*Conceptual Alchemist*
Vojövif Fett
| Species | Shistavanen |
| Birthplace | Uvena Prime |
| Homeworld | Velmor |
| Age | 33 |
| Gender | Female |
| Height / Weight | 6'1" / 151lbs. |
| Eye Color | Amber |
| Fur Color | Black w/ White Stripes |
| Force Rank | Rogue Master (Former Jedi) |
| Force Sensitive | Yes |
| Clan | Fett |
| Faction | N/A |
| Main Weapon | N/A |
| Secondary | N/A |
| Ship | N/A |
| Armor | N/A |
Let's Get Up To Date
Vojövif Fett's life began upon her harsh and untamed homeworld, called by another name, where survival was not granted but earned through vigilance, instinct, and resilience. Even as a youth, she possessed an uncommon awareness of the living currents surrounding her, sensing dangers before they emerged and understanding the emotions of those around her with remarkable clarity.
These gifts eventually drew the attention of the Jedi Order, and she was taken from her birthplace to begin a life dedicated to service. Throughout the years that followed, Vojövif distinguished herself as a capable warrior, a thoughtful mediator, and a steadfast guardian of the innocent.
Her wisdom and accomplishments eventually earned her the esteemed rank of Jedi Master at an early age, a title she carried with humility and unwavering devotion to the protection of others.
Yet as years passed, Vojövif Fett found herself increasingly troubled by the limitations imposed by the Jedi Code. Time and again she witnessed corruption, tyranny, and suffering flourish because the Order hesitated, debated, or restrained itself in the name of doctrine. To Vojövif, justice demanded action rather than endless contemplation.
She came to believe that many of the galaxy's wounds had deepened because the Jedi had bound themselves with rules that prevented them from confronting evil with the necessary resolve. Though she never embraced the darkness, she grew convinced that the Order's rigid traditions had allowed the influence of the Dark Side to spread unchecked across countless worlds.
With a heavy heart, she chose to leave the Jedi behind, surrendering neither her principles nor her commitment to the Force, but rejecting the institution she felt had lost sight of its purpose.
Seeking a new path, Vojövif eventually settled upon a Mandalorian world, where strength, honor, loyalty, and personal responsibility were woven into everyday life. There she gradually integrated herself into the local culture, learning their customs and earning respect not through titles but through deeds; and eventually was welcomed into a small knit clan; a new change and a new identity.
Though no longer a Jedi, she continues to carry the lessons of her former life, blending them with the practical wisdom of the Mandalorians. She has become a protector of settlements, a hunter of dangerous criminals, and a quiet defender of those unable to defend themselves.
Far from the halls of the Jedi Temple, Vojövif Fett forged a new identity; one that honors both the Force and the values of her adopted people, while remaining ever vigilant against the darkness that threatens the galaxy she still considers her responsibility to safeguard.
The Psychological Manifest
Charismatic:
- Vojövif Fett possesses the sort of charisma that could convince a hungry rancor to try a salad and then apologize for eating the bowl. Within five minutes of meeting her, strangers are swapping life stories, offering her free drinks, and somehow volunteering to help her move furniture next weekend.
- Vojövif's creativity is so boundless that she once solved three unrelated problems with a single sketch drawn on the back of a napkin and accidentally invented a new hobby in the process. Give her a box of spare parts and an afternoon, and she'll return with a working prototype, a business plan, and a surprisingly catchy theme song for both.
- Her intellect is so impressive that people occasionally assume she's secretly receiving answers from the future and simply being polite enough not to mention it. She can solve a complicated problem before most people have finished explaining it, then spend the next ten minutes pretending she didn't just perform intellectual sorcery in broad daylight.
- Vojövif is so dependable that if calendars had a “set your watch by this person” setting, she’d be the default factory option. She shows up on time so consistently that even clocks start nervously checking their accuracy around her. If you ever need something done, she doesn’t just handle it; she already finished it, labeled it, and gently reminded you you were supposed to ask yesterday.
- Vojövif Fett has a sense of humor so sharp it should come with a warning label and maybe a small apology card for the people who don’t catch the joke fast enough. She can turn the most mundane situation, like waiting in line or watching paint dry, into a running comedy special that somehow makes you feel like you’re the punchline and you’re still laughing about it. Even her silence feels like it’s joking about something you just haven’t figured out yet, which is honestly impressive and slightly unsettling in the best way.
- She is so skeptical that if you told her the sky was blue, she’d ask for peer-reviewed sources and a sworn affidavit from the horizon. She treats compliments like undercover scams, squinting at them the way a detective inspects a suspiciously perfect alibi at 3 a.m. Even when things are going perfectly fine, she still looks around like, “Okay, but what’s the part where it all goes wrong?"
- She has mastered the art of passive-aggression so well that her “it’s fine” could legally qualify as a weather warning. She’ll say “no worries at all” with a smile so calm it makes you immediately start worrying about five unrelated things you did in 845 ABY. If subtle sarcasm were an Olympic sport, she wouldn’t just win gold; she’d politely congratulate you on your effort while secretly already rewriting the scoreboard.
- Vojövif Fett trusts people the way cats trust vacuum cleaners, technically aware they might be safe, but emotionally preparing for betrayal anyway. She reads a simple “I’ll be there in five minutes” text like it’s a coded message that probably requires three background checks and a lie detector. Even when everything is perfectly fine, she still double-checks, triple-checks, and then checks again just to make sure reality isn’t plotting something behind her back.
- Vojövif has such a talent for isolation that even her group chats start wondering if they did something wrong and quietly send “u good?” into the void. She can vanish into solitude so effectively that neighbors start treating her apartment like a mysterious archaeological site, “we think she’s in there, but no one has confirmed sightings in days.” And when she finally re-emerges, it’s like a mythic event, except she immediately goes back inside after remembering she left the oven on; or just because the silence was starting to feel too social.
- Vojövif Fett treats authority like it’s a pop quiz she never agreed to take; skimming the instructions, raising an eyebrow, and quietly deciding she’ll do it her own way anyway. Any time someone tries to flex status or rank, she responds with the calm energy of “that’s nice” while already mentally rewriting the entire system from scratch. She’s not impressed by titles; if anything, she suspects they’re just elaborate stickers people put on themselves to feel important.
The Proficiencies/Misc.
Combat:
- Double-Bladed Lightsaber - ✓✓✓✓✓
- Jar'Kai - ✓✓✓✓✓
- Form VII (Juyo) - ✓✓✓✓✓
- Ranged Weapons - ✓✓✓✓✓
- Hand-to-Hand - ✓✓✓✓✓
- Class: Alter - ✓✓✓✓✓
- Class: Control - ✓✓✓✓✓
- Class: Mind - ✓✓✓✓✓
- Class: Sense - ✓✓✓✓✓
- First Aid {Non-Force Assisted} - ✓✓✓✓✓
- Piloting - ✓✓✓✓✓
- Mechanics - ✓✓✓✓✓
- Stealth - ✓✓✓✓✓
- Perception - ✓✓✓✓✓
- Planning - ✓✓✓✓✓
- Farming
- Hunting
- Tinkering (Mechanicals)
- Camping
Social Circle
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