<br/>Name: Laeli (https://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=2273194)<br/>Age: 19<br/>Race: Miralian<br/>Profession/Specialization: Guardian/Armorer<br/><br/>Physical Description: Laeli is short, only standing at about 4'9, and lithe at 98lbs. She tends to wear a dark cloak with a walking stick. Long grayish black hair reaches down to her chest, yellow eyes gazing out from her green skin. A line of tattoos stretch across her face. Under her cloak she wears a suit of armor of her own build, every strap and buckle, every rivet and screw painstakingly crafted. Never far from her is a selection of tools collected over the years.<br/><br/>Background: Laeli grew up on Nar Shadda, her mother a former Palawan that escaped the purge, her father a smuggler that helped her avoid the Empire's inquisition. Or at least, that's what her mother told her when she was young. Both her parents are long gone by now, her father she was told died fighting the empire and her mother simply…. Vanished. Laeli has lived for the past few years fending for herself, keeping the gangs at bay by offering her services as a mechanic, repairing armor for anyone who would agree not to attack her.<br/><br/>This worked, up until recently at least. A new crime lord took power in her little slice of the moon, a former Moff. He moved swiftly, murdering the leaders of the three largest gangs. Deciding now would be a great time to explore the galaxy, Laeli joined up with a transport company as a mechanic on their freighter. She planned on getting off at the first port they hit, use her meager savings to get a ride to the Skywalker Temple. Of course, that plan didn't pan out, the ship was hit by pirates and she was taken captive.<br/>