Description

Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 120 pounds
Hair: Black
Eyes: Sickly yellow

Leere(pronounced Leigh-rei) is of average height and has minimal muscle mass. Under the mask and layers of robes she is a being of haunting beauty, pale porcelain skin, yellow eyes, and long flowing black hair. There is something enchanting about the way she moves, almost too gracefully for a human some might say.

Personality

Cold, calculated, and cunning. Leere takes pride in her own abilities and feels a sick sort of loyalty towards her master for training her in the dark arts. Much like her master she believes the code of the sith is more than just mere words to be memorized, they are words that lead to true mastery of the dark side.

"Peace is a lie. There is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, I gain victory.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me."

Equipment

Clothing- Several layers of traditional sith robes, combined with leather gloves and boots.

Two lightsabers, both red.

Force Powers: Push, Pull, Lightning, Choke, and Rage.

History

As a child, Leere was likely a very caring, compassionate individual, but the slaughter of her parents left her grief-stricken and angry. Tyranil had found her as a mere angry child and took her as his apprentice at age ten. Consumed by grief, Leere quickly gave into her rage and lust for vengeance. She began the pursuit of power and retribution, becoming a vicious warrior. Darth Leere is now cold and dispassionate, and follows the commands of Darth Tyranil without question or hesitation. "We all live or die as Tyranil wills, whelp. At his word, I would cut out my own heart. Or yours." -Leere, to deceased sith acolyte.