Hexblade
|| THE BASICS ||
- Full name: Míriel Ver Seryan
- Preferred Name: -
- Alias: -
- Titles:
- The Cursed One
- The Hexed
- Species: Near Human
- Race: Life-Bearer
- Birthworld: Leria Kerlsil
- Faction(s):
- Rank(s):
- Jedi Sentinel - The High Republic (Formerly Royal Naboo Republic)
- Test Subject - Order of Arcane Syn
- Class:
- Swordswoman
- Gunslinger
- Fighter
- Master(s):
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Taeli Raaf
/ Darth Arcanix - Kind of
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- Padawan(s): N/A
- Force Sensitive: Yes
- Force Alignment: Lawful Good
- Gender:
- Feminine
- Answers to She, Her, They, Them.
- Age: Mid Thirties
- Height: 8 Foot (2.44 Meters)
- Weight: Approx. 280 lbs (127 kgs)
- Complexion: Pale
- Eye Color: Dark Green, Shifts Yellow when using the force
- Hair Color: Dark Brown/Black
- Distinguishing Marks: A couple scars from bladed weapons. A unique Left arm.
- Voice Sample: Lenore, Castelvania
- Marital Status: Single
- Sexual Conduct: Pansexual
- Languages:
- Galactic Basic - Native
- High Galactic - Fluent
- Ur Kittat - Fluent
- Occupations: -
- Residence: -
|| ATTRIBUTES ||
As a Jedi Sentinel, Míriel has extensive training in the arts of wielding a Lightsaber, Swords, and firearms. Namely for the application of using it in conjunction with the force so that she can perform her tasks. However, since her time being captured by the Sith Order, as well as being partly afflicted with a Nanospore, she has been dealing with not just being heavily corrupted in the dark side of the force, but also pain as her limb is transforming and being morphed by the Nanospore. Causing her skin to become bio-metallic carapace, muscle fibers strengthening and twisted like a biological form of Rybcoarse. Greatly enhancing her physical strength and durability. Though only with that arm. This causes her pain in her blood, until a series of Sith Runes were etched into her skin. Halting the transformation at just her arm. Leaving the rest alone.
|| FORCE PHILOSOPHY ||
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|| POSSESSIONS ||
- Weapons
- Armor
- -
- Ships & Vehicles
- -
- Cybernetics/BioTech
|| RELATIONS ||
- Taeli Raaf - The Person who Hexed me
|| BIOGRAPHY ||
Early life for Míriel Ver Seryan was interesting. Living on Leria Kerlsil was mostly forgotten. A couple dreams or memories of being a child and playing with others. Parents whose faces are blurred when she was discovered to be Force Sensitive. Without a second thought, her parents sent her off to to New Jedi Order within the Galactic Alliance. Attempting to enroll her to be a Jedi with her gifts. However, years of her life spent in temples, learning and training of the force, and her parents essentially ghosting her since she was a young child, means she is more often treated like an Orphan than anything else.
Through her trials as a youngling to become a Padawan, the Great Hyperspace Wars raged. Causing her to have to go through many of them very quickly in situations others would have perished. Fighting against the Sith, and the Brotherhood of the Maw. However, after the war, The Galactic Alliance has reached a point in which she felt she couldn't return. She was different. Changed. And so, she left. Exiling herself to continue hunting down Maw members. Years she has spent on her own. Honing her craft. Changing how she fights and defeats these Cults of the Dark. However, that vein has started to run dry.
With the introduction of the Royal Naboo Republic, she was interested. Maybe they could be a new platform for her to become something more. A new home as it were. On her very first mission, sent to Nar Shaddaa in order to seek out and possibly find out what the resurgent Black Suns are doing. Yet, this would be the start of something much more horrid. She didn't run into Black Sun Enforcers. She found herself deep within the planet. And was ambushed by Sith Spawn and Technobeasts. She had heard stories and myths of such creatures. But never fought them. She failed in defending herself. In an attempt to flee, she was infected with a Nanospore. One tiny scratch was all it took.
She did her best to fight it off. Failing to do so. She applied a tourniquet to her arm. Trying to stop whatever it was from infecting her and the searing pain that flooded her arm. She passed out from it, and was captured by the Order of Arcane Syn. Despite her efforts, she did what she could to fight it off. Saving her life from being taken over by this disease, but given a choice. Let them prevent the spread and save her for study, and thus become an asset to the Order, or just accept her fate of becoming one of the Sithspawn Technobeasts of their making.
She chose the former.
Now, she has to live with the consequences.
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