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Fandom Star Wars - Operation Life Raft - OOC (full)
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Ian Temero
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Naomie Engalhart
Age: 20Race: Human (Half-Echani)
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 127 lbs
Profession: Jedi Knight (Consular)
Personality:
Gentle. That would be how most would describe Naomie; A gentle soul who wouldn't hurt a fly. She hold a deep and profound love and respect for life, preferring to solve any and all problem through words rather than violence. And yet, contradictory, she has picked up the echani's love of combat. As long as bloodshed is not involved she is more than happy to accept a duel from anyone that might request it.
History:
There's not much to say here. Naomie was found by the seekers when she was four and was brought into the Jedi Order. She was quiet and studious, giving her teachers no trouble (except when she got over eager in combat classes). Her time as a padawan went by without much commotion and she graduated to a Jedi Knight only recently. Operation Life Raft is her first official mission as a Jedi.
Abilities:
Lightsaber Forms: II & III
Naomie is skilled in both Makashi and Soresu, being able to fluidly switch between the solid defense of Form II and the graceful offense of Form III
Force Techniques: Alter Mind
Naomie specializes in force abilities that effect the minds and emotions of those around her. She is especially proficient in the following.
- Force Empathy
- Battle Meditation
- Force Illusion
LibbyM098
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Name: Mercury and Danicel Starrider
Age: 18
Race: Human Jedi / Padawans
Physical Description: Both boys are identical apart from Mercury having a scar going through his left eyebrow and the fact he has a robotic left arm. They are well built and both have Blonde hair and striking aqua eyes.
Profession: Jedi Padawans
Personality: Mercury has a thing for always pushing his limits with the Jedi code. He's always been the rebel of the group. He also trys not to have a strong connection with the force and he likes to be in control of his own destiny.
Danicel is much different from his elder twin. He has a stong connection with the force and this can lead him to being over come by it. Often going into trances with it for hours to days. The council has even considered making him a master even at his young age, but they worry as what that would do to Mercury. Mercury already balances on a knife edge and they can only do what is necessary to keep the boys balanced. This is why Danical is not a master and won't be for a while. And he is glad for it. Even tho he has his lightsaber, he will always try to find a peaceful alternative were no one dies, unlike Mercury who would rather kill first then ask questions.
History: Both boys were born into royal blood on Naboo and kept safe under the watchful eye of there mother. Unfortunately no one knew who their father was and it was believed to be someone who had fallen to the darkside of the force. But needless to say from darkness came light when twin boys where born.
Mercury and Danical grew up never knowing about there father or who he may be. It wasn't until they where of 3 years of age that their mother knew she could no longer hide her children from the Jedi.
She handed them over to the Jedi council in tears and never saw her boys again.
Both boys exceled in training, but one had a darkness in him.
As teens Mercury had always been trying to push the limits and had been reprimanded on many occasions by his Master.
Both boys had always been inseparable. One full of light and peace, the other full of raw emotion, but together they created a balance between themselves and the force stayed strong within them.
That was until Mercury lost an arm in battle. After that even with the robotic replacement of his left arm... he started to shut himself out of the force and not let people close to him.
Abilities: Both brothers have been trained in the skill of the lightsaber and both of there's are the color of Gold.
Danical has been known to stop flying blasts from a gun in mid air with the force although he got his brother to shoot at him when he was highly focussing on nothing but the gun and the blast ray.
Needless to say their Master was impressed... but also frustrated that they had somehow got their hands on a blaster and willingly shot it at each other.
Danicel has never succeeded in doing this in battle mainly because his Master won't allow him to try it on the field yet.
He will always go to use the force before he even touches his lightsaber. Killing for him is the last option.
Mercury how ever loves using his lightsaber and has also been known to be a skilled marksman with a blaster although the blaster was found by his Master and taken away. He rarely ever uses the force.
Miscellaneous: Danical has a sweet tooth and Mercury actually likes reading although he would never admit to it.
Age: 18
Race: Human Jedi / Padawans
Physical Description: Both boys are identical apart from Mercury having a scar going through his left eyebrow and the fact he has a robotic left arm. They are well built and both have Blonde hair and striking aqua eyes.
Profession: Jedi Padawans
Personality: Mercury has a thing for always pushing his limits with the Jedi code. He's always been the rebel of the group. He also trys not to have a strong connection with the force and he likes to be in control of his own destiny.
