The Spacepiress of Chaos
3,680 BBY
Pantha
Elder Sanguinius Vampirika - Epicanthix Hybrid
Female
1.9 meters
79.3 kilograms
Golden-Yellow Eyes
Black Hair
Alabaster Skin
Force Dead
Confederacy of Independent Systems
High Marshal of the Capital Armada
Shorter than the average Epicanthix, she still towers over many others whom she has come across. Her height often coupled with her cold demeanor and stare has proven to keep others from harassing her or even thinking of lifting a hand against her. She pulls back the veil of the world; seeing it through a pair of nearly luminescent yellow eyes. While those hues alone stand out, she furthers their appearance through the utilization of dark cosmetics. Blacks and deep blue tones shown her eyes as if they are stars blinking upon the darkened void of space. Though beyond a pale lipstick she uses little in the form of cosmetics. She was lucky enough to have been graced with beauty from birth; a fact that she has accepted and often flaunts.
Those few though that take a moment to look closer upon the features of the woman will begin to reveal secrets of their own. Unlike many others of her kind, she finds it uncomfortable to keep her teeth hidden, rather she keeps her canines exposed. Piercing yellow eyes also further reveal that she is not what she appears upon the outside, though many are too often looking elsewhere beyond focusing upon her slight features. Thus even with bits showing, she still manages to hide her vampiric heritage from those around her.
While much of her face is unmarred, as she was always careful to ensure that was left unscathed; the same is not said for her form. Scars otherwise mar her alabaster skin, and while many others would be ashamed or even desire to find a means to remove them, for her they are all a tale - a mark of which to be proud. The most noticeable is that which was also the closest to ending her life; the scar running from the upper right hip and terminating just below her left breast.
In terms of clothing she has often come to prefer the close comfort and caress of her full body-glove; though upon this is often worn a set of armor which she has become accustomed to wearing at all times. In those instances when a gown is often deemed necessary - as armor would be seen as a cause for concern - she drapes herself in clothing that would be just as at home in a Zeltron's closet. The colors of which range in a small variety of her favorite colors, mainly purples, blacks and reds.
Cold and enduring; as a rock that has weathered storm after storm and yet in all that time the cracks, if there have been any, have never shown. Her life is one that should have been different, she should have not found herself upon the road she was forced to travel. Yet her mind has become honed to the point that she now believes there hath been no other road for her to travel. No matter had her life been different, she knows that she would always go down the path which she has found herself.
There is no room in her heart for anything more than contempt and coldness. Those whom seek to come closer find themselves rebuked and shunned. Those whom attempt to see themselves beyond anything more than a friend or associate are left wondering what had just happened and why they are missing a hand. Those few whom she permits to come that close to her are of her own whim and even then they do not often last by her side for more than a night.
Her own actions of keeping others away are a result of that which she has witnessed. Her parents bankrupting themselves to flee the reign of a tyrannical despot that sits upon the throne of Pantha. Her sister, so naive in her abilities as one night she lashed out in a nightmare - slaughtering all before Amelia herself put her down like a rabid dog.
There is always a moment when one's own mind is no longer capable of handling the woes of the galaxy at large. With so many missteps and mistakes made, she's closed herself off to many that she had once seen as friends - and in many ways - has come to the realization that perhaps she has no place in the galaxy; nor will she have what many consider a 'home' among the stars. Of all those that she held close at one point, there's only one - her daughter Imperia - whom she still looks upon and treats as any dotting and worried mother would.
Rather she's come to the conclusion that she must shed all that she once held close in order to ensure that there is nothing to be used against her in the future. Those that still follow her do so out of their own reasons - and even they understand that the past few years has caused the woman to further close herself off; effectively loosing any kind of progress she once had in opening herself to others.
Born of two worlds, inheriting traits of both her mother and father, and ultimately it was those traits that permitted her to survive for as long as she has. Her Vampiric Heritage; passed down from her mother's side granted her heightened senses (increasing her depth perception, sense of smell, hearing, and providing her with natural night vision). This heritage also manifested in enhanced physical strength, speed, agility, and reflexes. Much like those of her kind, she also posses increased endurance and durability, permitting her to accomplish feats on par to a Force User who is aided by the Force.
