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Nisha Skaiyr

Nisha Skaiyr

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"In fields where nothing grew but weeds, I found a flower at my feet."
Name: Nisha Skaiyr
Faction: None

Rank: ?
Homeworld: Indoumodo
Species: Near-Human
Age: Young Adult

Sex: Female
Height: 5'10" (1.78m)
Weight: 240lbs (109kg)
Eyes: Dark Grey/Milky White, Dark Red (Dark Side)
Hair: Black
Skin: Very pale grey
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Force Sensitive: Yes
Force Rank: Apprentice
Force Alignment: Dark Side







Strengths and Weaknesses
[+] Muscle Density - Like almost every member of her people, Nisha has been blessed with a muscle density that can only be described as utterly ridiculous. It's not at the level of certain species that live under intense gravity, but it's still quite respectable - Nisha's 240 pounds, and looks more like an athletic 160.

[+] Physical Prowess – Growing up on Indoumodo requires one to be physically capable, able to overcome a variety of obstacles through a variety of means. Nisha is quick, tough, and strong – she’s physically adept, in the way that one only becomes when physical prowess can mean the difference between life and death. She’s got more scars than a street brawler and her hands are more calloused than a construction worker’s – hers is a life of struggle and hardship, and she’d have it no other way, thank you very fething much.

[+] Iron-Weaver – There’s no better blade than one personalized for the wielder – as a student of her tribe’s smith, Nisha learned that lesson early on. She crafts her own weapons and armor, refusing to use any generic, impersonal weaponry. A warrior’s gear should be an extension of themselves, not something mass-produced, crafted without love.


[=] Naturalist - Nisha's people, living in a pre-industrial society on a hostile jungle planet, have developed a respectable resistance (but not immunity) to most natural toxins and poisons. Unfortunately, these same environments mean that Nisha is completely physically unprepared for the pollutants and strange chemical compounds that everyone else takes for granted. Toss her into a suburban area on a modern world, and she'll have difficulty breathing. The more polluted and artificial the environment is, the more severe these effects become - if you tossed her into The Works on Coruscant, she'd be a rash-covered, dry-heaving mess within a couple of hours. For this reason, Nisha tends to avoid such areas, unless she has access to protective gear such as a respirator and skinsuit (items which are almost inevitably destroyed or damaged in the combat she'll almost inevitably partake in).

[-] Heart of the Wild – Coming from a planet where plate armor is a fairly recent invention, Nisha's close to useless when it comes to operating delicate or advanced technology. She's not gonna shoot herself in the foot or anything, but you'd have to be suicidal to let her fly a ship, for example.

[-] On Edge - Temper, Temper. Nisha's got a short fuse, and she's packing far too much powder for her own good. She doesn't always turn to violence, but piss her off, and her response will be far from proportionate.

[-] Space Racist – Nisha tends to look down upon those who cannot touch the Force - not in any conscious way, at least not yet, but that inherent prejudice is still present.






Appearance
Nisha Skaiyr is 1.78m of animal aggression and primal fury, a physically exemplary package of inhumanly dense muscle promising ripped flesh and broken bones for any who might stand in her way. Multiple tattoos and scars adorn almost every inch of her body, and she'll display all of them proudly. Her body language is reminiscent more of a vornskr stalking its prey than anything resembling a human being’s, her resting expression is nothing short of contemptuous, and her face paint looks distressingly like dried blood. She’s one scary fething woman, and that’s exactly how she likes it. The fact that her injured eye, for whatever reason, seems to be perfectly functional, certainly doesn't help matters.






Inventory
Ship
The ship of whichever captain she can bribe, intimidate, or exploit most effectively in a given situation.






Apprentice - Lower Knight - Upper Knight - Master

[Control Powers]
Art of Movement [III III III III]
Force Body [III III III III]
Force Jump [III III III III]
Force Speed [III III III III]

[Sense Powers]
Danger Sense [III III III III]
Force Sense [III III III III]
Force Sight [III III III III]

[Alter Powers]
Telekinesis (Burst) [III III III III]
Telekinesis (Hold) [III III III III]

Apprentice - Lower Knight - Upper Knight - Master
Alchemy – Create Object [III III III III]

Novice - Skilled - Adept - Expert

Marksmanship (Slugthrowers) [III III III III]
Smithing [III III III III]
Spearfighting [III III III III]
Swordsmanship [III III III III]

Broken - Semi-Fluent - Fluent - Native Equivalent

Galactic Basic [III III III III]​
Indoumodon [III III III III]​
Sith [III III III III]
 

Nisha Skaiyr

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The Chronicle
Chapter 1: Unimaginable Pain, Unknowable Loss

Nisha Skaiyr, a native of Indoumodo, has her life fundamentally and irrevocably altered by [member="Darth Carnifex"] - the monstrous Sith Lord who butchered her people, and then, for reasons unknown to Nisha herself, took the Indoumodian under his wing, as his Apprentice. As a part of her (partially involuntary) apprenticeship, she's taken to Vain Hollow, the lair of her soulless Master - and finds an unexpected friend in [member="Irajah Ven"], Vain Hollow's incongruously benevolent in-house physician. The chapter comes to a close after Nisha makes a new enemy in [member="Darth Eversor"], Kaine's genetic duplicate - and an unlikely new ally in [member="Darth Prazutis"], the Butcher King's uncle.

Theme - Tragedy + Time, Rise Against




Chapter 2: Bloodied, but Unbroken (WIP)

Grieving Period mostly completed, the young War-Witch starts off the second chapter in her story by diving headlong into the murky world of politics with the aid of a new 'friend' - a mysterious Sithling by the name of [member="Maleagant"], who, at the risk of sounding cliche, makes her an offer she can't refuse.

Theme - Requiem for Dissent, Bad Religion

 

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Miscellany
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X8YZ3FD4a3A
[member="Darth Carnifex"] [Hated] - I may not be able to send you to Chaos, Kouhun. But I will do my utmost best to make your existence an exact approximation.
The Skaiyr Clan [Deceased, Family, Loved] - Carved upon his bones. Every one of you.
[member="Irajah Ven"] [Friend] - The one good thing in Panatha, and my best friend.

 

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