Average height, limited skin markings on lek' only; Slender and very toned. Old whip scars clearly visible on back, butt, and backs of thighsHistory:
Born a slave on a small independent asteroid mining station, Tanja's time was split between physical labor and 'entertaining' the miners, which built up both her physical strength and flexibility and a stoic acceptance of whatever happens to her. The first time she went into a fighting ring, she was intended to be a sacrifice, to teach her a lesson for mouthing off to a client; when her speed and angry savagery actually allowed her to win
the bare-knuckles match against the complaining miner, her owner realized she was far too valuable to be dong dishes and hauling trash (though not too valuable to spend a lot of her time on her back), and had her trained as a rough-and-tumble pit fighter. It was quite a draw- men paid good prices to watch her beat the living hell out of their co-workers, before taking her to bed themselves. It made them feel tougher, somehow, and who can put a price on that?
Tanj' was 'won' in a game of sabbac
by a young mercenary pilot named Kaden Chandler- technically, it was her company for the duration of his stay that was on the table, but as they say, possession is 9/10 of the law, and a good blaster is the other 10%. However the story actually played out- neither of their versions agree in detail, and they enjoy playing the tale up for an audience- when Kaden left, Tanj' left with him, and they've been inseparable since.Personality:
Tanja doesn't talk much, and when she does, it's soft and with a certain eyes-down affect she had beaten into her as a slave. Don't let it fool you- she's pretty strong-willed, had to be to survive. She just finds it easier to be quiet, and convenient to have people think she's just a playfemme, though she's quite capable of raising blisters with her tongue if you really annoy her.
Off-ship, she still often dresses the part of a brainless slave girl, playing eye and arm candy to distract the rubes. Aboard, she'll wear whatever makes the most sense for what she's doing, from armor to nothing at all. There's no body-shyness there- after her life, how could there be?
Tanj' doesn't trust men very much, besides Kaden, to whom she's quietly, fanatically loyal; she's not overly fond of humans in general, and Hutts and those working for them she hates with a passion that can get her in trouble at times.Skills and Abilities:
While she's a decent pistol shot, Tanj's strengths lie in her agility and her hand-to-hand skills. If she's wearing anything at all, she will
have some sort of small weapon on hand, be it vibroblade, neural whip, or stun baton, all of which she's quite competent with; even bare, she can deliver rapid, punishing blows with her long, muscular legs and work-hardened hands. She's always up to spar, and constantly on the lookout for new trainers; she seems fixated on becoming the most efficient unarmed killing machine she can.
Not very technically inclined, the Twi's response to security systems is to avoid them, stepping lightly and dancing past sensors and trip plate until she get get close enough to break some necks.