
Name: Vissa Karth
Species: Human
Age: 28
Appearance: She has an understated, functional appearance shaped by practicality rather than style. Her build is lean and compact, suited for endurance and quiet movement rather than brute strength. She carries herself with a reserved, alert posture, the kind that suggests constant awareness of her surroundings without obvious tension.
Her features are sharp but controlled, with a calm, guarded expression that rarely gives much away. Dark hair is usually kept short and manageable, cut in a way that won’t interfere with movement or draw attention. She favors muted, neutral colors and layered clothing that can blend into urban or industrial environments. These are typically long coats, fitted jackets, reinforced trousers, and sturdy boots.
Equipment: Two A180 Blaster Pistols, Fractal radio kit, slicing kit with electronic lock breaker, a suitcase worth of clothes
Skills:
- Infiltration - Whether by slicing or other means of clever entry, Vissa has an expertise of entering secured facilities to extract something of value
- Espionage - Spy work has included years of practice of posing as someone she is not, eavesdropping, and social engineer to gather intelligence
- Imperial and Rebel Cryptography - A feature of her training that isn't her strongest forte but she is able to sit down with codes to unbundle or bundle encrypted messages
- Counter-Surveillance – Training in identifying surveillance patterns, detecting tails, and recognizing when an operation has been compromised before extraction becomes impossible.
Weaknesses:
- Covert, Not Combat Trained - Vissa is not a soldier and will not excel and even flounder in direct firefights.
- Lover in Bounds - The Imperials have her husband in one of their prisons and she'll do anything to get him out
- Grief-bound Resentment - Teeming with frustration over never having the opportunity to free her husband, she blames the Rebellion at every turn
- Procedural Rigidity – Relies heavily on training and protocol; improvisation under chaotic conditions can rattle her.
History:
Whoever Vissa was before the love of her life, Maro Karth, came into her life was nothing. For those that push to find out where she came from, the answer differs every time. She was an apprentice seamstress on a backwater planet, a prominent aristocrat on a core world, a dirty urchin in the underbelly of Coruscant... Each time she'll spin an elaborate backstory, something belonging to one of her personas just to spare the small pleasantries. She, frankly, doesn't care because all what is important to her is the happiness she felt with Maro.
In her youth, she had been one of the many that were displaced due to the war. She'd find herself in the care of a refugee encampment that was set up as some kind of philanthropic endeavor that some senator put together. She was too young to really understand the specifics but that was where the formative years of her life were spent, meeting the most important person in her life. Maro. There were few that were the same age as her and so Maro and her simply had no one else but Vissa knew even that young that she wanted to be with Maro forever.
When the war ended, Vissa and Maro were about at the age they could set out on their own. Their parents may have tried to stop them but the two had slipped away on a shuttle to start their lives together. They can always ask for forgiveness later because what would life be without their true love?
Life together was worth it but being so young and essentially starting from nothing made it harsh. Yet they carved out a living on the planet they found themselves on which happen to Lothal. They lived a legal and peaceful life but in the stirring activity of the Rebellion, Maro was caught in an Imperial sweep resulting in imprisonment and being shipped off to some facility. Vissa frantically pleaded with the Imperial officials, anyone that would listen to her, but it all fell on deaf ears.
Emboldened and angry at the Empire, Vissa threw herself at the feet of the Rebellion to help the cause. She'd operate as an insurgent on Lothal for a time until her true talents of blossomed where she'd be sent off world to start operating as an undercover agent. Yet as the years passed, promises of running an operation on maybe where her husband was kept seemed emptier and emptier. Vissa was about to tender her resignation when the call came through her radio.
Urgent. Need agent to assist downed pilot on Tregallon. Dispatch immediately.
The information packet came through and reluctantly, Vissa accepted that being so close to Tragellon she would help but this time, the Rebellion owed her massively.
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