Vashra Foss
Character
Vashra Foss
| Age | 19 human years/TD] |
| Species | Human |
| Gender | Female |
| Height | 165 centimeters |
| Weight | 50 kilograms |
| Force Sensitive | No |
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
At 19 standard years Vashra, stands at 165 centimeters with a lean, wiry frame weighing 50 kilograms. Her human features carry the harsh beauty of Nar Shaddaa's underbelly—sharp, angular cheekbones and a jawline that speaks of grit and defiance. Her skin is pale from years in the dim, neon-lit slums, marred by faint scars on her forearms and knuckles, souvenirs of street brawls and swoop gang scraps. Her eyes, a piercing gray-green, glint with cunning and a predatory edge, always scanning for the next opportunity—or threat. Vashra's naturally dark auburn hair is long and dyed bright blue She is strong and fast from fighting in the streets nd running from those fights she could not win. She usually wears a thick black leather jacket scruffed and patched from countless skirmishes, paired with dark cargo pants and heavy boots that conceal her vibroblade and regular knife. Vashra's appearance is a weapon in itself—she knows she's attractive by humanoid standards, with a sly, dangerous smile that can disarm or deceive. Her lips are often curled in a smirk, and there's a hardness to her gaze that betrays the brutal upbringing she endured. A BE-09 blaster pistol hangs at her hip, always within reach.
INVENTORY
Vibro blade and regular knife (hidden in her heavy boots)
Thick black leather jacket
Fingerless pilots gloves
An old XS stock light freighter, the Red Dagger
BE-09 Blaster Pistol
PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
Vashra Foss is a survivor carved from the jagged edges of Nar Shaddaa. She's cold, calculating, and always three steps ahead, with a smile that can charm or chill depending on her intent. Trust is a currency she doesn't trade in, and mercy is a word she's never learned. If you're dealing with Vashra, remember: she's in it for herself, and she plays to win. Always.
STRENGTHS
It´s All in the reflexes: Vashra developed dazzling reflexes since she straddled her first swoop bike, as good as they get without augmentations and that makes her one hell of pilot and swoop jockey
Looks can kill: Vashra knows she is good looking by the standards of most humanoids and beyond and she knows how to use it She even works out with weights made from scrap metal just to keep her looks sharp – as sharp as the knife behind her smile
No tricks: Vashra stays away from spice, other narcotics, alcoholic beverages and tobacco. She is happy to sell such things to every loser who needs them but she will not allow herself such weakness. Together with her harsh upbringing this has done wonders for her willpower. Vashra not only shrugs off vices but also Jedi Mind tricks and is at least very resistant to other forms of mental influence
WEAKNESSES
Untrustworthy: A trail of dead business partners have given Vashra a reputation in criminal circles that you can do business with her – as long as your blaster is firmly aimed at her head
Greed: Credits talk and this Vashra´s native tongue, she will go after the gold pot no matter what
HISTORY
Growing up in slavery on Nar Shaddaa is hard. Vashra Foss is even harder. Her parents were owned by a Hutt loan shark and Vashra was born with the promise to spend her life in slavery as well, perhaps as a dancing entertainment for her Hutt master if she was lucky. It was the first of many promises Vashra broke. She escaped at the age of twelve and hit the streets of Nar Shaddaa knowing her parents would likely die fdor her escape. But they were dead anyway, they just hadn´t realized it yet.
Vashra joined a swoop gang and riding these bikes honed her reflexes. She was taken in by a kind old tramp captain who took pity at the street urchin after she had tried to steal his cargo. Vashra was happy to get off the planet because the theft had happened without the approval of her gang and she hadn´t exactly planned to share the profits.
By the age of fifteen Vashra could fly the old traders ship so fittingly named Rust Bucket like a pro, much better than the old man himself. That year she renamed trhe ship Red Dagger. That was how her blade looked after Vashra stabbed the old fool for blowing the only lucrative deal he´d ever come across. It was not her first kill but the first time she shipped spice and made good credits.
At first few of thew players in thew spice business took her seriously. Her piloting skills and a few cold bodies in hewr trail changed that. Vashra is known now for being all business, no quarters given.
Beware of a young girl from the Smuggler Moon.
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