Via Dolorosa
Amans In Tenebris
Name: Darth Portia
Loyalties: Sith/Dark Side
Role: Voice. Offers up advice (not also positive) to Xhexania
Age: Assimilated at 57
Species: Cathar, Female
Force Sensitive: N/A
Appearance: N/A
Personality: Intuitive Understanding. When she was alive, The Sith Lord had been sought out for her wisdom and understanding of the Dark Side
Weapon of Choice: N/A
Wealth: N/A
Combat Function: N/A
Skills: N/A
Notable Possessions: N/A
Other Notes:
Brief Personal History
At a very young age she was ripped from her home by slavers and sold into the service of Ghangi the Hutt. While in his service she learned the meaning of brutality and pain working as a slaver in his mines, yet she found a measure of peace reading holobooks brought back from plunders from the Hutt's minions. As she got older, she was transferred to the Hutt's "entertainment department" where she had to endure the horrors of a working girl.
The Force had begun to manifest itself when she was still working in the mines but was unaware of what has happening to her. One day the Hutt was entertaining guests, one of whom was a female Sith Lord and her Apprentice, when she had been summoned and assigned to a human male with unique tastes. The male began to grope and paw her throughout the dinner services until she decided she had enough. Using the Force, still unsure of what it was, called to her hand a bothan dagger from the man's belt and slashed him across the face. The Hutt outraged, ordered her execution but was convinced otherwise by the Sith Lord. The Sith Lord purchased the female Cathar and brought her to Korriban to be trained. When it time, she to became a Sith Lord.
She had arrived on Tattooine to root out a smuggler's operation that was in the business of selling weapons to the Sith Empire's enemies. After dispatching them, she searched their warehouse and discovered a shining and beautiful amulet. She had been drawn to it not only because of its beauty but by the connection it seemed to have with the Dark Side. She picked it up and felt a painful and strange sensation wash over entire body, inside and out. She began to scream in agony and within minutes, the screams stopped....and she found herself locked away in the amulet....
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Name: Darth Sakoi
Loyalties: Himself
Role: Voice. Condescending toward Xhexania
Age: Assimilated at 24
Species: Human, Male
Force Sensitive: N/A
Appearance: N/A
Personality: Self-Centered/Egotistic. He truly believed the galaxy evolved around him. He bragged he was better than everyone else at everything
Weapon of Choice: N/A
Wealth: N/A
Combat Function: N/A
Skills: N/A
Notable Possessions: N/A
Other Notes:
Brief Personal History
He entered the Sith Academy on Korriban at age 14 and immediately alienated everyone around him due to his personality. To assure he would survive the numerous rivals that challenged him daily, he focused heavily on lightsaber combat, mastering the form of Makashi. He began to make a reputation for himself and soon found him studying under a Sith Knight.
He questioned everything his Master taught him and scoffed at the lessons his Master gave him. Frustrated that he was learning from an inferior Master, he betrayed and killed his Master during a skirmish with space pirates. Having shown great ambition and prowess in battle, he was elevated to the rank of Sith Knight. Having a "God" complex, he elected not to take on an Apprentice citing to the Dark Council that no student was worthy of his knowledge.
The Sith Empire and the Republic were engaged in yet another bloody war that spanned across the galaxy. He was ordered to Felucia to put down an uprising of pro-Republic locals. When the revolt was put down, he ordered the prisoners to be executed as an example to anyone that had ideas of uprising. He left the temporary base to investigate the surrounding area and discovered that he was be drawing to something. After spending hours looking for that something, he discovered a amulet lying in the grass. In his mind he could hear the voice of woman warning him of the dangers associated with the object. Ignoring the warning, he bent down to retrieve the object. The moment his fingers brushed the amulet, pain surged across his body...he bellowed in rage and soon everything went dark....when his eyes opened, he saw an entity of a female Cathar looking down at him.
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Name: Hiero Ti'zoi
Loyalties: Dark Side/Questions
Role: Voice. Annoying Xhexania with continuous questions
Age: Assimilated at 17
Species: Zabrak, Male
Force Sensitive: N/A
Appearance: N/A
Personality: Inquisitive. An answer to his question is never enough. He is always questioning everything, never satisfied with the answer he is given; so he will pose the same question in a different format.