Danicel is much different from his elder twin. He has a stong connection with the force and this can lead him to being over come by it. Often going into trances with it for hours to days. The council has even considered making him a master even at his young age, but they worry as what that would do to Mercury. Mercury already balances on a knife edge and they can only do what is necessary to keep the boys balanced. This is why Danical is not a master and won't be for a while. And he is glad for it. Even tho he has his lightsaber, he will always try to find a peaceful alternative were no one dies, unlike Mercury who would rather kill first then ask questions.
History: Both boys were born into royal blood on Naboo and kept safe under the watchful eye of there mother. Unfortunately no one knew who their father was and it was believed to be someone who had fallen to the darkside of the force. But needless to say from darkness came light when twin boys where born.
Mercury and Danical grew up never knowing about there father or who he may be. It wasn't until they where of 3 years of age that their mother knew she could no longer hide her children from the Jedi.
She handed them over to the Jedi council in tears and never saw her boys again.
Both boys exceled in training, but one had a darkness in him.
As teens Mercury had always been trying to push the limits and had been reprimanded on many occasions by his Master.
Both boys had always been inseparable. One full of light and peace, the other full of raw emotion, but together they created a balance between themselves and the force stayed strong within them.
That was until Mercury lost an arm in battle. After that even with the robotic replacement of his left arm... he started to shut himself out of the force and not let people close to him.
Abilities: Both brothers have been trained in the skill of the lightsaber and both of there's are the color of Gold.
Danical has been known to stop flying blasts from a gun in mid air with the force although he got his brother to shoot at him when he was highly focussing on nothing but the gun and the blast ray.
Needless to say their Master was impressed... but also frustrated that they had somehow got their hands on a blaster and willingly shot it at each other.
Danicel has never succeeded in doing this in battle mainly because his Master won't allow him to try it on the field yet.
He will always go to use the force before he even touches his lightsaber. Killing for him is the last option.
Mercury how ever loves using his lightsaber and has also been known to be a skilled marksman with a blaster although the blaster was found by his Master and taken away. He rarely ever uses the force.
Miscellaneous: Danical has a sweet tooth and Mercury actually likes reading although he would never admit to it.
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LibbyM098
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Name: Aurora Australis
Age: 20
Race: Zabrak and Human hybrid.
Physical Description: Lylack eyes and purple skin with dark purple hair. She also has light purple markings on her forehead and under her eyes. Credit to the artist in the face clame.
Profession: Smuggler
Personality: Determined and cheeky. Being a smuggler since she was a child has led to a habit of stealing. She also loves going to the club and having a bit of fun. She is a force to be reckoned with in the skies as she was trained by her father who was a Zabrak Smuggler.
History: Aurora grew up on her father's ship and never knew her mother as she died giving birth.
Aurora learned everything from her father and soon started winning races at the age of 5 for extra pocket money.
Having become an excellent pilot from a young age her father knew he could count on her to help him with his business.
She also learned how to smuggle things in plain sight. How to be sneeky and steal.
It was all going so well until they where smuggling a criminal from one side of the galaxy to the other.
The job was risky and soon ended in disaster.
Their ship got raided by Bounty Hunters and in the mess her father was shot dead.
They then turned to the young teen and shot her twice by the very man her father had tired to smuggle to safety, leaving her to die beside her father.
But her wounds weren't fatal and by some miracle she survived.
It was when all 5 men had gone to the cockpit, Aurora had dragged herself to the engineers quarters at the back of the ship.
She was able to patch herself up save her own life.
That was when she knew what she had to do.
The man they were smuggling was with the Bounty Hunters and they where here to still her Fathers ship... The Firefly.
She knew what she had to do and she did it quickly.
She opened up one of the panel on the side of the wall that was hiding a kill switch.
She pressed it and the entire ship was filled with toxic gas apart from the engineers quarters.
She stayed by herself in that little room for 24 hours until the gas had done it's job and new fresh air had filled the ship again.
She limped out of the engineers quarters and past her father's body and into the cockpit to find only 4 bodies. The man that had killed her father and shot her, had gotten away.
She made an oath that day, to never stop looking for the Bounty Hunter that killed her father. If she ever saw him again. She would be the last thing he ever saw.
