Character
✦ Reina Daival ✦
"The Sea Does Not Rage. It Calls"
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✦ GENERAL INFORMATION ✦
- Name: Reina Daival
- Alisies:Raini Pekerish, Dawn, Vael'Rae
- Age: Young Adult (20-22)
- Gender: Female
- Species: Ersansyr (Formerly Human)
- Homeworld: Minntooine
- Affiliation: Deathdrop, Sith Order
- Rank: Knight
- Master: Darth Carnifex - Quinn Varanin
- Force Sensitive: Yes
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✦ APPEARANCE ✦
- Height: 5'9
- Build: Weathered and Lean
- Eyes: Luminescent Green-Gold
- Hair: Red
- Skin Tone: Pale
- Markings: Scales in mermaid form
- Face Claim: Ishmael from Limbus Company, Hippolyta and Ritsuka Fujimaru from Fate, Druvis III Reverse 1999
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✦ PERSONALITY & PHILOSOPHY ✦
Reina does not think in terms of philosophy, doctrine, or ideology. She believes in action over words, in what is done, not what is preached. To her, the Jedi are meant to be beacons of peace, shining lights in the dark, but she has never believed she could stand among that light. Her anger comes too easily, her temper burns too hot, and her instincts have always leaned toward violence rather than restraint. She is a fighter by nature, not a healer, not a saviour, as much as she may have wished she could have been and she has now long accepted that truth about herself.
As an Ersansyr, Reina exists in an uneasy space between predator and protector. The sea has always felt more honest to her than people: vast, merciless, and beautiful in its indifference. She understands its cruelty because she recognizes it in herself. Her voice, once used only for song and comfort, has become a weapon, a tool capable of luring, commanding, and destroying. While she does not consider herself a Sith, nor truly a darksider, Reina is no longer repulsed by the Dark Side as she once was. Proximity has dulled the sickness it used to cause, and she has come to accept that darkness, like the ocean, is simply another force of nature. Dangerous, but not inherently wrong.
Beneath her hardened exterior, Reina carries fears she works tirelessly to keep submerged. She fears isolation and abandonment, even as she pushes others away before they can get close. She fears betrayal, having endured it too many times to trust easily. She fears intimacy and touch, allowing only a select few past those barriers. When threatened, emotionally or physically, Reina does not freeze or flee. She fights. She throws herself headlong into danger, often without thinking, driven by the belief that if she is strong enough, useful enough, indispensable enough, the people she protects will not leave her as her family once did.
Physical pain has never been an obstacle for Reina, but emotional and mental wounds cut far deeper. She endures them quietly, surrounding herself with those she chooses to serve while never fully trusting that they will stay. She does not believe she can be a good Jedi, or even a good person, only a necessary one. Yet quitting has never been an option for her. No matter how deeply despair and doubt settle into her bones, Reina's stubborn resolve always prevails. She will endure. She will protect what she claims as her own. Like the tide, she will keep coming back, relentless, unyielding, and impossible to ignore.
✦ FORCE ALIGNMENT ✦
- Force Viewpoint: Living Force
- Alignment: Leaning Dark Side
- Notable Force Abilities: Passive Force Enhancement, Breath Control, Hydrokinesis, Aerokinesis, probably more I'm forgetting.
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✦ COMBAT & SKILLS ✦
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Lightsaber Form(s):
Form 1: Shii-Cho: Proficient
Form 2: Makashi: Proficent
Form 3: Soresu: Untrained
Form 4: Ataru: Proficient
Form 5: Shien: Proficent - Djem So: Expert
Form 6: Niman: Untrained
Form 7: Juyo/Vaapad: Untrained
Traditional Swordplay: Proficent - Lightsaber Color: Red
- Non-Combat Skills: Fishing, Swimming, Sailing, Balance, Mechanics, Numerate
- Languages: Basic, Mon Calamari, Jawa
- Weaknesses: Prejudice to Droids, Family Issues, Hot-Tempered, Quinn Varanin, Echani
✦ EQUIPMENT ✦
Pequod, her first lightsaber - Gifted to
Quinn Varanin
Talon's Chosen, her Sith Lightsaber
Anchor her old prosthesis leg
Heart of the Tide, a birthday gift from
Everest Vale
Personal Sidearm
Sasori Circle, birthday gift from
Tigris Aphra
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Lightsaber Form(s):
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✦ BIOGRAPHY ✦
The smell of the sea is the earliest memory Reina has. Salt, wind, and the endless roll of waves defined her world long before names or allegiances ever mattered. Raised amidst the ocean itself by a group of fishermen, Reina never knew her true family, nor did she ever truly experience a childhood. She was crew before she was a child, expected to pull her weight as soon as she was able. It was a hard upbringing, but an honest one, and it shaped her into someone who valued action over words, survival over comfort. The sea did not care who you were. It only cared whether you endured.
