Snowposts
SWRP Writer
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Eydis
AGE
► 23
SPECIES ► Human
HEIGHT ► 5.11 ft
WEIGHT ► 168 lbs
EYE COLOR ► Green
HAIR COLOR ► Straw Blond
HOMEWORLD ► Tatooine
GENDER ► Female
FACTION ► N/A
RANK ► N/A
FORCE SENSITIVITY ►Very
PAST
"I was born on the planet of Tatooine in the space port of Mos Eisley. I never knew my father, but I did know my mother. My mother was a mandalorian warrior, she told me. I never doubted her. She was strong of will and of arm and deadly with a blaster. My father on the other hand, I never knew - my mother never really liked to talk about him. 'It hurts me' too much she said. She'd always tell me every time I'd try to bring up my father. 'Ignorance is bliss little one, remember that', and then she'd usher me off to play with my friends as she cooked dinner. She was a ship mechanic so I got to see her work on a lot of big fancy ships. The smugglers liked her, and so as they worked on the ships the smugglers would pull me up into the control cabin, pretend like I was flying. Sometimes they'd let some of my friends play in their ship, like we were a crew under attack , or we were sneaking through an asteroid field, it was fun, and innocent. I miss those days."
"I really got into the idea of being a smuggler as I got older. My mother was very hesitant, but not entirely against the idea when I brought it up. Neither of us could disagree that it wasn't honest work, but we both loved the aspect of adventure and danger it proposed. My mother came up with something to ease her anxiety. She took my father's old blaster pistol and began to teach me how to use it. In my teenage years my friends thought this was awesome, and always wanted to see me quick draw a few bottles. I always was up for it, I loved having friends and always wanted to please them. I never got lovey dovey with any of them, but that's all I wanted. Friends. But anyways I became good with a blaster , really good. Even won a small shooting competition held in her bar one time. I was the talk of the town. Everything was fun."
"As a young adult I really got into piloting ships. My mother thought I was finally good enough to defend my self that I could start piloting ships. I never really got the correlation completely but it made just enough sense. There was this smuggler, Adaire, who let me rent his ship with money I had made working at the mechanic shop. He even taught me for free, given that he got free repairs on his ship. It was a deal that I couldn't pass. After a couple of years I could pilot that thing like it was my own two legs. Though soon enough I had myself on a real prize. A Gauntlet Fighter had crash landed outside of Mos Eisley, and it wasn't in bad condition despite being shot down. Three years it took for me to fix that damn thing, and now I've got myself my own star fighter. After a loving goodbye to my mother, I packed my things, said good bye to my friends, and hauled into the stars. Into adventure, and into the unknown."
"I really got into the idea of being a smuggler as I got older. My mother was very hesitant, but not entirely against the idea when I brought it up. Neither of us could disagree that it wasn't honest work, but we both loved the aspect of adventure and danger it proposed. My mother came up with something to ease her anxiety. She took my father's old blaster pistol and began to teach me how to use it. In my teenage years my friends thought this was awesome, and always wanted to see me quick draw a few bottles. I always was up for it, I loved having friends and always wanted to please them. I never got lovey dovey with any of them, but that's all I wanted. Friends. But anyways I became good with a blaster , really good. Even won a small shooting competition held in her bar one time. I was the talk of the town. Everything was fun."
"As a young adult I really got into piloting ships. My mother thought I was finally good enough to defend my self that I could start piloting ships. I never really got the correlation completely but it made just enough sense. There was this smuggler, Adaire, who let me rent his ship with money I had made working at the mechanic shop. He even taught me for free, given that he got free repairs on his ship. It was a deal that I couldn't pass. After a couple of years I could pilot that thing like it was my own two legs. Though soon enough I had myself on a real prize. A Gauntlet Fighter had crash landed outside of Mos Eisley, and it wasn't in bad condition despite being shot down. Three years it took for me to fix that damn thing, and now I've got myself my own star fighter. After a loving goodbye to my mother, I packed my things, said good bye to my friends, and hauled into the stars. Into adventure, and into the unknown."
Personality
" I guess people call me pretty relaxed. I'm often cool and collected in even the most dangerous of situations, I even can drop a joke or two in a shoot out. I wish I could be a little more emotional, a little more vulnerable, but I'm just not. I keep everything in. Mos Eisley is a dangerous place, and it's good to keep that kind of thing inside you. This goes hand in hand with my love for Credits. I may be greedy, and this may contribute to why people think I'm heartless, but I can't deny. Having credits is a damn nice feeling, to be able to spend it on whatever I want. I'm open to new ideas most of the time, often choosing the one that's the most effective or prolongs my well being. This often helps in my quest for adventure and credits"
Appearance
"Well, I've got long blond hair that I part to one side of my head, and I've got these neat face tattoos that I thought were quite sexy. My green eyes compliment my hair people say - they also say I've got a pretty photogenic face, though I don't know what that means. I'm pretty tall for a woman, and I'm not particular muscular but I can run and throw a punch with the 'almost' best of them. My real strength lies with my ship piloting skills. I usually wear a typical white shirt and a long brown coat. Long brown coats are good for simple smuggling, you know , like guns into a club. It's got a lot of hidden pockets so it's a nifty thing to have - was once my father's coat. I wear simple jeans and follow them up with sturdy boots, sturdy boots are nice. They're good for all kinds of terrain.
Starship