Abilities: She is a skilled pilot and isn't a bad shot with her ships fighter blasters. She can usually fix anything broken on her ship pretty good as well, but the patch up jobs never look the most prettiest.
Miscellaneous: Never says no to a good paying job or a cold drink.
Age: 20
Race: Zabrak and Human hybrid.
Physical Description: Lylack eyes and purple skin with dark purple hair. She also has light purple markings on her forehead and under her eyes. Credit to the artist in the face clame.
Profession: Smuggler
Personality: Determined and cheeky. Being a smuggler since she was a child has led to a habit of stealing. She also loves going to the club and having a bit of fun. She is a force to be reckoned with in the skies as she was trained by her father who was a Zabrak Smuggler.
History: Aurora grew up on her father's ship and never knew her mother as she died giving birth.
Aurora learned everything from her father and soon started winning races at the age of 5 for extra pocket money.
Having become an excellent pilot from a young age her father knew he could count on her to help him with his business.
She also learned how to smuggle things in plain sight. How to be sneeky and steal.
It was all going so well until they where smuggling a criminal from one side of the galaxy to the other.
The job was risky and soon ended in disaster.
Their ship got raided by Bounty Hunters and in the mess her father was shot dead.
They then turned to the young teen and shot her twice by the very man her father had tired to smuggle to safety, leaving her to die beside her father.
But her wounds weren't fatal and by some miracle she survived.
It was when all 5 men had gone to the cockpit, Aurora had dragged herself to the engineers quarters at the back of the ship.
She was able to patch herself up save her own life.
That was when she knew what she had to do.
The man they were smuggling was with the Bounty Hunters and they where here to still her Fathers ship... The Firefly.
She knew what she had to do and she did it quickly.
She opened up one of the panel on the side of the wall that was hiding a kill switch.
She pressed it and the entire ship was filled with toxic gas apart from the engineers quarters.
She stayed by herself in that little room for 24 hours until the gas had done it's job and new fresh air had filled the ship again.
She limped out of the engineers quarters and past her father's body and into the cockpit to find only 4 bodies. The man that had killed her father and shot her, had gotten away.
She made an oath that day, to never stop looking for the Bounty Hunter that killed her father. If she ever saw him again. She would be the last thing he ever saw.
Abilities: She is a skilled pilot and isn't a bad shot with her ships fighter blasters. She can usually fix anything broken on her ship pretty good as well, but the patch up jobs never look the most prettiest.
Miscellaneous: Never says no to a good paying job or a cold drink.
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LibbyM098
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Name: Altair Capella
Age: 50
Race: Nautolan
Physical Description: Strong, muscular and is always well dressed. His skin color is a deep turquoise with various different patterns over his body.
Profession: Master Jedi
Personality: He can come across as hard and assertive, but once you get to know him it is only because he cares. He has a big heart and has a soft spot for his two padawans, Mercury and Danicel.
He is stubborn at times but only when he his 100 percent sure his way is the right way.
History: Growing up he was always at the top of his class. He was smart and always held a high respect for his elders.
It wasn't untill he was a Master was when he was given his hardest task... keeping two twin boys who where strong in the force in line. He soon grew to love the two human boys and thought of them as his own. He never knew what it was like to have children, but the twins where the closest he would ever get to experiencing it.
Mercury was his trickster and Altair had stopped him on many a time from pranking the elders.
Danicel was different again. He was a deep thinker and always held the elders in high respect.
Together the boys were a perfect balance between mischief and harmony.
It was when the boys were 16 that Altair failed them. His own padawas hurt on a mission.
Danicel had survived the rock fall with only a few broken bones... but Mercury... His left arm was completely crushed behond repair.
Danicel grew closer to his Master after this, but Mercury grew further away from him.
Altair had blamed himself for this and continues to try and mend the bond between Master and Padawan.
What happened that day had changed Mercury and all Altair could try and do was direct him to the light.
Abilities: He is strong in the force, but not like his Padawan Danicel. Altair's is very wise and from the force has been able to learn and white many books for the library.
In combat he is a force to be recond with. Not only is his physical strength incredible, but with his two blue lightsaber he is a master in hand to hand combat.
Miscellaneous: He will always protect the weaker people before the stronger. He is more of a protector and will never start a fight, but he'll finish them.
