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Rachel Reid
AGE
► 23
SPECIES► Human
HEIGHT► 5"10
WEIGHT► 160
EYE COLOR► Blue
HAIR COLOR► Red
HOMEWORLD► Tatooine
GENDER► Female
FACTION► Sector Rangers
RANK► Ranger
FORCE SENSITIVITY► No
BIOGRAPHY
The daughter of small time moisture farmers in the furthest part of the desert, harsh desert and solitude were all Rachel knew for most of her life. Outside of the rare visits to the markets she didn't have much interaction with those who weren't family, and she has plenty of family. Three older brothers and a younger sister each separated by only a few years. All of them are on extremely good terms with each other, who else are you going to get along with out there right?
Rachel spent most of her days shooting womp rats with her father's blaster pistol and watching swoop races with her siblings over the holonet. During one of their shopping trips they ended up in a really terrible situation, a group of upstart bandits had held them up taking everything they had on them at the time, which wasn't much. Following that encounter the bandits kept harassing their farm every chance they got, asking for protection and stealing their equipment. One night her father finally had enough, and him and the boys grabbed a few guns and decided to fight off the small time crew. While they succeeded in fending off the bandits and even taking a few, they ended up losing Rachel's oldest brother in the fire fight. He died protecting a 10 year old Rachel, who ran out into the line of fire trying to help.
His death has always weighed heavy on her family, especially her since she blames herself more than anyone. She spent most of her teen years getting into fights and sneaking alcohol off of shipments to the local bars. She kept doing this until she was caught by a sector ranger that happened by. At first she was annoyed, who was this old fart lecturing her? But eventually she started to agree with some of the stuff he was saying, about being a problem rather than a solution. She'd never admit it if you asked her, but she actually began to look up to the Sector Rangers a bit after he straightened her out. So it was no surprise that she ended up joining them a few years later.
Personality
Strong headed and brash, she often fights like she isn't afraid to die. She isn't an alcoholic, but she does enjoy a good drink pretty often. She takes her duties as a ranger seriously, and will refuse to even have juice while she is on patrol. She has a lot of confidence in her skills to the point of false bravado, willing to challenge almost anyone at any time should they challenge her honor. She despises killing and will often use it as a last ditch effort to end a confrontation.
Equipment/Skills
- Talented fighter at mid/close range, able to hold her own in a fist fight and improvise solutions on the fly. Though she'll often think with her gun before her head.
- Decent pilot, having barely gotten used to flying to assist in her ranger duties.
- Accurate shot at far distances, but this is her least preferred method of combat, preferring to save ammunition by sticking to mid range and getting confirmed shots, if any.
- One star fighter.
- One long blaster (Cycler Rifle)
- Two hand blasters
- A blast vest (converted into her scout suit)
- Stun baton
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