Nyssa Frey
Cipher 020189-F
NAME: Nyssa Frey
FACTION: Imperial Intelligence
RANK: Agent 020189-F; Cipher.
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 30
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5'4"
WEIGHT: 160 lbs.
EYES: Light green.
HAIR: Jet black.
SKIN: Pale; Caucasian.
FORCE SENSITIVE: No.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+Infiltration Specialist--Nyssa is not an unattractive woman, and more often than not, she will use this to her, and the Empire's, advantage. She's also quite charming (when she wants to be), and this often helps in acquiring certain information from certain targets.
+Sniper Training--She studied for several years under the best of the best Imperial Intelligence had to offer. She is able to hit the tab off of a can from about 500 yards away.
-Height--Nyssa is fairly short, and sometimes, this causes issues for her. When sniping, she always has to be on the high ground.
-Open mouth, insert foot-- A former smuggler, she has a bad habit of saying whatever might be on her mind, which gets her into a bit of trouble from time to time.
APPEARANCE:
She stands at 5'4", and weighs in at a healthy 160 pounds. She has a more hourglass figure, with thicker thighs and hips, and a larger bustline. She keeps herself fit, though her lean muscles are coated in a good deal of sinew.
Her skin is porcelain pale, and mostly unmarred by scars. She does have a tattoo of flowered vines on one of her calves.
Her eyes are large and rounded, and are a light watery blue flecked with bits of green. They are framed with long, plush lashes, and well-groomed, arched brows.
Her nose is slightly wide at the nostrils, but is also slightly upturned. Her top and bottom lips are full, and are a darker pink in color. She has a perfect, straight-toothed smile, as well as a single dimple in her right cheek.
She can more often than not be found in simple clothes made for ease of movement. Usually calf-high boots, simple leggings, a belt, and a long-sleeved shirt. She also carried her weapon with her, and refuses to let it out of her sight.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born on Corellia, she quickly grew into the life of a smuggler. Both of her parents were smugglers, and they would take her wherever they went. When her father was killed on a heist, she and her mother traveled the galaxy in her mother's small cargo ship; an old XS Stock light freighter. It was nothing more than a rustbucket, but it ran, and that was all that mattered to them. Shortly after her mother died, Nyssa was lost. She never felt at home within the Republic, thinking them all a bunch of lousy goody-two-shoes. Eventually, she found her way to Nar Shaddaa, and onwards to Dromund Kaas, where she was taken in by Imperial Intelligence. They trained her, and after about fifteen years, she was elevated to a Cipher agent. She was used for her talents to get around without being noticed, and to pry information out of more unwilling targets.
SHIP:
XS Stock light freighter. Old, rusted, but still runs well enough.
KILLS:
N/A.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A.
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FACTION: Imperial Intelligence
RANK: Agent 020189-F; Cipher.
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 30
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5'4"
WEIGHT: 160 lbs.
EYES: Light green.
HAIR: Jet black.
SKIN: Pale; Caucasian.
FORCE SENSITIVE: No.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+Infiltration Specialist--Nyssa is not an unattractive woman, and more often than not, she will use this to her, and the Empire's, advantage. She's also quite charming (when she wants to be), and this often helps in acquiring certain information from certain targets.
+Sniper Training--She studied for several years under the best of the best Imperial Intelligence had to offer. She is able to hit the tab off of a can from about 500 yards away.
-Height--Nyssa is fairly short, and sometimes, this causes issues for her. When sniping, she always has to be on the high ground.
-Open mouth, insert foot-- A former smuggler, she has a bad habit of saying whatever might be on her mind, which gets her into a bit of trouble from time to time.
APPEARANCE:
She stands at 5'4", and weighs in at a healthy 160 pounds. She has a more hourglass figure, with thicker thighs and hips, and a larger bustline. She keeps herself fit, though her lean muscles are coated in a good deal of sinew.
Her skin is porcelain pale, and mostly unmarred by scars. She does have a tattoo of flowered vines on one of her calves.
Her eyes are large and rounded, and are a light watery blue flecked with bits of green. They are framed with long, plush lashes, and well-groomed, arched brows.
Her nose is slightly wide at the nostrils, but is also slightly upturned. Her top and bottom lips are full, and are a darker pink in color. She has a perfect, straight-toothed smile, as well as a single dimple in her right cheek.
She can more often than not be found in simple clothes made for ease of movement. Usually calf-high boots, simple leggings, a belt, and a long-sleeved shirt. She also carried her weapon with her, and refuses to let it out of her sight.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born on Corellia, she quickly grew into the life of a smuggler. Both of her parents were smugglers, and they would take her wherever they went. When her father was killed on a heist, she and her mother traveled the galaxy in her mother's small cargo ship; an old XS Stock light freighter. It was nothing more than a rustbucket, but it ran, and that was all that mattered to them. Shortly after her mother died, Nyssa was lost. She never felt at home within the Republic, thinking them all a bunch of lousy goody-two-shoes. Eventually, she found her way to Nar Shaddaa, and onwards to Dromund Kaas, where she was taken in by Imperial Intelligence. They trained her, and after about fifteen years, she was elevated to a Cipher agent. She was used for her talents to get around without being noticed, and to pry information out of more unwilling targets.
SHIP:
XS Stock light freighter. Old, rusted, but still runs well enough.
KILLS:
N/A.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
N/A.
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