That foundation carried her into her later encounters with the wider galaxy. After multiple run-ins with the Jedi, being saved from a Mandalorian attack, assisting in the containment of Sithspawn on a frozen Jedha, Reina was eventually brought into the New Jedi Order. There, she tried to understand herself, her anger, and the power she carried. She learned discipline, language, and restraint…but she also learned fear. Trust came at a cost. Bonds she forged were broken. Some left. Others manipulated her vulnerabilities. What little stability she had built slowly eroded, and the walls she had fought so hard to tear down were rebuilt thicker than before.
When the Alliance began to fracture, Reina was one of the first to fall through the cracks. The Order that had promised guidance could not hold itself together, let alone her. Accusations, suspicion, and ultimately betrayal, most painfully from her former Master, left her branded not as a protector, but as a killer. Whatever place she had hoped to earn among the Jedi was lost. And so, she walked away. Not in defiance, but in quiet resignation.
Reina chose survival.
She took work where she could find it, becoming a mercenary under the banner of the Deathdrop. Criminal syndicates, warlords, Sith—she worked for all of them, not out of loyalty, but necessity. The galaxy did not offer mercy to those without banners, and Reina refused to starve waiting for absolution that would never come. Violence came easily to her; it always had. What changed was her willingness to stop apologizing for it.
Over time, proximity became alignment. Through Sith operations, through figures like Quinn Varanin, one she has came to care for deeply and the forces surrounding Darth Carnifex, Reina found herself drawn into something she never expected, not belief, but belonging. She does not see herself as a Sith, nor does she pretend to be a Jedi any longer. She stands between those titles, a blade without a creed, guided by instinct rather than doctrine. Where the Jedi demanded restraint she could not sustain, and where the Sith revelled in cruelty she did not share, Reina instead chose loyalty, to individuals, to purpose, to action.
Her participation in conflicts such as Brosi marked a turning point. No longer merely observing from the edges, Reina made the conscious decision to act. To stop being a bystander to galactic brutality and instead shape it, even if the cost was her own innocence. She knows what she is doing now. She knows the weight of every life taken, every storm called, every line crossed.
Reina Daival no longer searches for where she belongs.
She has chosen where she stands.
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✦ RELATIONSHIPS ✦
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Master:
Darth Carnifex
: You are showing me strength. Power. I'm afraid of you. But you know that. -
Tárinya - My Queen:
Quinn Varanin
I've found where I want to be in this Galaxy. By your side. I care for you more than words can tell. Only my actions can. I know I'll never be good enough for you, but I will never stop trying.
- Apprentice: Force Help Whoever Becomes Her Apprentice
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Allies:
Valaine Valentine
Are we still terrible friends?. -
It's Complicated:
Tigris Aphra
You left with Eve. She better be safe.
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Valery Noble
You'd hate to see me now. I'm sure of it.
Colette
I already apologised once. I won't do it again.
Everest Vale
You Left. You weren't there when I needed you.
Klar
Another One Who Left.
Xuko Pagoi
They Always Leave. - Rivalries: Could Be You!
- Enemies:
- Family: TBD
- Gone, not forgotten.:
Issar Rae’Velis
You're Missing. I'm sorry I never looked for you.
Darth Virelia
You tried to ruin me. To corrupt me. You failed. Someone else did.
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Master:
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✦ THREAD LOG ✦
- Thread Title — Brief summary (training, battle, vision)
- Another Thread — Ongoing / Completed
- Future Thread — Planned encounter
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