Kyra Moonwood
The Galactic Wanderer
NAME: Kyra Moonwood
FACTION:
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SPECIES: Anzat
AGE: 100 years old
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 175cm or 5 foot 9 inches
WEIGHT: 136 pounds or 62 kg
EYES: Pale Aqua
HAIR: Light Pink
FORCE SENSITIVE: YES
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES :
(+) Arts of Stealth And The Kill: The Anzati seldom teach their young anything other than how to sneak up on prey and how suppress it if it puts up a fight. This makes Kyra a quite adept hand to hand combatant with a relatively advanced set of acrobatic skills.
(+) Natural telepathic ability: The Anzati have an inbuilt telepathic system which works similarly to a Jedi "mind trick", it is used during hunts to put the prey to sleep or in a passive state to get close enough to feed using their two proboscis in their cheek pockets on the brain fluids of the victim. This ability develops with use and age but generally only works to a suppressed level to most Force-users and especially strong willed people. They also have the ability to sense soup which allows them to track prey, especially those who are more connected to the Force being considered "soupier" and stand out more.
(+) Genius Intellect: Though it is generally irresponsibly used her intellect has gotten her out of a pinch every now and then. And in the necessary circumstances it makes quite a deadly weapon. And also comes with the plus of fast learning.
(+/-) Morality is a fickle thing: If feeding on the Galaxy's inhabitants for decades has taught Kyra anything, is that they were little more than livestock, deaths are therefore the least of her worries. But she does feel a certain pain when her fun is taken away from her. Extending on: she does have a certain trouble trusting people or connecting with them on any level. Understanding is one thing but empathy and sympathy is another.
(-) Addicted to brain soup: Like the rest of her species Kyra is addicted to brain soup and after a period without feeding it may cloud her judgment intensely, generally resulting in her seeking out the nearest source of food and having hindered reasoning abilities during the crazed state.
(-) Immature/Nonchalant attitude to many serious subjects and authority in general, generally resulting in trouble. And for somebody her age one would expect a lot more maturity.
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BIOGRAPHY:
Raised in Anzat for around 20 years Kyra had quickly absorbed the teachings and techniques of how to hunt, with the occasional delivery meal every now and then. By the end of these 20 years however Kyra grew tired and bored, what use was a set of skills when it was the same as polishing a sword never to be used. Thus one day, a ship had come onto the planet obviously to investigate the mysterious planet and the pervious disappearances. Out stepped a strange man in strange dress different from what she had seen previously. This was her long awaited opportunity, wasting no time, she had put to use as many of her learned skills as possible and the moment she was close enough all she needed to do was to reach out with her mind. She imagined it different from doing it to the animals that she practiced on, oh how wrong she was. It was soon that she learned that all species were the same, striving for food, shelter, happiness and it's own genetic continuation. Some just derived this happiness from arbitrary notions and sets of values each of them possessed. As her mind took hold of this being she was to waste no opportunity and easily threatening the frightened alien she was warped to a random planet. From then on was about 80 years of roaming the Galaxy, she strayed from one habit and lifestyle to another. It was what usually was the most fun at the time. For the past 5 years it's been as a bartender in many different joints, constantly moving around.
INVENTORY:
Black Clothes with abdominal guard and hood
Armoured Gauntlet/Gloves
Blaster Pistol
Grenades: Frag,smoke. (obviously 2nd hand)
SHIP:
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BIOGRAPHY:
Raised in Anzat for around 20 years Kyra had quickly absorbed the teachings and techniques of how to hunt, with the occasional delivery meal every now and then. By the end of these 20 years however Kyra grew tired and bored, what use was a set of skills when it was the same as polishing a sword never to be used. Thus one day, a ship had come onto the planet obviously to investigate the mysterious planet and the pervious disappearances. Out stepped a strange man in strange dress different from what she had seen previously. This was her long awaited opportunity, wasting no time, she had put to use as many of her learned skills as possible and the moment she was close enough all she needed to do was to reach out with her mind. She imagined it different from doing it to the animals that she practiced on, oh how wrong she was. It was soon that she learned that all species were the same, striving for food, shelter, happiness and it's own genetic continuation. Some just derived this happiness from arbitrary notions and sets of values each of them possessed. As her mind took hold of this being she was to waste no opportunity and easily threatening the frightened alien she was warped to a random planet. From then on was about 80 years of roaming the Galaxy, she strayed from one habit and lifestyle to another. It was what usually was the most fun at the time. For the past 5 years it's been as a bartender in many different joints, constantly moving around.
INVENTORY:
Black Clothes with abdominal guard and hood
Armoured Gauntlet/Gloves
Blaster Pistol
Grenades: Frag,smoke. (obviously 2nd hand)
SHIP:
KILLS:
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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