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Lilaena De'Ville after the Reset

A'na Eldhil never told Lilaena that she was not a true Jedi. The girl grew up believing that she followed the Jedi ways, having been indoctrinated by her master that her new methods were a better way of reaching the Force. This confused attitude towards the Jedi teachings taints everything she does, as Lilaena uses the Dark Side of the Force, not the Light. It has only been in the last year or so that she has realized that she is not a true Jedi, though she still struggles with this part of her identity.

"She tapped her fingers on the arm of her seat, huddled inside a warm woolen cloak against the cold, recycled air of the transport. It was mostly empty, only a few wanderers from Onderon returning home with wares from the Core. She knew for a fact that there were metric tons of trade goods stored in the hold. No seeds. The Onderonian people weren't the farming sort. Something to do with the lack of viable land. She'd read all she could on the subject before heading out. Lilaena twitched, and pulled her cloak closer, drawing her feet up onto the seat and hugging her knees. She had been promoted to knight by her master, before the bounty hunter had caught up with them. IG-88 killed with stunning efficiency, and Master A'na Eldhil had seemed like a helpless babe in it's metal clutches. Lilaena shook her head slightly to rid herself of her master's last moments. That had been ten years ago. She had been nineteen. Since then she'd hopped from place to place around the galaxy, keeping to her master's teaching and avoiding capture by the Empire. She stayed away from the Rebels - no need drawing attention to oneself. Now twenty-nine she fancied herself a master of the Force, perhaps as great a Jedi as Obi-Wan Kenobi had been, may the Force rest his soul. All she knew of the Force she had learned from A'na Eldhil, a Jedi Knight who had heard the message from the Temple warning of a trap and the new Empire's intent on Jedi lives. She had gone into exile, taking her nine year old padawan with her. It had been many years ago."

―Lilaena De'Ville in Across the Stars

Lilaena spent a lot of time on Onderon working her way into the palace archives for information on Freedon Nadd, and using her past relationship as master to current palace head of security Dalamar DeSang to do so. She came into contact with Salem Ave and eventually got a promise from him to take her to the Demon Moon of Dxun if she could stop the Mandalorian attacks on the City of Iziz.

She immediately walked out into the Wilds and sought out the warrior clans, ending up defeating Manda'lor in single combat and taking his place as leader of the Onderon Mandalorians.

Salem Ave took Lilaena De'Ville as an apprentice, wanting a more advanced student to place beside the two he already possessed.

• Force Destruction
• Telekinesis
• Augmentation of reflexes, body
• Block pain
• Sense emotion

Lilaena has no telepathy, and her mind is a nearly impenetrable brick wall to any but the most skilled Force users. If her defenses were breached, however, the consequences could be deadly.

She has minor ability in healing, though it involves taking some of the hurt into herself and exhausts her greatly. In other words, it's not really worth it. She did do it to her apprentice Hawkins Grime in the RP Never Felt so Good.

• Dalamar DeSang
• Clive Solo - MIA
• Hawkins Grime - MIA
• Akasha Kahn

Akasha Kahn, Lilaena's current student, is on a mission with The Wheel, the Jedi stronghold, to ascertain the strength of the gathering Jedi.

Born on the Imperial homeworld of Coruscant, my life started out fairly normal. Then my parents were executed for being Rebel sympathizers and I (with no living relatives) was taken to the Imperial Orphanage.

I was raised there under harsh rules and harsher discipline for seven years. When my fourteenth birthday rolled around I was lucky enough to find a way to escape - and so I did. Luck, however, had less to do with it than I thought. I escaped to the lower level of Coruscant where I lived for some time. I ate whatever I could find, and stayed away from the infrequent stormtrooper patrols. Travelling on the upper levels was very risky, so I didn't do it often. However, a raid on an illegal lower level sabacc bar brought unwelcome stormtrooper eye's on me. And I was conscripted into the Imperial Army at the age of sixteen.

They shaved off my waist length brown/red hair and burned my few possessions. Once again in the Empire's grasp, I despaired of living my own life, or being able to choose my own destiny. I was trained as a pilot and was soon capable of flying anything and everything: from freighters to TIES. Too soon, in fact. I caught the attention of my superiors because of the speed of my learning. There is no such thing as luck. I was found to be highly Force sensitive and was shipped out to a secret dark Jedi training facility - one of Palpatine's pet projects. There I was to be trained as a weapon for the Empire to use whenever and wherever they needed me. I hated being there, and my fellow students hated me for being there.

I was trained in telekinesis and a few other rudimentary Force abilities. I earned my master's trust after only a few months, and was assigned to pilot a fellow trainee to an orbiting Star Destroyer. I don't remember his name, but he had been at the facility for more than a year, and was very highly regarded among the others. Force adept or no, I slit his throat, ejected his body into space, and took off with the shuttle. I got as far as the scummy moon Nal Hutta before I was apprehended and a TIE Interceptor shot me down.

Stranded on the bounty hunters' moon, it was simple to hide. Hard to survive. It became much harder to survive once the Empire put a price on my head. They couldn't afford to let me live, I knew too much. But using the training from the Imperials and my unashamed good looks I was able to get a position as a notable Hutt's bodyguard. However, after a few months he double-crossed me, that frog-eating pile of steaming bantha dung! As soon as he found out there was a bounty on my head he tried to return me to the Empire.

A few dead stormtroopers (and one dead Hutt) later, I found myself in the pilot seat of a very badly damaged Headhunter, a parsec ahead of screaming TIES and fighting for hyperspace. I managed to get the ship into hyperspace, only to have the hyperdrive completely blow out a few minutes later. I lost hyperspace between stars - smack in the middle of nothing. With nothing but my pride and anger to feed on I was slowly starving to death when another ship dropped out of hyperspace nearly on top of me.

It was Sith Lordess Live Wire, and she saved my life. She also introduced me to the Sith Council, where my need for a family and a sense of belonging was satisfied. Be that as it may, soon after being apprenticed to Mistress Live Wire and starting my training, the Sith Council could no longer hold together. Mistress Live Wire defected to form the Sith Order with several other Sith Lords and Lordesses. I followed - I still have much to learn...

The biography explained how the character ended up at The Sith Council, though before she could become an active member TSC imploded and the remaining members re-named the group The Sith Order. However, in a later roleplay, In The Service Of, Lilaena maintained that the Hutt she had worked for on Nal Hutta had been a female, not male as it appears in this early bio. Hutts are asexual and can change their sex in order to procreate, so it is possible that both are true.

Jax was kidnapped shortly after his birth by a fellow Black Hand member, Seth Darkserpent. Don't worry, De'Ville got him back.

The Black Hand conspired to influence the Republic Senate by taking out key senators and replacing them with their own canidates. Lilaena, Vega Van-Derveld, and Silus Xilarian traveled to Chandrila to kill Senator Maren. He was replaced by Fa'un Thareena, an ambitious woman who was easy enough to influence and put into position. Once in the Senate, Fa'un worked toward De'Ville's ultimate goal - the total destruction of the Sith Order.

Feeling the Force pushing her toward a certain destiny, De'Ville invited Mortis to join her and Silus Xilarian as they had decided to leave the Black Hand and form their own group. He agreed, and Kuklos Ataxia was born on Onderon.