Zenva Vrotoa
The Blood Matron
Name: Zenva Vrotoa
Alias: The Blood Matron ; The Crimson Devil of Nal Hutta
Species: Zabrak
Age: 38
Sex: Female
Orientation: Bisexual
Height: 5 feet 11 inches
Weight: 178 pounds
Eyes: Yellow-Red
Skin: Deep Red / Crimson
Force Sensitive: Limited (see below)
Appearance:
Vestigial horns form a ring around the crown of Zenva's head, dominated by two larger horns near the temples. Facial tattoos draw attention toward her eyes and mouth. In the prime of her life and being held to a self imposed exercise program has left her with what most would refer to as an Amazonian physique, being tall and thick with muscle. Among Zabrak, Zenva is considered curvaceous, and attractive. Featuring clear, brightly colored eyes, full lips, and a graceful bone structure. However, most species ultimately follow the lines of her tattooing to notice only "bizarre" coloured eyes and a mouth lined with serrated, shark like teeth.
She is most commonly seen wearing a set of amber colored Shadez, and one of her favorite evening gowns. Zenva's often accompanied by a number of Droid servants, or leading strike teams of her cloned bodyguards. One the battlefield, the Crimson Devil favors her custom suit of power armor. Armed with pairs of Sith Swords, Heavy Blaster Pistols, high caliber Slug Throwers, there are few threats the spectral Devil cannot turn into pray.
While in physically excellent condition her attire is almost always chosen with great care to conceal a multitude of bodily scars. Her thighs and her right leg in particular, are heavily scared from a thermal detonator explosion. Her lower abdomen features multiple shrapnel scars. Finally there is a deep knife puncture mark below her left breast.
With age comes knowledge, wisdom. In pursuit of erasing the scars given to her by her old life, Zenva has begun searching to modify herself, and her appearance. The first step toward her search for her new self the Zabrak has gotten a new tattoo. This new tattoo is a symbol of her new self image, and as such only appears when subjected to specific wavelengths of light.
~~Strengths~~
~~Middle Ground~~
~~Weaknesses~~
Biography:
Prior to RP
Outdated Threads
Factions and Companies
Clan Vrotoa { Vrotoa Industries }
Crimson Lady Entertainment
Blood Hunter's Machinations
Blood Hunter's Iron Works
Known Affiliations
The Red Ravens { Lysle's Flock }
The Confederacy of Independent Systems { Trade Baron }
The Hutt Cartel { Major Domo }
Alias: The Blood Matron ; The Crimson Devil of Nal Hutta
Species: Zabrak
Age: 38
Sex: Female
Orientation: Bisexual
Height: 5 feet 11 inches
Weight: 178 pounds
Eyes: Yellow-Red
Skin: Deep Red / Crimson
Force Sensitive: Limited (see below)
Vestigial horns form a ring around the crown of Zenva's head, dominated by two larger horns near the temples. Facial tattoos draw attention toward her eyes and mouth. In the prime of her life and being held to a self imposed exercise program has left her with what most would refer to as an Amazonian physique, being tall and thick with muscle. Among Zabrak, Zenva is considered curvaceous, and attractive. Featuring clear, brightly colored eyes, full lips, and a graceful bone structure. However, most species ultimately follow the lines of her tattooing to notice only "bizarre" coloured eyes and a mouth lined with serrated, shark like teeth.
She is most commonly seen wearing a set of amber colored Shadez, and one of her favorite evening gowns. Zenva's often accompanied by a number of Droid servants, or leading strike teams of her cloned bodyguards. One the battlefield, the Crimson Devil favors her custom suit of power armor. Armed with pairs of Sith Swords, Heavy Blaster Pistols, high caliber Slug Throwers, there are few threats the spectral Devil cannot turn into pray.
While in physically excellent condition her attire is almost always chosen with great care to conceal a multitude of bodily scars. Her thighs and her right leg in particular, are heavily scared from a thermal detonator explosion. Her lower abdomen features multiple shrapnel scars. Finally there is a deep knife puncture mark below her left breast.
With age comes knowledge, wisdom. In pursuit of erasing the scars given to her by her old life, Zenva has begun searching to modify herself, and her appearance. The first step toward her search for her new self the Zabrak has gotten a new tattoo. This new tattoo is a symbol of her new self image, and as such only appears when subjected to specific wavelengths of light.
