#dathomirian zabrak kin

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[borealtwilight]

The Kovra Legacy

the characters, their canons, and how all these idiots’ storylines tie into one another

dulce periculum: main canon. also the name of a fanfic i’m slowly writing, focusing on the POV of my alliance commander. mostly adheres to canon throughout the majority of the base game and the early expansions; it’s only after KOTXX that things start to become more canon divergent

main characters involved—

the commander, ashala vex: sith warrior, formerly baras’ apprentice. class story is her canon, including the expansions. human. founds & commands the eternal alliance.

dark councillor, thas’absi’nthe: sith inquisitor, nox-but-not-nox. her canon follows class story until the expansions. chiss. joins the eternal alliance.

the hero, vhaethra taloran: jedi knight, revan’s descendant. her canon follows class story until the expansions. human. theron shan’s cousin. joins the eternal alliance.

other characters involved—

grand champion, dali’ro’timiati: bounty hunter, mandalorian only in it for the money. chiss. remains with the mandalorians, works with the eternal alliance on occasion. 

barsen’thor, dhara aceel: jedi consular, the girl with the visions. her canon follows class story until the expansions. miraluka. remains with the jedi order; lends aid to the alliance.

the smuggler, vastrtunos anari: smuggler, mechanic and father. his canon follows class story until the expansions. mirialan. joins the eternal alliance along with his daughter and twin sister.

background characters ( NB: some are non-legacy )—

nessa anari: daughter of liroti and vast. chiss-mirialan hybrid. joins the eternal alliance alongside her father and aunt.

samhara: dathomirian zabrak. chief medic of the eternal alliance.

daciana quinn: daughter of malavai and ashala. half-niece of darth marr. human with pureblood ancestry. 

ienia quinn: malavai and adrastos’ younger sister and ashala’s sister-in-law. joins the eternal alliance as medic and strategist.

adrastos quinn: older brother of malavai and ienia. sith inquisitor. is killed at some point by ashala, in defense of her husband.

taneal & kasu dasav: ashala’s birth mother and full sister, respectively. purebloods. ashala winds up killing both of them in a fit of rage / frustration.

menaku anari: vastrtunos’ twin sister, aunt to nessa. sith inquisitor. mirialan. joins the eternal alliance alongside her brother and niece. class story is not canon.

main canon characters involved—

theron shan | lana beniko | malavai quinn | arcann & senya tirall | lord scourge | 

forged in steel, reborn in flame: AU canon wherein darth marr is ashala’s full sister and they run the eternal alliance together.

main characters involved—

the knight, tyûkshâsotasha vex: jedi knight. class story is her canon, including the expansions. pureblood. commands the eternal alliance alongside her brother. mother to nuyak’saarai taral. adoptive granddaughter of vowrawn. 

the commander, korre vex: sith warrior. formerly darth marr. founds the eternal alliance, later asks his sister to command alongside him. human. not technically an OC; merely a lot of fucking around with marr’s backstory.

the wrath, isivira avanth: sith warrior. pureblood. joins the eternal alliance. her canon follows class story until the expansions.

golden daughter, nuyak’saarai taral vex: strong in the force. pureblood with human traits. daughter of ashala and malavai; niece of korre. adoptive great-granddaughter of vowrawn. raised by her mother until orgus fakes his death; therein orgus looks after her until the eternal alliance is formed and stable.

kidnapped canon characters involved—

orgus din: fakes his death to raise nuyak’saarai taral while ashala is busy being a jedi knight. helps found the eternal alliance.

darth vowrawn: gladly joins the alliance alongside his apprentice, qet. adopts ashala & nuyak’saarai taral as his kin.

malavai quinn: rather than being sidelined on balmorra for years post-druckenwell, is found and conscripted into marr’s service as his assistant. helps found the eternal alliance.

thexan tirall: [TBA; does not die pre-KOTXX]

main canon characters involved—

theron shan | lana beniko | arcann & senya tirall | lord scourge | 

[pessimisticshapewithablog]

Darth Maul Tattoos

This is my own reference guide to Maul's tattoos. Anyone is free to use this as reference if they want.

