Character Valaine Valentine

[Valaine Valentine]

Valaine Valentine

Alias(s):	N/A
Birthplace	Jutrand
Age	18
Rank	Acolyte
Faction	The Dark Court
Home	Malachor V
Species	Lowblood Sangnir
Gender	Female
Force Sensitive	Yes (Weak)
Height	5'8 / 173cm
Build	Slim (120lbs / 54kg)
Hair Color	Black
Eye Color	Gray
Skin Color	Extremely Pale
Distinctive features	Pointed Ears

[Internal Screaming]
— Valaine, most of the time. ​

BACKGROUND DESCRIPTION PSYCHE BELONGINGS SKILLS RELATIONSHIPS

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  Valaine was born on Jutrand, growing up as just another faceless child amidst the masses. She had a relatively normal family; a hardworking mother and father who did their best to provide a good upbringing for their only daughter. But a good upbringing was going to be the last thing Valaine received, as around the age of 12 her parents were killed amidst a robbery within their own home. Valaine was in hiding during the events and didn't see who committed the murder, she only came out of hiding after the sounds had stopped. She found her parents dead, her home robbed of all that was valuable, and with no thought on what to do she remained. Growing up Valaine was emotionally stunted, she felt distress at what had happened, but she couldn't grieve and simply remained at a loss.
  
  The next morning a visitor came, a rugged man that had come to scour the home for anything that hadn't already been taken. Upon noting the now orphaned child however, he saw an opportunity. He asked that Valaine come with him, that it wasn't safe, and without much recourse she accepted and followed. The rugged man was nothing short of a thief, a scavenger that stole from the recently dead. He saw value in having a child able to sneak and crawl into places he couldn't, and so his charity if it could be called that was well rewarded. Valaine herself was taken care of too, and while the rugged man was certainly no kind father, he did at least feed her and give her a place to sleep.
  
  Through these years Valaine grew to understand the life of a petty criminal on a place like Jutrand, and as she grew older she continued to work alongside the rugged man who started to eventually cut her in on the money they'd make together. It wasn't a pleasant life, there was no luxury in it, but there was continued survival. She had long since stopped thinking about her parents, about what happened to them and who might've been to blame, and frankly she stopped caring about it. Vengeance? For who? Parents she could barely remember? This was her new life, this is who she was.
  
  Or so she thought. At the age of sixteen on just another average night both Valaine and the rugged man broke into another home. It was a dark and dreary place, assumedly abandoned, but there may still be things of worth hiding within. As they searched the home Valaine heard a scream from the rugged man, and so she rushed to him and saw him upon the floor. Stood over him was the dark figure of a woman, blood dripping down her chin. The dark figure smiled when she took notice of Valaine and approached.
  
  She can't recall what happened after that. She awoke somewhere else on Jutrand, somewhere she didn't recognize, and alone. From here on she was left by herself once more, to again pick up the pieces of another shattered life with no explanation for why the things that happened, happened. It didn't take her long to notice the changes within herself, the enhanced strength and speed, the hunger within her, how easily cuts and bruises would heal. The hunger was maddening at first, she didn't know how to sate it and more than once did she almost turn feral. But she continued to survive, she learned that blood staved off the craving within her, and she started to stalk the streets of Jutrand as Sangnir.
  
  Being forced to come to terms with her new form by herself was difficult, and she still did not fully understand her strengths and weaknesses, and maybe she never will.
  
  Some two years later and she had grown relatively accustomed to her nature, but her life of crime was going to throw one more wrench at her. Petty thievery at first, yes, but soon her nature forced her to assault others for their blood, and being as inexperienced as she was this often led to the demise of those she fed on. The body count was growing higher, the reports more frequent, eventually it had to catch up. She had discovered that the taste of blood was generally better the higher in society it came from, and so she started to hunt people of note, the sorts that wouldn't simply be forgotten if they went missing.
  
  Soon enough Valaine found herself captured and imprisoned, waiting to answer for her crimes. But a new path opened up to her. While she was entirely unaware of it throughout most of her life, it was discovered that she had some minor force sensitivity. It was the slimmest potential that she might become useful, and so she was given a choice; spend the rest of her days in prison or have a chance at life in servitude to the Sith Order.
  
  With her desire for survival ever at the front of her mind she was quick to accept, and so she was sent off to an academy and placed into the ranks of the acolytes, to be taught how to become something useful or simply die along the way. Servitude or death.
  
  
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  Valaine by all accounts looks human, albeit very pale. Standing at a relatively short height she is also rather slim and light, which makes her look rather frail and delicate. Her eyes are grey and often appear tired like she had slept poorly for several consecutive days. Her lips are a soft natural pink tone and her face is framed by black straight hair that cascades down her back. Upon much closer scrutiny it would be revealed that she has elongated canines, practically fangs, which would betray the fact that she isn't entirely human. More notably, her ears are pointed at the top and the tips have a tendency to poke out from behind dark locks of hair.
  
  She moves in a manner that could only be referred to as 'exhausted elegance'. While she puts in some effort to compose herself in a graceful light she likewise seems very tired of it, like there was some annoyed hesitance with the way she moved, done in such a fashion that is not unlike someone who for a moment started breathing manually and got annoyed at it. She is soft-spoken but clear in her voice, taking care to speak in a way that is easily understood.
  
  In terms of attire there isn't much to say. She's often just wearing loose fabrics that cover her lithe form, always in shades of gray and black and never adding color to her muted palette. All her clothes typically have some form of hood or cloak however, providing her with even more concealment. The clothes she wears may hide her slim and fragile looking body with some ease.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Alignment: Neutral
  
  Character traits:
  
  • Tired
  • Disinterested
  • Lazy
  • Arrogant
  • Sympathetic
  • Very Gay
  
  

  GOALS:​ Obtain a Lightsaber (that isn't The Ashblade) Become proficient in Makashi Become proficient in Djem So

  DESIRES:​ Power Genuine friendship A certain doctor

  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  Apparel & Cosmetics:
  
  • APPAREL
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  Weapon(s):
  
  • The Ashblade
  
  
  
  
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  Starship(s):
  
  • N/A
  
  Vehicle(s):
  
  • N/A
  Droid(s):
  
  • N/A
  Asset(s):
  
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  DECEPTIVELY STRONG THERMAL SIGHT HEIGHTENED SENSES

  WEAK FORCE ABILITY ARROGANT PYROPHOBIA

  
  

  POWERS​

  Power Proficiency​ Learned From Specialty ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Unknown Mastery ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Unknown Experienced ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Unknown Trained\Initiated ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Unknown - ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ -

  FORCE TECHNIQUES​ Technique Proficiency​ Learned From Telekinesis ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Darth Virelia - ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Unknown LIGHTSABER FORMS​ Form Proficiency​ Learned From FORM I - Shii-cho ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Academy-taught FORM II - Makashi ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Lysander von Ascania FORM III - Soresu ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Unknown FORM IV - Ataru ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Unknown FORM V - Djem So\Shien ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Kaila Irons FORM VI - Niman ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Unknown FORM VII - Juyo ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Unknown FORM - Jar'Kai ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Unknown FORM - Tràkata ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Unknown OTHER​ Skill Proficiency​ Learned From Surgery ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Vakhari Lutris - ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Unknown - ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Unknown - ▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮​ Unknown

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  Master: Darth Virelia - It's better to shut my mouth around her and be a good apprentice, or she'll burn me again...
  
  Allies: Vakhari Lutris - Why do I think she's so CUTE!? I think I'm really messed up...
  
  Reina Daival - What a nice girl, seems a little like me. Really hope I don't have to fight her one day...
  
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[Valaine Valentine]

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