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MAARVA KOH
| Age | 25 GSY |
| Species | Human (Jabiimi) |
| Gender | Female |
| Height | 1.70 Meters |
| Weight | 52 kg |
| Force Sensitive | No |
| Voice | Cassie Cage |
INVENTORY
Equipment
- An isolation helmet, based on that of Fennec Shand’s helmet
- A set of earth-tone Kasaya robes
- A pair of CC-B36 blaster pistols
- A utility belt
- A wristcomm
- Various explosives and tricks to make diversions
Vehicle(s)
- The Last Bell, her personal Aether ICC-15
Companion(s)
STRENGTHS
Salvager: Exceptional at repurposing scrap, damaged tech, and battlefield leftovers into something useful (tools, traps, charges, cover).
Fearless: Willing to leave marks, signs, and symbols even when they’ll be erased—she values the act itself. She does not shy away from speaking up when the situation calls for it.
WEAKNESSES
Impulsive: When people are being hurt right now, she struggles to wait for the smarter, slower plan.
Limited Training: She’s capable but not polished; against disciplined troops, she’s at a disadvantage.
HISTORY
Maarva Koh was born on Jabiim, into a world of constant rain, mud, and mining industry. Her mother, a Ferrixian woman, named her after Maarva Andor, believing names could carry memory forward. Maarva grew up hearing stories passed down the Ferrix way—about Cassian Andor, the quiet sacrifices of the early Rebellion, and the idea that ordinary people could matter. Those stories became a counterweight to Jabiim’s bleakness, teaching her that survival alone was never the point.
As a child and teenager, Maarva absorbed rebellion as culture rather than doctrine. She idolized the heroes of the Old Rebel Alliance era, especially Sabine Wren, whose blend of art and defiance left a lasting impression. Maarva copied Wren-inspired symbols in chalk and scrap paint, marking walls that the rain would soon erase, learning early that resistance was often temporary but still necessary. She became handy with tools and salvaged tech, more comfortable fixing, modifying, and repurposing than dreaming of grand victories.
When Jabiim fell under the control of the so-called "Empire of the Lost", Maarva’s inherited stories hardened into resolve. Seeing the same patterns of exploitation and silence repeat themselves, she joined a small rebel cell that seeks to fight against the growing tendrils of tyranny across the Galaxy. She serves as a runner, scout, and saboteur-in-training—impulsive, fiercely loyal, and still finding her place. Maarva Koh fights not to recreate the legends she grew up with, but to ensure Jabiim has the chance to tell new ones.