Age: 50
Race: Nautolan
Physical Description: Strong, muscular and is always well dressed. His skin color is a deep turquoise with various different patterns over his body.
Profession: Master Jedi
Personality: He can come across as hard and assertive, but once you get to know him it is only because he cares. He has a big heart and has a soft spot for his two padawans, Mercury and Danicel.
He is stubborn at times but only when he his 100 percent sure his way is the right way.
History: Growing up he was always at the top of his class. He was smart and always held a high respect for his elders.
It wasn't untill he was a Master was when he was given his hardest task... keeping two twin boys who where strong in the force in line. He soon grew to love the two human boys and thought of them as his own. He never knew what it was like to have children, but the twins where the closest he would ever get to experiencing it.
Mercury was his trickster and Altair had stopped him on many a time from pranking the elders.
Danicel was different again. He was a deep thinker and always held the elders in high respect.
Together the boys were a perfect balance between mischief and harmony.
It was when the boys were 16 that Altair failed them. His own padawas hurt on a mission.
Danicel had survived the rock fall with only a few broken bones... but Mercury... His left arm was completely crushed behond repair.
Danicel grew closer to his Master after this, but Mercury grew further away from him.
Altair had blamed himself for this and continues to try and mend the bond between Master and Padawan.
What happened that day had changed Mercury and all Altair could try and do was direct him to the light.
Abilities: He is strong in the force, but not like his Padawan Danicel. Altair's is very wise and from the force has been able to learn and white many books for the library.
In combat he is a force to be recond with. Not only is his physical strength incredible, but with his two blue lightsaber he is a master in hand to hand combat.
Miscellaneous: He will always protect the weaker people before the stronger. He is more of a protector and will never start a fight, but he'll finish them.
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Naomie EngalhartAge: 20
Race: Human (Half-Echani)
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 127 lbs
Profession: Jedi Knight (Consular)
Personality:
Gentle. That would be how most would describe Naomie; A gentle soul who wouldn't hurt a fly. She hold a deep and profound love and respect for life, preferring to solve any and all problem through words rather than violence. And yet, contradictory, she has picked up the echani's love of combat. As long as bloodshed is not involved she is more than happy to accept a duel from anyone that might request it.
History:
There's not much to say here. Naomie was found by the seekers when she was four and was brought into the Jedi Order. She was quiet and studious, giving her teachers no trouble (except when she got over eager in combat classes). Her time as a padawan went by without much commotion and she graduated to a Jedi Knight only recently. Operation Life Raft is her first official mission as a Jedi.
Abilities:
Lightsaber Forms: II & III
Naomie is skilled in both Makashi and Soresu, being able to fluidly switch between the solid defense of Form II and the graceful offense of Form III
Force Techniques: Alter Mind
Naomie specializes in force abilities that effect the minds and emotions of those around her. She is especially proficient in the following.
- Force Empathy
- Battle Meditation
- Force Illusion
Naomie is accepted!
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LibbyM098
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Thanks everyone for applying, and working with me on any edits that needed to be done! The goal is to start the IC no later than Sunday!
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We are ‘unofficially’ full, pending approval for two character entries! Thanks everyone for showing interest.
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Second Lieutenant Neala Valyn
Age: 30
Race: Twi'lek
Physical Description: Neala stands at 5'9" and packs a fair amount of muscle from years of hauling heavy equipment and working as a mechanic. Her skin is pale yellow with stripes tattooed on her head, shoulders and lekku, and her eyes are light brown. Despite the stereotypes of her species, her face is rather plain and not conventionally attractive. Not that she cares. When not in her plainclothes, she wears the typical Republic soldier gear with modifications to accommodate her extra equipment. She wears goggles so often that when she's not wearing them ring-shaped marks are visible around her eyes.
Profession: Republic Soldier/ Tech Specialist
Personality: Sociable, witty, sometimes crude, and always up for a friendly debate, Neala can often be found knocking back a few drinks in the local bar or cantina with friends or strangers on her off days. Because of her humble roots she's surprisingly down to earth for someone of her educational background, though if you let her she may talk your ear off about improvements she'd like to make to standard military tech, or why she hates the latest series of astromechs. She'll crack a joke whenever one comes to mind- whether it's prudent or not- and enjoys teasing her colleagues as often as she can get away with it.
