Member
Appearance: 
Lanky would be a good word to describe her. She has very little figure, and a sinewy muscled form. Her skin is littered with nearing at least a hundred scars from her refusal to wear any type of armor(and combat appropriate clothes). She can't stand tight clothes and usually wears loose or at least fitted clothes that reveal a mass of scars from battles previously won. She isn't particularly pretty, though she has a 'regal' face.
Name: Telasie Banthur
Race: Denar (Elf-ish)
Age: 39
Gender: Female
Job: Pilot(Can be reworked if necessary)
Weapons: Though she prefers a dagger and her knuckles, she carries an old-world styled plasma pistol. She also keeps her nails sharpened to points, metal plates surgically placed over them.
Abilities: She has an inherent directional talent and fast flying. She's not strong, but she has a wiry-agility based strength that is useful in close combat against larger opponents. She has an unusually high pain tolerance. Lack of morality.
Personality: Vulgar. Bitter. Resentful. She doesn't have a very kind outlook on life, and is incredibly greedy. Her lack of interpersonal skills can often get in the way of her goals. She cares little for the opinion of others and thinks only of her own comfort, most of the time. Still, despite her personality, she's occasionally philosophical and can provide good conversation if she thinks the person is worth talking to.
Bio:
She grew up in an old-world port town on Earth in Northern Britannia, a mass of land once called Europe. It was a cross between traditional transportation on land, with a naval base for sea travel, an air base for minor flight, and a station for space travel. In school, she studied piloting. Her dream had been to pilot an exploration space ship.
Telasie had a regular childhood, but when she turned twenty she settled down with a human man. He only lasted two years before, in a fit of anger, she slit his throat and was locked up for murder. After a lengthy court trial and a lot of favors cashed in, the chargers were dropped to manslaughter and she was released after five years in prison. She took to thieving to pay the bills, until she got in with a group of gangsters who used her piloting skills to get her to smuggle drugs and people between galaxies. She is renown for her speed.
Lanky would be a good word to describe her. She has very little figure, and a sinewy muscled form. Her skin is littered with nearing at least a hundred scars from her refusal to wear any type of armor(and combat appropriate clothes). She can't stand tight clothes and usually wears loose or at least fitted clothes that reveal a mass of scars from battles previously won. She isn't particularly pretty, though she has a 'regal' face.
Name: Telasie Banthur
Race: Denar (Elf-ish)
Age: 39
Gender: Female
Job: Pilot(Can be reworked if necessary)
Weapons: Though she prefers a dagger and her knuckles, she carries an old-world styled plasma pistol. She also keeps her nails sharpened to points, metal plates surgically placed over them.
Abilities: She has an inherent directional talent and fast flying. She's not strong, but she has a wiry-agility based strength that is useful in close combat against larger opponents. She has an unusually high pain tolerance. Lack of morality.
Personality: Vulgar. Bitter. Resentful. She doesn't have a very kind outlook on life, and is incredibly greedy. Her lack of interpersonal skills can often get in the way of her goals. She cares little for the opinion of others and thinks only of her own comfort, most of the time. Still, despite her personality, she's occasionally philosophical and can provide good conversation if she thinks the person is worth talking to.
Bio:
She grew up in an old-world port town on Earth in Northern Britannia, a mass of land once called Europe. It was a cross between traditional transportation on land, with a naval base for sea travel, an air base for minor flight, and a station for space travel. In school, she studied piloting. Her dream had been to pilot an exploration space ship.
Telasie had a regular childhood, but when she turned twenty she settled down with a human man. He only lasted two years before, in a fit of anger, she slit his throat and was locked up for murder. After a lengthy court trial and a lot of favors cashed in, the chargers were dropped to manslaughter and she was released after five years in prison. She took to thieving to pay the bills, until she got in with a group of gangsters who used her piloting skills to get her to smuggle drugs and people between galaxies. She is renown for her speed.