Bothalorian
Kam Ge'lih Dragr
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NAME: Kam Ge'lih Dragr
FACTION: Enclave
RANK: Foundling
SPECIES: Bothan
AGE: Eighteen
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5'4
WEIGHT: 117lbs
EYES: Golden
HAIR: Dirty Blonde
FORCE SENSITIVE: Kam is not a Force Sensitive individual.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths:
Agile: Like many Bothans, Kam is an agile individual both in mind and physicality. She can think quickly on her feet and act just as quickly on them. Kam's natural Bothan agility is only enhanced by events in her life, having made her learn she had to be even more agile, again both in mind and physicality.
Crackshot Pilot: Kam has known how to fly since she could practically speak... well that's what she says anyway. But a lot of people may be willing to accommodate the hyperbolic notion once they see her fly! Even if she hasn't flown a specific ship or speeder before, it only takes her a few minutes (and maybe a few bumps and dents) and she'll be flying it like she's done it for years.
Weaknesses:
Untrusting: Kam's trust has been broken many times before, and due to her history of being burned Kam has developed a distrust for most people. It takes a lot of work to get to the point that Kam will label someone as worthy of her trust, if at all.
Street Smart Not Book Smart: Kam never had a formal education, anything she does know about the world around her comes from her experiences, and more often than not her experiences don't involve matters of history, politics, and such. This being the case, she may not come across as the brightest bulb of the bunch.
APPEARANCE:
Kam is thin, with a bit of muscle due to her lifestyle of running around and getting into trouble. She stands at 5'4. which is roughly standard for most Bothans.
BIOGRAPHY:
Kam was born to the upper class of Bothawui. Her father was a prominent businessman, and her mother a tailor who made clothes for other upper-class families. Kam had the makings for a great life.
But then the Empire came.
The Imperial Invasion of Bothawui is in many ways a forgotten part of Galactic history. It was done by a now-defunct government, and Bothawui is even now under a new government, the CIS.
But Kam has not forgotten. She can't forget. She lost everything, her parents both killed in the ruthless slaughter and Imperial decapitation of the Bothan high class... wanting to leave Bothawui without a core leadership to make the occupation of the planet that much easier. Her house was looted by both Imperials and locals just trying to survive in the days following the initial invasion.
Kam was a child at this point, so thankfully someone managed to scoop her up and whisk her away with the rest of the thousands of refugees. She was deposited in an orphanage on Coruscant, the people who left her there thinking she was cute enough to likely be picked up by some high-class family.
This was not so. She bounced around the Coruscanti foster system for several years, picking up habits like running away, stealing, picking fights... All n' all she was a troubled kid in a world she didn't understand. As she got older, her lashing out became more dangerous, stealing speeders and bikes to sell for fun money... And she got good at it, be it stealing the ships or flying them away.
Her piloting skills, unbeknownst to her are inherited, somewhat. Her father before ever being a merchant was a pilot for the Bothan defense forces, and his father before him, and so on. So her taking up the reins as a pilot at the mere age of twelve wouldn't have been that shocking to her father.
As she grew older she decided she didn't need to have a home and chose to live her life on the streets of Coruscant, using the money she made stealing and fencing ships to pay for her everyday life.
She was freshly sixteen when she spotted a ship landing she'd never seen before. She was used to run-of-the-mill transports, pleasure craft, and the occasional light fighter. But this beast was something else, and when the warrior stepped from its cockpit she knew she was dealing with something high value.
The slender Bothan crept her way to the ship, which she would later know as a CVT-48 Outlander... She managed to get the canopy open and hopped into the cockpit without much trouble. She would look around, the controls being a mixture of Basic and some other language... she could figure it out she was a pro.
A few lucky button pushes here and a flick of a switch there and she had the ship off the ground and chugging along into traffic. She was debating one where to stash this bird of war when she felt something land toward the rear of the fighter, she would look up at the canopy just as the warrior from before, their helmet a dark grey and their visor even darker stared right back.
Kam reacted quickly, bringing the ship into a steep climb before bucking and sending it into an even steeper dive... Somehow the warrior clung on, and now was starting to work at the controls to open the canopy. Swearing she would keep diving, weaving through traffic and buzzing buildings and walkways... The warrior stuck to the back of the ship like he was magnetized, she couldn't shake him, she'd have to ditch the ship. She brought the ship up so it was skirting just next to a building and in one fluid motion, she popped the canopy open and launched herself from the ship. She'd sink her claws into the surface of the building, the ugly sounds of claw on metal, and the pain of going from so fast to a near standstill making her bark in pain.
She would drop from her sanctuary and drop to a nearby balcony and sit back in whomever's chair it was. She would laugh at herself, wondering who the heck she had stolen that ship, it didn't matter, she'd made it.
Then her luck turned as she heard the roar of a jetpack and looked up. She spotted her new friend, the warrior as he dropped down onto the balcony. Kam nearly leaped from the balcony but the warrior grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "I'm not gonna hurt you, kid," he would say simply. Letting her arm go. "Just wanted to tell you that was some fancy flying... and I think I know somewhere that could be put to good use."
Kam quickly learned that whom she had been flinging around Coruscant was in fact a Mandalorian from Clan Dragr... She had heard the name Mandalorian once or twice but she had no idea who she was dealing with. She was introduced for a small gathering of Mando's on Coruscant who gave her a brief idea of who and what they were, and they explained the meaning of being a foundling in their culture.
She'd find herself a part of Dragr not much longer later, being adopted into the clan. Her skills as a pilot were quickly being utilized even as she was barely sixteen upon her becoming a foundling. she learned to fly the Outlander, and then later the Beviin. When the Enclave announced the official founding of the Iron Fleet she was some of the first to sign on as official Naval personnel, taking her piloting skills to the next level by working in official capacity rather than the hodgepodge of fighters the various clans had in their own smaller fleets.
This is where we find her today, working as a fighter pilot and second command in her wing. She hopes to make a name for herself, find her calling in the pilot's seat, she is still young and has a lot to learn. But we will see where her gumption gets her.
SHIP:
MNV-52 Beviin-class Space Superiority Starfighter: (Link) While not Kam's personal ship. Upon her entering the Iron Fleet of the Enclave, it was assigned to her and in such... is her ship.
KILLS:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A
ROLE-PLAYS:
To be added.
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