| Fahri | Date: Saturday, 23 Jul 2011, 9:35 PM | Message # 1 |
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[General]
Full name: Fahri Vel
Aliases: Aiyln Sortov, Misqall Vos
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Race: Human/Kiffar
Force sensitive: Unknown
Loyalty/affiliation: Chaotic/Neutral
[Appearance]
Hair: Platinum blonde, dreadlocks
Eyes: Violet
Height: 5' 9"
Weight: 140 lbs
Body type: Lithe, toned
Distinguishing marks: Kiffar facial markings, three horizontal lines across the left side of her cheek and nose
[Weapons, equipment and transportation]
- DC-17m w/ sniper attachment -
- Treppus-2 vibroblade -
- Cortosis cuffs -
- Neimoidian 'Sheathipede-class' transport shuttle -
[Traits]
- Cunning -
- Determined, if a bit stubborn -
- Persistant -
- Witty -
[Skills]
- Skilled sharpshooter -
- Persuasive/smooth talker -
- Card game hustler -
- Minor medical knowledge -
- Survival tactics -
[Bio]
Everything changed after that game of Sabaac on that dust ball of a planet, in that dive of a tavern in Mos Espa. After winning that hand, that junker of a ship was hers. Finally, she had a way to get out. To get away from it all, and live for herself, doing what it was she did best. Hunting. She owed it to her Kiffar father, her impeccable scavenging and poaching skill. And her cunning ability to talk her way out of situations? That was from her human mother. Fahri truly had the best of both worlds. It was what made her such an efficient bounty hunter. Raw determination and an animal like focus. So, with a ship, an arsenal, and a give 'em hell attitude, little Vel had begun her trek across galaxies, and hasn't dared look back.
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