Serala Nylarr
Character
Serala Nylarr
| Species | Human (Lazerian) |
| Age | 18 GSY |
| Gender | Female |
| Height | 5'6" |
| Weight | 117 lbs |
| Eyes | Brown |
| Hair | Red |
| Skin | Pale |
| Character Alignment | Lawful Evil |
| Force Sensitive | Yes |
STORY SO FAR
Serala was born into House Nylarr, a noble house on Lazerian IV, mayoral rulers of the city of Tormaine. There was distant royal blood within the family, but most had forgotten that was the case. In Tormaine life was good for Serala as a child. Much was expected of her as the oldest child of the family. She did well in her education and was being taught to possibly be the next leader of the city, even after her younger brother was born when she was ten.
Then the Obsidian Syndicate came to Lazerian IV. Selara was only twelve. The King and Queen were assassinated and the heirs sent fleeing in search of help. In a strange twist, while Serala expected Syndicate agents to bust down their doors at any moment to finish eliminating the royal bloodline, House Nylarr was given space. Still Serala's parents didn't trust the peace, especially not her father. He closed off Tormaine to the rest of Lazerian society to protect his family. This proved to be folly. A strange illness surged through the city killing thousands, including Serala's parents. Her uncle Vorlag then took charge, called for assistance and when the outbreak was contained opened up the city.
The reopened Tormaine thrived, even with the threat of the Syndicate. Serala's uncle acted as her guardian, revealed her talents with the Force, took on her training, and repeatedly told Serala that she would be Queen. Serala doubted this was true, they were so far down the line of succession. But she was enthused to learn of her Force talents. She did what her uncle asked of her to get her next lesson. When her distant cousin, and now King,
Caelan Valoren
returned Serala became irritated, seeing her chance to rule vanish. She doubled down on her political training as well as with the Force, she would learn how to foil the plans of the King.Though she was happy to be rid of the Obsidian Syndicate, an older Serala, fed by the whispers of her uncle, now thought of her distant cousin and the welcomed Jedi as merely being a new occupying force that would stand in her way. With strings being pulled by Uncle Varlog, Serala now feels ready to take command. She has started to gather as much capital, both political and economic, to Tormaine. A secret militia of her supports has been organized. Serala is ready for her rule to start, but unlike the Obsidian usurpers before her, she knows that it will take more than just violence and the death of those who currently wear the crown. She will be patient and build a lasting foundation to pass rule all of Lazerian to her descendants for generations to come.