Independent Valfreyja Tysdottor

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"Reach for the horizon, aim your gaze to the unknown"



















- Valfreyja Tysdottor.
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RANK Brains for Hire TITLE Brawn for Hire SPECIES Dwari
HOMEWORLD Asteroid Mine 213 AGE 21 HEIGHT 1.82m WEIGHT 72kg

H I S T O R Y

I guess before I tell you about myself, I should tell you a little about my people. We call ourselves the Dwari, though I don't think the Republic or the Empire before ever wrote us down as an official people or a race. If you traced our genealogy you would find a little of everything, some of us with white hair have a little Arkanian in us, those with poor eyesight, Miralukan and a few have point ears, there you will find a little Selphi. We the decedents of misfits and outcasts who have escaped from their old world's to live a new life here in the Outer Rim, doing what we do best. Mine.

We are some of if not he best asteroid and planetary miners you will find, from the time I could walk I was picking up a hammer, pick or drill to try and help my family. For ever Dwari does their part, we are contracted as a people not a company so if you don't pull your weight, you are not fired, you are left behind, alone. But mining is hard work, both physically and mentally and don't get me started about pirates and thieves. So we have become a hardy people, built to do what we can to help our people, some like me even leave to see the galaxy, gather knowledge and wealth to return back to the family and strengthen our/my people.

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So enough about them, lets talk about me. I was born on Asteroid Mine 213 in the Hoth belt, you can see it that photo, twelve down and forty seven from the right. The Dwari had been mining this section for about nine years before I was born and I was one of the last born on this job. Before I even turned four I said goodbye to my birthplace, we were finished with the contract and their was no room for sentimentality. We destroyed what we couldn't take with us and moved to the next job near Ryloth. Our prospectors had been their around a year already so we had a nice habitat already built when we arrived, it was here that I got my first Hydropick and mined my first Ionite my father was so happy that day.

I spent the rest of my life with the Dwari on that little asteroid, there was enough Ionite, Iron and Halite to keep us going for at least two decades. I was eight when I was handed my first blaster, a pirate raid, I never got to fire it but I was ready. Well I tell myself I was. We often get raided, be it on the asteroids themselves or when hauling to refineries, so we are all trained to defend ourselves. To my dad's dismay I seemingly took better to a blaster than a Hydropick, I enjoyed both but I was soon dragged off 'roid' more than not to run security with the shipments.

Dwari need to be resilient, smart and above all always useful otherwise we die, so when I wasn't waving a blaster or turret in an attackers face I was learning how to fix a ship, to fly one, to break it down or blow it up. It was a busy life but it kept my head out of trouble, or so I was told. I don't know what trouble you could get to on an asteroid controlled entirely by your people. I was sixteen when I had to kill my first person by hand, I had downed at least a half dozen raiders before that, but that had been through the screens of a turret, but this one stuck with me. He was a boy even younger than me, tattooed up to the eyeballs and a sickly yellow grin on his face. 'Spice' I was told but I couldn't be sure.

I was twenty, 'the age of yearning' we call it, the time where we are allowed to venture out from the family, into the galaxy to learn new things and bring them back to help our people. I was off the 'roid' before my birthday had ended, my father cried, my mother laughed as I launched myself out into the galaxy. Since then I have travelled half the galaxy and served every major government, got my fingers in a fair few pies so hopefully something good will turn up quick.


A B I L I T I E S

Years of hard mining and centuries of evolution within her people have given Valfreyja a strong physique and excellent hand eye co-ordination. Although a lifetime of near zero access to t he sun has created a mass vitamin deficiency resulting in her relying on weekly injections like most of her people, she also has an intense sensitivity to light often requiring shades or a helmet on planets.

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Picking up a blaster at a young age Valfreyja has a good handle of herself in combat, both with short to medium range weapons as well as hand to hand combat. She has a basic understanding of starship maintenance, able to keep it flying thorough a fair bit of warning lights but still requires experts when things really go wrong.



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