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Name: Morann Arnhar
Age, Gender, Race: 21, Female, Human
Height/Weight: 5 feet 5 inches, 128 Pounds
Faction/Rank: Sith Acolyte
Force Sensitive: Yes
Lightsaber/Sword Forms: A competent beginner student in the Sorkan form and the Atura form. The only two forms taught by the fascists. She wields no light saber due to a lack of availability, instead using poles and staves.
Appearance: Her dark hair is kept short at her jaw. She wears black moth-eaten robes with too large boots adapted to her size with makeshift straps. Pale skinned from the little exposure to the sun. Dark eyes makes her finely boned face haughty. Lean and muscular she cares little for her looks other than that it will not be used against her in a fight.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Morann is not very strong, she relies more heavily on speed and her intellect. While her knowledge is limited with technology, history, and culture due to the closed off mainly Human community. She has no knowledge of tactics or battle at all.
Equipment: Merely her clothes, 3 sets of them, and several dried foods tucked into a pocket. She also has a metal staff.
Personality: Morann is a cold and distant person, keeping her thoughts and feelings to herself. Calculating and quick to the point, she does show some character other than with a snide comment and her sharp tongue. Though she talks little other than to question for intricate details she sees and hears most of what goes on about her. Someone no one would notice, yet someone who would know more than they would let on. She prefers to go unnoticed as just another face since it allows her to avoid trouble with other acolytes and further her own means. Morann denies mercy as a general rule of thumb and if she gives it after someone has angered her, it's more likely to do more harm to the recipient than good.
That is not to say however that Morann is all bad, while she walks on the path to the Dark Side she does see some who may be averted from life's crueler path. She will take a step out of her way to help another, only to cover it by completing her own goals. Often times acting more the arrogant, selfish Sith who is merely setting up debts for later. A boost to her potential future and a potential ally should she need one. She was quick to learn her earliest lessons as a acolyte and focuses on what she must do rather than what she has done.
Biography: Morann does not know where she was born (Dagobah) or to whom. She was raised in a small village-town as a orphan. Her survival depended on work she could get or supplies she could steal. Drawn into a pool with other children she was taken to a hidden temple and trained with the others to become a Sith acolyte. She learned how to go unnoticed in the middle of a fight with her fellows as they tried to take each other out for a better chance themselves. Over the years she learned more about the temple and village. The village had been founded to deter others from coming to the temple, pretending to be the edge of no where. The other villages about the area also stemmed from the Sith temple, all being buffers to any who would try to perceive the murky depths of the swampy lake. The decrepid temple was barely habitual and from a time long ago when Sith were more prominent. Now it stands forgot and in ruins, maintained by the acolytes who weild small portions the Force with little skill and train others to continue the task. Religious fanatics they worship the Sith like fallen dark gods with awe inspiring powers. They've twisted the Sith since the fall into a sort of religion for the villages.
Children who reached an age were sent to the Temple and tested. Very few passed the test but those that did were brought in and tossed with the rest to learn from old holocroms, spoken and written lore passed down through the generations. Through this lore Morann learned quickly that to survive she would have to master everything set before her, so she bent her mind and will to the task. She fought another acolyte and killed him when she lost and he sought her life at his own leisure. From that she got the scar that marred her lip and learned never to draw out the death of a foe without a fool proof defeat. So Morann grew and fought, watching and listening to the temple as it unfolded like a flower before her and waited till she could crush it into oblivion.
Name: Morann Arnhar
Age, Gender, Race: 21, Female, Human
Height/Weight: 5 feet 5 inches, 128 Pounds
Faction/Rank: Sith Acolyte
Force Sensitive: Yes
Lightsaber/Sword Forms: A competent beginner student in the Sorkan form and the Atura form. The only two forms taught by the fascists. She wields no light saber due to a lack of availability, instead using poles and staves.
Appearance: Her dark hair is kept short at her jaw. She wears black moth-eaten robes with too large boots adapted to her size with makeshift straps. Pale skinned from the little exposure to the sun. Dark eyes makes her finely boned face haughty. Lean and muscular she cares little for her looks other than that it will not be used against her in a fight.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Morann is not very strong, she relies more heavily on speed and her intellect. While her knowledge is limited with technology, history, and culture due to the closed off mainly Human community. She has no knowledge of tactics or battle at all.
Equipment: Merely her clothes, 3 sets of them, and several dried foods tucked into a pocket. She also has a metal staff.
Personality: Morann is a cold and distant person, keeping her thoughts and feelings to herself. Calculating and quick to the point, she does show some character other than with a snide comment and her sharp tongue. Though she talks little other than to question for intricate details she sees and hears most of what goes on about her. Someone no one would notice, yet someone who would know more than they would let on. She prefers to go unnoticed as just another face since it allows her to avoid trouble with other acolytes and further her own means. Morann denies mercy as a general rule of thumb and if she gives it after someone has angered her, it's more likely to do more harm to the recipient than good.
That is not to say however that Morann is all bad, while she walks on the path to the Dark Side she does see some who may be averted from life's crueler path. She will take a step out of her way to help another, only to cover it by completing her own goals. Often times acting more the arrogant, selfish Sith who is merely setting up debts for later. A boost to her potential future and a potential ally should she need one. She was quick to learn her earliest lessons as a acolyte and focuses on what she must do rather than what she has done.
Biography: Morann does not know where she was born (Dagobah) or to whom. She was raised in a small village-town as a orphan. Her survival depended on work she could get or supplies she could steal. Drawn into a pool with other children she was taken to a hidden temple and trained with the others to become a Sith acolyte. She learned how to go unnoticed in the middle of a fight with her fellows as they tried to take each other out for a better chance themselves. Over the years she learned more about the temple and village. The village had been founded to deter others from coming to the temple, pretending to be the edge of no where. The other villages about the area also stemmed from the Sith temple, all being buffers to any who would try to perceive the murky depths of the swampy lake. The decrepid temple was barely habitual and from a time long ago when Sith were more prominent. Now it stands forgot and in ruins, maintained by the acolytes who weild small portions the Force with little skill and train others to continue the task. Religious fanatics they worship the Sith like fallen dark gods with awe inspiring powers. They've twisted the Sith since the fall into a sort of religion for the villages.
Children who reached an age were sent to the Temple and tested. Very few passed the test but those that did were brought in and tossed with the rest to learn from old holocroms, spoken and written lore passed down through the generations. Through this lore Morann learned quickly that to survive she would have to master everything set before her, so she bent her mind and will to the task. She fought another acolyte and killed him when she lost and he sought her life at his own leisure. From that she got the scar that marred her lip and learned never to draw out the death of a foe without a fool proof defeat. So Morann grew and fought, watching and listening to the temple as it unfolded like a flower before her and waited till she could crush it into oblivion.