~~~Overview~~~
Name: Jaina Verda
Age: 11
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Faction: Dark Angels Jedi
Rank: Initiate
~~~Biography~~~
A cold and blistery night... Snip snap, went the hoofs of a poor animal crushing the grass and twigs that fell from the branches above... The warm but frosty breath from the mouth of a little girl, visible in this harsh winter's air... her piercingly blue-green eyes poured down the scope of a projectile rifle, she reached out with her small hands and cocked back, the light switched from green to red as she knocked the safety off. Shriek! Went the rifle's barrel as a solid projectile -No bigger than an R sized ring- was flung at the very least, 80 miles per hour, spinning in anti-clockwise motion and making an echo of a loud whistle as it rippled through a cold and blistery night...
An animal from afar had its haunches buckle over, collapsing unable to move, desperately making a loud shriek as its native call for help for it was forever alone in this cold and blistery night... A young female and a young male, both clad in Beskar'gam. The young girl had dark brown hair flowing down the back of her neck and a fringe swept to the right. She knelt down to this soon-to-be-dead animal as she looked to her companion with un-certainty. He gave her a short not and she shut her eyes putting a shiv forcefully into the neck of the wild beast, ending its useless cries and shrieks for help in the cold an blistery night...
It was the same everywhere, from the age of three, the fathers in the Mandalorian clans raised their children to be warriors, hunters, fighters, mercenaries ranging from various different skills. At thirteen, these young children are participating in wars that may change the fate of the galaxy in whatever shape or form whether it be for the Honour, for the Glory, or maybe for some currency. Such was the fate of the young Jaina of clan Verda, meaning Warrior in Mando'a. The girl did not speak basic like her parents and others in her clan but she could understand and read it's text as it was the most recognized language, Mando'a being one of the rarest... Jaina's had her fair share of weaponry and Jet-packs as she grew up all of them had... Jaina was one of many children of the Mandalorians to be a good shot (this has been proven in the Temple, giving Kain a good bashing Razz). When it came to her being eight, she had discovered her Force Sensitivity, her parents weren't so she must have had a Jedi, Sith or Grey ancestor of sorts that could wield the Force... Little was taught to her about Force users, Mandalorians looked down on them in their own clans, and with good reason as history remembers...
On a cold and blistery night... Jaina's mother and father smuggled her out of the camp and into a supply shuttle heading to wherever. The young girl wasn't able to find out whether her parents had been regarded as Hut'uun's (Cowards and the worst possible insult to be given) She found herself in Hutt space on Tatooine, she could survive for the moment, having to go out during the hot desert and kill a shrill to eat. Whilst during the night, she slept on the streets in Mos Eisley. The girl became a stowaway, going to different parts of Tatooine until she came across two men, draped in brown and crème like robes. They lived in a bit of luxury that was for sure... Jaina looked to the children following them and she followed in turn. Being noticed, Jaina was approached and looked over and shied away a little, this being her first time off world and in a heavily populated area... The man assured her no harm would come, baring a gentle smile and thus taking her along to a place where her life would surely change for the better...
After becoming one of the new Hopefuls with the others, Jaina spent her first year mostly studying in the Archives in her youngling garb although during her second year, she changed her appearance dramatically (Image you see at the top of this Bio.) with her dark brown hair with a slightly reddish tinge and with the added braid on the right. She wore brown vestments with a belt around her waist and long black boots that went thigh high and a pair of brown gloves and a right arm band. She often carried her Data pad on her belt and was often seen reading it a fair amount during her time in the temple if she wasn’t reading books in the Archives. She loved books…
Young Jaina came to meet Markus Drethari by bumping into him when having a little walk around. He’d said hello and helped the shy young Mandalorian up. She was also approached by Initiate Rectos, who was confused by her Language whereas Markus spoke Mando’a right back at her, the two becoming friends quickly. Later on that year she attended the History of the Dark Angels order class lead by Archivist Master Drakyl. It was this Jedi Master who helped Jaina to gain a little confidence within the Order and stop her shyness… The two speaking Mandalorian to each other, with the other class mates baffled, Drakyl handed her a mask that she could wear to translate her Mando’a into basic whenever she spoke. As time progressed, she came to meet Adept Jack, he too befriending her, understanding her language with the help of the Force. She’d also attended the Pillar Challenge class lead by Jack. She was the first to get so close after others had attempted it but she’d tripped and fell down. Jack and master Drakyl readied stun weapons to fire at them to make the course trickier. This proved useless to young Jaina as she’d succeeded with flying colours, making it to the top with stealth. She attended Drakyl’s dance class having to dance and meet with Padawan Sylar who like Jack and the others, befriended the nine year old book worm, earlier Sylar had whispered to Drakyl in Jaina’s presence, Jaina had heard him whisper her name but she couldn’t hear the rest of it whilst she was reading from her data pad as per, she’d shrugged it off… After dance class, she’d eaten with Jack and Sylar, Sylar seemed curious to her and had warned her of hanging around people like Initiate Irisa and Padawan Markus, she didn’t really seem to get what he was on about… As time progressed further, Jaina felt closer to Drakyl and Jack, at times, she completely forgot about her mask and she now rarely uses it as she just speaks to Jack and Drakyl or anyone else in her own language unless they really didn’t understand what on Malachor V was being said…
Now at the age of eleven, Jaina’s become one of the Dark Angels Initiates and a Private within the Death Corps of the order thanks to her Mandalorian training although she is yet to learn of the Jedi techniques herself. After her initiation ceremony she’d called Drakyl Ba’buir (grandfather) on accident. She’d noted the joy in his face afterwards, she’d not really seen him happier than that before and she’d smiled, after all, he seemed much like a Ba’buir to her.
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