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[tr2][td] Name: [/td][td]Dawn Whisperwind[/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Age: [/td][td]18[/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Height: [/td][td]5'4"[/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Eyes: [/td][td]Blue[/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Skin: [/td][td]Fair[/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Dexterity: [/td][td]■■■■■■■ ■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Intelligence: [/td][td]■■■■■■■■ ■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Charisma: [/td][td]■■■■■■■ ■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[th]Value[/th]
[tr2][td] Negotiation: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] First aid: [/td][td]■■■■■ ■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Streetwise: [/td][td]■■■■ ■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Edged Weapons: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Hand To Hand: [/td][td]■■■■■■ ■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Computer use: [/td][td]■■■■■■ ■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Security: [/td][td]■■■■■■ ■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Pickpocket: [/td][td]■■■■■ ■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[th]Value[/th]
[tr2][td] Doppelgänger: [/td][td]■ ■■■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Tutaminis: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Force Jump: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Force Stealth: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Revitalize: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Lightsaber Combat (Ataru): [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[th]Value[/th]
[tr2][td] Ryl (Twi'leki): [/td][td]■■■■■■ ■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Nerd: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Huttese: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Mando'a: [/td][td]■■■■■ ■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Binary: [/td][td]■■■■ ■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
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| Rank | None |
| Species: | Human |
| Gender: | Female |
| Weight: | 114 lbs. |
| Hair: | Brunette |
| Force Sensitive: | Yes |
| Attributes | Value |
|---|---|
| Strength: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Constitution: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Wisdom: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Skils | |
| Partying: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Interrogation: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Diplomacy: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Survival : | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Lockpick: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Slicing: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Forgery: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Acrobatics: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Abilities | |
| Mind Trick (Illusion): | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Telekinesis: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Force Sense: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Force Speed: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Floating Meditation: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Telepathy: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Languages | |
| Basic: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Jawaese: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Cheunh: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| High Galactic: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Sith language: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
| Shyriiwook: | ■■■■■■■■■■ |
[tr2][td] Name: [/td][td]Dawn Whisperwind[/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Age: [/td][td]18[/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Height: [/td][td]5'4"[/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Eyes: [/td][td]Blue[/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Skin: [/td][td]Fair[/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Dexterity: [/td][td]■■■■■■■ ■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Intelligence: [/td][td]■■■■■■■■ ■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Charisma: [/td][td]■■■■■■■ ■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[th]Value[/th]
[tr2][td] Negotiation: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] First aid: [/td][td]■■■■■ ■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Streetwise: [/td][td]■■■■ ■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Edged Weapons: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Hand To Hand: [/td][td]■■■■■■ ■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Computer use: [/td][td]■■■■■■ ■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Security: [/td][td]■■■■■■ ■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Pickpocket: [/td][td]■■■■■ ■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[th]Value[/th]
[tr2][td] Doppelgänger: [/td][td]■ ■■■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Tutaminis: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Force Jump: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Force Stealth: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Revitalize: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Lightsaber Combat (Ataru): [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[th]Value[/th]
[tr2][td] Ryl (Twi'leki): [/td][td]■■■■■■ ■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Nerd: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Huttese: [/td][td]■■■ ■■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Mando'a: [/td][td]■■■■■ ■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
[tr2][td] Binary: [/td][td]■■■■ ■■■■■■ [/td][/tr2]
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Dawn, or Dawny for friends (Night Owl, for very, very close ones), was quite a communicative, adventurous and joyful young girl during the nights. This was a remainder of her younger years, where she was used to sneak onto all kinds of parties, from a Rave to a high-society ball to scout out the security systems. She also never could help but being very keen on keeping her wardrobe on the newest line. Later, being a Jedi, Dawn did her best to uphold the hard worked for reputation of being a serious, nose-to-the-book and hard training girl by day.
Naturally, this behavior does have it's price and she counters it with Jedi meditation techniques, which she still needs to raise to an average level so she does no longer find herself flattening her nose in the Datapad in the afternoon and study times.