~~Strengths~~
(+) Iridonia Born and Bred:
A true Zabrak of Iridonia, Zenva was raised in a warrior culture. Two hearts make the most grueling and demanding tasks a fairly simple matter. Physical stamina and strength are a birthright of the Zabrak, Zenva extends this beyond the norm with a rigorous exercise regiment. A heightened pain tolerance leaves simple cuts and bruises unnoticed and blows that would utterly disable a lesser warrior often do little to discourage The Blood Matron.
(+) Tech Comprehension:
Retrofitting droid parts. Repurposing old equipment. Rebuild and restore weapons and equipment. Iridonia's harsh nature has created a need for basic to advanced understanding of the more common technology available. Field repairs are a common activity for soldiers on the front lines.
(+) Akimbo Assassin:
Gunslinger you might call her but Zenva's combat styling is much more in-depth than simply blasting away with pistols. A culmination of Iridonian martial arts and her heavily favored bladed pistols has resulted in a unique acrobatic "slice and dice, shoot 'em up" fighting style that only get more dangerous the closer she is. Other times you just have to rely on those years of sniper training.
(+) Minion Master
Zenva has years of experience coordinating the efforts of soldiers under her command. While she lacks a formalised military education, she is a surprisingly successful commander of both ground and naval forces. Where Zenva goes, an army is sure to follow.
A true Zabrak of Iridonia, Zenva was raised in a warrior culture. Two hearts make the most grueling and demanding tasks a fairly simple matter. Physical stamina and strength are a birthright of the Zabrak, Zenva extends this beyond the norm with a rigorous exercise regiment. A heightened pain tolerance leaves simple cuts and bruises unnoticed and blows that would utterly disable a lesser warrior often do little to discourage The Blood Matron.
(+) Tech Comprehension:
Retrofitting droid parts. Repurposing old equipment. Rebuild and restore weapons and equipment. Iridonia's harsh nature has created a need for basic to advanced understanding of the more common technology available. Field repairs are a common activity for soldiers on the front lines.
(+) Akimbo Assassin:
Gunslinger you might call her but Zenva's combat styling is much more in-depth than simply blasting away with pistols. A culmination of Iridonian martial arts and her heavily favored bladed pistols has resulted in a unique acrobatic "slice and dice, shoot 'em up" fighting style that only get more dangerous the closer she is. Other times you just have to rely on those years of sniper training.
(+) Minion Master
Zenva has years of experience coordinating the efforts of soldiers under her command. While she lacks a formalised military education, she is a surprisingly successful commander of both ground and naval forces. Where Zenva goes, an army is sure to follow.
~~Middle Ground~~
(+/-) The Force:
Zenva's connection to the Force is dismal at best. She has the ability to sense the Force, sense when someone is manipulating it's energy and even react to such manipulation. Mind abilities often have little effect on her if any at all. Furthermore her ability to sense the Force means she can often anticipate Force "attacks" that are aimed at her, allowing her to brace herself or sometimes outright evade the attack. This is however the extent of her ability. She is unable to manipulate the Force in any way, shape or form beyond this ability to sense.
Zenva's connection to the Force is dismal at best. She has the ability to sense the Force, sense when someone is manipulating it's energy and even react to such manipulation. Mind abilities often have little effect on her if any at all. Furthermore her ability to sense the Force means she can often anticipate Force "attacks" that are aimed at her, allowing her to brace herself or sometimes outright evade the attack. This is however the extent of her ability. She is unable to manipulate the Force in any way, shape or form beyond this ability to sense.
~~Weaknesses~~
(-) Pride and Vanity:
Take care how you speak to The Blood Matron. Zenva is fiercely proud of her clan, herself and her accomplishments. She does not tolerate rudeness well and unveiled insults are often met with unveiled hostility. Along with this fierce pride come a vivid streak of vanity. Zenva takes considerable care with her appearances, both her physically and metaphorically. She is rarely seen in attire that doesn't compliment her natural beauty, and despises appearing weak, or unprepared in any way.
