[b]Name (Full):[/b] Jahzra Rocvard [b]Aliases:[/b] Prafra Shobrut, Kifarrane Fisass [b]Nicknames:[/b] Jazz, Jazzie, Jasmin, Rocker, Rockie, Rockhard [b]Sex:[/b] Female [b]Age:[/b] 27 [b]Height:[/b] 5'7" [b]Weight:[/b] 132-139 [b]Build:[/b] Well built [b]Measurements:[/b] 36D-25-34 [b]Hair:[/b] Long, midtoned [b]Species:[/b] Zeltron [b]Birthplace:[/b] A hospital. (Zeltros) [B]Force Potential:[/B] Yes. (top 20% in natural strength/affinity of those that are Force Sensitive) [u][b]Physical Appearance:[/b][/u] [indent][img]https://cdn.nickpic.host/images/psQy8z.jpg[/img] [img]https://cdn.nickpic.host/images/psUGyc.jpg[/img] [img]https://cdn.nickpic.host/images/psUmSW.png[/img][/indent] Click for full-size version [url=https://cdnw.nickpic.host/rOjYCN.png][img]https://cdnw.nickpic.host/rOjYCN.md.png[/img][/url] [B][U]Vehicles:[/U][/B] [indent][URL=http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Baudo-class_star_yacht]Baudo-class star yacht[/URL]. (Modified) named [I]Swift Horizon[/I]- Ship status: [COLOR=00FF00]Active[/COLOR]. Skyhopper - (Made by Incom) - Status: [color=fff200]Mothballed[/color] Swoop bike - Status: [COLOR=00FF00]Active[/COLOR][/indent] [B][U]Weapons:[/U][/B] [URL=http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/DL-18_Blaster_Pistol]DL-18 blaster pistol[/URL] (modified, barrel - protective guide rod so does not catch in holster), vibro-shiv, holdout blaster pistol. [B][U]Armor:[/U][/B] Nerfhide jacket [B][U]Finances:[/U][/B] [indent]Life Savings: 2500 creds Pocket cash: 250 Weekly income (average): 400 creds Line of Credit: 5000 Inheritance: $100,000 (Jahz gets half, sis gets the other)[/indent] [B][U]Personality:[/U][/B] Jahzra is a middle child born on a party planet to a middle-class family in a small farming community. She has proven to consider herself nothing special. With myriad faces coming through her life, and being the middle child she is good at making friends. Often she prefers to make new friends rather than enemies. Jahzra has a strong independent streak, which often leads to her being rebellious as well. She is resourceful and cunning, as well as socially intelligent. Despite this, she has her own securities. She also has a secretive nature. As a natural negotiator or mediator, this aids her in her entrepreneurial attitude, especially for negotiating contracts. A people pleaser, she thrives on friendships and connection with others. This often comes easily due to her Zeltron heritage. She can be competitive at times. Jahzra is almost always open to new experiences and is unafraid to try new things. Unafraid of authority, she refuses to back down. This is especially when it comes to protecting friends, or in regards to what is fair. She is generous and giving when she has the ability to be. Her skills, ability to adapt, and attitudes make her team-player rather than a complete loner. She is, of course, perfectly happy on her own as well. She enjoys mental games, such as puzzles, as well as though exercises, and figuring people out. She also enjoys physical pursuits, often sports, as well as other physical...hobbies. It is often easier to motivate her by telling her not to do X-thing. Or she might see it as a personal challenge, which she is also unafraid of. She cares little for long-odds. With her resourcefulness and other capabilities, she is often able to do things others would consider quite hard. [B][U]Family: [/U][/B] [LIST] [*]Mother: Pedella [*]Father: Kigios [*]Sister (older): Drakina [*]Brother (younger): Okrend [*]Extended: Several aunts, uncles, cousins, along with grandparents. [/LIST] [B][U]History:[/U][/B] [hider=It's lengthy] Jahzra was born in a small town, a farming community really, that provided food for the region. Her parents were low-middle class, and worked as handlers for the automated farms, keeping the machinery in good repair. Padella did as best she could, along with her husband Kigios, but often Jahz was left in the care of her older sister Drakina. Years later her younger brother, Okrend would come along. Jahz spent much of her time playing on farmland and helping her parents with repairs to the droids, or machinery. This gave her something of a tomboy upbringing but makes her naturally good with her hands, machinery, and technology. And as always there was education, but the Zeltron education system was more loose, having both public, private, and self-education systems. She did reasonably well, at least until Kigios seemed to up and vanish a short time after Okrend was born. This left him in the care of his older sisters, though more of Drakina’s than Jahzra’s. Resenting her father’s leaving, she, of course, flaked out and began to slip in her education some. Being left on her own much more, she began to develop a strong independent streak, which only began to increase as she began to blossom and fill out as a woman with the onset of puberty at roughly thirteen to fourteen. IT was then she began to get into risky behaviors, hanging out with the ‘wrong’ crowd. She had her first drink around