Post by lilforceghost on Dec 19, 2017 15:45:30 GMT
.::GENERAL INFORMATION::.
NAME: Isandri KastSPECIES: Pantoran
GENDER: Female
AGE: 28
HEIGHT: 1.52 Meters
WEIGHT: 68.1 Kilograms
.::APPEARANCE::.
FACECLAIM: Lassa Rhayme
Isandri has the original look of her fellow species, the Pantoran. Her skin is a milky blue which allows her intense golden eyes to stand out most. Her lips, a light, rosy pink almost match the color of her long, silky hair which can most times be seen pulled back into a single braid with loose strands falling free around her defined cheekbones. Isandri's lips have a nice fullness about them which compliment her smooth nose and soft chin. The length of her body is very long and lean. While Isandri may not have many curves, her athletic body is built for speed and hard work. Her bust runs about a "B" cup and her hips fit her lean stature.
Isandri's clothing mainly consists of a long sleeved white shirt with a jacket added on top. The colors of her jacket are cool with a few spots that have been worn with over time as it is her favorite and only jacket. Her pants hug her lean legs and are topped off with dark knee high boots. Going back to the jacket, not only do the worn patches add character, but there are several front pockets and a buckles going down the front if Isandri would choose to close it.
Under her Jacket and shirt, Isandri has a rather large talisman necklace she always keeps around her neck. Coming across the rather plain piece of jewelry amongst her smuggling, it was said to have supernatural protection and lucky to whomever owned it. The necklace itself was clearly handmade. While it was almost perfectly round there were several dents in it, as whomever had made it didn't have the proper tool to make it smooth.
Hair: Dusty Rose
Eyes: Fiery Gold
Bust: “B” Cup
.::PERSONALITY::.
Isandri is what one would consider a 'fair but firm ruler'. She is a good leader, making sure that every one is doing the task at hand. She isn't afraid to tell it like it is nor is she afraid to put someone in their place if they aren't following instructions. While this can come off a bit hard, Isandri isn't afraid to help a being back on their feet and give them a second chance. However, she does not take kindly to those who may see that as a weakness. If anyone tried to cross her she'd be sure that they were punished severely --- yet fair for whatever it was that the offense was.
Despite all of that, Isandri uses death as a last resort. She isn't one to kill someone out of a random act or no reason. In a desperate situation or an attempt to defend herself and her Crew, Isandri wouldn't hesitate to put a blaster shot into one's chest.
There is a deep focus and passion that surrounds Isandri in all that she does. Whether it's organizing the cargo hold or in a tense shoot out. She's focused and ready to move no matter what she's doing. This intense energy keeps her going even in the darkest of moments. Isandri also does her best to inspire those around her to do the same, no matter the situation. This, out of everything is what others see in her as a leader.
When it comes to relationships and friends, Isandri's life has very little. The intense nature that surrounds her can be a bit much on the average person. But she doesn't let the lack of beings around her get her down. Her Crew is the closest thing she has to family. However, there is a very deep spark for one of her fellow Crew members that is becoming harder and hard to avoid. Once in a while, Isandri allows herself to kick back and have a little fun. She can have a good sense of humor and enjoys a good ale when the occasion rises. It would also be worth mentioning that she has skill when it comes to a good game of Sabacc.
STRENGTHS
++ Hard Working: Isandri is a hard worker and always makes sure the job gets done well. She also expects her Crew to do the same.
++ Perfectionist: Being Capitan, Isandri also requires a clean and tidy ship.
++ Leadership: Her great leadership skills have created a great head for her Crew.
+ Inspriation: She does her best to inspire other beings, even in the moment where there is the least hope.
NEUTRAL
-/+ Loyalty: Isandri expects the same from those she extends her loyalties to. For those who break that, they can find themselves with some serious consequences.
-/+ Second Chances: Isandri has no qualms with extending a hand to another in need. But for those who may cross her must be ready to pay the price.
-/+ Strictly Business: Very good for running a crew but in her personal life, she tends to keep it by the books to the point she's missing out on friends or a relationship.
.::BIOGRAPHY::.
Isandri Kast was born in 3,977 BBY to Verita and Zandro Kast, a couple among the social elite of Pantora. Verita, Isandri’s mother, was a member of the Pantoran Assembly. Zandro, her father, was an up and coming star officer in the Pantoran’s Navy. The pair had never planned on having children, and needless to say, Isandri was an accident. Moreso of an accident than either parent really realised. For when Isandri was conceived, Verita was having an affair with Zandro’s brother, Esvan. Verita told Esvan what had happened, and then proceeded to blackmail the man to quietly leave Pantora, at least until the baby was born. She then tried to cover things up, but Verita was more than confident that Esvan was the father.
