STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
+ Witch magic: As a practicing witch, Umai can use this strange power to protect herself, to deal damage to her foes, or to even reach for things across the room when she’s too lazy to do so herself
+ Feminine beauty: You wouldn’t hit a girl, right? Umai is not only a young woman, but a beautiful one at that. She comes off as delicate and gentle… and completely non-threatening. It’s perfectly safe to let your guard down, right?
- Delicate: Umai doesn’t just look fragile, she is fragile. While she might have agility on her side, strength and toughness are most definitely against her
- Head in the clouds: Through her magic, Umai has seen and created amazing things, so it’s little wonder she often finds such memories and ideas tend to carry her away from whatever is happening around her. It’s nothing personal, she fuzzes out on everyone
- Weapons? What weapons? Magic is great and versatile but take it away and Umai is next to useless. She never learned to master any weapons, and in fact, barely knows the business end of a blaster from the grip
- Never wrong: Umai's a bright girl, and not wrong all that often. Unfortunately, when she is, she can have a hard time admitting so, often to her own detriment
APPEARANCE:
With piercing eyes of endless grey, and long tresses of dark brown hair, the slender, feminine Umai could pass for a full-blooded human if so chooses, and quite a fetching one at that. Her long neck, high cheekbones, and slight frame give off the visage of a delicate, beautiful girl or perhaps a dancer. Don’t be fooled, however, for when those silvery eyes begin to glow, you can be sure the tempest is boiling on the horizon.
BIOGRAPHY:
Entry 1
Mother used to keep a journal. So, I decided to start doing it as well. Although, mother’s diary was lovely, it was a little leather-bound notebook that smelled of paper and ink. But for me, this will have to do for now.
Well, where do I start? My name is Umai. My mother and father are gone. I’ve been living with my uncle on his ship for a few weeks now. Mostly I just watch the hyperspace lanes whizzing passed the windows. They’re so colourful, I could just watch them for hours. In fact, I do. It’s nice.
Entry 6
Uncle is good to me. He’s a little rude sometimes. Likes to drink stuff that he won’t even tell me the names of. But he’s nice. I admit, I wanted to hate him when he said I had to earn my keep on his ship, but he found me jobs I can do and daydream at the same time, so I guess it’s not so bad.
Entry 12
Okay, I know it’s been a few months since my last entry but SO much has happened! It started with finding an old tome of mother’s. I started reading it and… I just couldn’t stop. I think Mother was into some sort of cult or witchcraft or something. I’ve started practicing a few of the spells in it, just here and there. It’s amazing the things I’ve learned to do already.
Entry 14
So, I became a woman today. It was awkward.
Entry 15
I’ve been practicing with mother’s tome. I had to hide it all from my uncle, he caught me casting a spell a few weeks ago. Threw an absolute fit. I didn’t even understand some of his shouting, but I did manage to make out enough to learn that mother and father may not have disappeared… at least… not according to uncle. I want to ask him about it now that he’s calmed down but, I’d never seen him so angry. I won’t risk it, and I’ll keep the practice to my room for a while.
Entry 18
Well my uncle and I had a really interesting talk. We’re heading to the outer rim tomorrow, so I guess he wanted to make sure we were on the same page, seeing as it’s kind of rough out there. He said that mother and father were killed by mother’s magic, although he wouldn’t go into detail. I want to know more, maybe one day I’ll be able to go to Dathomir, find out for myself. Oh, one more thing, he made me promise to destroy mother’s spell book, and to quit practicing. So if you’re reading this, Uncle, that’s definitely what I did.
Entry 23
I need to write this down, because the truth needs to be recorded somewhere. I didn’t kill my uncle. Whatever anyone says, I didn’t do it. My magic had nothing to do with it! There was debris flying everywhere, how was anyone supposed to make sense of that? Let alone have the presence of mind to KILL their own flesh and blood? It’s ridiculous! What would I even have to gain by… by killing him? He wasn’t going to leave me anything, I was a glorified hired hand. He was gruff sometimes but I miss him. I miss him a lot. I’m going to run away. I’m taking whatever I can stuff into my bag, getting out of here as soon as I can. My magic has been getting stronger. If I’m careful, I should be able to slip away unnoticed.
But whatever they say, I did NOT kill my uncle.
Entry 25
I have hardly picked this up for ages. So much has happened. I began to chase down leads to my mother's past. I did not expect what I found. Dathomir, Ryloth, a ring, a cloak, a jedi calling himself [member="Ember Farseer"], a woman who seemed to know who I was and a man who claims to have the answers. What was she doing? What did Eliariah leave behind for me? I found [member="Asher Mossa"] and the Mandragora, or rather, Lylek found and marked me. He bound us together, although why, I don't yet know.
