Jenna Krass grew up on Corellia, in a neighborhood that was home territory for a couple of gangs - it wasn't one of the best neighborhoods, but it wasn't a slum, either. To survive, you either learned to fight, learned to steal, or if you were lucky, you escaped and found a better home elsewhere. Thieves who were caught often lost their hands, and they either never stole again or learned the importance of not getting caught. Jenna was one of the fighters - learning to use a vibrosword from an early age, she would stand up to whoever she had to, and even kill, in order to secure provisions and residence for herself.

As she grew up, Jenna turned her skills towards fighting professionally, and became a successful, gladiatorial champion, winning many matches in the arena before a scandal forced her to retire. She turned to mercenary work to make a living, seeking to recover the rush of adrenaline she gained in the arena.

Her travels as a mercenary brought her to Ord Cantrell, where she met the Clawdite Technician Oracle. The two hit it off easily as Oracle made equipment for Jenna, and the pair fell in love, even as Jenna became a gladiator once more, fighting in the Golden Moon Casino's arena. But eventually that dried up, too, because she fought and killed the arena's strongest champion in a deathmatch. And so she moved on, this time traveling with Oracle as the two continued to explore their new relationship, even as they kept searching for their next job...

Quest/Thrill - Jenna came to enjoy the thrill of battle and rush of adrenaline in the gladiatorial arena, and seeks to recapture that feeling in her current battles.

Adrenaline Rush (20 Points) - Jenna lives for the thrill of battle, the rush she gets when charging her foe to put her life in harms way. When she doesn't get that rush, she isn't really living.

Jenna is a 28-year-old Corellian Human Female, with a height of 5'6", a lithe build, dark blue hair, and silver eyes. She tends to wear black armor with dark red trim.

She is a friendly person, willing to chat and joke around if need be, but when she enters combat, she turns into a raging, crazed berserker focused only on satisfying her need for adrenaline and bloodlust. Old lessons from her home tend to bleed through, as well, as pickpockets will often end up with missing hands.