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When calculating your Reflex Defense, you may add either your heroic level or your armor bonus, whichever is higher. You must be proficient with the armor you are wearing to gain this benefit.

As a full round action , you may spend a Force Point to attune a suit of armor to the Force, permanently increasing its armor bonus by +2.
In addition the maximum, Dex bonus of the attuned armor permanently increases by 1.

5'6'', 119 lbs, black hair, green eyes.

Korro has a pleasant face, though she thinks her eyes are too close together. From all of her training, and privation, she is lithe, but somewhat skinny.
She moves with unconsious grace,

Korro will usually travel in her motely, scavanged suit of battle armor. Though she dreams of a suit of cortossis weave such as the Saarai-kaar wears,
she's satisfied with her current situation: it protects her and protects her identity as a Force user.

Though motely, the armor is well kept and obviousl worn by someone who knows her business.
The same goes for her other armaments. Though second-hand and scruffy, they look to be all function and no flash.

As all Janisaarai do, Korro Tass walks the line between the Light and Dark Sides of the Force. She's travelled the Galaxy enough to know that neither the Jedi or
the Sith have all of the answers, nor do the multitude of non-Force users. She makes her own way. She exercises compassion and contempt on a case by case basis,
with compassion having slighly the bias, much to the consternation of her dear deceased Master.

The sand swirled high, pushed here and there by the strong arid breeze. High above a predator soared in lazy circles, two suns casting double shadows on the sere plains below.
Breaking the plains were a series of stone bluffs, and sitting just outside a small cave high up the side of one, sat a young woman.
Wrapped tightly against the sand and heat, she looked out at the shimmering mirages through sturdy goggles, protected against the moisture stealing heat.
Hearing a noise behind her, she turned slightly to regard the pitiful creature curled up inside….her Master, reduced to nothing more than a gibbering idiot.
But, her Master he was ….until his death released her.
Returning to her vigil of the barrens below, she thought back on the events that had brought her here
….
After many years of training and intense study, Korro Tass had been finally chosen to apprentice to one of the Masters of the Janisaarai, one Cassen Voh.
Surly and uncompromising, Cassen Voh was nonetheless regarded as one of the Janisaarai’s most potent users of the Force, Arana Vix felt fortunate to become his apprentice.
Many trials ensued, Korro Tass handling most with aplomb, Cassen Voh seeming bent on breaking her spirit, but Korro Tass was unbowed, utilizing her connection to the Force as a true Janissarai.
An embodiment of Light and Dark….the unspoken truth.
Finally satisfied with her abilities, Cassen Voh deigned to take her off-world with him. Seeking new avenues for the procurement of Cortosis, Cassen Voh and Korro Tass travelled the width and breadth of the Outer Rim.
Always though, their efforts were stymied by the ever expanding reach of the new Sith Empire, squeezing the supply of many materiel, especially rare ores such as Cortosis.
Growing more irritated by the day, Korro Tass grew alarmed at the change in her Master. Always irascible, he nonetheless held a tight control on his dark tendencies, exorcising them through ritual and meditation.
Lately however, he’d been neglecting his necessary spiritual ablutions, and when Korro Tass pressed him on it one day, found herself suspended above the ground by Cassen Voh’s power, his face a mask of fury.
Though choked for air, Korro Tass merely gazed calmly down at her Master. Should he choose to kill her this day…so be it. Her live was his to use.
Slowly, he release his grip on her throat and lowered her to the floor. Without a word, he motioned her to follow and she did…on to the next world.
Many more violent incidents occurred, Cassen Voh somehow always managing to restrain himself from killing Korro Tass outright.. But she did not complain, her life was her Master’s. Even when he demanded that she become his lover, satisfying his baser urges, she complied.
And so it was that as Master Cassen Voh lost himself more and more in the Darkness, he became sloppy, coming close to capture by the Empire a number of times.
Growing paranoid, he refused Korro Tass’s suggestion of returning to the Janissaarai home world, imagining plots to destroy him among his former friends there.
No, they would hide, from the Empire and Janisaarai both. And so, they found a desolate plain on a desolate planet and built a home in the bluff.
Training continued, brutal, painful, in the desert, honing Korro Tass’s skills. She especially appreciated the cleansing rituals that her Master no longer practiced; his example was a study in the dangers of the Dark side.
Korro Tass learned this lesson well.
Slowly, slowly the Master’s hateful energy ate away at him, shriveling his body and mind. Soon, Korro Tass had to care for her Master as if he were a babe, a terrible hate-filled babe, but a babe nonetheless.

