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“I shoot people. They fall down. They don’t get back up.”

O V E R V I E W

N A M E

Errol Vahn

A G E

39

G E N D E R

Male

S P E C I E S

Human

H O M E W O R L D

Mindemir

A P P E A R A N C E

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T A L E N T S & B A C K G R O U N D

F O R C E P O T E N C Y

Errol Vahn is not conventionally trained in the force, although he unknowingly has a connection to it.

C O M B A T T A L E N T S

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F E A T S

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D O S S I E R

Early Life: 3991 BBY - 3975 BBY [+]

Born to an interstellar businessman by the name of Miles Vahn, Errol was born & raised far from the core planets and instead upon one of the vast colonial frontiers. Errol’s father was an aggressive businessman who founded ErdeCo after liquidizing his properties as he believed that the only way to get in edgewise on major companies was to “put all of your cards on the table”. Laughed at by his former partners, Miles Vahn found himself desperate to make an impact on the galactic market that was colonial frontiers. As such Errol was born into a cosmic environment that was as underdeveloped as it was underpopulated. Growing up under the shadow of his father’s obsession to succeed in the galactic market was stressful as Errol found duties were being demanded of him straining the relationship with his parents even more. The immediate threat of hostile aliens, feral wildlife, social unrest, and criminal activity poised trouble to the growing community that ErdeCo had striven to create and one that they not only wanted to succeed—but needed to succeed. This behavior in Errol’s father would only continue to push his relationship with his wife further away at an exponential rate.

A young Errol would spend time at his uncle’s home on the colony— a general agriculture procurement, Alen Vahn, lived much simpler with the only threat being the rare fauna that would get out of hand. Enjoying his uncle’s stories of Alderaan was entrancing for Errol and he would begin to almost live at the farm during these years. During this time his uncle would teach him how to fire a rifle and to impress his relative he would adamantly strive to be better; for every day he stayed at the farm he shot targets and mended the farm to help his uncle. However, Alen Vahn grew sick and passed on from cancer-related struggles by the time Errol was eleven. A year later, ErdeCo had expanded their operations into a local habitat of violent and fast creatures which resulted in an entire team of laborers to lose their lives due to ErdeCo’s carelessness. The family members of these laborers began to riot while other residents threatened to leave if ErdeCo didn’t get its operations in check.

This threat against his livelihood caused Miles Vahn to “protect his investment” and hired a PMC group as “quality control”. This would begin the “dark times” of the colony as the mercenaries hired received benefits plus their rate of service and eventually the group began testing how much they were allowed to do without consequences. But Errol’s father only cared about the critical and financial success of his investments and took no shame into admitting it. Stuck out on their own, the citizens were practically stuck in a corporate dictatorship and Errol’s mother snapped. Errol never saw the colony again as he was taken away from its madness to find himself on another planetary hell: Nar Shaddaa.

Nar Shaddaa was not much for improvement and the alien-centric world that bustled with crime as well as poverty led Errol to have a much harsher childhood than he would have had if he stayed with his father. But like his mother, he sort of saw the benefit of freedom; any freedom, over what they had back on the colony. As humanity was new to the galaxy, the population on Nar Shaddaa had so few of them making it an uphill battle to survive as his mother struggled to find work and make ends meet. Errol himself at this time fell in with a bunch of other human youths who found themselves on Nar Shaddaa in poverty and among racism and thus a sort of gang was created amongst them. It wasn’t long thereafter that Errol and his friends got caught up into something stupid— an alien named Ardot Fek.

