Legion
Acid-beet Enthusiast
NAME: Legion
FACTION: None
RANK: N/A
SPECIES: Human (Sith alchemical experiment)
AGE: 19
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5'10”
WEIGHT: 145 lbs
EYES: Light yellow
HAIR: Ivory
SKIN: Extremely pale; just a few shades away from albinism
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
+ Education:
- Botany and Horticulture – Legion has been trained extensively in the identification and practical usage of various herbs and plant matter across the galaxy, particularly those with medicinal applications. That said, she's too young and inexperienced to be able to accurately identify every single flower she stumbles across.
- Mathematics – Legion's mother made certain that the girl is proficient in the universal language.
- Entomology – A personal hobby that can easily be pursued inside of a laboratory. Legion adores all things creepy-crawly.
- Medicine – The primary focus of Legion's training. She understands the basic physiology of several species and knows first aid, along with a few (very) rudimentary surgical procedures.
+ Telekinesis – Likewise, Legion can occasionally move small items, almost always by 'accident.'
- Extremely Sheltered – Spending most of her life sequestered away in a Sith's laboratory and then the rest in a remote temple has left Legion fairly ignorant of the happenings in the galaxy at large.
- Naiveté – Also stemming from her sheltered upbringing, Legion is highly unlikely to realize when someone is attempting to use or cheat her until it's far too late.
- Pursued – Disir is beyond displeased that her flawed creation has escaped her grasp and will gladly comb through the galaxy to reclaim her wayward daughter.
- Unusual Appearance – Several aberrant features are certain to draw unwanted attention, not to mention fear and revulsion.
APPEARANCE:
Heavy cowled robes serve to help Legion blend in, but the reptilian-slitted pupils of her reflective yellow eyes are the first giveaway that something is unusual about the girl. When she smiles, small fangs peek out behind her lips. The strange lay of her cowl across the top of her head hints at the grey-black horns that jut out through her mass of snowy curls. On closer inspection, it's also apparent that her nails are small white claws. Should she be caught without her robes, sparse scaly patches are scattered across her body.
Legion chooses simple clothing in neutral colors that covers her from head to toe regardless of the climate. Most of the time she could probably pass for two jawas stacked on top of each other to meet a height requirement. She has a markedly sunny disposition despite her timid posture.
BIOGRAPHY:
For as long as Legion can remember, there was the laboratory buried deep within Cadomai's subterranean caverns. Whether she was born here or simply manufactured, she doesn't know. What she does remember are the endless hours of being experimented on, her genetics honed and improved, by her 'mother,' the Sith lord Disir. Disir was never satisfied with her creation, vexed by the girl's meek disposition and disinterest in combat simulations, but no matter the punishment or alchemy employed, Legion remained a failure – albeit one with potential.
It was for this reason that Disir decided to hide the girl when the Mandalorians attacked Dromund Kaas. Wary of a brutal war yet eager to participate, the Sith took Legion to a ruined temple on an uncharted planet, leaving the girl to fend for herself until Disir's return.
SHIP:
N/A
KILLS:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A
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ROLE-PLAYS:
Unexpected Find
Dew-ality
A Goner's Chance in Hell
