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Name: Admiral Hennir Karlomman
Age: 41
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Homeworld: Ganthel
Appearance:
Major Skills:
-Imperial Academy training
-Tactical and strategical skills as battle commander
-Excellent shot with a blaster
-Logistics and administration
Primary Equipment:
ISS Hammer of Justice, an Imperial II Star Destroyer.
Punisher Battle Group, an ad-hoc fleet formed out of Karlomman's original command and other battered and depleted loyalist units that managed to make their way to him.
Personality:
Stern and embittered, Admiral Hennir Karlomman is dedicated to the concepts of Order and Justice. The pillars that hold galactic civilization together and are embodied by the Galactic Empire. As far as he is concerned, only a strong, authoritarian and centralized government such as the Empire is able to truly bring safety and peace to the masses of the Galaxy. After all, its the burden of those with power and strength to ensure the well being of those below them.
The Admiral, however, is not blind to the flaws within the system. Though he rationalizes them as the fault of individuals. Ambitious and greedy officers undeserving of their positions who would rather line their pockets and amass personal power rather than do their duty. This has lead to no small amount of tensions and problems for him. As the parasites he so deeply hates more often than not are simply too powerful and well entrenched to be dealt with as the law demands. Forcing Karlomman to swallow his anger and compromise his principles time and again for the greater good of the Empire.
His loyalty to the Empire, however, remains absolute. Having to suffer more than a few rotten apples are an expected, though unfortunate, reality of the universe. And in the end, the benefits that the strong rule of the Empire brings will always far outweigh the weak, corrupt, lawless and indecisive authority of the Republic.
A strict disciplinarian, the Admiral holds his officers to the same high standards he holds himself, trying to instill a harsh but fair atmosphere in his command. A mixed success so far, for though the bulk of his own forces are still lacking in his own eyes, the Admiral has nevertheless managed to turn the ad-hoc mix of battered squadrons and lines into a cohesive and competent fighting force.
Force Sensitive: No
Biography:
Scion of a minor Ganthelian aristocratic family, Hennir's formative years were shaped by his father. A retired officer of Ganthel's local defense fleet, the elder Karlomman, Serej, raised his children and ruled his family with the same mindset of his officer days. Demanding utmost obedience and discipline from all under him.
A fervent critic of the Republic, Serej's impassioned rantings against the weak, corrupt and ineffective Senate molded young Hennir's opinions on democracy as a whole. Cementing in his mind the idea that the Republic was unsuitable and undeserving to rule the Galaxy. As they grew up, Hennir and his siblings excelled in their studies. Driven on to excellence by the demanding taskmaster of a father.
The start of the Clone Wars and the rise of Palpatine brought an almost immediate change to the Karlomman household. For not matter how bad the Republic was, Serej had decided the Separatists (nothing more than a mob of pirates, aliens and droids ruled by corrupt corporations according to him) were worse. Furthermore, the Karlomman patriarch, like many billions across the Republic, were enthralled by the charisma of the new Chancellor.
The war itself did not reach Ganthel, though Serej dedicated all of his resources and influence into helping eradicate the Separatist threat. Two of Hennir's older brothers served in the Republican navy (perishing in the course of the war) while his sisters were married off to seal political alliances and increase the power of the pro-Palpatine faction in the planet. By the time the war ended and the New Order came to power, Hennir was already studying in a local military academy in preparation for future service in the navy, while also having his own political marriage arranged for when he came of age.
The rise of the Empire also saw a upturn in the Karlomman's family luck. Serej's rabid Pro-Palpatine positions and actions during the Clone Wars had earned him enough recognition to make him a powerful political player on the planetary level and giving him enough influence and wealth to secure a slot to the Academy on Prefsbelt IV before continuing his education in Anaxes.
Hennir thrived in this new environment. Easily adapting to the discipline required by the military education and a true believer of the ideals of the First Order, Hennir strove to become a model student. The rare words of praise that sometimes came on the mail driving him to reach his utter limits.
Eventually, he graduated, managing to secure a short leave, travelling home to celebrate with his family and marry his intended. Hennir returned to service quickly and served in a multitude of commands across the Galaxy, mostly hunting pirates.
