Jump to content
Sign in to follow this  
Varia Octarian

Varia Octarian

Recommended Posts

Varia Octarian    113

Name: Varia Octarian
Gender: Female
Species: Human (Mother Corellian, Father Mando)
Rank: Jedi Initiate
Date of Birth: Nelona 6, 3644 BBY (14 years old)
Appearance: A young girl starting to come into her potential, muscle just starting to form from years of following her father on his hunting expeditions. Black hair with rich red undertones and blue hazy eyes. Her skin is pale and easy to flush under exertion. There is a small nick of a scar on her lower lip, an accident of falling down on a rock when she was eleven. 
Possessions: The clothes on her back, a silver necklace with a small opalescent gem (formerly her mother's.), and a blaster pistol that she is not quite ready to use, but keeps in memorial of her father. 
Personality: Naturally quiet and observant, Varia's family raised her to be a hunter and survivalist for their lifestyle. She is shy and nervous at first when meeting someone, as any young person might be, but grows attached once she likes them. She is a very practical girl, not wanting for much and not wanting to give much either. Her parents raised her to be respectful of the nature of prey and predator. Eat what you kill, use what you must, take no more than that. Her mother was against unnecessary violence, where as her father believed that to fight was to live. Though her father eventually caved to her mother's beliefs, you love who you love, and you make exceptions for them.
Skills, Abilities and Talents: She is an excellent tracker and capable in cooking for herself. The actual action of hunt and killing though, she has not taken part of. She can be stealthy and quiet, but is weak and small for her age, a result of malnutrition during the hard times when the hunting was not good. She also has a very strong voice and is a wonderful singer. 
Biography: Born to Tove Segyrn and Nalia Octarian, Varia Octarian lived hopping from planet to planet following her fathers hunts and lifestyle.Her father often traveled from planet to planet hunting all sorts of game large and small to keep them on their feet. Each new hunt was a new adventure and new learning experience. Her mother was not so keen on the constant travelling, often asking Varia's father to 'settle down' for her and their child. It was only after a fairly loud and aggressive argument, when her mother was very angry, her father having left on a hunt, that Varia asked why they always seemed to be at each other's throats.  According to her mother, what they shared was mutual respect. What was supposed to be a short fling while Tove was on Corellia, ended up being a life time of companionship. When Tove realized Nalia was pregnant, he refused to abandon her as it would be 'dishonorable'. While not quite willing to raise a child on her own, and not willing to give her up, Nalia conceded to traveling with Tove. 
What started as a peaceful arrangement grew tense over the years, providing for a family and housing them was more expensive than Tove expected, his hunt and game growing scarce with competition, especially since he worked alone. Nalia attempted to sway him to other ways of getting credits but he would not budge, only grew frustrated with her inexperience and unwillingness to get a job of her own. Nalia grew just as frustrated when Tove began taking Varia on his hunts, teaching her techniques and skills that Nalia believed not to be for girls. Skills that Tove argued should be taught to everyone.
This begrudging companionship went on for years, through thick and thin their love for Varia kept them going and complying with eachother until Toves unlawful techniques caught up to him. 
On the swampy planet of Borga, Tove, Nalia, and Varia had made a semi permanent camp after a hunting expedition on Tatooine gone exceptionally wrong (according to Tove). Tove had most likely resorted to unfair and illegal tactics to get the credits needed to feed his family. 
He would never say what he had done or how he had gone about angering the gang that tracked them. Most likely hoping they would leave Nalia and Varia alone if they knew nothing should they be caught. It was a vain hope, after jumping planets for so long and constantly running, the luck was bound to end. On Borga they came in the evening, catching Tove as he was taking out the remains of the lastest kill while Varia and Nalia sat comfortably inside by the fire. The shouts and blaster fire startled them, but Nalia was no coward. Not even knowing how to use it, she took a blaster rifle outside to the noise, unknowingly followed by Riley on her heels. 
It was quick at least. The deed done and with nothing to pillage from their small encampment, the assistants left not realizing that Varia had collapsed in shock, covered in her own mother’s blood. The next morning Varia was sure she would waste away and die in the swamp, knowing how to trap but not to kill. How to cook but not to skin and prep. She was alone and doomed.
Fate and the force however disagreed, a lost injured Jedi approaching the carnage and finding the young girl in desperate need.
Between the two of them, what supplies the Jedi had and the remains of Varia’s parents possessions, they were able to escape the swamp planet and head for civilization. Where Varia assumed she would be dumped some where more accommodating, or left in an orphanage. Instead the Jedi kept her with her, traveling to her soon to be new home 


Share this post

Link to post
Share on other sites
Sign in to follow this  

  • Recently Browsing   0 members

    No registered users viewing this page.