History: Neala was born the middle child of a boisterous working class family on Coruscant and grew up alongside four brothers. Her mother was a part-time waitress, and her father owned a vehicle repair shop. From a young age, Neala demonstrated a hearty thirst for knowledge and loved to watch her father at work, pestering him with questions and learning the inner workings of various engines and motors. Though she was a bit of a troublemaker in school, she was very dedicated to the subjects that interested her, namely anything to do with science or computers. At age twelve, she built a small droid from spare parts. Because she had such a knack for repair work, her father took her on as a wage-earning employee in her early teens, allowing her to save up for higher education (and keeping her out of trouble... mostly). In high school a friend told about a Republic Military program that would pay for her education in exchange for her service. Until then she hadn't considered joining the military, but when she realized it would allow her to travel to distant worlds, perhaps even undiscovered ones, the question was decided. It was hard going, and the structure and discipline took some getting used to, but overall she'd say it changed her life for the better. Getting assigned to Operation: Life Raft was a dream come true...
Abilities/Strengths:
Technical Expertise: She is a licensed mechanic and droid repair technician and has a degree in computer science from a moderately prestigious university. As a result she is capable of performing most necessary repairs on ships, speeders, and utility vehicles, but she is more experienced with smaller classes of ships. She is also skilled in the use of computers and is capable of hacking.
Combat Training: Like every military recruit, she is trained in hand-to-hand combat and the use of blasters.
Creative Thinker: Her penchant for lateral thinking makes her a great problem solver, and thanks to her curiosity, she's amassed a broad, if shallow, knowledge of various fields, allowing for unique solutions.
Physical Abilities: Years of working with heavy equipment have forced Neala to develop a respectable level of strength and stamina.
Weaknesses:
Distractible: Neala is excellent at starting projects, but not so much at finishing them- at any given time her quarters are littered with objects in various states of assembly, which she promises to get around to "eventually". She can also be forgetful of details or slip into daydreaming at inopportune times.
Hand-to-Hand Combat: Because of her exclusive focus on weapons and gadgets, Neala is somewhat out of her element when it comes to fighting with just her bare hands.
Jack-of-All-Trades: There are so many fascinating avenues of study available that Neala has always found it hard to narrow her focus to just one. On the one hand, she has knowledge of many different fields, but on the other, she isn't the highest level expert in any of them, and may need assistance with more specialized or advanced repairs.
Lazy: When she feels passionate about something, Neala is highly motivated, but struggles when it comes to anything she doesn't want to do. She also tends to procrastinate.
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Age: 30
Race: Twi'lek
Physical Description: Neala stands at 5'9" and packs a fair amount of muscle from years of hauling heavy equipment and working as a mechanic. Her skin is pale yellow with stripes tattooed on her head, shoulders and lekku, and her eyes are light brown. Despite the stereotypes of her species, her face is rather plain and not conventionally attractive. Not that she cares. When not in her plainclothes, she wears the typical Republic soldier gear with modifications to accommodate her extra equipment. She wears goggles so often that when she's not wearing them ring-shaped marks are visible around her eyes.
Profession: Republic Soldier/ Tech Specialist
Personality: Sociable, witty, sometimes crude, and always up for a friendly debate, Neala can often be found knocking back a few drinks in the local bar or cantina with friends or strangers on her off days. Because of her humble roots she's surprisingly down to earth for someone of her educational background, though if you let her she may talk your ear off about improvements she'd like to make to standard military tech, or why she hates the latest series of astromechs. She'll crack a joke whenever one comes to mind- whether it's prudent or not- and enjoys teasing her colleagues as often as she can get away with it.
History: Neala was born the middle child of a boisterous working class family on Coruscant and grew up alongside four brothers. Her mother was a part-time waitress, and her father owned a vehicle repair shop. From a young age, Neala demonstrated a hearty thirst for knowledge and loved to watch her father at work, pestering him with questions and learning the inner workings of various engines and motors. Though she was a bit of a troublemaker in school, she was very dedicated to the subjects that interested her, namely anything to do with science or computers. At age twelve, she built a small droid from spare parts. Because she had such a knack for repair work, her father took her on as a wage-earning employee in her early teens, allowing her to save up for higher education (and keeping her out of trouble... mostly). In high school a friend told about a Republic Military program that would pay for her education in exchange for her service. Until then she hadn't considered joining the military, but when she realized it would allow her to travel to distant worlds, perhaps even undiscovered ones, the question was decided. It was hard going, and the structure and discipline took some getting used to, but overall she'd say it changed her life for the better. Getting assigned to Operation: Life Raft was a dream come true...
