Darth Periculosa

Darth Periculosa
Biographical information
Homeworld	Ryloth
Born	203 ABY
Physical description
Species	Twi'lek
Gender	Female
Height	1.7m (5' 7")
Eye color	Red (originally blue)
Skin color	Black
Chronological and political information
Era(s)	Post-Legacy era
Affiliation(s)	Dark Lords of the Sith Byss Empire
Masters	Unnamed Female Master Darth Derriphan Darth Nyx
Apprentices	Veranni'ka (failed) Lord Ra (failed) Disciple Thorn (failed) Lord Sucellus (failed)
OOC information
Player	Ritanya Leistone
Date created	2010-08-22

"Just as I slew my master, one day you shall be powerful enough to slay me... or I shall kill you myself"

— Darth Periculosa to her apprentice

Biography

Early Life

Ultera’Thren was born on the planet Ryloth 19 years ago. It was during this time that her parents raised her until the age of 10, when she was taken by slavers, her father murdered and mother taken away. Ultera was brought before the slave market as a “bride virgin” – a young girl betrothed to one of the seedier families at a young age to ensure she would be a virgin whenever they chose to bed her. It was during one of these trades that her mistress, a Sith Alchemist, sensed her Force sensitivity and proceeded to purchase her upon the market. Ultera had no understanding of why the woman purchased her, and fully expected to be attached to another. To her surprise, she was instead brought to a small hut on a forest planet where the woman began to show her the basics of her craft.

It was, at least as she perceived it, a happy time for Ultera. She could feel her connection to the Force grow as the woman taught her the basics of their craft and trade. She would send the young Twi’lek into the forest to gather materials for the various potions she would craft for her arts. The woman showed the girl the basics of using a lightsaber, and had just begun her more in depth tutelage regarding the Sith magics.

One day Ultera returned to find the door smashed in and her mistress’ body lying upon the floor. As the young woman entered she saw a man tearing through the various scrolls and tomes, fuming and cursing as he appeared to be searching for something. It was just then that he stopped, turned, and growling yanked the young woman with the Force, pulling her in close. “Where is it?” he growled, close enough she could feel his hot breath upon her face. “I know she discovered it, where is it??” he screamed, roughly grabbing one of her lekku and pulling hard on it. Ultera had no understanding of what the man meant, but her fear and anger grew inside her as she did understand he had taken all she knew away from her. As her focused anger grew, the man’s focus in his blind anger waned. He never saw the glint of steel, or felt the shift of her weight, as she grasped the metal tool from the bench with her hand. Even as he thought he held her still she summoned enough power to move her arm.

It was only her arm, and a Sith Lord with proper focus would have immediately removed her arm with his lightsaber or held it still with his power. Unfortunately for him, his focus was not there… and even though it was just her arm, it carried with it all her anger and fear – that, and the sharp metal tool that she plunged deep into his eye.

The man suddenly dropped her, and in her rage she grasped a large tome from the bench and began to strike the man over and over. In her rage she refused to stop, slamming the heavy tome against his unprotected form repeatedly, blood splattering her ashen colored skin. Only until her anger faded and her focus waned that she stopped and took stock of what had happened.

Ultera carried her mistress to a quiet cove and laid her to rest there, the last tender emotion she thought she would ever feel. She had not known that their relationship was different from other Sith Lords and their Apprentices; all she had known was this woman had freed her from her servitude, protected her, fed her, and cared for her. It was the only life she had known for the last 8 years, and now it was over.

She claimed the lightsaber of her mistress and the man who attacked them, never having been given one of her own. Her only regret was that she lacked the knowledge to decipher the woman’s writings, never having learned her name. Though she had only basic training, she managed to take what she could carry from the hut and burned the rest, using the craft to fly into the reaches of space. Her she decided she would seek others who had learned the same arts as her, and grow in them. Her hand gripped the throttle as she engaged the hyperdrive, making a solemn oath:

She would never be weak again.

Arrival on Byss

Ultera made her way to Byss, making ends meet along the way with through simple robbery, murder, and assassination, using the few gifts she had learned in her earlier years to avoid capture from authorities. Finally her small ship arrived upon the homeworld of the Sith Empire, where she sought to join them to grow and learn.

She was accepted as an Initiate, where she soon caught the eye of several potential masters. It was also at this time that she came into contact with another new Initiate, the woman who would someday come to be known as Darth Scorne. They would form a fast companionship, someday become lovers and the lethal duo that would bring fear into the worlds they visited.

Ultera was chosen as the apprentice of the accomplished duelist, Darth Derriphan. She learned the arts of the Dark Side from him, and became accomplished in the form of Ataru in his tutelage. She grew in power and skill, receiving the attention of others in the Order as well. Soon came her final task, her final test before becoming a Lord of the Order... a duel with her master, Derriphan.

Duel on the Lava Shores

Before the duel, Ultera had chosen her new Sith name... Periculosa. It was her new identity that now went before her master. She knelt before him, ready for her next lesson, unaware that it was to be her final one. Instead she was met with insult, with scoffing, from the master she had pleased to this point. Anger swelled within her, and their sabers ignited - the duel had commenced.

Periculosa had not been dormant in her studies, for she was well aware that the time might come. She had learned from the most accomplished duelists on Byss, including her lover, and she matched her master blow for blow. Fueled by her anger, she began to overpower her master, before a final surge of the Force flowed through her, taking her master off guard and casting him deep into the lava. Spent, the twi'lek fell to her knees, breathing heavily from the toll of battle.

Looking up, she saw the form of her master above the lava, spectral but still powerful in death. She waited for retribution, lacking the skills and strength to stave off such a powerful spirit of the Dark Side, but instead was met with pride. Her master nodded and spoke to her, expressing how she was now ready, for she had surpassed him.

Lady Periculosa

After slaying Darth Derriphan, the Disciple Periculosa was elevated to the rank of Lord.  It was at this time that she was selected by the present Arch Sorceress, Darth Nyx, to become her apprentice.  It was during this time especially that her bond with Scorne, a Marauder and fierce duelist, grew stronger.  These factors led to a culimnation of events that marked the Lord's time prior to her next ascension:

• The Slaughter on Tetan

• The repulsion of the Grand Army of the Republic

• The Jedi Massacre on Dantooine

These campaigns soon marked Periculosa as one of the better duelists in the Galaxy, with her focus on the acrobatic style of Ataru.  The twi'lek was described by some as appearing to almost dance as she fought, her graceful motions fluid and artistic to those who observed her fighting skill.  These skills were honed by her now lover and master of Vaapad, Scorne - the two using their skills in combat to cut a path of blood and destruction in the name of the Empire.

Ascension to Darth

Lady Periculosa's accomplishments did not go unnoticed, and she was elevated to the rank of Darth by the Emperor.  By this time she as well into her studies in the art of Sorcery, learning many new skills at the hands of Darth Nyx and Emperor Destius.  She had assisted in the transfer of two fallen essences, bringing both beings back from the realm of the Bogan.  Her studies continued, until as such time as her former master departed from the order - leaving her to continue her training on her own.

Arch Sorceress Periculosa

Darth Periculosa now serves the Empire as the Arch Sorceress, her formidable saber skills now agumented by her study and mastery of the Sorcery arts.  She has taken time to craft artifacts that she carries on her at all times, the most prominent one a mask that hides her delicate features.  To this day, she has revealed to no one what these items do.