Zandro had never wanted children. He had been focused on his career. In fact, part of the reason he had married Verita was because her position in the Pantoran Assembly helped him. And Zandro was unaware of the affair, assuming that Isandri was his child. But Verita and Zandro chose to keep their baby, thinking that at least now they’d have someone to carry on their family’s name and legacy. Someone that they could live through. Though neither admitted it, they had Isandri’s life panned out from before she was brought into the Galaxy.
Verita and Zandro had just never expected to have a child like Isandri.
From the moment she was born, Isandri had a knack for bucking authority. She did what she wanted to do, and that was it. Her mother wanted her to help work charity events, but Isandri would rather steal snacks and run off somewhere to eat alone. Her father tried taking her on one of the ships he was assigned too, but Isandri was more interested in the engines and flying the ship, rather than her father’s position of commanding. Art lessons were a no go, and private schools didn’t last long, as Isandri got into more than a few fights.
The one person that Isandri did listen too, however, was her Uncle Esvan. Esvan, for all Isandri knew, was a simple traveler and merchant, who owned his own ship and had his own crew. Verita and Zandro knew Esvan was a smuggler, his primary specialization being spice and illegal weapons. They only reason that Verita and Zandro never turned Esvan in was because he was family. The only reason that Verita didn’t keep Isandri from Esvan was because she knew how big of a scandal he could make their old affair out to be. So Verita and Zandro put up with Esvan, and Isandri loved him more than anyone else. She would watch the spaceport in town from their house on a hill every night, watching ships come and go, wishing that she was with Esvan and wondering what he was up to. Isandri had a pretty wild imagination about her Uncle’s adventures.
Verita and Zandro didn’t like that Isandri’s heads was always in the clouds. They kept their daughter on a short leash, making sure she at least got good marks in school, did her chores, and socialized with people they deemed it important to socialize with. From Isandri’s point of view, they made her life hell. From her parent’s point of view, Isandri was a stubborn, impossible child. And Esvan didn’t help matters. He always brought her gifts, and told her large tales about his adventures. One gift in particular was a fabulous gem of yellow color, which Isandri hung on a necklace. Esvan told her that he got the gem as a reward after saving the senator from Chandrila after pirates attacked her yacht. Isandri asked what happened to the senator, and Esvan simply told her that the gem hadn’t been the only reward. The meaning went over Isandri’s head, but after this particular tale, Zandro and Verita didn’t let Esvan back for awhile.
When Isandri was fifteen, Esvan visited once again. Isandri begged to let her come with him, and Esvan appealed to Verita and Zandro, saying that a bit of travelling might be good for her. Isandri’s parents adamantly refused, and Esvan didn’t press the matter. After her Uncle had left, Isandri had a major fight with both of her parents. She yelled and screamed that she was going to do what she wanted for once, and not what they wanted. She wanted to live her own life, and not theirs. They promptly kicked Isandri out, saying that they expected her gone by the next morning. Isandri packed a small bag of clothes and a few personal things, made sure to grab the gem that Esvan had gifted her once before, and snuck out of the house that night. She went to the spaceport, thinking that she might be able to find some sort of work on a freighter or with a crew. Instead, she bumped into Esvan, who simply seemed to be waiting for her. Before they left, Esvan insisted that Isandri get the traditional facial tattoos of the Pantoran people, which signified lineage.
Isandri wasn’t the only young person that Esvan had onboard his ship, The Spectre. Her Uncle had also taken on a young human by the name of Pash Kryze as a sort of apprentice. Pash was a couple of years older than Isandri, brash and full of himself, and a bit idealistic. He was funny, and charming, and Isandri had never met anyone quite like him. Pash and Esvan worked well together, and they quickly taught Isandri what it was like to work in a crew. And Isandri also quickly learned that Esvan was no simple merchant or law-abiding gunslinger. In fact, Esvan was anything but law-abiding. He didn’t harm innocent people, but wherever there was a credit to be made moving legitimate cargo or not-so-legitimate, Esvan and Pash were both there. Isandri was a bit taken aback at the revelation, but yet in some ways, she was enthralled as well. She caught on to everything quick, and soon enough Esvan was even teaching her how to fly The Spectre.
