EMIERY GRAYSON
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| Full Name | Emiery Liane Grayson (née Athelon) |
| Aliases | Emie Em |
| Class(es) | Noble Ashlan Knight |
| "Birthplace" | Kamino |
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| Residence | Ession Ruusan |
| Age | Early Fifties |
| Personality Traits | Diligent Perceptive Stoic |
| Education Traits | Tapani Noble Education Jedi Training Nether Experience |
| Lifestyle Traits | Widow Ruler Smiter of Darkness |
| Rank(s) | Ashlan Kaiserin Force Master |
| Faction(s) | Ashlan Crusade The Order of Ashlan Knights |
| Species | Nether-Touched Human |
| Languages | Tapani - Pelagon Dialect Tapani Standard Galactic Basic High Galactic Essonian |
| Gender | Female |
| Force Sensitive | Yes |
| Force Alignment | Ashla |
| Character Alignment | Lawful Neutral |
| Height | 5'7" |
| Weight | 135 lbs |
| Hair | Black |
| Eyes | Blue |
| Playby | Witcher 3 Syanna Art/Cosplay |
| Template Credit |
Dagon Kaze
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photo by KIRA photoarts | model by Dark Incognito cosplay
Ashlan Kaiserin Emiery Liane Grayson (née Athelon) is a former Tapani noble and Pelagonian expat by way of the Nether of the Force, a Master of the Force, and the widow of the late Ashlan Kaiser Cedric Grayson.
Emiery Athelon was the daughter of the High Lord of House Pelagia, in centuries long past. Her story lead her away from her home and her house, and back. Eventually, this lead to her death (see here). The High Lord, loving his daughter so, had a clone made in her exact likeness, that he might lead her on the right path and avoid all that the original had done to bring disgrace to their house, and that she might live a long, full, and happy life.
This wasn't what happened. It seemed meant to be that Emiery Athelon would die, no matter what he did. The clone of his original daughter died at the age of twenty-five, a bystander in an assassination attempt on his own life. The lord grieved once again, but could not surmount it this time, unravelling into madness and taking his own life, and leaving his only remaining child, his son Emiraj, to take his place.
Little did that noble lord know that his daughter would, in a way, get a third chance when the Nether opened up at many points across the galaxy, over eight-hundred years in the future. Emiery Athelon stumbled through one of those portals in 844 ABY, and found herself on Voss... or was perhaps pulled, beckoned forth out of the Nether, as she would later become convinced was the case.
Shortly thereafter, with recovery and acclimatisation to the new circumstances she found herself in, Emiery was taken in by Coci Heavenshield as her padawan learner, and the young woman took to this life in earnest. That is until, in the dark of one night, she was awakened by a potent nightmare and awoke to the sound of a faint voice, beckoning her out of bed to dig through her belongings, to find all that had been on her when she arrived in this future; once her hand wrapped around the old ring of her house, the voice seemed to stop... at least for a moment, before ringing with utter clarity in her mind.
It was her, herself, and yet... not.
The ring, as it turned out, housed the essence of the original, the daughter she'd been made to replace. As much as Emie tried to separate herself from this, the cause of the first Emiery's death, and ultimately Emie's first death, was still alive and well. And as long as Stalis'ur'talin - the being who called himself Ferian Adair - still lived, as long as any Sith walked this plane, warping reality and oppressing all beneath their feet, no-one could be safe.
So she left Voss, to learn, to begin to prepare. After a measure of years that took Emie surreptitiously to Pelagon, through Mecetti territory, and to various other locales throughout the galaxy while learning everything that the original could impart, and an acceptance of the part the Nether played in her power as she continued to explore it further, Emie returned to the Silver Jedi, no longer the confused girl that stepped out of a fissure. Alas, this time away (and the increasing integration of her other self with her own psyche) had shifted her principles too greatly to stand much longer with what was, in her mind as of then, too peaceable a group.
