Heir to the Emperor, Senator of Denon
- Intent: To develop one of Denon's NPC's
- Image Credit: Generated from AI
- Role: To expand on the Denon Defense Force Commander
- Permissions: N/A
- Links: Denon
- Age: 41
- Force Sensitivity: Non-Force User
- Species: Human
- Appearance: Standing with a poised, predatory grace, she possesses a curved athletic build that comes from a lifetime of rigorous physical conditioning. Her most defining feature is a heavy, obsidian black braid that falls over her shoulder, woven so tightly it looks like armored cable. Her complexion is a warm mochaa caraamel, often set in a mask of disciplined stoicism. Her face is defined by a sharp, high-cheekboned structure and an ebony black eye-patch covering her left eye, though the remaining eye is sharp and observant. Despite her stern demeanor, there is an unmistakable air of command in her posture; she carries herself with the weight of someone used to being the most dangerous person in the room. Her hands are steady and scarred, usually encased in tactical gloves, and her movements are economical devoid of wasted energy, like a predator permanently on the hunt.
- Name: Thrace Sloane
- Loyalties:
Ayumi Pallopides
- Wealth: Paid by Denon
- Notable Possessions:
- Skills:
- She possesses the sharp, disciplined mind of a career naval commander, tempered by the instincts of someone who has survived close‑quarters disaster. Her expertise lies first and foremost in fleet operations: large‑scale maneuvering, multi‑vector engagements, and the orchestration of mixed‑ship formations under pressure. Years of command have honed her ability to read a battlespace at a glance, anticipate enemy intent, and exploit weaknesses with decisive precision. She is equally adept at crisis command, capable of stabilizing a failing ship, coordinating damage control teams, and maintaining cohesion even when the situation collapses around her.
- Her strategic sense extends beyond the battlefield. She understands logistics, procurement, and the political realities that shape a defense force, making her invaluable to Denon's naval development. She has a talent for training officers, drilling into them the discipline, clarity, and moral weight required of command. Despite her injuries, she remains physically capable, with strong hand‑to‑hand proficiency and weapons familiarity expected of an Alliance officer. Her cybernetic eye grants enhanced targeting and low‑light vision, though she treats it as a tool rather than a crutch.
- She is also a skilled negotiator in the military sense able to navigate tense inter‑factional meetings, assert authority without theatrics, and cut through bureaucratic fog with blunt, incisive clarity. Her emotional intelligence is subtle but formidable: she reads people well, understands fear and loyalty, and knows how to push subordinates to their limits without breaking them.
- Languages: Her linguistic background reflects both her Alliance service and her time on Denon. She speaks:
- Galactic Basic with the crisp, clipped diction of a naval officer.
- Binary at an operational level, enough to communicate efficiently with astromechs and shipboard droids.
- Huttese, learned out of necessity during early‑career deployments in the Mid Rim.
- Bothese or Rodese (choose depending on your preferred flavor), picked up through years of coordinating with non‑human officers and merchant fleets.
- High Galactic, not fluently, but enough to navigate formal ceremonies, diplomatic functions, and the occasional pomp‑laden Alliance event.
- Personality: She carries herself with the controlled gravity of someone who has seen the worst a battlefield can offer and refused to break beneath it. There is a quiet intensity in the way she stands, in the way she watches a room, in the way she speaks only when she has something worth saying. Her authority doesn't come from volume or theatrics but from an unshakable certainty an internal compass forged in fire and loss. Officers under her command learn quickly that she expects precision, loyalty, and competence, not because she is cruel, but because she knows how thin the line between survival and catastrophe can be. She does not tolerate excuses, yet she never asks of others what she would not endure herself. Beneath the hard edges lies a deep, simmering well of conviction: a belief that people are worth fighting for, even when institutions fail them. Though she rarely shows it, she carries her grief like a second skin. The loss of her eye and the woman she loved carved something permanent into her, a shadow that sharpens rather than weakens her resolve. She is capable of warmth, but it is a rare and deliberate gift, offered only to those who have earned her trust. Her anger, when it surfaces, is cold and precise never reckless, always purposeful. She is a commander who will make the hard call and live with its weight, a leader who understands that sometimes the right choice is the one that leaves a scar. Yet she remains fiercely protective of those under her care, willing to bend rules, challenge superiors, or walk into the dark herself if it means sparing her people from the worst of it. In every decision, every glance, every measured word, she is a woman shaped by war but not consumed by it unyielding, principled, and profoundly human.
