His Light Casts No Shadows
OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
- Intent: Create a mentor character that acts as an advisor, as well as a teacher to the Force and its applications according to the Paladins of Adamite Tower.
- Image Credit: Artstation, Artstation
- Role:
- Warrior-priestess and philosopher of the "Threefold Flame" (Will, Mercy, Discipline), and what caused Many Paladins to become Warrior-Judges
- Revered as one of the most spiritually awakened Paladins in the Tower's history; equal parts philosopher, warrior, and mystic, that is attached to Kaleleon
- Permissions: N/A
- Links:
- Haleen Edain Seleare - Kale's Mother
- Erathaol Arons Seleare - Kale's Father
- Úrion "He of the Sun" - Proposed "First Sunfire Sword."
- Age: Mid 30's at time of death.
- Force Sensitivity: Master Paladin of Adamite Tower
- Species: Weikian Human
- Appearance: Typically wearing garb traditional of the Paladins. A much older style of combat armor that was mostly light cloth textiles with small amounts of Armor. Indicative of who she was as a person. More often than not, seeking to resolve conflict through the force, speaking, or other methods. Rarely if ever drawing her Sunfire sword. When not in armor, she wore typical Jedi-Like robes of muted browns and tans.
- Name: Lady Ysanne
- Loyalties:
- Wealth: No need for wealth as a Force Spirit.
- Notable Possessions: Paladin Robes, Paladin Armor, Sunfire Sword, A tome that has since been lost.
- Skills:
- Philosophical & Spiritual Instruction - A revered teacher and philosopher, capable of guiding others through complex moral, spiritual, and emotional crises. Creator of the Ember Creed, a metaphysical framework for channeling the Force through Will, Mercy, and Discipline. Known to lead long meditative retreats, rites of passage, and transformative vision quests.
- Lightsaber Combat Mastery - Specialized in Makashi (Form II): graceful, elegant, duel-oriented; adapted with fluid footwork and dramatic hand motions inspired by flame-dancing rituals. Developed a ceremonial dueling style used for judgment trials in the Tower—more a test of will and philosophy than pure combat.
- Rhetoric & Diplomacy - An orator of incredible presence, capable of resolving disputes with words alone.Often served as arbiter in inter-order conflicts and treaties between Force sects. Her words were said to "burn slowly into the soul."
- Alchemy of Fire (Artisan/Scholar) - Adept at crafting ritual objects: flame-reactive crystals, embersteel blades, and Force-sensitive incense. Assisted in the design of the Ember Chamber, a crucible for trials of spirit.
- Force Ritualism & Lorekeeper - Master of Tower Rites, ancient ceremonial Force-based practices designed for purification, memory-walking, and spiritual renewal. Could walk others into their own pasts, fears, or beliefs using sacred rituals, fire, and Force-guided vision.
- Languages: Basic
- Personality:
- Lady Ysanne of the Threefold Flame was often spoken of in reverent tones, not because she demanded it, but because her presence seemed to draw stillness from even the most restless hearts. She carried herself with a serene authority, the kind that did not shout to be heard but simply existed like a quiet star in the deep void. Inescapable, burning with calm intensity. Many believed her to be one of the spiritual anchors of the Adamite Tower, and some whispered that the fire she spoke of was not just metaphor, but something she had lived through. Pain, transformation, and rebirth, all forged into one woman.
Ysanne believed deeply in the power of pain to shape the soul. To her, the flame was not destruction. It was memory, it was trial, it was the force through which truth was tempered. She did not subscribe to the binary codes of Jedi and Sith, nor did she obey the simplicity of Light and Dark. Her faith lay instead in what she called the "Flame Doctrine," a belief system she authored through example rather than dogma. The Flame, as she described it, was both punishment and promise. Suffering, in her eyes, was never without meaning. It was the fire in which falsehood melted, where pride could be burned away, and from which new resolve could rise, stronger and truer than before. Her aphorism, oft-repeated by students and peers alike, was, "A cold blade shatters. A forged blade endures."