(-) Flesh and Blood:
Zabrak are carnivores by nature. Their home world of Iridonia is a harsh and unforgiving world. Predator and prey is the the way of life for most of the species. Zenva has gone beyond the norm in her appetites. Blood from a slain enemy. Raw meat carved from the fallen soldiers on a battlefield. Given the chance to consume a portion of a fresh kill she can't help herself. The moment there is no immediate threat to her safety she will indulge this twisted desire to feed herself. After all, the life of a warrior can end in the blink of an eye. Eat while you can. You never know when the combat will start again.
(-) Vengeance:
No one wants to be on an angry Zabrak woman's chit list, and Zenva holds a grudge like no other. She is patient and calculating, meaning her revenge may take years but when the situation presents itself she will extract vengeance in a sudden, violent and bloody manner.
Take care how you speak to The Blood Matron. Zenva is fiercely proud of her clan, herself and her accomplishments. She does not tolerate rudeness well and unveiled insults are often met with unveiled hostility. Along with this fierce pride come a vivid streak of vanity. Zenva takes considerable care with her appearances, both her physically and metaphorically. She is rarely seen in attire that doesn't compliment her natural beauty, and despises appearing weak, or unprepared in any way.
(-) Flesh and Blood:
Zabrak are carnivores by nature. Their home world of Iridonia is a harsh and unforgiving world. Predator and prey is the the way of life for most of the species. Zenva has gone beyond the norm in her appetites. Blood from a slain enemy. Raw meat carved from the fallen soldiers on a battlefield. Given the chance to consume a portion of a fresh kill she can't help herself. The moment there is no immediate threat to her safety she will indulge this twisted desire to feed herself. After all, the life of a warrior can end in the blink of an eye. Eat while you can. You never know when the combat will start again.
(-) Vengeance:
No one wants to be on an angry Zabrak woman's chit list, and Zenva holds a grudge like no other. She is patient and calculating, meaning her revenge may take years but when the situation presents itself she will extract vengeance in a sudden, violent and bloody manner.
Biography:
Prior to RP
Born to the Sith Knight, Xenni Vrotoa (mother); Zenva's childhood was a harsher and crueler one than is typical for those raised on Iridonia. Training in meditation began early in young Zenva's life. Study in the basic concepts and doctrine related to the Sith school of teachings regarding the force started soon after. While Zenva clearly demonstrated the ability to sense the force around her, some part of her mind has never allowed her to connect to it. The ability to use or manipulate the force in anyway was beyond the young Zabrak. This of course was viewed as an insult to her mother's pride. The punishment for failing to perform even the most basic of exercises became worse as time past. Force accelerated slaps to the face became accelerated punches. Growing worse with every new failure. Finally escalating to bursts of pure force energy. By the time Zenva had grown to puberty she had learned to sense the gathering and manipulation of force energies. Becoming ably to anticipate and even brace herself against the coming blow. Ultimately Xenni grow discouraged by the continuing failures. No matter what teaching methods were employed Zenva remained unable to connect to the force. The end result; Xenni gave the child to a female relative to be raised in the normal traditions of the Zabrak people. Since then Xenni has returned to the Sith order and was last known leaving for the outer rim to begin training a new group of apprentices.
The rejection and abuse suffered at the hands of her mother has created a deep seeded need to prove her worth. To be worthy of her mother's name. To be worthy of carrying on the blood line. To achieve this she would become the best warrior her generation had to offer. By the time Zenva came of age to undergo her rite of passage and receive her tattoos, she had not only become one of the best melee fighter among the youths in her classes, but many had become afraid to train with her at all. Gaining a reputation as a dirty fighter. Dirt in the eyes or even biting a hand to force someone to release their weapon.
By the age of eighteen Zenva had forged her own pair of durasteel fighting knifes. Had repurposed an old suit of Zabrak battlearmor into custom fitted armor for herself. Even assembled her own blaster pistols and target rifle. It wasn't long before the hot temper youth joined with a small mercenary company. Running protection details for the trafficking of illegal narcotics.
In the last ten years Zenva has lost sight of her original goal of impressing her mother. Pushing the thought to the back of her mind and calling it the heart aches of a lonely child. Now she has become absorbed in the need to better her own combat prowess. Larger and more dangerous merc groups. Darker and more depraved criminal acts. Finally setting her sights on true power, membership of a truly established criminal organisation.
