Curosa Marr

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Curosa Marr

New Jedi Order
Padawan

SPECIES
Human

ALIAS(ES)
None

NICKNAMES
Rosa

BUILD
Mesomorph

FORCE SENSITIVE
Confirmed

STRENGTH
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Living in poverty on Nar Shaddaa has left her with less strength then those raised better.
DEXTERITY
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Run, hide, or fight has been the standard of living for most of her life. She's use to it.
CONSTITUTION
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More apt to give a punch then take one, but a little blood never hurt anyone.... Sorta.
INTELLIGENCE
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Time spent working on ships has left her with an expanded knowledge of how stuff works.
WISDOM
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Being young she has yet to experience all of life's trials.
CHARISMA
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Has learned to talk her way out of being mugged in the back alleys of her home planet.

Age: 17
Nar Shaddaa

GENDER
Female

HAIR COLOR
Brown

EYE COLOR
Hazel

HEIGHT
5' 6"
Force Powers
Shii-Cho Form(Apprentice)
Telekinesis(Novice)
Force Speed(Novice)
Force Leap(Novice)
Force Sense(Novice)
Force Empathy(Novice)

Equipment

Standard Lightsaber- a silver and black plated durasteel hilt with a green focusing crystal inside.
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Personality
Easy going and doesn't mind difficult or repetitive tasks. Loves to see new places and meet new people and likes to complain when she's not doing so. Very outspoken with her opinions and will let you know what she thinks about you. Doesn't like to travel alone or work alone and is quick to partner up despite any differences that may be present. Also tells really annoying and not so humorous jokes.

Personal Biography
Log #6742
Jedi Padawan Curosa Marr continuing my master's logs after his passing. My life has not been detailed in his previous logs and it only seems right that I do him the justice of offering my story to add to his accounts. I suppose I shall begin.

I was born on Nar Shaddaa, a hutt moon. My father abandoned my mother long before my birth, he was a pilot of some sorts. My mother tried to provide for us, she was a cantina dancer and spent most of her time at work. I hated her work and never really appreciated it like I should of. As a child your mom being a dancer never really makes friends on the street so I was always a loner. My mother was fatally shot at her job when I was eight and left me to my uncle. He was a ship mechanic at one of the local docks, we never really got along. I fell in with one of the many gangs on the street where I helped with many petty crimes. Pickpocketing, scamming, credit forging, you name it we did it. It never really felt right and I eventually wanted out of it before I got in too deep.

I went to work as my uncle's apprentice and learned his trade pretty fast. I enjoyed the work and my uncle enjoyed having someone who could fit in the small spaces but my heart was never in my tasks. My heart lingered on where the ship was going after my repairs were done. What planets had it seen? What people had its passengers met? Why was I stuck on this metal moon! These thoughts were always just dreams though, dreams accumulated based on tales coming in from the pilots. Tales of battles, open space, and sword wielding force users. I never actually thought about running away until I was sixteen.

I still remember the work order when he landed: Hyperdrive replacement, navicomputer wipe, a top up on fuel, and a few extra credits to never of seen the ship. It was a strange order, maybe that is what made me choose his ship. He believed it was the will of the Force, but whatever it was I finished my work as fast as I could and hid aboard the ship in a storage compartment. I wasn't aware that he was a Jedi or that he knew I was aboard his ship until we broke atmosphere. In orbit he sat me down and explained his Order to me and promised to teach me the ways of the Force. We had traveled together for a year of teachings before my tutoring brought us to Raxus Prime. What was suppose to be a simple telekinesis lesson turned into a duel for our lives. We had been tracked and attacked by a band of Sith. I escaped but my master passed. Now I drift through the galaxy, looking for other Jedi.

ROLEPLAYS
1. None (Status: N/A)

 

[RenegadeTrooper]

Yay! It's here now! Thanks Saint Brandon Rhea!

 

[Titanium Chaor]

Looks good, but I think you want Shii-Cho Form listed under Lightsaber Skills instead of Force Powers.

 

[RenegadeTrooper]

Yeah I figured as much. Will change that up when I do a couple more alterations. Thanks!

 

[RenegadeTrooper]

I am making updates on this character in order to come back and participate in the site. Please point out where I might of missed an update in order to fit with the new canon.