Additional inheritance of her vampiric heritage is the acquisition of accelerated healing, permitting her to recover from many wounds that would otherwise be described as grievous. This healing can further be enhanced provided that she feed from an individual, which she often restrains from doing due to the resulting death of the individual that occurs (she has however found no problem feeding upon force users).
Like many other species and certain oceanic species, she is essentially biologically immortal, showing no signs of aging or from the effects of toxins, disease or pathogens that other species succumb. However she is not to say, 'immortal', as excessive physical damage or mortal wounds can be fatal; resulting in death.
An oddity of her strain, the culmination of various factors, has resulting in the development of a unique capability that she refers to as 'blood memories'. This capability permits her to focus her accounts and actions, the sum of her life into a cohesive and comprehensive timeline which then can be passed onto others through the ingestion of her blood. Likewise, she is capable of forcefully recovering information from other individuals by ingesting their blood, though this often results in a chaotic and often misplaced sense of time.
Thus we come to the inheritance of her father, the male that fell for the woman that was her mother. From him she was granted the natural immunity that all Epicanthix are born with; an immunity from force assisted mental tricks, including influence, domination and mind reading.
Another gift bestowed upon her by her father's side; was that of being born Force Dead, and much like the Vong themselves, she is incapable of being sensed through the Force.
For all her strengths, there are just as many weaknesses that have been present since birth, or that have developed over the years of her existence. Of all, the most prominent is the highly aggressive and acute form of photo-sensitivity that her kind share; the result of which is an allergy to ultraviolet radiation, causing her great pain when exposed to sunlight which manifests in burns and blistering upon the skin (she does not burst into flames as some fictional tales recount). Likewise, she finds it extremely discomforting to look into indirect sunlight as it strains her eyes. This can be overcome with the proper protective measures, specialized armors and equipment to prevent ultraviolet radiation from being absorbed, though the most common preventative measure is relegating all activities to night. Prolonged exposure to ultraviolet radiation effectively negates her healing capabilities, requiring medical attention.
Many species are what can be described as hemovoric, or as having a hemovore diet, resulting in the need to feed upon the blood of an individual. This is likewise a required need; and though she is capable of suppressing the need, she finds it difficult to do so for extended periods.
It is this hunger that can at times cause her to lock herself away from others, or to ensure that there is a 'sacrificial' individual near to prevent her from what could be described as 'turning feral'. Most times she ensures that her hunger is sated by devouring those that she defeats in combat, primarily force users.
While most activity is relegated to the hours between twilight and dawn, or the general activities aboard a vessel in the void of space; what little sleep she does manage to garner is often interrupted. For even her, at one time had a family, and that sleep is interrupted by the constant night terrors of an event she relives; the destruction of her sister by her own hands. This has resulted (even with her capabilities), in general fatigue and loss of sleep, though the primary affliction this has caused is a lack of connection. She can not, as many can, form lasting bonds (also resulting from her continued biological immortality).
Though she is capable of imparting her gift upon others, it is an occurrence that happens rarely due in part to those that agree often dying with an hour of being bitten. There are only very few individuals who are capable of surviving the process, and she's not met any whom are capable.
Strangely enough she has developed an allergic reaction to silver. While many 'silver allergies' are in fact nickle allergies (from the process of silver plated jewelry), hers is definitively a silver allergy. Much like the allergic reaction to ultraviolet radiation, prolonged exposure to silver upon unprotected flesh results in irritation, rashes, or burns depending on the exact amount of time that has passed. However these injuries are not as easily healed, requiring immediate medical attention (if treatment is not administered, this can leave to Silver Poisoning and ultimately death).
The rage of a mother is a terrible thing to witness, though in the case of Amelia it is one that is unleashed upon others. If she was to see Imperia become injured, be it something minor like a cut, or a major wound; her rage would claim her senses. Tearing into the enemy, she would focus upon the singular act of reaching Imperia just to protect her little girl from further harm. Even ignoring any injuries she would take in the process.
While she is highly resistant to a variety of toxins and poisons, there is one that has a great effect upon her, be it ingested or introduce to her blood stream. While Nightshade is highly lethal to a lesser individual of her species; it causes paralysis in Amelia, with higher doses extending that paralysis. Additionally, an oddity of her species is how Spice (any variant) would affect her. If she is introduced to it, it effectively shuts off her healing capabilities for a few hours. Prolonged exposure to Spice would effectively shut off her healing capabilities until it were flushed from her system.
