White Viper ][ Serpent of Vahl ][

[Kyrinov]

[SIZE=18pt]][ BASIC INFORMATION ][[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Name Unknown[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Alias ​White Viper[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Title [/SIZE]

• 
  [SIZE=10.5pt]​[The] White Viper[/SIZE]
  
• 
  [SIZE=10.5pt][The] White Serpent[/SIZE]
  
• Serpent of Vahl (Unofficial Title by Priest Cyprian of the Ember of Vahl)

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Species Human[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Race Human[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Allegiance [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]The Sith Empire[/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt] | Ember of Vahl [/SIZE]

[] Rank Sith Acolyte

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Homeworld Unknown[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Residence Incaendius [Last known position with Ember of Vahl][/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Current Residence Sith Academy on Bastion[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Force Sensitivity Force User[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Force Alignment Dark Side [Bogan][/SIZE]

[SIZE=18pt]][ PHYSICAL INFORMATION ][[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Age 21 Years Old[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Gender Male[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Height Approximately 2.o4 meters[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Weight 87.54 kilograms[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Eye Color Silver/Grey; color dependent on lightning[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Hair Length Long[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Hair Color Golden [Dyed Stark White][/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Complexion Pale[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt][] Distinguishing Marks Grey serpent tattoo running up his right forearm [/SIZE]

[SIZE=18pt]][ APPEARANCE ][[/SIZE]

Nameless [White Viper] after becoming a Handmaiden of Vahl depicted with his newest twin familiars, Gorkal and Sedak​

Image Credit: Rororei [DeviantArt]​

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[SIZE=10pt]Before he was inducted into the Ember of Vahl, his hair was a golden yellow fit to rival even the brightest of suns in its brilliance. It flowed freely down to the middle of his pale back in gentle waves, framing his face excellently. His high cheekbones slope into shallow valleys of smooth skin that lead down to his strong jaw. His lips are rose pink and thin, often coiling into a flirtatious grin that occurred naturally whenever he did smile for any reason. His nose is of a Greek shape, flat along the low ridge and sporting a rounded nose tip. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]His eyes are naturally light yet equally complex grey, one may assume he is blind upon receiving a vague first impression. They hold the gloss of deep emotions at a glance, the most common of the time being contentment. Beneath that, they flash and dilate with vibrant life, a sea of eagerness contained within the confines of the misty orbs. His body was fit but its muscle mass could only be described as lean muscle. He had a wiry frame, tall and quite skinny. Small amounts of fat and muscle accounting for a good portion of his weight. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]But, as the fires of Vahl forged The White Viper anew, his features and presence changed drastically. In his transformation, he became as a diamond, gradually growing and surfacing in the heat with Vahl’s Embers. [/SIZE]

White Viper depicted as the Serpent of Vahl accompanied by his first familiar, Yabiss​

Image Credit: LAS-T [DeviantArt]​

[SIZE=10pt]He bore no semblance to his previous life, save for his hair. Though, even the length of that changed. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]His hair now reaches to the small of his back. His cheekbones, once full and child-like, are now more prominent, sinking in slightly to allow for a more sculpted facial appearance. His soft skin now viewed as glowing and more akin to the alabaster color of his hair. His smile was now full of a twisted amd sinister joy, feral in nature. Still, there is an everlasting charm in such expression. His eyes now ablaze with a wealth of burning passion brought about by fierce loyalty. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]The newest of his features would be to serpentine tattoo that coursed up his forearm, the extended tongue brushing the inside of his elbow. Over time, through extensive, grueling trials and sessions, his muscles are well defined and became what most would consider to be the ideal male figure with prominent muscles and clear cut abs.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]He wore simple, protective clothing. Garments of a lesser warrior than what his skill may imply. But, even that was guided by Vahl's hand. As his prowess in melee and hand-to-hand combat grew, he became faster and a bud of desire formed for the art of stealth combined with ruinous, decisive strikes. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Perhaps that is where his name comes from. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Perhaps it was due to something else entirely. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]The Embers granted little insight to even the man himself. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Perhaps he could accredit his transformation to those who took him in. But, he knew that Vahl was the one to thank. If not for her grace, he would not stand as tall he he does. It was likely that he would not even be alive. For that, he felt nothing but overwhelming faith in Vahl and her marvelous abilities. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]All known pictures of White Viper "Before Vahl" were destroyed, leaving no trace of his past. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Fire apparently does cleanse all.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Remember the number.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]451.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=18pt]][ PERSONALITY ][[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]It was never his appearance which cemented his acceptance of into the fold of the Children of Vahl. It was his fierce determination and the drive to better himself through combat. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]As the Serpent of Vahl, The White Viper is unnervingly calm in all that he does. His mannerism is perhaps best defined by twin polar opposites of stoicism and wry amusement. His patience is admired and less common than is desirable in some of the warriors who fight in the name of Mother Vahl. Yet, there were those above his own skill who would beg to differ that patience is not important in battle. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]He believed quite the opposite. In his tactical mind, the only way to be victorious in combat was to constantly analyze not only his opponents but him as well. His astute nature was always active, churning out mental warnings and bringing awareness to any flaw or weakness that could be detected of another being or creature. As far as he was concerned, anything he viewed as below his level of combat awareness was barbaric and primal. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]In generality, the White Viper is neutral in most situations, preferring to never take a specified side unless absolutely necessary. That does not mean that he does not view his own way was a ‘side’. But, in all fairness, who never agreed with themselves? Call it arrogance, if you must. That is simply his right and his nature to believe and entertain such lovely sentiments. [/SIZE]

