Basic Character App:Name: Shillith Hellwalker; Shilli, for short
Age: Unknown - seemingly mid teens?
Species: Dathomiri
Appearance: Tall and slender with long, light brown hair, often hidden beneath a headdress or hood. Pale skin with unique and intricate facial tattooing, culturally common for the witches of Dathomir (and many other species throughout the galaxy). She is usually dressed in flowing robes of either reds or blacks, usually showing no, to very little, skin.
Homeworld: Dathomir
Special Skill(s): Stealth, sabotage, psychological manipulation (to a degree), minor control over Dathomiri Nightsister 'magicks'.
Equipment: Knives, poisons, force-lightening, but her favorite method of destruction is her glaive, Fellheart.
Reason for joining the Rebellion: Run off her ancestral home of Dathomir by a bloody civil war that had been in the making for centuries, Shillith threw down her varied ties to the people of her world in favor of the lauded order of the Empire. But reality seldom can hold a candle to the dreams of a child and this is especially true for the realities of the Empire.
Shillith wants nothing more than order. Growing up in the less-than-structured way of life that Dathomir had to offer, she never knew a solid foundation. Her family, unwanted by the city-folk but unwilling to return to their Clan, the Nightsisters, never knew a true home and Shillith never knew calm. Her time with the Nightsisters was her most cherished, but the peace and happiness of a family was cut-short by the Dathomiri civil war.
Since the Empire was more than hostile toward her strange and alien dress and manner, she has once again become a vagrant. Without home, without family, without credit and quite possibly without a will to go on... Then the Rebel Alliance found themselves on the scum-infested, gang-ridden, refugee-filled slums of Hutta where a creepy little girl had just slit the throats of several Weequay thugs that appeared to have been in the process of, well, something that merits the slitting of throats. Seemingly unfazed by the event, the girl turned toward the recon team, raised one eyebrow and turned away to continue walking the slums - her red robes billowing behind her. But the Rebels, after a lengthy stay on the planet (unrelated to the girl), eventually managed to win Shillith's attention and her willingness to 'give them a try'.
And here we are.
Images:Fellheart (but red details instead of the green)