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Captain Miyone Tellivar

Currently assigned to Vigilant Task Force.
Attached to Heavy Corellian Corvette Insane Endeavor.

Position CO CRV Insane Endeavor
Technical Specialty Starship Weapons Systems
Secondary Specialty Starship Assault Tactics
Side Arm Alliance Navy Service Blaster
Favorite Beverage Anything toxic to other species
Physical Description Devaronian female, pink skin, green hair in a bob cut; 27 standard years old; height 1.65 m, weight 63.5 kg


Miyone Tellivar is no stranger to running a CR90 Corellian Corvette. While running with the Liberty Taskforce, her previous ship took heavy damage in battle. The captain and the rest of the bridge crew were killed. Miyone Tellivar, a Devaronian, had a tingling in her horn nubs that alerted her to the impending disaster and was able to duck in time, only taking minor burn damage to her face as opposed to a full blast of debris that would have condemned her to the same fate as the rest of the bridge crew.

While being treated for her burns, she was tapped to take command of an Old Republic Dreadnaught named the Insane Endeavor. Utilizing her nascent force sensitivity and her affinity for dramatic flair, she was able to make that ship fight better than ships better armed and shielded than hers.

With the Vigilant Taskforce retooling to a smaller, more rapid response fleet, the Dreadnaught was sent off to defend an out of the way system.

Anxious to not lose a brilliant ship captain, the leaders of Renegade Wing fought hard to get a ship worthy of the masterful ship fighter. They successfully requisitioned one of the newest Heavy CR90 Corellian Corvettes the New Republic had been cranking out, trading some of the older customizations aimed at speed for more firepower and shielding.

Seeing the beautiful ship offered to her, Miyone had to think about getting back into the bridge of a Corellian Corvette considering her last experience with one. The tingling in her forehead nubs was telling her to accept the offer. She smiled, baring her pointed teeth, and shrugged. "I've got a good feeling about this one," she said as she boarded her new ship.