Native Language: Basic
Hair Color: Auburn Red
Eye Color: Violet
Skin Color: Tanned and olive complection
Height: 5'7 1/2"
Weight: 135 lbs
Age: 20
Full Name: Rain Alli'A'Isha "Brightstar" D'Jonoc
Physical Build: Slim and athletic. Slightly stronger legs than torso and arms.
Homeword: Dathomir


Talents/Skills

1.) Skilled Hand-to-Hand combatant, and talented with primitive weapons.
            1A.) Hand-to-Hand mostly consists of two to three hit combination moves with a single devistating finishing blow, usually resulting in unconsciousness or death.
            1B.) Extremely talented with Spears and other polearms.
2.) Is skilled in hunting and tracking
3.) Strong swimmer and runner.


Backround History:

I was born to the Brightstar River Clan on  the Planet of Dathomir during the Imperial Occupation of the planet. My clan had been known for its strong apposal of the Empire's Occupation, therefore, I grew up hating and fearing those that wore the white armor. Despite my fear and hatred, I was able to find some happiness as a young child. I once confessed to my mother that I had found friendship with the older warriors of the clan. By the time I was six, I had learned to use a sling with devisating accuracy and a spear to equall effect. The older warriors in turn soon found that I was useful to have on hunting excursions. I had developed a talent for tracking, and was able to track any beast that they had chose to hunt at the time.

By my tenth birthday I was already being considered for early warriorhood. The night of my birthday I performed the tasks I would need to complete to be awarded my first spear of Adulthood and my right to wear lizard hide armor as a true warrior of the clan. I performed each task with quiet reserve and determination. It was during the Ceremony that the Nightsisters attacked. Nightsisters were dark force users who delighted in tormenting the clans that devoted themselves to using the light side. My clan was one such clan. That night, however, the Nightsisters were bent on the destruction of my clan. Everyone reacted quickly, but the Nightsisters had the element of suprise and had already taken out three of our warriors. I had been charged with looking after the younger children, away from the fighting.

Despite my distance from the worst of the conflict, I had a good vantage point. The sight of my mother falling to a burst of blue lightning springing from the fingers of a dark haired dark eyed Nightsister has left a deep scar on my psyche, and that image will forever be etched into my memory. I watched with horror as one by one my clansmen fell, until, the only warrior left standing was me. Swallowing my fear and my burning sorrow, I gripped my spear tightly and planted myself firmly in front of the entrance to the Gathering Cave, where the children had been herded.

"You shall venture no furhter." I had said. I remember my voice had sounded more confident than I had felt at the time.

I was the warrior now, and I was determined not to let them pass. I remember seeing what was happening as if I was outside of my own body. My Indigo hued lizard hide armor gleemed in the light of the fire, my features were set and stubborn. My eyes burned with hatred and my newly braided auburn red hair shifted angrily in an unseen wind.

"Put down your spear girl." The dark haired and dark eyed woman that had killed my mother, commanded harshly. Her features were fill with amusement. She signaled fo the other Sisters to proceed.

I gripped my spear tighter as lightning flashed nearby followed by the loud BOOM! of thunder. "YOu shall venture no further!" I said again, with more force, and crouched in a defensive stance.

"And do you think you can defeat all of us, young one?" One of the other Sisters questioned. "I count only one of you and more than fifteen  of us." She said, indicating the rest of the attackers with a sweep of her palid hand.

"Kill them. Leave none alive." The Dark haired one commanded.

One of the Sisters made to move but fell forward instead, revealing what i thought of then as a strange weapon followed by the tall body of a white armored man. Reacting as I had been taught, I charged a Nightsister sweeping her legs out from under her and cracking her skull in one swift blow from my spear. I took three more Nightsisters before I felt myself being pulled away from the fight, or what was left of the fight. It had happened so quickly that it was over before I had even registered the change in my mind.

"Its over girl. You are safe now." One of the soldiers said close to my ear. He had his helmet off and when I turned to look I found myself staring at a just a man in white armor. In that moment I had lost my fear of them and my hatred towards them for taking over my homeworld. If they hadn't been there than I wouldn't be here now. 

Now several years later I find myself joining their ranks. Not because I felt that I owed the Stormtroopers who saved me, a debt, but because I wanted the chance to do what they did for me. I wanted the chance to be a hero.