Darth Veyrax
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0The Backstory of Darth Veyrax, the Gilded Flame
Born beneath the volcanic storms of Iridonia, Darth Veyrax came into the galaxy as a child of fire and stone. At twenty-seven cycles, she stands as a Zabrak whose crimson flesh is carved with black sigils of pain and triumph, her golden horns gleaming like crowns of destiny. From the moment of her birth, the elders whispered that she was marked by prophecy her silence heavier than thunder, her gaze brighter than flame Her personality is forged in ritual and precision. Veyrax is patient, calculating, and deliberate, never wasting words or movements. She speaks only when her voice can cut deeper than her blade, and when she fights, every strike is a verse in her living codex. Cold and merciless to her enemies, she is nevertheless an artist of destruction, seeing fire and shadow as her paint, and the galaxy itself as her canvas. To her, war is not chaos it is ceremony Her abilities are the embodiment of her myth: She wields Pyrokinesis of the Dark Side, conjuring flame from the void and sculpting it into whips, walls, and sigils that burn both flesh and spirit Through Force Echo, she forces her enemies to relive their deepest wounds, shattering their will with memories of agony Her Zabrak resilience grants her unmatched endurance, while Sith training has honed her into a dancer of death acrobatic, precise, and lethal Her Aura of Dominion unsettles the weak-minded, bending them into submission without a word And when her saber clipped to her belt like a relic is drawn, it becomes an extension of her soul, striking in patterns that mirror the glyphs etched into her skin Her legacy is inscribed in gold. The trimmings of her armor are forged from the melted remains of fallen Sith masters, each vein of gold a memory, each line a testament. She does not seek conquest for conquest’s sake; she seeks inscription, the eternal recording of her existence in fire and shadow. To her, victory is not survival it is legacy. She is not me
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