Zena Tarro
Character


[background=transparent]NAME: Zena Tarro[/background]
[background=transparent]FACTION: Sith Empire[/background]
[background=transparent]RANK: Acolyte[/background]
[background=transparent]SPECIES: Humanoid[/background]
[background=transparent]AGE: Early 20's[/background]
[background=transparent]GENDER: Female[/background]
[background=transparent]HEIGHT: 168 cm[/background]
[background=transparent]WEIGHT: 61.6 kg[/background]
[background=transparent]HAIR COLOR: Varies[/background]
[background=transparent]EYE COLOR: Blue-green[/background]
[background=transparent]SKIN COLOR: Ivory[/background]
[background=transparent]FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes[/background]
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[background=transparent]STRENGTHS:[/background]
[background=transparent]Patient[/background]
[background=transparent]Introspective[/background]
[background=transparent]Strong-willed[/background]
[background=transparent]Process-oriented[/background]
[background=transparent]Methodical[/background]
[background=transparent]WEAKNESSES:[/background]
[background=transparent]Paranoid[/background]
[background=transparent]Private[/background]
[background=transparent]"High-minded" idealist[/background]
[background=transparent]Self-doubting[/background]
[background=transparent]Physically unimposing[/background]
[background=transparent]APPEARANCE:[/background]
[background=transparent]Zena is of moderate height and build, with nothing especially standing out about her physical appearance. Very few, if any, know of Zena's true appearance. She takes great care to cover the entirety of her body, from her face to very often the skin of her hands. As she covers her eyes for a majority of the time, she often uses the force to sense and navigate her surroundings. She favors black loose-flowing garments, both to hide her figure and her movements. Over everything she usually throws a heavy cloak. Although she usually covers everything, she frequently dyes her hair different colors and wears colored droptacs.[/background]
[background=transparent]BIOGRAPHY:[/background]
[background=transparent]Zena was born into slavery on the backwater agriworld Shawti, on the outer rim. There isn't anything exceptional to tell about her early life, except that she had an older sibling, Mithridate. Their mother secretly taught them to read, write, and do basic arithmetic over a span of years. Otherwise, they didn't receive a formal education during their childhood. [/background]
[background=transparent]When Zena was eleven, she was permanently separated from Mithridate and auctioned off to a new owner. Although bought for her "fair looks" as one called it, she was forced into domestic service for a period of about two years. Then again she was sold to a wealthy landowner on a large plantation, as something between a house slave and an...entertainer. His name was Darrion, a moderately-talented Sith who posed as a reclusive but successful businessman. Her life there was what one could call a "gilded prison," where she always had the finest foods, the most expensive clothing, and a plush interior of silk couches and crystal chandeliers. Yet the heavy bronze collar still rested around her neck, and what happened to her body and future was never her decision. While Darrion's visits were infrequent, the slaves and house staff lived in fear of unexpected drop-ins. He possessed a terrible temper, throwing things and being verbally abusive when displeased. On occasion he would take advantage of female slaves. Zena was most certainly not immune.[/background]
[background=transparent]As Zena physically matured, she eventually became one of Darrion's favorites. This highly uncomfortable position lasted for a few years, during which she was intelligent enough to use to her advantage as they spent time together on his request. Biding her time, she carefully created a plant that would ensure her eventual freedom. [/background]
[background=transparent]Darrion sensed Zena’s latent Force abilities as a result of their increased time together. After some consideration, he promised to train her and explain the significance of her powers. For Zena, she’d rather die and go to the seven Corellian Hells if it were not for her confidence that she would one day be free. He taught her small party tricks, such as how to levitate small objects, how to see through the Force, and how to create a spark to light his cigarra with the tip of her finger. It never crossed his mind to send her to the Sith, as she was merely a slave--a beloved and beautiful pet, but still a slave incapable of possessing the required intelligence and power to be a true threat. [/background]
[background=transparent]After several months of ongoing negotiation and collaboration with other staff and slaves, she enacted her plan. Kitchen staff loyal to her plan doused Darrion's food with syntox, a traceless and fast-acting poison that paralyzed its victims. As he sat gasping for air, unable to move his helpless body, Zena stabbed him in a fit of rage. Quickly leaving the dining room, she and a small number of her other accomplices fled to a waiting on the premises. The entire mansion was beginning to go up in flames, or some wings outright exploding, from the explosives that had been carefully planted into key structural points in the previous hours. After the group left the planet and set the navicomp, they went into hyperspace, en-route to Sith space. [/background]
[background=transparent]SHIP: Generic shuttle with hyperspace capabilities. Gets her from point A to B but has almost no combat capabilities. Absolutely ungraceful to maneuver. [/background]
[background=transparent]GEAR: Lightsaber Pike
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