 

[Kyrinov]

[SIZE=18pt]][ Chapter I : Adrift ][[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=10pt]Blemished Innocence[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=10pt]from[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=10pt]Tome of the Nameless[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=10pt]I don't remember much of my former life, if it could be called such.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]It was more resemblant of repeating, infantile nightmares of which I had no reprieve and in which I found little solace.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Perhaps the most recurrent memory is one of the blissful innocence and naïvity of a child.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10pt]Childhood memories.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]A time full of wonder and sheer pleasure in the simplest of things. The beauty of the sun beaming down upon the tall, green grasses of a fertile meadow. The way that same grass danced in perfect remiss. The laughter of another child that ran alongside me and she then collapsed, sitting down, her slender form obscured by grass. A voice could be heard, seeming to emanate from the girl who sat only feet from my lying body. A mellow tone that calls a name that is indistinguishable to my ears. I hear her voice ring out, yet the word she utters in loving reverence is a sound in an unknown language. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]As quickly as this alluring memory began, it falls into despair. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]The sun dimmed and burned out, leaving them in a gloomy moonlight which had no source that I could see. In front of me, the grass began to die and wither, turning it a light green to a sickening brown. It curls into thousands of small, menacing smiles that isolate the two of us in this ominous shadow. As I look up from the dead plants, the nameless girl has changed. In place of her ageless beauty, there is a twisted woman. A harpy of the vivacious auburn haired girl that was there only moments ago. She grins and stares at me as a myriad of disembodied voices assault my ears, screaming of unimaginable sins. Yet, there is always one solemn whisper from a female voice that stands out to me, [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]"You have seen what they will bring; will you take part?" [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Then there is a maddening laughter that resonates over and over as the harpy screeches and leaps towards me, clawing at my face. Her sharp talons never break my skin yet the pain produced is inhuman, so focused that it should not register to my receptors. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]The world spirals down and I wake up in a cold sweat, whispered laughter deepening as it is projected in my ears.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Every night is the same, every day haunted by reverberations of the night before.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Is this all I have to look forward to?[/SIZE]

