Alias: Sin
Age: 28
Species: Twi'lek - Mandalorian
Gender: Female
Skin: Soft Lavender
Force Sensitive: No
Armor: [XXX]
Personality
As a Twi'lek, Sin has that natural ability to lure people in. To be every bit the fantasy people imagine her species to be. However, more often than not, she chooses not to do this. She's a Medic, and the sort who won't put up with anyone's crap either. While she isn't the kind to run in guns blazing, she is the sort who will upend a jar of tihaar onto an open wound rather than use bacta or stitching if you sass her or get on her nerves. She is fairly sarcastic, but is typically calm and collected - even in the face of moments where panic is absolutely acceptable.
Characteristics
Strengths
- Medical training
- Level Headed
- Emotionally Fortified
- Polyglot
Weaknesses
- No Real Bedside Manner
- No Frontlines
- Hard to Read
- Can be overly sarcastic
History
Sinya's life most certainly could have been very different. As a Twi'lek, she could have easily ended up in any number of negative, cliche situations and spent her life either trying to get out of it, or playing into it. But as it were, she had been found at a young age by a pair of Mandalorians - a legitimate Foundling, and had been raised up alongside the blood child of the pair as siblings. There was never any questioning, never any moments of 'You/I don't belong'.
She didn't grow up with a desire to chase down bounties, or do anything rustic or simple either. Tending to people came naturally to her, helping to treat wounded, care for those who were sick, it was second nature and as such she pursued a life as a medic.
(More coming soon)