Weapon of Choice: N/A
Wealth: N/A
Combat Function: N/A
Skills: N/A
Notable Possessions: N/A
Other Notes:
Brief Personal History
He was fortunate to survive academy life. His persistent question of nearly everything, from why are the sands red to why does she have a big nose, annoyed both the students and teachers alike. Most of the other Acolytes, about 96% of them, refused to associate with him and the other 4% that did regretted it daily. He was not a great swordsmen and his command of the Force was shoddy. But somehow he managed to procure himself a Master.
During a scouting mission with his Master, he stumbled across a sealed crate in one of the ship's docking bays. Warned by his Master to leave it alone, he decided he needed to know what was in there. He managed to open the crate and saw an amulet resting among several articles of junk. He could sense the Dark Side flowing from the piece of jewelry and reached to pick it up. His Master, also sensing the Dark Side inside the amulet also was aware something sinister was lurking there, told the boy to leave it alone.
As his Master turned to leave the docking bay, the young Zabrak boy questioned why someone would leave it behind. He reached down again and when his hands wrapped around it....emptiness surrounded him...vertigo embraced him...and when his bearings were corrected; he saw a woman and a male staring at him, their heads shaking back and forth in unison.
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Name: Darth Zero
Loyalties: None
Role: Voice. Plagues Xhexania's mind with insane and bizarre concepts
Age: Assimilated at 44
Species: Human, Male
Force Sensitive: N/A
Appearance: N/A
Personality: Madness/Insane/Bonkers.
Weapon of Choice: N/A
Wealth: N/A
Combat Functions: N/A
Skills: N/A
Notable Possessions: N/A
Other Notes:
Brief Personal History
From the first time he stepped onto Korriban's surface, he was not right in the mind. The teachers didn't know what to make of him. He showed signs of madness such as doing things, saying things that were just not associated with the sane. He spoke to himself constantly and when asked about it, he shrugged and blamed it on Jonthine. However, he had a extremely strong connection to the Force. He refused to learn to wield a lightsaber and instead immersed himself with learning the rare lightwhip. He killed his fellow Acolytes for sport and when questioned why he did that, he would shrug and blame Jonthine.
When he was finally selected to be an Apprentice, he constantly worried his Master that he would do something insane that would result in both their deaths. When his Master would question him why he did the things he did, he would shrug and blame Jonthine. After years of studying under his Master, he was Knighted and sent to the Wookie homeworld of Kashyyyk to over see the production of a rare and valuable resource. In truth, the ENTIRE Sith Order used that as an excuse to rid themselves of him.
While escorting a caravan of supplies, the caravan fell under attack by Wookie raiders. Insanity overriding sanity, he gave chase after them and ended up lost in the Shadowlands. As he struggled to find his way out, he came across an item that didn't quite belong in the forest. He stood staring at it for several hours debating with Jonthine if he should pick it up. He did. When his eyes focused around him, he saw three individuals, a male human, a male zabrak, and a female cathar looking at him oddly. He shrugged and blamed Jonthine.
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Name: Darth Vemion
Loyalties: Xhexania's mistakes
Role: Voice. Always mocking Xhexania
Age: Assimilated at 28
Species: Bothan, Female
Force Sensitive: N/A
Appearance: N/A
Personality: Rude/Reckless.
Weapon of Choice: N/A
Wealth: N/A
Combat Function: N/A
Skills: N/A
Notable Possessions: N/A
Other Notes: N/A
Brief Personal History
Her rude behaviour and reckless attitude made her both a threat and a target. She had no feelings toward anyone else's feelings at she made that pretty aware. She made snide comments to her fellow Acolytes, and Knights when she was promoted, and when they move to defend themselves, she would mocked them for several reasons. She was hated severely that many attempts where made on her life. But in the end, she survived.
As a Knight, she fought at the Battle Of Yor and was wounded by a Jedi's blade. Barely escaping death and imprisonment, she hid in a nearby abandoned building. As she laid there trying to meditate the pain away, she heard several whispers coming from the upstairs. Slowly she climbed the stairs, wincing all the way, until she came to a door at the end of the hallway.
Pushing the door open with the bottom half of her lightsaber, she scanned the room and saw no one. Turning to leave the room, the whispers started up again. She entered the room, and conducted an investigation. She discovered an amulet resting on an old chest. She looked around to make sure no one was around. She pursed her lips as she recalled her days as a thief before entering the Sith Order. Satisfied she was alone, she snatched up the valuable looking amulet and was transporting inside....the pain in her side was gone....her mind was slightly hazed....and staring at her were four individuals....a female cathar, a young looking zabrak, a human male around her age, and an older human male who simply stared at her, shrugged his shoulder and mentioned someone named Jonthine.
Doing that now
