Scrapper
Kessa Varden
| Birthplace | Outer Rim (unknown world) |
| Age | 22 Years |
| Rank | Smuggler / Scrapper |
| Faction | Independent |
| Home | Nowhere permanent |
| Species | Human |
| Gender | Female |
| Force Sensitive | No |
| Height | 1.72m |
| Weight | 63 Kg |
| Hair Color | Purple |
| Eye Color | Green |
| Skin Color | Fair |
| Distinctive features | Faint burn scar on her right forearm, outlaw tech gear modifications |
| Writer | Raziel |
Kessa Varden is a quick talking scrapper who makes her living running small cargo jobs, salvaging abandoned outposts, and staying well clear of anyone asking too many questions. She comes across cheerful and helpful to most, always ready with a grin or a joke to smooth over tense moments. Underneath the charm, she keeps people at arm's length and avoids forming anything that looks like a crew.
She grew up in a small settlement on an Outer Rim world that never made it onto proper star charts. A raid by unknown mercenaries tore the place apart when she was a teenager. She escaped with a handful of survivors, but most of them drifted away over the years. The ones she trusted the most were lost on a salvage job gone wrong, leaving her the only one to walk away.
Since then she has preferred to travel alone. She says it is easier that way. No one to disappoint, no one to lose. She never speaks much about her past unless someone has earned her confidence, and even then she keeps the worst of it to herself.
Despite everything, Kessa still believes there is a place in the galaxy for someone like her. She just has to survive long enough to find it.
She grew up in a small settlement on an Outer Rim world that never made it onto proper star charts. A raid by unknown mercenaries tore the place apart when she was a teenager. She escaped with a handful of survivors, but most of them drifted away over the years. The ones she trusted the most were lost on a salvage job gone wrong, leaving her the only one to walk away.
Since then she has preferred to travel alone. She says it is easier that way. No one to disappoint, no one to lose. She never speaks much about her past unless someone has earned her confidence, and even then she keeps the worst of it to herself.
Despite everything, Kessa still believes there is a place in the galaxy for someone like her. She just has to survive long enough to find it.
TRAITS:
Plucky, adaptable, resourceful
Skilled with improvised tech and scrap repairs
Talks fast, lies convincingly when needed
Keeps emotional distance despite friendly exterior
Cautious of attachments due to past trauma
BIOGRAPHY:
Kessa is a lean and athletic human woman with long purple hair often tied back loosely. Her eyes are a sharp green that always seem to be evaluating risk. She wears practical scavenger gear reinforced with improvised plating, a tattered cloak, and a mix of holsters and tool pouches. A faint burn scar on her right forearm marks one of the few injuries she talks about openly.
EQUIPMENT:
Ship
BLASTERS
PULSE RIFLE
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