Actual military service however, wasn't exactly what Hennir expected. The persistent rot that hid beneath the shiny surface of the Empire wasn't something covered in his education. And realizing just how powerless he was to "make things right" only served to increase Hennir's bitterness towards the "parasites destroying the system." By this point he had already made enough noise to mark him as a possible troublemaker, earning him a immediate transfer to more dangerous theaters. In the hopes that the constant combat would be enough to distract or kill him.
For his part, Hennir welcomed the challenge. Striving now to advance enough in the Navy's ranks to amass enough power and influence to actually make a difference and help safeguard the Empire against threats both internal and external. His competence and fanatical loyalty eventually secured him an independent command followed by an Admiral's commission a couple years later.
The promotion further bolstered Hennir's resolve. Surely now, he would be able to act against the rats and parasites leeching of the greatness of the Empire with the same strength and decisiveness as he used against the dissident scum plaguing the Outer Rim. Unfortunately that was not to be. Hennir simply lacked the political acumen and power to achieve any lasting change. After ruffling one too many feathers, the Admiral was demoted to Commodore and reassigned to some forgotten backwater in the Rim.
His career would be dead, if not for sheer coincidence. Unbeknownst to him, the sector Hennir was reassigned to, had just been selected by the Rebel Alliance to house a major base of operations. The increasingly bitter officer just happened to come across the rebel's trail as he pursued pirates. Catching the dissidents by surprise and eliminating their still under construction facility was enough to put Karlomman back into the radar and allow him to recover his lost position.
By then, however, it had become clear that Hennir would have to give up his grandiose dreams of reform. Not the least for the fact that it had become increasingly clear to him that he was treading on very thin ice. Only his family's political influence had saved him so far. But anymore attempts to "rock the boat" would not be dealt with in so merciful manner in the future.
Resigning himself to the fact, Admiral Karlomman instead turned his attentions towards crushing the external enemies of the Empire and hoping that once they were defeated, the Emperor would finally have the freedom to deal with the parasites eating away the New Order's foundations.
The Battle of Yavin IV came as a shock to Karlomman, and the following strain placed upon the Empire pushed the Admiral's forces to their limits. Though he always prided himself in how he managed to rise up to the challenge. Repeatedly requesting deployments in the most active warzones.
The death of the Emperor and following fracture of the Empire, for all the chaos and destruction wrought upon the innocent, did give Karlomman some measure of perverse satisfaction. The parasites, rats and leeches that tried to ruin his career had indeed sought to bring the end of the Empire, just as he had warned so many times.
The near collapse of central authority also gave him the necessary freedom and excuse (both for himself and for his subordinates) to act decisively. Ignoring conflicting orders and offers from the rising Warlords, Karlomman took his ships to the Taldot Sector in the Mid Rim, stamping down the local warlords and absorbing their forces in the name of the Ruling Council back in the Imperial Centre. While extending his reach to neighboring systems and absorbing the loyalist forces there. Establishing himself as an oasis of order and stability in the utter lawlessness and chaos that is the region
The systems under his command now reel under a strict martial law and war mobilization while his subordinates enact extensive purges in the Council's name, seeking to hunt down both rebel sympathizers and the corrupt parasites who are also to blame for the dire situation the Empire finds himself in.
Age: 41
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Homeworld: Ganthel
Appearance:
Major Skills:
-Imperial Academy training
-Tactical and strategical skills as battle commander
-Excellent shot with a blaster
-Logistics and administration
Primary Equipment:
ISS Hammer of Justice, an Imperial II Star Destroyer.
Punisher Battle Group, an ad-hoc fleet formed out of Karlomman's original command and other battered and depleted loyalist units that managed to make their way to him.
Personality:
Stern and embittered, Admiral Hennir Karlomman is dedicated to the concepts of Order and Justice. The pillars that hold galactic civilization together and are embodied by the Galactic Empire. As far as he is concerned, only a strong, authoritarian and centralized government such as the Empire is able to truly bring safety and peace to the masses of the Galaxy. After all, its the burden of those with power and strength to ensure the well being of those below them.