The rejection and abuse suffered at the hands of her mother has created a deep seeded need to prove her worth. To be worthy of her mother's name. To be worthy of carrying on the blood line. To achieve this she would become the best warrior her generation had to offer. By the time Zenva came of age to undergo her rite of passage and receive her tattoos, she had not only become one of the best melee fighter among the youths in her classes, but many had become afraid to train with her at all. Gaining a reputation as a dirty fighter. Dirt in the eyes or even biting a hand to force someone to release their weapon.
By the age of eighteen Zenva had forged her own pair of durasteel fighting knifes. Had repurposed an old suit of Zabrak battlearmor into custom fitted armor for herself. Even assembled her own blaster pistols and target rifle. It wasn't long before the hot temper youth joined with a small mercenary company. Running protection details for the trafficking of illegal narcotics.
In the last ten years Zenva has lost sight of her original goal of impressing her mother. Pushing the thought to the back of her mind and calling it the heart aches of a lonely child. Now she has become absorbed in the need to better her own combat prowess. Larger and more dangerous merc groups. Darker and more depraved criminal acts. Finally setting her sights on true power, membership of a truly established criminal organisation.
Outdated Threads
Act One ; Blood Rises
Hunting A Bane
A Whisper and A Clamor: Rebels vs Ravens on Makeb
-Missing Numerous Threads-
Party Monsters
1 Hat, 2 Hat, White Hat, Black Hat
Chains go rattle and Slaves go groan
Pirate Rivalry
Grand Army of The Hutt Cartel
Often, but Only Once
Sword Training; Dom of Bosph
Fresh Blood for The BHS
Blood Matron meet Lady Death
A Demonstration for The Admiral
In The Bloodworks
The Emperor's Will for a Strong Navy
Aboard the Grand Hammer
Crash Landing
Black Blood
A Cut Above
Torture and Tension
Origins
No Fun Without Funds
Of Him Harpers Sadly Sing
A Land Where Love Never Dies
Hunted
Lust & Wraith
Work Work Work
Where the Villains Wait
Mute
Muted Cries
Your Obedient Servant
Vanity: The Chroma Zed Way
Returning to the Cradle
Meeting of the Bosses
That's Ille- What?
A Caprine of Another Color
Business Unusual
The Stolen Spice
Backed by Blood
Iron Monger
Bent But Not Broken
No Rest for the Wary
Sales Pitch: The Pink Edition
Lost and Forgotten
The Strength of Many
A Warrior's Respite
Hunting A Bane
A Whisper and A Clamor: Rebels vs Ravens on Makeb
-Missing Numerous Threads-
Party Monsters
1 Hat, 2 Hat, White Hat, Black Hat
Chains go rattle and Slaves go groan
Pirate Rivalry
Grand Army of The Hutt Cartel
Often, but Only Once
Sword Training; Dom of Bosph
Fresh Blood for The BHS
Blood Matron meet Lady Death
A Demonstration for The Admiral
In The Bloodworks
The Emperor's Will for a Strong Navy
Aboard the Grand Hammer
Crash Landing
Black Blood
A Cut Above
Torture and Tension
Origins
No Fun Without Funds
Of Him Harpers Sadly Sing
A Land Where Love Never Dies
Hunted
Lust & Wraith
Work Work Work
Where the Villains Wait
Mute
Muted Cries
Your Obedient Servant
Vanity: The Chroma Zed Way
Returning to the Cradle
Meeting of the Bosses
That's Ille- What?
A Caprine of Another Color
Business Unusual
The Stolen Spice
Backed by Blood
Iron Monger
Bent But Not Broken
No Rest for the Wary
Sales Pitch: The Pink Edition
Lost and Forgotten
The Strength of Many
A Warrior's Respite
Factions and Companies
Clan Vrotoa { Vrotoa Industries }
Crimson Lady Entertainment
Blood Hunter's Machinations
Blood Hunter's Iron Works
Known Affiliations
The Red Ravens { Lysle's Flock }
The Confederacy of Independent Systems { Trade Baron }
The Hutt Cartel { Major Domo }
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