Running with Ardot Fek, a self-proclaimed “supplier” of goods led Errol into a life of organized crime. Fek saw cheap manpower in the youths as well as a useful utility in their knack to steal things. At first they weren’t asked to do much outside of pocket a few things or spot competitors (and law enforcement), but eventually as they became more useful (and older) they ended up “graduating” to carrying firearms as Fek’s under-priced guards. Errol found himself killing for the first time no more than a month after he was given a firearm—he was shaken by the experience, but Fek talked him down from his repulsion and convinced him it was only adrenaline that he felt and not any false moral consequences. Soon enough, Errol was making enough credits on the side to help keep himself and his mother afloat despite Fek underpaying him and the other youths. However, as nothing lasts forever and Fek ended up ditching the youths on Nar Shaddaa after a bounty hunter had been reported to be on his trail from his previous years leaving Errol with a few credits and a different sense of himself. The gang that remained were scattered; some of Errol’s friends fell into drugs or ended up dead and the few that remained grew distant. Errol was seventeen.

With a few credits to his name and no huge skill-pool, Errol found himself at a disadvantage on Nar Shaddaa and despite his desire to leave the planet he really didn’t have the means or a plan if he even did.

Mandalorian Wars: 3978 BBY - 3960 BBY [+]

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Recent Years: 3959 BBY - 3954 BBY [+]

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“I shoot people. They fall down. They don’t get back up.”

Without the Helmet [+]

O V E R V I E W

N A M E

Errol Vahn

A G E

39

G E N D E R

Male

S P E C I E S

Human

H O M E W O R L D

Mindemir

C L A S S

Bounty Hunter

P O S I T I O N

Hired Gun

A P P E A R A N C E

Perhaps with another line of work, Errol Vahn would’ve been a picturesque spacer or colonist but unfortunately that is not how his life aligned. The mahogany-haired marksman’s body is littered with laser scarring, vibroblade gashes, and other noticeable scars that are the result of a war-driven life in addition to being a smug sarcastic asshole at the wrong time. Surprisingly, Errol’s face is generally unfazed with only minor knicks being apparent to the naked eye. Beyond this, Errol isn’t particularly tall or short (5’11”) and has a somewhat muscular and toned build due to his line of work.

T A L E N T S & B A C K G R O U N D

F O R C E P O T E N C Y

Errol Vahn is not conventionally trained in the force, although he unknowingly has a connection to it.

C O M B A T T A L E N T S

Marksman: Errol Vahn has been shooting people since he was sixteen years old— and most often against more experienced and deadly opponents. His experiences in the Mandalorian Wars led him to becoming a quick and dangerous shot or face the early consequence of sweet sweet death. At thirty-nine, Errol is one of the most skilled snipers that survived the conflicts. These skills are not unique to blaster rifles and carbines, but also pistols.

Saboteur: Errol Vahn is a skilled saboteur, grenadier, and demolitionist. This is clear in his adept knowledge and familiarity with various charges used in explosives throughout the galaxy. Errol is comfortable whether a detonator utilizes ion, plasma, thorium, baradium, or other more esoteric and experimental options as its core.

Field Medic: Whilst hardly on the level of the Republic’s finest doctors and field surgeons, Errol knows what stims do what and how to apply a treat injury kit with little mistake. If there is one thing Errol has learned is that if you don’t know how to counteract a Mandalorian toxic dart on the fly you’re pretty much dead.

Stealth: Rule number one of being a sniper— if they can’t find you, they can’t kill you. Errol fought in several battles and on one occasion even outwitted a Mandalorian searching party on Dxun. He knows how to be quiet and make his shots.

W E A P O N S

▷ Aratech Sniper Rifle
▷ SFOR Republic Carbine
▷ Czerka T-3 Blaster Pistol
▷ Grenade & Utility Belt
▷ Vibroknife

D O S S I E R

Early Life: 3991 BBY - 3975 BBY [+]

Born to an interstellar businessman by the name of Miles Vahn, Errol was born & raised far from the core planets and instead upon one of the vast colonial frontiers. Errol’s father was an aggressive businessman who founded ErdeCo after liquidizing his properties as he believed that the only way to get in edgewise on major companies was to “put all of your cards on the table”. Laughed at by his former partners, Miles Vahn found himself desperate to make an impact on the galactic market that was colonial frontiers. As such Errol was born into a cosmic environment that was as underdeveloped as it was underpopulated. Growing up under the shadow of his father’s obsession to succeed in the galactic market was stressful as Errol found duties were being demanded of him straining the relationship with his parents even more.