May it as it be, she still was constantly on the lookout for an adventure or a heist to plan, even though she never intended to carry out said heists anymore (Adventures? Come at me!). It's been simply too much fun to plan them.
Then, she was recruited for the darker ways of Justice, and in the process lost it all during the Sith attack. Now, she's just looking for a way to survive, regain her old identity and constantly ducking out of the way. This, of course took a lot of strain on her sunny personality. She's gotten grim, cautious and there are constantly had lines around her mouth.
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Dawn learned the trade of a thief starting age five, when her father, a quite well skilled thief himself, had to take care of her since her mother and his wife went to jail for life, charge: Burglary, theft, and so on.
With such a family, it's not surprising her idea of 'ownership' is a little off from the norm. But she learned a lot about picking locks, slicing, seeing the bigger picture, memorizing blueprints and translate them into actual plans as well as sneak into parties to scout ahead. Her daily routine was thus driven by physical exercises in special prepared rooms, studying common knowledge, learn to adapt to different levels of society and learn a few languages, supporting her father in his plans in pointing out the weaknesses and thus contributed to ensure that the heists were a success and the risks minimized. Losing her Daddy too was out of the question.
Dawn learned about her force ability quite early, but tried to make it a secret to her dad, who decided to let her have it and played along, sometimes smiling at the clumsy attempts to hide her Force usage when she was taking the spoon that was clearly out of reach or dragged him back to the sidewalk before he could be smashed by a vehicle.
So, when she got 10 he brought her a special something from one of the heists: A Holocron. Although the father did not knew what was in it, he decided to give it to her as a birthday present, stating it was a 'puzzle for her to solve'. And she ‘solved’ it, although it was only containing the most basic training for a Padawan, at best. Save from a little secret about Illusions. Unfortunately for Dawn, the Holocron was quite old, and she never managed to get more than the most basic things and had to train herself in the hours she was alone in the Apartment of the planet they were on at the time for the heist.
At the age of 15, she tried her first own heist after an argument with her father. Not satisfied only to be there for the planning and pointing out the things he oversaw. She wanted to do the action part for a change. It was a rather nasty and heated argument in the sense that it in fact was the first argument between them since mom was imprisoned. Unfortunately years of small things piled up to be thrown into the argument, like the wrong use of toothpaste and forgetting to do the laundry. At the end, Dawns point that she had been training harder than he did during the time he was her age, that Dawn had to stay in the hideout and never knew he if he really came back this time or would be caught and her dad was getting old was the point where the two parted ways, ideological and physical. Since her Father always understood that there was more needed for a heist to succeed then a little planning and being agile, he made a decision this day he would regret for the rest of his life. The last thing he said when she slammed the door from the outside, her backpack with her things and plans packed was "You have to adapt to the things that could not be planned."
Dawn's solo-heist was over as as quickly as it started, since she met the greatest security issue a thief may encounter and that can not be so simply circumvented: 2 Jedi, a Knight and a Master guarding the object in question, coincidentally being an antique Lightsaber. And they were warned and expected her. Her father contacted them before marching into the next Police station for a self-indictment, not wanting his daughter to walk the same path.
Since orphanages are really not any fun, she took a wandering Jedi’s offer to join the Order in some form of easy sentence, albeit at first only because of the things she expected to learn, thinking that Jedi training would improve her skills as a thief. Sure, she was disappointed right away by having to live a regular upstanding life, doing regular exercises and study a lot. But in a defiant reaction, she did exactly that, aside of her own 'secret' studies in her old skills, thinking they may come in handy when time comes by.
And mostly to her own surprise, the time indeed came by, specifically in form of a Senator of the Republic requesting her for a special unit of Force users, specifically trained for situations in which the ‘official’ ways and procedures of Republic law are not applicable.
It is still unclear what went wrong, and where things went wrong, but she is reported M.I.A. for a while now, just to avoid having to confess she ever did this job.
