Casey has light pink skin with a few dark pink freckles over the bridge of her nose. Her lekku are shoulder length with a single scar over the top of her right one. Her eyes are emerald green and her body is a little thicker then most of her kind. She wraps her robes snugly to her body and keeps the hood down.
While Casey Denimore will see a job through to its conclusion and put forward her best effort, it’s still just a job. Casey Denimore's true loyalties lie to her friends, and through thick and thin,she will stand by them and die for them if needed. This loyalty is reserved for those who have earned Casey Denimore's trust, putting her at odds with other Mercenaries that are only doing a job for the money. This also makes it harder for employers to trust her motives, often times creating extra competition and difficulty finding work. None of it matters to Casey Denimore, though, because loyalty to her friends is not something credits can buy.
Casey Denimore's skills as a medic are not just limited to holo-books and lectures. She has read up and practiced a handful of experimental treatments while inventing a few home remedies of her own. This allows Casey Denimore to work outside the box in less than ideal situations, and can lead to her solving mysteries other trained medics might struggle with. This, of course, comes with its own string of failures, as nothing is ever perfect. That, and some of the more established professionals in the field often doubt or question Casey Denimore's alternative practices. She typically brushes them off in favor of doing everything she can to help a patient, but does quietly seek recognition for accomplishments as a healer.
While generally laid back and more than happy to offer a quip of sarcasm, Casey Denimore's entire demeanor changes once combat begins. She becomes focused and quiet, with her smile replaced with a look of grim determination.
Casey Denimore is very cheerful and happy, and always looks on the bright side of life. When chewing on life’s gristle, she doesn't grumble, but gives a whistle. She always hopes for the best, and enjoys laughing, smiling, dancing or singing. This unending optimism often improves the morale and spirit of everyone around her, and Casey Denimore is always quick with a smile or a joke, even when drawing her terminal breath. This same exuberance can also be tiring to more jaded curmudgeons.
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. Casey Denimore? Casey Denimore doesn't bother with exotic battle stances, intricate maneuvers, or super-secret tactics. Casey Denimore, 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, Casey Denimore isn't beyond pulling a few more cheap tricks out of the bag. Granted, Casey Denimore won't be winning any medals for nobility or any prestige for a unique fighting style or a superb maneuver, but Casey Denimore will still be winning, the best and most dirty way she knows how.
Casey Denimore vastly prefers ranged combat, taking every opportunity to use skills and Force Powers to disengage from melee and instead fight at range, so much so that she has become competent at staying out of melee in the first place.
Master (+5) |
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Adept (+4) |
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Proficient (+3) | |
Trained (+2) | |
Learned (+1) | |
Mediocre (+0) |
Master (+5) |
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Adept (+4) |
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Disciple (+3) | |
Studied (+2) | |
Initiate (+1) |
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Primary Martial Art | None |
Secondary Martial Art | None |
Primary Lightsaber Form | Form 0 (Banlanth) |