Shield Maiden
Siv Krayt
NAME: Siv Krayt
FACTION: The Enclave
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 24
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5’8
WEIGHT: 150lbs
EYES: Grey
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: White, almost pale.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Not Force sensitive.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Siv is a brawler, though and through. In a fight she gets close, and she hits hard. She is very adept with melee weapons and almost always prefers them to a blaster, citing that fighting at range is ‘no way to have fun.’ Obviously this makes her more vulnerable to ranged attacks.
Due to her being a great fan of music, Siv is learned in a good deal of languages around the galaxy, she may cannot however speak many of these, as her only real practice with them is when reading music and such.
Siv is a bit of a mule when it comes to her stubbornness. I will take a lot of talking to get her to change her mind, or even a few knocks to the helmet to get her on a different path of thinking. However, her hardheadedness does pay off when it comes to sticking to a plan.
APPEARANCE:
Siv stands at average height with a slender but toned build about her body. Her blonde hair has a light wave to it and rests just above shoulder length.
Her Beskar armor is colored in line with that of Clan Krayt with a grey base and orange highlights. In addition to her armor she carries a full round shield of beskar, the emblem of the clan painted in sunset orange.
Equipment:
Siv's 2nd Shield
M.I. Model 6 hybrid pistol
Siv's Beskad
ENCL-JR5 Striking Falcon Jetpack
MAA-001 HjCBg
MAA-004 HjFIP
Ship:
Howler' Mk.1 Basilisk War Droid
BIOGRAPHY:
Siv was born into a chaotic world, the same as everyone else. However, her story does not begin with tragedy, but as with most stories in this chaotic galaxy, it will come.
Born on Teth to a caring father and mother, both of whom were proud members of Clan Krayt. Siv was expected to be raised like a traditional Mandalorian child would; basic defense training, hunting, survival skills, and such. But also the quieter sides of living like cooking, reading, writing, history.
It became abundantly clear by the age of seven that Siv was a fighter, and one not to underestimate. It helped tremendously that she had two elder brothers, both of whom made learning how to throw a punch now and then necessary for at least some sanity at home. She grew adept at close-quarter fighting, usually hand to hand but she wasn’t afraid of a small blaster now and then either.
As she grew older, her non-combative studies took her to have an adoration for music, be it Mandalorian or other cultures. She learned to play several instruments, her favorite being the phenomenal dual neck guitar much to her parent’s (and sometimes her neighbor’s) dismay.
When she turned thirteen, as all Mandalorians do, she faced her rite of passage into adulthood. Her skills and knowledge were tested hard, but she was a bright child and was given the honor of being called an adult.
In the days and weeks after reaching adulthood, she continued to train, falling in favor of hand-to-hand combat even more than she had before due to a gift from her father. Her elder brothers, both of which were competent fighters in their own right, had gotten theirs at thirteen when they faced their rites of passage. But for some reason she had been told to wait for hers, the wait was worth it.
Her father handed her a shield. A large round shield made entirely of beskar... something she had never seen before. On its front was a beautiful depiction of a Krayt Dragon, its teeth bared for battle. The depiction is a sunset orange and the rest of the shield is a natural grey of beskar. The idea for the shield was her father’s having seen her one day in training pick up a chair to use as a shield impromptu. Paired with a Beskad, she would be a force to be feared on the field of combat.
The tragedy of this story begins after she turned seventeen. Amidst prospects of marriage, starting a family, and going off on her own. Clan Kiryat all but crumbled in its aid during the Mandalore rebellion and rehabilitation of the Mandalorian homeworld. If that wasn’t bad, her father and one of her elder brothers perished in the rebellion. Her other brother, managing to survive the chaos of the rebellion, ended up being killed only months later during a brawl as the infighting of the clan became hotter.
As with many of the clan, Siv and her mother both left, however choosing separate paths. Her mother, longing to be one of a family again, took refuge in the arms of another minor clan, while Siv chose the life of a prize-winning fighter.
She would hop from planet to planet in the Outer Rim, making ends meet by stepping into the arena against foes usually larger than her. She and her trusty shield and beskad won a good few credits, hacking her way around the rim.
However, as the years went on, she felt a call for her people once more. She debated on reuniting with her mother and perhaps joining the clan she had. But when she reached out, all she got was silence. It wasn’t until she happened to meet another Mandalorian during her arena hopping did she learn that the clan too had all but collapsed to a similar fate that hers had. Her mother died along with it.
Realizing she was alone, she wandered, continuing her fighting and making credits, but she felt empty, no family, no true prospects other than what was really just showmanship at this point. She felt that she had failed not only her family but as a Mandalorian.
She found herself at a tavern on Tatooine one day, recuperating from a fight. She watched another Mandalorian enter, wearing armor strikingly similar to hers, and carrying the mark of the Krayt. Upon questioning him, she soon realized that there was an attempt to bring back the clan. Hope for rebuilding not only her family, but all of the clan suddenly hit her. The young woman, as quick as she could, would find, and return to her people.
And that is where she finds herself today, a part of the fledgling rebirth of Clan Krayt
KILLS:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A
ROLE-PLAYS:
To be added.
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