Name: Kreeata Jendri
Sex: Female
Age: 22
Species: Rodian
Force: N/A
Force techniques: N/A
Combat Techniques: Standard Supercommando training, Bounty Hunter's Guild standard training, proficiency with numerous classes of weapons, including sword-fighting with a Mandalorian beskad blade.
Equipment: Merr-Sonn Scalphunter rifle, DL-18 pistol, Beskad sword, light beskar'gam, YT-1250 light Freighter Mereel's Revenge.

Appearance: A towering (as much as a Rodian can be), heavily muscled woman for her species, Kreeata is considered 'cute' by Rodian standards, with bright green skin and black, multi-faceted eyes. Her hair is kept in a very short mohawk usually hidden under her helmet, and her face is marked with old, pale green scars. She favors a stripped down suit of beskar'gam, the helmet modified for rather obvious reasons, retainig the general shape, though sacrificing the iconic t-visor for two bulbous lenses, and the front is widdened to accomidate her snout. Otherwise, she wears only the chestpiece, codpiece and shin guards (all olive drab trimmed with bright yellow), wearing a baggy short-sleeved gray jumpsuit underneath, along with long, black fingerless gloves and heavy combat boots.

Personality: Kreeata is a proud warrior without a nation to fight for, trying to keep the bitterness of her people's fate from souring her disposition. Brave and willing to meet almost any challenge placed before her, she tries in every way she can to embody the values taught to her by her clan, though this can easily lead to her biting off more than she can chew, and has been the cause of more than a few scars. Unlike most of the few remaining True Mandalorians, she bares no ill will toward the Jedi, placing the blame for the massacre firmly on Death Watch's head, and has sworn to see every fool that follows their banner dead.

History: There isn't too much to be said about this woman. Born and raised in the Mandalorian clan Jendri, Kreeata is one of the last of the non-Human Mandos in her time. Taught from an early age to fight and drilled into the lifestyle set by the Supercommando Codex, she wanted only to follow in the tradition set by Jaster Mereel and Jango Fett. Sadly the dream was cut short, or so it seemed, when most of the True Mandalorians were slain on Galidraan, she being too young at the time to fight in such a battle. With their leadership and most of their numbers dead, Kreeata could only watch as her people scattered or assimilated with the pacifist New Mandalorians, a path she would not accept.

Seeing little other purpose, she set out in the galaxy, joining the Bounty Hunter's Guild to seek out her fortune and some amount of glory, though she holds out hope that, one day, she might hear the call of a new Mandalore to rally her people. With each passing day, however, that hope starts to dwindle, and she's beginning to think that the bounty hunter's life will be hers forever, and now she's stuck on Naboo while she awaits repairs to her ship, all the while that damned CIS propaganda grates on her ears...