Character
PROFILE
NAME: Khamesi Aivar
FACTION: The Sith Empire
RANK: Sith Warrior (Sith Knight)
SPECIES: Cathar
AGE: Adult (25)
SEX: Female
SEXUALITY: Bisexual with strong preference for women.
THEME: The Clockwork Dolls - Impartial
HEIGHT: 220cm (7'2")
WEIGHT: 275 (125kg)
EYES: Grey
HAIR: Chestnut
FUR: Tan/Light Brown
FORCE SENSITIVITY: Yes
FORCE ALIGNMENT: Dark
PERSONALITY: Calmer than most would think, and strongly introspective. Khamesi is often content to observe and remain quiet if others are doing the talking and planning, but won't hesitate to voice her opinion, especially to point out what she things is foolishness from others. Has a strong sense of when to take action vs when to use words, though strongly prefers taking action. While she is bloodthirsty, and enjoys the thrill of combat and slaughter, a well timed surrender will halt her attack. Holds deep grudges, and will payback betrayals two times over, but her word is her bond. If she swore to serve a master till she is released from her oath, she will serve them even if she does not agree with her own orders. Once she is your friend and ally, she is one you can count on for life, but should you break those bonds of friendship, you will find her hate and anger leveled against you. Oddly given her tastes, she is quite gentle with small animals, though not much of an animal fan in general. Has a pet Carrier Butterfly with Green Wings that is often close at hand if she is not expecting a fight.
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STRENGTHS
Summary
Master (Lord/Master) - Teräs Käsi, Stava, Hijkata, Echani (Martial Art).
Expert (High Knight) - Juyo, Vapaad, Jar'kai, Pyrokinesis, Cryokinesis, Shatterpoint, Force Enhanced Strength, Force Enhanced Speed, Force Jump, Convection, Dark Rage.
Journyman (Low Knight) -
Common Lighstaber Forms, Blasters, Explosives
Adept (Apprentice) - Piloting, Tactics, Common Force Powers (Telekinesis, Sense Emotions, Meditation, ETC), Force Cure, Strategy, Leadership, Dancing, Cooking, Singing, Energy Resistance, Negate Energy
Novice (Acolyte) - Mechanics, Computers, Force Lightning, Force Storm, Force Scream, Sith Alchemy (Basics only), Force Slow, Ionize, Sith Magic (Basics Only)
A close combat master with extensive training with many forms of weaponry. She can be said to be competent with most common melee weapons, ranging from a simple staff to vibro-weapons and her lightsabers. Is a master of hand-to-hand combat, and quite skilled with her Dualsaber, these mark her favored weapons. Beyond this, she is knowledgeable of ranged weapons, and tends to carry at least a heavy blaster pistol and multiple grenades with her.
An adept though by no means extraordinary pilot, with only basic knowledge needed to maintain her equipment, she often must rely on others if her equipment or fighter needs repairs.
Despite all appearances, Khamesi is actually quite level headed, with strong control over her emotions and strong introspective habits. She is also well studied on military tactics and matters, marking her as a good commander and is known to seize control of panicking or disorganized units to rally and advance them.
While she has a broad Sith-education in the matters of the force, her specialties are the manipulation of ice, and fire, as well as telekinetic applications, boosting her physical abilities, and her deepest masteries lie in the Shatterpoint and Strength-enchancing techniques. Unusually, she is also adept enough in energy manipulation and redirection that she can often safely parry lightsaber blades with her hands, though prolonged contact will still break through this technique. She is considered more dangerous without her lightsaber than with it by those that knew her in the past, because despite being a skilled warrior, her ability to apply shatter point and enhanced strength to her martial arts surpasses her abilities with the Lightsaber.
WEAKNESSES - To Be Fancied Later
Reckless in combat (Not with her troops but with her own life) due to her berserker style of fighting.
Headstrong, once she has decided something is is extremely difficult to change her mind.
Curiosity, though both a strength and a weakness in her case it's easy to draw her attention from where it needs to be with honied words or playing on her own desires.
Prideful, it is often easy to force her into a duel by insulting her pride.
Honor, she has a sense of honor, and does not break her word, finds torture distasteful in the majority of circumstances. If you have broken your word with her before (False surrender, broken oath, ETC) she does not deign to apply her code to you, though she may still accept your surrender, expect it to be much more painful and rough than if she thinks your word is trustworthy. Is aware most Sith find this strange, and will not keep their word.
Holds Grudges. Much of her path in life has been due to one grudge or another, and once you earn a grudge from her, she will not rest till she has paid it back, usually with twice what she thinks you took. Will prioritize fulfilling her grudges over her sense of honor.
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BACKGROUND
Born to a small, remote mining colony in the outer rim, one would never have guessed the kind, gentle girl would one day become a Sith Knight. Raised in a relatively calm environment, anyone left that knew Khamesi as a child would tell you she was once the kindest, most gentle person on the station. She was always willing to lend a hand to another child when they needed it, even her bullies and rivals. Was rarely if ever angry, and no one could recall a time she'd even raised her voice in anger. This was her story for much of her childhood, attentive in school, everyone expected her to do well in life but feared that someone would take advantage of her kind nature.
Her teenage years were much the same, but as they wore on, she grew closer and closer with a Twi'lek named Serwinaka (Serwi Naka, Serwi from here out). The two rapidly became inseparable. The calm, kind Khamesi and the much brasher, but no less kind Serwi were fast friends, and later girlfriends. Despite her large size, Khamesi was never much more than a twig, and while she became a waitress instead of becoming a miner or administrator like her own parents, Serwi joined the stations militia. Things continued much like this until both were adults. Serwi rose the ranks quickly, becoming the leader of a militia squad, while Khamesi took over ownership of the diner when it's elderly owner passed. Not long after, the two were engaged, and things seemed stable and happy.
This did not last. A small, remote mining colony that was largely untouched by the conflicts of the wider galaxy, with few defenses. It was a juicy target for pirates, and one day, a sizeable pirate fleet attacked. The fight was over in less than twenty-four hours, most of the people in the station lay dead, or enslaved. Both Khamesi and Serwi survived, and were taken in chains. Gentle, kind Khamesi, beaten for the entertainment of the Hutt that commanded the fleet, Serwi got involved. Khamesi watched through fearful eyes as her Serwi, her precious Serwi, was executed before her very eyes, her body ejected into space along with the thousands of others that had died when the colony was attacked.
Time seemed to slow to a crawl, something coursed through Khamesi she had never felt before. Rage, not just anger, but rage, hatred, fear, and the deep pain of loss. She screamed, power flowed through her and the cell tore itself apart around her. She didn't care, she couldn't see, she could barely hear, she just kept screaming. She didn't know how long, but eventually she stopped when she started coughing up blood from tearing apart her throat. The ship around her twisted and torn, most of it's crew dead, and the rest of the fleet fleeing as a strange ship appeared in the system. A Sith ship. Khamesi's next memory was waking up as her master ensured her wounds were healed. The Hutt had of course survived, and the Sith fed Khamesi the promise of revenge if only she had the power. It did not take long for kind, gentle Khamesi to embrace the dark side, and begin her training in earnest.
Now years later, one would never guess she had once been the kindest, and gentlest of souls, a paragon that should have become a Jedi if only they had found her. Instead a Cathar steeped in the darkside, who holds onto a burning nugget of anger at her core at all times, had risen to became a dangerous and talented Sith Knight, one that with the passing of her master, finds herself alone once more. She turns her ire and anger, her desire to make the world pay for taking away everything she once held dear, against the enemies of the Sith, and who knows, maybe someday she will even feel as though the Galaxy has paid the price for what it took from her.
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