SW:CES:NC:Aola Anu

Twi’leks are a among the most common slave races in the galaxy for their beauty. Even among their own slavery is abundant, especially of the rare red phenotype known as Lethans. Such is the story for you, Aola Anu.
You were born to a first-generation slave known as Jijilo, who was kidnapped by an ex-lover and raped before being sold to a minor hutt on Tatooine. It was this rape that conceived you and your twin sister Ayy. You don’t know much about him; except he was killed after he demanded more money for the purchase (which he would have gotten had your mother been untouched). You’ve never known what freedom was like, except from the stories your mother has told you.
You weren’t lucky enough to have her forever though, as after her repeated escape attempts, your owner, a minor hutt lord named Graargru Zeh, decided she would be better lobotomized. However, because of her struggling the surgery was botched and she soon died your sister on your own in the hands of the hutt, at the age of six. You’ve both been mostly cleaning and working, while your mother was a dancer and breeder (though she never conceived any children so you can gather it was exclusively for pleasure). However, both of you have seen your development mature much more rapidly than you expected: your breasts began developing at age 8 and by age 10 they were Cs and kept growing.
It was then that your master decided both of you should start training early as dancers for him. For several years you and Ayy have trained and continued to develop. You’ve had to work even harder than her, as she hasn’t had such massive breasts to hinder her. In the recesses of your mind, you’ve always dreamed of freedom. You’ve talked about it with your sister, who always agreed with you, but in recent years you’re no longer sure if she does. You’re not so certain either, but if it’s possible, you don’t want to get it without her. You two will be together, forever.

This is not an easy life you’ve chosen, in fact, it’s quite a hard life. But great things often come from places of tragedy, and you know, in the recesses of your mind, there must be something about you besides your appearance that is special. May the Force by with you, Aola Anu.
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