Renora Viru

Renora Viru
Biographical Information
Date of Birth:	1 ABY
Physical Description
Species:	Human
Gender:	Female
Height:	5 Feet 7 Inches
Weight:	137 Pounds
Personal Information
Chronology & Political Information
Era(s):	Exodus era New Order era
Affiliation:	Nomad
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"It never gets easier. You just learn to live with it."

―Renora Viru

Renora Viru (pronounced ren-or-uh vere-rue) is a former member of the Iron Legion and Sadowan forces.She holds no present allegiances to any clans or factions, serving only her own goals. Renora remains simply a survivor, doing anything she deems necessary to carry on.

History

Born in Iron

Renora's parents were former Imperials that didn't join with the Imperial Remnant after the Battle of Endor. Instead, they recognized that the Empire lacked a unified leadership after the loss of its Emperor. They opted to take their still young daughter and travel into the outer rim. Their training served them well and they had no issues finding work. That work eventually took them to the Dark Brotherhood where they became officers within the Iron Legion. It was this environment that Renora was raised in. It was rigid, militaristic, and unforgiving.

She had never known anything else, so never questioned her place in the galaxy. It didn't take long for her training to lead her into the ranks of the Iron Legion itself. From there, Renora was the model officer, completing her tasks to the letter. While many of her deployments were classified, she was afforded enough recognition to allow herself a reprieve. This reprieve came in the form of a request to be granted leave to join the Sadowan forces in the Orion system. It was approved.

From there, she did her service dutifully. She kept to herself, as was her way, but eventually started to form attachments. One such attachment led to her going AWOL, alongside a member of Clan Naga Sadow: Atra Ventus.

Baptised in Blood

While away from the Brotherhood, Renora led a simple life. She had no desire for anything beyond that. Just her family. She had given birth to a daughter which she had chosen to name 'Keira'. Of course, the father had his own suggestions but Renora wasn't for a moment going to entertain them. No, she knew the name the instant her eyes beheld the child in her arms. That life continued and she had wished it to last for an eternity. Few things do, however. Conflict from outside came knocking. She was taken and paraded before her enraged partner, clearly out of his mind while searching for their daughter. Renora herself doesn't remember much of what transpired, just pain and sorrow. It took countless cycles for her to find herself once more. When she did, she found she had become something of a drifter. So lost in herself, she had simply kept putting one foot in front of the other and operated on sheer instinct, which led her to continued survival.

For a time, survival was enough. But hate festers. And fester it did, turning from a spark into a roaring fire. Thirst for revenge took root, and Renora found herself returning to Brotherhood space once more.

Physical Description

Renora in her full armour attire.

Renora is on the higher end of average height for a Human. Her eyes are a pale jade, seeming almost frosted over at the edges of her pupils thanks to the color variances within her irises. Those eyes are set in a sharp, pale-skinned face featuring prominent cheekbones and thin lips. She has an angular jaw, adding to the rigidity of her features only further accentuated by the signs of aging tugging at her eyes and lips. Her tightly kept, raven-black hair runs to her shoulders at the front, with her bangs pulled to the sides, and is pulled into a tight bun at the back.

Her muscled, athletic build betrays almost no age marks, keeping even proportions that are just shy of curvy. Her fair skin is nearly unblemished, marred only by the scars that criss-cross her torso and arms. Her makeup is all but non-existent, relying only on black eye-liner across her upper eyelids and a pale blush upon her lips. Her stance is fully at attention with her back completely straight and she possesses an Imperial accent, her speech clipped and carefully enunciated.

Renora's usual attire consists of a simple black tank-top worn under a faded aquamarine jacket. The shoulders and inner lining of the jacket are a dark green along with lined trim that runs from the edges of its flared collar across her chest, held by a metallic clasp near her neck. Just past the vertical trim is a series of metallic flair that segments the jacket, leading to a section of gray material that runs down to her side. The bottoms consist of black cargo pants adorned by a series of crisscrossing black straps and holsters. The outfit is completed by standard black utility boots.