And that man? The one with the answers? [member="William the Bloody"]. He took... well he took something very precious to me, and if that wasn't enough, he had me give up my freedom in order to get the answers he had. I write this in the comfort that he'll never EVER read it; but damn, I'm impressed.
Entry 28
The Sith. I had never thought that my path would be led to them. As I write this I can't help but remember what Ember had said to me. I feel... sad, like I've disappointed him somehow. He knew the dark side was over my mother and her artefacts.
[member="Mythos"], a sith lord, and two of his companions joined me venturing to retrieve what I believe to be the last of the pieces mother left for me. I gave up one chance to learn the identity of the man against which I will use them... I do not intend to do that again.
Mother used to keep a journal. So, I decided to start doing it as well. Although, mother’s diary was lovely, it was a little leather-bound notebook that smelled of paper and ink. But for me, this will have to do for now.
Well, where do I start? My name is Umai. My mother and father are gone. I’ve been living with my uncle on his ship for a few weeks now. Mostly I just watch the hyperspace lanes whizzing passed the windows. They’re so colourful, I could just watch them for hours. In fact, I do. It’s nice.
Entry 6
Uncle is good to me. He’s a little rude sometimes. Likes to drink stuff that he won’t even tell me the names of. But he’s nice. I admit, I wanted to hate him when he said I had to earn my keep on his ship, but he found me jobs I can do and daydream at the same time, so I guess it’s not so bad.
Entry 12
Okay, I know it’s been a few months since my last entry but SO much has happened! It started with finding an old tome of mother’s. I started reading it and… I just couldn’t stop. I think Mother was into some sort of cult or witchcraft or something. I’ve started practicing a few of the spells in it, just here and there. It’s amazing the things I’ve learned to do already.
Entry 14
So, I became a woman today. It was awkward.
Entry 15
I’ve been practicing with mother’s tome. I had to hide it all from my uncle, he caught me casting a spell a few weeks ago. Threw an absolute fit. I didn’t even understand some of his shouting, but I did manage to make out enough to learn that mother and father may not have disappeared… at least… not according to uncle. I want to ask him about it now that he’s calmed down but, I’d never seen him so angry. I won’t risk it, and I’ll keep the practice to my room for a while.
Entry 18
Well my uncle and I had a really interesting talk. We’re heading to the outer rim tomorrow, so I guess he wanted to make sure we were on the same page, seeing as it’s kind of rough out there. He said that mother and father were killed by mother’s magic, although he wouldn’t go into detail. I want to know more, maybe one day I’ll be able to go to Dathomir, find out for myself. Oh, one more thing, he made me promise to destroy mother’s spell book, and to quit practicing. So if you’re reading this, Uncle, that’s definitely what I did.
Entry 23
I need to write this down, because the truth needs to be recorded somewhere. I didn’t kill my uncle. Whatever anyone says, I didn’t do it. My magic had nothing to do with it! There was debris flying everywhere, how was anyone supposed to make sense of that? Let alone have the presence of mind to KILL their own flesh and blood? It’s ridiculous! What would I even have to gain by… by killing him? He wasn’t going to leave me anything, I was a glorified hired hand. He was gruff sometimes but I miss him. I miss him a lot. I’m going to run away. I’m taking whatever I can stuff into my bag, getting out of here as soon as I can. My magic has been getting stronger. If I’m careful, I should be able to slip away unnoticed.
But whatever they say, I did NOT kill my uncle.
Entry 25
I have hardly picked this up for ages. So much has happened. I began to chase down leads to my mother's past. I did not expect what I found. Dathomir, Ryloth, a ring, a cloak, a jedi calling himself [member="Ember Farseer"], a woman who seemed to know who I was and a man who claims to have the answers. What was she doing? What did Eliariah leave behind for me? I found [member="Asher Mossa"] and the Mandragora, or rather, Lylek found and marked me. He bound us together, although why, I don't yet know.
And that man? The one with the answers? [member="William the Bloody"]. He took... well he took something very precious to me, and if that wasn't enough, he had me give up my freedom in order to get the answers he had. I write this in the comfort that he'll never EVER read it; but damn, I'm impressed.
Entry 28
The Sith. I had never thought that my path would be led to them. As I write this I can't help but remember what Ember had said to me. I feel... sad, like I've disappointed him somehow. He knew the dark side was over my mother and her artefacts.
[member="Mythos"], a sith lord, and two of his companions joined me venturing to retrieve what I believe to be the last of the pieces mother left for me. I gave up one chance to learn the identity of the man against which I will use them... I do not intend to do that again.
ROLEPLAYS
1. Crystal Hunting
2. In the Dark of the Night
3. Witchy Crime
4. The Taking of the Lylek
5. By Any Other Name
6. I Will Go the Distance
7. But For the Intervention of an Angel
8. A Witch and a Sith Walk Into a Forest
9. The Emperor's Ball
10 Whose Post is it Anyway
11 Second Chances and First Impressions