The Admiral, however, is not blind to the flaws within the system. Though he rationalizes them as the fault of individuals. Ambitious and greedy officers undeserving of their positions who would rather line their pockets and amass personal power rather than do their duty. This has lead to no small amount of tensions and problems for him. As the parasites he so deeply hates more often than not are simply too powerful and well entrenched to be dealt with as the law demands. Forcing Karlomman to swallow his anger and compromise his principles time and again for the greater good of the Empire.
His loyalty to the Empire, however, remains absolute. Having to suffer more than a few rotten apples are an expected, though unfortunate, reality of the universe. And in the end, the benefits that the strong rule of the Empire brings will always far outweigh the weak, corrupt, lawless and indecisive authority of the Republic.
A strict disciplinarian, the Admiral holds his officers to the same high standards he holds himself, trying to instill a harsh but fair atmosphere in his command. A mixed success so far, for though the bulk of his own forces are still lacking in his own eyes, the Admiral has nevertheless managed to turn the ad-hoc mix of battered squadrons and lines into a cohesive and competent fighting force.
Force Sensitive: No
Biography:
Scion of a minor Ganthelian aristocratic family, Hennir's formative years were shaped by his father. A retired officer of Ganthel's local defense fleet, the elder Karlomman, Serej, raised his children and ruled his family with the same mindset of his officer days. Demanding utmost obedience and discipline from all under him.
A fervent critic of the Republic, Serej's impassioned rantings against the weak, corrupt and ineffective Senate molded young Hennir's opinions on democracy as a whole. Cementing in his mind the idea that the Republic was unsuitable and undeserving to rule the Galaxy. As they grew up, Hennir and his siblings excelled in their studies. Driven on to excellence by the demanding taskmaster of a father.
The start of the Clone Wars and the rise of Palpatine brought an almost immediate change to the Karlomman household. For not matter how bad the Republic was, Serej had decided the Separatists (nothing more than a mob of pirates, aliens and droids ruled by corrupt corporations according to him) were worse. Furthermore, the Karlomman patriarch, like many billions across the Republic, were enthralled by the charisma of the new Chancellor.
The war itself did not reach Ganthel, though Serej dedicated all of his resources and influence into helping eradicate the Separatist threat. Two of Hennir's older brothers served in the Republican navy (perishing in the course of the war) while his sisters were married off to seal political alliances and increase the power of the pro-Palpatine faction in the planet. By the time the war ended and the New Order came to power, Hennir was already studying in a local military academy in preparation for future service in the navy, while also having his own political marriage arranged for when he came of age.
The rise of the Empire also saw a upturn in the Karlomman's family luck. Serej's rabid Pro-Palpatine positions and actions during the Clone Wars had earned him enough recognition to make him a powerful political player on the planetary level and giving him enough influence and wealth to secure a slot to the Academy on Prefsbelt IV before continuing his education in Anaxes.
Hennir thrived in this new environment. Easily adapting to the discipline required by the military education and a true believer of the ideals of the First Order, Hennir strove to become a model student. The rare words of praise that sometimes came on the mail driving him to reach his utter limits.
Eventually, he graduated, managing to secure a short leave, travelling home to celebrate with his family and marry his intended. Hennir returned to service quickly and served in a multitude of commands across the Galaxy, mostly hunting pirates.
Actual military service however, wasn't exactly what Hennir expected. The persistent rot that hid beneath the shiny surface of the Empire wasn't something covered in his education. And realizing just how powerless he was to "make things right" only served to increase Hennir's bitterness towards the "parasites destroying the system." By this point he had already made enough noise to mark him as a possible troublemaker, earning him a immediate transfer to more dangerous theaters. In the hopes that the constant combat would be enough to distract or kill him.
For his part, Hennir welcomed the challenge. Striving now to advance enough in the Navy's ranks to amass enough power and influence to actually make a difference and help safeguard the Empire against threats both internal and external. His competence and fanatical loyalty eventually secured him an independent command followed by an Admiral's commission a couple years later.
