Artora - Inquisitor

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have you met ARTORA TRIALD yet? She is a TWENTY-EIGHT year old CIS HUMAN WOMAN. they’re originally from OPUCHI and now show loyalty to THE EMPIRE. they are best known for being an INQUISITOR, and i hear they’re pretty RELENTLESS yet also PERSISTENT at times

THE PAST

All Artora knew was pain, was fear. This was the life she was raised with and stuck with. If she left, where would she go? She would be hunted down like the jedi she had been trained to her whole life.

It was all she knew. Taken from a young age, her father was a jedi who had left the order to be with her mother, but that didn’t stop the inquisitors from hunting him. He had been protecting her, but with him dead an opportunity was realized. Artora clearly had the force, but they could train her to be a warrior, to hunt the worthless and pathetic jedi like they had lied her father was. 

It was a life of pain, of torture, but it was all she knew. Hunt the jedi, train to become stronger and better and use their powers against themselves. It was either that or death. And being trained under the inquisitors and darth vader, death was always too close for comfort.

THE PRESENT

Artora has been searching for Ezra Bridger. Of course the inquisitors know that he’s alive, that he has power and information and there is still a chance of swaying him to the dark side, or at least get revenge for the inquisitors lost thanks to him and his companions. She’s been following a lead for quite some time now and is close to getting what is needed, and there has been opportunity to kill a few people along the way. That always seemed to be the easy part. 

PERSONALITY

Like most inquisitors, Artora is cold, relentless, driven by the task at hand and unwavering in her lack of mercy. Mercy is for the jedi and fools. A cold exterior and seemingly heartless, she had no backstory like most inquisitors. She wasn’t a padawan or jedi master that was taken in by the darkness, or tortured into it. She was raised into it and she reflects as such. There’s no anger at betrayed masters or comrades. And underneath the cold is fear, constant fear for her life, so far down she couldn’t even recognize it.

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have you met ARTORA TRIALD yet? She is a THIRTY year old CIS HUMAN WOMAN. they’re originally from OPUCHI and now show loyalty to THE UNALIGNED. they are best known for being a FORMER INQUISITOR, and i hear they’re pretty RELENTLESS yet also PERSISTENT at times

L O A D I N G : // …  2 YEARS LATER - 7ABY

Since leaving the inquisition, Artora has been wandering the galaxy, trying to hide from the empire/first order and the knights of ren she fears are looking for her. She destroyed her saber and replaced it with a simple blaster, trying to keep inconspicuous and to keep herself as removed from the force as she is able.

Despite trying to cut herself off from the force she keeps having dreams about her family. With not knowing where she is from when she is able Artora has been searching for some remnant of where she is from or whom her family might be.

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ruthlessren​:

toying with people was something that they had always found a little too much enjoyment out of it. there’d always been something distinctly not right about them, since the time that they were a child. no amount of goodness had ever broken them from it. it was ingrained in who they were. 

“it seems like most of you don’t, or there would be more of you,” aiya observed lightly. they’d never known how exactly the inquisitors disappeared, but enough of them were already gone that there didn’t seem to be an exact answer. maybe this one knew more. maybe she didn’t. “what happened to the rest of you?”

Artora watched the other standing in front of her, trying her damnedest to stay calm and collected. That was one thing about being here, any sign of doubt or weakness would have consequences.

“I have never been the keeper of any inquisitors, so I couldn’t tell you.” You’d think that response would be enough, that she didn’t know and she didn’t care to know. Keep calm. Keep steady. Artora thought to herself. The sooner she could get away from this the better. If they kept pushing she may somehow let slip she didn’t know because she’d been with jedi- trying to find a way to leave.

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ferris bueller’s day off: what’s your guilty pleasure?

“Guilty pleasure? Honestly... I haven’t had the opportunity to find any.”

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ruthlessren​:

there was something to be learned from the inquisitors, one might have assumed for the knights of ren –– they were not all trained extensively in the force like the jedi hunters before them had been, but taken a different approach. aiya’s gaze happened to be exceptionally narrow-minded. biased around the knights, sprinkled in a few heuristics of their past that had kept them aching to know more of the force. they only wanted to learn from someone that they considered to be exceptionally powerful.

“you’re the last of your particular title, unless you’ve heard from that other… sister.” a little bit of disdain in their voice, mostly at how gendered it all was. second sister, third sister. how antiquated. “that must have you feeling some kind of way.”

Honestly Artora didn’t know too much about these new people, force users, whatever they were, and she didn’t care all too much to find out at this point. If they were there to take her job? So be it, as long as she could get out. 

But when the woman said how she was the last of title Artora furrowed her eyebrows a bit. Last of her title? Having heard from the other sister? But.. Who had she been answering to if that were the case? How had she not know. Realizing she was probably showing some conflicting emotion Artora took a deep breath “I just follow orders, as we all do. What happens to others doesn’t affect me unless it gets in my way.”

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xspectre-1​:

“well, last time you spared me, that’s progress,” he said with a small chuckle, walking alongside her. she was angry, sure, but her ability to keep that in check… spoke a lot about her. perhaps more than she realized. enough that made kanan curious as to how to help her. “would you? you haven’t left yet.”

