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- Jun 29, 2021
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Navarrone Dha'rekr
AGE
► 17
SPECIES
► Human
HEIGHT
► 5'7
WEIGHT
► 129 lbs
EYE COLOR
► Grey
HAIR COLOR
► Blonde
HOMEWORLD
► Mandalore
GENDER
► XX
FACTION
► Mandalorians
RANK
► Verd'ika
FORCE SENSITIVITY
► No
BIOGRAPHY
Trained by her callous, ultra-religious father, Navarrone did not have a childhood. Every memory she has is of training, of being pushed until she either broke physically or achieved whatever goal her father had set. Educated with a philosophy of ‘pain is merely weakness leaving the body’, the injuries and deprivations she sustained under her father’s tutelage have made her able to endure horrific mental and physical rigors that even experienced soldiers would find difficult to endure.
At ten she was dropped into the wilds of Dxun with nothing more than a knife, two liters of water and her father’s parting words of ‘I will return in a week for you, or your corpse, if the beasts leave anything to find’. A little over a decade of relentlessly brutal training created a talented long-range marksman, one who could function as a lone operator or as part of a larger unit, a fiercely independent survivalist. It also turned her into a higher functioning psychopath who sees herself as nothing more or less than Kad Harangir’s messenger. After her father died on a hunt, leaving the then fifteen year old alone save for her Clan, Navarrone did not deign to attend the pyre.
Personality
While her skills make her a dependable and driven warrior, Nav has many acquaintances but no friends, seeing them as a liability in combat. While she has no fear of death, Nav knows she is more valuable to her Clan alive and will not take unnecessary risks. Trained to unquestioningly obey the chain of command within her Clan and the Orar'da'yadr. Her skills are free to be called on by Orar'da'yadr Lam'ayi alone and will not work for or with Aruetii unless duly ordered, nor will she remove her helmet in the presence of non-Mandalorians. She cannot be bribed, threatened or otherwise coerced into betraying her Clan or her own somewhat twisted sense of honour. As a zealous follower of Kad, she regularly offers blood sacrifices, whether that be her own or that of others, both sentient and non. Her distrust of the Force borders on outright hatred for it and those who rely on it in battle.
Navarrone rarely speaks unless she has something pertinent to say, is horrifically inept at small-talk and views herself as little more than a weapon. Unsuited for ‘non-combatant’ life, she only truly feels at home in battle or on whatever mission she is given. Though she knows she is 'damaged', Nav does not have the experience or coping skills to realize that her personality and mental shortcomings are not truly assets. She has only one interest outside of combat - designing and building firearms and making her own custom ammunition. Nav considers herself an artists that only really paints in 'red'.
Equipment
+ Duraplast Armor with Grapple Launcher, wrist blades, jetpack
+ 1 Peacemaker blaster
+ Boot vibroknife (sheathed there)
+ Custom sniper rifle (Assassin's Rifle)
Nav's Iron Skin
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