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| |type = Loyalist | | |type = Sith |
| |image=[[File:Ophelia (2).jpg|250px]] | | |image=[[File:Ophiespawn.jpeg|250px]] |
| |name=Ophelia Delacroix d'Tana | | |firstname=Ophelia |
| |homeworld=[[starwars:starwars:Mandalore|Mandalore]] | | |lastname =Delacroix |
| |birth=2 ABY (Age: 37) | | |homeworld=[[starwars:Tatooine|Tatooine]] |
| | |birth= 68 BBY (Age: 102) |
| |death=N/A | | |death=N/A |
| |species=[[starwars:Mandalorian|Mandalorian]] | | |species=*[[starwars:Sephi|Sephi]] |
| | *[[starwars:Sithspawn|Sithspawn]] |
| |gender=Female | | |gender=Female |
| |hair=Multi-Coloured | | |hair=Black |
| |eyes=Blue | | |eyes=Colourless |
| |height=1.86 Meters | | |height=1.86 Meters |
| |weight=104.78 Kgs | | |weight=104.78 Kgs |
| |cybernetics=Majority of Left Side, Including Face | | |cybernetics=None |
| |allies=*[[Dark Jedi Brotherhood]] | | |allies=*[[Dark Jedi Brotherhood]] |
| | *[[Tasha%27Vel_Versea|Tasha`Vel Versea]] |
| | *[[Bentre_Stahoes|Bentre Stahoes]] |
| *[[Taranae_Rhode|Taranae Rhode]] | | *[[Taranae_Rhode|Taranae Rhode]] |
| *[[Dark Council]] | | *[[Dark Council]] |
| *[[Clan Plagueis]] | | *[[Clan Naga Sadow]] |
| *[[House_Ajunta_Pall|House Ajunta Pall]] | | *[[House_Marka_Ragnos|House Marka Ragnos]] |
| |enemies=*[[starwars:New_Jedi_Order|The New Jedi Order]] | | |enemies=*[[starwars:New_Jedi_Order|The New Jedi Order]] |
| |weapons=*Duel .48 Enforcer Pistols | | |saber=*Red - Saberstaff |
| *Firewhip | | *Silver - Single |
| *MM9 | | |weapons=*Tusken Cycler Rifle |
| *ZX Miniture Flamethrower
| | |form=*[[Juyo]] |
| |fightingstyle=[[Jeswandi]] | | |fightingstyle=*None |
| |profession=*[[starwars:Mandalorian|Mandalorian]] | | |profession=*[[starwars:Jedi_hunter|Jedi Hunter]] |
| *[[starwars:Jedi_hunter|Jedi Hunter]] | | |position=*Aedile of House Marka Ragnos |
| |position=*None | |
| |era=*[[Rebellion Era]] | | |era=*[[Rebellion Era]] |
| *[[New Republic Era]] | | *[[New Republic Era]] |
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| *[[Dark Jedi Brotherhood Era]] | | *[[Dark Jedi Brotherhood Era]] |
| |affiliation=*[[Dark Jedi Brotherhood]] | | |affiliation=*[[Dark Jedi Brotherhood]] |
| *[[Clan Plagueis]] | | *[[Clan Naga Sadow]] |
| *[[House_Ajunta_Pall|House Ajunta Pall]] | | *[[House_Marka_Ragnos|House Marka Ragnos]] |
| *[[starwars:Death_Watch|Death Watch]] | | *[[starwars:Tusken_Raiders|Tusken Raiders]] |
| |masters=*[[Etah_d%27Tana|Etah d'Tana]] | | |masters=*[[Etah_d%27Tana|Etah d'Tana]] |
| |apprentices=*Felix Fulman | | |apprentices=*Kythar Jakan |
| *[[Kythar Jakan]]
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| |dossier=*[[dossier:8106|8106]] | | |dossier=*[[dossier:8106|8106]] |
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| Ophelia Delacroix d'Tana is a member of the Mandalorian Death Watch, a Major in the Military forces of Clan Plagueis and currently serving within House Ajunta Pall. She is mad, covered with advanced cybernetic replacements, cold, brutal and efficient she gets the job done without a care for who or what gets in her way. | | Ophelia Delacroix is Sithspawn currently working with Clan Naga Sadow and currently serving as House Marka Ragnos's Aedile. Cold, brutal and efficient she gets the job done without a care for who or what gets in her way. |
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| == Character History == | | == Character History == |
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| ===Early Life === | | === Early Life === |
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| Ophelia was born, as oddly most are, into what could only be described as hell. Raised on the planet of Mandalore she was raised to fight and win regardless of the outcome. Her family followed a strict mindset which often led them into trouble with their neighbours but they stuck to their traditions and their ideals. Life grew increasingly more difficult for Ophelia as a child, being unable to make friends due to the reputation of her close ones, it got the point that in her early school years she was expelled for nearly beating a classmate to death with a chair. | | Ophelia was born on a ship traveling from one planet to another. Her father was an anthropologist and just loved getting involved with other civilisations and species. They made it to Tatooine where her father hoped to learn as much as he could about the Tusken people and their way of life. It took well over a year before he managed to even get a contact with one via a Jawa friend. From there it took another before he was able to meet with the Tuskens on neutral ground and a further 6 months before he was considered safe enough to visit their village and by this time bring his family along. Ophelia found it fascinating at such a young child and though wary she would often run around the camp with the Tusken children playing games and generally getting up to mischief whenever her father was away or busy. |
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| Hatred boiled within her at such a young age given how she was raised on stories of the old wars, the old ways their people did things and as she looked over what they had become she would feel her heart drop a little. She cared little for those that could not fight, would not fight and only wanted to settle down. Ophelia agreed fervently with the ideals of her parents and after one more serious issue that she still claims was started by the other child they left and moved in with Ophelia's uncle.
