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Character Kellan Dashiell


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Kellan Dashiell

Mother Lady Falentra Lady Falentra
Father Balun Dashiell Balun Dashiell
AgeTo be added.
SpeciesGenetically-Modified (Human/Sithspawn).
GenderMale.
Height5'2.
Weight45 Kg's.
Force SensitivePositive.


PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Kellan Dashiell's deep blue skin shimmers with bioluminescent patterns that ripple like living constellations, casting an ethereal glow with his every movement. His piercing blue eyes burn with intensity, cutting through darkness with an enigmatic power. Sleek yet subtly textured features, shaped by unseen tides, enhance his otherworldly presence.

Small, curved tendrils crown his forehead, shifting with his surroundings, while his elongated, pointed ears suggest keen perception and a deep connection to the sea. Though undeniably aquatic in nature, he moves effortlessly on land, at home in both cityscapes and starships. Given his family's stature, he favors simple yet refined civilian attire—practical, understated, and always of impeccable quality.

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PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS

Despite being raised by his father, Balun Dashiell Balun Dashiell — a kind and compassionate man — Kellan's unusual appearance made his childhood challenging. Neither fully human nor fitting into any known species, he often found himself the target of teasing and isolation. The whispers, the stares, the sense of otherness carved deep into his self-perception, leaving him yearning for a sense of belonging.

In his quest to do good, Kellan unconsciously ties his self-worth to the approval of others. He goes out of his way to be helpful and polite, not just out of genuine kindness, but also for the quiet validation it brings—the reassurance that he is accepted, that he matters. Yet, beneath his outward warmth lies an internal struggle. He is quick to notice his own flaws, dwelling on missteps long after others have forgotten them. Praise unsettles him; compliments slide off his mind like water, unabsorbed. When he fails, he remembers. When he succeeds, he dismisses it as luck. No matter how much he accomplishes, he remains his own harshest critic, forever searching for the acceptance he struggles to grant himself.

STRENGTHS

  • Amphibian: Kellan's aquatic physiology allows him to breathe effortlessly beneath the water's surface, his lungs adapting seamlessly to air and liquid environments. With powerful strokes and fluid movements, he glides through the depths with natural grace, his body built for speed and agility in embracing the currents. The water is as much his domain as the land, a second home where he moves with effortless precision, unburdened by gravity as if he were born of the tides themselves.
  • Unwavering in his devotion: Stands firmly beside those he trusts, placing their needs above his own without hesitation, even when it costs him.
  • Attuned to unspoken feelings: Reads the subtle shifts in tone, posture, or expression, offering comfort or quiet support before others even realize they need it.
  • Resilient under duty's weight: When entrusted with a task, he meets it with focused resolve, refusing to falter until it's carried through to the end.
WEAKNESSES
  • Traumatised: The horrors of Kellan's earliest days denied him the warmth and security that every child deserves. Instead of a gentle introduction to life, he was met with cold confinement and cruel experimentation, leaving both visible scars and unseen wounds buried deep within. Though he has grown in the safety of his father's care, the echoes of those first, harrowing moments remain, casting long shadows over the boy he is becoming.
  • Dismisses his victories: When accomplishments come, he credits them to chance or circumstance rather than skill, quietly convincing himself they're undeserved.
  • Holds back his voice: Opportunities to speak up or take the lead are often met with hesitation, the fear of rejection coiling around his words before they leave his lips.
  • Watches from the edges: Observes those who move effortlessly through social circles with a silent longing, wishing he could share in that easy belonging.
HISTORY

Born of two vastly different lineages, Kellan Dashiell is the hybrid son of Balun Dashiell Balun Dashiell , a human, and Lady Falentra Lady Falentra , a genetically engineered Sithspawn. Unlike his mother, who was shaped by dark science, Kellan was conceived naturally—yet his earliest moments were anything but ordinary. Stolen alongside his twin sibling, Koraqiin, he was taken from his mother's grasp and thrust into the hands of a Sith Order member obsessed with unraveling and "perfecting" their unique physiology.

His first weeks of life were spent in captivity, shrouded in isolation and fear, deprived of the natural bonds most infants form with their parents. The cold sterility of a laboratory replaced the warmth of a mother's embrace, leaving an imprint that would shape him long after his rescue. It was only when Lady Falentra reclaimed her stolen children, delivering them into the care of their grandfather, Judah Dashiell Judah Dashiell , that Kellan was finally granted the life he was meant to have—a life of safety, love, and nurturing, raised under the steadfast guidance of his father.

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In the Archive's hush, it is written:
"When night gnaws the rim of the stars,
a maw of shadow will drink the dawn
and wear its chains of radiance.
Called by the Living Light, the beast will kneel,
devouring fear and spitting out truth,
its roar a hymn through Kyber halls

and where it treads, the darkness meets the light,
balance made flesh and stride.
".

 
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