After a brief time at Silver Rest, and the increasing feeling that this gathering did not suit her particular convictions, leaving turned her path to the Grayson Imperium, and amongst the company of those most aligned with the foundation of who she used to be... in a past life, so to speak; she had found where she was meant to be, but even this did not last, as the Imperium was eventually torn to pieces with the - to her knowledge - disappearance of the Lord Imperator, whom she had found a commonality, an alignment with, that won her loyalty far more strongly than any order of this life or the last... and a clear purpose. Even if she was not convinced of the Ashlan Faith, she still had been one of his inner circle, and had a particular understanding of the intentions of the Imperium, as one who also had a foot in each of the realms of Jedi and nobility, much like Grayson, himself.
Time wound on, governments shifted, but integration with other governments, try as she might, did not take, and for a time she was left to her own devices and motives. Soon enough, though, the once-Imperator resurfaced and news of the simmering beginnings of a crusade of the Light, that held the markings of his distinct influence, came into her view. With eyes towards Ruusan, she considered her next steps, but there was no question that she would once again follow, walk alongside, march back into the depths of hell with the Essonian Lord, if that was what it would take to achieve their aims. The intervening time had not shaken her stance, or lessened her loyalty.
And their work, after all, was far from finished. Travelling to Ruusan, she reconnected with the once-Imperator, reaffirmed her support and commitment, and expressed a desire to make her home within the nascent Ashlan Crusade, wherever its fortunes might lead. The years that followed saw the Essonian people returned to their home, the growth of the Ashlan realm, and the slow settling in of a love for the man, the Ashlan Kaiser, whom she had long advised and served.... but duty prevailed, preventing them her from acknowledging and acting on her feelings until the news of his ailing health forced her hand - she would either have to unburden her heart to him, or live with regret for whatever remaining years the Ashla saw fit to give her. So she went to him.
What followed after this unburdening was the reciprocation of her feelings, and, having acknowledged the long years in each other's orbit, they were bound in matrimony in short order, in the weeks that followed - a span of time that saw her endowed with the right of a ruler, to be their people's Kaiserin, in the event of his death. And so, for a few months, Emiery made good on her word to show him peace, happiness, and love for all the days they had left, until the day came to pass that he had departed the plane of the living, finally succumbing to his illness.
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*Nether-Linked Abilities - typically a strain to use.
SEVER FORCE 
MAKASHI 
JUYO / VAAPAD 
FORCE WEAPON 
FORCE LIGHT 
FORCE CLOAK* 
TELEPORT*
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THE WINDS OF CHANGE
After decades of service with the Essonian Lord-turned-Kaiser, Cedric Grayson, his ailing health forced Emiery to come to terms with her own long-denied feelings for him... an admission which he returned in kind. The weeks following this unburdening of her heart, after so many years of denying themselves, encompassed the binding of them together in matrimony and the endowment of her as Kaiserin in the event of Cedric's passing. The few months that came after were spent making good on her word to show him happiness, peace, and her love for all the days that remained to him. Now in the days following his death, the widowed Kaiserin seeks to lay her companion of three decades, and husband, to his final rest, as the realm fractures under the Ashlan Cardinal Pietro Demici's reach for power.
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ASHLAN CRUSADE
NameDescription
Cedric Grayson
Late Husband - Ashlan Kaiser 
Heinrich Faust
Dear Friend - Grand Marshal of the Ashlan Crusade Placeholder Placeholder Placeholder Placeholder
BY BLOOD
NameDescriptionThelar Athelon Father - Deceased Ponderosa Athelon Mother - née Ardemark - Deceased Emiraj Athelon Older Brother - Deceased Saidra Athelon Sister-in-Law - née Zirenne - Deceased Aurelia Viren Niece - née Athelon - Deceased Tarion Viren Nephew-in-law - Deceased Chiara Sato-Viren Grandniece Merrick Sato Grandnephew-in-law Emiraj Sato-Viren Great-Grandnephew Mejalie Viren Great-Grandniece
OTHER
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