Character
Beera Valtese
NAME: Beera Valtese
FACTION: Sith Empire
RANK: Analyst/Secretary/Aid
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 26
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT: 140 ILBS
EYES: Blue (Red when possessed)
HAIR: Blonde
SKIN: White
FORCE SENSITIVE: NO
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+Skilled analyst and communications expert
+Knows several languages, including Huttese and Wookie
-Low self-esteem
-Has several phobias and allergies
-Loses all control when under full possession
APPEARANCE:
Short blonde hair. Usually dressed in specified Imperial robes befitting her multi-functional duties. Rather busty.
When fully possessed by the Sith spirit of Hrakon Kla, her eyes become red, her demeanor changes, and a dark side aura overtakes her body.
BIOGRAPHY:
While the Valtese name was nothing significant, it meant the world to Beera. Her father, a skilled ace pilot for the Sith's navy, was her hero. When she was little, she dreamt of being up in the skies with him, helping to bring order to the galaxy.
Sadly, for Beera those dreams could never come true. If not for her many physical allergies that developed over the years, then the sheer fact that her father died far too early to properly train her. After flunking flight school-being far too nervous to actually be in the controls-she managed to find work as an analyst for one of the higher-ranking admirals in the Sith's navy. Over the years she learned to keep her head down, never ask unneeded questions, and attended to any and all requests laid out by her superiors. It was the thing that kept her alive where others fell or simply disappeared.
Life went on for Beera like that, until one random day things took a great upheaval. The analyst found herself the host of a Force Ghost belonging to the Sith Lord Hrakon Kla. Frightened by the power that controlled her, Beera had no choice but to obey the being now sharing her body and mind.
Now, it seems, the ghost of Hrakon has further machinations, and Beera has no choice but to obey. Still, it could be worse, right?
SHIP:
NONE
KILLS:
NONE
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
NONE
ROLE-PLAYS:
NAME: Beera Valtese
FACTION: Sith Empire
RANK: Analyst/Secretary/Aid
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 26
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT: 140 ILBS
EYES: Blue (Red when possessed)
HAIR: Blonde
SKIN: White
FORCE SENSITIVE: NO
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+Skilled analyst and communications expert
+Knows several languages, including Huttese and Wookie
-Low self-esteem
-Has several phobias and allergies
-Loses all control when under full possession
APPEARANCE:
Short blonde hair. Usually dressed in specified Imperial robes befitting her multi-functional duties. Rather busty.
When fully possessed by the Sith spirit of Hrakon Kla, her eyes become red, her demeanor changes, and a dark side aura overtakes her body.
BIOGRAPHY:
While the Valtese name was nothing significant, it meant the world to Beera. Her father, a skilled ace pilot for the Sith's navy, was her hero. When she was little, she dreamt of being up in the skies with him, helping to bring order to the galaxy.
Sadly, for Beera those dreams could never come true. If not for her many physical allergies that developed over the years, then the sheer fact that her father died far too early to properly train her. After flunking flight school-being far too nervous to actually be in the controls-she managed to find work as an analyst for one of the higher-ranking admirals in the Sith's navy. Over the years she learned to keep her head down, never ask unneeded questions, and attended to any and all requests laid out by her superiors. It was the thing that kept her alive where others fell or simply disappeared.
Life went on for Beera like that, until one random day things took a great upheaval. The analyst found herself the host of a Force Ghost belonging to the Sith Lord Hrakon Kla. Frightened by the power that controlled her, Beera had no choice but to obey the being now sharing her body and mind.
Now, it seems, the ghost of Hrakon has further machinations, and Beera has no choice but to obey. Still, it could be worse, right?
SHIP:
NONE
KILLS:
NONE
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
NONE
ROLE-PLAYS: