Bella-Trepada Soluri

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Personality
Bella is full of energy and isn’t afraid to use it. She takes every opportunity to show off her skills or physical ability. She can’t shut up, and is always on the hunt for a companion to start conversation with. When duelling she tends to talk a lot more than she should do, rather than to concentrate on the fight.

Bella is ambitious when it comes to her future. She knows what she wants and how to get it and won’t stop till she gets it. She is driven by her own selfishness, she wants everything for herself and cares little for who gets hurt or left behind. She believes she is the best and believes she deserves the best. Her own mind is clouded by her own self loving.

Bella is unaware of her flaws and wrong doing, she feels she can do everything and often gets proven wrong along the way. She is young and mislead by her father’s corrupt view on the world and herself. She is cruel and egotistical and wants nothing more than to see others fall below her and be crushed.

Bella is confident and sure of herself and her abilities. She has a high, sometimes unstable temperament which can often lead her into confrontations and conflicts with other. She interacts badly with people mainly due to her unfriendly mannerisms and arrogance. Bella is in need of a reality check and knocking back into place.

History
Bella was born in the thick of Theed’s upper classes. Her father was part of the planet’s parliamentary circle and had gained many privileges because of it. The huge three story house he lived in with his wife and only Child Bella. The considerable pay he gained and the chance to dote over and spoil his child rotten.

He loved Bella more than anything in his life and would spend more time on her than any other person. As Bella grew these actions began to have an effect. He made Bella feel like the world was not important unless she was in it, and she started to believe it as well. She had little affection of her mother and would often scream commands at her like she was more a servant than a mother. When she started schooling, another perk of her father’s was a top rate school, she was cruel and sometimes sadistic in the way she treated the other pupils. Of course in front of her teachers, she was the model student, she found it easy to fool them and get away with anything she did.

The cruelty of her abuse to the students aside, she was a model student. She learnt fast and had a first for knowledge. She had no friends and nothing to distract her. Until the boy next door turned up. He was sixteen, Bella fifteen. He was young and handsome to her eyes. His hair was perfectly shaped and he had started to tone his body and grow hair in all sorts of place. Bella wanted him, and she always got what she wanted. She was young but far ahead of herself and the students in her class. She had been bumped up to the year above her so that she could be with students at the same pace she was at. With a stroke of luck she ended up sitting next to her neighbour.

For the first time in Bella’s life she was kind to another human being other than her father. She honestly liked him, and she wanted him. She was young but she understood the concepts of a relationship easily. Their friendship blossomed over the months that passed. Her attitude to life changed as well. She softened in ways. On her sixteenth birthday she finally found the courage to explain to her father about the boy. Her father was furious and forbid the relationship to continue in any existence. He pulled her out of school and began home schooling her. Bella’s attitude jumped straight back to its old ways, if not worsened. She grew from her father feeling betrayed by him. She hated her mother even more for being a sad pathetic push over who did nothing in life. Bella allowed this to happen for the next year, but she stayed quiet and calm and planned her life ahead. Then one night she disappeared from her home, she never returned. She had stole credits from her father and stowed herself away on a transport ship. She congratulated herself on her successful plan to get her to Coruscant and start her new life that would be easily a thousand times better than whatever her father had planned for her. It might have been as well, if the transport ship wasn’t meant for Nar Shaadda.

The transport ship landed and she made a quick but quiet escape from the ship into her new world. It was bleaker than she expected. She was scared but she held it together. She knew the planet wasn’t Coruscant, but she was sure she could make it. She ventured out and about. The people were not friendly; the faces were cruel and conspicuous of her. She slid into a building to get away from the crowds. The building was darkly lit and screens hung ever where. Some sort of gambling pit. She moved around inside trying to keep herself hidden in the darker shadows. Her fear had been pushed aside for curiosity. A desk was in the far corner and people sat behind it at computers; they looked like they worked there, so she made her way there. She spoke to one of the people demanding to know what the place was. It was a gambling pit. She then demanded to see the owner. He came along and stared at the adolescent looking child with a smirk on his face. Bella demanded a job, assuring him that she was brilliant with mathematics and could profit his company just by working for him. He laughed at her but stopped immediately when he saw the fiercely serious look in her eyes. He insisted that she should run home to mummy and daddy. Bella refused to budge, the owner smiled as a flash of inspiration crossed his face. He invited her to come into the back to talk about her future prospects. The moment they were out of view of any punter, the owner turned on her. He pinned her to the wall and managed to restrain her by the hand. He gagged Bella and sat her in the corner, tying her hands and feet. He blind folded her and then left after locking the door.

When he returned he was not alone. Bella heard two people talking, then the owner talk of prices. He was selling her. Bella was lifted up onto one of the men’s shoulder as the credits were exchanged. The owner instructed them to take the back door. When the blind fold was removed the surroundings hadn’t changed much. Dark and gloomy rooms, but silent this time. A older woman sat not far from Bella. She spoke to her in a low raspy voice. The woman instructed her to do as she was told and not to get in the way or feel the consequences from the whip. Over the next few months Bella did feel the whip, she just couldn’t do as she was told she was outspoken and ignorant as ever. But eventually her spirit was broken. She entertained the slave owner during the daytime, but cleaned and cooked and sometimes fed the vile beast who had bought her. She grew quiet and stone faced.

