Steam Name:
Sunny
Steam ID:
STEAM_0:1:18831923
Character name:
Nyx’Kalari Corliala
Nicknames:
‘Nyx’ - A nickname created by herself to give to people outside of her race, mostly to circumvent the possibility of pronunciation barriers.
‘The Huntress’ - An alias she no longer uses from her days as an organized criminal.
Character race:
Half-blood Asari, combination of an Asari and Vorcha.
Requested position aboard the ship:
‘The Muscle’.
Specific gear and/or abilities:
Light Duelist Armor Mk II - Produced by Elanus Risk Control, this armor provides light protection without sacrificing mobility.
M-3 Predator Heavy Pistol - A reliable, inexpensive semi-automatic pistol manufactured by Elanus Risk Control.
Hurricane Mk 3 Shotgun - A reliable shotgun manufactured by Elanus Risk Control.
L5 Biotic abilities - Due to her Asari genes, Nyx has the capacity to be a formidable user of biotic abilities. (Barrier, Throw, Warp, Stasis, Singularity)
L5 CQC abilities - Her background as an Asari Commando offers her a specific set of skills that not many others are capable of. With the grace of a dancer and the ferocity of a space-lion, her fighting style revolves around dismantling her opponents without giving them any room to breathe. Her physiology as an Asari makes it very difficult for her to sustain her talents through injury, however.
Limited regenerative/adaptive abilities - Due to the Vorcha genes selectively placed into her via the process of melding, Nyx will be able to adapt and regenerate in environments not usually possible for her species given the appropriate time. For example, she could adapt to a high gravity environment via her cells strengthening her heart and muscles if she’s able to survive for the time it takes. She could regrow a limb in a matter of months given the time to do so.
Character alignment:
Renegade
Character backstory:
Nyx’Kalari was born to a particularly hot headed Asari Ex-Commando named Matron Lyselle Corliala, her father had been a Vorcha that died amidst the coupling due to her pureblood mother’s Ardat-Yakshi, his mind having been overcome by the superiority of a pureblood Asari’s mind, smashed to pieces amidst the search for the genes the Matron so desired. Having been raised on Thessia due to the honor of her mother’s service, anyone would believe that Nyx’s childhood was anything but harsh; this would be a wrong assumption. In the interest of ‘building character’ alongside creating a powerful heir to her name, Nyx was put through the harshest of treatments, made to train in her race’s natural biotic abilities day in, day out, alongside the martial arts prowess one would expect from an Asari Commando. It is said they are amongst the universe’s strongest warriors- who was to say differently? By the time she was 16 in general terms, she’d conquered most goals she’d been set towards by her mother. She was a natural biotic, a prodigy even amidst her own people, showing a strength desirable to the Asari military where she’d begin her first ever service. Finding herself in scuffles and fights with her fellow commando candidates due to the ferocity of her personality, Nyx found herself chastised often, the general air she gave off was that of a ‘stuck up bitch’, working far too hard to impress her mother- maybe it was true, but she didn’t know any better. This was what she knew, it was what she was taught from the moment she could cohesively exist; if you aren’t first, you’re last.
This competitive nature cultivated quite a fierce Commando but put her most definitely behind in social capacity. Introverted and spiney were the first two words that’d come to mind in rational conversation. She was doomed to a life of constant rejection and more often than not violence, but this didn’t get her down; perhaps she thought differently, perhaps she was too stubborn and set in the ways she was set on, but she was damn good at it. Completing a number of deployments on mostly counter-terrorist operations, Nyx had made a name for herself amidst the Asari military; but she aspired for greater. Urged on by nothing more than chemical desire to see what the universe had to offer on her own terms, she left the Commandos after a good few years, having learned a lot and left with zero friends.
Nyx left Thessia at the ripe age of thirty-six- young for an Asari- before making her way through Alliance space on her way to see bigger and better. On one of the many multi-species stations, she was introduced to a life of debauchery; alcohol and drugs came to mind mostly. From a Commando to a lowly stripper in some back room bar, she was living the high life at this point- or so she believed. It was eventually that she’d enter a life of organized crime, something that was easy on such a corrupt station especially for a gifted Asari such as herself, having revealed quite the capacity for doing so given her adventurous and barbed nature at this point. Ever resourceful, she managed to slip in and out of detection amidst the station under an alias of ‘The Huntress’.
