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[Approved] Daughters of the Darth

Talik Gida

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I typically write 2+ Paragraphs, I try to aim for more paragraphs but never do less than 2.
Do you enjoy writing collaborative posts for things like conversations, combat, etc.?
I do!
Is grammar and depth of writing important to you?
Its a bit important, but I won't freak out on somebody for not being 'good enough', if thats even a thing.
Are there any writing subjects you particularly enjoy exploring?
I like exploring the secrets of a galaxy, and also getting into what makes a character tick and the psyche of that character. I also enjoy combat writing and romance!
Is there anything you really dislike and want to avoid like the plague?
Not really!
Is there something you are uncomfortable with happening to your character?
Nope!
Do you have any short-term or long-term goals with this character?
I would like to see Talik eventually develop to become a lord or a darth. Eventually coming into direct conflict with her sister, otherwise, lets see where the Galaxy takes her!

Imperial personnel files

"From the force, I draw strength. From strength, comes power."

Name:
Talik Gida
Species:
Lethan Twi'lek
Pureblood percentage:
0 %
Homeworld:
Korriban
Age:
18
Gender:
Female
Rank:
Sith Apprentice
Master:
Sith Lord Kallei
Former master(s):
None.
Apprentice(s):
N/A.
Sphere of influence:
Sphere of Mysteries (Espionage, Assassination, and Holocron Recovery)

Imperial Intelligence Reports

_{Detailed appearance. Imagery insufficient.}

Like her twin sister, Talik is generally regarded as an exotic beauty. Standing at a height of 5'5" the girl has a toned body from years of training how to fight at the Academy. With some rather appealing curves to accompany her, Talik is something which draws attention where she goes. Something which the girl is rather content with, as she wants to ensure her enemies and allies all know that it was she who did those actions. She dresses in a mixture of black robes and armor that are meant not to be bulky. This of course meaning that while the armor is flexible and the opposite of bulky, it will not afford as much protection. The girl can be rather vain at times, and as such typically dresses in a way to ensure she looks good for the occasion. Her orange eyes typically are critical as they look over others, and her expression one of superiority as she sees herself a step above just about all other creatures. Talik's tattoos are very similar to those of her mother and cover almost the entirety of her body.

_{Report on natural ability with the Force, as well as all known Force Techniques and the skill level.}

• Force Technique/Skill Level: Force Speed || Above Basic Training, Below Intermediate
• Force Technique/Skill Level: Telekinesis || Intermediate Training
• Force Technique/Skill Level: Force Throw || Intermediate Training
• Force Technique/Skill Level: Telekinetic Defense || Intermediate Training
• Force Technique/Skill Level: Force Sight || Basic Training
• Force Technique/Skill Level: Force Sense || Basic Training
• Force Technique/Skill Level: Precognition || Basic Training
• Force Technique/Skill Level: Mind Trick || Basic Training
• Force Technique/Skill Level: Force Jump || Above Basic Training, Below Intermediate
• Force Technique/Skill Level: Force Choke || Basic Training
• Force Technique/Skill Level: Force Lightning || Basic Talent
• Force Technique/Skill Level: Force Stasis || Intermediate Talent
• Force Technique/Skill Level: Force Rage || Undiscovered Talent

_{Report on skills not directly rooted in the Force, including level of skill}

• Skill/Experience Level: Combat Awareness || Trained Talent
• Skill/Experience Level: Sith Code || Basic Training
• Skill/Experience Level: Sith History || Basic Training
• Skill/Experience Level: Interrogation || Intermediate Training
• Skill/Experience Level: Torture || Intermediate Training
• Skill/Experience Level: Unarmed Combat || Intermediate Training
• Skill/Experience Level: Blaster Combat || Basic Training
• Skill/Experience Level: Persuasion || Intermediate Training
• Skill/Experience Level: Tactics & Strategy || Intermediate Training
• Skill/Experience Level: Espionage || Trained Talent
• Skill/Experience Level: Archeologist || Basic Talent
• Skill/Experience Level: Politics || Basic Training
• Language/Knowledge Level: Ryl || Fluent
• Language/Knowledge Level: Basic || Fluent
• Language/Knowledge Level: Huttese || Fluent
• Language/Knowledge Level: Sith || Fluent
• Language/Knowledge Level: Shyriiwook || "I don't speak carpet."

_{Report on known combat experience, training and lightsaber training.}

• Lightsaber Form/Skill Level: Form IV Ataru || Well-Trained Talent
• Lightsaber Form/Skill Level: Form III Soresu || Basic Training
• Exotic Form: Jar'Kai
• Exotic Form: Trakata
• Exotic Form: Mou Kei

_{Detailed notes on political influence and associates.}

The daughter of the Sith Lord Atroxa, Talik does not possess much by way of political influence. What little she does have is merely sway over those who answer to her mother. Talik has gained some acquaintances through her various assignments, though typically these acquaintances aren't much by way of political influence. Contacts in a criminal underbelly here, a low-level governmental clerk here. She is very much just beginning her political career, being so young.

_{Detailed notes on known rivals and enemies, outside and within the Empire.}

• Hitû Datea: A sith pureblood, Talik's main competitor and rival at the academy. Talik graduated ahead of him in standing, having pulled ahead at the end. Also an apprentice under Lord Kallei's rival.
• Prolboe Gaah: A hutt rival of Whalod Nin, and one Talik has angered by stopping his assassins during their attempt on Whalod.
• Xuva Supro: A Zabrak assassin who landed in jail after Talik handed him over to local forces on an independent space, to earn a favor from the government.
• Veron Jek: A former human politician and reformist within the Empire, who managed to evade Talik's attempt to silence him and his views. Currently hiding out in Hutt Space.

_{List and description of other known associates, including underlings.}

Associates:

• Sith Lord Atroxa: A sith lord in Empire, and the mother of Talik.
• Whalod Nin: A small-time Hutt, operating within Hutt space. Owes Talik for taking care of would-be assassins.
• Q-59 & Jarak: A bounty hunting human and droid duo frequently enough in Talik's employ.
• Sith Lord Kallei: The former trainer of Talik, now deceased.

_{List of known all ownerships, including vessels, non-standard equipment, slaves and locations.}

• Fury Interceptor "Black Rose": Lord Kallei's former Fury Interceptor, taken by Talik once she discovered her master's demise. It was formerly named Dark Hammer under her former master, but Talik has rebranded the ship. It is colored jet black and tuned so there is minimal external lighting. Otherwise equipped pretty standard, the thrusters, and shields have been augmented for moving faster and handling harsh climates. It houses two speeder bikes in the cargo bay, as well as a revolving inventory of cargo meant for usage on various missions. The Black Rose is also equipped with full living quarters for the captain of the ship, with upgrades to be a bit on the luxurious side and even contains an exquisite bath. Something which Talik is particularly fond of having aboard. The crew consists of imperial personal loyal to Kallei and her apprentice, along with a small set of droids aboard. A single M6 Series Imperial Medical Droid, single X-2 series Imperial Astromech Droid, and four Sith War Droids, Mark I. It also houses the ability for a few imperial soldiers to be brought aboard.
• Wardrobe: Talik has a rather large wardrobe to satisfy her desire to have outfits to look good no matter the situation.
• Twin Sabers: Talik posses two curved hilt lightsabers, which she often dual-wields in battle.
• Various Adventuring Gear: Talik posses some gear not typically associated with a sith, such as a grapple gun and the likes for retrieving holocrons within old ruins and the likes.