She narrowed her eyes a little when he spoke, so angry at his words, hating that there was some truth to it. It was a miracle in itself that she was keeping her rage in check enough not to lash out at him, it was lucky probably that she didn’t have her saber on her otherwise it might be more difficult to deny that temptation. “You’re following me so I don’t seem to have a choice.”

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lcstpadawan​:

until he’d gone to the fortress, cal had wanted to hope that he hadn’t fallen to the dark side. that his life as an inquisitor was only a nightmare. to find out otherwise - to know for sure that his life followed that path was… something else entirely. something he hadn’t been quite prepared for. beyond that, though, cal hasn’t really had the chance to consider exactly what that would mean for him. especially not when faced with other inquisitors. “why do people ask things like that? honestly. no one wants to do things the hard way.” cal says with a sigh as he watches his new - and most likely unwelcome - company.

it’s not hard to tell she’s an inquisitor. cal’s dealt with enough of them to be able to see the signs pretty much immediately. but given he’s only had to deal with trilla recently and her interests have… shifted. cal slips his lightsaber off his belt but doesn’t activate it just yet, keeping his eyes fixed on the woman in front of him. “i don’t know who you think i am, but i think you have the wrong guy.”

Artora didn’t turn on her saber just yet, as if waiting for something. Despite knowing that it was him, this is exactly who she had been assigned to search for, some part of her didn’t want it to be. Perhaps because she knew who this was, or who it was supposed to be. They told her he would be different, he would deny who he was and where he belonged, with the inquisitors. Just... Like her. Part of her was curious as to if he actually did remember who he was, that he belonged with them as they claimed, as if him saying he wasn’t would somehow be a reason to let him go. 

Why would she feel this way? Artora knew who he was, what he was like, she had seen him as she had grown up among them and frankly remained terrified. They all terrified her, one wrong move and it would be the end. No. This wasn’t the time for questioning what she had to do. “Cal Kestis. I’m supposed to bring you home.” Hardly a home but it was where they belonged as far as she was allowed to think.

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spcewrs​:

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most of the information hera had on inquisitors came from kanan and ezra, she had often been flying the ghost, and hadn’t faced off with them. however, she knew enough to recognize one right outside of her ship. her hand rested on top of her blaster but she didn’t do anything yet. “can i help you with something??” she was glad ezra and kanan weren’t with her right now. she figured it would be better to go in without a fight, and take it easy give them the option to talk before she had to do try and fight. 

She had heard of the ship, rumors swirling around the inquisitors and empire as she was growing up. Honestly this wasn’t the context in which Artora had anticipated finding it and she was nervous. Not that she wasn’t usually with her lifestyle but this was a different kind. One that had almost an... Excitement, hope to it. Artora still had doubts, there was so many ways this could go wrong but it was a step in the right direction, it had to be. 

Hearing the woman speak outside of the ship, Artora froze, eyes wide, not expecting this woman to be there. As much as she didn’t like him if Kanan were there it would be easier. “I... I need help.” She managed to get out, sounding unsure and nervous. “Kanan said I could find him here.” There wasn’t any malice in her voice but Artora wouldn’t be surprised if the woman shot her- she wouldn’t blame her at this point.

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xspectre-1​:

kanan raised an eyebrow at her… harsh reaction. it wasn’t terribly surprising based on their previous interaction. one that should have convinced kanan to stay the hell away. with a sigh, he crossed his arms regardless. he wanted to… try this again. “you didn’t run away, that’s giving me some hope you won’t kill me on sight.”

What was with him not leaving her alone? Artora had no interest in becoming a jedi and the more he tried to talk to her the more she became convinced of that at least. “I don’t see why this would go any different than last time, jedi.” Her eyes were narrowed as she looked up at him finally. “You’re just causing problems in my life and I would prefer you to just leave me the hell alone.” At least that’s what Artora was trying to convince herself she wanted.

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ruthlessren​:

@xatinqx​   //   artora triald.

“you’re the last inquisitor, then.” there had been two reported, but the one known as second sister had not been heard from in weeks. aiya’s gaze flickered over the young woman, attractive, but she did not appear to be very much of a threat. but looks could be deceiving – they were a prime example of that. “it looks like your kind has been… replaced. how unfortunate.” by their kind.

Artora was a bit surprised to see the woman come up to her. She had been.. Grappling with what to do, still afraid of what may happen if someone like lord Vader found out that she was thinking of leaving, but she couldn’t help thinking about how there could be something better out there. People who didn’t just want her to suffer and cause suffering to others. Taking a breath she looked at her, praying to the force that she wasn’t planning on reading her thoughts or even just feeling the uncertainty that Artora was trying her best to hide.

“Does it matter if we’re just doing the same job?” She tried to have as much confidence and indifference in her voice as she could, not wanting any trouble with this force user in front of her. “It’s just a different job title and uniform.”

