Daesha Sivron
The Slavemaster Queen
The Slavemaster Queen, The Whip
NAME: Daesha Sivron
FACTION: Hutt Space Consortium
RANK: Enforcer/slave trainer
SPECIES: Twi'lek
AGE: 30
SEX: Female (cisgendered)
HEIGHT: 5'8"
WEIGHT: Average
EYES: Brown
HAIR: N/A
SKIN: Rosy-orange
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+Master of Manipulation
+Smooth-talker
+
-
-
-
APPEARANCE:
Describe your character's physical appearance. While your avatar should represent your character's appearance, there might be some things not apparent in it for use in role-playing. Height, weight, eye color, hair color, and skin color may also be listed here.
BIOGRAPHY:
Daesh’asivron, also known as Daesha Sivron, was born on Ryloth in a delicate situation. While her father was a politician on the planet by caste and leader of their settlement, her mother had been born to the artist caste. This was met with mixed reception by fellow Twi’leks, but for the first few years of Daesha’s life, there was peace. Especially after the birth of a younger brother, Mazer.
It was hardly a question of which parent Daesha would take after. From the moment she began to speak Ryl, the girl was prepared for the birthright of the Head of Family she was sure to inherit someday. Due to her gender, she was out of the running for the Twi’lek Clan Council, though. That was the destiny her brother would be groomed for.
Fate, however, had other plans for the first-born Sivron. Even with the lack of eligibility for higher leadership on Ryloth, it was clear that her father loved Daesha very much, often putting more of his effort into her over her brother. Mazer, over time, grew jealous of his sister. Thus, a plan was hatched to get her out of the way and snatch sole control over the Sivron Clan from her.
It wasn’t hard, all things considered. Despite centuries of history, progression as a society, and outside influence, many were unsure about a female Twi’lek as a settlement leader. Thus, it was easy to frame her for the crime of her father’s murder. Even if evidence was sloppy at best, plenty were quick to call for Daesha’s disgrace and exile. Only fifteen, she ended up sold as a slave to the Hutts.
From there, nothing of her past mattered. Daesha was in shock, having plummeted in status overnight. Vorpuu the Hutt, a lesser Hutt, ended up taking custody of the new Twi’lek slave, who was considered little more than dime-a-dozen to most. He’d been in need of a new assistant and took interest in her background. After all, it was hard to get someone good at management and politics in the underworld.
At first disgusted by the criminal empire of the Hutts, Daesha eventually accepted her new reality. It was clear that her position was fragile, as Vorpuu could simply buy what he wanted or needed. At the same time, she also knew that she was a step above most slaves. Between favoritism from the Hutt and her past, Daesha began to foster a sense of superiority over other Twi’leks-- and an intense dislike, bordering on hatred.
By the time she was twenty, Daesha cozied up to Vorpuu and had worked to make herself seem irreplaceable. Never again would she face betrayal if she could stop it. Simultaneously, Daesha elevated her status from mere slave to more of an ‘employee,’ of sorts. She did much of her work in management, but her real skill came in the disciplining of new or misbehaving slaves. It was apparent to any doubters of her loyalty to Vorpuu that, if nothing else, she’d keep others in line.
At twenty-two, she was officially freed out of sentimentality and expectation to continue service with the new Syndicate Collaborative. While the difference was merely that she wasn’t lumped in with the slaves and would receive compensation, Daesha now had the ability to climb. Now hardened by crime, the young woman leapt at the opportunity to amass fortune and infamy.
Seven years later, Daesha sits pretty as merely an enforcer, but as many in the crime world know, what’s on paper is only a suggestion. Yet she’s content where she is; less attention and less threat upon her.
SHIP:
N/A
KILLS:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A
ROLE-PLAYS:
N/A
NAME: Daesha Sivron
FACTION: Hutt Space Consortium
RANK: Enforcer/slave trainer
SPECIES: Twi'lek
AGE: 30
SEX: Female (cisgendered)
HEIGHT: 5'8"
WEIGHT: Average
EYES: Brown
HAIR: N/A
SKIN: Rosy-orange
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+Master of Manipulation
+Smooth-talker
+
-
-
-
APPEARANCE:
Describe your character's physical appearance. While your avatar should represent your character's appearance, there might be some things not apparent in it for use in role-playing. Height, weight, eye color, hair color, and skin color may also be listed here.
BIOGRAPHY:
Daesh’asivron, also known as Daesha Sivron, was born on Ryloth in a delicate situation. While her father was a politician on the planet by caste and leader of their settlement, her mother had been born to the artist caste. This was met with mixed reception by fellow Twi’leks, but for the first few years of Daesha’s life, there was peace. Especially after the birth of a younger brother, Mazer.
It was hardly a question of which parent Daesha would take after. From the moment she began to speak Ryl, the girl was prepared for the birthright of the Head of Family she was sure to inherit someday. Due to her gender, she was out of the running for the Twi’lek Clan Council, though. That was the destiny her brother would be groomed for.
Fate, however, had other plans for the first-born Sivron. Even with the lack of eligibility for higher leadership on Ryloth, it was clear that her father loved Daesha very much, often putting more of his effort into her over her brother. Mazer, over time, grew jealous of his sister. Thus, a plan was hatched to get her out of the way and snatch sole control over the Sivron Clan from her.
It wasn’t hard, all things considered. Despite centuries of history, progression as a society, and outside influence, many were unsure about a female Twi’lek as a settlement leader. Thus, it was easy to frame her for the crime of her father’s murder. Even if evidence was sloppy at best, plenty were quick to call for Daesha’s disgrace and exile. Only fifteen, she ended up sold as a slave to the Hutts.
From there, nothing of her past mattered. Daesha was in shock, having plummeted in status overnight. Vorpuu the Hutt, a lesser Hutt, ended up taking custody of the new Twi’lek slave, who was considered little more than dime-a-dozen to most. He’d been in need of a new assistant and took interest in her background. After all, it was hard to get someone good at management and politics in the underworld.
At first disgusted by the criminal empire of the Hutts, Daesha eventually accepted her new reality. It was clear that her position was fragile, as Vorpuu could simply buy what he wanted or needed. At the same time, she also knew that she was a step above most slaves. Between favoritism from the Hutt and her past, Daesha began to foster a sense of superiority over other Twi’leks-- and an intense dislike, bordering on hatred.
By the time she was twenty, Daesha cozied up to Vorpuu and had worked to make herself seem irreplaceable. Never again would she face betrayal if she could stop it. Simultaneously, Daesha elevated her status from mere slave to more of an ‘employee,’ of sorts. She did much of her work in management, but her real skill came in the disciplining of new or misbehaving slaves. It was apparent to any doubters of her loyalty to Vorpuu that, if nothing else, she’d keep others in line.
At twenty-two, she was officially freed out of sentimentality and expectation to continue service with the new Syndicate Collaborative. While the difference was merely that she wasn’t lumped in with the slaves and would receive compensation, Daesha now had the ability to climb. Now hardened by crime, the young woman leapt at the opportunity to amass fortune and infamy.
Seven years later, Daesha sits pretty as merely an enforcer, but as many in the crime world know, what’s on paper is only a suggestion. Yet she’s content where she is; less attention and less threat upon her.
SHIP:
N/A
KILLS:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A
ROLE-PLAYS:
N/A
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