1. Conception

"Maul’s whole body had been designed by McCaig, “based the idea of peeled flesh and muscle patterns.” Some of his preliminary drawings for EP1 included costumes that revealed some of Maul’s arms, chest and legs, but they were obviously never produced. Alas, the official reasons for the tattoo designs will perhaps never be known. McCaig speculated that the tattoos became the mark of the Sith. “In my mind, he’s covered from head-to-toe. Every inch of him.”

2. Concept Art + Visual Guide

Face

“If you were to strip the flesh off your face right now...the muscles would form a Darth Maulish pattern.”

Chest, Torso, Back, Hands

Legs, buttocks(😳), Feet

"McCaig added that lots of people called up with suggestions for the tattoo designs for Maul's body. “Especially women -- who were suggesting different patterns, especially red spots on his butt.” Another take on that idea was given on in a report of one of McCaig’s lectures, this one at the Museum of Fine Arts in Houston, TX - he stated that in addition that he had created a drawing of Darth Maul for his wife, showing the Sith Lord from the waist down and added that there was a big red dot on each butt cheek!"

I imagine that Maul's legs would follow a similar design as his arms. His knees would be completely tattooed with lines branching out from it, following the flow of muscles and tendons. I've noticed that his backside is less intricate than his front, so I want to believe hiss butt would be solid black.

For his feet, his tattoos would be similar to his hand. The top of his feet would have simple tattoos following the tendons, branching out for each toe, ending at the cuticle. His soles would be tattooed solid black, toe pads included.

2. In-universe

Canon

"Male Dathomirians, the Nightbrothers, such as the Sith Lord Darth Maul, had natural striping that they embellished with tattoos."

Legends

"The Nightbrothers were a tribal group of Dathomirian (Zabrak-Human hybrids) men subservient to the Nightsisters of Dathomir. Shortly after birth, a Nightbrother was subjected to an initiation ritual in which he was submerged in an oily bath, energized with spirit ichor conjured by the Nightsisters' use of magicks, and covered with tattoos on their chests and faces. Sometimes, the tattoos were applied to the Nightbrother's entire body - this was the case with the Sith Lord Darth Maul. The Nightbrothers' tattoos marked them as the Nightsisters' kin and warriors, and also showed which Nightbrother clan they belonged to.

Maul was a member of the Nightbrothers before being taken by Darth Sidious to be trained as his apprentice. Maul's tattoos, thought to be linked to the Sith, actually came from the warrior culture of the Nightbrothers. His entire body had been garishly and ceremonially tattooed in red and black pigments by his mother when he was less than a standard year of age (before he was taken by Sidious), symbols which showed his Nightbrother heritage. Later stripped of his black Nightbrother markings, Maul was left solely red-skinned. Agonizing Sith Tatoos were applied personally by Darth Sidious in an attempt to cleanse Maul's mind. Savage Opress also wore tattoos."

[lessattitudemorealtitude]

So Maul and Savage are like actual brothers, right? Not just kin as fellow Dathomirian Zabraks?

So... does that mean Maul’s full name is Maul Oppress?

[letitrainathousandflames]

When a nightbrother was summoned by the witches, they would never be seen again. Legends said they would be used by the nightsisters, tortured and deformed by their wicked magic to serve their whim.

There weren't many things that could strike fear in the hearts of the dathomirian males, but the witches and their magic was one. The nightbrother's culture of training their young to wield a weapon and fight from the moment they were strong enough to carry it kept them safe. If a nightsister would choose one of them as her mate - the word they used to actually mean servant, in the eyes of the nightbrothers - they had to be physically strong enough to endure the torture of their magic, and to defend themselves from their cruelty.

