Qaheesh the Scorned
Hot-headed and troubled
“You think you can outrun me? How amusing...”
Faction: N/A
Rank: N/A
Species: Zabrak
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Height: 5’5”/1.65m
Weight: 155lbs/68kgs
Eyes: Golden screlea, red and black pupils
Head Adornments: Qa lacks hair, like most of her kind, as well as no eyelashes or eyebrows. A crown of horns sits upon her head, very few of them not any taller than an inch and the majority much smaller
Skin: Blood-red, a deep and cruel crimson. Across her face, neck, ears, chest and shoulders are inky black tattoos, each of them making strange lines dots and crosses across her skin.
Force Sensitivity:
- Alignment - Dark
- Power - Apprentice
- Cunning - Qaheesh is a sly and clever creature, able to use her smarts to get what she wants without resorting to violence. Whether this be through tactical planning, bribery or other similar underhanded methods.
- Determined - Sheer stubbornness and an inability to admit defeat (see ‘Prideful’ below) leads Qa to set out to achieve any task she sets her mind to.
- Devout - Being one with the Sith order is a joyous achievement for the young Acolyte and she is completely and utterly loyal to the inner teachings of theirs… Even if she interprets some a bit differently to others!
- Nimble - Small and lean, the Zabrak is able to duck and dive between her opponents, using her size to weave about the battlefield.
- Arrogance - Being chosen as a Sith Acolyte has left the apprentice with a degree of narcissism, flaunting not only her training, but her wit and title, expecting others to bow down before her.
- Hot-Headed - A temper is in her very soul and Qaheesh lashes out at the slightest misdemeanours towards herself, whether they are right or wrong.
- Pride - Like most Zabraks, she is prideful in her skill, appearance and tongue, strong and confident. She very rarely admits defeat or shows weakness, even when bested by others.
- Small - While she can hold her own in a fight, Qaheesh is small and physical strength is not her forte. She cannot break down doors, lift heavy objects or do other physically strong things without using the Force.
Personality: To say Qa is prideful would be an understatement. To her, pride is everything and winning is everything. Even the simplest things need your dedication and focus to complete. With her combat, she is brutal and quick, sly and cunning, ensuring victory over nothing else. Her temper is razor-sharp, as is her tongue, and those who wrong her will learn very quickly that her arragonance and brutality knows no bounds. Friends and allies to her can count on her loyalty, for she will never betray someone without a damn good reason, but again, her pride knows no boundaries.
Ship: N/A
Weapon/s: Double-bladed lightsaber (red crystal)
Armor/Clothing: Most commonly, Qa can be found in what can only be described as a leather trench coat that is quite large and free flowing, pitch-black. The inner layer is reinforced with light armorweave, enough to glance off small blows but nothing stronger. Her chest is kept mostly bare on casual occasions, just a binder keeping her breasts hidden, or she will wear simple tunics. Long leggings and light-weight boots cover her feet, keeping her movement simple and fluid.
Other Assets: Qa always carries a small amount of credits on her and a supply pack, in case of emergencies. Other than that, she doesn’t hold many personal belongings.
Kills: N/A
Bounties Collected: N/A
Biography: Qaheesh’s early life was a bit of a blur, so to speak. She was taken very young from her parents on Iridonia, kidnapped to be a slave child. She was shipped to various ports and planets, spending little time there between masters and working until she was bought at the age of six to become more than a slave, but an apprentice of the Sith. Brought to the academy with multiple others, this was where her life truly began to shine.As a force-sensitive, she quickly advanced as the years went on. A child brought into a new world, she became cold and calculating, eager to play amongst the big guns in the galaxy and to bring a new way of chaos to the fold. However, as her training continued, she became lonely, little friends to guide her and she was repeatedly passed over as a choice for an apprentice for a Darth. Growing troubled and angry, the teenager became more reckless and eventually, she left the Academy at the age of fifteen, taking a ship to the nearest port to begin a new life. By doing this, she missed the latter part of her training and has yet to learn it since.
Travelling the galaxy once more, the hot-headed Zarark had little funds to her name and spent the majority of her existence doing whatever jobs needed doing, guarding, smuggling, running guns… She’s attempted it at some point. However, her age and inexperience has caused employers to turn away and even legal organisations were skeptical of the temperamental Zabrak. Finally, four years later, whispers of a new home have followed her and she has found the Agents of Chaos. Now, her adventure truly begins...
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