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Middle Name: -
Last Name: Venn
Nickname: “Hey you” or “Sith”, only acceptable when used by her spouse- others who dare refer to her thus are usually met with 'shocking' disdain
Place of Birth: Nar Shaddaa
Hair Color/Style: None- bald and tattooed
Facial Appearance: Sweet and girlish even with extensive Sith corruption; typical Rattataki pallor, distinctive tattoos, piercings and ritual scarification
Eye Color: Originally a glacial blue; now a tainted Sith orange-red
Body Appearance: Appears as if a strong breeze might snap her in half- but under her garb she's all wiry muscle
Home Planet: Dromund Kaas
Current Residence: Dromund Kaas/Kaas City; Fury Interceptor, “Rust Princess”
Profession: Sith Lord (Assassin)
Armor/Clothes: Whatever she deems comfortable and appropriate in regards to Sith aesthetics
Primary Weapon(s): Double-bladed lightsaber
Secondary Weapon(s): The Force
Miscellaneous Item(s): A scrap of Killik silk linen and several crystals of indeterminable origin/purpose
The female half of a set of fraternal twins born on Nar Shaddaa to a notorious and singular Rattataki cantina 'dancer', Astara spent her formative years scrabbling out a peculiar childhood in the back alleys of the Red Light Sector with her brother Drakkach. They were both plucked from the gutters by a hooded figure and set on very different courses of fate, their mother oblivious and uncaring as to their enslavement. While Drakkach was deemed Imperial Agent material, Astara possessed stronger Force sensitivity which found her hastened to Korriban and the Sith Academy. Her trials completed she was sent onwards. During this journey she met a scrofulous pirate whom she couldn't resist (nor resist marrying)- and acquired a host of ghosts which now rack her with Force-walking sickness.
Astara is fastidious and cultured in nature despite her lowly origin. She was also quite mad even before her “possession” and is even more so now- although it's kept roiling under the surface. Only loyal to the Empire, certain members of her ship crew and her husband, she now seeks a way to be rid of the phantoms...
Me + buildings = oops
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Fanfic: Grey. Red. Black.