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- "The hardest ones to love are the ones that need it the most."
- ―Atyiru's Creed
- "You need never apologize to me, my friend."
- ―Atyiru to Nath Voth during the battle for Rhelg
Atyiru Araave cannot see. She has no eyes. She has never experienced color, nor seen a joyous, irate, or sorrowful face. But she is far from blind. What she cannot see physically, she perceives mentally, emotionally, and morally. She is empathetic, patient, and understanding because of the sense of responsibility and compassion granted her through her perception. For one so young, she is wise, and where physically weak, she is strong in mind.
Atyiru is cheerful, benevolent, and passionate. When working, she is like a mountain, steadfast and calm; and though slow to anger she is vicious once stirred. Her purpose is to help, to heal, and to protect, and when she is prevented from reaching these objectives, she will rebel without concern for herself. She cares for all people, and prays for those the wicked would think cruel. Her worry for others often outweighs her worry for herself. However, she remains loyal and respectful of her friends and comrades, and though she may willingly help an enemy, she would never harm one of her allies of her own volition. Atyiru desires only to meet her goals of helping others, and this means increasing her knowledge and her skill. To that end, she is ambitious, greedy, and voracious in her consumption of knowledge, and chases her studies and the wisdom of others with relentless curiosity.
Atyiru Araave is currently a Guardian of House Galeres of Clan Arcona, and a member of the Battleteam Dark Forge.
Character History
Quiet Beginnings
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Brotherhood Activity
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Personality
Training/Fighting Style
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Appearance/Attire
Appearance
Of an average height for her race and slight, lean frame, Atyiru isn't particularly intimidating in stature. Her body shape is something of a thin hourglass, with her hips and shoulders being about the same width. This makes her waist more well-defined. Her bust is average-sized, but appears more pronounced on her tinier frame. Her arms are somewhat muscled from her work lifting, turning, and carrying patients and performing CPR. She practices some boxing techniques to maintain that arm strength. While it's fairly obvious, however, that physical strength isn't Atyiru's strongest suit, she is by no means diminutive or forgettable. What her physical presence lacks in certain areas is taken up by others: the eyeless sockets and the wraps masking them more than lend to a certain disconcerting aura.
Atyiru's skin is a pale, rosy copper, decorated with bright paints and, over her arms and back, thin lines of scar tissue. Her wild, wavy hair is a shining shade of platinum tumbling down past her waist. She has no eyes, simply sockets that she covers in blithe, festive wraps of cloth. Her fingers are deft and steady, and she puts them to use in managing her hair. She loves to braid it, usually intricately, because the action is very tactile; and she can spend hours doing so. For casual purposes, she puts it in one long, simple braid down her back. In the field, it is tightly coiled against her scalp. If she is feeling particularly carefree (or lazy) she will leave it free. Similarly to her braiding, she loves to apply paint to her skin. She uses materials that don't stain or irritate her skin but that are also pretty durable. Color doesn't matter here so much as that she paints whatever she feels like painting, wherever. Usually, the designs will reflect her inner state of mind.
Attire
For the most part, Atyiru can be found either wearing a medic's uniform or some assortment of cloth from her wardrobe. She dresses mainly for practicality and comfort and always wears layers so that she can adjust to multiple environments throughout the day, whether she's onboard a station or planet-side. She loves to wears her favorite hooded, turquoise cloak. Most of her clothing is some shade of yellow, blue, or brown, her favorite colors, although her favorite colors aren't so much her favorite colors (being blind and all) so much as her favorite things: the feel of sunlight, water, and earth under her toes. Atyiru gets cold very easily, so she tends towards heavier clothing. However, if in a warm environment, she will run around barefoot in nothing but a shoulder-baring top and shorts. She is very finicky about being comfortable in her clothing, but function will always trump appearance.
Atyiru chooses to be very expressive in her eye coverings, and prefers cloth wraps over more ornate headgear. She uses many boldly colored and patterned wraps, and is always on the hunt for more. Unable to actually see color or design, she simply asks vendors for the boldest and gaudiest cloth they have. Generally, Atyiru only uses one or two strips of cloth as a blindfold; however, she will sometimes wrap her whole head, except for her mouth and nose. The look can be a bit odd, but has its uses in psychological warfare.
Distinguishing Features
Atyiru's back is covered in thin, raised wheals of scar tissue from several whippings. She has one tattoo, a small block of four horizontal bars on the outside of her upper left thigh. All the other colorful patterns on her skin are done in body paint, and generally change day-to-day.
Relationships
Nath Voth
- "You need never apologize to me. You will never offend me. Anything you tell me, you tell me in complete confidence; and not a word will go beyond us. My friends are most precious to me. The oath I make to you now supersedes even my morality and my oath as a physician. You can trust me, Nath."
