(http://i286.photobucket.com/albums/ll98/thetragicfragments/character/sith.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Taishari<br/><strong>Sex:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Ferrerreo<br/><strong>Apparent/Actual Age</strong>: 20<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student at Korriban<br/><strong><br/>Basic Concept:</strong>An ex-slave and survivor of unethical medical experiments, Taishari craves only the pain of others.<br/><br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Anything she can hurt<br/><br/><strong>Description</strong><br/><em>Hair</em>: Mahogany and copper striped, most only a few inches long but with interwoven fibres to make it seem longer in places.<br/><em>Eyes</em>: Black<br/><em>Face</em>: Attractive and expressive<br/><em>Body Type</em>: Lithe, extremely flexible<br/><em>Skin Tone</em>: Soft gold (silvery when frightened)<br/><em>Voice</em>: Mute<br/><em>Other</em>: Scaring to her throat, faint surgical scars on her belly and scalp<br/><br/><strong>Dislikes</strong>: Sudden sounds, seeing what she can't have, gloaters, blaster wounds, being ignored<br/><strong>Desires</strong>: To inspire fear and to inflict pain<br/><strong>Habits</strong>: Snapping her fingers for attention, eating her food with only one hand<br/><strong>Insecurities</strong>: Being stared at or watched, her lack of control<br/><strong>Deadly Sin</strong>: Wrath<br/><br/><strong>Character Background:</strong>Taishari's earliest memories were pleasant, tauntingly so. Her mother brushing her hair, her sister singing, her father's laughter. She remembered being loved. She was taught the basics or writing, numbers, how to steer a ship. The years of pan and fear made her memories of that time taste false and bitter, giving cruel hope.<br/><br/>Her family's ship was ambushed on a trade route they were travelling, the battle brief and vicious. They were boarded and captured, their ship looted of goods and parts, her mother and sister raped, her father beaten to death.<br/><br/>Separated from her mother and sister, she spent several days in a hot, cramped room before being put into the slave auctions. The stink of terrified, closely packed bodies and the hungry eyes of those seeking to buy, a hundred different voices asking about what species, how old, how healthy, bartering, squabbling, crying, begging. She doesn't remember being sold or transported, but she remembers being stripped, her head shaved and being cleaned before being put with a dozen other similarly treated slaves.<br/><br/>She remembered asking questions and being hushed by the older slaves who knew something of being slaves. They had been bought as several different auctions, all within a few days. Several others were shoved into the room. Then, they were taken out one at a time, the youngest to eldest. Taishari was the third to be taken, too frightened to do anything but cry - and soon she couldn't even do that.<br/><br/>Her life as a test subject began, operated on to please her master's sadistic curiosity - and later to aid sexual arousal. Her mind was warped by the years of silent suffering, until her intense feelings of hate, fear and loathing finally unleashed on her master, crushing his organs in a moment. There was no time for any sound of pain, dying too fast. She would have starved, strapped to the operating table, had her master's subordinates come looking.<br/><br/>They had no idea their beloved spiritual leader had a collection of 'experiments', and would have rather killed the slaves then let the truth be known. When they came to the hasty decision, Taishari did as she had done to her master, only slower. She crushed both her 'saviours' and fellow slaves with a slow cruelty, drinking in their cries of agony that she hadn't been able to give voice to.<br/><br/>Dressed in simple clothing, she found her way out of the compound, the flood of sights and sounds she hadn't heard for over thirteen ears almost driving her back in. She was in the higher levels of Coruscant, and after some trouble was sensed and caught by a sith apprentice, who's master deposited her at Korriban.<br/><br/><strong>Brief Synopsis of Personality:</strong>Due to Taishari's imprisonment, she has learnt to read the emotions and body language of those around her better than most. She gets impatient when ignored and cannot control her abilities very well yet, though she's come along in lightsaber training quite quickly. Her craving to learn is almost as powerful as her desire to hurt others.<br/><br/><strong><em>The Force</em><br/>Ranking of Masteries</strong><br/><br/>1st: Telekinesis<br/>2nd:<br/><br/><strong>Lightsaber:</strong><br/><em> Type</em>: Pike<br/><em>Colour</em>: Sith red<br/><em>Style</em>: Still in training