<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/40/03/9f/40039fd21b2db9c53e0377a786c2d3ca.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 16pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">Trizh Jahz</span></span></strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=260948.msg12887896#msg12887896)<br/><strong>Hp:</strong>25/25;<strong>Defences:</strong>Fort 13, Ref 16, Will 11<br/><strong>Languages:</strong>Basic, Ryl<br/><strong>Appearance/Gear:</strong>Black and purple leather catsuit, Loose short black poncho reaching her waist, Utility belt and Sporting blaster rifle with scope on her back.<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Wrecked Ship<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Zalara, Riana, EV-69<hr/><br/>Trizh had already seen a fellow twi-lek, or a full twi-lek to be more precise considering she was just a half-breed and yet another female half buried in the mud but who was still moving when she heard the noises coming from the ship. She froze for an instant dubious of whom to assist, but when she saw the man slipping down out of the ship and hitting his head she rushed towards him without thinking it twice.<br/><br/>She recognized him immediately, it was the pilot of the ship the one who laid unconscious before her. Trizh wanted to hug him and thank him fondly for saving them but all she could do was to carefully place his head in her lap and yell for help as she took a medpac out of her things.<br/><br/>She then realized this was yet another subject she was not skilled at and she stayed still holding the medpac in her hands without knowing how to properly use it. "Help!, help here, is anyone of you a medic?"