Abilities/Strengths:
Technical Expertise: She is a licensed mechanic and droid repair technician and has a degree in computer science from a moderately prestigious university. As a result she is capable of performing most necessary repairs on ships, speeders, and utility vehicles, but she is more experienced with smaller classes of ships. She is also skilled in the use of computers and is capable of hacking.
Combat Training: Like every military recruit, she is trained in hand-to-hand combat and the use of blasters.
Creative Thinker: Her penchant for lateral thinking makes her a great problem solver, and thanks to her curiosity, she's amassed a broad, if shallow, knowledge of various fields, allowing for unique solutions.
Physical Abilities: Years of working with heavy equipment have forced Neala to develop a respectable level of strength and stamina.
Weaknesses:
Distractible: Neala is excellent at starting projects, but not so much at finishing them- at any given time her quarters are littered with objects in various states of assembly, which she promises to get around to "eventually". She can also be forgetful of details or slip into daydreaming at inopportune times.
Hand-to-Hand Combat: Because of her exclusive focus on weapons and gadgets, Neala is somewhat out of her element when it comes to fighting with just her bare hands.
Jack-of-All-Trades: There are so many fascinating avenues of study available that Neala has always found it hard to narrow her focus to just one. On the one hand, she has knowledge of many different fields, but on the other, she isn't the highest level expert in any of them, and may need assistance with more specialized or advanced repairs.
Lazy: When she feels passionate about something, Neala is highly motivated, but struggles when it comes to anything she doesn't want to do. She also tends to procrastinate.
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Name: Jain Beroya of Clan Beroya, House Vizsla
Age: 36
Race: Mandalorian
Physical Description: Jain is 5'8", massing about 154 lbs without armor. This Mandalorian is habitually clad in gleaming beskar armor inherited from her grand-aunt. She's commonly armed with a EE-3 carbine blaster rifle affixed to an armor mount on the back of her armor, and she wears a Westar-35 blaster pistol holstered at her side. In the unlikely event she ever removes her helmet or armor around others, witnesses would see a youthful blonde woman with the physique of someone who is obsessive about their exercise.
Profession: Chief Medical Officer and Exobiologist for the Lighthouse.
Personality: Remarkably pleasant, once a patient or a colleague gets past the helmet. Jain has a finely honed optimistic bedside manner, so deeply ingrained that even a helmet voice filter can't keep out her natural warmth. She never seems to be 'off-duty' though and she can be difficult to get to know. Partly due to Mandalorian reserve and partly due to her own guilt and regrets.
History: Jain was born into Clan Beroya, the second daughter of a remarkably successful Mandalorian warrior. She grew up in the shadow of a father she could never live up to. Initially following in his footsteps in her youth, Jain learned how to fight, how to hunt and how to cherish her heritage above all else. By the time she was old enough to inherit her grand-aunt's family armor, though, Jain knew her destiny lay elsewhere. She let her siblings follow her father's path of glory, choosing instead to learn the arts of medicine from her physician uncle, Orlan Beroya.
She was 22 years old and still an apprentice when the Mandalorian Civil War broke out in 116 BBY. And like most civil wars, the sides were drawn well in advance. Her Clan began the conflict staunchly on the side of the traditionalists, and once House Vizsla came over to side with the pacifist New Mandalorian movement, Clan Beroya broke with their House to side with the Old Mandalorian movement. For Jain, she supported her Clan when the Civil War went hot, treating the wounded on the battlefield under her uncle's oversight. Like many doctors, she ended up with patients from both sides under her care. The courage of the New Mandalorians impressed her enough to listen to them and, in the end, she couldn't deny their critique was true; the Way of the Mandalore might make the Mandalorian people great but following the Way had brought ruin to their world.
Then the Civil War was won, not through decisive victory but by the majority of Mandalorians deciding they'd had enough. With the New Mandalorian movement given firm support, the Old Mandalorian movement chose to abandon their homeworld...and Jain and her uncle didn't. Clan Beroya departed for Vlemoth Port including her husband, her son and her daughter. But for Jain, the Way of the Mandalore was for Mandalorians. Her people remained on Mandalore, their home.