| | Tragedy struck one evening however when the hunting party her parents went out with never came back. Soon one or two members of it returned bloody and beaten and it turned out they had stumbled upon a canyon Krayt Dragon unprepared and paid the cost. Ophelia’s parents were missing presumed dead and without another word the young orphan was taken inside by one of the women and her partner and she was adopted. She didn’t quite understand why and never truly has. Perhaps they felt guilt for the loss of her parents as it happened under their watch and protection but she never hated them for what happened. Her life was to change drastically. |
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| Her uncle was just as firm a believer in the old ways than her father and mother were, there were even whispers he was a member of the Death Watch but nothing had even been proven. It however didn;t take long for the rumours to come to light in their own way as her elders drank around the fire. Apparently at one point they had all served alongside the Death Watch and would do so again in a heartbeat but had decided to blend back in with society once they discovered Ophelia was to be born. As she stumbled against the door where she had been spying they dragged her into the room by the scruff of the neck and looked her up and down. At the age of thirteen, she had begun to mature early, one of the reasons for her vicious beating of her last classmate. Old enough to fight, enough to die for the right cause in their eyes.
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| So as it was, and long overdue the family departed Mandalore and using the grapevine they managed to find survivors of the Old Death Watch and join up. Ophelia was fitted with her own set of combat armour and as she walked into her new living quarters she truly took in the beauty of her family as they were adorned in their arms and armour, they looked like the true warriors of old she had heard so much about.
| | As she matured she was cast with the woman and children but over time, this changed as her latent Force powers began to develop. Soon she was taken to the side by the tribal elder and it was here she began to demand she be allowed to fight alongside the men. She was outpacing most in feats of physical activity and after a while they relented. She was sent out on a trial hunt to which she excelled and from there she was granted permission to hunt and raid alongside the men. |
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| === Death Watch ===
| | [[File:OpheliaTK.jpeg|thumb|left|400px|The Hunt.]] |
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| Her training was tough, rigorous and thrilling. She was able to do things she never knew she could and was never browbeaten or told no simply because it didn’t seem the proper thing to do. She easily made friends with the other members of the Death Watch and though they were not truly as they once were they still partook in missions, raids and whatever else. Ophelia was generally kept back though they were not afraid to get her stuck in when the need called for it. She was brutal, trained herself in different forms of combat and earned her first kill as they raided a True Mandalorian supply post. The thrill of the hunt was upon her and she loved it. She aged well but soon began to realise things were not going as they planned. | | Her greatest achievement was a Krayt hunt. A full party gathered to face it and though some fell and Ophelia herself was severely wounded they felled the creature and she was able to claim her prize. The pearl of the Dragon. An item she still holds onto till this day. |
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| The Death Watch was not what it once was and the issues began to arise some years later when the flow of new recruits began to subside and the members being list were not being replaced as often as needed or they would have liked. In fact, their numbers were dwindling so low they had to drop their raids and move onto working merc contracts in the shadows. It was during one of these missions Ophelia's parents were killed off, and not long later her uncle was killed by members of the True Mandalorians. The fight never left her and she was determined to die in a rain of death like her parents had but things took another turn when a raid upon their ship left most of the crew dead or injured. Nothing remained for her so begrudgingly she departed, swearing to return when the time was right.
