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NAME: Ayha Jezerylia Trex
FACTION: Midnight Men
RANK: Soldier
SPECIES: Wroonian
AGE: 20
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 5'6"
WEIGHT: 120 lbs.
EYES: Yellow
HAIR: Black (Though often dyed different colors)
SKIN: Blue
CREDITS: 1000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: 2 yellow lines on the back of each hand that curve in the middle and almost meet. There is a yellow dot at each end of each line.
DOMINATE HAND: Right
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTH: She can really pack a punch (High)
DEXTERITY: Quick, coordinated, and graceful in every movement (High)
CONSTITUTION: Healthy and Fit (Average)
INTELLIGENCE: Not a genius, not a blockhead (Average)
WISDOM: She’s perceptive, and knows when to apply knowledge (Average)
CHARISMA: Ayha's a charmer (Average)
SKILLS:
- Demolitions
- Disable Device
- QuickDraw
- Speak Language- Huttese
- Low Profile
WEAKNESSES: She does have her weaknesses however, such as fighting with a sword or knife and a tendency to develop strong attachments to certain people. Ayha has no idea how to fly and her aim isn't all that great. She struggles slightly with patience and stealth, and doesn't really know a thing about battle tactics. She goes on the whole "Hit them before they hit you" idea.
GEAR:
Blue Combat Gloves
Utility Belt (contains Grenades, Heavy Blaster Pistol, Datapad, Comlink)
Energy Shield
Light Combat Suit, white, no sleeves
Purple Poncho
SHIP: None
PERSONALITY: Ayha is a Wroonian on the plantet Zeltros. Her skin is blue in a sea of those whose is red but somehow she still manages to keep a low profile. That doesn't however imply that she is shy. She'll speak her mind if she feels the need and isn't easily frightened. She's very self confident and takes pride in her work and heritage. Because of her wealthy upbringing, she tends to move with a royalty-esque grace. Ayha develops strong relationships quickly, whether they be friendly ones or otherwise, and will go to great lengths if they feel threatened. After meeting Edom, she gained a dislike for people who dwell on past hard times and is normally quite the merry one, with eyes full of a child-like wonder.
HISTORY: Ayha Jezerylia Trex was born on the party planet Zeltros, to the wealthy Goli and his new wife, young Ulla. Goli was an old man, who had had many wives prior to Ulla. She was the first however, to have a child. Ayha was his pride and joy. As she grew and her mother ran off, they only grew closer. Goli passed down the tradition of making grenades to his daughter when she turned 8. That same year, Ayha’s best friend Karki moved in along with her older brother Strykr. Ayha was right in between the zeltrons in age, 4 years older than Karki, 4 years younger than Strykr. They’d roughhouse and catch gizka together, share secrets and laugh like every other child.
Everything was just perfect, until she turned 18. Half way through that year, her father had died. It hit Ayha hard, and she didn’t even want people to call her that, because her father had cherished the name so. Karki comforted her and released her from that foolish feeling, but her rough and tumble, playful attitude was gone and replaced by a sadder, more serious one.
Another year and another horrible blow. About a year after her father’s death, Strykr was suddenly fleeing off world. A sobbing Karki was convinced he was banished, and caught a ride with some Republic soldiers to get away from the planet and find him. That left poor Ayha totally and completely alone. She knew Strykr. Sure, he wasn’t the most legal type of guy, but he never did anything to hurt anyone. She decided to do some sneaking. Something was up.
After around month, she confirmed her suspicions. After her dad died, he left his properties to neighbors, friends, and of course Ayha. After some looking, one man was buying them all. A tall Muun named Pytto Kor. She watched him for a while. He followed every law, but she couldn’t help feeling that he was trouble. He had somehow broken up Karki’s family, which by then was just her and her brother. He was planning to turn the neighborhood her father built up into a resort, a friend of her‘s said. That wasn’t what her father wanted. That wasn’t what she wanted. A little more questioning of the people who used to live there and she found they weren’t keen on the deal at all, but the sly Muun had a frightening Nikto bodyguard that no one wanted to mess with. He apparently gambled his way to victory,with loaded dice some claimed, or traded them their homes for something else they wanted. Most zeltrons seemed, to Ayha, materialistic, so offering them a nice speeder may have done the trick. The government could do nothing to him however. He followed every rule there was. She’d have to take matters into her own hands.
Ayha took pride in her work as she walked away from the house. Her great grandfather was a Sith grenadier in the Jedi Civil War, and the tradition was passed down. She’d just loaded the Muun’s house with explosive charges, and the button to activate them sat smugly in her pocket. That night, she snuck into his house, coming up behind him at his desk, blaster pointed at his elongated head. Right as she said, “Hello Mr. Kor,” a strong arm wrapped loosely around her neck and a similar blaster pointed at her head.
“Thank you, Edom,” the Muun smiled, nodding but not telling him to let go “Now, miss Ayha Trex, how may I help you?”
His words sounded slimy to her and she replied, taking a bit of a risk in presuming, “I want the neighbors houses back. I want my friends home. I know you cheated them and that you blackmailed Strykr. Those people are out of homes, just because you didn’t play fair. Loaded dice? Trading speeders? Are you that low?”
The Muun’s eyes narrowed “With such loose rules it was easy and a party atmosphere will make me and my resort huge.” He motioned something to his Nikto and continued “You’ll get your turn soon Miss Ayha. Your house is on the property I want too. But I don‘t want to deal with you yet. Lower your weapon and leave, or Edom here will kill you and your house will be mine.”
Regrettably she lowered her weapon, but inside she was anxious and excited. The Nikto escorted her outside and off of the property of the large house. “Good thing you weren’t inside,” she smirked and pushed the button in her pocket. The half of the house she was just in burst up into flames. It would look like a routine fire. Inside Pytto Kor was hearing the message she programmed to go off as the charges detonated “Greed never pays, Mr. Pytto. Greed never pays.”
“I’ve been watching you, as you‘ve been watching him, ” Edom spoke in shaky Basic “You have potential. You want training?”
Ayha gladly agreed and for the next year, she learned to fight. She could fire a blaster, but what she really excelled at was hand to hand combat. She was quick, and her punches were hard. Her endurance rose. She even learned Huttese out of the whole thing, to make it easier to communicate. She and Edom grew very close. He saved her from her saddness of the past two years events.
After nearly a year, Edom told her he needed to go back to Kintan, his homeworld, for a while. The Kajain’sa’Nikto were waging war against the Nikto in the mountains. According to Edom, the different groups were constantly warring, but what good were skills if you couldn’t test them. He urged Ayha to test her own skills. She didn’t know how she could. She figured join a faction, and with that she began her search.
KILLS: None
DUELING RING MATCHES: None
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES: None
ROLE-PLAYS:
Clock Strikes Twelve
New Soldier on the Block
To Catch a Fraud
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