_{Psychological evaluation of candidate.}

Typically a determined and driven young candidate, Talik constantly is striving to improve herself to better achieve her goals. Constantly studying, and practicing for both knowledge as well as usefulness in the field she is seemingly a rather competent candidate with a future ahead of her. However, she does have some issues with respect to her feelings of superiority and short-fused anger that leads to foolish decisions in the field. She is a highly intelligent individual but will act impulsively at times. She can be very flirtatious and willing to use wiles to get her ways or simply satisfy a need at times, even putting aside certain responsibilities for after. Mental state is overall decently balanced, with a few small issues that can be fixed with time and corrective measures.

_{List and description of known and suspected flaws. To be put into restricted database.}

• Superior Attitude: Talik is known to have a bit of an ego and think herself superior to others, a personality trait that can lead to her making enemies easier and at times easier to be exploited.
• Rage: Talik has a short fuse and burning anger that will lead her to act impulsively to try to destroy whatever provokes her ire. Rational thought can even be tossed aside at times.
• Stamina: Talik's stamina is not as spectacular as that of other combatants, something which would make longer, drawn-out fights much more difficult than brief and explosive encounters for her.
• Pleasure Addicted: Talik is at times rather addicted to the pleasures of the world. Be it food, art, drink, or more commonly indulging in pleasures of the flesh.
• Appearance: Talik is often rather vain in nature and likes to ensure she is physically appealing or at least always looks "good".

_{Known interests of the candidate.}

• Linguistics of the Galaxy: Talik has a known interest in the linguistics of the galaxy, this being some more of personal interest than of furthering her own goals.
• Combat Styles: Talik has shown in an interest various combat forms, constantly improving herself in using the force, lightsaber, unarmed, and blaster based combat to ensure brute effectiveness in the field.
• Sex: Talik has no hesitation in engaging in some of the more... primal indulgences that go along with this. Typically she aims purely for the casual end of the spectrum, a satisfaction of her needs with no emotional attachment. Occasionally one may arise, and in those times they must also be dealt with, permanently.
• Jedi and Sith History: Talik has an interest in the history of the Jedi and the Sith, finding it useful for understanding and exploiting both sides to know where they came from. Not to mention, it is a topic she genuinely finds interest in.
• Holocron Hunting: Talik finds satisfaction in hunting down and recovering the lost Holocrons of the Sith. The more remote, dangerous, or well hidden a Holocron the more exciting.

_{Major achievements on record.}

• Strong experience in Ataru and understanding of Soresu, Age 14
• Attracting the attention of Sith Lord Kallei, Age 15
• Eliminating problematic politician with known reformist views, Age 15
• Disappearance of Revanite Sympathizer, and subsequent purging of Revanite Cell in Hutt Space alongside Lord Kallei, Age 17
• Recovery of Lost Holocron found in a forgotten temple, Age 17
• Recovery of Lost Holocron found among Revanite Sympathizer and silencing of Sympathizer, Age 18

_{Major failures on record. Confidential.}

• Insubordination against the Overseer during the Academy days, punishment was issued.
• Slaughter of a local planetary gang due to backlash over comments made towards her, resulted in information on a high-risk threat being lost.
• Lost track of Veron Jek during an attempt to silence the politician, allowing him to escape into Hutt Space with intelligence on some of the Empire's military movements he tried to use as leverage to push reforms.
• Loss of Holocron on a retrieval mission when her anger led her to track down and attack another local gang, Holocron was stolen from her targets and disappeared before she could recover it.
• Failure to protect Lord Kallei from an attack by her rivals, and to make it back in time to claim the power sphere.

Interview

_{Personal biography, as detailed by the candidate for use in imperial archives. Acquired shortly after last achievement of note.}

Born the younger of the two twins to Sith Lord Atroxa on the Imperial planet of Korriban, Talik was found to be force sensitive whenever her mother tested the twins just after they were old enough to receive their sith tattoos. Pleased with the results of that test, Atroxa kept Talik at her side while Vasani was sold away to a Hutt on Nar Shaddaa. Her young life was very quickly straight to business before she was sent off to the Academy. Atroxa trained her daughter from a young age, tutoring in the basics of saber combat as well as the ways of the force. The goal of this being to ensure that her daughter would turn out to be anything except a disappointment in her time at the Sith Academy. In order to ensure that Talik stayed in line, Atroxa ensured that the young girl knew about the sister who had been sold away to the Hutt Biothem. Using this as a threat towards Talik should she ever fall behind in her studies, or try to resist the daily training. Due to this, Talik grew up constantly trying to please her mother, while also being assured that she was going to be superior to those within the Sith Academy when she entered. This, in turn, developed and eventually turned into the attitude of superiority that the girl carries herself with these days.

In the Academy, Talik was shown to be rather competent and above the average point of most of her classmates. This, of course, being due to the tutoring and training her mother instilled from a young age. A sith pureblood within in her class, Hitû Datea, soon came to be a bit of rival towards Talik. Both were ahead of their classes, but both also carried attitudes of superiority. The resulting rivalry became rather vicious and fueled by hatred for each other. This continued to grow as the Academy had the students start practicing against each other in the form of sparring. During these sparring matches, Hitû quickly discovered that Talik had not particularly built up a resistance to telekinetic attacks from the force. This led itself to the pureblood's little gang of classmates using this tactic to push Talik around in the hopes of wounding the girl. Thus, forcing her out of a spot where she could feasibly compete with the pureblood. Growing annoyed with their tactics, Talik continued to study and work yet harder at the Academy, working on and vastly improving her telekinetic defense. This all came to fruition towards the end of their years at the Academy, when she had finally managed to build herself to a point she could resist the attacks of her would-be bullies. Along with her vastly improved combat skills, the girl decided that perhaps a bit of revenge was in order. Over the next couple of days she hunted down and beat each of the little gang into submission, forcing them to acknowledge her as stronger than Hitû. When they had all been taken out of the picture, she turned her attention on the pureblood and gave him a dose of the medicine as well. Though she waited until the final sparring matches of their time at the academy to do so, combining her defense with the usage of Soresu to create a rather potent defense against him, which once he faltered turned into a brutal display of Ataru.

The result of her revenge in the ring and her training at the Academy was that Talik captured the attention of a Sith Lord just about the time she was graduating at the age of 16. Sith Lord Kallei, one of the mystery sphere of influence. Her rival from the Academy had been taken under the wing of a Sith Lord by the name of Ryutz, a rival of her Kallei herself. Under her new master, Talik practiced and developed her skills further while also ensuring Kallei's sphere of power steadily grew. The two worked well together, dropping would-be threats to the Empire while also recovering some of those lost secrets held within Holocrons. At times, Talik was even trusted by her mentor to take on solo missions. This, of course, led to the occasional failure in her assigned missions as Talik's short-fused anger was starting to show through a bit. Most of these situations being something like the girl losing a target after her rage cost them information, or she was outsmarted after being incited into violence. She also lost a holocron along the lines of the same principle, but despite this, she was overall a rather successful young apprentice. Her master working with her to use the short-fused anger to gather strength within the dark side, utilize it to draw even more power from the force and destroy her enemies.

