Name: Roselyn Kervran
Species: Mirialan
Age: Late teens/early 20s.
Height: 5’5
Sex: Female
Skin Color: Green
Eye Color: Violet
Birthplace: Mirial
IG Description:
A calm, collected Mirialan with an array of small geometric tattoos spread across her cheeks, and over the bridge of her nose. She seems friendly enough, wearing a sedate smile from time to time. More oft than not, her expression is neutral. Dark bags sit under her violet eyes, gazing out with some amount of tiredness, whether she means to or not.
She carries with her a small number of medical supplies, and bacta cannisters, as well as an electroblade dangling from a sheath.
Background:
The daughter of a Priestess upon the world of Mirial, it was a surprise to nobody when Roselyn began showing signs of Force Sensitivity during her tests practicing her peoples faith. However, she would be introduced to the Jedi much the same way in her youth, and be spirited away to begin learning of the Force under the tutilege of the Order.
Growing out of her Youngling days, she was assigned to Master Soran Tak. An older gentleman, a Mirialan like she, who for quite some time had been an Archaeologist of the Order and spent much of his time scouring Outer Rim worlds searching for ancient Jedi and Sith relics. During one particular assignment, a terrible fate befell the Mirialan’s Master, and she was left as the sole survivor. Stranded on a remote world, with little to no way to contact the Republic, nor any idea what she should do, Rose found herself lost amongst the stars.
Hopping from system to system, until finally returning to Viscara, where she’s finally reunited with the Jedi outpost planetside, returning after years away grown, as an Initiate.