Astrid
Member
A S T R I D
. . . ______________`` Statistics
Name & Alias(es):
Astrid, 'Highlights'
Age:
Twenty-five
Gender:
Female
Origin:
Onderon
Faction:
No Alignment Currently
Occupation:
Slicer, Engineer, Bounty Hunter, Delinquent, Pilot
Height & Weight:
6'0" (1.83m); 174lbs (78.92kg)
Hair Color:
Black, blue (dyed); long
Eye Color:
Grey
Skin Tone:
Caucasian
Species:
Human
Distinguishing Features:
Piercings; right ear [2], left ear [1], bottom lip [1, center],
scar [left eye brow, small], scar [right ribcage, large], tattoo [back]
Force Sensitivity:
Negative
. . . ______________`` Biography
Astrid is a child born out of wedlock between two rivaling lines of nobility. While neither line holds vast amounts of political power, both are of the higher class all the same. Her parents were wed in an attempt to mend the damage that their joining had done to the small fiction of civility that had, in recent years, managed to be ascertained. However, their official tie did little to repair the damage that had been done, it did succeed in putting a halt to the outright declaration of war upon one another. In the years that followed, Astrid's progenitor's families found some semblance of peace among themselves, all in part to the child that had been born.
It was her innocence and her love for her family, her simple childish delights and happy-go-lucky personality that won over the cold hearts of both sides of the coin. The few scant years of harmony were decimated, destroyed when Astrid's mother was found dead. The details of her mother's death were kept from her, locked away for fear of tainting her innocence. Her mother's brother took on the task of caretaker for her, accepted due to hard won persuasion that a member of both families should have a part in her education and upbringing. Whilst her father had little time to spare for his only child, busy with courts and political parties, Astrid's uncle tutored her. He taught her the skills necessary to fly a variety of ships, models old and new; she was instructed in how a Slicer does his or her job with the utmost perfection. Such skills were beneath nobility, however. Sworn to secrecy, Astrid vowed to never let her father know of the lessons she learned from her mother's brother, for it would mean an end to not only him, but herself. She was not to be some grease monkey, but instead a lady of the court. Proper, proud, and heir to her father's line.
Throughout her life, Astrid was torn between the two sides of her family. While she undeniably loved her father and his relatives, she felt vastly more compelled to find kinship within her mother's. They were kinder, softer, more comprehensible. Where her father's line viewed things from a political stance, her mother's viewed in that rang more honest with her. Their view on things was not akin to 'how can this benefit me', but rather 'how can this benefit us all'.
On Astrid's twenty-second name day, her uncle was murdered. Her father's lack of sympathy did not settle well with her and, partly invoked with in her by her uncle, she was certain her father had a hand in his death. Through the years, her uncle meticulously danced about the topic of the family feud. When she reached adulthood, she had confronted him about the truth of her mother's death, never satisfied with the lies she had been told. It had instilled within her heart a distrust for her father, a hatred that kindled.
There was, however, no way to confirm her uncle's suspicions that the murder of her mother had been instigated by her father, or in the least some member of his line. No matter, it remained the same. She'd begun to resent them, choosing to spend the majority of her time with her mother's kin. Suspicious that that was the very reason her uncle was killed lead her to steal one of her father's ships and flee from Onderon.
Free of family disputes and murder, Astrid took up the life of a hired hand, working odd jobs on random planets to help purchase fuel for her next emergency run. Her father's men were always on her tail, tracking her down no matter how carefully she attempted to hide her tracks. Eventually and after many hours of contemplation, she took up her first hunt and found it to be an exhilarating experience. From that moment forward, Astrid traveled the galaxy, using bounty rewards to keep herself five steps ahead of her remaining progenitor.
. . . ______________`` Progress Tracker
Bounties Collected:
NPC [23], PC [0]
Threads:
Tart-Cart Chronicles
Prologue -- Grudges [ http://starwarsrp.net/topic/97689-grudges ] Complete
Part I -- Blood Money [ http://starwarsrp.net/topic/98781-tart-cart-chronicles-part-i-blood-money ] In-Progress
Miscellaneous Threads
Bad Luck [ http://starwarsrp.net/topic/98975-bad-luck ] In-Progress
'She'd always preferred the braid that began atop her crown, the fashion in which her mother had always said suited her.'
"Get us into hyperspace as quick as you can, Highlights." -Corin Tal'verda
