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Posting Status: On Hiatus... again. Gomen. "The only way to do the impossible is to believe that they are possible." I have taken the Oath of Sangus.
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![]() Race: Zeltron Class: Haven't thought it out other than some sort of Scout/Jedi mix with perhaps a bit of Smuggler mixed in. As a warning I am knew to the system. Obviously not the world though. I have gotten access to the books which I didn't have the last time you recruited so I can finally join in if you will have me! Physical Description: Just like any other of her race Trix is the epidimy of beauty by human standards she has dark Violet Blue hair that cascades down beyond her shoulders and a deep gazing eyes to lure in anyone she would wish to. She has no sense of modesty and often dresses in such a way that she doesn't realize would be offensive to others. She embraces passion above all things and has no concept of why she would want to cover her beauty with something as simple as a robe. Personality: Trix is a flirtatious and ambitious Zeltron who can't get enough excitement and passion in her life. She has bounced around from various Casino cities and cantinas looking for something to quench her thirst for pleasure and excitement. She will take it any way she can get it and has never held back. Background: When she was a child the Jedi Master Mace Windu himself had identified Trix as a candidate for the Younglings. She went through the first years of training but when she rose to become a padawan it was quickly identified that she was far too promiscuous and emotional to become a jedi. She was expelled from the order on amiable terms simply because she did not want to sacrifice her passions for such a rigid moral code. For years Trix saw no need for the rigid moral code and sought out pleasure where ever she could find it. She spent most of her time on the Core worlds as that was where all the action was, casino houses, wealthy men to be taken advantage of, it was there for the taking. It was a blast at first until she got the attention of some of the less desirables. It happened on city in the mid rim where she had been making a killing working mark after mark to deepin her pockets with various winnings and gifts of seduction. She was holding a glass of port in the storm when she noticed her next mark. He was a idiotic smuggler who seemed to think more of himself than he should. It turned out that the drink might have impaired her judgement as she managed to whisk out his entire shipment of contraband firearms out from under him and his ship with it. Making her way from the planet she thought scot free, but it turned out said firearms were not the fools merch to lose and soon she had the attention of both the Hutts and The Galactic Empire itself was on her tail all putting a price on her head. She stashed the weapons and attempted to bounce from city to city but she now had a target on her back and her picture was posted everywhere. That was when Trix's life changed. She had noticed it for some time and never admitted it to herself. Things had not been the same since the Galactic Civil war. When the hammer came down from the Galactic Empire and suddenly all but the most elite were living in fear. The fun was all but gone and even those who went through the paces seemed to only be acting the part. Trix went further and further away from the core planets trying to find a place where freedom still existed without the tyrany of the empire's hand, but nothing but people struggling and trying to survive was in front of her. Now that all of the distractions were gone she realized just how lonely and desperate she had become. The rules of the order suddenly didn't seem so rigid compared to what she had faced now. Looking through her old things she remembered her childhood friends, her mentors, all gone. Or were they? There had been rumors here and there about some of those jedi who had survived, one of them might be one of her old friends or better yet a master? She knew now that the galaxy needed a jedi, it needed THE jedi. Doing something she hadn't done since she was a child she reached out with the force to see if she could sense something anything. Oddly enough there seemed to be some sort of pull. Something was telling her to head back to the heart of the danger, back to the Core worlds. For the first time in a long time, it sounded like fun. Personal Goals: Trix wants to make good on the training she gave up long ago. She intends to find someone who can teach her how to use the force and do her part in restoring the order. Player Goals: Whether Trix knows it or not she is still out for number one. Her only motivation to become a jedi is so that she can go back to the way things were, personal pleasure while others kept the galaxy safe from tyrants and fear. I would like to see her grow to actually care about others and the cause she is fighting for while learning to actually resist the temptation she has given into for so long. Contacts: Ta'Thul Hutt - A member of the Hutt family who is after her bounty. Zule D'un - A friend from her days as a Youngling who might still be alive. Thalek Pa'tek - A bounty hunter hired by the Empire who is tracking her with a personal vendetta as she had once made him look like a fool in front of a cantina in Coruscant. Last edited by Avner; Apr 16th, 2018 at 10:18 PM. |
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I have taken the Oath of Sangus. DM of: So You Wanna Be A Starfinder? | Blood on the Snow | Out Of The Abyss Very Very behind. So sorry if I owe you posts. Working on getting myself together to get back to work on here. |
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