This is a list of Star Wars species (U–Z). This list contains the names of sentient species from the fictional universe of Star Wars beginning with the letters U through Z. Star Wars is an American epic space opera film series created by George Lucas. The first film in the series was originally released on May 25, 1977, under the title Star Wars, by 20th Century Fox, and became a worldwide pop culture phenomenon, followed by two sequels, released at three-year intervals. Many species of alien creatures (often humanoid) are depicted.
Read more about List Of Star Wars Species (U–Z): Ubese, Ugnaught, Umbaran, Unu, Utai, Utapaun, Vaathkree, Vagaari, Veknoid, Vella, Verpine, Vodran, Vor, Voxyn, Vratix, Vulptereen, Vurk, Wampa, Weequay, Whaladon, Wharl, Whill, Whiphid, Wirutid, Wol Cabasshite, Woostoid, Wroonian, X'ting, Xexto, Y'bith, Yaka, Yevetha, Yuuzhan Vong, Yuvernian, Yuzzem, Yuzzum, Zabrak, Zeltron, Zhell, Zygerrian
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