And there also was no going back any more from this assignment when the Sith struck. Within a short amount of time her true identity and job was erased from the database, but not the criminal record that actually served as her undercover identity. Unfortunately, the Sith did not care to remove it and according to the extensive record, it made her even a target for the now ruling Sith. All she was left with was a small encoded box with her data. Unfortunately, it can only be opened with a combination of biometric data and a certain passphrase spoken by a high level Senator to get back what she actually was. And even if she would find such an Senator, it would make her a Jedi. What would mean a target for the Sith nevertheless.
In an effort to get at least the box opened for a time she may need it again she was roaming the Galaxy, evading the Sith and Bounty hunters alike and lived under the worst possible conditions for most of the time. Being a wanted criminal does this for you. And to top things off, she lost her left arm and part of the rib cage in a detonation while she tried to rescue a suspected Senator from a Sith hunting said Senator down. She awoke with a cybernetic arm, courtesy of the Senator, but he bailed on her some time during her recovery.
So she is back at square one. Hunted by Sith and Bounty hunters, with a false identity and at the moment no way to recover her true self. Even if it's just digital.
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Her Force powers usually manifest in some way or another in the form of violet, transparent energy-butterflies
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No enhancements. It always works just as her normal one would do.
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Personality
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Dawn, or Dawny for friends (Night Owl, for very, very close ones), was quite a communicative, adventurous and joyful young girl during the nights. This was a remainder of her younger years, where she was used to sneak onto all kinds of parties, from a Rave to a high-society ball to scout out the security systems. She also never could help but being very keen on keeping her wardrobe on the newest line. Later, being a Jedi, Dawn did her best to uphold the hard worked for reputation of being a serious, nose-to-the-book and hard training girl by day.
Naturally, this behavior does have it's price and she counters it with Jedi meditation techniques, which she still needs to raise to an average level so she does no longer find herself flattening her nose in the Datapad in the afternoon and study times.
May it as it be, she still was constantly on the lookout for an adventure or a heist to plan, even though she never intended to carry out said heists anymore (Adventures? Come at me!). It's been simply too much fun to plan them.
Then, she was recruited for the darker ways of Justice, and in the process lost it all during the Sith attack. Now, she's just looking for a way to survive, regain her old identity and constantly ducking out of the way. This, of course took a lot of strain on her sunny personality. She's gotten grim, cautious and there are constantly had lines around her mouth.
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Biography
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Dawn learned the trade of a thief starting age five, when her father, a quite well skilled thief himself, had to take care of her since her mother and his wife went to jail for life, charge: Burglary, theft, and so on.
With such a family, it's not surprising her idea of 'ownership' is a little off from the norm. But she learned a lot about picking locks, slicing, seeing the bigger picture, memorizing blueprints and translate them into actual plans as well as sneak into parties to scout ahead. Her daily routine was thus driven by physical exercises in special prepared rooms, studying common knowledge, learn to adapt to different levels of society and learn a few languages, supporting her father in his plans in pointing out the weaknesses and thus contributed to ensure that the heists were a success and the risks minimized. Losing her Daddy too was out of the question.
Dawn learned about her force ability quite early, but tried to make it a secret to her dad, who decided to let her have it and played along, sometimes smiling at the clumsy attempts to hide her Force usage when she was taking the spoon that was clearly out of reach or dragged him back to the sidewalk before he could be smashed by a vehicle.
So, when she got 10 he brought her a special something from one of the heists: A Holocron. Although the father did not knew what was in it, he decided to give it to her as a birthday present, stating it was a 'puzzle for her to solve'. And she ‘solved’ it, although it was only containing the most basic training for a Padawan, at best. Save from a little secret about Illusions. Unfortunately for Dawn, the Holocron was quite old, and she never managed to get more than the most basic things and had to train herself in the hours she was alone in the Apartment of the planet they were on at the time for the heist.
