Fluffy-Kat
Your future Supreme Overlord :3 <3
"Most people say my name as one word: Shivara, thats fine too."
Age: 27
Species: Human
Alliance: Former Jedi
Rank: N/A
Appearance details: About 5'4 with a slender, statuesque frame. She has long, black hair thats usually kept braided, with stubborn, free-flowing strands surrounding a soft, youthful face. As far as femme physique, Shiva-Ra isnt outstandingly voluptuous, but still carries a woman's curves with her bust, waist, and hips. She (preferably) dresses modestly (with her Jedi upbringing and all) but does as shes told, even if the choice of her outfit has already been made for her.
Dark lashes accent her green eyes and pop against her lightly sun-kissed skin. She wears no make up, has no body alterations (i.e. jewelry, etc.) And has some (but small) scars scattered along her body from training injuries as a child. Nothing major.
She carries herself as gracefully as she can, and can typically be seen trying to keep a calm a face during any situation as she struggles to stick to her Jedi teachings and prevent her emotions from taking hold. Even her walk is willowy and prim, with each step planned and precise.
Shiva-ra holds unique head-turning traits. Most males wouldnt think twice about looking at a woman with a body that could stop a truck but seeing as how her frame isnt anything exceptional and just pleasantly ordinary, its her heavenly beauty that encaptures most. Shivara has a certain level of radiance that exudes from her. Whether she is unaware of it or chooses not to entertain vanity (most likely both) it hardly goes unnoticed by others.
Gender: Female
Expertise:
Shiva is very sensitive to the Force. Like her former Jedi Master, she she relies on the Force as a 6th sense. Her Master saw it in her and took her under his wing to help her grow more attuned with the Force and what it has to offer internally.
(Not including its physical attributes, of course she learned the basic "pull/lift/push" with the force but other than that... she struggled)
Through hours of meditation and self exploration, the Force has kept her grounded and focused as a Jedi....
So far...
Equipment: She doesnt carry much, infact doesnt really carry anything at all. She does still have her lightsaber (its a miracle she does) but is only allowed to use it when her master permits it and under his supervision.
Abilities/Talents:
-Good pilot
-Adequate saber skills
-Very in-tune with the Force
-Resilient against harsh living conditions (i.e. weather)
Weaknesses:
-Conflict with her emotions
-Talking about her past as a Jedi
-Lightsaber combat techniques against multiple opponents (shes not helpless and can defend herself, she knows the basic stances and techniques but she needed more time to train, and even became a little rusty during her time as a slave)
-Mentions of her Jedi Master (very sensitive subject)
History:
Like most Jedi in the making, Shiva'ra's journey to Jedi-hood began at a very young age. The young human girl was visited in her humble home on Tatooine by a pair of strange men in their earthy brown robes. Her large doe eyes took note of the metal hilts attached to their hips. The strange men spoke to her parents for what felt like hours. They used words and terminology she didnt understand, like "Jedi", "midichlorians", and something called "the Force". For a small child, the memory should be distant, but Shiva-Ra remembers it all too well. That was the day her parents had let go of their only child to ensure her future. It was an honor to have their daughter admitted into the Jedi teachings, but it was bitter-sweet as the price for such a future was never seeing their daughter again. Shiva-Ra grew up with out knowing her family, or even remembering what they look like (ther perks of being taken so young) so detattachment came very easy, and it allowed her to focus on the long road ahead.
Shiva-Ra, after becoming an initiate, went through the first set of initiate trails to become a padawan, only to be selected by a Jedi Knight almost imediately for one-on-one training. She has learned the basics about the Force and using a saber, but now it was time to apply those teachings and shadow a real Jedi first hand. His name was Sarlak Rahool...
The first missions were hard. Her young training had helped her immensely with physical conflict, but her mental and emotional teachings were tested. Thing were much different in the real world and Shiva-Ra learned on the way. But as a fresh padawan, she couldnt help but wonder why Sarlak had chosen her as his student. "Im so clumsy, and sometimes I forget to let go of my feelings."
When ever Shiva would doubt herself, her master would put a hand on her shoulder and bent over to her level so that they were eye to eye, "Shivara, you are too hard on yourself. Dont forget every great Master was in your place once. Have faith in the Force, it will guide you, and I will help."
