Kal'enedral Storvandre

[Kal'enedral Storvandre]

Kal'enedral Storvandre​

NAME: Kal'enedral Storvandre
FACTION: The Reborn Imperium
RANK: Chovihani
SPECIES: Ryn
AGE: 24
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 4'8
WEIGHT: 89lbs
EYES: Amber
HAIR: White
SKIN: Caucasian, grey undertones
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes

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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES :

Small - Not even reaching five feet and maybe hitting a hundred pounds if she was in a ballgown, soaking wet and had just eaten a huge meal, no matter how much working out Kal'en does, the majority of the galaxy will still be able to throw her around
Ryn - A few little built in tricks helps, but doesn't negate the fact that most of the galaxy was against her from the moment she was born.
Illiterate - Kal'en cannot read Basic. The majority of the galaxy cannot read and do not supply information in Ryn. It's limiting.
Fallanassi - Kal'en is a White Current practitioner.
Prophet - Kal'en receives glimpses of the future. Of course, it is constantly in flux, and simple seeing it can change it.
Stealth - A race that's learned to keep to itself and stay under the radar paired with a force tradition that does the same, and a tiny frame. Kal'en is good at going unnoticed.
Fast - If you don't fight well, you'd best be able to run.


APPEARANCE:
Kal'en has yellow eyes, often scanning her surroundings when they're not fixed on something only she can see. Her hair is white and coarse, with a tendency to stick up when left on it's on. Hey skin has a grey-ish undertone. Her nose is slightly beak-like, and more intricately shaped than a humans, she also has a long prehensile tail ending in a leonine tuft of white hair.

She favours clothes that are at least semi practical and easy to move in, often picking fabrics for the tactile sensation. She prefers clothes that are white, black, grey, yellow, orange or red.

Short though she is, she is almost never found in heels, preferring a trustworthy and dependable pair of boots in most situations.

BIOGRAPHY:
Kal'en was born on the planet Almenia. Her grandmother had at some point in the past found her way there while dodging slavers and other such things that are a constant threat when one is a Ryn. Alone and pregnant, she found the Fallanassi, and having some slight force sensitivity herself, became one of them. Ryn culture and Fallanassi aligning on many key points, this was no real hardship.

She had a daughter who followed in her footsteps, save for a brief sojourn to find a family, returning with a husband and in time having a daughter of her own. Kal'enedral, though she was born with another name. Their life was as close to idyllic as a Ryn had any right to expect, working to support themselves and the Order, practising and learning. In such familiar patterns did Kal'ens life begin.

Until it was decided the planet was under threat. Until the leader of the Order at the time took an offer to be relocated. Until every last Fallanesi and every scrap of their presence and history was stripped from the planet. That their leader should choose such a course of action was an affront. They were not even under attack. She merely feared it might happen in the future. As if they could not simply remain unseen when any would be invaders came knocking. As if they were defenceless. And somehow they actually believed that every last citizen on the planet endorsed this. Was all right with it.

Kal'ens mother was one of those who was most decidedly not, though she was far from the only one. Almenia had been the home of one who was homeless. It held the bones of her mother and her husband. It held the memories of her life. She did not intend to leave just because the Matron was afraid, like a child crying out at the dark without knowing what was within it.

She refused.

And so she did what the Fallanassi and White Current users were best known for. She hid herself and her daughter. Undoubtedly many others did the same, as their heritage was stripped, their treasures taken, their past erased, while their once trusted leader went off into the stars.

For years the two lived alone, on a planet stripped of all but that which was most important. Memories. History. Kal'ens mother continued her training, telling her stories of the wider world. Then came the Rapture. Kal'ens mother disappeared and she was left alone. Distraught and set on finding her again, Kal'en took her fathers ship, set on finding all that was left of her family.

She never did.

What she found instead was the abandoned world of Eisei, and there among it's crumbling ruins she made her home. It seemed fitting.

Besides, she'd seen this place before.

It was going to be important.

So she waited, and she rechristened herself. Kal'enedral Storvandre. More a title than a name. An oath. Family, history and home had been taken. This was not acceptable. Those in power could not be trusted.


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