Meera Kuun
New Member
FACTION: Rimward Trade League but considers herself a bit of a free agent
RANK: Smuggler, outlaw, treasure hunter, thief, finder of things, mechanic, pilot
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 27
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5'3"
WEIGHT: 109 lbs
EYES: Deep green
HAIR: Ginger
SKIN: Pale with oil stains
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTHS :
Proficiency with many different kind of blasters but mostly uses blaster pistols, some hand to hand combat, just enough to defend herself if need be. Can understand binary, considers herself to be the best pilot in the parsec (although that remains to be proved), can patch up a ship like no one's business, dabbles in metallurgy.
WEAKNESSES :
She loves money to a fault, risking her life if it means there'll be a paycheck at the end. Her credit craze is only surpassed by one thing: her morals. Unlike most others in the smuggling business, Meera has a deep sense of right and wrong and cannot stand by when innocent people might suffer. Also terrible at card games when she doesn't cheat.
APPEARANCE:
Meera is a slight woman with sharp cheekbones, as being raised in poverty stunted her growth a bit. Her long ginger hair is usually pulled back so it doesn't get in the way during repairs (she has burnt some strands multiple times), always covered in soot or oil. Her arms are littered with small burn scars from welding. She always wears practical clothing like pants and boots, hates dresses and skirts with a passion. She doesn't consider herself to be very feminine with her dirt caked nails and loud snorting laughter. She is always accompanied by her maintenance droid, an antique T3 model.
BIOGRAPHY:
Meera was born in the deep levels of Nar Shaddaa, never seeing the sun until her teenage years. Her father was a factory worker while her mother spent her days foraging in the hopes to find technology she could sell. Both of them died during the Netherworld when their daughter was just a child. She has very few memories of them. From then on, she has had to take care of herself, stealing, hiding and running in the alleys of the Smuggler's Moon.
As a teen, she met a reputable smuggler named Cryost Pollis who, impressed with a scam she and her dumpster-found droid T3-R7 tried to pull on him, decided to make her his apprentice. Meera would then go on to become a pilot and a smuggler, Cryost teaching her everything her knew. They grew attached to the point where the old smuggler became a sort of father figure.
During one of her many "errands" (as she liked to call her smuggling trips), she ended up in the appartment of one of the richest men on Coruscant. Overcome by the splendor and luxuriance of the place, she vowed to herself that one day she would be so rich, she would be able to afford a home just like this one.
As she was becoming an adult and a notable smuggler, Cryost died, leaving her everything in his possession, including his decaying light freighter. She then took on the "family business" on her own. Her solitude getting to be too much, she decided to join the Spacer Guild and kept on going on "errands", the better paid the better, no matter the risks.
SHIP:
Meera owns a NK-Witell class freighter, operated by her and her droid T3-R7. She has modified it to have more weapons as well as hidden compartments for the illegal cargo she might be smuggling. It is in such state of disrepair that she pours most of her winnings from jobs into it but is reluctant to part with it as it is a reminder of her mentor. She has lovingly named it the Frozen Hunk after Cryost as well as its broken heat regulator.
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