Myra
Character
Myra Thaeleon
| Apparent Age | 26 |
| True Age | 77 |
| Species | Lowblood Sangnir |
| Gender | Female |
| Height | 1.8 meters |
| Weight | 62.3 kg |
| Force Sensitive | No |
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Myra appears the pinnacle of corporate brutalism; dressed in angular black suits embelished with hints of gold such as the buttons, cuffs, and chain leading into a suit pocket. Gold adorns her finger in a myriad of rings and chains along with an expensive watch manufactured by the finest in their trade from across the galaxy. Yet the gold only serves to accentuate the lack of decoration which adorns the rest of Myra's form; a pointed proclomation of her wealth being so evident that she feels no need to truely display much beyond mere trinkets that most of the galaxy would struggle to comprehend their true value. She is stoic, rarely showing strong emotion as she navigates the social and political intricacies of the galaxy. What she does show is typically a caluclated decision disguised as genuine thought and emotion.
COMPANIONS & BELONGINGS
- CAIN Omnicorp
- Averillatikun
- (wip)
PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
Myra believes in power. Had her life been different, and had she been force sensitive, she may have fallen into the mythological thinking of the sith. Rather, she is a brutal pragmatist who has made her mark in the business world and established herself as a influential figure in interstellar commerce. Wealth is a means to achieve power, and she seeks to continue to grow in strength and aptitude with every passing year regardless of the consequences.
STRENGTHS
[+] Adaptive: Very little can surprise Myra, she is quick of thought and just as quick on her feet; able to adapt to any circumstance.
[+] Controlled Charisma: Myra has an intuitive understanding of emotion even if she struggles to authentically feel it. This understanding enables her to mimic it incredibly convincingly, making deception and trickery that much easier for her.
[+] Ruthless: Nothing can hold Myra back from pursuing her goals, she stops at nothing to fulfill her eternal thirst to become greater than she is.
[+] Sangnir Blood: Myra is blessed with the powers of the Sangnir and has been known to use them quite effectively by those who know this secret.
WEAKNESSES
[-] Prone to Destruction: Myra's greatest flaw is perhaps that what emotions do come naturally to her are typically destructive; anger, jealousy, and arrogance to name a few. These can and have been used against her.
[-] Too Mysterious: The strange lack of any past marks Myra as a target. Besides her brief stint in the public eye in 858-859ABY very little is documented about her. This is mostly due to a concentrated effort on her part to destroy any hints at her past to hide details of her life. While effective, it is a curiosity many latch on to.
[-] Sangnir Bane: With the strengths of the Sangnir come their banes, difficulties Myra has continued to find ways to live with to this day.
HISTORY
Myra's old life began in 858 ABY, an up and coming business magnate from Dathomir with a desire for grandeur. She had hit it big with her flagship project: Alpha Corp. dealing in all kinds of technology and selling to the highest bidder. Yet that was only a taste of what was to come. Myra had long sought power from the Force, and it had stayed just out of reach. She hired the best gurus, jedi historians, or rogue force users money could buy and yet the power she craved was eternally just out of reach. The last and only glimmer of hope was in her lineage; her mother claimed to be a Dathomiri witch before marrying into the Thaeleon dynasty. Myra had grown up with stories of Dathomir, of its bogs and the powerful witches who lived in the dark depths of the wilderness. Myra, driven by these childhood memories, would depart the core in search of her mother's people.
Dathomir was darker than even her mother's stories had made it out to be. Power in the air was oppressive, dominating, and all encompasing. It seemed to mock her as she offered a fortune in credits to anyone who would lead her to the witches, and was denied every time. Wealth would not save an informant's soul. Myra would have never found the famed Witches of Dathomir, yet they came to her. They came to find a lost daughter of Dathomir, leading her into the wilderness. It is here Myra met her family, the other half previously denied to her. Aunts, cousins, far more distant relatives, all welcomed her into the clan with open arms. Yet, it was here Myra finally learned the truth. She learned what paid gurus and hack jedi historians would never have told her so long as she paid them; Myra was not force sensitive.
She had refused to believe it her whole life, yet surrounded by family who patiently and empathetically walked her through the grief, Myra finally came to accept it. Yet grief did not end Myra's struggle for power, only pushed it into the darker corners of the galaxy. She stayed on Dathomir, if for no other reason than a lack of purpose to go elsewhere. And it was here that she uncovered a layer below the witch covens; blood cults, predators in the dark, man eaters. And where her family promised nothing but acceptance, the Sangnir promised power.
Myra, desperate to actually achieve something in coming to Dathomir, would practically give away all she had in order to earn their trust. By the time she was brought into the inner sanctums she was practicaly destitute. When Myra would adopt the blood and the power that came with it, it was not freedom but enslavement. Her bond to her sire was strong, a fact uncovered only after her rebirth. Dathomir would be her grave, and it entombed her for nearly five decades.
Yet with immortality came patience, and her patience would eventually pay off. Schemes with her siblings saw them freed and Myra's sire dead. With stolen trinkets and a network of siblings Myra would return to the galaxy to begin her rise once again.
Old habits die hard, and Myra's first move was to conquer CAIN Omnicorp., a replacement for the now defunct Alpha Corp. Bribes, blackmail, and assassinations were utilized to bring the board in line before the company even knew it was being acquired by some mysterious benefactor. CAIN would fuel Myra's rise back to her position in the galaxy once again; a ruthless business magnate. Her time on Dathomir and sudden meteoric rise would draw the attention of the Dark Court, a shadowy organization with ambitions of grandeur. Myra would work with them for a time, using CAIN to begin building a shadow navy the Court may utilize. But ultimately the Court would disband and Myra would look elsewhere for allies.
Myra's return to Tygeria, the planet of her youth, had no fan fair. Her only herald a brutal claw claiming what she saw as hers; the Thaeleon dynasty. Just as she claimed CAIN she took charge of the ailing Tygerii dynasty and shed her mother's name. She knew what the others members saw in her. 'Half-Breed', 'Whore-Child', 'Bastard', these words were whispered where they thought she could not hear. And yet slowly her detractors were removed or submitted, bowing before Myra in the ancestral holdings of the Thaeleon dynasty on Tygeria. Myra now looks outward once again, seeking to grow in power and prestige until she is satisfied. And she has a very long time to find satisfaction.
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