Though mystic in bearing, Lady Ysanne was far from passive. She moved with the purpose of someone who understood time was precious. Her every word was weighted, every silence chosen. When she entered a room, she brought with her the kind of energy that made even fools fall still. Her leadership was quiet, not because she lacked authority, but because her expectation of others was so clear it did not need to be spoken aloud. And yet, beneath all that gravity, she carried an immense compassion—a kindness that never softened her edge, but gave her convictions depth. She was, to many, a maternal figure. Not indulgent. Not nurturing in the way a soft voice might be. But in the way a forge is nurturing to iron.
She could be unflinching, particularly in times of crisis. When others faltered in fear or grief, Ysanne became a still point. Her very presence was like a bastion of clarity. It was said among the Paladins that in moments of moral confusion or deep personal shame, just standing near her gave people pause. This helped them see themselves without distortion. She had that rarest of gifts: to make people confront the truth not with defensiveness, but with dignity. And yet, for all her spiritual strength, she was privately lonely. She bore her burdens in silence and kept her own sorrows well hidden. The same emotional control that made her such an effective counselor and tactician also made her a fortress to those who might have loved her more deeply. Some believed she feared what might happen if she ever let the fire out. That if she cracked, it would not be a flicker, but an inferno.
Ysanne had flaws, though she wore them like sacred scars. She was often too trusting of the wounded. She saw light in people that others had written off as lost. That idealism, noble as it was, had betrayed her more than once. She was also emotionally withdrawn. While she opened others with grace, she rarely let herself be opened in return. To many, she was the Voice of the Flame, the guiding hand in the dark. But no one truly knew the weight she carried. How many souls she had failed, how many flames she could not keep lit. She also had little patience for pride. Particularly among the young or arrogant, she could be scathing in her truths. Not cruel, never cruel, but precise. Her rebukes were like cauterizing flame: painful, but clean. She did not humiliate. She revealed.
Others remembered her in different ways, depending on how close they came to her truth. One former exile once said, "She was the voice in the storm. When I lost myself, I found her watching me, not judging, but waiting." A diplomat who once worked alongside her claimed, "You could lie to her face and she'd still bless you, but you'd never lie to yourself again after that." And one aging Knight simply said, "She called me 'child' when I was fifty years old. And I felt it."
To Lady Ysanne, mercy was more powerful than vengeance, and patience more lasting than war. She rejected the notion of destiny, and warned her students against the seduction of being a "hero." There were no chosen ones, she said only those who chose. In her view, salvation was not a dramatic battle or a grand epiphany. It was a series of decisions, made in darkness, over and over again. She did not want to be worshipped. She wanted to be remembered. Not as a flame to follow, but as a match, used to light another's way.
COMBAT INFORMATION
- Weapon of Choice: Words, The Force, Sunfire Sword
- Combat Function: It would be extremely difficult for her to influence the world on her own. While she can act as a guide or an "Early Warning System." in the form of a "Guardian Angel" figure, She is inconsistent with her ability to do so as a Force Spirit and thus cannot be relied upon every moment possible.
- Force Abilities (Force Users Only): None that she can use to directly influence the force or the world around Kale. She is unable to use the force as a Spirit.
- Voice of Flame and Wisdom - Though she no longer possesses a physical body, Ysanne's presence as a Force Spirit allows her to share ancient teachings, rare Force knowledge, and philosophical insight drawn from her decades of training in the Adamite Tower. Her guidance often helps Kale interpret difficult visions, resist manipulation, or think beyond the binary of Light and Dark.
- Emotional Anchor in Isolation - Kale is a man haunted by loss, doubt, and survivor's guilt. Ysanne's spirit, subtle and ever-present, acts as an emotional stabilizer. In moments when Kale is overwhelmed, she can project calm, clarity, or even subtle encouragement through the Force. In this way, she preserves him from emotional collapse.
- Ethereal Surveillance - As a spirit, Ysanne is not limited by the physical plane. She can observe events happening around Kale without being seen, granting him early warnings or intuitive "gut feelings" about unseen dangers. This subtle sixth sense sometimes manifests as premonition or instinctual awareness, though it is limited to Kale's own perception.
- Flame of Resolve - In moments of spiritual crisis or near-death experiences, Ysanne can manifest briefly in kaleidoscopic flame-like apparitions, not to act directly, but to ignite his will. Her presence might repel fear-inducing Force effects, inspire inner strength to resist domination, or prevent a fall to the Dark by acting as a symbolic reminder of who he is.
