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8 BBY
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Sephi Hybrid
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Female
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1.81m
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61.24kg
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Black
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Emerald
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Samuel "Stalker5" Rothwell (presumed dead)
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Vaapad
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K'thri
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Praetor to the Headmaster
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One of the first to bear the name Tarentae and the Consul who led Clan Tarentum through the Exodus, Ciara Maya Tearnan Rothwell Tarentae returned to Yridia in 36 ABY after a long absence from Brotherhood space to find the only Clan she had ever served disavowed and abandoned. Fiercely loyal to Tarentum and convinced she will see it rise again, the former Krath Pontifex turned Warlord has elected for now to find a home, together with a remnant of exiled Tarenti, in House Marka Ragnos of Clan Naga Sadow.
Character History
Working on it!
Early Life
TIE Corps
Intel
Into The Darkness
Clan Tarentum
House Gladius
Mystics of the Black Arts
Ascension
The Exodus
Independence
Disappearance
Returning Home
Loss,
Meridian
What Now?
Energized by the chance to take part in the Brotherhood's routing of the Collective at Meridian alongside old friends, the Tarentae became convinced it was time for the exiles to find a way forward if they intended to see their home one day rise again. Looking to an old alliance and an ancient empire for that way forward, Ciara, Pel and Hades turned to Clan Naga Sadow. Wary of this "new order" that had directly eradicated or allowed the destruction of nearly everything she knew, Ciara found some solace in one of the Brotherhood's oldest clans, particularly in House Marka Ragnos, where a remnant of the Krath still thrived untouched. If nothing else, their shared enemies would provide ample opportunity for venting and vengeance.
Operation Antiquity
Rebels & Ruins
GJW: Discord
Personality
Physical Description
Standing just under six feet, Ciara possesses a regal bearing supported by finely-sculpted, symmetrical features and a crown of tempestuous, midnight waves. Unrestrained, layered strands oft stray into her eyes and play at prominent collarbones before spilling over proudly-drawn shoulders to end their sway just above the curve of her hips. When some attempt at management is made, for combat or vanity, the elongated, elegantly tapered ears of the woman’s Sephi heritage become more apparent. Bronzed skin betrays a mixed, humanoid parentage, but glows with a youth that suggests Ciara has inherited the longer lifespans of her Sephi ancestors.
Set above high cheekbones and beneath sharply-arched brows, arresting emerald eyes once merely flecked with gold have given way to deeper, molten fissures. A dramatic, hourglass figure belies and often distracts from the lithe, supple muscle that shifts just beneath the surface. Her arms taper to slender wrists, nimble fingers and nails meticulously manicured to maintain strong, subtle points. Full lips, stained like a deep, red wine, part to the roll of a thick, darkly rhythmic voice.