Those who would be taken would never be seen or heard of again. Their kin would be unaware of their whereabouts, or even if they were dead or alive. All that would be left for the remaining ones of his clan would be hoping that they would be able to survive, and maybe one day the witches could bring their offspring, an infant male for them to raise in the safety of their village.

One day, however, two adult males returned. True warriors, they could tell from looking at their postures alone, and the dark patch of dried blood stains on their clothes.

One of them had yellow skin adorned with their traditional black tattoos. His horns were a crown of grown shards of bone, one of them broken near his skull, and he was taller than any nightbrother they had ever seen, his body carved in sheer muscle power a weapon in its own. However, he did carry a weapon on his belt - a staff that seemed to be a lightsaber.

The one next to him was smaller, and not as muscular as his counterpart. However, the way all air surrounding him seemed to go cold made him a much more impressive figure, his skin red under the inky black of his tattoos. His features were hidden in the shadows of his hood, his bright yellow eyes the only gleam in the dark.

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Maul looked around, his curiosity not spreading to his features as he analyzed the small, simple constructions and the men that ceased their sparring training to turn and look at him and Savage.

He had never seen the Nightbrothers' home. Mother Talzin had given him up to Darth Sidious when he was still at nursing age, and his master allowed Maul to return to his home planet.

His chest felt tight. Could this be nostalgia? No... this is a home of which he had no memory. One he never had the chance to grow up in.

He was pulled from his musings by the Chief that signaled for the men to be at ease before walking up to Maul and Savage. He was as Savage had described him - an elder zabrak, dressed in traditional dathomirian robes and with the pattern of great honor tattooed on his face.

"What brings you here," he asked in a somewhat raspy voice, raising a shaky hand to Savage "brother?"

"I am Savage of the clan Oppress." Savage uttered in his deep, resounding voice, and his words swept across the silent square "This is my older brother, leader of my clan, lord Maul."

The older zabraks surrounding them had their eyes wide, and whispers of awe broke among the men. The Chief turned to look at the shorter Zabrak, his gaze rising from the prosthetic legs to the black robes and the red-and-black face in the shadow, the haunting eyes that were an abyss of gold.

"...Maul?" the Chief echoed, and all whispering fell silent as he walked closer to the zabrak

Maul's hand fell to the grip of his lightsaber and suddenly all the men were brandishing their weapon with a chorus of protests.

"Silence!" the Chief demanded, eyes wide and stunned at Maul

The chief's bony, trembling hands slowly found the edges of his hood; Maul stood perfectly still, eyes cold and calculating as the Chief pulled away the covering, revealing the zabrak's face, his polished horns and the pointy teeth of his scowl.

The Chief's features shifted from curiosity to awe. Once again he measured Maul from head to toe, voice coming out in a raspy whisper.

"It is you! But... but how?!..."

"We must speak." Savage intejects, eyeing the other nightbrothers "In private, Chief."

-

They sat on their haunches in the Chief's home, close to the rack of weapons by a wall. Savage looked at it fondly. Not even the Nightsister's brainwashing could have erased the memory of picking out his weapon upon reaching the age of maturity.

The Chief, however, took a sip of the tea he had served them all. It was bitter and slightly spicy.

"How can this be? The Sisters said you were dead. Slain by the Jedi in Naboo."

Maul snarled, his spite clear in his smooth, velvety voice:

"They lied to you. They knew I lived, but they had no use to me, not until they realized that the little game they kept playing with the Sith could have consequences. They sent Savage after me in a vain attempt to use us as a distraction to keep my mas... my former master busy."

Savage nodded, emptying his cup in a single sip and placing it down.

"My brother... both of us... seek revenge."

The Chief nodded back stroking his chin in thought.

"So... Lord Maul" he adds the title with a nod "you've come to the Nightbrothers to aid you in your revenge against the jedi?"

Maul smirks, levitating his cup to his hand with the Force, the sight of it making the Chief's eyes go wide.