- Keeper of Forgotten Teachings - Ysanne retains obscure techniques of the Adamite Tower and older, syncretic Force traditions. While she cannot teach combat directly, she can impart lost philosophical frameworks and mental Force practices. Techniques for resisting corruption, deepening meditation, or interpreting Force visions that Kale otherwise would not know.
- Bound to One Soul - Ysanne is tethered solely to Kaleleon. She cannot interact with or be perceived by others unless they are extremely sensitive to the spiritual plane, or Kale chooses to share her presence. This makes her influence deeply personal but also isolating, as others might interpret Kale's conversations with her as signs of instability.
- Passive Influence Only - Ysanne cannot physically manifest, manipulate matter, or use traditional Force powers. She cannot lift objects, strike foes, or shield others. Her influence is purely mental, emotional, and spiritual. In moments of great danger, all she can do is inspire, never intervene.
- Emotional Feedback Loop - Being tied to Kale means she experiences his traumas, self-doubt, and rage indirectly. When Kale spirals into despair or lashes out, it destabilizes her own clarity. Her guidance becomes obscured, distorted, or even silent. This feedback loop can leave Kale vulnerable when he needs her most.
- Limited Temporal Presence - Her voice is not constant. Kale does not always hear her, and she does not always appear on command. She fades in and out like a distant memory or echo. In times of intense distraction or Force suppression (such as ysalamiri zones), her presence becomes completely dormant.
- Unfinished Legacy - Ysanne has a strong sense of purpose, but also a lingering regret that her mission remains incomplete. This can cause conflict with Kale, especially if he resists the idea of "destiny" or the expectations placed upon him. Her hope for what he might become can strain their relationship, especially when he feels unworthy of it.
Lady Ysanne of the Threefold Flame is bound to Kaleleon Seleare not by accident or consequence—but by choice, sacrifice, and prophecy unfulfilled.
In her final years, Ysanne foresaw a breaking point in the weave of the Force—an era where the old creeds would falter and the champions of either Light or Dark would no longer suffice to mend the galaxy's wounds. Her visions did not show her the names of saviors or destroyers, only shapes, shadows, and the silhouette of a figure standing in both fire and ash. A man who bore the instincts of a protector, the grief of a survivor, and the defiance to resist both sainthood and damnation. She saw him again and again in her meditations: a young man with calloused hands, the scent of Weik's farmland lingering on him, and the quiet sorrow of someone who wanted to help the galaxy—but did not believe he should.
When Kale first came to the Adamite Tower, Ysanne recognized the scarred energy in him as something familiar. He was not a shining beacon of the Light; nor was he a tool of the Dark. He was a soul in tension—stretched between Weik's earthbound traditions and the Jedi's unyielding discipline. She took a particular interest in him, not because he excelled, but because he struggled. Because he asked questions others were too afraid to. Because he doubted. And because doubt, to Ysanne, was not weakness—it was potential. Even as a Spirit that could not communicate to him directly, she found herself drawn to him. There was only so much she could even attempt to do. So she chose to guide him.
When her body died, her spirit did not depart into the endless current of the Force. She chose, with the last breath of her mortal form, to anchor herself. Not to the Tower. Not to a battlefield. But to him.
To Kaleleon.
She understood that her teachings alone would not be enough. That the galaxy Kale would inherit would break him, unless someone stood beside him in the spaces where no allies could reach. Not as a guide barking orders from beyond—but as a mirror. A voice in the dark that reminded him of who he is, and who he could be.
She became what the Flame always represented: trial, memory, and transformation.
Bound to him in spirit, Ysanne appears not as a ghostly apparition but as a presence in the Force. At times she is a whisper behind his thoughts. At others, a dream half-remembered. Sometimes her voice soothes. Sometimes it scorches. She offers no commands, only questions. No prophecies, only choices. And unknowingly to Kale, that voice he thinks is his conscience, his ghost, or a Force echo—is in fact her. Still watching. Still waiting. Still hoping he will become the blade that endures.
And should he ever realize who she is… he may finally understand that he was never alone in the fire.