Post by Emoir on Nov 1, 2005 15:08:24 GMT
Name: Vacinnri, Emoir
Faction: N/A
Rank: N/A
Species: Voldemoirian
Age: 29
Gender: Female
Height: 5'3
Weight: 134
Eyes: light blue, pupils thin out liken to a cat.
Hair: Short, dark
Skin: pale white, almost a faint blue in the dark.
-Picture-
Strength: Having less uper body strength emoir exhibits other attributes
Dexterity: Very agile and flexable.
Constitution: Having a considerable amount of stanima.
Intelligence: Seemingly, she has a considerable grasp over the book smarts.
Wisdom: Wisdom seems to over power her book smarts ten fold.
Charisma: It seems she could lie her way out of death itself, her sly tounge would defenantly be her number one ally.
Force Powers: none
Skills
Combat: she can better hold her own in a sword dual, however she has an average grasp over shooting.
Class skills (Scoundrel): computer slicing, pick locking, and other wise her ability to surrvive.
weapons, armor, etc: Small vibro dagger, personal cloths
Credit count: 1000
Ships: N/A (Use of public transport)
Personality: rather kind and slow to anger she has exhibited traits that of bipolar personalities. So at times she can go from a calm joyful personality, to a low depression and disappointment haze.
-Biography-
Born as a hibrid some could say, or a mutt to put it crudely. When a scout transport long ago found itself close to a planet wich came to be known as arbra, when the scout ship landed to gather infromation it seemed the transport had a maulfunction and crashed into the densely vegetated planet. Onboard there was a good amount of survivors ranging from human, to assyrian, and many others... Stranded on a unknown planet the survivors began to live on and a new generation was thus founded. For 123ars the survivors lived there and began to become some what civilized, when 123ars had passed two transports arrived, they were smugglers and murders at that. The origonal surrvivors where dead, over the years of isolation a hybrid race was formed from the constant inter racial breeding. The predominant features where human, but the new hybrid also showed assyrian markings in the eyes as how their pupils where almost non existant. They all had dark black hair and also as the assyirians, they held a forever pale tint to their skin. The new comers, thease renagade smugglers saught this place as a hide out to deal illeagal drugs and to take care of 'business'. When the smugglers learned of the hybrid people who seemed to be very primitive, the smugglers arrived into the villages and slaughterd many as they razed each encampment only for food or anything of value. Sme were able to flee as others where flogged and maimed. Others where taken as slaves... Emoir was one of the more fortunant who was taken as a captive. She was taken to a distant world wich her captives called nal hutta, there she worked as a servant for a man named logan tresh. This man had about 12 other slaves and appeared to be a well known drug lord. Normaly she was expected to serve food for meals to guests and all else who logan insisted. She learned valuable skills in her time on nal hutta, like speaking basic, and learning of the galexy from listening to the visitors conversations. But it would be the night she had never saw coming when she showed her ability to decive. It had been a long grooling day of work as logan reaturned every thing seemed normal. Dinner passed and Emoir cleaned up after the guests departed. When she entered logan's quarters she saw an oppertunity for freedom. She had noticed that he seemed to be attracted to her and thus she played on exactly that. Infact it was he who sealed his fate when he asked her to dance as entertainment. She did so very well as commanded, when her master wanted more he embraced her as she brought her hands around his neck and twisted it quickly with a disturbing crack he feel dead on the floor... In the morning he was found dead but no one knew who comitted the crime. Her wearabouts were unknown for along time. Since then she grew up in a local street gang on nal hutta, in this gang she learned many things about technoligy and the galexy. Becoming freinds with a few members she learned the art of marksmenship, computer use, and perfected the art of silent movement. Yet she even taught them better use of the sword wich she used on her home world of arbra to hunt and defend from preditorial creatures. All in due time she left after many whom she had treated as sisters and brothers had themselvs left for a better life or died in one of the many gang wars. So she herself departed seeing no point in lingering. She had heard rumors of the hybrids from arbra being found around the core worlds. Although she hadnt earned any kind of currency she did manage to steal a large amount of credits, enough to get off of nal hutta...
