|
Under Construction This page seems to be Under Construction. Watch out for large groups of Rebel fighters.
After construction is complete, please place a note on the article's talk page and remove this message.
|
Character History
A Brief Welcoming
As rain poured and the thunder cracked it the sky, a young Twi’lek was born. With sad eyes her mother looked down at her and stroked her chin, “Inarya,” She whispered, she knew that her child’s life would be one of endless slavery and there was nothing that she could do about it, she silently wished that she had never been born into this curl world. She looked over to the human man that waited in the corner of the cold surgical room a smile whipped across his cruel face. With two words that child was ripped from her arms. She knew that she could do nothing, if she resisted him then it would just make both her life and the life of her new born daughter worse. Reluctantly the young Twi’lek handed over the precious bundle to her master, watching as her unwrapped that bundle to see the baby’s bright red skin. “For once you have done something right,” He sneered before walking away with the child in his arms.
Inarya was extremely beautiful even as a child, the small and slender body and the beautiful deep emerald eyes were enough to melt the hearts of anyone. Her life as a child seem simple enough, she would go to dancing lesson and learn things about men, all under the watchful eye of her master. He watched her grew noticing her beauty grew with each year. He was please in the face that he would be the first to have her.
As Inarya grew up she began to understand what the intentions for her were. She started to understand the true meaning behind the way her master looked at her, his twisted smile that he gave her. The older she got the more it made her skin crawl, she knew that his kindness toward her would not be without pay back, when she was ready she know that it would be through her body that he would be paying him back for all the effort and time he put into her training.
At the ages of 16 was when her master deemed her ready, when the time came to take her purity the hatred inside that she felt for him grew. What plagued her mind more was that fact that this would not be the last time that she would have to service him with her body. She knew that as long as she was his slave she would have to carry on.
A Rising Star
Shortly after her master deemed her ready she was sent to become a concubine to extremely high paying clients, she was that most desired women on Orvax IV. She spent her time serving Slave Traders, the people that she despised that most. Every client that she serviced made her more and more sick.
As she grew to the age of 18 she was the most sought after concubine on Orvax IV. Men and women travelled far for a chance to lay with her. Her beauty was legendary and the money she made was extreme. She was tired of her life, she was on longer a child and refused to be controlled any longer. Due to her defiance the treatment she received from her master was growing increasingly rough, he was always care not to leave any marks but that pain that she felt was that same. She would look out onto the streets and see freedom. She longed for this, to feel that air on her face and do what she wanted without consequence, so she planned her escape.
Inarya spent the next years building up her master trust; she knew that this was that only way for her plan to succeed. She did as she was told without argument, the hard part of this was trying to pretend that she enjoyed the nights spent with him.
Inarya was 20 when she gained enough of her master trust, enough for him to feel completely comfortable around her. She snuck out that day and brought a small easily concealed dagger, she returned that night as always, but tonight it was going to be different, tonight she was earning her freedom. Once she was done pleasing her master she watched him drift off to sleep, she watched until she was sure that he was deeply sleeping. She drew her dagger and with supernatural speed slit his throat. It was a speed that she had no idea where it came from; it was like something inside her was set free. She could feel a whole new power rise from deep down inside. She watched as the one she once was made to call master bleed out onto the floor and smiled before spitting at his corpse
A few hours pasted before she decided to leave, watching her master die was far too pleasurable to miss. She gathered as much of his riches as she could carry, making sure she had enough to get by after booking passage away from that cursed planet that cause her to feel such hatred for the scum that inhabited it.
On the Run
As Inarya snuck away from the scene of her first murder she could hear his guard’s calling the alarm, she smiled once again, though her happiness was short lived. She knew now that she had nowhere to hide, she would be hunted like animal and put back in her gilded cage. Knowing that she needed to leave Orvax IV as soon as she could, she ran through the streets toward the Port. She knew that if money couldn't get her transport off this wretched planet, then she would have to use her charms, something she had readied herself for, knowing that her escape would not be easy.
After searching, she found a transport that was leaving Orvax IV and heading toward Brotherhood space, toward Clan Plagues’ main base at Kapsina. Through the trip was not a direct flight, she was confident that she would remain far from the clutches of her master's guards and did not expect bounty hunters to be set on her trail.
As the transport reached its first stop, she realized just how much effort they had gone to in order to recapture her. But she resolved to never go back; she had worked too hard for her freedom to turn back now. She would never give in. Inarya knew the dangers of straying from the ship but she had to get them off of her tail. She resorted back to the things she knew best. Inarya knew the dangers of straying too far from the ship, but she had to get them off her trail. She resorted back to the methods she knew best; seducing men. She found one of her pursuers in the cantina, and through use of her seductive charms, managed to get him alone. She used the same supernatural speed to eradicate him, as she did to her former master. She found a strange pleasure in killing, watching them die at her feet. It gave her a sense of power that she had never previously known, and she wanted more. She returned to the ship just in time for it to leave for its next destination.
Planet after planet, Inarya did the same thing to each of her pursuers, seducing and isolating them, then murdering them at the first opportunity. During those days of constant pursuit, she swore that she would never again be a slave to anyone unless she consented to it.
Reaching Kapsina
Inarya spent long days travelling the cold reaches of deep space, and by the time she reached Kapsina, her hands were drenched in her pursuers' blood. When she next looked into the mirror, she did not recognize her reflection at first. As she stared at it for a long moment, she realized that she had changed into someone darker she was not the slave that she once was.
Positions Held
Battle Team Leader of Sukhur's Legion
First Blade of Galeres
Outstanding Achievements
Obtaining the title of First Blade of Galeres in a House wide event.