"Oh, no, no, Chief. You see, my issue with the jedi kenobi is a personal matter. No, I am here to aid my brother, and all my brothers, in our revenge."

The Chief creased his brow in confusion.

"I'm afraid i'm not following it, Lord Maul."

Maul took a sip of his tea to then place his cup down, leaning forward and staring deep into the Chief's eyes. Those yellow, gleaming eyes were an endless pit of fury and hatred.

"For eras they have taken us from our clans. Abused, deformed, and tortured us at their whim. They cursed my brother with their magic and forced him to slaughter our kin for their sick amusement. They gave me away to a fate worst than death. They steal, brainwash and ravage our men. No more." his smirk widened into a deranged grin "Tonight, we gather every Nightbrother warrior and take our revenge on the Nightsisters!"

At that, the Chief pulled back, nearly knocking down the teapot between the three of them.

"What?! This is insanity! My lord, we cannot face those witches! Don't you think we would've taken a stand against them by now if we had a chance at all?"

Maul rose up to his feet, shaking his head and walking up to a window. His voice was still just as smooth and calm.

"They change the course of every river of energy to keep it off our grounds and use it in their spells. There are outposts at every margin and spring. Under my command, we will attack these outposts and destroy its dam so that the river will cross our village." he looked at his hand, closing it in a fist "Our warriors will bathe in it as they used to in the old days, and I will teach them to use the power it will give them."

He turned back to face the Chief as Savage took his side, both siblings' eyes bright yellow and full of eagerness.

"We will have an army of warriors strong with the Force, and we will make those witches pay for what they have done to our people."

The chief stared at the two zabrak brothers, feeling the sheer power they exuded even to his untrained senses. All Zabraks had a potential to be connected to that power that ran under the ground of their dark planet. The result of such potential when it was used to the fullest stood right before him - two warriors that had no match in the galaxy.

He rises up to then bow down respectfully.

"I will gather the men. Your army will be ready soon, my lord."

Maul laughed quietly, anticipating the slaughter. Beheading Obi-Wan Kenobi would have to wait, it seemed, but this... this would be just as satisfying.

[arwenkenobi48]

“Remember Me”

(Hmmmm, I think Savage and Feral would be good for this one. Prepare for an onslaught of feels.)

Glancing up from his datapad, Savage spotted a stranger staring at him, leaning against the wall. He, like Savage, was a Dathomirian Zabrak. Savage was hoping he’d look away, but after about 10 minutes, nothing had changed. Eventually Savage marched over and looked down at the small Zabrak. 

“Who are you?” He asked slowly. “Have you forgotten so easily?” The stranger asked. “Savage, I am your kin. You once called me Feral.” Savage’s brow furrowed slightly. “Feral...” he tried to remember the name. The younger Zabrak’s golden eyes seemed to stare right into his own. 

“Don’t you remember me?” The golden eyes filled with tears. “Savage, you’re my big brother. You took me in when everyone else turned away. You helped me up when I fell. You stood by me when I was alone. You put your life on the line for me!”

He reached out and held Savage’s powerful hand in his own, delicate one. “Please, brother.” His voice quavered with emotion. “Don’t forget me, Savage.” Tears ran down the small Zabrak’s cheeks. Savage was racking his brains trying to remember, trying to think what happened before the Nightsisters had transformed him.

He felt Feral’s hand in his and it seemed to trigger a hidden memory. He found himself thinking out loud. “We must be vigilant, Feral,” A smile of relief crossed Feral’s face. “Aren’t I always?” His tears turned to tears of joy. Wrapping his arms around Savage, he hugged him. 

Savage smiled, holding his little brother close, stroking his horns. Grateful tears streamed down his face. He found himself murmuring a small rhyme he used to sing when Feral had a nightmare as a baby. “Hush, little one, have no fear. Your big brother’s always here.”

(Many thanks for the ask, my friend! I hope you like it! :D)