With the Mandalorian Wars in full rage, the crew of three never had a problem finding work. Sometimes they contracted for the Republic Military, rushing supplies and aid to the front lines. Sometimes their work was less legal, as crime bosses raced to secure their holdings that were caught in the crossfire. All of it caused mayhem. Esvan had Isandri stay on The Spectre for some of the more dangerous jobs, and she always knew things turned into a shootout when both her Uncle and Pash came back quiet as a tomb. Pash had been hit with a blaster bolt in the back of his shoulder, once, and Isandri had helped stitch him up. After that, both her and Pash started to grow closer, something Esvan kept a close eye on and explicitly warned Pash about.
During a run to Garqi, Isandri had well enough of sitting alone on the ship while Esvan and Pash put themselves in danger. They were very late, and Isandri had grown very worried. So she flew The Spectre to where their meeting was supposed to have taken place, and sure enough, there was a firefight in progress. Isandri landed the ship as close as she could to Pash and Esvan, and found a blaster rifle. She covered their retreat as the pair made it to the ship, and the three of them escaped unharmed. After that, Esvan decided that Isandri had grown up enough to let her come along on all their jobs. He got her a blaster pistol, and taught her how to shoot. But it wasn’t everything it was cracked up to be, as she would soon learn.
Esvan got a job to smuggle some weapons to a swoop gang on Taris. Except that Taris was firmly in Mandalorian territory by this point. Esvan, Pash, and Isandri met the gang, got paid, and then the Mandalorians crashed their party. It was Isandri’s first shootout. Pash and Esvan handled themselves like pros, while the young woman was scared out of her mind. Hiding behind some cargo, she saw some Mandalorians coming up behind Esvan and Pash, and knew she had to act. She gunned down three Mandalorians that day, killing them outright. It was the first time she had shot, let alone killed anyone. Esvan helped her forget it later on in the bottom of a bottle of rum.
About two years had passed at this point. Isandri was just a hair over seventeen, and had grown up quite a bit. She was in love with Pash, though neither of them said it. She had her ideal life of adventure and traveling, and found some sort of family that had actually cared about her. Things started to go downhill, though. Esvan hadn’t been feeling well, and had been prone to dizzy spells and severe headaches. He went into town overnight once while The Spectre was on Abregado-Rae, leaving Pash and Isandri alone. Pash took Isandri out for a nice dinner, they went back to the ship and watched the stars while sitting on top of the vessel, and proceeded to share a bottle of booze that Pash had lifted from Esvan’s special, secret stock.
Esvan found Isandri the next morning, curled on top of Pash as they slept together in Pash’s bunk. Their clothes were nowhere to be found, and Esvan was furious. He offered Pash a lift to anywhere in the Galaxy that he wanted to go, but he had to leave the ship after that. Pash decided to simply leave on Abregado-Rae. Isandri was furious with Esvan, as well. She yelled at him for being just like her parents, and he yelled back. In the midst of their fighting, Esvan screamed that he was terminally ill, Isandri’s galaxy shattered to pieces. He explained still had a few years left in him, but no doctors could find a cure.
Isandri dropped the issue of Pash, with that news, and simply focused on her Uncle.
The Mandalorian Wars came to a close, and Isandri and Esvan found work a bit more harder to come by. Still, they managed to make ends meet. Esvan taught Isandri more and more about being smuggler and running a ship, and started to let her take over on a lot of things. Neither said it, but they both knew that Esvan was trying to get Isandri ready for the day that he finally did die. Isandri tried to think of it as little as possible. Esvan talked about it as little as possible. Neither of them wanted it to come to pass.
One of the main things he taught her during this time was that making contacts and allies was important. A job came across for Isandri and Esvan for salvaging a wrecked warship that was lost in deep space, and Esvan knew that they needed help. He hired a few people he had worked with before - Jasper Kelen, a Kiffar thief, and Avlyn O’lars, a Twi’lek slicer. Esvan knew that Jasper had a good idea how to get around any sort of traps that might’ve been left behind, and that Avlyn would be needed if the ship still had power somehow. The job went off easily enough, and Jasper had decided to stick around with Isandri and Esvan for awhile. Isandri and Jasper started an on-again, off-again, rather physical relationship. Esvan didn’t approve, he didn’t trust Jasper as he knew Jasper only looked out for himself. But after the ordeal with Pash, Esvan didn’t say a word. Anyways, Jasper was gone not long after.
