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Ka'ta'lek Blen

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NAME: Ka'ta'lek Blen (pictured on the right)

FACTION: Sith Empire

RANK: Sith, Assassin

SPECIES: Twi'lek

AGE: 25

SEX: Female

HEIGHT: 5'4

WEIGHT: Medium

EYES: Naturally green. Orange and red with corruption.

SKIN: Violet with darker purple tattooed spots down her lekku.

FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes

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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES

[+] Sabercraft: Ka'ta'lek is more than efficient at wielding one or two lightsabers at a time and is a skilled combatant with both.
[+] Hand-to-Hand Combat: Ka'ta'lek is adept at taking down enemies with her bare fists.
[+] Athlete: Fit, flexible and fast. Ka'ta'lek was raised as a dancer and trained as an assassin from a young age. She enjoys showing off and kicking ass, usually in tandem.

[+/-] Predator: Whether it is combat or camaraderie Ka'ta'lek knows the best way to catch her prey is by being tenacious. She will stalk her quarry, learn their weaknesses and use them to her advantage.

[-] Broken: Ka'ta'lek has little to no memory of past events and, as such, has limited social skills. She talks only when spoken to and is a prime example of perfect obedience.
[-] Shell of a Person: Although Ka'ta'lek could be said to be "immune" to Fear or Terror techniques, it is more accurate to say that either one could be her death. Should either be used against her, she will stop whatever she is doing, sit crossed legged and stare into oblivion.
[-] Two Halves: Ka'ta'lek is a broken woman who was once an exuberant, happy, outgoing and excitable young Twi'lek. This side of her can still appear at random intervals and usually not of her volition. Sparks of that younger woman still reside, buried deeply, within her...but usually she is only seen smiling when in the fray of battle.


APPEARANCE:

A bewitching Twi’lek woman who is of, relatively, average height but appears to be slightly emaciated. Tightly corded muscle is accentuated beneath her amethyst skin and waifish form. Her lekku taper delicately past her shoulders, their tips hanging to the small of her back. The once pristine headtails are marred with many scars that have cut through the tattooed spots which decorate the appendages. Her face bears graceful features, almost like that of a much younger female, complemented by damson ink that trails into the contours of her face. From beneath her elegantly-tattooed eyebrows, two striking, almond-shaped, beryl eyes seem to stare through most people with a unique gaze: fiery orange and red, bloodshot, and absent anything that could be considered a spark of life.

Ka'ta'lek was tattooed with the spots of a favored slave down her lekku. She also bears the complete Inquisitorius Tattoo of the Dark Jedi Brotherhood down the front of her torso, the top of the emblem resting between her collarbones and the script extending past her navel, ending just above her pubic bone. However, the words read: "Obstinance, Resistance and Defiance" in mockery of the typical prostrating phrases.

BIOGRAPHY:

Ka'ta'lek was born on Ryloth into a slaving colony and was removed from her parents at a very young age. She was inducted by a Hutt and trained as a servant for the majority of her life. However, unlike most of her species, Ka'ta'lek was treated like a princess and spoiled with anything she could ever want; except her freedom. At the young age of 16, she killed her first person.

Less than a year later, Ka'ta'lek was stolen from her home by a man from the Dark Jedi Brotherhood. He brutally enslaved her in a way she had never known and taught her to be a weapon for his Clan. After many years of servitude, she was broken and remade into the nearly mindless killing machine she is now. It was the death of her only real friend (pictured above, left) that drove her out of the Clan she had been trained to love.


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Adept Powers:
* Force Cloak
* Amplification
* Precognition

Possessions:
* Violet Shoto Lightsaber with curved darksteel hilt
* Violet Lightsaber with straight darksteel hilt

Martial Arts:
* Shadow Step (Ninjutsu)

Lightsaber Forms:
*Shien
*Sokan

Traits:
* I'm Crazy, Not Stupid: Ka'ta'lek was renown in her home for being impulsive, obnoxious, hyperactive, talkative, and prone to using slurs and colloquialisms. Many people took her casual and off-handed mannerisms as someone who lacked in intelligence. This was precisely what she wanted. She was overlooked, underestimated and, often, callously ignored. Their treatment was a great boon to her for many years, but after she proved her worth, the facade was destroyed, and responsibilities she never wanted were thrust upon her shoulders without any training in handling them. So, Ka'ta'lek did what she was best at doing. She fought the system, lost, and ran.

* Family is Just Another Word for Weakness: Ka'ta'lek has lost many friends. She fought in two wars, slaughtered many enemies of her Clan, was captured multiple times and has seen all she's ever known and loved die. More than once. And yet, there is a softness in the Twi'lek that refuses to be extinguished. She knows how to have fun and is drawn to those who know how to smile and laugh, even when she seems to forget. But getting close to her is still a challenge. She does not wish to fall in love, to make friends, or count on others ever again. However, passion burns brightly in her Sith soul, and she was never one to gain full control of her emotions or her impulses.

* Trained to Kark You Up: Dancer, assassin, seducer, weapon. All of these things have, at some time, defined the very essence of who Ka'ta'lek was. She refuses to be labeled as anything but Sith anymore, using whatever means necessary to achieve a goal or accomplish a task. None of these are who she is, but they are all part of who she will eventually become.

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KILLS:

The joy of being an assassin from a young age is that you eventually lose count.

BOUNTIES COLLECTED: Zero. So far.
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