| | She spent decades and years with the Tuskens. It got to the point she was unable to distinguish herself from the tribe and realised against all odds she was one. Though not of their blood by birth she was no less pure Tusken raider and they were her family and her home. They treated her like an equal to some extent even though her physiology had her age slower than them due to her Sephi heritage. |
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| === Nar Shaddaa ===
| | Life was good and though the galactic civil war didn’t affect her tribe she was able to see some of the after effects of it. New traders passed through telling tales and though she downright refused to speak anything other than Tusken she soon learned stories of heroes and whispers of people who seemed magical. One day a woman came to the tribal camp covered in strange tattoos. She killed one of the warriors and as Ophelia moved in, boosted by her untrained abilities she too fell. She was not slain as she thought she would be but was instead taken from her tribe and forced to endure a new kind of torment. This woman, as she explained it, represented an organisation named the One Sith and she wanted the Tusken to assist them. Ophelia just wanted to go home and refused but after enough torment, she finally broke and relented. |
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| She arrived on Nar Shaddaa became an enforcer for a local gang and used her talents to assist them in doing what needed to be done. She progressed quickly in the gang and when the leader was slain soon found herself in charge, most likely due to the fact the majority of the other gang members were terrified of her reputation as a Mandalorian. She enjoyed it, the thrill of it. She enjoyed having other people’s lives in her hands and being able to toy with them. She realised she had something she had never truly had before and that was control.
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| The gang became ruthless and soon she found herself adorning her armour again and stalking the dark bringing death to her enemies. Rumours began to circulate of a Mandalorian stalking the underworld bringing death to the undesirables, it caused fear and she soon found she enjoyed that too.
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| It all went downhill however when her a bounty hunter arrived to take her in for her crimes. As they faced off and turned her gang's headquarters into a charnel house she took a blow to the shoulder and went down and was sure it was her end when she heard a groan of pain and something hit the floor. As she looked back up a masked woman approached her, red sabre in her hand and the body of Ophelia’s opponent slumped upon the ground.
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| She introduced herself as a member of an organisation known as The One Sith and they were recruiting those with the potential to bring about a new age. One of power where those at the top ruled those who had nothing…something Ophelia was very used to being these days. She agreed easily and only stopping to liberate her opponents weapons followed the woman into a brighter future.
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| === One Sith Era === | | === One Sith Era === |
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| She trained under her new masters learning not just how to bolster her own combat skills with a range of new weapons but also how to combat force users and how to effectively take down those that stood against her. Her reputation grew enough that she was once challenged by a Sith who saw himself above her, they fought in front of a crowd of onlookers and the fight ended when Ophelia's whip wrapped itself around his neck and she moved in, pressing the barrel of her slugthrower to his head and pulled the trigger. As his brain matter flew out in every direction there was a stunned silence from her unit and then she was approached by the Sith's master. She was sure she about to be killed for her actions but instead she was elevated, and in honour of her skill she was marked with the markings of the One Sith. | | She trained under her new masters learning not just how to bolster her own combat skills with a range of new weapons but also how to combat force users and how to effectively take down those that stood against her. Her reputation grew enough that she was once challenged by a Sith who saw himself above her, they fought in front of a crowd of onlookers and the fight ended when Ophelia's saber removing his head from his shoulders. As body collapsed there was a stunned silence from her unit and then she was approached by the Sith's master. She was sure she about to be killed for her actions but instead she was elevated, and in honour of her skill she was marked with the markings of the One Sith. |
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| Her downfall came on the planet Bosthirda, Xlopora City where she came upon the tents of a madman. Slaves were suspended in cages or being dissected on tables and as she approached she saw the Arconan sorcerer with the white hair look up and over his shoulder. He turned and chuckled before hurling lightning at her, striking her in the chest and sending her tumbling. She charged in and a fierce battle commenced against the Arkanian which ultimately saw him fall but not before she stumbled, wounded, and fell into a table covered in liquids and acids. As the liquids began to eat away at her she screamed in agony until her throat ran dry and no sound escaped her, then the world went black. | | Her downfall came on the planet Bosthirda, Xlopora City where she came upon the tents of a madman. Slaves were suspended in cages or being dissected on tables and as she approached she saw the Arconan sorcerer with the white hair look up and over his shoulder. He turned and chuckled before hurling lightning at her, striking her in the chest and sending her tumbling. She charged in and a fierce battle commenced against the Arkanian which ultimately saw him fall but not before she stumbled, wounded, and fell into a table covered in liquids and acids. As the liquids began to eat away at her she screamed in agony until her throat ran dry and no sound escaped her, then the world went black. |