Faction: N/A
Rank: N/A
Species: Voldemoirian
Age: 29
Gender: Female
Height: 5'3
Weight: 134
Eyes: light blue, pupils thin out liken to a cat.
Hair: Short, dark
Skin: pale white, almost a faint blue in the dark.
-Picture-
Strength: Having less uper body strength emoir exhibits other attributes
Dexterity: Very agile and flexable.
Constitution: Having a considerable amount of stanima.
Intelligence: Seemingly, she has a considerable grasp over the book smarts.
Wisdom: Wisdom seems to over power her book smarts ten fold.
Charisma: It seems she could lie her way out of death itself, her sly tounge would defenantly be her number one ally.
Force Powers: none
Skills
Combat: she can better hold her own in a sword dual, however she has an average grasp over shooting.
Class skills (Scoundrel): computer slicing, pick locking, and other wise her ability to surrvive.
weapons, armor, etc: Small vibro dagger, personal cloths
Credit count: 1000
Ships: N/A (Use of public transport)
Personality: rather kind and slow to anger she has exhibited traits that of bipolar personalities. So at times she can go from a calm joyful personality, to a low depression and disappointment haze.
-Biography-
Born as a hibrid some could say, or a mutt to put it crudely. When a scout transport long ago found itself close to a planet wich came to be known as arbra, when the scout ship landed to gather infromation it seemed the transport had a maulfunction and crashed into the densely vegetated planet. Onboard there was a good amount of survivors ranging from human, to assyrian, and many others... Stranded on a unknown planet the survivors began to live on and a new generation was thus founded. For 123ars the survivors lived there and began to become some what civilized, when 123ars had passed two transports arrived, they were smugglers and murders at that. The origonal surrvivors where dead, over the years of isolation a hybrid race was formed from the constant inter racial breeding. The predominant features where human, but the new hybrid also showed assyrian markings in the eyes as how their pupils where almost non existant. They all had dark black hair and also as the assyirians, they held a forever pale tint to their skin. The new comers, thease renagade smugglers saught this place as a hide out to deal illeagal drugs and to take care of 'business'. When the smugglers learned of the hybrid people who seemed to be very primitive, the smugglers arrived into the villages and slaughterd many as they razed each encampment only for food or anything of value. Sme were able to flee as others where flogged and maimed. Others where taken as slaves... Emoir was one of the more fortunant who was taken as a captive. She was taken to a distant world wich her captives called nal hutta, there she worked as a servant for a man named logan tresh. This man had about 12 other slaves and appeared to be a well known drug lord. Normaly she was expected to serve food for meals to guests and all else who logan insisted. She learned valuable skills in her time on nal hutta, like speaking basic, and learning of the galexy from listening to the visitors conversations. But it would be the night she had never saw coming when she showed her ability to decive. It had been a long grooling day of work as logan reaturned every thing seemed normal. Dinner passed and Emoir cleaned up after the guests departed. When she entered logan's quarters she saw an oppertunity for freedom. She had noticed that he seemed to be attracted to her and thus she played on exactly that. Infact it was he who sealed his fate when he asked her to dance as entertainment. She did so very well as commanded, when her master wanted more he embraced her as she brought her hands around his neck and twisted it quickly with a disturbing crack he feel dead on the floor... In the morning he was found dead but no one knew who comitted the crime. Her wearabouts were unknown for along time. Since then she grew up in a local street gang on nal hutta, in this gang she learned many things about technoligy and the galexy. Becoming freinds with a few members she learned the art of marksmenship, computer use, and perfected the art of silent movement. Yet she even taught them better use of the sword wich she used on her home world of arbra to hunt and defend from preditorial creatures. All in due time she left after many whom she had treated as sisters and brothers had themselvs left for a better life or died in one of the many gang wars. So she herself departed seeing no point in lingering. She had heard rumors of the hybrids from arbra being found around the core worlds. Although she hadnt earned any kind of currency she did manage to steal a large amount of credits, enough to get off of nal hutta...
