Jedi Order Jett San'go

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Jett San'go

AGE
► Late teens
SPECIES
► Human/Zabrak
HEIGHT
► 5'6
WEIGHT
► 120
EYE COLOR
► Tawny
HAIR COLOR
► Black
HOMEWORLD
► Planet
GENDER
► Female
FACTION
► Jedi Order
RANK
► Padawan
FORCE SENSITIVITY
► Yup

BIOGRAPHY

Zygerria, Age 12

The kid flexed her wrist, feeling the tease of a vibro-knife slide out from her sleeve and into her steady palm. There was nothing to deliberate. No hint of morality to grapple with or give her pause. Everything aligned in that moment, base instinct piloting her body with no acknowledgment of the consequences to come.

The zygerrian’s body hit the ground with a lone thud, a distorted look of bewilderment dying with him. From his possession a whip rolled to the ground, thrashing against the plated duracrete like an exposed wire. Its futile thunderclap being the only thing to accompany her steadily quickening breath.

Guilt stubbornly wormed its way in. She had been reactive. To bite like a rabid animal when backed into a corner was human nature. And while it earned her the slim chance of freedom, she couldn't stifle the grimace subsequently etched on her face.

There was no time to dwell on it. She had to leave, find a way off this god-forsaken planet and grasp for straws somewhere else. Wherever else would take her.

Personality

▲ VISIONARY - Jett’s steadfast in rectifying what others can’t. Idealistic to a fault, her approach to situations is both analytical and aspirational, spying room for improvement.

BRAWLER - She's not one to fold under pressure, loyally fulfilling the motif of an adrenaline junky with a taste for close-combat.

▲ CHARISMA - Well-spoken and articulate, she's adept at totally assuming an identity, heavily relying on her ability to talk herself out of the trouble she attracts.

▼ INEXPERIENCED - It's a big world, and she's barely seen it. Like any kid she's naïve, her worldview built on assumptions that could use some tweaking.

Appearance

Deceptively muscled, Jett has a lean albeit toned frame, clocking in at an average height of 5’6. Noticeably scarred, a patch of discolored skin spans the left side of her face while a slave brand mars the nape of her neck. In contrast to the earthy tones and satin robes of the Jedi, she opts for a wardrobe of street wear, cobbling together whatever she can get her hands on. This paired with her roguish tendencies often leaves her to stick out like a raw nerve amongst the more zealous sects of Jedi.

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