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spcewrs​:

ezra considers his options, he could lower his lightsaber – focus on the force and not let her step closer to him. or, he keeps his weapon drawn. it’s not likely that she will beat him, especially with how little she seems to be willing to fight. he could just turn it off and keep it close. it’s what he decides on, he hits the switch and watches the blade disappear. he could probably escape pretty quickly anyways. 

he tilts his head to the side, he hadn’t expected that. at least she was honest with him though, “okay…” his eyebrows come together, “well, we could come back to this a different time – i mean i have no real reason to attack you until you attack me. unless this is a trick which honestly, not worth it. every time inquisitors come for me they fail.” 

Taking a deep breath, Artora closed her eyes as she tried to figure out what to do. Why was this happening, why was she so torn. What had that dumb jedi done to her? This would be so much easier if she still followed the inquisitors without question. She would, wouldn’t she? Artora switched her lightsaber off as she tried to figure out where to go from here. Letting out a sigh Artora reached to take off her helmet, no doubt in her mind that if she did this there would be no going back to her life. Hopefully this would be worth it. At least the jedi weren’t ones to kill people from what she had been told. 

Artora dropped her helmet to the ground and looked at Ezra. What to say to him then? Clearly not having thought this far ahead she kept her gaze on him as her mind raced over what she could possibly say to him to get him to help her, or hell, even pity her. “I... Need help.” 

Straighforward it was. There was a part of Artora that was afraid he would think she would be trying to trick him but her tone was tired, desperate, and a bit scared, surely not one an inquisitor would have if they were faking it.

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Did you come here to kill me? There’s not much of me left. (kanan)

Artora stared at the jedi in front of her, suddenly more tired. They had been through this before and didn’t want to go through it again “We’ve done this before, if I was going to I would have already.”

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spcewrs​:

ezra is exhausted, in the most literal sense. he had been through a lot in the last few years, out there in space and yeah it didn’t help that things had gotten so out of whack. he was glad that kanan was back, that it seemed he had his family again but he really hadn’t wanted to do this whole inquisitor thing now. 

in this instance he knew he needed to rely on his lightsaber, and though this one was new he felt good with it in his hand. “so we are,” he lifted the blade but stopped, her tone surprised him. “do you not wanna do this, we could walk away, do this a different day.” 

No, Artora didn’t want to do this. This pointless killing just tired and confused her now, the anger she was taught and tortured slightly subsided. She didn’t want to call it clarity but it was different than her usual headspace and part of her was yelling that if she just did this it would go away. But did she want it to? This could be a way out. Either way, she was struggling and it showed.

Either way one of us is going to be killed is what Artora was tempted to respond as it was the truth, her masters would kill her if they found out she didn’t kill him. “I.... Don’t know.” Artora sighed, blade still lowered, clearly not in any position or mindset to attack.

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What would you look for in a possible wife/husband?

“I don’t know. I’ve never thought of anything like there. That isn’t really what my mind is on when I’m out or about, or when I have down time,” Artora paused though, as if thinking “But if I did have to say, someone who... Actually likes me. And listens.”

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Is there anyone NOT related to you who you consider to be family?

“I don’t even have anyone that is related to me that I could consider family. It’s not as if it’s something the inquisitors are big on, after all.”

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xspectre-1​:

kanan had sensed the girl from before fairly quickly as she entered the crowd– a surprising pull that he still didn’t understand. it was clear enough, however that she wanted to stay hidden, something he’s respect for now. 

regardless, he kept a pace behind her, continuing to pick up supplies he’d been tasked to collect while still keeping tabs on her. he could still feel the hatred flowing off her, the grief– something he wanted to help. something he didn’t understand why he wanted to help. 

though, as he felt her eyes on him, he let out a small breath, moving to close the gap, a small, friendly smile on his face, “i didn’t expect to meet you here.” 

Of course. Of course he had noticed her. Of course he would approach her. Was it a jedi thing? She wasn’t sure what else to expect, but this was the last thing she wanted. 

“What do you want.” Artora hissed, only glancing at him, eyes trained on the ground. What could he possibly want with her, want that would possibly motivate him to talk to her one more time. “Why would you possibly think talking to me is a good idea, or that I would even want this.”

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cravked​:

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while it would be important for her to keep an eye out for the other inquisitor, trilla did not see any kind of immediate threat. the other would not be able to get in her head and see the doubt that existed, report it to… whoever it was above her now. there was no mention of the grand inquisitor, which seemed like a good thing, as far as she was concerned. she’d never been fond of him.

“yes. it seems as though there are more now than there have been in a long time,” trilla agreed with a nod of her head, letting out a sigh through her nose. “there should be more than enough going on to keep busy with.”

Artora would hardly be a threat to the other, if she wasn’t so terrified of what would be done to her she wouldn’t even do what she did in the past to earn her place she had now. And if she saw doubt... Perhaps it would be comforting to her, to know she wasn’t alone in what she felt about their positions, their livelihood. It was truly difficult not to feel alone in a place like the empire, even moreso among the inquisitors. 

“Yes, keep busy.” She cleared her throat a little at that, not super thrilled at that thought. Surely destroying any force users they came across couldn’t be the best use of their time, but Artora would never dare say that in from of their superiors, least of all Lord Vader. “I’m sure we’ll get orders to go out for them soon enough.”