The most recent mission that Talik was sent out on was to ensure a revanite sympathizer was... silenced to stop his treacherous teachings from spreading further. Sent out on her master's ship, the Dark Hammer, to ensure that this was resolved in an expedient manner. The girl succeeded on the mission and was rather efficient in the manner, heading back towards Korriban within about two days of being dispatched on the mission. Though things would not seem to be going well on the homefront, as her master was not responding to her hails onboard the ship. Though the reasoning to this was soon found out when she arrived at Korriban where they were supposed to meet once more, only to find evidence of a battle in the ruined building. Along with the corpse of her master left in the middle, clearly killed by some of his rivals. Deciding that she would pick the bones of his power sphere's corpse, she first claimed the ship as her own and made its crew aware of who was their new captain. Shortly after, she started to realize that the power sphere had already been claimed and taken by the apprentices of her rivals. Moving quickly, Talik had the ownership of the ship, now dubbed the 'Black Rose', confirmed to be hers. Then set out to try to find her next assignment, or maybe even a new mentor...

[Approved] Daughters of the Darth

Vasnai'Brinme

How long do you usually write?
I typically write 2+ Paragraphs, I try to aim for more paragraphs but never do less than 2.
Do you enjoy writing collaborative posts for things like conversations, combat, etc.?
I do!
Is grammar and depth of writing important to you?
Its a bit important, but I won't freak out on somebody for not being 'good enough', if thats even a thing.
Are there any writing subjects you particularly enjoy exploring?
I like exploring the secrets of a galaxy, and also getting into what makes a character tick and the psyche of that character. I also enjoy combat writing and romance!
Is there anything you really dislike and want to avoid like the plague?
Not really!
Is there something you are uncomfortable with happening to your character?
Nope!
Do you have any short-term or long-term goals with this character?
I really think it would be interesting to just see where the galaxy takes her. Maybe learning to use her force powers a little (whether from formal training or not), but others lets see where it goes!

Slave's Holonet Ad

"I want to be free."

Name:
Vasani'Brinme
Species:
Twi'lek
Homeworld:
Korriban
Age:
18
Gender:
Female
Owner:
Krembal the Hutt
Previous Owner(s):
Krembal the Hutt
Occupation:
Slave - Dancer and Hutt's Prized Possession
Current location:
Nar Shaddaa
Degree of Loyalty:
Not Loyal
Ease of Training:
Easy (She caught on quickly and learned her duties easily, though the training itself was very harsh towards the slaves).
Resale Price:
Not For Sale (Would be in the very expensive range if she were)

Slave's Holonet Metadata Summary

_{Detailed appearance. Imagery insufficient.}

Vasani can be described as an exotic beauty by a large portion of the galaxy. Beautiful in every right by conventional standards, the girl is about 5' 5" in height, with an extremely athletic body. One which she earned through none other than spending her life dancing for the amusement of Krembal's patrons. Though she has a flexible build and athletic body, the girl does have rather pleasant curves in the right places to keep the eye on her. Her orange eyes are piercing, something many find attractive. Though these eyes are also windows into her soul, as one can usually tell how the girl feels at any given point by simply peering into her eyes. Her body is covered in black sith tattoos, standing out against her red skin and the only reminder of being the daughter of a sith. Her outfit typically consists of revealing outfits one might expect on a slave meant to be shown off, simply because she does not understand a life in which she can dress how she wants.

_{Report on natural ability with the Force, as well as all known Force Techniques and the skill level.}

• Skill Level: No training
• Force Technique/Skill Level: Telekinesis || Undiscovered Talent
• Force Technique/Skill Level: Force Throw || Undiscovered Talent
• Force Technique/Skill Level: Mind Trick || Undiscovered Talent

_{Report on skills and talents, including level of skill.}

• Talent/Skill Level: Dancing/Flexibility/Agility || Very Skilled
• Talent/Skill Level: Huttese/Basic/Ryl || Fluent
• Talent/Skill Level: Stamina || High Amount
• Talent/Skill Level: Flirtation/Seduction || Decent
• Talent/Skill Level: Intelligence || Highly Intelligent
• Talent/Skill Level: Knlowedge of Hutt Crime Underworld || Execellent

Explanation of skills/talents

The twi'lek does not have many skills that would prove useful outside of those that would benefit her in her current situation. She is quite the dancer, and rather flexible due to the way that she was raised. The girl also has a rather decent amount of stamina to boot. She is fluent in huttese, basic, and Ryl (along with the subtle movements of lekku twi'lek can communicate with). Otherwise, her skills also lie in seduction/flirtation, meant to entice patrons of the hutt so they would be more amicable to his offers. Other than these skills, the slave has very little other skills and is a bit of a blank canvas. Vasani is a highly intelligent girl, though she has never had a chance to show this in her life. Throughout her years as Krembal's prized possession, Vasani has learned much about how the Hutt underworld works. Things like the power structure, contacts to get in, all sorts of thing one could only learn from being so close to a rather influential player in said underworld at all times in their life. She has also obtained a few contacts, or at least the means to contact them from her years enticing others so they would be more... amicable to Krembal's offers.

_{Report on known combat experience, training and weapons training.}

No experience beyond the few failed escape attempts the young Twi'lek has made.

_{Does the Slave have or have they ever had, a bounty on them? Are they wanted?}

No.

_{Detailed notes on common/favored employers and any noteworthy contacts.}

Krembal the Hutt - A crimelord and prolific owner of a massive casino on Nar Shadaa. He is known for running one of the more successful casinos in the game and having a rather impressive amount of wealth to match it. His enforcers and drug empire is almost as successful, enough that many do not even dare to impede upon the Hutt's territory. Vasani is his prized possession since her looks are exotic, and he uses her as a bit of a status symbol.

_{Detailed notes on known rivals and enemies.}

N/A.

_{List and description of other known associates.}

• Klorro Bwad: A hutt rival of Krembal, though the two never met Vasani knows how to contact the hutt after listening in while several mercenaries discussed which hutt's job they should take.
• Trask Vod: A male Weequay slaver, the two were not on fond terms due to Vanasi's constant decisions to snub the Weequay, but he owes her after she found evidence that the slaver was working for Bwad as well after he had been drinking. She kept this a secret with the hopes of a favor down the line.
• Larsk Purc: A Nikto informant working for Krembal and a few other hutts, specializes in getting info from the areas around hutt space and organizing jobs. Fond of Vasani due to her attempts to make the Nikto more amicable to Krembal. Also known to give information to whoever is willing to pay his price.
• Slepp Vus: A male trandoshan bounty hunter, typically does work around Nar Shaddaa and hutt space. Not well known to Vasani beyond how to contact him.
• Qoful Enil: A female trandoshan bounty hunter, works alongside Sleep Vus.
• Tu Jhusa: A bounty hunter Selkath who worked under Krembal several times against his will as the hutt held the poor man's family hostage. The two once attempted to plan her escape before the Selkath was sent off on a long-range mission to ensure Krembal's empire in the farther reaches.
• Wesall "Fixxer" Sea: A male drug dealer and smuggler for Krembal's empire. Has known skills in pushing his product as well as smuggling it around the galaxy. Claims he can get any product anywhere. He was responsible for helping keep Vasani drugged after her escape attempt. Easy to contact, but might also snitch one out to Krembal for a bonus pay.
• Hira'niseela "Numa": A twi'lek slave dancer working under Krembal, was kidnapped from her home at a young age and has spent 26 years living under the hutt. She is Krembal's second most prized, and an excellent translator. As such she often translates when Vasani is not capable. The two were very close, with Vasani calling Hira by "Numa", which means sister.

