Name: Kyla Linwood
Faction: Silver Jedi Order
Rank: Jedi Padawan
Species: Human, Corellian
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Height: 5'11
Weight: 150 lbs
Eyes: Green
Hair: Light Brown
Skin: Fair skinned with a light tan
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths:
+ Marksman
+ Natural Pilot
+ Medical Expertise
+ Hand to Hand Combat
Weaknesses:
+ Defiant
+ Stubborn
+ Aggresive
+ Showoff
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Alignment: Chaotic Good
Biography:
Kyla was born into a seemingly average family and had a mostly average childhood. He was born on Corellia and his father was a former First Order officer while his mother was a medical officer that used to work for the Galactic Alliance. Like most Corellians,Kyla was fixated on things like spaceships and various high speed vehicles. He had an average education,and was able to get through school well enough. Despite his young age,he took on a part time job as a courier,carrying various items from one person to the other in exchange for credits. He managed to keep this from his parents,knowing that they can be extremely overprotective and would make a big fuss about it.
When Kyla was 14, his father trained him in various self defense techniques and how to use a blaster rifle. Kyla didn't know why his father was teaching him these things,but went along with it because it could be useful. His mother even taught him how to use a sword and in a short period of time, Kyla managed to master the basics of everything they taught him. Eventually they went into the more advanced areas of combat, and Kyla handled it with no problems. Later on, he asked his parentd why they taught him this stuff,and they responded that it was neccessary. After that, Kyla continued with his schooling and secret courier jobs.
When he was 17, things started getting a bit wierd for him. Kyla was a lot faster than usual, and had faster reflexes. He was able to cut the time it took to get to one place to another when he was doing his job. He felt even more attuned to his natural surroundings than he was before. While on a mission, he was accosted by a group of thugs that were armed with blasters and vibroswords. They weren't drunkerds,just your average mercenaries that were hired to take other people out. They wanted what Kyla was carrying in his arms and he wouldn't give it to them. They grew angry and decided to attack him all at once. Despite his new found reflexes and agility, the mercs overpowered him as it was a five on one brawl. They just fell on top of him and started beating at him with their swords and the butts of their guns and just wouldn't stop. Kyla let out a scream of pain, but instead of a normal scream, a massive shockwave of massive proportions hurtled out and sent the mercenaries flying in different directions. He got up shakily, made sure the package wasn't damaged, and made sure to get it to it's destination from which he promptly returned home.