This went on for many years; ‘The Huntress’ was wanted across the entire station. Anyone with information was offered a reward, anyone who could bring her in dead or alive would be rewarded even more handsomely. During a smuggling attempt that was later revealed to be a sting operation, Nyx was wounded. She fought her hardest, but found herself succumbing to injury shortly after. She was brought into a high security cell, awaiting trial for her many criminal acts- it was an open and shut case at this point. Nyx never stood a chance and she deserved it. She was to service a life sentence in an Alliance in an Alliance prison camp, worked to the bone in bringing back materials and the likes. By the time she was mysteriously pardoned, she was aged 72. She still doesn’t know why she was allowed to leave that place; to her, she’d deserved it. Oh how they mighty have fallen. She wasn’t sure if it was due to her scattered Commando past, or due to her lineage, only that it did have something to do with who she was. It was by word of someone identified as ‘The Matriarch’ that she was finally released. Apparently, her luck hadn’t run out.
The world was a different place when she left, though. She understood much more due to her experiences between Thessia and where she was now; there was still much left unanswered, but one thing that she did know for certain was that she’d hit rock bottom. Without a job, a home, or even a credit chip to her name, she was set on a ferry to the Alliance hub where she later applied for a security job only to be denied due to her criminal background.
The only place she had left to turn to was what she’d always known, the military- but her people wouldn’t accept her back as such a disgrace, the Alliance certainly wouldn’t either. She spent years wandering, barely making ends meet through a number of low profile, dead end jobs, tiny things that she’d never be noticed in- janitorial duties, manual labor and the likes. Things went on like this for a good number of decades.
On her one hundred and eleventh birthday, she marked her final day as a menial task worker and turned towards PMC work as a mercenary. New Eden was where she’d find her salvation. There's only one way from rock bottom, right?
What is your character's goal aboard the ship? Why were they hired by New Eden?:
Redemption, mostly. With her checkered, admittedly disgraceful past, Nyx is looking for nothing more than to find a way to redeem herself.. Even if remnants of her past stick around in the way she carries herself. They were hired by New Eden due to their generally useful background.
Sunny
Steam ID:
STEAM_0:1:18831923
Character name:
Nyx’Kalari Corliala
Nicknames:
‘Nyx’ - A nickname created by herself to give to people outside of her race, mostly to circumvent the possibility of pronunciation barriers.
‘The Huntress’ - An alias she no longer uses from her days as an organized criminal.
Character race:
Half-blood Asari, combination of an Asari and Vorcha.
Requested position aboard the ship:
‘The Muscle’.
Specific gear and/or abilities:
Light Duelist Armor Mk II - Produced by Elanus Risk Control, this armor provides light protection without sacrificing mobility.
M-3 Predator Heavy Pistol - A reliable, inexpensive semi-automatic pistol manufactured by Elanus Risk Control.
Hurricane Mk 3 Shotgun - A reliable shotgun manufactured by Elanus Risk Control.
L5 Biotic abilities - Due to her Asari genes, Nyx has the capacity to be a formidable user of biotic abilities. (Barrier, Throw, Warp, Stasis, Singularity)
L5 CQC abilities - Her background as an Asari Commando offers her a specific set of skills that not many others are capable of. With the grace of a dancer and the ferocity of a space-lion, her fighting style revolves around dismantling her opponents without giving them any room to breathe. Her physiology as an Asari makes it very difficult for her to sustain her talents through injury, however.
Limited regenerative/adaptive abilities - Due to the Vorcha genes selectively placed into her via the process of melding, Nyx will be able to adapt and regenerate in environments not usually possible for her species given the appropriate time. For example, she could adapt to a high gravity environment via her cells strengthening her heart and muscles if she’s able to survive for the time it takes. She could regrow a limb in a matter of months given the time to do so.