then, and soon enough found she liked it. Not long after, she lost, or gave up to her virginity to an older guy who seemed to have all the right answers, knew the right things to say. Unfortunately, a week later she was left on her own. Attempting to shrug off the devastation and take an edge off everything, she turned to drinking, and a couple of party drugs she’d heard from. It was fun, and for a time she was able to maintain an even keel, focusing on school when she could, but also hanging out with her friends. Before long she was busted and grounded. Chaffing at restriction she went to ignoring them and would sneak out, or just not come home until the early hours of the morning. Her classwork didn’t seem to suffer and was pretty spot on. It was clear that Jahzra was a smart girl. Perhaps more than any of her family would have guessed. Soon after she was able to acquire a skyhopper to go along with the small swoop she’d managed to finagle from a friend. She discovered she had a love of flying and was good at it. She began to get into races here and there, another risky activity. Eventually, her mother was at a loss and kicked her out. It was emotional and painful for all, but Jahz committed to being on her own. For a while, she couch-surfed with friends, or with her large, extended family. Graduating out of the education system early she turned to partying here and there and making money by what means she could, from bets and gambling to making deals, and at a couple of points, taking a package from one place to another, and occasionally trading favors for money. Eventually, she was making deliveries quite a bit. Tragedy struck though as one [B]race[/B] in her skyhopper resulted in a [B]collision[/B] with lumbering [B]hover truck[/B] that was hauling garbage. She’d been [B]bumped by a rival racer[/B] and as she tried to avoid with a clever dive, it had clipped the top fin of her speeder sending it spinning crazily, tumbling into traffic. Thankfully no other vehicles were hit, but she did [B]crash into the side of a building[/B]. She awoke days later in the hospital after being dunked in a bacta tank a few times. With [B]no real money[/B] to pay for her medical bills, and no one she could really turn to… and law enforcement likely about to be breathing down her neck, Jahz was miserable secondary to any physical pain she might have felt. So it was that she found herself approached by a man named [B]Scardon Orsan[/B]. He met her in that hospital room and sat on her bed. He’d taken the time to learn who she was, and talk to her folks, and friends. He’d owned the building, and the hover truck she’d hit. He was a [B]wealthy businessman[/B] on Zeltros. Immediately she worried he was going to press charges, but he gently explained that he wasn’t. Instead, he offered something incredible. Her medical bills were covered, charges dropped. He took her to the side and began helping her get her life cleaned up. He saw potential in her and worked to make her more. He took her basic street scrapping skills and had her taught real fighting skills. He taught her how to handle herself in a fight. And he made her one of his [B]couriers[/B], delivering protected cargo from one place to another. First, it was just across the planet, and then soon, he saw to her [B]delivering from system to system[/B]. For the next [B]several years[/B], she worked for Orsan. During that time, she found herself falling in love with a man by the name of [B]Calerick Hyndval[/B]. Cale wound up sweeping her off her feet. The man cared little about her sordid past and enjoyed her unusual lifestyle. It wasn’t until a half a year in, that once more tragedy found her. They were making a run for Orsan, and an [B]Imperial patrol[/B] jumped in on them. They attempted to talk their way past but the picket ship opened up in the courier vessel. It had relatively light shields and only one weapon. Jahz attempted to flee while Cale took the gunwale. A turbolaser blast struck the gunwale in [B]the escape, killing, if not vaporizing her fiance[/B] in an instant. The ship made it to lightspeed moments later. Only to discover the horror of what was left of her lover. Devastated she could barely function to make the rest of the trip. Holding herself responsible - should have been faster, should have rolled to take the shot on fresher shields… - Jahz retreated into herself. Eventually, [B]she left Orsan[/B] and his organization. The ship she’d flown for years had been designed to suit her, but with such a traumatic memory she put it in dry storage and for a time left it behind. She still [B]seeks to pay Orsan back[/B] for the vessel, repairs, and hospital bills, though he has explained to her she has nothing to pay him back for. After all these years, Orsan is much like the [B]father she never[/B] had and wished her own had been. Kind, generous, but also firm, and often able to guide. But now, she has been wandering the spacelanes on her own. This was a year or two back. Perhaps now she can find new work, for a new boss. [/hider]