…

Korro Tass cocked her head to one side. All she could hear was the wind and the scrape of sand. Turning, she extended the Force to the supine body of her Master.
All she could detect was the stillness of death.
Rising smoothly, she entered the cave and knelt by her Master’s body. Slowly, a solemn chant low on her breath, she removed the soiled and tattered clothes, until Cassen Voh wasted frame was revealed.
Looking hard at the ruin of her Master, searing its image into her memory, Arana Vix vowed the same would never happen to her.
Gathering up the body, she carried it to the edge and unceremoniously dumped it.
She watched as it tumbled, limp and lifeless down the scree and boulder strewn slope, finally disappearing in the shimmering haze and dust.
Her gaze lingered for a moment before she turned back to the cave, gathering was useful equipment they still had.
It was then she saw her Master’s lightsaber, disassembled into a thousand tiny pieces, the beautiful yellow crystal shining amidst the chaos.
With a sigh, she recognized, that at the end her Master had thought up one last test for her, a glimmer of the man he had been had shone through.
Sitting before the light sabre pieces, she closed her eyes, cleared her mind and reached out to the Force, allowing it to flow through her, expanding her senses, her mind…
Oblivious, she did not see some of the pieces of hardware twitch and move, some floating up into the air to circle the young woman. Slowly, slowly they coalesced into a cloud, the crystal floating in the center.
Without direction, without thought, the pieces began to fit together, with agonizing slowness, to form a lightsaber , whose form was reminiscent of Cassen Voh’s, but wholly Korro Tass’s.
A flicker of the eyes, and Korro Tass rose out of her trance, and upon opening her eyes , saw a fully formed lightsaber hanging in the air, turning slowly.
At her side , her hand opened and the weapon flew into her palm, it’s flickering yellow blade appearing immediately.
Satisfied with her handiwork Korro Tass gathered up her supplies and walked to the cave opening, where dusk was falling. Looking out at the shimmering horizon, at the lights of the settlement there, it’s name forgotten, tracking the occasional starship rising up, up …..
Korro Tass followed one ship’s trajectory up into the sky, towards a small mote of light slowly tracking across the pale green sky.
A decrepit space station, allied to none, a waypoint for spies, slicers, mercenaries and merchants.
She side eyed the pistol and rifle leaned up against her pack, knowing that they might be her bread and butter for some time, as she and her former Master has learned , it was dangerous to display one's
connection to the Force, through action or the reveal of a lightsabre in the new era of the Galaxy. Sith and Jedi - two sides of the same coin - sought to subjugate or assimilate, either way destroying the Jaanisaarai way.

With a sigh, she thought back to her youth on Susevfi, learning with pistol and rifle and knife , the defence of her homeland. Only to be plucked from that existence into hat of the Force, once her talents were discovered.

Cassen Voh spoke often of the aspects of the Force and the two groups that embodies them, the Sith and Jedi. Only the Jedi did he , and well , most Janissaarai, hold is hihgher esteem. It was well known that hey'd
invited Janisaarai to learn with them at their temple...on Tython. No Janisaarai had journeyed there in gererations. Perhaps, Korro Tass could be the next!

Satisified with having a goal set, Korro Tass gathered her gear, stowing her lightsabre among the grenades on her bandolier, so as to be hidden among the similar shapes , and set off across the dusty plain to the space port...

The Galaxy awaited!

At 6th level, take Force training to gain access to some powers. This'll take into account the death of her Master cutting short her training.
at 8th level, take Force Adept Prestige Class.