[SIZE=18pt]][ Chapter II : Pyre ][[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=10pt]Anew[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=10pt]from[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=10pt]Tome of the Nameless[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=10.5pt]As I stated earlier, life before he felt the earth scrapping at his bare back, before he felt the heat of the Pyre kiss up his milky white chest, is an echo of an echo. The only memory I had of Before was the nightmare. Realization dawned on me as I was hoisted up onto my feet, a cloth snatched from over my grey moonstones. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]I could see the world around me.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Cracked, volcanic landscape broken only by jagged mountains peaks that dwarfed in comparison to the one they were on top of. This shield that I stood at the fiery mouth of. There were chants, incantations, and whispers of [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]Vahl[/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt] that seeped out of the lips of the beings around him. They were as deafening as the voices which haunted his dreams in the past. I clenched my ears, teeth grinding, eyes wide and frantic as I seized a pillar of flesh in one hand and squeezed with all of my strength. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]'[/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]Too long you've haunted me. Too often that you've come again and again like a wolf howling to the moon every single night. GET AWAY FROM ME!'[/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt], were my thoughts as my eyes burned in rage while the girl looked back, gasping for breath. Yet...she never fought back, never struggled. Her own eyes sputtered and lost their vibrant hazel life, extinguished by a moment of passion. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]I stood, tossing her into the Pyre, into the lava below, staring at the rest of the group with a blazing defiance that seemed to brighten my grey eyes.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]One of them stepped forward. I saw her appraising eyes and then darkness.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=18pt]][ Chapter III : Serpent ][[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=10pt]Moniker[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=10pt]from[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=10pt]Tome of the Nameless[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=10.5pt]Time from this point passed incredibly fast, I was a servant to Priest of Vahl, to a strongly built man who appeared to be in his mid-forties. I was a Handmaiden, though I was called a servant as I am not female. The Priest's name, as I understood it, was Cyprian. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Under him, I learned social skills, acceptable manners, hand-to-hand combat, and melee combat. As Cyprian's servant, I was that and I was also his guard. Most of my days with him were spent either gathering and preparing materials or running extensive and repetitive drills with wooden rods. If I was not doing either of those things, I was either milling around a temple or asleep. However, now, that forsaken nightmare no longer plagued my every moment of slumber. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]But, in my submission to Priest Cyprian, to the Goddess of Destruction, I found strength and resounding faith instead of humility and silent obedience.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]With this knowledge came the strength to conquer all. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]I began to study more complex fighting techniques through secretly reading the scrolls in the lower libraries, forgoing sleep most of the time. I practiced down there as well, alone, among the thousand of scrolls which we would copy down and carry with us in our next migration off of Incaendius. More often than not, he held down whenever he sparred against other four Handmaidens and servants. That changed once Cyprian invited the opportunity to have a single bout with him. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]At that point, I had mastered these new techniques as much as I could practicing on my own in the scant months I had to train. The fight seemed to last an eternity. He was a patient fighter, a trait he indirectly taught me. I, on the other hand, had grown in physical strength and in skill. As opposed to my first bout, my strikes were calculated, more refined. They were swift and sudden, coming at unpredictable moments that beat against the cadence of battle. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]For all of my improvements, I could not best the Chosen. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]But, as whispers spread of my newfound fighting style, I was given a name and an unofficial title. The moniker by my peers. The title by Cyprian himself. Both, were reminiscent of the way I fought the Priest only days before.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]My name is White Viper. My title is the Serpent of Vahl. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Now, Cyprian also named me a Child of Vahl, inducting me into the Ember of Vahl without the usual ceremonies. Perhaps, besting my former Master in an unorthodox method of combat [/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]was[/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt] my ceremony to prove my worthiness and his constant ramblings on Vahl, her ways, and our policies were my tests of patience and faith to Mother Vahl. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]However, my pride was short lived. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]As my strength grew, my power within the Dark Side increased exponentially. Reluctantly, against Priest Cyprian's will, the Chosen sent me to Bastion to hone my abilities, hopefully, beyond what they could provide. The Sith Empire is an ally with the fractured Embers, so it seemed natural that I would further their agenda in order to further the Ember's own mission. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Upon my arrival, I approached the Academy with a long white snake and a scribbled note, written by Cyprian himself. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]It read:[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]"[/SIZE][SIZE=10.5pt]This is White Viper, he has no other name. He is a member of the Ember of Vahl. He is strong in the Dark Side of the Force and, thus, he has been sent to you. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Do not be alarmed by his familiar. It is a gift from me. It's name is Yabiss and it is bound to White Viper. Do allow the boy to keep him.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]We, the Chosen of Vahl, hope that you will teach him well and help him grow in power, strength, and (perhaps) character. See this as a another marker of trust between our two groups.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Best regards,[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.5pt]Chosen of Vahl, Priest Cyprian"[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]With this letter of admittance, my training under the Sith began.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]I can only imagine where this path will lead me.[/SIZE]

 

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[Joycelyn Zambrano]

Oh hey, more Vahla. Excellent.

 

[Kyrinov]

Not too many left, I take it?

Antewho, great profile [member="White Viper"]

 

[Kyrinov]

[member="Tevro"] - Not too many that I know of. Unless [member="Joycelyn Zambrano"] knows otherwise.

And thank you!

 

[Joycelyn Zambrano]

[member="Tevro"] [member="White Viper"]

The Vahla were very prominent a few years back, but as the Sith had a period of decline, so did the Vahla and the Ember. I can name a handful of Vahla PC's, not that many of which are active. Last we did anything, most Vahla live on the Migrant Fleet, with scattered settlements about in the galaxy, centred around large spaceports and known safe havens.

If you want more information about Vahla as they've been played on the site, there's the Ember of Vahl minor faction (not active) and an Ember as a subfaction of The Sith Empire is in the works.