The Jedi Civil War quickly came and went, and soon enough the Sith Empire ruled the Galaxy. It didn’t affect Esvan and Isandri’s business too much, other than the Sith being more rude than your regular Republic customs officers. Esvan introduced Isandri to a Feeorin crime boss at this point named Nav. Nav was enamoured with Isandri, and started pestering her to leave Esvan and settle down with him. Isandri played the game well, reeling Nav in close, and then crushing him when she had what she wanted, every time. Esvan didn’t even have to say a word. Isandri started to rely on Nav for work, and she quickly proved herself to be one of his most reliable smugglers; a great commodity for an independent crime boss.
After making a drop for Nav on Serroco, Isandri ran into members of The Exchange. Hired muscle that wanted to rip Nav off of his cargo. Though they made it pretty clear that if Isandri wouldn’t give it up, they’d just take her instead. Thing s quickly devolved into a shootout. Esvan hadn’t been feeling so great that day, but had insisted on coming along anyways. He collapsed in the middle of the fighting, not hit by a blaster bolt, but fainted from his condition. Isandri made short work of the Exchange muscle, and got Esvan back to The Spectre.
They both knew that he was dying, and Esvan told Isandri more in those last few hours than he had ever told her before. Esvan started with the affair that he had with Verita, Isandri’s mom. How it had been just around the time that Isandri would’ve been conceived. And from that, Esvan let the young woman connect the dots herself. Esvan told her that he wanted to be buried on Pantora, but no where close to Zandro or Verita. He told her he had a small vault on Pantora, filled with some emergency credits, parts for The Spectre, and goods that could be sold. Esvan told Isandri that he wanted her to take The Spectre for herself, and not sell it or give it up. And finally, he apologized for the incident with Pash, and told her to find someone special and hang onto them tightly - something he had failed at.
Not long after that, Esvan quietly passed away in his bed, Isandri kneeling by his side, her eyes dried from all the crying she had already done. True to what Esvan wanted, Isandri gave him a small funeral on Pantora, and didn’t bother to tell the rest of her family. She didn’t expect anyone else to show up, but somehow word had gotten around that Esvan had passed, and Pash Kryze had decided to attend. He brought with him a Wookiee companion named Gaarchiir, the two of them supposedly running jobs together now, after Pash resigned from the Republic Navy at the end of the Mandalorian Wars. Pash and Gaarchiir offered to stay with Isandri, until she could handle being on her own. Isandri accepted.
Pash sort of led Isandri towards new goals. Led her towards the things she should be doing. It was a rough time for the Pantoran, and Pash was a comforting, guiding hand. He helped her find Esvan’s secret vault on Pantora. There were enough credits there that they didn’t have to find jobs for awhile, which was a welcomed break. Isandri also found an old astromech droid inside. It was slow moving, and didn’t have the best programing. In fact, it was rather forgetful and useless. Gaarchiir called it Speedy, and the nickname stuck. Isandri got attached to the droid, and kept it around The Spectre. During this time, Pash and Gaarchiir also helped her learn how to understand Shyriiwook. Pash also introduced Isandri to an information broker on Corsucant named Yula Novar. Yula was a Zeltron, and seemed to flirt with and try to seduce anything that moved. Including Isandri. Despite the Zeltron’s highly suggestive pheromones, though, Isandri was able to keep her head.
And, once Isandri was done grieving, it didn’t take long for her and Pash to pick up their relationship where it left off. They got together rather suddenly and rather closely. But Pash was up front with Isandri, and told her that once she could do the smuggling thing on her own, he and Gaarchiir were going to find their own ship. So Isandri and Pash mutually agreed that things weren’t just going to work out then, and decided that being friends rather than romantically involved would probably be the best idea. Not long after that was established, Pash entered into a rather large Pazaak tournament on Corellia, which drew players from all over the Galaxy. But some miracle of luck, he won the grand prize, taking home a small fortune and a ship, which was added to a bet by another player. With his own ship now, Pash and Gaarchiir bid Isandri farwell, and kept in touch.
After Corellia, Isandri made a stop on Ord Mantell, before heading to the Outer Rim to look for work. When there, she was besieged by a couple of thieves. Isandri never saw the first, but they screwed up the engines of The Spectre pretty badly when they attempted to rob her of some parts. The second was a Togruta that held her at gunpoint. Luckily however for Isandri, the spaceport’s security came rushing in almost immediately. The next morning, a young man about her age came to The Spectre, and offered to fix whatever damage the thieves had done, free of charge. The Pantoran had her suspicions that he had been the one who had been trying to rob her of parts, so Isandri let him on board, and had Speedy keep a close eye on him.
