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BIOGRAPHY:
Sennari Vishious was born to a coven, The Dark Ones, that was a mixture of different species from across the galaxy. Her parents, on the day of her rebirth, put her upon a stone alter to allow the Gods and Goddesses to shine down their judgment upon the infant baby; for she had been genetically born supporting both genitals of male and female. Her parents, worried the others would condemn the child to death for it's disfigurement hoped that a blessing from the Sun God or the Moon Goddess would be enough to save their child's life.
The hags of fate had spun the silver thread of the infant's life, and a blessing had been sent down. The child would live. However, a decree had been sent out by the High Priestess that any child born without the gift of Draíochta would be banished from the coven; force to live out their meaningless existence on whatever part of Kesh that would allow them. The decree panicked parents of recently born children or those that awaited the arrival of theirs.
Sennari, along with the other six children born around her time, were brought to the High Priestess who was rumoured to possess unimaginable talents with the Draíochta. The High Priestess, with an athame whose tip was dipped in blood, walked from each infant to the next; observing them in silence. With her hands raised to the sky, she chanted in her native tongue asking for the power of Choice to be granted to her. Once more she walked around the infants, hovering a hand over their small faces. With each child that was void of the blessing, she marked a bloody X on their forward; and two robed men would usher the infant out. Of the six brought in for the trial of Choice, only two passed; one being Sennari herself.
Despite the unseen differences she carefully hidden away about herself, she lived a normal life of a girl; growing up through adolescence through her teenage years and to young adulthood. Through out those periods of growth, she had learned to master her gifts and the various weapons associated with melee combat; mainly the saber staff.
As she grew older, so did her desires. She knew there was more to the galaxy than the simple life on Kesh. Plus, questions were starting to be whispered around while she had not settled down with a partner; and contribute to the coven's next generation. Sennari was not embarrassed for her situation, she just didn't want to have to curse someone.
On the day of her twenty-third birthday, she bid her coven and blood family farewell.
