Deedra Waran
New Member
NAME: Deedra Waran
FACTION: Currently looking
RANK: Pending
SPECIES: Twi'lek
AGE: 30 standard years
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 174 cm
WEIGHT: 55 kg
EYES: Gray
HAIR: None
SKIN: Blue
FORCE SENSITIVE: No. At least I don't think I am. But I've never had what they call a "Force test", I think?
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
A strength of mine would be my piloting skill. I grew up learning how to fly ships, and I've been doing it all my life. It's a useful skill to have; getting from point A to point B in this big galaxy would be impossible without some knowledge of how space travel works.
I suppose another strength of mine would be my aim with a blaster. It's a tough galaxy out there; you have to know how to defend yourself. My father knew that I would need to know how to protect myself as a female, so he started teaching me early.
Weaknesses...I don't like talking about those, but sure. My biggest weakness is probably my ignorance regarding the state of current political affairs. I never liked taking sides, and I never cared too much about what other people were doing. I've heard about the Jedi and the Force, sure, but I couldn't tell you much about any of that. I just care about my own issues, honestly.
Another weakness would probably be my taste for alcohol. What can I say, I like a good drink. I've been told, on a good night, I might black out and end up spending handfuls of credits at the bar. It's not something I'm proud of.
APPEARANCE:
I suppose I look like your typical Twi'lek female. The galaxy considers us somewhat tall and lean, and the first thing people usually notice about us are our fleshy head-tails that we call lekku.
As far as clothing, I like to keep it simple. I usually wear a leather headwrap and a nondescript mechanic outfit, which is usually smudged with oil or grease.
BIOGRAPHY:
I suppose you want to hear about me now. I grew up in one of the roughest, poorest districts of Ryloth, like the majority of the population. My clan was fortunate enough to learn Basic - we needed to learn it in order to trade with others and make money. That's why you'll notice that I have a heavy accent when I speak.
My family did a variety of things to survive. We farmed the land, raised rycrit cattle, and sold jewelry and crafts that we made. As a matter of fact, the headwrap I wear is made out of rycrit hide. Anyway, it was a hard life - but it was a good life. My family and neighbors were extremely close-knit. We looked out for one another, because that's what you had to do in order to survive. Farming the land taught me a lot about hard work, and trading with offworlders taught me how to get along with other people and interact. As a bonus, I learned the value of the credit, and came to respect the many ways in which people earn their living. I'm not one to judge others, as a result.
My dad was an essential figure in my life. He taught me everything I know about ships. He taught me how to fly them, how to work on them when they break, and how to identify several different types. It's because of him that I was able to pick up several different jobs as a teenager. I spent a large part of my youth under a plethora of speeders and ships. Working those odd jobs allowed me to save up enough money to buy my very own ship. It isn't much to look at, but it's mine, and I wouldn't trade it for anything else. There is a lot of love in that ship.
Dad eventually fell sick and died. It's something that happens pretty fequently on Ryloth, so my family couldn't exactly say we were surprised. He spent his whole life doing back-breaking work, always making sure our family had food on the table, while my mother stayed home and raised us kids. He passed away only a few years ago, so I was glad to have had him for so long in my adult life. I think about him a lot. But, now it's my job to take care of my mother and younger siblings.
These days I've left the homeworld in search of more promising prospects. Mechanic work on Ryloth was pretty plentiful, but often the jobs didn't pay very well. So, I've set out on my ship into the larger galaxy....with no real plans. We'll see where the work takes me. Who knows, I may even end up picking a side in all of this galactic conflict.
It just depends on who can offer the best deal.
SHIP:
My ship is a scrappy YT-1300 freighter. It's not much, but it will get me from point A to point B. I've heard people smuggle weapons, drugs, or people on them. I suppose I might end up doing the same, some day.
KILLS:
I don't think I would ever kill anyone. At least, I hope I never have to. But, I suppose if I ever found myself in a dangerous situation, I could.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
I've never captured anyone for money, but you know what they say. There's a first time for everything.
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ROLE-PLAYS:
Pending