Character alignment:
Renegade
Character backstory:
Nyx’Kalari was born to a particularly hot headed Asari Ex-Commando named Matron Lyselle Corliala, her father had been a Vorcha that died amidst the coupling due to her pureblood mother’s Ardat-Yakshi, his mind having been overcome by the superiority of a pureblood Asari’s mind, smashed to pieces amidst the search for the genes the Matron so desired. Having been raised on Thessia due to the honor of her mother’s service, anyone would believe that Nyx’s childhood was anything but harsh; this would be a wrong assumption. In the interest of ‘building character’ alongside creating a powerful heir to her name, Nyx was put through the harshest of treatments, made to train in her race’s natural biotic abilities day in, day out, alongside the martial arts prowess one would expect from an Asari Commando. It is said they are amongst the universe’s strongest warriors- who was to say differently? By the time she was 16 in general terms, she’d conquered most goals she’d been set towards by her mother. She was a natural biotic, a prodigy even amidst her own people, showing a strength desirable to the Asari military where she’d begin her first ever service. Finding herself in scuffles and fights with her fellow commando candidates due to the ferocity of her personality, Nyx found herself chastised often, the general air she gave off was that of a ‘stuck up bitch’, working far too hard to impress her mother- maybe it was true, but she didn’t know any better. This was what she knew, it was what she was taught from the moment she could cohesively exist; if you aren’t first, you’re last.
This competitive nature cultivated quite a fierce Commando but put her most definitely behind in social capacity. Introverted and spiney were the first two words that’d come to mind in rational conversation. She was doomed to a life of constant rejection and more often than not violence, but this didn’t get her down; perhaps she thought differently, perhaps she was too stubborn and set in the ways she was set on, but she was damn good at it. Completing a number of deployments on mostly counter-terrorist operations, Nyx had made a name for herself amidst the Asari military; but she aspired for greater. Urged on by nothing more than chemical desire to see what the universe had to offer on her own terms, she left the Commandos after a good few years, having learned a lot and left with zero friends.
Nyx left Thessia at the ripe age of thirty-six- young for an Asari- before making her way through Alliance space on her way to see bigger and better. On one of the many multi-species stations, she was introduced to a life of debauchery; alcohol and drugs came to mind mostly. From a Commando to a lowly stripper in some back room bar, she was living the high life at this point- or so she believed. It was eventually that she’d enter a life of organized crime, something that was easy on such a corrupt station especially for a gifted Asari such as herself, having revealed quite the capacity for doing so given her adventurous and barbed nature at this point. Ever resourceful, she managed to slip in and out of detection amidst the station under an alias of ‘The Huntress’.
This went on for many years; ‘The Huntress’ was wanted across the entire station. Anyone with information was offered a reward, anyone who could bring her in dead or alive would be rewarded even more handsomely. During a smuggling attempt that was later revealed to be a sting operation, Nyx was wounded. She fought her hardest, but found herself succumbing to injury shortly after. She was brought into a high security cell, awaiting trial for her many criminal acts- it was an open and shut case at this point. Nyx never stood a chance and she deserved it. She was to service a life sentence in an Alliance in an Alliance prison camp, worked to the bone in bringing back materials and the likes. By the time she was mysteriously pardoned, she was aged 72. She still doesn’t know why she was allowed to leave that place; to her, she’d deserved it. Oh how they mighty have fallen. She wasn’t sure if it was due to her scattered Commando past, or due to her lineage, only that it did have something to do with who she was. It was by word of someone identified as ‘The Matriarch’ that she was finally released. Apparently, her luck hadn’t run out.
The world was a different place when she left, though. She understood much more due to her experiences between Thessia and where she was now; there was still much left unanswered, but one thing that she did know for certain was that she’d hit rock bottom. Without a job, a home, or even a credit chip to her name, she was set on a ferry to the Alliance hub where she later applied for a security job only to be denied due to her criminal background.
The only place she had left to turn to was what she’d always known, the military- but her people wouldn’t accept her back as such a disgrace, the Alliance certainly wouldn’t either. She spent years wandering, barely making ends meet through a number of low profile, dead end jobs, tiny things that she’d never be noticed in- janitorial duties, manual labor and the likes. Things went on like this for a good number of decades.
On her one hundred and eleventh birthday, she marked her final day as a menial task worker and turned towards PMC work as a mercenary. New Eden was where she’d find her salvation. There's only one way from rock bottom, right?
What is your character's goal aboard the ship? Why were they hired by New Eden?:
Redemption, mostly. With her checkered, admittedly disgraceful past, Nyx is looking for nothing more than to find a way to redeem herself.. Even if remnants of her past stick around in the way she carries herself. They were hired by New Eden due to their generally useful background.
