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Emilia Ravel

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NAME: Emilia Ravel

FACTION: The First Order

RANK: Bureau Chief, FOSB

SPECIES: Human.

AGE: 27

SEX: Female

HEIGHT: 5' 4"

WEIGHT: 120 lbs

EYES: Brown

HAIR: Red

SKIN: Caucasian

FORCE SENSITIVE: No


STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
[+] Skilled pilot.
[+] Grace under pressure.
[+] Cryptolinguistics expert.

[+] Organised and thorough.
[-] Below average blaster skills.
[-] Easily manipulated.
[-] Short stature and low physical strength.

[-] Low self esteem, lets things get to her.

APPEARANCE:
Female, 25, 5' 4", toned, reddish hair, blue eyes, short stature, petite.

BIOGRAPHY:
Emilia was recruited into the first order at age 6, being taken from her childhood home on Corellia. Trained as a cadet, her dexterity and concentration made her a good pick for a pilot, and she quickly showed her proficiency with various starfighters. By age 20, she was an ace pilot with 16 confirmed fighter kills. She was also trained as a shuttle and cargo ship pilot, following her transfer away from her fighter unit. After serving a few years as captain of the Fortan II corvette The Avenger, Emilia was headhunted to join FOSB, serving for 1 year and participating in a variety of dangerous mission, before her promotion to Bureau Chief at the start of the second GA-FO war.


Emilia Ravel died during the second battle of Dagobah from a gunshot wound. She was buried at the age of 27 in a war cemetery in Avalonia.

SHIP:
FIV Tortuga. A Nightgaunt-Class Stealth Corvette.

KILLS:

BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A

Roleplays:


Pre-FOSB:
After The Battle

FOSB Staff Officer:
Our Cup Runneth Over
A Shadow of Doubt
Nightfall
The Bellow of the Beast
We Do Not Forgive
The Wastes of Nycteria
Everything's Better Down Where it's Wetter
Just a Spot of Tea
A Major Beating

FOSB Bureau Chief (Great Galactic War):
Fear Thee a Fire?
As You Know, Our Blockade is Perfectly Legal
Taking Back What's Mine
In-Hoth-Spitable
A Sunny Day on Dosuun
Suddenly, Mandolorians!
A Chipped Dagger and a Golden Watch
What're You Doing in my Swamp?
 

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