Name: Neesarozul (https://swsheets.com/c/uxee8qbvn-neesarozul)<br/>Age: 22<br/>Race: Twi'lek<br/>Career/Specialization: Mystic (Adviser/Makashi Duelist)<br/><br/><strong>Physical Description</strong><br/><br/>The art of dance seems to be a stereotype for the Twi’lek female and for those that bought Neesa at a young age they wanted this stereotype manifest.  So from an early age the body of a dancer has been hammered into her with powerful thighs and a muscular bottom.  At one time she aspired of pursuing such a career so that she has not strayed far from the tight body of constant exercise.  Still age and genetics would not be denied, and her physical limitations soon came to fruition.  She was not destined for the lithe and graceful body of a dancer, but the rounded figure and curves of someone born for more nefarious things.  Heavy breasts and wide hips are at contrast with her dancer’s body, melding into a beautifully confident and fit woman.  Each step built with practiced poise and a natural sway that catches the eye to play entertaining possibilities in the mind.<br/><br/>Her skin has always been and continues to be a faded green color.  No scars or markings mar the pristine surface on her body.  Only the setting of two tattoos have come to rest on her body.  The first are a series of tribal markings etched onto her when she was young so that others might know her place in the society of casinos and business on Canto Bight.  The other was a Hutt tattoo set to her left hip when she became a hostess and entertainer.  This was so that others knew she was for sale in private entertainment and was able to provide services without oversight.  Both she has come to embrace with no difficulty in displaying.<br/><br/>A smile is typically worn on her face despite a sadness in her eyes.  Neesa truly wants to live her life now that she has overthrown the shackles of slavery.  Still she finds difficulty with enjoying the experiences of life knowing that others of her family, race and even life forms are similarly shackled as she once was and yearning for the freedom she enjoys.<br/><br/><strong>History</strong><br/><br/>Neesarozul was sold young.  A male cousin of hers sold her off as easily as one might cattle while she was still too young to comprehend what had happened.  All she remembered was her mother telling her to go with a Gamorrean man.  She remembers that he did not like the heat so much and smelled for exotic spices.  From there was a long ride on a ship filled with other children.  She enjoyed that part because there were many games to play even if the adults on the ship did not want to be bothered.  Neesa does not know where any of the other children went because she was the only child removed when arriving on Canto Bight.<br/><br/>Her owner was a disagreeable Hutt woman named Toogru who did not seem to appreciate children much.  Often times she would threaten to heave Neesa cooked in many different ways if she did not perform to expectations, sometimes going so far as to have small Twi’lek shaped pastries made up to drive home the threat.  There were some other children, each enrolled in various tasks.  Neesa was to be a serving girl along with attending her dancing classes at the casino.  Days were spent scurrying around the kitchens and private rooms of the casino Toogru managed while her evenings were spent in brutal instruction of various dance techniques.<br/><br/>Neesa conditioned herself and pushed herself to excel at her craft.  She found enjoyment with entertaining others and winning the approval of her instructors.  With their approval came certain freedoms and as she aged those freedoms expanded as suitors came to call and gave her their approval.  Eventually she worked her way past simple dancing toward being a hostess and personality on the casino floor.  This got her away from the immediate attention of Toogru and instead allowed her to walk the floors unopposed.  She was also able to select her clients and this included a rather smitten archaeologist named Char.<br/><br/>A specialist in Jedi lore and text, he used to entertain Neesa at night with stories derived from Jedi texts and histories.  He would often show off parts of his collection including a light saber he had gathered from the refuse of one planet and a holocron that he could not make work.  One such night when he fell asleep after a particularly exhausting excursion with Neesa she investigated the holocron for herself.  Surprisingly the device worked and responded to her.  To her amazement there was an instructor there that taught her not only the philosophy of the Jedi but also about their dueling style.  She used the light saber in Char’s possession to practice the stances while he slept or was away.  This happened over the course of many months until she could no longer take captivity any longer.<br/><br/>Neesa used her newfound powers to gain support and friends throughout the casino.  From fellow slaves to prominent gamblers.  The groundwork laid she made her move one night stealing out of her would-be lover’s room with light saber and holocron in hand.  Unfortunately, he was more adept than she realized and caught her deception.  A fight broke out that soon turned into a battle and very nearly a war.  Sentiment had grown against the Hutt occupation and treatment, growing so intense that the spark of violence set off a cascade of events.  Allies rushed to her defense which then brought down the guards and then brought about a revolt.  When Neesa slipped away from the chaos the casino that she had grown up inside since childhood was aflame.<br/><br/>