Yidhra
Mars Tsosûtiyakûtiyuska
NAME: Lady Yidhra Dottash
FACTION: Unaffiliated
RANK: Sorceress
SPECIES: Sith Pureblood
AGE: Young adult
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: Average
WEIGHT: Bony
EYES: Yellow
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Red
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
[+] What Sorcery is This? Yidhra has a natural talent for the obscure and tainted art of Sith Magic and Alchemy.
[+] She’s Frakking Mental, Man: Going hand-in-hand with her proclivity for the Dark Side, Yidhra is unusually skilled and resilient when it comes to the battles of the mind.
[~] Mind of a Bookworm, Mouth of a Sailor; Despite her extensive studies and comprehensive education, Yidhra eschews High Sith for its lowest vulgarities any chance she gets.
[–] Put That Down Before You Hurt Yourself: Yidhra has a natural talent for handling any weapon-shaped object absolutely atrociously. It’s sad.
[–] Lame Leg: She’d win the Olympics in limping, if there were such a discipline. Her right leg has been a little shorter since birth, a problem only exacerbated through puberty and into adulthood.
APPEARANCE
Yidhra’s your usual Sith Pureblood, except for the ribs that sometimes poke out inconveniently. And the bony protrusions that tend to be even more obvious than usual for her species. Her skin is a washed-out shade of red, like that nice cocktail dress you had but used the wrong detergent for. Shame. The bland hue is pronounced somewhat by the black tattoos that span her body, making a mockery of her skeletal structure in erratic, sharp patterns.
Her eyes are more amber than yellow, but they could also be called orange. Or fiery, even, if you’re feeling poetic— the color is irrelevant anyway, it’s about the look. Her gaze is that which lurks in the high grass of some equatorial steppe, waiting for something young and tender to wobble by.
BIOGRAPHY
Born and bred on Athiss. Raised by two accomplished pretenders at ancient Kissai glory who thought themselves better even than the rest of the red-skinned populace of the world. Together with her two brothers and sister, Yidhra was subjected to a rigorous and merciless regime of training even before she managed to stumble out of the cradle. Mocked by her older brother for her physical shortcomings, Yidhra discovered the exhilaration of a well-planned revenge very early in her life. Her brother, on the other hand, discovered her exhilarating lack of shortcomings when it came to imaginative torture.
With adulthood came responsibilities (such as murdering her remaining siblings), but also her own ambitions. Yidhra recognized the potential behind Vrak’s movement when it was still but a nascent idea, and joined for her own selfish reasons, like any self-respecting Sith.
These days, Yidhra dwells in her ancestral family fortress – Asijisis diâ Miara, Ari ant Ansi – in the Athiss mountains, happy to conduct her experiments with few distractions.
EQUIPMENT
Ananotia
Sosûtiyizatsa
Nars’ursjontû
CREATIONS
Sheoggoth
Zûtadasi
Nairidira
Wisa-ziji tzihra
Wira Siqsa
Orenkamen
Kûtsayakir
Shasonija ra
SHIP
Udraitor
WORKSHOP
Arma’ratswasanttû
ROLE-PLAYS
FACTION: Unaffiliated
RANK: Sorceress
SPECIES: Sith Pureblood
AGE: Young adult
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: Average
WEIGHT: Bony
EYES: Yellow
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Red
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
[+] What Sorcery is This? Yidhra has a natural talent for the obscure and tainted art of Sith Magic and Alchemy.
[+] She’s Frakking Mental, Man: Going hand-in-hand with her proclivity for the Dark Side, Yidhra is unusually skilled and resilient when it comes to the battles of the mind.
[~] Mind of a Bookworm, Mouth of a Sailor; Despite her extensive studies and comprehensive education, Yidhra eschews High Sith for its lowest vulgarities any chance she gets.
[–] Put That Down Before You Hurt Yourself: Yidhra has a natural talent for handling any weapon-shaped object absolutely atrociously. It’s sad.
[–] Lame Leg: She’d win the Olympics in limping, if there were such a discipline. Her right leg has been a little shorter since birth, a problem only exacerbated through puberty and into adulthood.
APPEARANCE
Yidhra’s your usual Sith Pureblood, except for the ribs that sometimes poke out inconveniently. And the bony protrusions that tend to be even more obvious than usual for her species. Her skin is a washed-out shade of red, like that nice cocktail dress you had but used the wrong detergent for. Shame. The bland hue is pronounced somewhat by the black tattoos that span her body, making a mockery of her skeletal structure in erratic, sharp patterns.
Her eyes are more amber than yellow, but they could also be called orange. Or fiery, even, if you’re feeling poetic— the color is irrelevant anyway, it’s about the look. Her gaze is that which lurks in the high grass of some equatorial steppe, waiting for something young and tender to wobble by.
BIOGRAPHY
Born and bred on Athiss. Raised by two accomplished pretenders at ancient Kissai glory who thought themselves better even than the rest of the red-skinned populace of the world. Together with her two brothers and sister, Yidhra was subjected to a rigorous and merciless regime of training even before she managed to stumble out of the cradle. Mocked by her older brother for her physical shortcomings, Yidhra discovered the exhilaration of a well-planned revenge very early in her life. Her brother, on the other hand, discovered her exhilarating lack of shortcomings when it came to imaginative torture.
With adulthood came responsibilities (such as murdering her remaining siblings), but also her own ambitions. Yidhra recognized the potential behind Vrak’s movement when it was still but a nascent idea, and joined for her own selfish reasons, like any self-respecting Sith.
These days, Yidhra dwells in her ancestral family fortress – Asijisis diâ Miara, Ari ant Ansi – in the Athiss mountains, happy to conduct her experiments with few distractions.
EQUIPMENT
Ananotia
Sosûtiyizatsa
Nars’ursjontû
CREATIONS
Sheoggoth
Zûtadasi
Nairidira
Wisa-ziji tzihra
Wira Siqsa
Orenkamen
Kûtsayakir
Shasonija ra
SHIP
Udraitor
WORKSHOP
Arma’ratswasanttû
ROLE-PLAYS
- Those Like Us
- That Which Was Forgotten
- Confinement
- From the Ashes
- The Call
- The Riches of our Ancestor
- A Return Home Dominion of Korriban Hex
- Past & Future Dominion of Yavin IV & Gromas
- From Here to There
- The Return Invasion of Dromund Kaas
- Survival
- Seizure of Power
- The Hand That Mocked Them Skirmish on Malachor IV
- Bashing Royalty Invasion of Serenno Hex
- Those Left Behind
- Dethronement Dominion of Serenno
- Incision
- Purity Personified
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