Name: Darth Craye

Race: Too genetically altered; impossible to tell

Age: Unknown

Current/Former Master: Serves as an ally to [Lord Josmar].

Status/Rank: Sith Lord

Appearance: Darth Craye appears humanoid, but it is apparent that much of her has been replaced with machinery, some of which look as if they should be falling apart. Her eyes are a complete and milky white, with no pupils to speak of. What skin is left on her face is white and breaking off like porcelain. Her jaw and cheek areas are completely exposed up to her cheekbones. When she stands, she reaches a little under six feet. Her hair is short and juts up from her scalp, curving back. Her ears are pointed and and stretch above her head. She generally wears a large black robe to conceal her skeletal appearance, but when she isn't wearing this she wears a black shawl-like top that stretches down in front and wraps around her hips, falling in the back into two long strips of black cloth much like coattails. In front, it divides into a ceremonial loincloth. Her feet are cybernetic and can transform into different shapes at will.

Weapons: Darth Craye is rediculously adept with the Force to the point of absurdity. But if she doesn't use just flick her finger at her enemies, she weilds a purple lightsabre.

Personality: Darth Craye is fickle, devious, cunning, playful, and has the wisdom of experience--all of which are deadly when amplified by her Force abilities. She has a black sense of humor and tends to treat everyone as lessers.

History: Darth Craye has seen empires rise and empires fall, and been a part of it all. For the last hundred years she has retreated to the Outer Rim, lying comatose in her Star Destroyer. (more later.)

Picture:(work in progress)


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