Later on, Isandri hired the man after he did an excellent job of repairing the damage. His name was Kol Gedyc, and Isandri found him rather attractive from the get-go. But after the incident with the thieves, she was slow to trust. At first, Kol was just a live-in mechanic. They got along alright, he was polite and quiet and kind. They shared a good sense of humor. Eventually, Isandri started to ease up on trusting him, and started to have him do more to help out. Being more involved with their jobs, instead of sitting in the engineering bay all day. Kol seemed to take to whatever Isandri told him to do with all gusto, and she got a bit of a kick out of ordering him around and him calling her “Captain” all the time.
About a year after Kol joined Isandri and The Spectre, the Captain came up with some intel about a whole load of small arms and armaments being moved from a research base on Arkania to a spaceport across the planet by hovertrain, it's final destination being Coruscant for distribution to the Sith Military. The hovertrain was supposed to be kept secret, and as such it's guard was going to be very light. The trip was going to take the train the better part of a day. A day where The Spectre could swoop in, seize the cargo, and fly out before anyone knew what happened. Kol was on board with the idea, and Isandri wanted to bring in some more help with the job, promising that there'd be more than enough money after they were done to go around. Isandri contacted Avlyn O'lars, her slicer contact, and Jasper Kelen, her old fling and an expert thief. Jasper brought along some muscle, a pair of Transdoshan brothers named Movvak and Bovvak. Kol and Jasper didn't get along very well. Isandri half-hoped it was because Kol was a bit jealous. After all, sort of like with Pash, Jasper and Isandri didn’t take long to get flirting again. But that was all that happened this time around.
Just as planned, The Spectre swooped in low as the hovertrain was passing through a snowy mountain range. The six of them boarded the train as Speedy piloted The Spectre, and they set to work. Isandri, Movvak, and Bovvak started by securing the guards and crew, while Kol and Jasper found the right cargo, and Avlyn attempted to gain control of the train. The crew and guards were taken by surprise and surrendered easily, and then the Transdoshans tried to make Isandri surrender too. But she wasn’t going down without a fight. Kol cut in, gunning down Movvak. Isandri used the brother's temporarily stunned demeanor to subdue Bovvak. Once Kol and Insadri realised they were working on the same side, as Kol explained that Jasper ahd attacked him as well, they decided to split up. Kol was going to handle Jasper, and Isandri was going to try and find Avlyn. Isandri found her near the front of the train, just as she had planned, but the Twi’lek had planted explosives the whole way, to cover her and Jasper’s trail.
Isandri shot down Avlyn without a moment’s hesitation, but in their brief fight, the explosives had been activated. The Pantoran made it back to her ship just as the short countdown ended and the hovertrain erupted in fire and derailed itself, crashing into the mountain side. Flying down to the wreckage, Isandri tried to look for any sign of Kol, but couldn’t find him. Just as she was about to give up and leave, though, the man came stumbling out of the train, holding his side and bleeding, but on his own two feet. They both agreed to leave Arkania as fast as possible. Afterwards, Isandri made Kol her first mate and an equal partner in all their jobs, with an equal cut and equal decision making. Yet, he seemed content to leave most decisions to Isandri.
While they were able to pawn the weapons off to a resistance cell on Dantooine, Isandri and Kol didn't make nearly the amount of money that Isandri had hoped. But it was still enough to keep fuel in The Spectre, food in their stomachs, and keep them content for the moment. But soon enough, they needed new work. Isandri reached out to Nav, who had relocated to a new place on Citadel Station above Telos IV. Kol didn’t like Nav, and Nav didn’t like Kol. Isandri hoped that Kol would be jealous once again. She wanted him to act on it. Say something to her. She liked him and thought he was attractive, but she wanted him to be the one to initiate. But nothing ever came of it.
After working with Nav for awhile, Isandri and Kol decided to take a small vacation to one of the beach resorts of Spira. A purely platonic getaway. They had fun for the first few days. Kol swam a lot, and Isandri tried to work on tanning her blue skin. She'd mentioned once or twice to him about maybe needing a hand with the sun lotion, but the ulterior motive behind the Pantoran's words had gone completely over the First Mate’s head. Finally, one night Isandri had shown up to Kol's room, completely wasted and smelling like the whole stock of the resort's bar. The Pantoran tried throwing herself at Kol in a sexual manner, but he simply put her to bed, and watched over her. Somewhere in the middle of that same night, there was blaster fire ringing throughout the hotel. Someone was trying to rob it as everyone slept. Isandri missed all the fun as Kol dealt with the bounty hunters that had shown up looking for them. Next thing the Pantoran knew, she was waking up on The Spectre, still in her two-piece swimsuit and sporting a massive hangover, not remembering much.