Three years past without any change to her routine. Her Master had grew to like her as his favourite slave and doted over her obsessively. Bella had begun to notice she could do strange things. Sometimes she could move an object a little bit without even moving it. Sometimes she could see things before they happened. But this went unnoticed by her master. He was to busy counting his money, gambling and other criminal affairs.

A day came along which would change Bella’s life forever. Three years had passed since Bella had been sold to her master, she had seen so many faces pass through the building she lived and worked in that she couldn’t remember them all. A man who was slightly familiar entered one day without an invite. He made his way to the main reception room where the master lived and worked. Blaster fire echoed through the building, and the outcome was inevitable. The master was dead and the killer was being shot at. The old lady that shared the same tiny small living space as Bella shot to her feet.She was part of the Cult of Sadow, Bella did not know this at the time for she had been on an undercover mission to learn as much as possible about the owner of the building. They intended to strike a deal that could never be stuck now. Moving faster than Bella could ever remember. She was almost a red blur as she made her way to Bella. Her shackles were laying open and lifeless on the floor. The woman grabbed Bella’s arm and unlocked her shackles as well. Bella questioned the woman but was shushed immediately; obviously the woman was in a hurry. They made their way through the building that they knew like the back of their hands.

The woman pulled her down a side alley, and then down another. Bella broke free; the woman grabbed her by the hair and pulled harder now. The woman told her to shut up and just follow and listen. As she walked her along, she spoke of who she really was. What she could do, what Bella could do. The woman explained it better than Bella understood it. The woman explained that she was just another hired hand by her former master, but she had kept herself in hiding to have the element of surprise. But then expressed her dislike for the man and how she would have eventually slit his throat before anyone else had the chance. Bella started to ramble questions out but was hushed again by the woman. She told her of the Cult of Sadow and what it offered Bella. With her words of power and glory Bella’s eyes lit up. Bella remember everything she had wanted when she was younger, and saw how the Cult could help her get it. She was warned it would not be easy. Bella had already made up her mind. She wanted this, and she could have this right now. Bella went along with the female to the sand filled planet that had been described to her.

The first week was the hardest. Bella was given very little time to rest and was given so much information and physical training that by the end of the week she could barely keep up with what she knew or what she wanted to know. She had made it through the first week though, and that was all that counted. Her training became more focused and she was taught more pointedly. She trained physically for eight hours a day and trained with the force for eight more, and then to finish it all off, read in the old mostly un-used library for a further two hours until she could no longer keep her eyes open. Then after five hours sleep she started the whole process again.

A year pasted quickly and she was still pushing herself, she was ignoring her force training mostly focusing on speed and strength. She duelled hard and was frustrated at herself when she lost. She wasn’t the best in her class, but she was the most ferocious fighter. She had shortened her time in the library, but was attempting to keep up with her studies. This not only made her big headed, but made her resented by the other hopefuls. She was often the insulted instead of the insulter. And had nearly had her head chopped off by one of the Cultists. This only gave Bella the drive she needed to push herself further. She made a point of learning how to fight and hold her corner. She ended up in more fights than she fought she would have but she always managed to get out of the situation ok, sometimes coming a little too close to death than she would like.

Bella went about her business of training and focusing all of her spare time on building herself a weapon to defend herself. She had chosen an electrostaff which was able to withstand a lightsaber blade as she couldn’t build one of her own. Bella had her head in a book that she had taken from the library. She had made her way down the corridor when she bumped into a tall man and fell to the ground. Her anger bubbled and she glared up at the pale un-emotional face of Belten Mondi. She growled at him and he made no effort to look concerned. She shouted a bit of abuse at him before she challenged him to a hand to hand duel. She had no weapon on her but was sure she could take an old man. She didn’t even get one punch out before Belten had side stepped, jabbed her in the shoulder and sent her head of heals to the ground. Belten had disappeared victoriously before Bella could even turn around to glare at him. This made Bella more determined if anything.

Within a week of this, she had constructed her electrostaff and was eager to try it out. And she knew how she could try it. She rushed around the entire complex before she found him. His pale face looking at her, no emotion readable to her eyes. She spun the electrostaff in her hands. She was impressed with herself and saw no way she couldn’t win this time. She charged, he stood unimpressed still. She lifted her staff to attack in his direction. He moved with unreal speed and the staff missed. Bella continued to rage forwards, and with one single jab to the shoulder again, Bella was face down on the floor. This time he stayed to look her in the face unimpressed. Bella was sure this was the end of her. She had seen the older members of the cult simply wipe out the younger ones who had made a pain of themselves. Belten disappeared with his un-reel speed once more. Bella shook with horror and anger. She began to train again; she knew the conflict would come soon where she could challenge him with real power.

Korriban was invaded before she had a chance to approach Belten again. He had become a nemesis in her eyes. Bella had no choice but to make her run for the starships. She had lost the Battle and knew she had to survive to challenge him again. The starship she had settled aboard landed them at Molavar where she instantly picked up her training.

Play By
Ashley Greene