Kzaevas Vi'ze

[Kzaevas Vi'ze]

"Feel the rising tide - the maw that comes for us all."​

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Name: Unknown​

Alias: "Kzaevas"​

Faction: N/A​

Living Situation: Drifter​

Languages Spoken: Sith / High Sith; Galactic Basic​

Physical Traits:​

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Species: Sithspawn​

Hair: Brown / White​

Eyes: Crimson-ish Gold Pupils​

Skin: Fair ​

Sex: Female​

Age: Unknown​

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Alignment: Chaotic Evil / Dark Side​

Force Sensitive: Yes; Knight​

[+] Sithspawn: Destructive to the core, but masked by the grace of a purely human form, Kzaevas is utterly relentless. She will go great lengths to manipulate, extort, and even murder to make her point known or to gain any kind of leverage.

[+] Fiend: Something of another world dwells within Kzaevas, a formidable presence that feeds on fear - the Force itself from those that agonize due to the dark side's ill effects. Raw corruption slithers through her veins like molten tar, whispering softly the seeds of darker desires.

[-] Ravaged: Due to the raw power festering within, Kzaevas frequently experiences minor internal bleeding with the addition of bloody projectile vomit which seems to possess traces of DNA that do not belong to her; however, this setback is not critical. Yet.

[-] Foreign Field: Unaware of where she's come from, or whom her family was, Kzaevas simply believes in the fabricated memories she holds, albeit with great confusion and often even greater inconsistency. She does not take kindly to new faces, nor will she be bothered to interact with society as a whole. With each passing night, something vile and twisted haunts her dreams. Taunting her, twisting her mind to better suit someone, or something else entirely.

Skills: ​

Average [I] - Above Average [II] - Proficient [III] - Specialist [IIII]

• Force Rage: [II]
• Telekinesis: [III]
• Force Lightning: [I]
• Consume Essence: [II]

 

[Kzaevas Vi'ze]

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[Kzaevas Vi'ze]

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Dusk Robes: Tattered and frayed and hardly effective as protection against elements, Kzaevas wears these as more of a personal choice. Underneath is a pitch black body glove that causes the attire to blend into a ghastly, living shadow.​

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Dusk Mask: A combination of a cloth and hat that are equally as tattered as her robes. They serve as minimal protection from weather and debris, nothing more - nothing less.​