Jain finished her medical studies by the time the New Mandalorian government consolidated power and sent diplomats to the Galactic Republic. The remnants of Clan Beroya were viewed with suspicion by the pacifist majority, leading Jain to take advantage of an offer to study medicine in the Republic as part of a cultural exchange program. At the age of 30, Jain became an accredited trauma surgeon graduate of the First Republic Medical Academy of Coruscant. She remained on planet a further four years, transferring to the Academy's parent organization, the University of Coruscant to gain accreditation in Exobiology with an emphasis in cross-species genetics and exozoology. When the Separatist Rebellion began, she supported certain classified research during her studies but resigned from the effort once her accreditation was complete, citing patriotic loyalty to the principles of the New Mandalorian government.
Her cheerful temperament and keen mind impressed one of her professors enough that he recommended her for a fellowship with the Intergalactic Zoological Society. There, Jain served for a year as a scientific consultant on a joint mission with the Republic Survey Corps to study newly chartered worlds for possible colonization efforts...and potentially backup sites for the Republic to fall back to if the Separatist Rebellion went badly.
Then the Galactic Republic won its conflict. Jain was recalled to Mandalore to brief the New Mandalorian government on her experiences over the last decade. By the time the Ruling Council opted to begin formal relations for a closer relationship with the Republic, Jain had spent enough time home to realize her people had already largely abandoned the Way, leaving her ever more the stranger among them. She explored the prospect of reuniting with her husband and children but discovered Clan Beroya had become insular mercenaries...and her time in the Republic had left her with a taste for purpose beyond conflict for coin.
Then she caught wind of a special Rescue & Exploration team being put together to continue the recovery work from the Great Disaster. Jain couldn't rejoin Clan Beroya, found Mandalore uncomfortable to remain on and had nowhere to go in the Republic. A few months or years spent in the remote reaches of space sounds perfect.
Abilities:
Physician: Jain studied battlefield medicine, field surgery and triage under the excellent Mandalorian healer Orlan Beroya. She is also a credentialed trauma surgeon on Coruscant.
Scientist: She's spent all of her 30s studying and conducting research in exobiology, Jain is broadly familiar with the medical history and genetics of many major species in the galaxy. She's particularly good at finding common genetic markers and traits in newly discovered species according to her CV. Jain's experience at cross-species bioweaponry isn't documented in her CV at all.
Mandalorian Warrior: Like all of the Old Mandalorians, Jain has been exposed to conflict from infancy. She's a good shot with the rifle or pistol, experienced at hitting moving targets under battlefield conditions. While not a tactician, she's experienced a lot of fighting and is good at following or even intuiting orders.
Miscellaneous: Jain is extraordinarily fond of tea cups. She has a personal collection of several hundred left in her apartment back on Coruscant but brought a holoprojector to display it, along with two dozen 'extra' teacups she keeps on a shelf in her quarters. If there's any chance at contact with a sentient alien species, Jain's been known to pack along a holoimager to capture a visual record if she happens across any exotic teacups.
Age: 36
Race: Mandalorian
Physical Description: Jain is 5'8", massing about 154 lbs without armor. This Mandalorian is habitually clad in gleaming beskar armor inherited from her grand-aunt. She's commonly armed with a EE-3 carbine blaster rifle affixed to an armor mount on the back of her armor, and she wears a Westar-35 blaster pistol holstered at her side. In the unlikely event she ever removes her helmet or armor around others, witnesses would see a youthful blonde woman with the physique of someone who is obsessive about their exercise.
Profession: Chief Medical Officer and Exobiologist for the Lighthouse.
Personality: Remarkably pleasant, once a patient or a colleague gets past the helmet. Jain has a finely honed optimistic bedside manner, so deeply ingrained that even a helmet voice filter can't keep out her natural warmth. She never seems to be 'off-duty' though and she can be difficult to get to know. Partly due to Mandalorian reserve and partly due to her own guilt and regrets.
