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AURELIA
Personal Information
NAME: Aurelia
SPECIES: Lorrdian
HEIGHT: 1.7018 m [5’7”]
WEIGHT: 62.14 kg [137 lbs]
EYES: Grey
HAIR: Fiery Red
COMPLEXION: Caucasian
AGE: 16 GSY
FACTION: The Confederacy of Independent Systems
RANK: ---
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes, unbeknownst to her
Strengths & Weaknesses
[ + ]Guided Passion - Aurelia has a sole purpose in her life. That purpose is to simply please her Lord and carry out his will. She will do anything to fulfill this lot in life, nothing shall stand in her way once she is given a task.
[ + ]Strong In The Force, You Are - She is extremely Force sensitive, though she may not know it herself. Perhaps that is one reason why she may amuse those around her every now and then. Ignorance is bliss, after all.
[ - ]Submissive - Young Aurelia is submissive by nature, somewhat content to please and act complacent. She has hardly ever been known to stand up own her own.
[ - ]Resolve - Despite her submissive persona, Aurelia is determined to rise above what she is currently. Small things of uncharacteristic willpower or even defiance sneak their way to the surface at the worst of times. While her resolve is slowly diminishing, she is adamant that her struggle will not die in vain.
Diary Of Aurelia
Entry 27
I’m not sure what this feeling is. There are days where I am entirely content to serve Him, as it should be. But, then there are the days that I wish to rebel against the very hand and will that have guided me for as long as I can even remember.
It’s the little things that He may or may not notice that signal my mounting courage.
A glint in my eye that oozes defiance instead of hushed obedience even as I bow my head and whisper those two words that bring so much excitement every time I utter them.
Of course.
For whatever reason, those two small words bring more satisfaction than anything else that I’ve had the pleasure of experiencing up until this point.
But, being in the same room as Him, the same room as [member="Darth Metus"], is intoxicating. Is it the authority that leaks from his very presence? Is it the power that he’s been able to obtain that calls to me? A power which I myself have almost given up hope that I could ever gain.
It’s odd, this feeling. This want I have secretly locked away inside of myself.
But, I have to go. They're calling for me.
I never have long to write in too much detail, I don’t have the luxury of having “me” time.
Why should I when my only aspiration is to help Him?