Years had passed, mission after mission, training when ever she could with her Master or others, seeking advice, and learning to have a harmonious relationship with the Force. Of course she still had so much to learn, but Shiva-Ra was on her way to mastering the art of dettachment. Feelings, worldy materials, emotions, they were all distractions and she tried her best to treat them as such. Her skills, too, had matured noticeably, she had grown out of the clumsiness she was so worried she would never overcome. She was focused and took her profession seriously, however behind the scenes with just her master alone, she displayed signs of kept youth. Making jokes, having sarcasm, and having friendly competitions with Sarlak.
After a few months Sarlak had passed his own trials and joined the rank of Master. He wasted no time in convincing the Council that Shiva-ra was ready to be a Jedi Knight.
Fastfowarding through it all, Shiva-Ra passed at the ripe age of 21 with flying colors, and made Sarlak extremely proud. She gained a few scars from the Trail of Flesh but was relieved to come out with her body intact. The Trial of Spirit, however almost costed her a passing grade. Once completed, Shiva was a little shaken up. She had seen things about herself that she had forgotten and refused to speak about it when her Master asked how she was holding up. Needless to say it was an eye opening experience.
Shiva-Ra was a knight now, and both her and her Master held a lot more responsibility than before. Their missions grew tougher and their skills were tested further but nevertheless they performed above and beyond to succeed. They were a good match for student and teacher, in sync and feeding off the other's energy. Things were good.
But their relationship was cut short.
(Im just gonna skip the fluff and get this done, I can elaborate in le rp)
During their final mission together, Shiva-Ra and her master were seperated. Her master outnumbered, and she outskilled. Both were ambushed, Sarlak was killed and Shiva felt it through the force. It was the first time she felt sadness and anger in a very long time. She worked hard to forget those emotions but her heart sunk to her stomach and was fueled by revenge. She struggled to defeat her opponent to get to her master, but lost in her emotions she was unable to sense a sneak attack and was stunned into unconsciousness.
Instead of being killed, Shiva-Ra was forced into slavery. For 3 years shes lived her life as a servant. Traded and sold every few months due to her sharp tongue and tendency to escape. She never got very far when ever she managed to break herself free, and was always caught again. For some reason those that owned her lived in very barren, simple lands with little places to hide.
(Skipping more stuffff making this real short)
A few months ago, Shiva was sold to a very....interesting buyer. Goes by the name Darth Nar'ah. Of course she protested, but what choice did she have.
And thats where we are k thanks, the end.
Extras:
Ill come up with something
Age: 27
Species: Human
Alliance: Former Jedi
Rank: N/A
Appearance details: About 5'4 with a slender, statuesque frame. She has long, black hair thats usually kept braided, with stubborn, free-flowing strands surrounding a soft, youthful face. As far as femme physique, Shiva-Ra isnt outstandingly voluptuous, but still carries a woman's curves with her bust, waist, and hips. She (preferably) dresses modestly (with her Jedi upbringing and all) but does as shes told, even if the choice of her outfit has already been made for her.
Dark lashes accent her green eyes and pop against her lightly sun-kissed skin. She wears no make up, has no body alterations (i.e. jewelry, etc.) And has some (but small) scars scattered along her body from training injuries as a child. Nothing major.
She carries herself as gracefully as she can, and can typically be seen trying to keep a calm a face during any situation as she struggles to stick to her Jedi teachings and prevent her emotions from taking hold. Even her walk is willowy and prim, with each step planned and precise.
Shiva-ra holds unique head-turning traits. Most males wouldnt think twice about looking at a woman with a body that could stop a truck but seeing as how her frame isnt anything exceptional and just pleasantly ordinary, its her heavenly beauty that encaptures most. Shivara has a certain level of radiance that exudes from her. Whether she is unaware of it or chooses not to entertain vanity (most likely both) it hardly goes unnoticed by others.
Gender: Female
Expertise:
Shiva is very sensitive to the Force. Like her former Jedi Master, she she relies on the Force as a 6th sense. Her Master saw it in her and took her under his wing to help her grow more attuned with the Force and what it has to offer internally.
(Not including its physical attributes, of course she learned the basic "pull/lift/push" with the force but other than that... she struggled)
Through hours of meditation and self exploration, the Force has kept her grounded and focused as a Jedi....
So far...
Equipment: She doesnt carry much, infact doesnt really carry anything at all. She does still have her lightsaber (its a miracle she does) but is only allowed to use it when her master permits it and under his supervision.
