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Djaar-Gan

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Name: Djaar-Gan
Faction: The One Sith
Rank: Warrior (She's got a lightsaber, and she's pretty decent with it)
Species: Actaeanis
Age: 88
Sex: Female
Height: 5'11
Weight: 110lbs
Eyes: Green with a yellow tint
Hair: Red
Skin: A more grey-white than the natural green of her kind, with green veins visible on her skin from prolonged Dark Side practice.
Force Sensitive? Yes, but more of an Inquisitor level than an Anakin
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Strengths and Weaknesses:
St: She's a skilled manipulator of people, especially men. She rarely has to use the mind trick when her natural charisma gives her the charm she needs to get what she wants.
St: When her charm fails, she's capable with most weapons, bar a few I will get into.
W: Not used to getting what she wants, Djaar can be a bit of a drama queen. Known for pulling an Episode II Anakin and whining, she'll avoid help and become more of a hindrance if the party's interests conflict with her own.
W: She's a terrible pilot. Absolutely dreadful. She'll resort to gunner position, but is normally a passenger. If she tries to fly, she'll either crash or go the wrong way.
W: Granted, she can use most weapons, but she is not a talented shot with any blaster larger than a pistol. She is fond of small, wrist-mounted blasters she can wield with one hand while Lightsaber-fighting with another.

Appearance:
She is classically beautiful, with a slender, petite frame and a nice face. This is, however, a more intimidating beauty, and she often scares off long-term relationships with her forwardness. She is normally found in Black Sith robes with dark green, leaf-textured parts. The sleeves are short , with small green pauldrons emblazoned with the Sith emblem. Her red-bladed lightsaber hangs from a clip on her back, between the shoulder blades.

Biography:
Born to two priests of Harlequinis (the Actaeanis Goddess of Deceit, Trickery and Secrets), Djaar had a very droll and textbook upbringing that her free-spirited attitude rebelled to. She was often found out late at night, at parties or with the wrong crowd. Her parents grew gradually frustrated by this, and sent her to live with her aunt and uncle. Obviously, this sent a powerful message to the now 25-year-old Djaar: even her parents didn't want her. However, midway through the ferry to the city where her father's brother lived, she convinced a young Merchant ship pilot from Stewjon to take her away. He was in fact headed to deal with the Sith, and as it landed on one of their occupied planets, Djaar snuck away, becoming a street child.
In those dark, polluted backalleys, her skin was bleached and her hatred grew; towards her kind, towards law and order, and towards the "good people" who passed her by every day (even though the planet was oppressed and under Sith ruling). This drew her to the dark side and thusly towards the Sith. They accepted her into the fold, and she trained under one Darth Ferrius for 10 years. She learned the ways of the Force, and how to use people. Eventually, she realised Ferrius was shaping her into a weapon that he could wield, and then killed him in his sleep. After that, she threw herself into covertly waging war against her homeworld Mellaniphe, causing a small scandal in the temple of Harlequinis by hiding illegal substances in one priest's quarters. It was ineffective however, and she headed to the leader of the Sith Assassins to organise the execution of the Empress of Mellaniphe. He refused, however, and instead offered Djaar a place in their faction, impressed by her covert skills.
And so, 50 or so years passed, and Djaar became a skilled Sith assassin, wielding blade and blaster to kill any target the Sith need. She has a deep resentment towards her native species whom she no longer resembles due to force corruption and the pollution.

Ship: N/A
Kills: 0
Bounties Collected: 0


Roleplays: I'm not sure if this is just on-site or any roleplay I've done, so Imma do the second one. I'm a 10-month long member of an Elder Scrolls Roleplay site, http://tamriel.b1.jcink.com/index.php?(Call of Time). That's all.
 

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