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| She worked her ass off and soon found herself the second in command of the Battleteam as Taranae took over. Content to be in the back, for now, Ophelia soon found herself going through some of the items from her past. She put out feelers into the galaxy and soon came upon some old contacts who still lived. So content the Battleteam was in good hands she left the Clan and went home for a while assisting her brethren, then she went her own way and began to explore the galaxy. | | She worked her ass off and soon found herself the second in command of the Battleteam as Taranae took over. Content to be in the back, for now, Ophelia soon found herself going through some of the items from her past. She put out feelers into the galaxy and soon came upon some old contacts who still lived. So content the Battleteam was in good hands she left the Clan and went home for a while assisting her brethren, then she went her own way and began to explore the galaxy. |
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| Along the way on her journeys she met Etah d’Tana and ended up joining his family, altering her name after a scuffle with old enemies on Nar Shaddaa, and with Etah's help putting them down. He being the only man beside the Dread Lord she trusted she soon found herself drawn to Clan Tarentum in hopes they would enable her to discover more knowledge of what she sought but knowing full well that one day she may have to return to her home and the one who waited. | | Along the way on her journeys, she met Etah d’Tana. He being the only non-Tusken the Dread Lord she trusted she soon found herself drawn to Clan Tarentum in hopes they would enable her to discover more knowledge of what she sought but knowing full well that one day she may have to return to her home and the one who waited. Her time in Tarentum didn't last long as she found herself back in Plagueis and with Tara. |
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| | [[File:Ophie2.jpg|thumb|right|250px|Ophelia before Damnation]] |
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| | It didn’t take long for the woman to begin to resent the ideals of her Clan. With a new set of leaders in place, Ophelia began to notice the changes in attitudes and especially those towards the Non-Force sensitives in the clan, being treated like second class citizens did nothing for her. She had existed alongside her tribe for decades and knew what Non-Force users could do. It was during her travel from the Ascendancy to the Benzayn when it happened. Her mind simply escaped and images, words, noises entered from nowhere and she crumpled to the floor and nightmares flooded her head. |
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| | The course change was automatic when she recovered, something somewhere called to her and abandoning the Clan she had called home before she set out into deep space and there, there she found them. Remains of the One Sith Forces. She wasn't challenged as she passed into the crumpled flotilla that made up their remains of their space worth forces, in fact, she was given the location to Land as soon as she came into range. Curious she followed the designated path and soon found herself face to face with one of the remaining One Sith lords, someone who claimed to be her handler and the time for fun and games was over. |
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| | She was re-indoctrinated into the One Sith ideology. She was remade as a weapon and soon she was unleashed. The Tusken had found her true calling again, death to the Jedi and the destruction of all those that opposed the One Sith. So she returned to Brotherhood space and was immediately captured by agents of the Inquisition working out of Clan Naga Sadow space. They had watched her and tracked her and unsure of her intentions had decided to help her realise exactly where her loyalties lay. She was broken and remade by the Inquisition and was tasked with hunting down any and all undesirables. Something she did not have a problem with or so she thought. |
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| === The Return To Plagueis ===
| | She met the young Twi'lek Tasha and instantly adored her free spirit. She ensured no harm came to her and in turn, the Twi'lek trusted her more and more. Ophelia refused to give herself into the idea of the light however but instead used her gifts and talents to do certain tasks Tasha would not. For the sake of Sadow and fo the House. |
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| === Appearance === | | === Appearance === |
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| A Lithe figure, beautiful eyes and a way of walking that says you are mine. Flowing black hair that covers her back and shoulders and a smile that says kiss me, I will bite. She uses these traits and more to get what she wants, however, the issues with her body often leave her cold and uncaring about much of anything.
| | Having fallen to the dark Ophelia stands menacing and proud. Adorned in a mixture of armour and Tusken clothing her skin is riddled with scars and what's left of her left side is all but replaced with cybernetics. Blank eyes simply stare ahead and her dark hair cascades over her shoulders. |
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| Due to what can only be described as an ‘accident’ the entire left side of Ophelia, leg, arm, side, and parts of her face have been replaced by cybernetic replacements. Going by her nature she has decided to not cover them with synthflesh, in fact, the simple fact she can see the replacements daily drives her anger and contempt and heighten her position within the Brotherhood. The cybernetics are custom made for Ophelia; Ancient script flows across the parts and the hand and foot both end in crafted five claws instead of normal fingers and toes.
