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Ari Marshall
"I hunt beasts, ma'am. People aren't beasts."
"I'm a Planet Tamer. Your governments not helping your colony enough against the weather, the crops, and the beasts? That's where I come in."
Name: Ari Marshall
Age: 29
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Height: 5'5 / 165 cm
Faction: None
Level: 1
Experience: 0 XP
Personality:
Outwardly an overly polite individual, Ari holds very firm beliefs, drawing lines in the sand where she will not cross. Heavily against fighting people, it takes a lot to convince her to take arms against her fellow man, and even more to convince her to kill people. Though she has a particular disdain of bandits, she's more fond of leaving them in the hands of authorities, or in people more willing to take the matters into their own hands. Accenting her speech with a noticeable drawl, "Ma'am," "Sir," and other pleasantries are common. While having a very apparent respect for people, she holds an expectation of the same being returned to her, and will go as far as to cut deals and contracts with people she feels have disrespected her deeply. She's learned her trade through experience and tutors, one of the quickest ways to rub her the wrong way is to question the legitimacy of her actions and instructions.
While competent in the galaxy and able to hold her own, she strangely shows a very strong aversion to intimacy. Going as far as to shave her head regularly to prevent the length from being used against her, such as being grabbed, to asking those she works with to keep their hands off of her, unless she specifically requests or needs it. In times of stress or anger, she often violently jerks away from who try to touch her in an attempt to calm her. While she's averse to physical touch and intimacy, it seems to have little effect on her social relationships, given they understand and submit to her rule of no touching.
Outwardly an overly polite individual, Ari holds very firm beliefs, drawing lines in the sand where she will not cross. Heavily against fighting people, it takes a lot to convince her to take arms against her fellow man, and even more to convince her to kill people. Though she has a particular disdain of bandits, she's more fond of leaving them in the hands of authorities, or in people more willing to take the matters into their own hands. Accenting her speech with a noticeable drawl, "Ma'am," "Sir," and other pleasantries are common. While having a very apparent respect for people, she holds an expectation of the same being returned to her, and will go as far as to cut deals and contracts with people she feels have disrespected her deeply. She's learned her trade through experience and tutors, one of the quickest ways to rub her the wrong way is to question the legitimacy of her actions and instructions.
While competent in the galaxy and able to hold her own, she strangely shows a very strong aversion to intimacy. Going as far as to shave her head regularly to prevent the length from being used against her, such as being grabbed, to asking those she works with to keep their hands off of her, unless she specifically requests or needs it. In times of stress or anger, she often violently jerks away from who try to touch her in an attempt to calm her. While she's averse to physical touch and intimacy, it seems to have little effect on her social relationships, given they understand and submit to her rule of no touching.
History:
Raised by the Marshall family, an amalgamation of teenage orphans adopted for labor in exchange for board, Ari did not know her birth parents. The Marshall family, a loose term for a loosely related bunch, was meant for a specific purpose. Easy labor for a colony on Felucia, they would trade work for board and food, a cheaper rate than any worker, as well as helping get the colony on its feet. Work varied from day to day, gardening to carpentry, harvesting to defense work. The Marshalls did all they could, those experienced calling the work 'Planet Taming,' most of them more than happy to pass down the knowledge onto the younger generation. Ari, among them, took to the work quite well, with little complaint, and with little problem.
Of the problems of Felucia was the wildlife. Ornery and aggressive, native Acklay, Rancor, and other beasts didn't take kindly to the intrusion of their habitat. The colonies hunters taught important lessons to those willing to aid them, how to fight such large beasts, and more importantly, how to drive them off. Killing all that approached wasn't just a waste of supplies, it was a waste of life. The creatures weren't intelligent, but they could be taught when a fight wasn't worth it. While not being a master of any given aspect of the work she did, Ari was found to be a jack of all trades. As she grew of age and maturity, she joined the hired Planet Tamers, working with them as an apprentice.
Years went by with Ari and her superiors, she learned not only how to deal with and tame the planets of various environments, she learned how to cultivate the lands of such foreign nature that prior experience would not help. Working as a freelance who still paid dues to the house she worked with, Ari Marshall was equipped as a full fledged Planet Tamer, one of many, distinguishable only by her rates.
Raised by the Marshall family, an amalgamation of teenage orphans adopted for labor in exchange for board, Ari did not know her birth parents. The Marshall family, a loose term for a loosely related bunch, was meant for a specific purpose. Easy labor for a colony on Felucia, they would trade work for board and food, a cheaper rate than any worker, as well as helping get the colony on its feet. Work varied from day to day, gardening to carpentry, harvesting to defense work. The Marshalls did all they could, those experienced calling the work 'Planet Taming,' most of them more than happy to pass down the knowledge onto the younger generation. Ari, among them, took to the work quite well, with little complaint, and with little problem.
Of the problems of Felucia was the wildlife. Ornery and aggressive, native Acklay, Rancor, and other beasts didn't take kindly to the intrusion of their habitat. The colonies hunters taught important lessons to those willing to aid them, how to fight such large beasts, and more importantly, how to drive them off. Killing all that approached wasn't just a waste of supplies, it was a waste of life. The creatures weren't intelligent, but they could be taught when a fight wasn't worth it. While not being a master of any given aspect of the work she did, Ari was found to be a jack of all trades. As she grew of age and maturity, she joined the hired Planet Tamers, working with them as an apprentice.
Years went by with Ari and her superiors, she learned not only how to deal with and tame the planets of various environments, she learned how to cultivate the lands of such foreign nature that prior experience would not help. Working as a freelance who still paid dues to the house she worked with, Ari Marshall was equipped as a full fledged Planet Tamer, one of many, distinguishable only by her rates.