- ―Atyiru to Nath Voth
Nath was the first person in the Brotherhood Atyiru became close to. The Battleteam Leader of Dark Forge at the time of Atty's joining, the two saw quite a bit of each other throughout the Rhelg campaign and aboard the BAC Darkest Night. They became fast friends, and are often found training, meditating, or studying together when not attending to their respective duties. Nath usually visits Atyiru in the med bay once a day to get some minor injury or another tended to about as often as to chat.
Being highly intuitive, Atyiru tends to notice things about Nath that the reticent Zabrak would rather have left unknown. Despite her knowledge, Atyiru largely keeps silent, respecting Nath's wish for privacy. Even with all the unsaid things between them, the women are like sisters, and would go to any lengths for each other, regardless of concern for themselves or for their duties.
Fet'ai'narun
- "When you learn with me, you learn with me. We learn together. I firmly believe that a student is also there to teach. If you can understand these things and accept them, I think we shall do splendidly."
- ―Fet'ai'narun addressing Atyiru upon their introduction as Master and Apprentice
Fet'ai'narun is Atyiru's Master. Both advocates of equanimity, empathy, and the protection of others, Etain and Atyiru found kindred spirits in one another. Although both of them have led emotionally turbulent lives, they have both grown from their experiences, and have a generally more optimistic outlook than most. Their Master-Apprentice relationship is quite dynamic, both of them acting as teacher and student. Along with this role, they are also good friends. Although Etain tends to be more reticent, Atyiru is very blithe in her affections, and tends to view her Master as something of an older sister. When feeling mischievous, the duo can be quite the pair of diabolical little imps, particularly where Marick is concerned.
Kalon Dane
- "I can't really explain it. Just...follow what your heart tells you, and you'll always be Arconan in my eyes."
- ―Kalon Dane to Atyiru
Atyiru was introduced to Kalon through their mutual friend, Nath. Despite the enormous differences in their personalities, the two formed a cordial friendship. Somewhere between Kalon's frequent stays in the med bay for one disastrous injury or another, and Atyiru's concerned visits to the hangar bay, the pair developed an interest in one another. Currently, they have a tentative romantic relationship.
The Big Guys
By some horrible, likely drunken lapse in judgment on their part, Atyiru managed to draw the attention of the upper echelon of her Clan. After her outstanding efforts on Rhelg, she began to communicate more and more with her Consul, Proconsul, and Aedile, and her respect and reverence for them soon took on a more amiable facet.
Wuntila Arconae
- " People often don't appreciate that their authority figures, in whatever volume they may be, need to be ruthless as much as they need to be kind. They're in a position of power and have to accommodate the responsibilities that come with that. Nothing is simple, happy, or clearly defined. Regulating people means time, effort, and hassle. Leaders such as you and Marick deserve respect even if you make detrimental decisions and even when the orders you give are difficult. Respect, if only because you're taking on responsibility for others. Few can without crumbling."
- ―Atyiru to her Consul Wuntila Arconae
Whenever her Consul does something for her, regardless of how insignificant, Atyiru makes a point of hunting him down and thanking him for it. She respects him immensely and is humbled by the interactions they have with one another. She appreciates his brutal and inexorable methods even if she may disagree with such unyielding behavior, and strives to be an asset to Arcona as he is. Aside from her general attitude of courteousy, Atyiru is also friendly, and occasionally teases her Consul.
Marick Arconae
- " I'd tell you to smile more, but I suspect it may actually kill you. So, carry on."
- ―Atyiru teasing her Proconsul Marick Arconae
Atyiru managed to earn the respect of her fairly sexist Proconsul with her efforts on Rhelg. Her politeness and respect towards the stoic starwars:Hapan made for a cordial, if cool camaraderie. However, as with Wuntila, Atyiru eventually became more genial in her interactions with Marick, particularly in her continued efforts to get him to crack a smile. They share a certain extremely dry humor, and get along fairly well as far as Atty's concerned. But despite her impish taunting of the man, Atyiru greatly admires Marick, and aspires to be as beloved by and useful to their fellow Arconans as he is.
Cethgus Tiberius Entar Arconae
- "By the Force, his name is a mouthful. But let's add more, anyways. That's a brilliant idea."
- ―Atyiru to Nath on Cethgus' further promotion, after the Rhelg campaign
- "Yes, yes, lurking in the shadows with the glowsticks. I'm terrified. Really."
- ―Atyiru in response to Cethgus' aggravation
Again, much like her views towards Wun and Marick, Cethgus receives a mixed bag of respect and impenitence from Atyiru. Although originally respectful of and even intimdated by his bestial reputation, Atty's smarmy side soon took over. Her typically gracious demeanor dissolves around the cold, proud Zabrak in particular, and she will taunt him constantly. She'll still use his full name and title, aware of how bothered he'd be otherwise, but generally, anything else is fair game.
Outstanding Achievements
- Was awarded a double field promotion, from Acolyte to Guardian, for her service in the battle for Rhelg.
- Kicked from IRC four consecutive times by Sam, Wally, Mark, and Stu for her fond trolling. Is currently shooting for five.
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