Edric Vanyan
The Historian King
Lana Talrin
Basic Information:
- Full Name: Lana Talrin
- Nicknames/Alias:
- Gender: Female
- Species: Mirialan
- Race: Mirialan
- Physical Age: 17
- Chronological Age: 17
- Homeworld: Mirial
- Language:
Galactic Basic, - Mandalorian(Couldn't remember name),
- Huttese,
[*]Force Sensitivity: Yes
Personal Relations:
- Master(s)
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[*]Family
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[*]Slaves and Pets
- None
[*]Lovers
- None
[*]Students
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[*]Friends
- .
Physical Appearance:
Gender: Female
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 100lbs
Complexion: Darker Olive Green
Eye Color: Dark Ebony pupil that is surrounded by a fractured blue colored Iris, that seems to twist between darker and lighter shades of blue.
Hair Color: Darker brown color, with a strange tint of redness to it.
Voice Sample: -
Body Type: Lean and Athletic, with little excess fat or muscle.
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Appearance Details:
Rana is not one to really change her appearance as far as physically goes. Mostly in due part because of her rather trouble background as well as she was never given the oppotunity to really choose her appearance. Instead she had always been dictated what she would wear for her clients by the clients themselves or what ever slaver had her at the moment. She had been a dancer though for much of her adolescent and teen years, leaving her normal clothing to be befitting of that place in the Galaxy.First, her dark hair was almost always down and never cut short. She was told that it was to preserve her beauty as she would likely not be as treasured as the rarer species of the galaxy or the more common races that were 'bred' to be slaves as she had been told. Along side that, she had been given her tattoos by the slavers themselves, mockingly altering her appearance until she had escaped, resulting in the recent tattoos being placed erratically around eyes and forehead without any meaning to their placement or any respect for that fact. In addition to these two physical features, she had always kept herself fit and lean, whether by the amount of food given to her, or simply of her own dancing keeping her that way. It was something that the Slavers insisted on so she kept it.
Clothing was something she could change now though, though it was still ingrained into her what kind was appropriate for a 'being' like her. This meant that her clothes would remain lighter, showing her features and leaving the shape of her body without the need to speculate on. She did wear a cloak almost always, to hide herself from the eyes of people that she walked by in the streets, and under that a elegant but still decently revealing dress or simply clothes that did not fully obscure her from the eyes of those who could see. She was by no means skimpy in the normal cases though, as she did still try to cover herself up in order to move on from her past.
Psychological and Misc Information:
Marital Status: Single
Sexual Conduct: Bisexual
Occupation: Former Slave/None
Alliegiances: None
Residence: The ship she is stowing away on
Current Emotional Status: Without a purpose or path.
Personality Breakdown:
WIP
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths:
- Strong Willed: While she has given into her purpose as a slave, her mind is still as strong as ever and that gives her an exceptionally strong will and her mind suprisingly sharp.
- High force sensitivity: While her body is weaker, she still has a high sensitivity, thus making up for her inabilities with a blade of any kind due to the lack of strength.
- Extremely Agile: Her body, lacking the large muscles that allow for feats of strength, she makes up in her abilities to become extremely agile when need.
- Quick Reflexes: In lack of strength, and long hours of learning to serve her masters, she has learned to act quick and without question, this as well translated to her own reaction time and reflexs as well.4
Weaknesses:
- Low Pain threshold: While not abused often, her body was still subject to punishment by use of shock collar or otherwise, wearing away her resistances and making her more reactive to them, instead of getting used to them. This is due to the frequency not being constant enough for her body to get used to it.
- Subjectable: She is extremely subjectable, even the slightest command will extract a almost immediate response from her as she will act as is expected of her. Though not by her own choice, this is merely left over programming that she has not been able to become free of quite yet.
- Low physical Strength: Her Physical strength is low at best, mostly due to the fact that she is naturally slim and weak and no matter the amount of physical training.
History:
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Her life started in a happy time, when there was nothing to worry about and the galaxy was recovering. The child of a entrepeneur and business man with a home on Mirial away from others as he came home and took care of his children when not on business. Her mother was a priestess on the planet, teaching her children the religion that played an expect in thier lives.The Force it was called, a power that few were blessed with though the Mirialan had a somewhat basic understanding of this power. They had turned it into a religion long ago and Rana had come to learn it just as her people had before her. It was not until a long while afterwards would that knowledge come to be even needed. Her first decade was a blissful one, a simple one, one she had and loved to have. She had several siblings, their names unspoken by her and her eyes had run with such spirit in those days.... then things changed.
She had been out one night, playing under the soft moonlight as her skin appeared a softer green than ever in the light of the moon, silvery white dress being what she wore and her eyes staring up at the sky as suddenly a star fell. But it was no start, not even close to one. It was the ship of a slaver's that Rana mistook for a surprise visit from her father, only after she had followed its decent did she learn otherwise and was too late to be able to run, her hands and body falling limp as the slavers emerged to find her and simply stunned her, leaving with their prize before anyone noticed them.
That was dark years, being taught what and what not to do, to present herself as a slave for her buyer and now she has come to her newest master, her mind having been for all intents a purposes brainwashed to serve without question as freedom is never something to be held.