiant before The manifestation of death who sat upon a pale horse, the horse reared up on it's hind legs and had her brother not pulled her away in that moment she would have been trampled to death. She had a momentary glimpse of that death, her life short at that time flashing before he marveled eyes. So, began her love affair with death.
It started with the roll of an angel of mercy, killing the sick and dying putting them out of there misery. A pain killer she thought of her self as only a teenager when it started. Her hands stained with blood but her heart still pure in intent. She had empathy for those she killed old, weak vulnerable souls that had nothing left to give and just wanted their heavens.
Yet Death wasn't just about mercy it also held dominion over vengeance, revenge, and even greed. All became part of her creed as she marched at her brother Savitar's side to control the world of Kathol and later to turn vengeance on the Hutts. Yet out of this her only loyalties to her code and Ta-Ree as she beleive the manifestation of death she saw came from Ta-Ree. She dedicated her whole life to Ta-Ree's call beleiving she was it's hand of Mercy.
Ta-Ree called her into the wider galaxy eventually and to the foot steps of Ashla as Ashla and Ta-ree are one part of the force.