A young Errol would spend time at his uncle’s home on the colony— a general agriculture procurement, Alen Vahn, lived much simpler with the only threat being the rare fauna that would get out of hand. Enjoying his uncle’s stories of Alderaan was entrancing for Errol and he would begin to almost live at the farm during these years. During this time his uncle would teach him how to fire a rifle and to impress his relative he would adamantly strive to be better; for every day he stayed at the farm he shot targets and mended the farm to help his uncle. However, Alen Vahn grew sick and passed on from age-related struggles by the time Errol was ten.

A year later, ErdeCo had expanded their operations into a local habitat of violent and fast creatures which resulted in an entire team of laborers to lose their lives due to ErdeCo’s carelessness. The family members of these laborers began to riot while other residents threatened to leave if ErdeCo didn’t get its operations in check. This threat against his livelihood caused Miles Vahn to “protect his investment” and hired Mandalorian mercenaries as “quality control”. This would begin the “dark times” of the colony as the mercenaries hired received benefits plus their rate of service and eventually the group began testing how much they were allowed to do without consequences. But Errol’s father only cared about the critical and financial success of his investments and took no shame into admitting it.

Eventually, Errol’s mother snapped. Errol never saw the colony again as he was taken away from its madness to find himself on another planetary hell: Nar Shaddaa. Errol would fall in with a bunch of other human youths who found themselves on Nar Shaddaa in poverty and among racism and thus a sort of gang was created amongst them. It wasn’t long thereafter that Errol and his friends got caught up into something stupid— an alien named Ardot Fek.

Running with Ardot Fek, a self-proclaimed “supplier” of goods led Errol into a life of organized crime. Fek saw cheap manpower in the youths as well as a useful utility in their knack to steal things. At first they weren’t asked to do much outside of pocket a few things or spot competitors (and law enforcement), but eventually as they became more useful (and older) they ended up “graduating” to carrying firearms as Fek’s under-priced guards. Errol found himself killing for the first time no more than a month after he was given a firearm— he was shaken by the experience, but Fek talked him down from his repulsion and convinced him it was only adrenaline that he felt and not any false moral consequences. Soon enough, Errol was making enough credits on the side to help keep himself and his mother afloat despite Fek underpaying him and the other youths.

Mandalorian Wars: 3978 BBY - 3960 BBY [+]

By the time the first shots of the Mandalorian Wars were fired Errol had become an adept errand boy and enforcer for Fek; a comfortable agreement that lasted until Fek was shot dead by a bounty hunter named Calo Nord. This circumstance would lead Errol back into unemployment for a time, though despite this circumstance Errol refused to give up and started taking up jobs from whoever was hiring and being an overeager young man had its benefits to certain facets of Nar Shaddaa— especially to organizations like The Exchange.

But working for The Exchange and independent criminals on Nar Shaddaa wasn’t enough.

Eventually, Errol found himself brought into a network of non-mandalorian mercenaries; a brotherhood that worked closely with everyone from gangsters to senators, and given the outcry for help on outer rim worlds suffering at the claws of the Mandalorian invaders there was no shortage of supply and demand. In no time at all he would find himself and his fellow brotherhood members on the planet of Cathar and the rest is history— Errol Vahn fought the Mandalorians at every turn for the next decade-and-a-half of his life.

Recent Years: 3959 BBY - 3954 BBY [+]

After the defeats of Malachor V and Coruscant, the galaxy found itself in pieces as it tried to repair itself from the damage. However, the Mandalorians weren’t done and neither was the Republic. But unfortunately, a need for a veteran mercenary wasn’t needed without a direct war to fight and in this time Errol turned to smuggling and smaller jobs that were created due to the repercussions of a war that nearly spanned two decades— people needed help and were willing to sell their last speeder for it. Errol tried not to capitalize on it, but he had his own purpose to meet just the same.

Ultimately, Errol found work through a very obscure enclave…

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