Syeira Rowan Duvont

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Syeira Rowan Duvont




"What's the point in having a lot of money; if you're alone you have nothing."

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Full Name - Syeira Rowan Duvont
Nicknames/Alias -
Age - 33
Date of Birth - April 13th
Gender - female
Sexual Orientation - heterosexual
Affiliation - independence
Occupation - Captain / Gypsy Swordslinger Extraordinaire ((Replacing Priya))

Play-By - Stana Katic
Build - tall and fairly slender
Height & Weight - 5'9 / 138lbs
Hair - long, wavy - dark brown
Eyes - brown
Unique Features - 4 piercings in each ear, all are usually just different stud earrings, except the one in the earlobes - those are usually hoops of some sort

Tattoo of the crescent moon on her left inner wrist and the sun on her inner right wrist // both adorned with floral accents

Dressing Style -

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Other -

Likes -

Playing her Violin - Music in general
Dancing
Growing herbs (keeps a herb garden on the ship)
Her crew
Chocolate
A fresh steak

Dislikes -

Piloting
Being preached at/Preachy shepards
Folk taking advantage of other folk
Slavers
Silence

Quirks/Habits - She sleeps in the nude
Fears - Getting her crew killed
Secrets - Once took a job from a big time crime boss to haul a load of slaves to another planet - took half her payment upfront - instead she let them go free with her payment to help them get a new start. // she lied to her employer about what really happened
Strengths -

Natural leader
Herbal knowledge
Expert Swords-woman
Good at keeping a straight face and staying calm

Weaknesses -

Tends to worry about the safety of her crew
Folks in need
Swords - Weakness because she likes to get new ones
Knows nothing about mechanical stuff

Talents/Special Abilities - Use of a sword / Green Thumb / Playing the Violin
Aspirations - The normal, find love, happiness, stay with my crew...and make money - of course money - but share along the way.
Overall Personality -

Syeira is generally a laid back kinda gal, easy going in most cases. Of course she can be merciless and deadly at the appropriate times, especially if someone threatens her crew. The poor feller who does that, she's one protective captain. She treats her crew like they're a family, because they kind of are - of course it takes a little getting used to new people as with anyone.

She won't put up with someone getting preachy at her, to each their own and she'll let you know where you can put your dear and fluffly lord.

This section is for you to tell us about the people in your life,
include whatever details you'd like - the more the better!
For example; full name, age(or age they died at), occupation, status(living or deceased), affiliation..etc

Father - Dominic Duvont
Mother - Gloria Duvont
Siblings - Illaina (younger sister) - Rory (younger brother)
Other Significant People -
Pets - too many to name
Your History -


My name is Syeira Rowan Duvont, named after my great-great grandmother and I'm the captain of a Pride class ship; the Veasna. But let's start at the beginning shall we? The Duvont family has called the planet Paquin home for several generations, the same small village of Potcoava. Many other gypsy families make their homes there as well of course. I didn't go to your common schools, I learned from my family and others in the village. Not to say that I'm not smart or anything - all of the schooling I had was useful. Our people don't bother teaching you something you'll never use again.

There were two things I loved the most, learning the violin and learning about medicine. Not the fancy medicine, the traditional herbal and natural medicine. Though I do acknowledge the need for the fancy stuff, but if I got a headache I don't need no damn doctor. Give me some hot peppermint tea and I'll be fine. My mother, Ashlin, taught me how to play the violin. She's the best in the village. My grandmother, Daliah, was in charge of teaching me her ways of herbal remedies. Being the resident 'medicine lady' she was the perfect teacher. When I left home she gave me a present, it was her 'herbal bible.' It's full of all kinds of recipes and such where medicine is concerned; a great treasure.

When I left Potcoava I headed to Persephone. My mother had lined up some work for me there with an old friend. She knew I wanted to explore and go off-world, so I began working for a wealthy household. I just kind of did whatever they needed me to; cleaning, shopping, making arrangements for events..seriously it was anything and everything. It was there that I found a love for swords from their son. He was about my age, and oh so handsome. We dated for a little while actually. His name was Caleb and he taught me all he knew about swordsmanship. Which for his age was alot.

Caleb and I were together until the war. I was nineteen and determined to join up with the Independents. My beau unfortunately joined the Alliance military, needless to say our relationship ended.

