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NAME: Serrena Merrill, a.k.a. Skeevi (they/them)FACTION: Darkwire
RANK: Street kid
SPECIES: Dathomiri Zabrak but literally might be part Jawa
AGE: Mid teens
HEIGHT: Short
WEIGHT: Wiry
EYES: Brown, yellow in the right light
HAIR: Dark brown in a very long braid, has Dathomiri Zabrak horns
SKIN: Olive
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
—Injured their knee years ago, modder botched the replacement. Even with a good prosthetic they'll always have a serious limp.
—Formal Force training limited to lessons from a Dagoyan glitbiter in Volgho Hollows.
Decent tattooist and capable of installing basic/improvised cyborg mods. Primary hero worship target:
Doc Painless
—Extensive collection of unhoused street-kid traumas.
—Zero trust in authority.
—High aptitude for scavenging.
—Superb at fitting into small places that might not have been there before.
—Bit of a hoarder.
—Gremlin.
APPEARANCE: You might see Skeevi as a Zabrak street kid in a yellow coat. You might see them as a Check Engine light and a missing component that turns up in some backalley cyborg rig.
BIOGRAPHY: Skeevi is the grandchild of the Dathomiri alchemist Rave Merrill. Courtesy of two generations of estrangement and neglect, they grew up in Seven Corners with no money, no connections, nothing but a talent and a name.
After a particularly rough CorpSec crackdown, Skeevi fell in with Darkwire in their mid teens. The limiting factor, as ever, was Skeevi's permanent limp. The running part of shadowrunner work was never in the cards. But Skeevi did bring value to the table: a tattoo gun, a cybernetics patch kit, and a genuine gift for pissing the wrong people off.
SHIP: None. As of 874 ABY, Skeevi's never set foot on a functional starship.
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