| | Ophelia is a pure blood Sephi, her ears are the most obvious give away if they are seen. Her once pale lavender skin has faded to a paler reflection of what it once was and that which is not covered in cybernetics simply exudes the torment of her long years. |
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| Her dress style is whatever she sees fit. She happily wears anything that will show off her cybernetics as she is well aware of the fearsome close-minded mongrels have for those who have undergone cybernetic surgery, be it purposely or not. Though as it stands her current Brotherhood attire is a modified version of the Inquisitorius armour, as well as her Mandalorian armour that has been customised heavily.
| | Upon her right breast, she bears the brand and markings of her Tusken tribe. Tattoo's spiral across her remaining arm and back whilst the Sith brands from her days serving the One Sith litter her face. She stands out and she's aware and when not covered from head to toe, which is rare to see, she will adorn herself in anything that shows off what she has become. |
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| | Her armour is light and yet sturdy. It's decorated with tribal markings and interlaced with the ceremonial garbs of the Tusken warriors. Her cybernetics are durasteel grey and run from her face down her left side. Her arm and leg have ben fully replaced and those internal organs affected have primarily been altered with a surgeon's skill to keep her alive. Her fingernails and toes have been replaced with clawed replicas of their organic counterparts. |
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| Carnage. Is the word that could be used most for how Ophelia fights. Explosives, slugthrowers, fire, and not afraid to move in close to causing close combat havoc. Ophelia is trained to be a weapon and she believes herself to be a finely tuned one. Preferring the use of Slugs over Blasters due to the infrequency of the slugs being stopped she generally moves into combat in her armour locked and loaded for anything thrown at her.
| | Ophelia has a special connection with creatures, so much, in fact, she has befriended one that fights constantly by her side. Together they cut a swathe of destruction across the battlefield, her unbridled fury matched by the primal fury of her bestial companion. They both rip into their foes with devastation and without mercy that it is often hard to tell which one is the real beast. However this comes with a downside as unlike humans she cares deeply for her companion and should it fall her focus is lost which can leave her wide open in combat scenarios, sometimes with deadly consequences. |
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| Uncaring, cold, brutal. Three words to use Ophelia which wouldn't even begin to describe exactly what she is like. She has dedicated herself to being a weapon, getting the job done and killing as much as she can as she does. She wades into combat like a butcher and comes out dressed head to toe in whatever matter came off the opponent.
| | Ophelia is a competent saber wielder having been raised to wield a Gaffi stick her progression to the saberstaff was only natural. Due to her people's reputation as fierce warriors and desert raiders, she has learned to adapt her Force powers to enable her to dominate in combat and come out on top. Weaving in her Telekinesis as she fights she has a love for launching her throwing her saber towards her opponent and turning it into a pinwheel of death before recalling it to her hand and launching herself into the battle like a rampaging Krayt Dragon. |
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| She has a few psychological problems, the main one being her tendency to devour flesh. She also happily sacrifices those under her if they get in her way, as there to her is nothing more important than herself and the mission. Due to the trauma she underwent with the cybernetic replacements, she finds herself less than human now and this enrages her it is, for this reason, she leaves the metal uncovered so as to remind her of the weakness and drive her into greater frenzies. | | She refuses to surrender and will fight to the death before giving in and causing her tribe dishonour. |
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| | Due to her upbringing, Ophelia prefers creatures to people and this is evident in her companion creature she travels everywhere with. Not content to go for some domestic pet she chose something as monstrous as her to fight alongside her. Alongside this, she tends to shun much communication with people outwith the tribes unless necessary and instead spends most of her time outside enjoying the moments. She's more than content to feed those who displease her to her pet or at least threaten them with the messy demise. |
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| Acquired when Ophelia returned to Nar Shaddaa during her journies, she came across the merchant in the low depths attempting to pawn of the two pups. Apparently the mother, a frequent of the illegal pits, had died recently and given they were the runt of the litter no one wanted them that and the reputation their kind had. The Merchant did his best but in the end, no one was going to purchase the first little runts and face issues in the future. Ophelia, however, had other plans. She trailed the Merchant back to his home and used her charms to be let in. When inside she executed the poor man and took the pups for herself.
| | Ophelia was part of a hunting party that took down a Krayt dragon where she witnessed first hand the devastation the great beast caused. She aims to emulate the beasts strength and will. Attacking things head on wherever it's in combat or in a social situation, never backing down and defending herself from anyone who tries to harm her. She comes across as feral, more feral than most Tuskens are viewed as, and aggressive and is not afraid to get stuck in if the need calls for it. |
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| She named them Scourge and Scorn and they travelled with her from that moment on, there were issues as the creatures were heavily intelligent but her resolve and will managed to grind down their resistance and they became instrumental in her work. Though she knows they are connected to the force she enjoys not being able to feel it and instead trusts their instincts when it comes to a Jedi hunt or targeting any prey that stands before her,
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| It should be noted Scourge is male whilst Scorn is female and though it has not occurred yet pups may be expected in the future now Ophelia has her old home in Plagueis back and they've had a moment to rest.
