Zandra Tanaka
Lady Luck
Lady Luck
NAME: Zandra Tanaka
FACTION:
RANK:
SPECIES: Echani
AGE: 48
SEX: female
HEIGHT: 5'3
WEIGHT: 130lbs
EYES: pale gray
HAIR: white, dyed blonde
SKIN: pale
FORCE SENSITIVE: barely
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
APPEARANCE:
Zandra is a woman who was once very beautiful before a life of bad decisions caught up with her. Now she is a ghost of her former self, scarred and damaged. She is petite, with a wide friendly smile, and dangerous pale eyes. Her hair is white at the roots, despite her best attempts to pass herself off as a human. One hand is cybernetic, and she bears many scars and old battle wounds.
BIOGRAPHY:
Zandra was a wild thing in her youth. While her elder sisters were off being the perfect example of Echani brilliance, Zandra was off trying her very hardest not to follow in her family's footsteps. She would go through the hard training and do what she could to not infuriate her people. That wasn't even up for discussion. But she would do it in a way that kept her true self on the surface. She was absolutely not suited to serve on, well, anything, and she was much too lazy for any military service. Life was too short to be cannon fodder for someone's war and nobody knew how to appreciate her 'style'.
During her entire existence, Zandra had a serious love affair with Lady Luck. Unexplained miracles would happen around her. For example, she would trip and find credits on the ground, or in a fight she would throw her weapon at her enemy (most of the time out of sheer frustration), miss, but knock something over that would fall on her opponent anyway. This sort of 'dumb luck' seemed to follow her everywhere. She began to almost regard it as a 'talent' and worship this 'Lady Luck' as some sort of deity. For the first few years after she stole a freighter and ran away from home, she survived solely on theft and gambling.
Eventually, she was recruited into something bigger and better. More danger, more credits, more crime. Piracy. And she was damn good at it too. For a good few years, she was simply known as 'Lady Z'.
But things that good so often end. She retired from crime... for love. Not just any ordinary love. This was once in a life time, soul stealing, heart imploding love. A soldier, a man of morals. She saved his life on a whim, he bought her a drink. Marriage followed after. It was fast, it was foolish, it was beautiful.
And then, one day, he vanished while out working. No word. No body was ever found. He was never seen again.
Zandra spend the bulk of her thirties looking for him. She went everywhere. She met people. She did everything. But there wasn't even a clue. He was just gone. The moment that hit, she turned to old habits, spice, gambling. It was a struggle, but she eventually found her way out of her despair.
Although she still struggles with her dangerous drug addiction, she threw herself into creating a haven for wayward souls like her. A place for those who the Galaxy left behind to have a drink, find work, or simply find peace. She opened her own little Cantina on Nar Shadaa, which she affectionately called 'Nameless'.
SHIP:
an old XS stock light freighter, falling to bits and barely functional that she affectionately calls Beauty
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NAME: Zandra Tanaka
FACTION:
RANK:
SPECIES: Echani
AGE: 48
SEX: female
HEIGHT: 5'3
WEIGHT: 130lbs
EYES: pale gray
HAIR: white, dyed blonde
SKIN: pale
FORCE SENSITIVE: barely
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
- Extremely lucky- things seem to have a way of working out
- Creative- every problem has a solution if you try hard enough
- Agile- Echani born and raised, Zandra is quick on her feet and dangerous in hand to hand combat.
- Spice Addict- her addiciton has been a struggle for years.
- Weak left ankle- an old injury that sometimes acts up
- Heartbroken- Even after 20 years, old hurts remain
APPEARANCE:
Zandra is a woman who was once very beautiful before a life of bad decisions caught up with her. Now she is a ghost of her former self, scarred and damaged. She is petite, with a wide friendly smile, and dangerous pale eyes. Her hair is white at the roots, despite her best attempts to pass herself off as a human. One hand is cybernetic, and she bears many scars and old battle wounds.
BIOGRAPHY:
Zandra was a wild thing in her youth. While her elder sisters were off being the perfect example of Echani brilliance, Zandra was off trying her very hardest not to follow in her family's footsteps. She would go through the hard training and do what she could to not infuriate her people. That wasn't even up for discussion. But she would do it in a way that kept her true self on the surface. She was absolutely not suited to serve on, well, anything, and she was much too lazy for any military service. Life was too short to be cannon fodder for someone's war and nobody knew how to appreciate her 'style'.
During her entire existence, Zandra had a serious love affair with Lady Luck. Unexplained miracles would happen around her. For example, she would trip and find credits on the ground, or in a fight she would throw her weapon at her enemy (most of the time out of sheer frustration), miss, but knock something over that would fall on her opponent anyway. This sort of 'dumb luck' seemed to follow her everywhere. She began to almost regard it as a 'talent' and worship this 'Lady Luck' as some sort of deity. For the first few years after she stole a freighter and ran away from home, she survived solely on theft and gambling.
Eventually, she was recruited into something bigger and better. More danger, more credits, more crime. Piracy. And she was damn good at it too. For a good few years, she was simply known as 'Lady Z'.
But things that good so often end. She retired from crime... for love. Not just any ordinary love. This was once in a life time, soul stealing, heart imploding love. A soldier, a man of morals. She saved his life on a whim, he bought her a drink. Marriage followed after. It was fast, it was foolish, it was beautiful.
And then, one day, he vanished while out working. No word. No body was ever found. He was never seen again.
Zandra spend the bulk of her thirties looking for him. She went everywhere. She met people. She did everything. But there wasn't even a clue. He was just gone. The moment that hit, she turned to old habits, spice, gambling. It was a struggle, but she eventually found her way out of her despair.
Although she still struggles with her dangerous drug addiction, she threw herself into creating a haven for wayward souls like her. A place for those who the Galaxy left behind to have a drink, find work, or simply find peace. She opened her own little Cantina on Nar Shadaa, which she affectionately called 'Nameless'.
SHIP:
an old XS stock light freighter, falling to bits and barely functional that she affectionately calls Beauty
KILLS:
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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