Through Balance
I'vya Initrios
NAME: You won't find any records of my birth name Ivyani'ur'kajast, it's easier if you simply call me I'vya or Vya Initrios.
FACTION: Knowing he'll find me if I join the Galactic Alliance, I've chosen to direct my attention to the Jedi and what they might offer.
RANK: Without formal training I can't say exactly where I stand. As far as power, one might say I'm a knight.
SPECIES: Due to not knowing my mother's origins or even who she was I'm resigned to simply half K'paur. The gift-curse of my father.
AGE: I stopped keeping track years ago, but some say I look to be in my twenties.
SEX: Female by all accounts, but it'd be unwise to try and check.
HEIGHT: I was last measured at six feet tall.
WEIGHT: It was last recorded at one hundred and fifty three.
EYES: My eyes are dark hazel with haze around the pupil.
HAIR: I have long brown hair that I inherited from my mother.
SKIN: My skin is fairly tan. I do my best to keep it that way.
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes, very much so, another gift-curse from my father.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
- Dark Legacy: Born of the monster that is Kajast'ur'kanadur, I've known since the day I was born that darkness has always followed me. Whether or not I embrace it is only a matter of time not a matter of chance, my father and uncle succumbed but I still fight it even now.
- Conviction: I believe in a salvation for the line into which I was born. In a future that is not adorned in the dark crown that was bestowed upon my family by my grandfather. I hold out hope that the legacy of my father and his father is just that. Words.
- Balanced: I have found my place with the Force. Light, dark, neither are more or less important to me. Rather I have found a balance and strive to maintain it against the onslaught of darkness that plagues my blood and the struggle that same blood is fraught to seek in way of the light.
- Experienced: I am not experienced in the way you'd normally associate. Rather I am experienced in that I have been surviving the galaxy and everything it has to offer from the day I was born. Without a mother or father to raise me, I have faced the unforgiving galaxy alone.
- Brittle: My physical prowess is frail to speak of and it goes without saying that I inherited it from my father. He has given me many gifts but I've yet to find one that isn't just as much a curse.
- Haunted: I cannot unsee the visions I've seen in my dreams. My father is a monster, I've seen through his eyes the countless lives he's snuffed out across the galaxy. What sleep I get is haunted by the thought I may, again, see more of his atrocities.
- Cursed: The day I succumb to The Fade is the day I dread most. While my steadfast clasp to the balance I've found staves off the possibility, my blood still holds the keys to that abysmal door.
Six feet tall, one hundred and fifty three pounds of slender, properly curved, femininity. That is the simplest I can express before describing to you that I wear my neck length heir up or down depending on my mood and that I prefer to wear what the Jedi would call casual but ornate and make up to compensate for my uncharacteristic appearance. I sport the makings of one species and the possibilities of hundreds of others. My mother is lost to me, though one day I will find out just what she was.
BIOGRAPHY:
[See posts below for see episodic additions.]
SHIP:
I travel in the ship left to me by the family that cared for me from a young age. Left alone in the mid rim as a child, I travel in a civilian ship until I can replace it.
KILLS:
None, unlike my father.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None to speak of.
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ROLE-PLAYS:
To come at a later date.
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