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| ==== RST - 003 aka Rusty ====
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| Rusty is her near defunct and slightly odd Destroyer Droid picked up on her travels. Over the years, she has replaced numerous parts as well as give him slight upgrades, coats of paint and anything else he needs but his name still stuck. Through her abuse of Mecha-Deru upon him, whilst she was training her gifts, she inadvertently made him a bit of an acquired taste. Suffice to say he is as loyal as they come and often enjoys rolling up into a ball and amuses himself and the Tuk'ata by playing catch.
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| === Strengths === | | === Strengths === |
| [[File:OpheliaWB.png|thumb|right|200px|Ophelia's Warbanner representing herself.]] | | [[File:OpheliaWB.png|thumb|right|200px|Ophelia's Warbanner representing herself.]] |
| *Tactical. | | *Crack saberstaff duelist |
| *Loyal. | | *Loyal. |
| *Fierce combatant and trained in fear tactics as well as numerous weapons. | | *Fierce combatant and trained in intimidation tactics as well as with two saber forms. |
| *Relentless. | | *Relentless. |
| *Brutal taskmaster, but effective leader and trainer.
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- Aedile of House Marka Ragnos
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“The Flesh is Weak, The Machine is Tempermental…”
- Ophelia Delacroix 37 ABY
Ophelia Delacroix is Sithspawn currently working with Clan Naga Sadow and currently serving as House Marka Ragnos's Aedile. Cold, brutal and efficient she gets the job done without a care for who or what gets in her way.
Character History
Early Life
Ophelia was born on a ship traveling from one planet to another. Her father was an anthropologist and just loved getting involved with other civilisations and species. They made it to Tatooine where her father hoped to learn as much as he could about the Tusken people and their way of life. It took well over a year before he managed to even get a contact with one via a Jawa friend. From there it took another before he was able to meet with the Tuskens on neutral ground and a further 6 months before he was considered safe enough to visit their village and by this time bring his family along. Ophelia found it fascinating at such a young child and though wary she would often run around the camp with the Tusken children playing games and generally getting up to mischief whenever her father was away or busy.
Tragedy struck one evening however when the hunting party her parents went out with never came back. Soon one or two members of it returned bloody and beaten and it turned out they had stumbled upon a canyon Krayt Dragon unprepared and paid the cost. Ophelia’s parents were missing presumed dead and without another word the young orphan was taken inside by one of the women and her partner and she was adopted. She didn’t quite understand why and never truly has. Perhaps they felt guilt for the loss of her parents as it happened under their watch and protection but she never hated them for what happened. Her life was to change drastically.
Tuskens
As she matured she was cast with the woman and children but over time, this changed as her latent Force powers began to develop. Soon she was taken to the side by the tribal elder and it was here she began to demand she be allowed to fight alongside the men. She was outpacing most in feats of physical activity and after a while they relented. She was sent out on a trial hunt to which she excelled and from there she was granted permission to hunt and raid alongside the men.
The Hunt.
Her greatest achievement was a Krayt hunt. A full party gathered to face it and though some fell and Ophelia herself was severely wounded they felled the creature and she was able to claim her prize. The pearl of the Dragon. An item she still holds onto till this day.
She spent decades and years with the Tuskens. It got to the point she was unable to distinguish herself from the tribe and realised against all odds she was one. Though not of their blood by birth she was no less pure Tusken raider and they were her family and her home. They treated her like an equal to some extent even though her physiology had her age slower than them due to her Sephi heritage.
Life was good and though the galactic civil war didn’t affect her tribe she was able to see some of the after effects of it. New traders passed through telling tales and though she downright refused to speak anything other than Tusken she soon learned stories of heroes and whispers of people who seemed magical. One day a woman came to the tribal camp covered in strange tattoos. She killed one of the warriors and as Ophelia moved in, boosted by her untrained abilities she too fell. She was not slain as she thought she would be but was instead taken from her tribe and forced to endure a new kind of torment. This woman, as she explained it, represented an organisation named the One Sith and she wanted the Tusken to assist them. Ophelia just wanted to go home and refused but after enough torment, she finally broke and relented.
