Felicity Skye
Knowledge & Luxury
The Basics
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Name: Sparda Krixus
Alias: Felicity Skye
Titles: Jedi Knight
Age: Twenty-Nine
Homeworld: Chalacta
Citizenship: Coruscant
Affiliation: Jedi Praxeum
Occupation: Archaeologist & Anthropologist (*Shareholder in the Krixus Corporation)
Force Sensitive: Yes
Force Alignment: Light
Family Ties
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Father: Gallus Krixus (Adopted), ? (Biological)
Mother: ? (Biological)
Siblings: Unknown
Extended Family: Unknown
Friends: N/A
Students: N/A
Others: N/A
Let’s Get Physical
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Species: Human
Sex: Female
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 135 lbs
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Skin Color: Fair
Cybernetics: N/A
Voice: Sun
Appearance:
Although she is a Jedi Knight none would take her for it. She looks more like a smuggler on a spice freighter than anything else. And with her stark features, intense gaze, and penchant for the color black no one is thinking “Now theres a woman on the right side of the law.” But all of that can be disarmed. With what? The warm smile of a genuine moment, that is, if you are around to see it.
Boons & Banes
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+ Gifted Pilot - She’s a natural and has had lots of practice.
+ Hyperpolyglot - She’s traveled all over the galaxy, she was bound to pick up a few languages.
+ Crackshot - Because drawing a lightsaber can bring a lot of unwanted attention.
- Insomniac - Sleep is for the weak, or at least that’s what she tells herself when she can’t get any of it.
- Soft-hearted - Who can just sit idly by and watch another suffer?
- Hedonist - If you’ve lived a life of luxury would you ever want to be without it? Didn’t think so.
Herstory
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As soon as Felicity was born her parents gave her away, sold her to be more exact, but that’s more their story. What’s really important here is where Felicity ended up, and that was in the arms of a one, Gallus Krixus. Gallus Krixus, once a Jedi Master turned wealthy eccentric thought he’d missed his chance at a spouse and children… and even love. The man spontaneously decided that what he took as fact would not stop him from being a father. So he plopped down onto the nearest civilized planet, found the poorest, saddest, most pregnant couple he could find and then offered them a sum. A week later he held in his arms a tiny Felicity Skye, who he originally named Sparda Krixus, but that changed once she was old enough to decide she didn’t like that name.
Nevertheless Gallus raised the little girl with the aid of all his Luxury Yacht’s staff. So suffice to say Felicity had fun growing up lavishly, when she wasn’t being disciplined by her adoptive father, of course. Not that Gallus was especially mean or abusive; he was a good man, only strict with high expectations for the young Felicity. Expectations that eventually grew with the discovery that she too was force sensitive.
From that point on she was not only tasked to learn Language, History, and Technology for her eventual inheritance of the Krixus Corporation, but also Combat, Philosophy, and The Ways of the Force to become an honorable and good Jedi Knight like her adoptive father once was. Fortunately, Felicity was up to all of it, everything that came her way. She had succeeded in living up to her father’s expectations, and then some. And in their family if you could succeed and did well you were rewarded. So Felicity was rewarded and rewarded handsomely. By the age of 19 her hard work had afforded her very own apartment building on Coruscant, just one, a private port occupied by a vintage light freighter in mint condition among other smaller starships; and all of it, of course born from Gallus’ pocket.
In all honesty Felicity loved the life she had been given. It was filled with luxury, love, and excitement. It was really something special, so when she couldn’t help but feel like something was missing she ended feeling a little bit more than guilty. Who was she, a little girl who won the adoption lottery, to go around feeling bad for herself? It was difficult for a time after that. She struggled to find herself. She was lost, acting less like a Jedi, Academic, or Lady and more like the ghost of her former self. Eventually her father, being more busy with his work than ever, took notice. He talked with her for hours, and then days, eventually convincing her to take time away from Krixus Corp., away from Coruscant, away from the incorporeal malaise that had settled around her. She followed her father’s advice, packed up her bags, and said goodbye.
In her vintage freighter she began traveling the galaxy. In search of what? She didn’t know. All she knew was that she was determined to find it. She thought that just maybe the feeling of missing had something to do with her birth parents. It took some time to gather information but she set off to find them first, and after hitting many a dead end in her search she decided to let that be a more passive goal. Instead she made her goal one she was familiar with, The Pursuit of Knowledge. A goal that ended up taking her across several star systems. A goal that enabled her to wear many hats. A goal that made her grow, and grow she did. Before she even realized it she was able to call herself many things from Pilot to Poet, Gourmand to Gunslinger and Bartender to Bounty Hunter but the two things she cared to call herself the most were a Scholar and a Jedi and with that found herself in the world of archaeology working to unearth, restore, and preserve the knowledge of old. It was the work she was happiest doing. And it was a career that enabled her to travel the galaxy and visit places of peace, and places of power where she could meditate and deepen her connection to The Force.
On one such outing Felicity found herself unearthing a modest, ruined library that, to her surprise, held a remarkable amount of lost knowledge including a set of Jedi Holocrons recounting historical events of their era. Deciding against selling to the highest bidder or returning them to either of the many force sensitive groups dotting the galaxy she decided that she herself would hold on to the holocrons. And she held onto them for a while, reflecting on them and the knowledge inside, until she had come in contact with a member of the developing Jedi Praxeum on Eira Pechal. With her intimate knowledge of the holocrons she decided The Praxeum seemed a good fit for them, and maybe even a better fit for her. After talking it over with the Jedi it seemed she’d be an ideal candidate to help instruct the younger jedi of the Praxeum. And so Felicity decided that is what she would do, at least for a while anyway.
What’s In My Bag?
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Utility Belt
Lightsaber
Thigh Holster
Blaster Pistol
Knapsack
Sunglasses
Datapad
Skin Care Products
First-Aid Kit
Handkerchief
Playing Cards
Broken Watch
2 Ration Packs
Ship
Isn’t It Too Soon For That?
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Ongoing
[Faction] Upon the Bedrock [The Jedi Praxeum]
[Faction] Duty Calls [TJP/TSE]
[Campaign] Things that go bump in the night (PM to join)
[Faction] Organic Energy [Outer Rim Coalition and Jedi Praxeum]
[Private] Assassination on Saleucami [PM to join]
[Private] Caverns of Old
[Private] Skye & Irons: A New Beginning
Incomplete
[Private] Vertebrate's & Archaeology
[Public] Weekend* Treasure Hunt 32: The Number of Power [Open to all]
Completed
TBD
