Name: Lethia
Aliases: None
Faction: Order of the Sacred Lotus
Rank: Jedi Padawan
Species: Human
Age: 19
Sex: Female
Height: 5’6” (1.67m)
Weight: 131lbs (59.4kg)
Eyes: Variable (Cybernetic)
Hair: Blonde
Force Sensitive: Yes
Force Rank: Apprentice
Force Alignment: Light-Side
Strengths & Weaknesses
[+] Markswoman – Lethia eschews the use of the Lightsaber – she prefers slugthrowers and blasters. Partly, this is for practical reasons, but just as important is her comfort using ranged weaponry – it’s never a pleasant thing, taking a life, and she’d prefer not to look someone in the face when the time comes to do so.[+] Combat Medic – Lethia is skilled in first aid and general emergency rescue services. Battlefield Medicine (that is, treating wounded in or near combat areas) is her specialty. She’s not, technically, a surgeon or a physician, but at the very least, she can keep you alive.
[=] Hope for the Hopeless – With a strong sense of justice and an even stronger sense of compassion, Lethia will go to great lengths of self-sacrifice and personal endangerment to help those in need.
[-] Nightmare Fetishist – A fascination with the dark and morbid plagues Lethia. She’s not driven to violence, but she is delighted by the strangest of things – the cleanness of a wound, the odd ritualism of a murder scene. While this is only a benign abnormality in someone without the Force, the lure of the Dark Side is strong – and better Jedi than she have fallen for more petty reasons.
[-] Secretive – Lethia is not one to share her feelings with others – or even admit she has them, in most cases. One of the very first fields of study she pursued in the Force was telepathy – particularly, how to guard against it. She keeps her emotions bottled up and her thoughts highly guarded. In short, she’s exceptionally vulnerable to manipulation by anyone with charisma and the appearance (real or false) of being able to relate to the young woman.
Appearance
Short, pale, and with a love of black, Lethia is the archetypal image of a gloomy-poet or snarky coroner – which suits her just fine. She’s a pretty young thing, but not a super-model by any stretch of the imagination. Her taste in fashion tends to run towards the “sweaters and leggings” end of the spectrum, a compromise between style and functionality that she only abandons when on missions for the Sacred Lotus – better to be ugly and alive than stylish and dead.
Inventory
- Executive Protection Carbine
- LPB-3
- Armorweave Combat Fatigues
- Field Surgery Kit
- Famous Serial Killers of the Galaxy, First Edition
Force Powers
Novice - Adept - Expert - Specialist - Master
[Control Powers]
Force Body [||| ||| ||| ||| |||]
Force Speed [||| ||| ||| ||| |||]
Tutaminis [||| ||| ||| ||| |||]
[Sense Powers]
Force Sense [||| ||| ||| ||| |||]
Force Sight [||| ||| ||| ||| |||]
Telepathy [||| ||| ||| ||| |||]
[Alter Powers]
Telekinesis (Burst) [||| ||| ||| ||| |||]
Telekinesis (Static) [||| ||| ||| ||| |||]
[Hybrid Powers]
Control Pain [||| ||| ||| ||| |||]
Control Disease [||| ||| ||| ||| |||]
Non-Force Skills
Novice - Adept - Expert - Specialist - Master
Marksmanship [||| ||| ||| ||| |||]
Battlefield Medicine [||| ||| ||| ||| |||]
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