One Sith Era
She trained under her new masters learning not just how to bolster her own combat skills with a range of new weapons but also how to combat force users and how to effectively take down those that stood against her. Her reputation grew enough that she was once challenged by a Sith who saw himself above her, they fought in front of a crowd of onlookers and the fight ended when Ophelia's saber removing his head from his shoulders. As body collapsed there was a stunned silence from her unit and then she was approached by the Sith's master. She was sure she about to be killed for her actions but instead she was elevated, and in honour of her skill she was marked with the markings of the One Sith.
Her downfall came on the planet Bosthirda, Xlopora City where she came upon the tents of a madman. Slaves were suspended in cages or being dissected on tables and as she approached she saw the Arconan sorcerer with the white hair look up and over his shoulder. He turned and chuckled before hurling lightning at her, striking her in the chest and sending her tumbling. She charged in and a fierce battle commenced against the Arkanian which ultimately saw him fall but not before she stumbled, wounded, and fell into a table covered in liquids and acids. As the liquids began to eat away at her she screamed in agony until her throat ran dry and no sound escaped her, then the world went black.
She awoke some days later in a med lab. She attempted to sit up but found one of her arms and legs were missing, as well as apparently most of her left side. She tried to turn but found herself hooked to a serious of life support machines. She was damp and noticed to her right a bacta tank sat upright. Confused she tried to call out but found her voice had deserted her. Soon a man walked in and introduced himself as Montresor, the Dead Lord of Clan Plagueis one of the clans she had in fact been fighting in the wars. He explained they had no real love for the people she had killed but knew of her talents and if she was willing would enjoy having her on board. The other option was death which in truth she had no wish to experience it after the recent agony she had endured. She agreed and swore her oath and found when the words finally left her mouth she meant them.
Clan Plagueis Era
She was fitted then after with custom made cybernetics that enabled her to return to full functionality. She felt less than human but more akin to the monsters and droids she had worked with. Over time, she began altering them to her specifications and preference. They were covered in ancient scripts, clawed hand and foot and made them, even more, terrifying than they were truly meant to be. She refused to have them covered in flesh and instead wore hem proudly as a trophy of her conquest over death.
She was tasked to train new members of the Clan given her previous experience and took to it with great skill helping to form the Disciples of Dreypa and discovering someone that would for the first time in years bring a little flutter to her heart.
She worked her ass off and soon found herself the second in command of the Battleteam as Taranae took over. Content to be in the back, for now, Ophelia soon found herself going through some of the items from her past. She put out feelers into the galaxy and soon came upon some old contacts who still lived. So content the Battleteam was in good hands she left the Clan and went home for a while assisting her brethren, then she went her own way and began to explore the galaxy.
Along the way on her journeys, she met Etah d’Tana. He being the only non-Tusken the Dread Lord she trusted she soon found herself drawn to Clan Tarentum in hopes they would enable her to discover more knowledge of what she sought but knowing full well that one day she may have to return to her home and the one who waited. Her time in Tarentum didn't last long as she found herself back in Plagueis and with Tara.
The Return To Darkness
Ophelia before Damnation
It didn’t take long for the woman to begin to resent the ideals of her Clan. With a new set of leaders in place, Ophelia began to notice the changes in attitudes and especially those towards the Non-Force sensitives in the clan, being treated like second class citizens did nothing for her. She had existed alongside her tribe for decades and knew what Non-Force users could do. It was during her travel from the Ascendancy to the Benzayn when it happened. Her mind simply escaped and images, words, noises entered from nowhere and she crumpled to the floor and nightmares flooded her head.
The course change was automatic when she recovered, something somewhere called to her and abandoning the Clan she had called home before she set out into deep space and there, there she found them. Remains of the One Sith Forces. She wasn't challenged as she passed into the crumpled flotilla that made up their remains of their space worth forces, in fact, she was given the location to Land as soon as she came into range. Curious she followed the designated path and soon found herself face to face with one of the remaining One Sith lords, someone who claimed to be her handler and the time for fun and games was over.
She was re-indoctrinated into the One Sith ideology. She was remade as a weapon and soon she was unleashed. The Tusken had found her true calling again, death to the Jedi and the destruction of all those that opposed the One Sith. So she returned to Brotherhood space and was immediately captured by agents of the Inquisition working out of Clan Naga Sadow space. They had watched her and tracked her and unsure of her intentions had decided to help her realise exactly where her loyalties lay. She was broken and remade by the Inquisition and was tasked with hunting down any and all undesirables. Something she did not have a problem with or so she thought.
