The galaxy's most charming liability.

Five years since Toshara, and Kay Vess has gone from back-alley slicer to captain of the Trailblazer — mostly by accident and a series of poor decisions she insists were "calculated risks." She's still a wanted woman in half the Outer Rim, still dodging syndicate bounties, and still trailing trouble like a comet.

She doesn't work for anyone who doesn't pay up front, and she doesn't trust anyone but ND-5 and Nix — the merqaal who's been her partner since she was pickpocketing marks in the Workers' District. She's good at stealing, blaster fights and getting out of places she shouldn't have entered, and she's still not picky about whose pockets she picks.

Her reputation is a mix of truth and tall tales — some say she crashed a Hutt wedding, others that she sliced into an Imperial frigate and left with its entire treasury. Kay just smiles when she hears them.

"Details are overrated."

She's not looking to save the galaxy. She's just looking to stay free, stay flying, and keep one step ahead of the next price on her head. And if that means signing up for one last job that's too good to be true?

Well. It wouldn't be the first time.