_{List of known belongings, including but not limited to planetary surface property, civilian and military vessels, vehicles, weapons, tools.}

• Clothes: Vasani is provided with only one set of clothing per day, and has seven different outfits which she is given on the day it is decided she will wear them. Each takes the form of either a metal bikini*, colored in tones of red, purple, and black that all compliment her skin tone and show off the slave's body.
• Collar with Leash: Vasani always is wearing a collar with a leash attached to it following her attempted escape attempts. This leash is either linked to the hutt's dais next to her master, or it is attached to the cage which she is dancing within.

*

The bikini outfits are similar to Leia Organa's slave outfit.

_{Psychological evaluation of Slave.}

A wickedly intelligent individual, Vasani'Brinme is quick to pick up on whatever lessons are taught to her to help her better serve under Krembal. She has an oddly curious nature that somehow has managed to survive throughout all of her years as a slave. Typically she comes across as a rather flirtatious and sultry individual, as that is how she is supposed to be acting towards patrons to entice them whenever Krembal is around. Though in her eyes one can clear as day see the look of a suffering, scared young woman. One who desperately craves to be freed from the clutches of the Hutt.

In the deepest parts of her mind, a place where the girl tries to keep her most important secrets hidden from all others are where her true colors would really show. These colors show a girl who is still suffering from the effects of being abandoned to something akin to what others would describe as hell. She knows her mother willingly gave her away as if she were worth nothing to her. As such, the twi'lek is constantly trying to seek out any form of attention from others (who don't repulse her, such as Hutts), for that verification that she is, in fact, alive and a person. Validation that she was worth something more than a piece to be thrown aside as it suited others. This searching for validation comes in a variety of forms, but all can easily agree that none of them are particularly healthy for the young girl.

Vasani is also rather guarded when it comes to interpersonal relationships. After years of emotional abuse and manipulation at the hands of the hutt and his patrons, the twi'lek has very high walls up to prevent others from getting close. Trust is a commodity that is about as rare with the girl as a hairless Wookie. It can be seen in the few candid interactions she has with others. This is shown in how she withdraws from others, often trying to retreat away while also ensuring to keep a distrustful eye upon those around her. Expecting them to torment her even further in this hell that become her life.

_{List and description of known and suspected flaws. To be put into a restricted database.}

• Drug Temptation: Due to her experiences with illicit substances, Vasani always has that dark temptation in the back of her mind to return to using these substances. As the high did afford the girl a sense of peace in a life she otherwise felt consisted of suffering.
• Slave Life: Due to living as a slave dancer and prize her entire life under Krembal, Vasani has no skills beyond what she needed in her day to day life as a slave. Vasani has no skills and understands little of how to function in the outside world.
• Physical Strength: Vasani is not all that strong physically, falling just beneath an average girl of her age in strength.
• Force Sensitivity: Vasani is force-sensitive but unaware of this fact, as such those who are also force-sensitive would be able to easily tell she is and overwhelm her without the girl having much of a chance to react.
• Impulsive: Vasani is rather impulsive, and very emotional. She often enough will act on her emotions without particularly thinking through the consequences. Something that gets her in a fair amount of trouble with the hutts who own her.

_{Known interests of the slave.}

None, she is not allowed time to discover herself or indulge in her own desires. Beyond her burning desire for freedom.

_{Major achievements on record.}

N/A.

_{Major escape attempts on record. Confidential.}

Vasani has only had one significant escape attempt since she has become old enough to even understand the situation that she is in. The escape attempt occurred just after she turned 17 years old. Having behaved well for the last few years under the hutt's thumb, the slave was allowed some small rewards for keeping in line with the rules. This included times where the collar firmly fastened around her neck would be released after the casino had closed and she was allowed to walk freely around one of the rooms in the casino. This, of course, proved to be what gave the girl the chance to try to make an attempt to escape. One of the days that she was being let free, the girl waited until her guards had been about to leave the room before charging out after him. She didn't really focus on anything besides running for everything that she had in her and managed to duck blaster bolts through the casino and nearly made it out the exit. That is until one of Krembal's enforcer droids stepped and knocked the would-be escapee unconscious before returning her to her owner. As a punishment for her "crimes", the girl was kept at Krembal's side at all times from that point on and even worse was continually drugged with just a bit of Krembal's own products. Enough to keep her calm and ensure another escape attempt did not occur, though not enough to cause her to be addicted. A fine balance, and one that only recently just ended whenever the hutt felt she had learned her lesson and would not attempt to escape once more.

Interview

_{Personal biography, as detailed by the subject for future record. Acquired shortly after last achievement of note.}

Vasani'Brinme was the firstborn of the two daughters of Sith Lord Atroxa and born on the imperial world of Korriban. Born a mere few seconds before her twin sibling, the girl was not long for life among her mother and her sister. As when the two were still young, just after they had received their sith tattoos like their mother, they were tested for their force sensitivity. Upon finding that the older of the two was not force sensitive to any degree, the child was quickly sold into slavery by her mother. The Sith Lord chose to sell her daughter outside of the empire in part for two reasons, the first being that the sale to the hutt outside of the empire enacted a favor which she needed. The second being that the Sith Lord did not much want the shame of having a non-force sensitive daughter to be known. Therefore, after the sale in secret to the hutt Atroxa passed off a lie that her young child had died early in her life. This, along with the favor being the removal of an inconvenient imperial encroaching on Atroxa's political territory by Krembal was what finalized the decision to see to Krembal. So Brin was sold to Krembal, a crimelord based out of Nar Shaddaa who offered a rather good price for an investment that he knew would later come to bring him rather good profits. With that deal set in stone, the daughter was soon send off towards her knew life as a slave under Krembal the Hutt. Here it was ordained that she would be raised and that her days would be forever in service to her new owner, the sole being in charge of her life.

Growing up in a Hutt's grasp was not exactly the most pleasant of childhoods. Her early years were spent learning how to speak various languages to assist in translating for the hutt, as well as learning how to be his personal server. She was tasked with ensuring his cup was never empty, and that he always had gorgs stocked that he could eat whenever he particularly pleased. It did not take the girl long to pick up on the various languages and tasks that she was assigned. During this time, she was also continually manipulated to be steered away from anything that could begin to resemble free will. The lessons on how to perform as a dancer for the hutt started to begin during these formative years of her life. As she grew older, more attractive and more skilled as a dancer the girl quickly became a favored possession of Krembal. For she was what most of his patrons considered to be an exotic beauty, and would work as something as a status symbol for the hutt. So she was relegated to dancing, and having a place next to the hutt on his dais. As such, she soon also took up translating the languages she knew for the hutt and soon became a face that most of his regular clients had come to know well.