She met the young Twi'lek Tasha and instantly adored her free spirit. She ensured no harm came to her and in turn, the Twi'lek trusted her more and more. Ophelia refused to give herself into the idea of the light however but instead used her gifts and talents to do certain tasks Tasha would not. For the sake of Sadow and fo the House.
She would return to Tatooine at times to revisit her old tribe. It was here she adopted a young Tuk'ata pup from the local black market traders and adopted it into her own isolationist family before returning to her clan.
Characteristics
Appearance
Having fallen to the dark Ophelia stands menacing and proud. Adorned in a mixture of armour and Tusken clothing her skin is riddled with scars and what's left of her left side is all but replaced with cybernetics. Blank eyes simply stare ahead and her dark hair cascades over her shoulders.
Ophelia is a pure blood Sephi, her ears are the most obvious give away if they are seen. Her once pale lavender skin has faded to a paler reflection of what it once was and that which is not covered in cybernetics simply exudes the torment of her long years.
Upon her right breast, she bears the brand and markings of her Tusken tribe. Tattoo's spiral across her remaining arm and back whilst the Sith brands from her days serving the One Sith litter her face. She stands out and she's aware and when not covered from head to toe, which is rare to see, she will adorn herself in anything that shows off what she has become.
Her armour is light and yet sturdy. It's decorated with tribal markings and interlaced with the ceremonial garbs of the Tusken warriors. Her cybernetics are durasteel grey and run from her face down her left side. Her arm and leg have ben fully replaced and those internal organs affected have primarily been altered with a surgeon's skill to keep her alive. Her fingernails and toes have been replaced with clawed replicas of their organic counterparts.
Fighting Style
Ophelia has a special connection with creatures, so much, in fact, she has befriended one that fights constantly by her side. Together they cut a swathe of destruction across the battlefield, her unbridled fury matched by the primal fury of her bestial companion. They both rip into their foes with devastation and without mercy that it is often hard to tell which one is the real beast. However this comes with a downside as unlike humans she cares deeply for her companion and should it fall her focus is lost which can leave her wide open in combat scenarios, sometimes with deadly consequences.
Ophelia is a competent saber wielder having been raised to wield a Gaffi stick her progression to the saberstaff was only natural. Due to her people's reputation as fierce warriors and desert raiders, she has learned to adapt her Force powers to enable her to dominate in combat and come out on top. Weaving in her Telekinesis as she fights she has a love for launching her throwing her saber towards her opponent and turning it into a pinwheel of death before recalling it to her hand and launching herself into the battle like a rampaging Krayt Dragon.
She refuses to surrender and will fight to the death before giving in and causing her tribe dishonour.
Personality
Due to her upbringing, Ophelia prefers creatures to people and this is evident in her companion creature she travels everywhere with. Not content to go for some domestic pet she chose something as monstrous as her to fight alongside her. Alongside this, she tends to shun much communication with people outwith the tribes unless necessary and instead spends most of her time outside enjoying the moments. She's more than content to feed those who displease her to her pet or at least threaten them with the messy demise.
Though the bond with her pet is a great one it does lend itself to making her not as socially adept with other sentient species and causes her to come across abrupt and rude, even if she is not meaning too.
Ophelia was part of a hunting party that took down a Krayt dragon where she witnessed first hand the devastation the great beast caused. She aims to emulate the beasts strength and will. Attacking things head on wherever it's in combat or in a social situation, never backing down and defending herself from anyone who tries to harm her. She comes across as feral, more feral than most Tuskens are viewed as, and aggressive and is not afraid to get stuck in if the need calls for it.
This can put her at odds on peaceful missions as she will not tolerate weakness in others or herself and will always attempt to push for a conflict resolution if even the slightest hint of weakness appears.
Strengths
Ophelia's Warbanner representing herself.
- Crack saberstaff duelist
- Loyal.
- Fierce combatant and trained in intimidation tactics as well as with two saber forms.
- Relentless.
Impediments
- Psychological Problems.
- Cold, cruel and brutal generally keeps her without much companionship.
- Willingness to throw the lives of others away without a second thought.
- Lightning attacks, or any electrical attacks can short circuit her cybernetics, but she loves the pain it makes her feel alive.
Distinguishing Marks
- Left side of her body has been replaced with cybernetic components, including the face.
- Remains of One Sith markings.
- Multicoloured hair.
Positions Held
- First Ever Disciples of Dreypa Battle Team Leader.
- Disciples of Dreypa BT XO
Outstanding Achievements
- First Disciples of Dreypa Battle Team Leader.
- Second Disciples of Dreypa BT XO
- Assisted in the creation of the Apostles of Syn Battle Team.