Abilities/Talents:
-Good pilot
-Adequate saber skills
-Very in-tune with the Force
-Resilient against harsh living conditions (i.e. weather)
Weaknesses:
-Conflict with her emotions
-Talking about her past as a Jedi
-Lightsaber combat techniques against multiple opponents (shes not helpless and can defend herself, she knows the basic stances and techniques but she needed more time to train, and even became a little rusty during her time as a slave)
-Mentions of her Jedi Master (very sensitive subject)
History:
Like most Jedi in the making, Shiva'ra's journey to Jedi-hood began at a very young age. The young human girl was visited in her humble home on Tatooine by a pair of strange men in their earthy brown robes. Her large doe eyes took note of the metal hilts attached to their hips. The strange men spoke to her parents for what felt like hours. They used words and terminology she didnt understand, like "Jedi", "midichlorians", and something called "the Force". For a small child, the memory should be distant, but Shiva-Ra remembers it all too well. That was the day her parents had let go of their only child to ensure her future. It was an honor to have their daughter admitted into the Jedi teachings, but it was bitter-sweet as the price for such a future was never seeing their daughter again. Shiva-Ra grew up with out knowing her family, or even remembering what they look like (ther perks of being taken so young) so detattachment came very easy, and it allowed her to focus on the long road ahead.
Shiva-Ra, after becoming an initiate, went through the first set of initiate trails to become a padawan, only to be selected by a Jedi Knight almost imediately for one-on-one training. She has learned the basics about the Force and using a saber, but now it was time to apply those teachings and shadow a real Jedi first hand. His name was Sarlak Rahool...
The first missions were hard. Her young training had helped her immensely with physical conflict, but her mental and emotional teachings were tested. Thing were much different in the real world and Shiva-Ra learned on the way. But as a fresh padawan, she couldnt help but wonder why Sarlak had chosen her as his student. "Im so clumsy, and sometimes I forget to let go of my feelings."
When ever Shiva would doubt herself, her master would put a hand on her shoulder and bent over to her level so that they were eye to eye, "Shivara, you are too hard on yourself. Dont forget every great Master was in your place once. Have faith in the Force, it will guide you, and I will help."
Years had passed, mission after mission, training when ever she could with her Master or others, seeking advice, and learning to have a harmonious relationship with the Force. Of course she still had so much to learn, but Shiva-Ra was on her way to mastering the art of dettachment. Feelings, worldy materials, emotions, they were all distractions and she tried her best to treat them as such. Her skills, too, had matured noticeably, she had grown out of the clumsiness she was so worried she would never overcome. She was focused and took her profession seriously, however behind the scenes with just her master alone, she displayed signs of kept youth. Making jokes, having sarcasm, and having friendly competitions with Sarlak.
After a few months Sarlak had passed his own trials and joined the rank of Master. He wasted no time in convincing the Council that Shiva-ra was ready to be a Jedi Knight.
Fastfowarding through it all, Shiva-Ra passed at the ripe age of 21 with flying colors, and made Sarlak extremely proud. She gained a few scars from the Trail of Flesh but was relieved to come out with her body intact. The Trial of Spirit, however almost costed her a passing grade. Once completed, Shiva was a little shaken up. She had seen things about herself that she had forgotten and refused to speak about it when her Master asked how she was holding up. Needless to say it was an eye opening experience.
Shiva-Ra was a knight now, and both her and her Master held a lot more responsibility than before. Their missions grew tougher and their skills were tested further but nevertheless they performed above and beyond to succeed. They were a good match for student and teacher, in sync and feeding off the other's energy. Things were good.
But their relationship was cut short.
(Im just gonna skip the fluff and get this done, I can elaborate in le rp)
During their final mission together, Shiva-Ra and her master were seperated. Her master outnumbered, and she outskilled. Both were ambushed, Sarlak was killed and Shiva felt it through the force. It was the first time she felt sadness and anger in a very long time. She worked hard to forget those emotions but her heart sunk to her stomach and was fueled by revenge. She struggled to defeat her opponent to get to her master, but lost in her emotions she was unable to sense a sneak attack and was stunned into unconsciousness.
Instead of being killed, Shiva-Ra was forced into slavery. For 3 years shes lived her life as a servant. Traded and sold every few months due to her sharp tongue and tendency to escape. She never got very far when ever she managed to break herself free, and was always caught again. For some reason those that owned her lived in very barren, simple lands with little places to hide.
(Skipping more stuffff making this real short)
A few months ago, Shiva was sold to a very....interesting buyer. Goes by the name Darth Nar'ah. Of course she protested, but what choice did she have.
And thats where we are k thanks, the end.
Extras:
Ill come up with something
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