War is war. Bloody and brutal. There was alot of loss and even more rough times. One such time I recall was one of the worst. While I don't remember which planet it was on I do remember the situation. Our small squad had been sent in under the cover of darkness to take out some officers. Getting in was the easy part, even taking care of the officers was easy. The hard part was getting back out in one piece. The Lieutenant called in for an evac and we were given our extraction location. Not all of us made it there though. The Lieutenant was the first to go down, which left me as the next highest ranking officer. Just my luck.

So we made our way trying to get to the location, the Alliance weren't making it easy. In fact we didn't even get close. Our evac was canceled and we were stuck. We made the best of the situation, finding a good spot to hunker down, try to hold out. While my squad kept the soldiers from advancing on us I stayed on the radio. Hours passed and no results to show. Then luck finally went our way, someone was coming for us. We had to move quick, we almost didn't make it. The pilot thankfully made the decision to adjust her landing, in fact saved our lives. She landed and cut off the gunfire that was coming from behind us. It was a miracle. It was my first experience leading though and the rest of the squad lived. So I guess I did pretty good for a first try right?

Thankfully I never came across Caleb during the war, I don't even know if he made it out alive.

After the war I wasn't sure what to do. I just kind of drifted around the 'verse. Going planet to planet, I did jobs for folk. Nothing fancy. I did meet a few crime bosses, made an impression on them.

It was Spring of 2519, I got a wave from my mother. The village had been raided, by slavers. They had taken some of the folk there to be sold off. Well there was no way I was going to let that stand. I made my way to Fury, which was where my sources said that the small gang had gone. Death was coming to them, in the form of a gypsy with a sword of all things.

By chance I came across a name I had slightly forgotten over the years, Sam Grady. The pilot that had saved me and my squad's asses during the war. I sought her out, told her she could fly my ship and such. Though at the time I didn't have a ship. It was a work in progress, that offer.

The ship came in the form of an acquisition of sorts, I took it from the slavers. The bastards. I named her Veasna. Well we sailed the 'verse for a spell, til a time came that my home needed me back. Sold off my beauty because I needed the money. Time went on and still is, but the winds of change are starting to blow again.

What should we call you? - Jenn or Wisp is fine
Roleplaying Experience - Stuff and things
Where did you find us? - please be specific, if you saw an ad, tell us where
Prove Yourself - Shiny
Post Script - Syeira doesn't like to fight unless she has to, when she does it is usually swift and merciless, she's Fiercely protective of her 'family' (crew and such)
Doesn't believe in god, folk make their own destiny

Other characters - yes
How we should contact you - PM, Skype, Text..etc
Roleplay Example -


Syeira yawned as she waltzed through the same entry Sam had taken, "What are we breakin' to the Captain and why aren't you---" She stopped mid sentence at the scene before her once she finally made it into the entirety of it. "Well, this is interesting. I must be dreaming because I don't recall pulling over to take some children onto my ship." There was some slight anger in her voice as she looked them over.

Then she glanced over to where Kyle was, her first-mate, noticing her brand new mechanic behind him crying. Glaring back at the unknown kids Syeira walked farther into the room. Even in her pajamas she walked with her usual confidence and grace.

Captain Duvont paused next to the table that Sam was at, to address her first mate. "Kyle, why don't you go take care of your Phoebe there. I'll handle our little stow-aways." A slight grin crossed her lips at the man, even when the situation was tense, she had to throw her teasing in. She then sat down at the table with Sam, though she used the actual chairs.

"Sit, all three of you." Syeira pretty much commanded as she pointed to the table next to the one she and Sam were sitting at. Or on, in the pilot's case.

Once they were sitting she continued, her gaze locked on which seemed to be the eldest one. "Now explain to me why I shouldn't be kicking you three off of my ship into the dead space." Her voice was angry but in reality she would never do such a thing, they hadn't done anything to deserve it really. Other than make the mechanic upset, which she would want to know about what happened.

SYR INTEGRA of CAUTION 2.0 created this and she will happily hunt you down, rip out your spinal cord, and beat you to death with it if you steal her hard work and claim it as your own. especially since she will gladly share it with any and all who wish to use it, provided they leave her nice, little credit attached.

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