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Vale

AGE

► 25
SPECIES
► Clawdite
HEIGHT
► 5'9
WEIGHT
► 127.lbs
EYE COLOR
► Golden/Yellow hue (Varies)
HAIR COLOR
► Red (Varies)
HOMEWORLD
► Nar Shadda
GENDER
► Female
FACTION
► Syndicate
RANK
► Scoundrel
FORCE SENSITIVITY
► Yes


BIOGRAPHY


"Be careful around that girl. The one with the golden eyes and circle after circle on the inside of them. That smile is hiding something and I don't think we want to figure out what she's smiling about.."

If there was a way to describe the enigma that is Vale, many would say that her unassuming appearance and soft smile were just another way she's facilitating an image of deception. Those who have worked with her during jobs have always commented that her capabilities were always underestimated.

That there was uneasy feeling around her even though she was on their side. Handy with a blaster, splicer and a 'way with words', Vale became something of a word that lowlifes and thugs began to whisper in fear of that the very uttering of her name would get back to her.

The eyes and ears of the mysterious Vale began to fill her usual haunts, keeping tabs and feeding what information was relevant to her relatively small circle of criminal connections. To make matters worse for those who opposed her, she was found out to be a Clawdite of all things. Many within the districts she operated in and as well as those she worked for directly began to wonder who she had been impersonating.

Some of her competitors went missing once she began operating on a larger scale thus many began to believe it was due to her meddling. Had they been killed? Had these people never existed at all and it was just her? They were never long term members of which ever gang she affiliated with. Generally only new bloods they suspected at the most.

She began to rouse further attention of her activities as she began to use her crew to force out anyone of neighborhoods that was using their muscle to invoke loan-shark operations and peddle their contraband, be it weapons or illicit drugs. Though this was not without an exchange. To the unknowing residence of these neighborhoods, their new residents sent to protect them were just the new muscle to replace who they removed.

Vale pays routine visit to these haunts of her to speak with the locals in little meetings to get what information she can of the things they see and experience within the underbelly of Nar Shadda.

When a certain district fell underneath her control, a couple of the nearby gangs finally made the decision to put an end to her mischief once for and all. This stranger was relatively cleaning up the streets that they had worked so hard to fill with their poisonous activities to keep the credits flowing and it couldn't go on any longer. When the time was right, they raided what they considered to be her permanent base of operations inside an apartment block.

They found nothing. Not a single soul inhabiting the rooms but instead found Vale sitting alone. The room was empty save for chairs that were sitting opposite that she had saved for the bosses of these low life gangs. Every member that had accompanied their leaders soon turned their weapons upon them, revealing themselves to sympathizers to Vale and her network of connections. Promises had been, exchanges were made and hands shook long before this raid.

They were promptly seated and Vale explained her terms and conditions. She allowed a few minutes to think it over before some began to erupt that they'd rather die than live under her ever watchful eye. That what she proposed was enslavement in the best of circumstances. She smiled and simply motioned for them to be taken into the streets where they hung these gang overlords as she stood and watched while they squirmed like the worms they were.

The rest fell in line underneath her command and were allowed to return to their disgusting haunts. Never to infringe upon her turf again.

It's said that Vale is always listening when treading into her territory.

Equipment
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+ Formal Dress attire (Button up shirt, tie, slacks and dress shoes)
+ Blaster Revolver
+ Cigaras
Vale is Listening

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