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The Blackhand
NAME
►Lissa Javik
TITLE
► Lissa Blackhand
AGE
► 23
SPECIES
► Human
HEIGHT
► 5ft 4in
BUILD
► Athletic
EYE COLOR
► Emerald Green
HAIR COLOR
► Purple and Red
HOMEWORLD
► Nar Shadda
GENDER
► Female
FACTION
► Independant
RANK
► N/A
FORCE SENSITIVITY
► Yes, unawakened
Life is a neverending path, you'll never know what comes next, but as long as you stick by your creed, you won't always be looking back. Don't let anyone tell you what to do, your life is yours, and you live by your own code, rest of the Galaxy be damned.
- B I O G R A P H Y
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Born on Nar Shadda, Lissa was like most people, just trying to survive each day with some credits to feed her and her father after her Mother was killed by some spice-addict looking for a quick credit. She worked as a ship engineer, working on the docks to keep the Merc and Hutt ships in working condition. Her Father would always tell her to leave the planet, find somewhere better to work, make an actual life for herself instead of wasting away looking after an old syndicate bag man, but she would always blow him off and keep pressing on. Things didn't get any better when he got sick - Nar Shadda hospitals weren't exactly known for having cheap and effective treatment.
She needed more credits than what she was getting, so she started taking jobs on the side: roughing up deadbeats, collecting protection credits, races, etc. She wasn't a fighter by nature, but in Nar Shadda, you learned or your died, it was as simple as that. She was able to keep up with the payments to keep him alive, and even started to make a small name for herself on the streets, but it wasn't long before her Father's condition began to deteriorate. Out of desperation, she took a job to try and earn enough credits for a more expensive treatment that would eradicate the illness instead of just keeping it in check and hoping it receded on it's own.
She was to infiltrate a Casino and kill the owner, apparently he'd stopped paying tribute and gotten too big for his boots. The casino was filled with guards, all armed, and paid handsomely to protect their employer with extreme prejudice. Against all odds, she completed the job, but she lost an arm in the process and spent months in a coma. When she finally woke up, she was greeted with the news that her Father had expired in the interim, with his final words being regret that his daughter had wasted her youth trying to protect him.
Outfitted with a new arm of black durasteel, Lissa finally decided to go her own way, using the credits from the job to buy a ship and leave Nar Shadda for good, intent on living her own life and pursuing her own dreams...whatever the hell they were at this point...
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Born on Nar Shadda, Lissa was like most people, just trying to survive each day with some credits to feed her and her father after her Mother was killed by some spice-addict looking for a quick credit. She worked as a ship engineer, working on the docks to keep the Merc and Hutt ships in working condition. Her Father would always tell her to leave the planet, find somewhere better to work, make an actual life for herself instead of wasting away looking after an old syndicate bag man, but she would always blow him off and keep pressing on. Things didn't get any better when he got sick - Nar Shadda hospitals weren't exactly known for having cheap and effective treatment.
- A T T R I B U T E S
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Lissa is a talented combatant, agile and quick to compensate for her lack of strength compared to others. While she is well-versed in hand-to-hand combat and other forms of battle and weaponry, she prefers a tried and tested blaster in her hand, her instincts serving her well at close and long range fighting.
Outside of combat, Lissa is a decent engineer and pilot, having developed a slow and pedantic, but thorough approach to ship maintenance. Her lack of formal training is made up for with an enthusiastic need to fix things, she'll happily examine every inch of an item before taking it apart and seeing if she can figure out what's wrong with it before reassembling it. The only thing she hesitates to tinker with is droids, given her belief that they are just as intelligent and worthy of respect and life as she is.
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Lissa is a talented combatant, agile and quick to compensate for her lack of strength compared to others. While she is well-versed in hand-to-hand combat and other forms of battle and weaponry, she prefers a tried and tested blaster in her hand, her instincts serving her well at close and long range fighting.
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