Saga Runfridh
Craftswoman
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NAME: Saga Runfridh
FACTION: Independent
RANK: Craftswoman
SPECIES: Anefilt
AGE: 107
SEX: Female
HEIGHT: 5'
WEIGHT: 165 lbs
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: Fair, lightly tanned, freckled
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Athazagoraphobia - Many Anefilt eventually develop a force sickness very similar to a violent-presenting Alzheimer patient with leprosy. Forgetfulness and dementia is one of the very first symptoms leading to an inevitable unpleasant death. As such, Saga is very nearly irrationally afraid of forgetting things, seeings the fairly average sorts of absent-mindedness as a precursor to a terrible end.
Arrogant - Saga is good at what she does, she tends to look down on people who don't appreciate or understand her craft. She has never bothered to develop any empathy and doesn't tend to make friends. She is also fairly entitled, fully expecting to get her way.
Merchant - While it's nice having coins, in a constantly warring universe, Saga is not a warrior. She would in fact be mildly offended that she settle a debate with her fists.
Vain - This is an interesting form of class vanity. Saga does not necessarily expect others to find her sexually attractive, societal and species versions of beauty varying wildly, but she does expect them to think she's well presented. To be seen when not put together would irritate her to no end. Her clothes may be utilitarian but they will be of fine materials and decorated in some manner. Her hair is usually intricately braided. She is never fully devoid of jewelry.
Coddled - Saga doesn't have much experience in going without. Her family line has always been fairly well off. Put in a slum with no credits she'd not have much knowledge on what to do besides demand that someone take her home this instant.
Lightweight - As a general rule most of her race can handle their liquor. Saga can not, and tend to become very emotional and unrestrained with drink. As such she usually avoids it.
Ferrosense - Conductive metals are Sagas material of choice, with her absolute favourite and the ones she's best with being the infamous Haysian Smelt. It is worth noting that while she's approaching middle age, Saga can still be overwhelmed by her Ferrosense and usually wears gloves, avoiding using the ability in public whenever possible.
Technological Bent - If it's high-tech, chances are Saga can not only figure it out, she can take it apart and put it back together better than it was.
Slicer - Code is just a theoretical application of pure technology living in mental realms, and Saga likes playing with it just as much as she does physical tech
Hardy - While she'd tell you in a heartbeat she doesn't do dumb labour, it is a bit humorous to watch the short but sturdy humanoid man-handling large pieces of equipment around. She is fairly strong, she just doesn't tend to use that strength.
Droid-Friend - Saga quite likes droids. She likes building them, she likes customizing them, she even likes their company more than most organics.
APPEARANCE: Saga is often mistaken for a very short, sturdy human. While she does have a feminine form, she also has quite broad shoulders and well muscled limbs. There's probably a six-pack there somewhere, but it is hidden under a small layer of belly fat, as Saga makes no specific effort to stay in shape.
Her long brown hair is usually braided in an intricate fashion and her bright blues eyes stand out in her freckled face. She almost always has jewelry, much of which preforms technologically useful functions, about her person. Earrings and cuffs, necklaces, armbands, bracelets, rings, faux dermal piercings and the like.
Her clothes tend to favour blues, creams and browns with gold accents. While practical and utilitarian, they are also made of fine fabrics and almost always decorated in some way.
BIOGRAPHY: In some ways Sagas life has been quite tragic, in others it's been absolutely golden. She was born to a pair of loving and wealthy parents who doted on her absolutely. Raised and educated with only the best, young Saga could have anything she wanted. Unfortunately as she approached adulthood her mother began a rapid decline, having the Force Sickness common to their race. This was horrifying enough to watch, but knowing there was no cure, Sagas mother decided to leave the galaxy on her own terms with dignity before doing any harm or ruining her daughters memories of her completely.
This would not have been so bad. Sad certainly, but with a certain amount of stoic pride and honour. The tragedy came when her father could not face the idea of life without his wife and chose to exit the galaxy with her. Though it was not gruesome in the least, and they took steps to ensure their wealth and assets would all be inherited by their daughter, it did mean that the young woman, of a race that prized family deeply was suddenly alone and adrift.
Notable Force Abilities:
SHIP: The Pactolus
DROIDS: Pending
GEAR:
- Fusioncutter
- Impanted Cyberjack (little finger of Sagas left hand)
- Equipped with Slicer Virus
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