Katrila is a master of the 'tricks of the trade' - the cheating and stealing trade, that is. With a certain propensity and natural talent for stealth and thievery, Katrila is a professional when it comes to crimes, from minor to major. Sometimes it is as simple as a few more favorable cards in a hand to a set of sticky fingers to something as big as a heist. Either way, Katrila knows her way around a job. However, everyone is bound to get caught eventually, and reputations have a way of finding a way to bite you in the rear. . . not to mention those looking to extract a little vengeance.

Katrila is no greenhorn when it comes to dealing with those who wish her ill. At some point, she managed to cross the wrong people, and now they've got a mark on her hide for it. While such experiences have hardened her for adrenaline-filled moments of evading those who seek to make her their quarry, she can never be quite sure if she is truly safe, for promises of wealth or power can turn even the most seemingly stalwart of allies to enemies with knives poised at her back.

While generally laid back and more than happy to offer a quip of sarcasm, Katrila's entire demeanor changes once combat begins. She becomes focused and quiet, with her smile replaced with a look of grim determination.

Katrila would much rather be behind a hand of good sabacc cards or a rare vintage of aged liquor than with her blasters or ship. More often than not, she will spend nights at high-end establishments gambling, drinking and "socializing". Katrila can survive without the finer things, but she sure would rather not. This preference follows her onto the job, so it is not uncommon for Katrila to insult a client or potential partner by commenting on their choice of beverage or recreation.

When it comes to a fight, some like to posture, some like to act tough, some like to dance around and go through all sorts of fancy footwork. Katrila? Katrila doesn't bother with exotic battle stances, intricate maneuvers, or super-secret tactics. Katrila, when cornered into a fight, prefers the ancient technique of a good kick to the nuts. And if that won't work, either because the enemy is a woman or has balls of steel, Katrila isn't beyond pulling a few more cheap tricks out of the bag. Granted, Katrila won't be winning any medals for nobility or any prestige for a unique fighting style or a superb maneuver, but Katrila will still be winning, the best and most dirty way she knows how.

Katrila wears out her opponents through use of the Force, agility, and evasion. Once she has sufficiently tired her foes through the Force, physical, or mental assault, she quickly tries to find a means of cleanly and swiftly dispatching them - usually resulting in a somewhat risky all-or-nothing attempt at a deathblow.