Character Asmonga Seezmo

[Asmonga Seezmo]

Asmonga Seezmo

Aliases	Jedi Knight Enna Sagg Sith Lord Ammonia Mandalorian Senna Farr The Great Con-Artist
Class(es)	Con-Artist Many Identities
Birthplace	Laboratory
Age	Middle Aged
Personality Traits	Adaptable Charismatic Knowledgeable Major Con-Artist
Education Traits	Street Education
Rank(s)	Con-Artist Master
Faction(s)	Independent
Species	Temeurian
Languages	Mando'a Galactic Basic High Galactic Huttese Various Trade Languages
Gender	Female
Force Sensitive	No
Character Alignment	Neutral Evil
Height	5'11
Weight	100lbs

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  Coning People is never easy but I manage
  

  

  Chapter I​

  
  Born in the sterile, cold confines of a high-security laboratory, Asmonga was never meant to be a person given her heritage as a Temeurian, whose sole purpose in life was to serve the cause of Imperialism.
  
  At a young age, the Trade Federation deemed the controlled environment phase complete and dumped her into the unforgiving wastes of Tatooine, watching from afar to see if their species would develop independent thought if subjected to intense environmental changes.
  
  Survival didn't come from hunting womp rats; it came from swindling credits. Asmonga quickly realized that on a planet of desperate spacers and greedy Hutts, a convincing lie was more valuable than a blaster. She transformed from a confused Imperialist into a master con-artist, learning to read the subtle tells of every species that passed through Mos Eisley.
  
  To elevate her game, Asmonga didn't just lie; she became. She spent years obsessively studying the distinct mannerisms of the galaxy's most influential figures.
  
  By mimicking the serene poise of a Jedi Knight or the intimidating, cold aura of a Sith Lord, she found she could bypass security codes and empty the pockets of the wealthy without a second thought.
  
  Her natural affinity for wigs, body paint and prosthetics allowed her to vanish into any crowd, shifting her appearance as easily as the shifting dunes. After successfully swindling enough credits to buy her way off-world, Asmonga made her escape, leaving her creators with nothing but a cold trail and a series of empty bank accounts.
  
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  	MENTAL FORTITUDE​
  	SLIPPERY ESCAPE​
  	BLENDING IN​
  	CRITICAL THINKING​

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