<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/BjZXTld.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Player Name:</strong> Divine Tenacity<br/><br/><strong>Character Name:</strong> Ashur'anamon(True Name) Ashura Namon (Common Name)<br/><br/><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br/><br/><strong>Race:</strong> Twi'lek<br/><br/><strong>Height:</strong> 1.8 meters (5'9")<br/><br/><strong>Weight:</strong> 65kg (143lbs) <br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong> Ashur'anamon a Twi'lek with the common lavender coloring though her lekku sports lighter bands around each. Just like any other Twi'lek female, she enjoys wearing form fitting clothing in hues that compliment her skin tone. When in attendance at the Academy, she chooses to wear the traditional robes of the Jedi. <br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> Ashur'anamon is quite opposite from the more flamboyant personalities of other Twi'lek females. While she does possess the capabilities to charm and dazzle, she has no patience for it, much preferring to keep to herself. Others might consider her frigid and 'unfriendly', but it is just how she developed over the years being passed around from one master to another before running away. For those who can see past her surface mien they would discover that she is privately very fierce and loyal to her friends, able to step up to the call of duty and beyond when they find themselves in trouble. <br/><br/><strong>Strengths:</strong> <br/><em>Disciplined</em>- Ashur'anamon is know to be very controlled and patient in all aspects of her life. You will never see her resolve waver.<br/><em>Loyal</em>- When one earns her loyalty they discover they have a friend for life.<br/><em>Steadfast</em>- No task is too difficult for this quiet Twi'lek. She is capable of stepping up to the line and see whatever needs her assistance through with above average results. <br/><br/><strong>Weaknesses:</strong> <br/><em>Headstrong</em>- Once Ashur'anamon believes in something, it is very hard to change her mind.<br/><em>Impulsive-</em> She's more of a swing first, ask questions later sort of woman. <br/><em>Vulnerable</em>- Ashur'anamon still have secrets that threaten to destroy her as well as any around her. Tread carefully when asking about her personal life.<br/><em>Angry</em>- Forged from when she was sold into slavery and tempered under her former Master unyielding cruelty, who harshly treated her for years nigh unending. Ashur'anamon has a deep pit of rage from being so helpless during those years. That temper lays just underneath the surface and threatens to bubble over with just the tiniest of sparks. <br/><br/><strong>Equipment | Attire</strong> <br/><em>Casual:</em> Brown leather bomber jacket and black tank top (or bustier), tight trousers and knee length boots. <br/><em>Formal:</em> Traditional Jedi robes<br/><em>Weaponry:</em> dual training lightsabers (rose) with tonfa hilt (starting), standard blaster, lightsaber (royal purple) lance (will be given later over the course of RP) <br/><br/><strong>Sexual Orientation:</strong> Heteroflexible<br/><br/><strong>Sexual On's:</strong> While she can be quite vanilla when it comes to intimacy, there is always a part of her that will crave passionately rough handling. Considering she trusts no one just yet, these desires for the bite of a lash or being bound and sensually tortured for hours on end is very much a closely kept secret.<br/><br/><strong>Sexual Off's:</strong> The usual ickies: scat, vore, snuff, and dismemberment.<br/><br/><strong>Personal History:</strong> Like many Twi'leks, Ashur'anamon was born on the planet Ryloth to esteemed but impoverished parents. She was much like many other Twi'lek youth, enjoying her childhood and wonderment in all things great and insignificant. Her parents enjoyed watching their little girl grow up, but there was always something hidden behind their adoring eyes, something that always made their smiles sad whenever they looked upon her. Even so, they taught the girl all they could of their society and culture, and of other species that visited Ryloth for festivities. Ashur'anamon soaked in all of her lessons with a child's seriousness, everything from art, music, literacy, mathematics, as well as basic combat tactics.<br/><br/>It wasn't until Ashur'anamon was about to leave girlhood behind that she discovered what that 'something' was. A Neimoidian by the name of Pudu Ifri had come to Ryloth to experience the infamous largess that Twi'leks are known for and discovered Ashur'anamon laughing and dancing and playing with the other Twi'lek children during a fete. Neimoidians were known for having great avarice and Pudu Ifri was a shining example of his people. After making a few discrete inquiries, he had found that Ashur'anamon's parents were steeped in debt which he kindly offered to take care of-- if they would sell their only offspring into his service. <br/><br/>Having known this moment would come, her parents easily accepted the agreement and thus their little girl was now one of many Pudu Ifir's possessions. With no reason to dally any longer on Ryltoh, the Neimoidian took Ashur'anamon (who screamed and begged not to go) away to his sprawling palace on Rishi, where he overlooked many of the mining operations that lead to his vast wealth. It was also where he had his newest possession 'trained' most thoroughly, taking away her innocence soon after in an act of unconscionable brutality, teaching her what was expected of her as a slave. Ashur'anamon hated every moment, but her little spots of rebellion were easily quelled by Pudu's ruthless overseers, who never hesitated to beat the girl into submission. <br/><br/>For years Ashur'anamon wished and hoped someone, anyone would come and take her away from this cruel life. No one answered, but the Force did. During one of the beatings she received regularly by Pudu Ifir, Ashura'anamon suddenly exploded. Her Force manifested in a way that killed Pudu messily and took out most of his mansion and the surrounding grounds. Horrified at what she did, Ashur'anamon 'liberated' herself and a small merchant vessel and flew away from Rishi and the life she had no taste for. <br/><br/>Some time after she found herself on the planet of Alderaan, where she lived on the streets and beggared funds for food and sustenance, even disdainfully trading what 'skills' she learned under Pudu Ifir and his overseers. it was during one such assignation that she learned her human 'client' had taken it upon himself to share her with a gang of his friends and deciding not to pay her in the process. Once again her Force manifested, this time murdering he brutes who delighted in raping her senseless. It was after the carnage a Jedi by the name of Kares Nyght discovered the young woman and took her into her care, gently nurturing her back to health and teaching her the rudiments of controlling the Force. Ashur'anamon blossomed underneath Kares's attention, glad that her savior was so unlike the people she had once knew-- including her parents. Developing somewhat of a idol complex, Ashur'anamon wanted to learn how to become a Jedi herself which Kares agreed to readily. Taking the young woman to Coruscant, she entrusted her keeping to the Jedi Academy, promising to mentor her and teach her more of what it means to be a Jedi and how to live harmoniously with the Force. <br/><br/><br/><strong>Family:</strong> Ashur'anamon knows her clan lives quite peacefully on their home world of Ryloth. She however, has no desire to see the people who sold her into slavery.  Everything that she has become she owes to her current mentor, Jedi Kares Nyght. </span>