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Work In Progress Beskar'kandar of Tae'l

ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ɢᴜɴ

"I will just keep your helmet, as a memento"
Omon Kaa
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OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
PRODUCTION INFORMATION
TECHNICAL SPECIFICATIONS
  • Classification: Multipurpose
  • Weight: Heavy
  • Resistances:
    • Energy: Very High
    • Kinetic: Very High
    • Lightsabers: Extreme
    • Extreme Heat: High
    • Electric: None
    • Telepathic: Extreme
    • EMP\Ion: None
SPECIAL FEATURES
STRENGTHS
  • Force Null: Tal'kar provides a near impregnable defense against telepathic abilities in the force.
  • Pure Beskar: Purified Beskar exterior plates allow the armor to withstand an intense onslaught of Plasma-based and ballistic weapons alike.
  • Neural Slave: Wirelessly linked to a Cybernetic Implant, the user is able to control the entire suit while remaining hands free.
WEAKNESSES
  • Ionic Susceptible: Ion & EMP exposure may briefly disable the electronics in-part or in-whole, while Ionic exposure to the helmet may also nullify protection from The Force.
  • Over-shock: Exposure to intense electrical currents may overload and disable the internal systems for a brief period.
  • Heavy Weight: Heavily armored construction may hinder the user during physical activities such as unassisted swimming or balancing. Caution is advised.
DESCRIPTION
Tae'l was once a devout warrior of the creed, or so the story goes. Few within Sith-space knew her by that armor and few still by name, But all knew of The Mandalorians: That proud and ancient warrior culture from which she descended, and many feared even now.

Rumors spoke of a cult from which she once hailed- Descendants of rogue Death Watch- who secretly lived among the people of every system and every creed, hidden among shadows.

And yet she traveled alone, or without her kin at least.

Few knew of the reason for her self-imposed exile- of the disdain that boiled within- or why she had come to Saijo of all places. All anyone ever knew was that she took credits from Sith Imperials and wandering merchants alike. Whether defending traders or assassinating rivaling criminals, the young Twi'lek clad in Beskar was always somewhere chasing blood money wherever it was to be found.

She was both feared and respected among the local Bounty Hunters.

But that didn't stop it from hurting...

She was a Mandalorian- depending on one's point of view- but she was no longer
Aliit. She was no longer Vizsla. Whatever pride she once carried in that name was long gone, withered and broken by betrayal and abandonment. Only resentment remained, and the oppressive chill of a lost soul clinging to the husk that remained beneath that armor. She couldn't go back to The Enclave now, she refused. Clan Vizsla had abandoned her in a time of need, and without her Helmet- Which had been stolen as a war trophy by Darth Diem- she was now an Apostate among Children of the Watch.

Ironically, it was he who convinced her to abandon those who had already abandoned her.
Now she was without family, and wearing armor crafted by Traitors...

But, She was finally master of her own destiny.

The road ahead would be long, and she would stumble at first, or shudder under the weight of her own decisions, but she needn't show the others. Though she could finally feel fear and sorrow for the very first time, her burdens hid behind a mask of her own design, and the bloody tears that started it all.

 
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