Aww, you're making me blush. Anyway, rough stab at character!
(Ignore the spikes. For now.)
Name: Jezerra Sheln
Height: 5'2/1.56 m
Weight: 120 lbs/55 kgs
Description: A tiny, almost delicate little thing, Jezerra speaks with a soft-voiced but distinctive accent, sounding like the poster child for the old Empire. She tends to keep to herself, listening far more than speaking and observing much more than she acts. Although patient, she does have a bit of a temper when pushed, and has a seemingly bottomless appetite for information, being, perhaps, just a little too
curious about things best not examined closely.
Bio: The child of an Imperial officer whose loyalty to the remnants of the Empire was only second to that for his family, Jezerra ended up tearing his life apart. He knew, after all, that he was supposed to hand his only child over when it became clear that she was force sensitive, but found that he couldn't. Instead, he tried to keep her as ignorant of her abilities as he could, to hide them as well as he was able and, for a while, he suceeded.
Then the Empire noticed and came for his daughter, prompting him to run for the Republic, delivering her to the Jedi Temple where, he hoped, she would be safe.
And then, knowing that he could never return to what was left of the Empire but still unwilling to risk what he knew of them falling into the hands of the Republic, he ended his life.
Jezerra took that news quietly, but seethed inwardly at both sides, blaming the lack of unity in the galaxy for his loss. Although far older than most of the children at the Temple, she was a fast learner, happy to spend her time studying as deeply as she was permitted into the Force. And, perhaps, going just a little bit farther than she was supposed to.
DEX: 14 +2
CON: 12 +1
INT: 12 +1
WIS: 14 +2
CHA: 14 +2
Perception, Use the Force, Knowledge (Galactic Lore), Knowledge (Bureaucracy)
Weapon Proficiency (Simple, Lightsabers)
Force Training x2
Move Object x2
Lightsaber (Pike) (Yellow)