Trushaun

Trushaun'S CHARACTER SHEET

Identity [!ident]

Real Name: Trushaun

A.K.A: Trus, Tru, Shaun

Homeworld: Deep Core World, Has never told anyone the name of the planet, or actual location.

Species: Fosh

Physical Description [!dscrp]

Age: 20 Galactic Standard Years

Height: 1.6 Meters

Weight: 92lbs.

Hair: Orange feathers, with three lines of green streaking from her forehead to the back.

Eyes: Blue. When strained, red

Sex: Female

Overall AppearanceTrushaun's skin is off white but bleeds to purple on the limbs. Her beak has a red scribble down the right side of it. Her hands and fore-arms have white-blue tribal tattoos. They seem to light up when she is strained also. The bone splinters that stretch back to her mane fade from white to blood red.

On her right forearm, the numbers 099125 are branded into her skin.

She has passed her trials, and awaits knighthood. Has been preoccupied with chasing Force-relic Bandits seeking to earn a quick credit. Remained hidden, or else in seclusion back on her home world.

Equipment [!equip]

Clothing or Armor: Has a brown robe, with a black belt rope. Carries a green satchel with her usually slung over the left shoulder and rests on her right thigh.

Weapon: Has dual daggers under her arms under her upper arms. Along with a single throwing knife on her thigh, which she is skilled with. A smaller hilt green lightsaber. Hilt is made of metal, but it feels like a branch off a tree.

Common Inventory: No credits, although has a commlink and a specialized set of goggles for night/thermal/sonic vision with paired comlink corded to an earbud.

Faction Information [!factn]

Force User, Force Sensitive or Non-Force User Force Sensitive

Alignment: Light

Current Faction Affiliation: Jedi

Current Faction Rank: Yet-to-be-ordained Knight.

History: [!hstry]

Force Side: Light

Trained by: Reptillia, Xae-Lin, Roene

Trained who: N/A

Known Skills: Force Basics, Force Grow

Background:

Trushaun looked up at the sky. She saw all sorts of hover vehicles zooming by in and out of the tall metal towers. She had no idea where she was. Something ran down her arm, blood. The blue Fosh blood was creeping out of these new brandings on her arm. Of course, she had been kidnapped by some humanoids wearing grey suits. But had no recollection of when, where or how. One moment she was on the world of Caamas, with its natives, the Caamasi. She had been living with them for close to a year, studying them and their ways. But one day, she was followed by a hovercraft and was abducted.

She looked for consolations in the stars, this was the first time she had been outside since her abduction. Trushaun still had no idea what they did to her. It made her scared, and angry. The star pattern was different, and it had shifted. The stars showed her it had been seven months since she had last scene the sky. The shifted pattern, to where about she was, her best guess was a core world. Trushaun had never heard of a world dominated by this kind of structures.

Now that she knew about when and where she was, she decided to do something about the bleeding of her forearms. She released some tears and with her finger collected them, and rubbed them over her hand. The skin started to heal. She rolled down the sleeves on her white robe and started to walk. She had lost the men who had been chasing her several streets back. She smiled. They forgot to dose her just once, and she had the strength to fight off several guards and exit the building.

She came upon civilization once more. They spoke in a different language than she.

This is going to be most difficult. She thought to herself.