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what is your character afraid of?

crucial muse development questions.

Alright, a list of things Braig’s afraid of. I’m going to list all of them, in no particular order, and what age range he tends to be afraid of those things.

Yoda, ages <1-1.5-ish.

Braig had been very sheltered in the few months leading up to his joining the Order. He hadn’t even seen a droid before. Combine that with how strong Yoda’s Force presence is, and this little guy was thoroughly rattled.

His biological parents coming to find him, ages 5-8/9.

This goes hand-in-hand with the one I’m putting next, so I’m going to write them one shared blurb below.

Being sent away from the Order, ages 11-13.

So, here’s the thing about these two: They stem from the same root cause. He’s terrified of being taken away from the Temple, because it’s the only home he’s ever known. He was afraid of losing it all, and being dragged to somewhere he didn’t remember with people he didn’t know. He was also afraid that this one would be the biggest show of ‘you’re not wanted here’ he could think of. Going back to his parents would’ve just sent him into a massive spiral. Downwards, maybe, but definitely disorienting. Just let him stay with the Jedi - it’s what’s best for him. 

Worms, bugs, and snakes, if they happen to be small and green, ages 13/14+.

So, this is from a really old and yet really (and awfully) self-indulgent thread I did with Rodi, way back. We wanted to see what would happen if Obi’s padason got mind-wormed, how that would effect each of them, how it would change things, etc. So, we went into the Geonosian arc and let Braig get thrown into the hive mind briefly. Of course, it was only temporary, and Ahsoka saved the day, but this poor kid never really got over it. Squirmy little green creepy-crawlies still freak him out.

Underground, closed-in spaces, ages 13/14+.

Nothing good ever comes from being in these. Incidents such as the Geonosian debacle and the Grau Tessk adventure only confirm this.

Being powerless, inadequate, or otherwise not being able to complete his duties, ages 11+. 

This starts due to his feeling inadequate as an initiate, and as though he would never get selected as a padawan. When the war started, he was afraid that he wouldn’t be able to succeed there. The thing about that is, if he doesn’t do well as a padawan, people could die. Either himself, his men, his master, or the people they’re protecting. So it becomes pretty substantial for him. 

The sound of marching feet, ages 17/18+.

This is the product of Order 66. It reminds him of the approaching armies.

While not fears, per se, O66 also made him uncomfortable with crowds, meeting strangers, being touched, and using his real name. Good luck getting him to openly discuss the Jedi, or use the Force and/or his sabers, too.

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Greera Yxii was a female bounty hunter who lived during the Clone Wars era of history, though she was most active in her career during the early Imperial era. Like most hunters, she was registered with the Bounty Hunter’s guild; Like many more, she lost that registration. 

Greera was the owner of a very mixed appearance. She claimed ancestry from a number of reptilian species, most notably Tarasin and Trandoshan. Some more travelled spacers thought she might have Dashade in her, as well, though anyone who’d met a Dashade would also say that Greera looked far too short and not nearly bulky enough for that to be the case, unless it was a very thin strand. Greera found these rumours entertaining, and let them spread. She was mostly a pale grey that looked almost pink in the right light, though she was slashed through with bands of darker, more saturated scales that would change colour depending on her mood (hinting at her Tarasin parentage). Her left eye, which was surrounded by one of those dark splotch, was a bright, hungry amber, with a slitted pupil. Her right eye had sat in a patch of pale scales, and had been more of a milky yellow. It had also had mild vision problems. For this reason, she had it removed and replaced with a cybernetic enhancement. All in all, she was both terrifying and easily recognisable in appearance. For the most part, she enjoyed this, as a bounty hunter’s reputation is one of their most powerful tools, and their best advertising (Even if the Guild usually decided who got what jobs). Unfortunately, it also made her easy to ID when the need arose. 

She found herself being apprehended about six or seven years after the Empire rose to power. Her crime? Not paying off some Imperial big-wigs, mostly from the Corporate Sector. Unfortunately for her, she’d gotten just the right amount of just the wrong people mad at her to result in her expulsion from the Guild. She raged at the other hunters, telling them that she was glad they were kicking her out, because no self-respecting hunter would be so willing to bend over backwards just to lick the scum off the bottom of an Imp’s boot… She didn’t get the severance package. 

After being expelled from the Guild, Greera tried to set out on her own. For a while, she was successful. Eventually, though, she crossed the Guild by getting in the way of their hunts. While she wasn’t killed for this, she did sustain rather nasty injuries that would leave scars along her shoulders, neck, and upper arms. These were not the first scars she had received, and they would not be the last. 

It was spite that motivated her to join the Rebellion. She didn’t care about the cause, and never had much mind for politics. But, the Guild was working with the Empire, and the Rebellion was working against them, so she figured it was the best method of revenge she could ask for. Her main job was hunting down Imperial officers who’d been causing the Rebels problems, and, her favourite, getting rid of bounty hunters that were pursuing Rebel operatives. 

She had relative success for a number of years. However, she came to an end after a mission went south. Her fighter was shot down by a TIE pilot, and she was killed in the resulting crash. She was successful in taking down her target, however. As far as she was concerned, that was any hunter’s duty: Never let prey get away. 

She left behind no children, and otherwise had no family to speak of. She had the respect of her colleagues, though - even in death, and even in the Guild. 

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"psst hey kid you need some...", she looks both ways, "lemurs"

“yes gimme the good stuff,” shuichi says with a manic grin. “gimme the most potent lemur mineral ya got. i won’t tip the police off, i’m a detective.”