History: Jain was born into Clan Beroya, the second daughter of a remarkably successful Mandalorian warrior. She grew up in the shadow of a father she could never live up to. Initially following in his footsteps in her youth, Jain learned how to fight, how to hunt and how to cherish her heritage above all else. By the time she was old enough to inherit her grand-aunt's family armor, though, Jain knew her destiny lay elsewhere. She let her siblings follow her father's path of glory, choosing instead to learn the arts of medicine from her physician uncle, Orlan Beroya.
She was 22 years old and still an apprentice when the Mandalorian Civil War broke out in 116 BBY. And like most civil wars, the sides were drawn well in advance. Her Clan began the conflict staunchly on the side of the traditionalists, and once House Vizsla came over to side with the pacifist New Mandalorian movement, Clan Beroya broke with their House to side with the Old Mandalorian movement. For Jain, she supported her Clan when the Civil War went hot, treating the wounded on the battlefield under her uncle's oversight. Like many doctors, she ended up with patients from both sides under her care. The courage of the New Mandalorians impressed her enough to listen to them and, in the end, she couldn't deny their critique was true; the Way of the Mandalore might make the Mandalorian people great but following the Way had brought ruin to their world.
Then the Civil War was won, not through decisive victory but by the majority of Mandalorians deciding they'd had enough. With the New Mandalorian movement given firm support, the Old Mandalorian movement chose to abandon their homeworld...and Jain and her uncle didn't. Clan Beroya departed for Vlemoth Port including her husband, her son and her daughter. But for Jain, the Way of the Mandalore was for Mandalorians. Her people remained on Mandalore, their home.
Jain finished her medical studies by the time the New Mandalorian government consolidated power and sent diplomats to the Galactic Republic. The remnants of Clan Beroya were viewed with suspicion by the pacifist majority, leading Jain to take advantage of an offer to study medicine in the Republic as part of a cultural exchange program. At the age of 30, Jain became an accredited trauma surgeon graduate of the First Republic Medical Academy of Coruscant. She remained on planet a further four years, transferring to the Academy's parent organization, the University of Coruscant to gain accreditation in Exobiology with an emphasis in cross-species genetics and exozoology. When the Separatist Rebellion began, she supported certain classified research during her studies but resigned from the effort once her accreditation was complete, citing patriotic loyalty to the principles of the New Mandalorian government.
Then the Galactic Republic won its conflict. Jain was recalled to Mandalore to brief the New Mandalorian government on her experiences over the last decade. By the time the Ruling Council opted to begin formal relations for a closer relationship with the Republic, Jain had spent enough time home to realize her people had already largely abandoned the Way, leaving her ever more the stranger among them. She explored the prospect of reuniting with her husband and children but discovered Clan Beroya had become insular mercenaries...and her time in the Republic had left her with a taste for purpose beyond conflict for coin.
Then she caught wind of a special Rescue & Exploration team being put together to continue the recovery work from the Great Disaster. Jain couldn't rejoin Clan Beroya, found Mandalore uncomfortable to remain on and had nowhere to go in the Republic. A few months or years spent in the remote reaches of space sounds perfect.
Abilities:
Physician: Jain studied battlefield medicine, field surgery and triage under the excellent Mandalorian healer Orlan Beroya. She is also a credentialed trauma surgeon on Coruscant.
Scientist: She's spent all of her 30s studying and conducting research in exobiology, Jain is broadly familiar with the medical history and genetics of many major species in the galaxy. She's particularly good at finding common genetic markers and traits in newly discovered species according to her CV. Jain's experience at cross-species bioweaponry isn't documented in her CV at all.
Mandalorian Warrior: Like all of the Old Mandalorians, Jain has been exposed to conflict from infancy. She's a good shot with the rifle or pistol, experienced at hitting moving targets under battlefield conditions. While not a tactician, she's experienced a lot of fighting and is good at following or even intuiting orders.
Miscellaneous: Jain is extraordinarily fond of tea cups. She has a personal collection of several hundred left in her apartment back on Coruscant but brought a holoprojector to display it, along with two dozen 'extra' teacups she keeps on a shelf in her quarters. If there's any chance at contact with a sentient alien species, Jain's been known to pack along a holoimager to capture a visual record if she happens across any exotic teacups.
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Awesome! Thank you for not only covering the physician/science field, but for also expanding on the MandaLORE for this RP. You can go ahead and add her to the character sheet (thanks for editing the app to ooc btw).Users who are viewing this thread
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