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RAISHA KRYNN
| Age | 35 GSY |
| Species | Twi’lek |
| Gender | Female |
| Height | 1.70 Meters |
| Weight | 56 kg |
| Force Sensitive | No |
| Voice | Jack (ME2) |
INVENTORY
Equipment
- A set of PGEM-
General Protective Outerwear, modified to her Rylothian biology. - A double vibroblade
- A pair of MV-18 vambraces
- Two WESTAR-44 blaster pistols
- Various grenades and snares for her prey
Vehicle(s)
- The Obsidian Starbird, his personal black CHM-series light freighter
STRENGTHS
Weapons Expert: Blasters, vibroblades, holdout pistols, throwing knives — Raisha knows her tools inside and out. She's not flashy, but every shot is calculated, every strike deliberate.
Resilient: Raisha doesn’t flinch when the blaster bolts start flying. Whether pinned down or bleeding out, she remains laser-focused and deadly calm.
WEAKNESSES
Lone Wolf: Raisha prefers to work alone — not just professionally, but emotionally. Her refusal to rely on others can leave her vulnerable in high-stakes situations where trust could save her life.
Letting Go: Whether it's a mistake, a betrayal, or a failed mission, Raisha obsesses over things long after they’re done. She replays her failures endlessly, feeding into her harsh self-criticism.
HISTORY
Raisha Krynn grew up during Ryloth’s long occupation under the Mandalorian Enclave, a time marked by uneasy peace and quiet tension. Her clan, modest in size but proud, kept mostly to themselves, wary of the Enclave’s soldiers but grateful, at first, for the relative order they enforced. That changed when the virus swept through Wild Space. While Ryloth was spared the worst of it, the aftermath revealed just how little the galaxy cared. Years later, when the Enclave returned to reclaim its territory, the resistance flared. Her clan sided with the rebels — and paid the price. Mandalorian retaliation was swift, and Jedi intervention only fueled the bloodshed. Raisha was one of the few survivors when the Krynn were wiped out in the crossfire.
With her home gone and no one left to mourn, Raisha drifted from system to system, scraping by through grit and violence. She took whatever jobs she could find — odd work, protection gigs, hunting marks no one else wanted. The bounty boards didn’t care about her scars or her grudges, and for now, that suits her. But those who know her well enough have noticed a pattern: she doesn’t take contracts from Mandalorians, and she won’t work with Jedi. When it comes to slavers — especially Hutts and Zygerrians — she doesn’t just complete jobs. She lingers, makes examples. It’s not just business to her. It never was.
Raisha isn’t infamous yet — not really. But there’s a look in her eye that keeps people cautious. She’s efficient, quiet, and quick to violence when pushed. She doesn't wear armor with a dozen kill marks or trophies. She doesn't need to. The name Krynn might not mean much anymore in the wider galaxy, but it still burns in her blood. And while she’s still finding her place in the underworld, one thing’s already clear: Raisha isn’t running from her past — she’s hunting because of it.