The name is Haley Lorian.
Her occupation is Jedi and sometimes tinkerer.
Her past is quite dotted with historic moments.
The battles that devastated the previous jedi strongholds and left
many for dead. The numbers of the jedi dwindling. They were forced to move
along. Find a new place to start. Begin taking the new arrivals under wing.
She has been through hell. And back. And it seems she's the only one that it
has not left permanently changed. If anything there's more determination.

As for basics.
She's about 5'9. Lavender eyes. Long golden blonde hair and a nearly always present smirk on her lips.
She's been known as the troublemaker in two different jedi temples.
Now...she may almost always be seen wearing items that are most definitely against dresscode.
When she's not breaking the dress code she's hanging out with one Solis who has become
a significant part of her life.
Her life with the jedi has become just as tangled with her by now. She's got a trainee at
present and that question looming overhead about how she's going to handle it.
As for how she arms herself? When she chooses to approach combat it's with a sharp eye on all
corners and a blaster pointed each way. Her saber is the first line of defense and will be
drawn in the blink of an eye to defend those unable to do so themselves.
She's got a knack for piloting. And she can fix nearly anything mechanical.
So...all in all. She's too much to put down in words.