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First Name: Tache
Last Name: Tsaunin
Age: 15
Height: 5’9
Weight: 130lbs
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
Father: Ishoam Tsaunin
Mother: Katherine Tsaunin
Status: Active and single
Origin: Ampako
Personality: If Tache could be described in one word, it would be scholar. She is always interested in learning how to do something new, whether it be piloting a starship, or cook food, and spends much of her time in her room or quarters reading books on just about anything. A planet's history and lore are by far her favorite subjects. She would be happy to tell you all about the history of Coruscant and how it became such a huge city, or about the ancient Sith race that settled Korriban. Put her in a library and she would enter a Jedi like trance when she opened her first book.
History: Like the others in her family. Tache was born on the mid-rim world of Ampako, and her father's lucrative career as a doctor allowed her to have a nice childhood. Not a 1000 thread pillow and snooty attitude childhood, but a comfortable one. Even as a child she had the bookworm personality and even started learning a couple alien languages, including Ryl and Mando'a when she was 14. A couple of the papers she wrote independently actually got published in the holonews network. One group even gave her a scholarship worth a substantial amount of credits.
By the time she was in high school, her homeworld was already a member of the Galactic republic, and so the Jedi "recruiters" came to her family searching for talent. As Ishoam already had a posting with the Republic military, her family was higher up on the list. Surprisingly, Tache was offered Jedi training. She discussed it with her family and they rejected the offer, much to her dismay, but were told that if Ish pulled a few strings, she could still get in within the next couple of years. Ever since then, she was deeply saddened by her parent's decision, sometimes even crying herself to sleep when her brain decided to be evil and wander to that area of thought, this became less and less frequent as time went on. She continued to keep herself busy with school and reading holo-novels, to get over her grief. In a couple month’s time it started to fade from her mind. It still maintained a diminished presence however, and her new dream in life would be to join the Order. At least, what she thought it was. Her father had never once spoken about the New Foundation when he was around. Her and her mother always assumed that it was the normal Republic military he was a part of. It remains unknown to her to this day…
Last Name: Tsaunin
Age: 15
Height: 5’9
Weight: 130lbs
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
Father: Ishoam Tsaunin
Mother: Katherine Tsaunin
Status: Active and single
Origin: Ampako
Personality: If Tache could be described in one word, it would be scholar. She is always interested in learning how to do something new, whether it be piloting a starship, or cook food, and spends much of her time in her room or quarters reading books on just about anything. A planet's history and lore are by far her favorite subjects. She would be happy to tell you all about the history of Coruscant and how it became such a huge city, or about the ancient Sith race that settled Korriban. Put her in a library and she would enter a Jedi like trance when she opened her first book.
History: Like the others in her family. Tache was born on the mid-rim world of Ampako, and her father's lucrative career as a doctor allowed her to have a nice childhood. Not a 1000 thread pillow and snooty attitude childhood, but a comfortable one. Even as a child she had the bookworm personality and even started learning a couple alien languages, including Ryl and Mando'a when she was 14. A couple of the papers she wrote independently actually got published in the holonews network. One group even gave her a scholarship worth a substantial amount of credits.
By the time she was in high school, her homeworld was already a member of the Galactic republic, and so the Jedi "recruiters" came to her family searching for talent. As Ishoam already had a posting with the Republic military, her family was higher up on the list. Surprisingly, Tache was offered Jedi training. She discussed it with her family and they rejected the offer, much to her dismay, but were told that if Ish pulled a few strings, she could still get in within the next couple of years. Ever since then, she was deeply saddened by her parent's decision, sometimes even crying herself to sleep when her brain decided to be evil and wander to that area of thought, this became less and less frequent as time went on. She continued to keep herself busy with school and reading holo-novels, to get over her grief. In a couple month’s time it started to fade from her mind. It still maintained a diminished presence however, and her new dream in life would be to join the Order. At least, what she thought it was. Her father had never once spoken about the New Foundation when he was around. Her and her mother always assumed that it was the normal Republic military he was a part of. It remains unknown to her to this day…
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