- Weapon of Choice:
- Combat Function:
- Force Abilities: N/A
- She possesses a strategic mind honed by war, able to read a battlespace with uncanny clarity and make decisions in seconds that others would agonize over for minutes. Her leadership is equally formidable: she inspires loyalty not through charm but through competence, consistency, and the unspoken promise that she will bleed before she lets her people fall.
- She also carries a deep moral gravity, a sense of responsibility that anchors her even when circumstances force her into difficult or ambiguous choices. She does not shy from the burden of command; she accepts it fully, knowing the cost of every order she gives.
- Her greatest strength is also her most dangerous flaw: she has a tendency toward ruthless pragmatism, especially when lives are on the line. She will make the hard call without hesitation, but the aftermath can leave her isolated from those who cannot understand the calculus she lives by. This can create friction with more idealistic officers or political figures who expect cleaner solutions.
- She also carries unresolved grief that she refuses to acknowledge, let alone process. The loss of her partner and the trauma of the battle have carved deep, invisible wounds. She buries them beneath discipline and duty, but they surface in moments of quiet fueling her intensity, narrowing her trust, and sometimes pushing her to take risks she would otherwise avoid.
Born to a modest merchant family in the Mid Rim, she grew up among starship hulls and trade routes, learning early how to read a nav chart and how to keep her balance on a deck that never stopped humming. Her childhood was shaped by motion convoys, ports, the quiet discipline of crews who lived by routine and trust. It was no surprise when she applied to the Alliance Naval Academy the moment she was old enough. What was surprising was how quickly she distinguished herself once she arrived.
At the academy, she developed a reputation for precision and intensity. She excelled in fleet tactics, crisis simulations, and command psychology, consistently ranking near the top of her cohort. Instructors noted her ability to remain unnervingly calm under pressure, as well as her refusal to accept half‑measures from herself or others. Her early training assignments placed her aboard fast‑response frigates and patrol cruisers, where she learned the realities of border skirmishes, pirate suppression, and the political complexities of protecting trade lanes. By her early thirties, she had earned her first command a mid‑sized capital ship known for its speed and aggressive maneuvering profile.
Her command years were marked by a steady rise in responsibility and a growing respect from her crews. She cultivated a leadership style defined by clarity, discipline, and a fierce protectiveness of those under her authority. During this period, she formed a close bond with her executive officer, a relationship that grew naturally out of shared duty and long hours spent navigating the razor‑thin margins of wartime decision‑making. It was a partnership built on trust, competence, and the unspoken understanding that in the void, loyalty mattered more than anything else.
Everything changed during the 902 ABY Battle of Coruscant. Her ship was among the first to break through the Imperial blockade, spearheading a maneuver that would later be studied in tactical academies. But the victory came at a devastating cost. A turbolaser strike tore through the bridge, killing half her senior staff in an instant. She lost her right eye to shrapnel; her executive officer her partner was killed beside her. Half‑conscious and bleeding, she maintained command long enough to stabilize the ship and oversee evacuation protocols, refusing to relinquish control until every surviving crew member was clear. The coming down as the Empire filled the skies of the planet. Only surviving at the crash cause some older soldierrs pulled her out of the wreckage while trying to escape. .
She was smuggled to Denon for long‑term treatment a decision made because that was where the old senator who was rescuing people was going. Crossing paths with the Senator Ayumi, an old ally from earlier diplomatic‑military coordination efforts. Ayumi, now deep into her retirement as the High Republic held Denon and her sweeping reform agenda, recognized both the woman she had once worked beside and the strategic asset she could still become. Through political maneuvering and personal advocacy, Ayumi secured advanced cybernetic reconstruction, psychological support, and most importantly a place for her within Denon's fledgling Defense Force.
Her recovery was not swift, nor was it simple. The physical wounds healed faster than the invisible ones, but she returned to service with the same disciplined resolve that had carried her through the academy. On Denon, she became a cornerstone of the planet's naval development: architect of early fleet doctrine, mentor to young officers, and a stabilizing force in an institution still learning to define itself. Her presence lent Denon direction as they were building and with the senator of Denon Dominique Vexx becoming Chancellor... Ayumi stepped back into the position able to better realize some of the changes she was going for.
