(Gilded Veil)- Founder / C.E.O.
ღ SOMMER DAI ღ
“Charm is my weapon. Control is my empire.”

“Charm is my weapon. Control is my empire.”
✧ Basic Info ✧
- Name: Sommer Dai
- Species: Human
- Gender: Female
- Height: 5’9”
- Homeworld: Nar Shaddaa
- Hair Color: Golden Blonde
- Eye Color: Crystal Blue
- Affiliation: Independent (with veiled ties to the Hutt Cartel & Outer Rim syndicates)
- Occupation: Nightclub Owner (The Gilded Veil) ✦ Spice Trafficker ✦ Covert Operator
✧ Appearance ✧
Radiant blonde hair always styled like art, crystal eyes with a blade’s edge, and an hourglass figure that blends elegance with intimidation. Sommer’s fashion marries sensuality and precision — silk meets synthweave, sequins meet stealth. Her looks aren’t vanity... they’re strategy.
✧ Background ✧
Born in the shadows of Nar Shaddaa’s slums, Sommer danced her way from the gutters to the heights of neon royalty. What began as survival evolved into domination — now she owns elite clubs across the galaxy, but every cocktail stirred hides whispers of black market secrets. Beautiful, brilliant, and built from fire and frost — she trusts no one, and needs no one… or so she tells herself.
✧ Personality ✧
Sommer is silk and steel. Disarming and ruthless. She’s independent to a fault, using charm and strategy like twin sabers. Her affection is rare, her loyalty earned — but when she gives it, it’s deep and unshakable. Underneath her allure lies a lonely storm. She smiles, but her eyes never lie.
Core Traits:
♥ Disarmingly Witty ♥ Coldly Strategic ♥ Fiercely Independent ♥ Secretly Vulnerable ♥
✧ Skills & Talents ✧
- ☆ Charisma Mastermind: Manipulation, seduction, and negotiation.
- ☆ Combat Proficient: Elegant with a blaster, deadly up close.
- ☆ Shadow Queen: Operates unseen through slicers, spies, and syndicates.
- ☆ Syndicate Savant: Fluent in spice logistics, underworld politics, and inter-gang diplomacy.
✧ Flaws & Fears ✧
- ♡ Control Obsession: Chaos unnerves her — she needs total mastery over her world.
- ♡ Suppressed Emotion: Keeps everyone at arm’s length, even herself.
- ♡ Fragile Reputation: Insults to her image often provoke irrational, personal retribution.
- ♡ Haunted Past: She never talks about what broke her… but it still drives her.
- ♡ Nyla: Her slicer and assistant — perhaps more. Sommer won’t admit how much she cares.
- ♡ Force User Distrust: She hates what she can’t control — and that includes Jedi and Sith alike.
✧ Gear & Tools ✧
- ☾ Custom Hold-Out Blaster: Concealed — deadly when underestimated.
- ☾ Holo-Disguise Projector: Fashionable escape tool.
- ☾ Encrypted Datapad: Full of leverage, lies, and lives to ruin.
✧ Connections ✧
- Allies: Smugglers, mercenaries, ex-Imperials with secrets to sell.
- Enemies: Rival syndicates, bounty hunters, nosy Jedi with too many questions.
- Active Threads
- https://www.starwarsrp.net/threads/...tarring-duke-verlo-canto-dj-turn-it-up.194952
- https://www.starwarsrp.net/threads/behind-the-veil-sommer-days.195015/
- https://www.starwarsrp.net/threads/from-no-where-welcome-home.194696/
- https://www.starwarsrp.net/threads/lashes-lies-low-frequencies.195785/
“I don’t rule the underworld by being nice, darling. I rule it because they know what happens when I’m crossed.”
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“To be remembered... even after the scent fades.”
NO.0by Sommer Dai
Fragrance Type: Transcendent Floral-Skin Musk Notes: Top: Crushed Zeltros blossom, star jasmine, misted ice orchid Heart: White tea, pheromone-laced silkwood, champagne nectar Base: Cashmere, drift ash, skin musk, ember-kissed incense Essence: A sensual paradox — both innocence and fire. "No.0" lingers like a memory, seductive and unshakable, designed to haunt corridors, starship decks, and whispered dreams alike. Mood: Soft danger. Velvet temptation. A promise, not a question. Origin: Hand-blended in Nar Shaddaa’s exclusive Veil Atelier, this rare scent is worn only by those daring enough to wear themselves. Availability: Limited-run. Black-label clients only. Available via private Holonet link or invitation through The Gilded Veil. |
“To be remembered... even after the scent fades.”
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