Character
NAME: Zilera T’daro
FACTION: Order of the Silver Jedi
RANK: Initiate
SPECIES: Hapan
AGE: 18
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5’6
WEIGHT: ~160 lbs
EYES: Brown, flecked with gold
HAIR: Black, usually done up in bun
SKIN: Tanned White
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
FACTION: Order of the Silver Jedi
RANK: Initiate
SPECIES: Hapan
AGE: 18
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5’6
WEIGHT: ~160 lbs
EYES: Brown, flecked with gold
HAIR: Black, usually done up in bun
SKIN: Tanned White
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
- Physical Strength: Zilera is pretty strong, having been fairly athletic as a younger child
- Kindness: Zilera is exceedingly kind, often to her detriment. She tries her best to help everyone she can, but can’t always meet that goal
- Cheerful: Zilera is a very happy person, most of the time. She tries to be a ray of sunshine for the people around her
- Lonely: Zilera has severe abandonment issues, stemming from her parents leaving unexpectedly when she was little. This leads to her be loyal, but also very clingy and unwilling to be left alone
- Stubborn: Zilera is headstrong and usually makes decisions by herself, without consulting others. This leads to her getting into trouble often
- Perfectionist: Zilera looks for only the best, and will accept nothing less from herself. This doesn’t extend to others but she holds herself to an unreasonable standard.
Zilera is a Hapan woman, slightly taller and more muscular than the average. She has shoulder-length black hair, although that is usually done up in a bun. Her eyes are brown and flecked with gold. She is usually dressed in fairly simple clothing, having been a Jedi for a good portion of her life.
I was born on Hapes, in the Transitory Mists. My father, Jadon, was a mid-level bureaucrat, while my mother, Sydney, was a diplomat to Corellia from Hapes. When my father died when I was five, she took me from Hapes to Corellia. I resented her for this, as all of the friends I had made up until then were still on Hapes. I protested every time I could, until, eventually, my mother acquiesced. She sent me to live with my aunt, Koswea, back on Hapes, when I was seven. And that’s when the problems began.
That’s when my aunt and I discovered I was Force-sensitive, as I accidentally blasted the kitchen apart with a Force shockwave. A couple days after that happened, a representative of the Silver Jedi Order arrived at my home, saying that he could help. My aunt, distraught at the power I gave off, agreed. I was soon taken to Silver Rest, the main Temple of the Order. I began my training, but a Master has yet to select me as a Padawan, likely due to my stubbornness, as well as the acute abandonment issues that manifest from time to time. I have yet to construct a lightsaber and am hoping to be selected by a master soon, although I have little hope of that happening...
That’s when my aunt and I discovered I was Force-sensitive, as I accidentally blasted the kitchen apart with a Force shockwave. A couple days after that happened, a representative of the Silver Jedi Order arrived at my home, saying that he could help. My aunt, distraught at the power I gave off, agreed. I was soon taken to Silver Rest, the main Temple of the Order. I began my training, but a Master has yet to select me as a Padawan, likely due to my stubbornness, as well as the acute abandonment issues that manifest from time to time. I have yet to construct a lightsaber and am hoping to be selected by a master soon, although I have little hope of that happening...
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