Una Seem
Character
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NAME: Una Seem
FACTION: --
RANK: --
SPECIES: Twi'lek
AGE: 23
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 1.6 meters
WEIGHT: 50 kg
EYES: Brown
HAIR: --
SKIN: Green
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Strengths
Crafty
Nimble
Resourceful
Weaknesses
Physically small
Limited speech
Limited skills
APPEARANCE:
Short compared to most Twi'leks; small framed with thick lekku; loose dark clothing
BIOGRAPHY:
Una grew up in a small but tight-knit community of Twi'leks on the dark side of Ryloth. Although her clan was stricken with poverty, they survived the harsh conditions by trading with wealthier families. They often produced jewelry or clothing and traded these items for food. However one day they were betrayed by another group of Twi'leks, in a rare case of species turning on each other. These Twi'leks were secretly slavers, and they captured Una's family. From there she was separated from her mother, father, brothers and sisters and each were sold to different masters. Una was sent to work as a servant in a Hutt's palace on Tatooine, because she was only a small child.
She grew up raised by a unique assortment of different characters - slaves that acted as mothers or fathers to ensure the girl could survive on her own if she ever managed to escape. She learned some basic wilderness survival skills and how to manage credits.
Una did basically whatever the Hutt lord commanded, although he mostly just left her alone. From her years at the palace she picked up all sorts of languages - bits and pieces of Huttese, Basic, and Rodese, as well as figuring out the intentions of most other beings. It was a harsh life, and friends came and went, but Una somehow got by.
That was until the Hutt lord was overthrown. Una will never really be sure what happened. The Hutt was getting mixed up in all sorts of bad business with the Black Sun, and someone said the Hutt Cartel had become too weak to stand on its own. So, one day a group of mercenaries came in and iced him. And it wasn't just him they iced. Before her very eyes, the only world Una had ever known went up in smoke.
Blasters were firing, shots were flying, chaos was erupting all around her. She will never forget the horrified look on her friend's face as the other Twi'lek woman seized her shoulder and looked her in the eye.
"Run!" she gasped before a shot caught her in the back and she fell.
Una shrieked and fled out of there. A guard fell right in front of her, and she had picked up his blaster before she could even think about it. She searched his body quickly and found - keys! Keys to a speeder!
She fired off a few shots to clear her path and got out of there. Once outside of the palace gates, it was a short sprint to the garage where the vehicles were docked. Only a few left - slaves were pouring out of the palace and Una was getting pushed forward by the panicked crowd - she had to get over there!
Unfortunately she had to push some of her former friends aside. It was every being for itself. She dove into the back of a speeder and slithered over the seat, hoping this was the one. It had to be, it had to be.
She started the vehicle, hands shaking - yes! The technology roared to life like a monstrous savior.
Suddenly, shots were glancing off the front end of the speeder, sparks flying and stinging her smooth skin.
"Ow!" she cried, before narrowing her eyes against the hot daylight and pointing the blaster at the group of men firing on her.
The shots were successful - one of the men slumped to the ground, and the others were suddenly attacked from behind by slaves wielding axes. Una took the opportunity.
The speeder shot forward across the sand, and she was gone.
Una turned her head as she flew and gave the palace one last look. The once proud fortress was burning. A deadly battle was taking place at its gates.
Turning back to the wheel, she could only hope this thing would take her as far away as possible.
SHIP:
--
KILLS:
--
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
--
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ROLE-PLAYS:
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NAME: Una Seem
FACTION: --
RANK: --
SPECIES: Twi'lek
AGE: 23
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 1.6 meters
WEIGHT: 50 kg
EYES: Brown
HAIR: --
SKIN: Green
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Strengths
Crafty
Nimble
Resourceful
Weaknesses
Physically small
Limited speech
Limited skills
APPEARANCE:
Short compared to most Twi'leks; small framed with thick lekku; loose dark clothing
BIOGRAPHY:
Una grew up in a small but tight-knit community of Twi'leks on the dark side of Ryloth. Although her clan was stricken with poverty, they survived the harsh conditions by trading with wealthier families. They often produced jewelry or clothing and traded these items for food. However one day they were betrayed by another group of Twi'leks, in a rare case of species turning on each other. These Twi'leks were secretly slavers, and they captured Una's family. From there she was separated from her mother, father, brothers and sisters and each were sold to different masters. Una was sent to work as a servant in a Hutt's palace on Tatooine, because she was only a small child.
She grew up raised by a unique assortment of different characters - slaves that acted as mothers or fathers to ensure the girl could survive on her own if she ever managed to escape. She learned some basic wilderness survival skills and how to manage credits.
Una did basically whatever the Hutt lord commanded, although he mostly just left her alone. From her years at the palace she picked up all sorts of languages - bits and pieces of Huttese, Basic, and Rodese, as well as figuring out the intentions of most other beings. It was a harsh life, and friends came and went, but Una somehow got by.
That was until the Hutt lord was overthrown. Una will never really be sure what happened. The Hutt was getting mixed up in all sorts of bad business with the Black Sun, and someone said the Hutt Cartel had become too weak to stand on its own. So, one day a group of mercenaries came in and iced him. And it wasn't just him they iced. Before her very eyes, the only world Una had ever known went up in smoke.
Blasters were firing, shots were flying, chaos was erupting all around her. She will never forget the horrified look on her friend's face as the other Twi'lek woman seized her shoulder and looked her in the eye.
"Run!" she gasped before a shot caught her in the back and she fell.
Una shrieked and fled out of there. A guard fell right in front of her, and she had picked up his blaster before she could even think about it. She searched his body quickly and found - keys! Keys to a speeder!
She fired off a few shots to clear her path and got out of there. Once outside of the palace gates, it was a short sprint to the garage where the vehicles were docked. Only a few left - slaves were pouring out of the palace and Una was getting pushed forward by the panicked crowd - she had to get over there!
Unfortunately she had to push some of her former friends aside. It was every being for itself. She dove into the back of a speeder and slithered over the seat, hoping this was the one. It had to be, it had to be.
She started the vehicle, hands shaking - yes! The technology roared to life like a monstrous savior.
Suddenly, shots were glancing off the front end of the speeder, sparks flying and stinging her smooth skin.
"Ow!" she cried, before narrowing her eyes against the hot daylight and pointing the blaster at the group of men firing on her.
The shots were successful - one of the men slumped to the ground, and the others were suddenly attacked from behind by slaves wielding axes. Una took the opportunity.
The speeder shot forward across the sand, and she was gone.
Una turned her head as she flew and gave the palace one last look. The once proud fortress was burning. A deadly battle was taking place at its gates.
Turning back to the wheel, she could only hope this thing would take her as far away as possible.
SHIP:
--
KILLS:
--
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
--
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ROLE-PLAYS:
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