Kol clued her in on the bounty hunters, leaving out her drunken actions, and never speaking of it again. Isandri knew of someone on Coruscant that might be able to help, Yula Novar. So Kol set course for Coruscant immediately. Isandri and Kol met with Yula, and Isandri wasn't all too thrilled to see her. Truthfully, Isandri was jealous this time - Yula was trying to flirt with Kol. Luckily, though, Kol seemed as dense as he was handsome. Yula was able to help them, actually - Kol and Isandri had a bounty placed on their heads by a man named Lor Kelen. Jasper Kelen's father. That was as far as the trio got before Nav broke into Yula's bar, trying to claim the bounty. Nav explained it was just business and not personal, and threw in a quip about forgetting the bounty of Isandri ran off with him. But Kol and Isandri escaped, and Yula decided to tag along. Isandri and Kol decided to go right to Kiffex to fix this situation and confront Lor Kelen.
The whole trip, Yula tried flirting with Kol. And for that whole trip, Kol didn't see Isandri much - she stuck to her cabin or the cockpit mainly. Luckily, Kiffex wasn't far. Kol and Isandri found Lor Kelen not long after they landed, as he was one of the Kiffar's clan leaders. Kol recounted what happened to Lor on the hovertrain on Arkania, but Lor still demanded justice for his dead son. So Lor demanded a duel, a duel which Isandri tried to accept, but Kol wouldn't let her. He had killed Jasper, he was the one who had to face Lor. Lor left Kol choose their weapons, and Kol chose a simple longsword for the duel, which was going to take place at the next morning. Yula, Kol, and Isandri were given rooms at Lor's house, so that they couldn't run off.
Isandri was furious that Kol stepped in and overrode her decision, but Kol ignored her angry words. Instead, he stayed up all night practicing. Somewhere in the early morning when everyone was still asleep, Isandri came and found Kol once again, dressed in one of her best, long and flowing nightgowns and her with her down and out of its usual braid. She apologised for the way she had acted, and agreed that Kol had the right to duel Lor. The Pantoran admitted that she was afraid of losing Kol, having ever seen him use anything other than a blaster. And if she didn't loose him to Lor's duel, than to Yula and her Zeltron pheromones. He was confident about the duel, but his confidence didn't lessen Isandri's worries. Kol told her how he felt about her, they shared a kiss, and Isandri had Kol go to bed, to make sure he had enough rest for the morning. The Pantoran climbed into bed with him, keeping him company.
The next morning came, and Lor and Kol dueled at sunrise. Lor was an accomplished swordsman, but Kol had the upper hand in the fight from the start to everyone’s surprise, and the duel was short-lived. Lor demanded an honorable death, but Kol spared his life. In exchanged, Lor lifted the bounty. He explained that while he couldn't forgive what Kol had done, he could respect him as a worthy adversary. Kol and Isandri didn't bother to hide how they felt about each other anymore after that day, and Yula was of course upset, but yet happy for them as well. They took the Zeltron back to Coruscant, and Kol helped her repair the bar. And while Kol helped Yula, Isandri actually received an honest apology in a holo-transmission from Nav, saying that she and Kol were his best smugglers, and he still needed them, if they wanted more work. Kol didn't trust the Feeorin, but he knew that Isandri harbored a soft spot for him, much like a kid that likes their favorite toy to torture. For the moment, things were looking rather good.
BIRTHPLACE: Pantora
FACTION: Fringe
RANK/OCCUPATION: Smuggler
RELATIONSHIPS:
+/+ Kol Gedyc: First Mate/Business Partner/Boyfriend
+/+ Pash Kryze: Ex-Lover/Good Friends/Business Contacts
+/+ Esvan Kast: Deceased Father
-/- Verita Kast: Estranged Mother
-/- Zandro Kast: Estranged Step Father
.::INVENTORY::.
EQUIPMENT:
Weapon: Heavy Blaster Pistol x 2
Communication: Comlink x 1
Item: Kyber Crystal x 1
SHIPS/VEHICLES:
The Spectre x 1
DROIDS:
Speedy: An Astromech Droid x 1