At around 14, Vasani started to realize that not everything she was experiencing was exactly... something that she liked. When asking about the freedom that she had observed patrons coming and going with, she was quickly informed that such was not her life. In response to her questioning, Krembal had the girl beaten and punished for daring to ask such questions. Over time, she slowly started to realize that the world she had somehow come to accept was falling apart and see was starting to see the ugly truth. Where once she had thought she was seen as a servant, something to appease a lord, she started to see that she was property. Of value along the same lines a rigged slot machine that ensured money for the hutt was of value. A deep rooted hatred started to grow within the girl as she started to crave an ending to this life. To the fear, pain, and the treatment she was starting to realize was not an aspect of life she wanted to simply accept. Instead a hunger for the freedom she saw others having started to grow within herself. A desire to escape the shackles that held her down now.

At age 16-17, the young twi'lek started to act out against the hutt against what most would consider to being better judgment. Desperately grasping for chances that might result in her release, as she started to figure that perhaps if she was no longer his favorite she would be moved away from the creature that she found so vile. Yet this proved to not be the case, as the hutt decided to give her a little freedom to see if that would inspire the girl to be a bit more loyal to him. Of course, this quickly resulted in the slave attempting to escape from the casino before being stopped at one of the main entrances by one of Krembal's enforcer droids. From here, he had her brought back and kept at his side at all times. On top of that, she was drugged with some of his own supply to ensure that she stayed complacent. It was also a punishment he felt the girl would hate, and one he was certain would teach her a lesson. This treatment went on for nearly a year until she had just turned 18, and the hutt finally felt she had learned her lesson. As after the treatment, she seemed to be behaving and acting exactly as he had wanted her to be. Although in reality, the young slave was searching for the next opening that would take her away from this vile creature.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Jade Schneider

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The girl stopped practicing for a good while, her attention stolen by the sounds of the fighting from the capture the flag game going on in the background. The sounds of people fighting made her wonder how many people were getting hurt out in the fight, despite the fact that the ones running the place didn't overly seem concerned about the games. She wondered if her cabinmates were winning the fight, and almost wondered what would have happened had she try to participate. Though that thought was quickly pushed out of her mind as a mere fantasy, considering she had virtually no combat skills and couldn't even see for that matter. She would've served no purpose except as a punching bag for the other team. Letting out a long sigh as she tilted her head to the side, she wondered about how long it would take for her to learn enough skills to be useful in such a situation.

Turning her attention back towards the spellbook that sat open in her lap, she let out a long sigh as she tilted her head towards the book. As if she was reading the book despite not being able to really see the book. After a few moments, she ran her fingers across the braille once more, yet again trying to figure out if she had missed anything in the spellbook. Satisfied that she had quite completely managed to read every bit of information that one could gleam from the text. Then focusing once more on the process of calming herself, gathering the magic, and exerting it to gather the air in enough to ignite. Then focusing on igniting the air and turning it into a ball of flame floating above her palm, like a true little sorceress. Except that wasn't exactly what happened, instead a few small embers popped this time along with the sparks, followed by a sigh of an irritated young girl.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Roman Carter

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Location: Underneath Mount Bashenga - Wakanda
Skills: N/A

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As he cursed out the bot, Roman was sure his end was coming before it was suddenly cut down by the good doctor. The man felt a tinge of irritation at that, mixed in among being thankful for the save. Though his pride could really only handle so much embarrassment, which was really all he had been doing on this mission. Not to mention the fact that the fucking wizard had to save the man of science. That was one point for magic and being down one for science. He was a disappointment to scientists everywhere, and even to shield agents after getting another one of his allies killed. The man was not in a very good place mentally at the moment when Shuri clapped the young man on the back before heading through the portal, which he followed her through soon after that point.

He arrived after Strange and Doom had already been arguing a bit, and was wondering who the other voice was that was talking to the sorcerer supreme. Upon entering the lab, he turned in the direction everybody else was looking and saw none other than Doctor Fucking Doom. His eyes went wide in a mere moment as he realized who they were in the room with and heard Cassandra's comments on the matter. He wanted to tack in that they would be exceedingly stupid to trust Doom with anything more than dancing for their amusement. The man practically screamed 'I'm doing to betray you terribly and you're gonna feel bad haha nerd' at the world. Yet here they were willing to trust him just like they had with the Scarlett Witch.

Heroes Reborn: Prime Earth (Superhero/Urban Fantasy: OPEN)

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Reunion

January 2, 12:04 PM
North-East of Atlanta, Georgia - Near US Highway 85

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As she soared through the skies on Champion's back like she had as a little girl, the young hero found herself unable to enjoy the feeling like the carefree girl she had used to. Instead, the girl had her head on a swivel to keep a watch for anything flying at them as it seemed almost impossible that she had finally escaped from that hell. The girl's mind constantly racing as she tried to find where the next threat that would be coming and where it would be coming from. Yet, such was not the case as they flew undisturbed through the air and hopefully towards her sister. Though it seemed the Champion didn't exactly know where Verra was, which stuck the young girl as odd given that he said they had been searching for her together. As they flew, she saw something out of the corner of her eye... a blur of movement that seemed to be coming towards them. In a mere second, the girl's tail popped up and shot out a long tongue of flame that quickly incinerated the... poor bird. Her eyes were a bit wild as her body tensed like it was ready for combat for the next few long moments before her heart finally stopped pounding in her chest. Her eye wide as she realized that she had just reacted so strongly, so quickly to something as small as a goddamn bird. An innocent creature who had done nothing wrong besides vaguely flying near them, and she had slaughtered it without a second thought. A look of horror spread across her features as she realized that it had been no threat, yet she had reacted as if she were still in that place. Perhaps in some part of her mind, she had truly never left the scar.

The thoughts racing through her mind sent her down another path as she looked at what had made it so easy for her to slaughter that poor bird. Staring first at her arms of metal, she could swear she could almost see the little machines that bonded together to create the limbs. Then she thought to the tail and her legs. A dark thought crossed her mind as she started to wonder if her sister would even recognize her anymore. Would Verra even see the cute little sister she used to have anywhere within her anymore? Would she even see a girl or just a machine? What if Verra didn't accept her for what she was nowadays? The thoughts shook Nano to her core, the girl feeling tears building up in her eye as her heart sank. Her stomach seemed to freely flip around within her body, fueled by the massive amount of unease coursing through her veins in those moments.

So bad was the anxiety, that she almost told the Champion to call off their search for Verra. nano being unsure if she was really ready to face her sister. Wondering if it was better to truly just let what connections Lexi had left die off than it was to face the possible pain that could come with trying to reconnect with those very connections. Her mind raced, trying to find just about every excuse she could find to justify suddenly not wanting to find her long lost sister. Something beyond the nerves and anxiety over what she had become and how Verra would feel about it. Yet she would never get the chance to voice any of these excuses, as soon enough the Champion began their descent towards the ground. Nano even soon enough finding a girl who looked very much like Verra, even down to the hair color eating a peach.