At the age of 15, she tried her first own heist after an argument with her father. Not satisfied only to be there for the planning and pointing out the things he oversaw. She wanted to do the action part for a change. It was a rather nasty and heated argument in the sense that it in fact was the first argument between them since mom was imprisoned. Unfortunately years of small things piled up to be thrown into the argument, like the wrong use of toothpaste and forgetting to do the laundry. At the end, Dawns point that she had been training harder than he did during the time he was her age, that Dawn had to stay in the hideout and never knew he if he really came back this time or would be caught and her dad was getting old was the point where the two parted ways, ideological and physical. Since her Father always understood that there was more needed for a heist to succeed then a little planning and being agile, he made a decision this day he would regret for the rest of his life. The last thing he said when she slammed the door from the outside, her backpack with her things and plans packed was "You have to adapt to the things that could not be planned."
Dawn's solo-heist was over as as quickly as it started, since she met the greatest security issue a thief may encounter and that can not be so simply circumvented: 2 Jedi, a Knight and a Master guarding the object in question, coincidentally being an antique Lightsaber. And they were warned and expected her. Her father contacted them before marching into the next Police station for a self-indictment, not wanting his daughter to walk the same path.
Since orphanages are really not any fun, she took a wandering Jedi’s offer to join the Order in some form of easy sentence, albeit at first only because of the things she expected to learn, thinking that Jedi training would improve her skills as a thief. Sure, she was disappointed right away by having to live a regular upstanding life, doing regular exercises and study a lot. But in a defiant reaction, she did exactly that, aside of her own 'secret' studies in her old skills, thinking they may come in handy when time comes by.
And mostly to her own surprise, the time indeed came by, specifically in form of a Senator of the Republic requesting her for a special unit of Force users, specifically trained for situations in which the ‘official’ ways and procedures of Republic law are not applicable.
It is still unclear what went wrong, and where things went wrong, but she is reported M.I.A. for a while now, just to avoid having to confess she ever did this job.
And there also was no going back any more from this assignment when the Sith struck. Within a short amount of time her true identity and job was erased from the database, but not the criminal record that actually served as her undercover identity. Unfortunately, the Sith did not care to remove it and according to the extensive record, it made her even a target for the now ruling Sith. All she was left with was a small encoded box with her data. Unfortunately, it can only be opened with a combination of biometric data and a certain passphrase spoken by a high level Senator to get back what she actually was. And even if she would find such an Senator, it would make her a Jedi. What would mean a target for the Sith nevertheless.
In an effort to get at least the box opened for a time she may need it again she was roaming the Galaxy, evading the Sith and Bounty hunters alike and lived under the worst possible conditions for most of the time. Being a wanted criminal does this for you. And to top things off, she lost her left arm and part of the rib cage in a detonation while she tried to rescue a suspected Senator from a Sith hunting said Senator down. She awoke with a cybernetic arm, courtesy of the Senator, but he bailed on her some time during her recovery.
So she is back at square one. Hunted by Sith and Bounty hunters, with a false identity and at the moment no way to recover her true self. Even if it's just digital.
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Distinguishing marks
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Her Force powers usually manifest in some way or another in the form of violet, transparent energy-butterflies
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Miscellaneous
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- 6 Poisonous throwing dart, for subduing opponents
- 2x Lightsaber (training mode built in)
- Multi-pocket belt
- Blaster pistol
- Assorted pool of dresses
- Owns Penthouses on at least 3 neutral Metropol worlds
- 3 fake identities (Imperial, Hutt space, Neutral space), probably not worth anything since they have not been in use for too long.
- Glasses with extras (IR, thermo, light enhancer, HUD)
- 2x Lightsaber (training mode built in)
- Multi-pocket belt
- Blaster pistol
- Assorted pool of dresses
- Owns Penthouses on at least 3 neutral Metropol worlds
- 3 fake identities (Imperial, Hutt space, Neutral space), probably not worth anything since they have not been in use for too long.
- Glasses with extras (IR, thermo, light enhancer, HUD)
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