Name: Talia Fett
Species: Kiffar
Age: 35
Sex: Female
Height: 5’2
Eyes: Green-grey
Hair: Red
Skin: Fair
Force Sensitive: Yes
++Psychometry - an inherited ability to read memories from force objects
++Strength - Talia’s focus on developing her powers has always been on enhancing her strength, to be able to take harder hits, deal out stronger strikes and push her endurance to the limits.
+/- Quick to judge, slow to trust
--Dulled force sense, no telepathic or mental abilities.
--Crippling fear of small spaces.
Born a kiffar, raised a mandalorian when her biological parents died. Talia had never needed to hide who she was until now. When Ra rose up again to meet Mia’s claim with blood and fire, the clan was divided. Some opted to stay out of it completely, others bellowed war cries and rushed to join Vizsla.
Talia stood with Mia. Not because she believed in Mia’s clean slate, but because she knew, as insane as the woman had become, that if they overthrew Ra, Mia would have submitted herself to justice...they would have had peace again.
She was there the day Ra hauled her body through the streets of the Iron City. She was there the day he called for the purge. Talia would not give up being who she was for the sake of a Mand’alor who claimed far more power than he should ever have had.
Talia left. Left behind her home and took to the skies like the nomads of old. Pursued by family and force hunters alike.