In that moment, whatever doubts she had racing through her mind were immediately washed away. Instead, it was replaced by a feeling of pure elation at the fact she had finally found the sister she thought lost for so many years. She wasn't sure how Verra survived, given what she had experienced, but she didn't care in that moment. A goofy grin appeared on her features as Champion landed, and tears welled up once more. Only these tears were instead ones of joy for the moment than those she had from mere moments ago. So eager was she, that by the time Champ had managed to clear his through and start to address Velocity, Nano had already covered three-quarters of the distance between them and was leaping into a tackle hug towards Verra. Words were not spoken, as the girl couldn't find the words to say. Instead, she just wanted to hug Verra one more time. Almost as if she was trying to confirm that her sister was real and not some fevered hallucination of a girl still trying to survive alone in the scar.

Hope's Last Stand

Arla of the Black Flame

Arla of the Black Flame

| {Full Name} |

Arla S’lieth

| {Age} |

19

| {Species} |

Halfbreed Dragon

| {Gender} |

Female

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| {Alignment} |

True Neutral

| World |

Valkoria.

| {Appearance} |

The girl is generally seen as a rather exotic beauty even among her own world. With a dark colored skin tone, she already stands out from the human forms of most other dragons in the world. As they often enough tend to choose lighter skin tones for themselves. Her hair is kept short and a bit wild, something that is often pointed towards her rather rebellious nature as a youth. She is in almost as top a condition as one could get, despite her rather generous curves. She does bear signs of her draconic heritage, in the form of black scaly growths on her skin. Along with the large black wings from her back, tail, and the two horns sprouting from her head. She generally dresses in outfits that are simple enough to allow her freedom of movement if she is attacked, as well as outfits that she feels look cute enough to appease the young girl.

| {Physical Abilities} |

• Flight - Arla is capable of flying via the large wings sprouting from her back, as well as hovering in the air.
• Bow and Arrow Accuracy - Arla is very accurate and excellent at handling a bow and arrow, coming from years of experience using such a weapon.
• Stealth - Arla is pretty adept at fighting from the shadows, and keeping to the shadows until it is needed that she strike.
• Agility - Arla is a very acrobatic/agile fighter.
• Strength - Arla has enhanced strength typical of the Halfbreeds.
• Talon Fighting - Arla has a unique close quarters fighting style focused around using the taloned gauntlets she wears.
• Resistant to Fire Damage - Arla is resistant to fire damage, as it typical of halfbreeds.
• Enhanced Senses - Arla has night vision, along with an enhanced sense of smell due to her draconic heritage.

| {Magical Abilities} |

• Black Fire - Arla is one of the few capable of producing black flames, and as a result of her fire-related magic is black in color. This also causes said flames to burn hotter than usual, hence their revered state back in her home world.
• Lightning Magic - Arla is capable of utilizing lightning type magic.
• Fire Magic - Arla is capable of utilizing fire type magic.
• Magical Arrows - Arla is capable of casting her spells in the form of arrows shot from her bow, which activate upon impact.

| {Limitations} |

• Magical Novice - Arla is a novice in casting magic, as such she is really only capable of simple spells, and these spells are weaker than those who have received training or had more practice in wielding magic.
• Lightning Vulnerability - Arla, like all of her kind, is vulnerable to lightning based attacks.
• Naive - Due to her young age, Arla does not have as much worldly experience as others might have, leading her to act in manners which one might consider foolish or dangerous.
• Fragility - Despite being agile and strong, Arla is comparable to a glass cannon. She is not able to resist damage very well.
• Wasteful Mana - Arla as a novice mage also uses up mana rather quickly, and is not very efficient in her usage of it. This leads her to run out quickly, which will tire her out and cause her to pass out. The possibility is even there for her to die from loss of mana.

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| {Personality} |

Arla is very much a young, naive girl in most aspects of how she acts. Often enough wearing her heart on sleeve, it isn’t overly difficult for one to figure out how she feels about them, or how she is feeling about the current situation. She has a typically excitable nature and is a rather smart young girl. Although her temper is equally easy to see flare up, as she has a rather short fuse on an anger that burns hot for a very long time. Arla is slow to forgive someone for angering her, and she makes it clearly known when she is angry with somebody. Her emotions tend to cloud her rational thought rather easily, and the girl will not hesitate to act upon her emotions. Arla is also vehemently against being forced to do something because ‘its her place’ or any sort of destiny. She hates the idea that she was put on this plane of existence for a specific purpose and instead would rather cast those shackles off and carve her own place in life.

Inwardly, Arla is a rather lonely individual. Due to how she was raised, she craves the attention and affections of others. No matter how she must go about obtaining those affections, she craves the idea that somebody loves her the way she was lacking for most of her life. She is very naive and overly trusting towards others who seem to be wanting to do something to help her, or are at least being nice to the young dragon. She has a few fears, mostly relating around abandonment, as she has a dark thought in the back of her mind that her mom did abandon her. Another of her fears being that of close spaces, due to the treatment she experienced while captured by humans during one of her various outings into the world. The girl also has a seemingly random hatred for minotaurs, and refuses to illuminate why she hates the creatures so vehemently.

| {Place of Origin} |

Arla of the Black Flame was raised among the dragons, despite being born from a dragon slayer mother. She was raised within the estate of one of the contenders for the Dragon Throne, Deimros. Her father being none other than Deimros himself. Despite this, the young girl was not raised as any sort of nobility. More as a servant, with very little rights and as a sort of abomination by the other dragons. Though her father constantly deceived her into thinking she was doing what was right. Arla received training in various subjects, such as combat and statesmanship so she could one day take her place as Queen. A queen under the thumb of her father. She had her ‘guards’ though they were more seen as handlers to a disgusting abomination. As such, the girl would periodically act out against her father just to earn some form of attention.

| {Background} |

Being born as the result of a brokering of peace between the forces under the Great Dragon Deimros and the dragon slayers, Arla was never destined to have what could be described as a perfect like. Taken from her mother mere moments after she was born to be raised among the dragons, Arla never knew what it would be like to have a mother. She grew up in her father’s estate, constantly being told to do what she was told. Of course, her father twisted her young mind to make her think that her treatment and everything he gave her was because he loved her. His lies innumerable in order to ensure her blind obedience and loyalty. Throughout the years she was trained in various aspects of life she would need; combat, statesmanship, the likes in order to one day take a spot she was assured to be hers as the Queen. Of course, this would be a queen under the thumb of her father who would be controlling her every move from the background. At the estate, she was also treated as less than the other dragons that lived there by many of those living there. As she was seen as some abomination, a thing that was three-quarters dragon and only one-quarter human. A truly despicable little existence. Yet this jealousy and treatment only grew worse over the years as it was revealed that she was one of the fabled black dragons, with her scales and such being as black as midnight. This further showing whenever she was learning magic, and all her fire spells held the same coloring as her scales and burned hotter than those of other dragons.

For years this cycle continued, until a visitor arrived at her father’s estate that would go on to change the future of that world. A female, who had small horns atop her head, a tail unlike those of the dragons, yet with oddly draconic eyes. She bore with her an oversized axe as her weapon, and carried herself into the estate with nary a hint of unease despite not having alerted the lord to her arrival. Yet none of the guards dared move on her, her presence inspiring more fear within them than what their master would do later. Arla knew not what this woman wanted, as she simply watched from afar while the being had a meeting with her father in his private chambers. When she left, the signs of a changing future quickly became apparent to the young girl. Her father announcing that plans had changed, and that they now had a way for the dragons to reclaim the power that had been so wrongfully stolen from them all those years ago. In the next few months, various other dragon clans began to visit her father as they planned for some great war against the Dragon Slayers. While Arla herself was given the specific mission of finding and assassinating a single target in the war. A slayer named Avelith, who apparently had some sort of information that could be used to defeat the dragons in the coming war.

On the day of the battle, everything was chaos as blood was shed, until the dragons enacted their masterplan. A spell which they learned from their visitor herself, one which would rid the world of those damned slayers. Despite this, her prey had managed to get away from her in the chaos of the fighting. When she returned home, her father’s orders changed from having to kill the woman she was sent after. Instead, she was tasked with finding this woman and following along with her. Reporting back on whatever worlds she visited, and every bit of information she could get to a new superior. Instead of reporting to her father, Arla was told that she would be reporting in to none other than their visitor. Who was, for some reason, rather interested in learning about the girl’s former prey. Whether it be to ensure the job is finished, or some other nefarious purpose she was not told. Then she was given a story, an identity, of a survivor from the great battle who had been shunted from her home by the massive amounts of power released that day. How she was an innocent creature, who had only been trying to protect a group of innocents caught in the chaos. Then she was sent along her way after her prey, though due to the draconic forces not understanding extraplanar travel in the ways their visitor did, she was instead shunted to a different world and left to her devices. Something Arla hoped would wind up working out in the long run, and allow her to get back on track with her mission...

Hope's Last Stand

Its been like two months, but hey here is my sheet!

Arla of the Black Flame

Arla of the Black Flame

| {Full Name} |

Arla S’lieth

| {Age} |

19

| {Species} |

Halfbreed Dragon

| {Gender} |

Female

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| {Alignment} |

True Neutral

| World |

Valkoria.

| {Appearance} |

The girl is generally seen as a rather exotic beauty even among her own world. With a dark colored skin tone, she already stands out from the human forms of most other dragons in the world. As they often enough tend to choose lighter skin tones for themselves. Her hair is kept short and a bit wild, something that is often pointed towards her rather rebellious nature as a youth. She is in almost as top a condition as one could get, despite her rather generous curves. She does bear signs of her draconic heritage, in the form of black scaly growths on her skin. Along with the large black wings from her back, tail, and the two horns sprouting from her head. She generally dresses in outfits that are simple enough to allow her freedom of movement if she is attacked, as well as outfits that she feels look cute enough to appease the young girl.

| {Physical Abilities} |

• Flight - Arla is capable of flying via the large wings sprouting from her back, as well as hovering in the air.
• Bow and Arrow Accuracy - Arla is very accurate and excellent at handling a bow and arrow, coming from years of experience using such a weapon.
• Stealth - Arla is pretty adept at fighting from the shadows, and keeping to the shadows until it is needed that she strike.
• Agility - Arla is a very acrobatic/agile fighter.
• Strength - Arla has enhanced strength typical of the Halfbreeds.
• Talon Fighting - Arla has a unique close quarters fighting style focused around using the taloned gauntlets she wears.
• Resistant to Fire Damage - Arla is resistant to fire damage, as it typical of halfbreeds.
• Enhanced Senses - Arla has night vision, along with an enhanced sense of smell due to her draconic heritage.

| {Magical Abilities} |

• Black Fire - Arla is one of the few capable of producing black flames, and as a result of her fire-related magic is black in color. This also causes said flames to burn hotter than usual, hence their revered state back in her home world.
• Lightning Magic - Arla is capable of utilizing lightning type magic.
• Fire Magic - Arla is capable of utilizing fire type magic.
• Magical Arrows - Arla is capable of casting her spells in the form of arrows shot from her bow, which activate upon impact.

| {Limitations} |

• Magical Novice - Arla is a novice in casting magic, as such she is really only capable of simple spells, and these spells are weaker than those who have received training or had more practice in wielding magic.
• Lightning Vulnerability - Arla, like all of her kind, is vulnerable to lightning based attacks.
• Naive - Due to her young age, Arla does not have as much worldly experience as others might have, leading her to act in manners which one might consider foolish or dangerous.
• Fragility - Despite being agile and strong, Arla is comparable to a glass cannon. She is not able to resist damage very well.
• Wasteful Mana - Arla as a novice mage also uses up mana rather quickly, and is not very efficient in her usage of it. This leads her to run out quickly, which will tire her out and cause her to pass out. The possibility is even there for her to die from loss of mana.

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| {Personality} |

Arla is very much a young, naive girl in most aspects of how she acts. Often enough wearing her heart on sleeve, it isn’t overly difficult for one to figure out how she feels about them, or how she is feeling about the current situation. She has a typically excitable nature and is a rather smart young girl. Although her temper is equally easy to see flare up, as she has a rather short fuse on an anger that burns hot for a very long time. Arla is slow to forgive someone for angering her, and she makes it clearly known when she is angry with somebody. Her emotions tend to cloud her rational thought rather easily, and the girl will not hesitate to act upon her emotions. Arla is also vehemently against being forced to do something because ‘its her place’ or any sort of destiny. She hates the idea that she was put on this plane of existence for a specific purpose and instead would rather cast those shackles off and carve her own place in life.

Inwardly, Arla is a rather lonely individual. Due to how she was raised, she craves the attention and affections of others. No matter how she must go about obtaining those affections, she craves the idea that somebody loves her the way she was lacking for most of her life. She is very naive and overly trusting towards others who seem to be wanting to do something to help her, or are at least being nice to the young dragon. She has a few fears, mostly relating around abandonment, as she has a dark thought in the back of her mind that her mom did abandon her. Another of her fears being that of close spaces, due to the treatment she experienced while captured by humans during one of her various outings into the world. The girl also has a seemingly random hatred for minotaurs, and refuses to illuminate why she hates the creatures so vehemently.

| {Place of Origin} |

Arla of the Black Flame was raised among the dragons, despite being born from a dragon slayer mother. She was raised within the estate of one of the contenders for the Dragon Throne, Deimros. Her father being none other than Deimros himself. Despite this, the young girl was not raised as any sort of nobility. More as a servant, with very little rights and as a sort of abomination by the other dragons. Though her father constantly deceived her into thinking she was doing what was right. Arla received training in various subjects, such as combat and statesmanship so she could one day take her place as Queen. A queen under the thumb of her father. She had her ‘guards’ though they were more seen as handlers to a disgusting abomination. As such, the girl would periodically act out against her father just to earn some form of attention.

| {Background} |

Being born as the result of a brokering of peace between the forces under the Great Dragon Deimros and the dragon slayers, Arla was never destined to have what could be described as a perfect like. Taken from her mother mere moments after she was born to be raised among the dragons, Arla never knew what it would be like to have a mother. She grew up in her father’s estate, constantly being told to do what she was told. Of course, her father twisted her young mind to make her think that her treatment and everything he gave her was because he loved her. His lies innumerable in order to ensure her blind obedience and loyalty. Throughout the years she was trained in various aspects of life she would need; combat, statesmanship, the likes in order to one day take a spot she was assured to be hers as the Queen. Of course, this would be a queen under the thumb of her father who would be controlling her every move from the background. At the estate, she was also treated as less than the other dragons that lived there by many of those living there. As she was seen as some abomination, a thing that was three-quarters dragon and only one-quarter human. A truly despicable little existence. Yet this jealousy and treatment only grew worse over the years as it was revealed that she was one of the fabled black dragons, with her scales and such being as black as midnight. This further showing whenever she was learning magic, and all her fire spells held the same coloring as her scales and burned hotter than those of other dragons.

For years this cycle continued, until a visitor arrived at her father’s estate that would go on to change the future of that world. A female, who had small horns atop her head, a tail unlike those of the dragons, yet with oddly draconic eyes. She bore with her an oversized axe as her weapon, and carried herself into the estate with nary a hint of unease despite not having alerted the lord to her arrival. Yet none of the guards dared move on her, her presence inspiring more fear within them than what their master would do later. Arla knew not what this woman wanted, as she simply watched from afar while the being had a meeting with her father in his private chambers. When she left, the signs of a changing future quickly became apparent to the young girl. Her father announcing that plans had changed, and that they now had a way for the dragons to reclaim the power that had been so wrongfully stolen from them all those years ago. In the next few months, various other dragon clans began to visit her father as they planned for some great war against the Dragon Slayers. While Arla herself was given the specific mission of finding and assassinating a single target in the war. A slayer named Avelith, who apparently had some sort of information that could be used to defeat the dragons in the coming war.

On the day of the battle, everything was chaos as blood was shed, until the dragons enacted their masterplan. A spell which they learned from their visitor herself, one which would rid the world of those damned slayers. Despite this, her prey had managed to get away from her in the chaos of the fighting. When she returned home, her father’s orders changed from having to kill the woman she was sent after. Instead, she was tasked with finding this woman and following along with her. Reporting back on whatever worlds she visited, and every bit of information she could get to a new superior. Instead of reporting to her father, Arla was told that she would be reporting in to none other than their visitor. Who was, for some reason, rather interested in learning about the girl’s former prey. Whether it be to ensure the job is finished, or some other nefarious purpose she was not told. Then she was given a story, an identity, of a survivor from the great battle who had been shunted from her home by the massive amounts of power released that day. How she was an innocent creature, who had only been trying to protect a group of innocents caught in the chaos. Then she was sent along her way after her prey, though due to the draconic forces not understanding extraplanar travel in the ways their visitor did, she was instead shunted to a different world and left to her devices. Something Arla hoped would wind up working out in the long run, and allow her to get back on track with her mission...

Feel free to use this as a reference if needed!

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Roman Carter

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Location: Outskirts of Birnin Zana, Wakanda (F,8) -> Just near the portal
Skills: Technomancy

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The man was caught off guard whenever Cassandra turned on him rather coldly, and he could've sworn that he lost control of the Ultron drone in his moment of lacking focus whenever the woman turned on him. Yet his little Ultron-bro seemed to decide that it was cool sticking with club Roman. So instead, it went around and ruined two of its pals before the fight finished, something he was rather thankful about. As he really didn't want it to suddenly turn and shoot him in the foot, that would most certainly suck. But seeing how the group seemed to all be alright after the battle, he really couldn't complain all that much about how things turned out. Even if the girl he had been growing closest to now suddenly hated him, and rightfully so, due to his damn actions. He was smarter than this, he could most certainly do better.

As the group started heading towards the portal to leave, Roman looked over at Bonnie. He felt his heart drop a bit as he mouthed a small apology towards the corpse. Then turning towards the Ultron drone, he let out a small sigh as he walked over and pat it on the shoulder. "Sorry, 88. Gonna have to ask you to rest now." He said as he tried to leave a few commands for the bot to self destruct after they went through the portal. The name he gave it referencing an assassin droid from Star Wars, but he didn't expect the drone to really know that. As he started to walk away, he heard the sounds of the drone preparing to fire, and immediately started to run. However, the drone fired and hit his foot, causing him to tumble to the ground in front of the portal, yelling out in pain before he looked back at the drone. "DID YOU READ MY FUCKING MIND OR SOMETHING!?" He shouted, as he tried to get back to his feet and make towards the portal, the irony of his earlier thoughts coming true exactly only filling him with rage as he tried to make it before either the portal closed or the drone caught him.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

Jade Schneider

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The girl wore an expression of annoyance for a moment whenever the centaur addressed her and his advice was basically to just 'relax'. She had never been particularly good at hiding her emotions. Grumbling in annoyance to herself she turned back to her practice with the damn magic. She read through the spell once more, carefully analyzing how each little bit of it would work for her. Thinking to what the centaur had told her mere moments ago, Jade let out a small sigh before closing her eyes. Not that it made any difference, and taking a deep breath to try to control her breathing and relax a bit before trying her best at the spell once more. Once she felt her irritation ebbing away, and a calm settling in Jade attempted the spell once again. Focusing on the magics required to make it work, Jade attempted to form a flame in her palm.

Then was greeted moments later by the smell of smoke, and a few small sparks hitting her arm. The small burning sensation wasn't really all that painful, but the rage that flared in her chest certainly was. With a loud huff she threw the spellbook down and said quite a few words that were rather un-ladylike. Though a few moments later, her mind focused on a single thing. She had actually produced sparks that time! Instead of the usual just smoke! The girl almost squealed at this discover, as that was something she had been completely unable to do mere hours beforehand. She wanted to celebrate, but told herself not to do that just yet. She could celebrate when she could complete the spell. With new determination flowing through her veins, Jade picked up the spell book and dusted it off. Determined to make everything work for her this time around.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Roman Carter

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Location: Wakanda (N7 - F8)
Skills: Technomancy

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Things went to shit just about as quickly as his victory had seemed to arrive. When the drones exploded, the explosion and shrapnel from the explosions caused chaos among their ranks. Going as far as to even cut down Bonnie, one of their team members and a close friend of Cassandra. He swore to himself, realizing that he had been the cause of another teammate to die. First, he had been blind to her influences and gotten his old squad killed. Now he had made a choice to blow up some drones and killed another. "I-I didn't." He muttered softly, eyes wide as he realized he was failing at the whole reason he had even joined SHIELD in the first place. To save people. Yet here had just killed another one of his teammates, people that he was supposed to support and protect in the field. Moving quickly, he moved over towards Cass with the intention of pulling her to her feet and getting through the portal.

Then the portal closed, and Roman was stuck out here with all the drones. Focusing solely on one of the nearby drones that had yet to be attacked, Roman attempted to steal control of the drone and turn it back on its own allies. Using that to try to cause discord among their troops and give even more of an advantage over their enemy. The man channeled all of his energy and was unable to break through the firewalls of the drone, cursing to himself. Determined not to be useless in the manner of the field, he tried a second time only to be rebuked but learned a bit about this one's programming. "You're mine, asshole." He growled as he broke through their firewalls on the third attempt. Turning the drone to stop attacking his allies, and instead, turn and start firing upon its own former allies. A victory that Roman hoped would help turn the tide just a bit more.