The promotion further bolstered Hennir's resolve. Surely now, he would be able to act against the rats and parasites leeching of the greatness of the Empire with the same strength and decisiveness as he used against the dissident scum plaguing the Outer Rim. Unfortunately that was not to be. Hennir simply lacked the political acumen and power to achieve any lasting change. After ruffling one too many feathers, the Admiral was demoted to Commodore and reassigned to some forgotten backwater in the Rim.
His career would be dead, if not for sheer coincidence. Unbeknownst to him, the sector Hennir was reassigned to, had just been selected by the Rebel Alliance to house a major base of operations. The increasingly bitter officer just happened to come across the rebel's trail as he pursued pirates. Catching the dissidents by surprise and eliminating their still under construction facility was enough to put Karlomman back into the radar and allow him to recover his lost position.
By then, however, it had become clear that Hennir would have to give up his grandiose dreams of reform. Not the least for the fact that it had become increasingly clear to him that he was treading on very thin ice. Only his family's political influence had saved him so far. But anymore attempts to "rock the boat" would not be dealt with in so merciful manner in the future.
Resigning himself to the fact, Admiral Karlomman instead turned his attentions towards crushing the external enemies of the Empire and hoping that once they were defeated, the Emperor would finally have the freedom to deal with the parasites eating away the New Order's foundations.
The Battle of Yavin IV came as a shock to Karlomman, and the following strain placed upon the Empire pushed the Admiral's forces to their limits. Though he always prided himself in how he managed to rise up to the challenge. Repeatedly requesting deployments in the most active warzones.
The death of the Emperor and following fracture of the Empire, for all the chaos and destruction wrought upon the innocent, did give Karlomman some measure of perverse satisfaction. The parasites, rats and leeches that tried to ruin his career had indeed sought to bring the end of the Empire, just as he had warned so many times.
The near collapse of central authority also gave him the necessary freedom and excuse (both for himself and for his subordinates) to act decisively. Ignoring conflicting orders and offers from the rising Warlords, Karlomman took his ships to the Taldot Sector in the Mid Rim, stamping down the local warlords and absorbing their forces in the name of the Ruling Council back in the Imperial Centre. While extending his reach to neighboring systems and absorbing the loyalist forces there. Establishing himself as an oasis of order and stability in the utter lawlessness and chaos that is the region
The systems under his command now reel under a strict martial law and war mobilization while his subordinates enact extensive purges in the Council's name, seeking to hunt down both rebel sympathizers and the corrupt parasites who are also to blame for the dire situation the Empire finds himself in.
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Well, I have posted something. My next post will be hopefully longer with drama and politics mixed together.
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Name: Admiral Hennir Karlomman
Age: 41
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Homeworld: Ganthel
Appearance:
Major Skills:
-Imperial Academy training
-Tactical and strategical skills as battle commander
-Excellent shot with a blaster
-Logistics and administration
Primary Equipment:
ISS Hammer of Justice, an Imperial II Star Destroyer.
Punisher Battle Group, an ad-hoc fleet formed out of Karlomman's original command and other battered and depleted loyalist units that managed to make their way to him.
Personality:
Stern and embittered, Admiral Hennir Karlomman is dedicated to the concepts of Order and Justice. The pillars that hold galactic civilization together and are embodied by the Galactic Empire. As far as he is concerned, only a strong, authoritarian and centralized government such as the Empire is able to truly bring safety and peace to the masses of the Galaxy. After all, its the burden of those with power and strength to ensure the well being of those below them.
The Admiral, however, is not blind to the flaws within the system. Though he rationalizes them as the fault of individuals. Ambitious and greedy officers undeserving of their positions who would rather line their pockets and amass personal power rather than do their duty. This has lead to no small amount of tensions and problems for him. As the parasites he so deeply hates more often than not are simply too powerful and well entrenched to be dealt with as the law demands. Forcing Karlomman to swallow his anger and compromise his principles time and again for the greater good of the Empire.
His loyalty to the Empire, however, remains absolute. Having to suffer more than a few rotten apples are an expected, though unfortunate, reality of the universe. And in the end, the benefits that the strong rule of the Empire brings will always far outweigh the weak, corrupt, lawless and indecisive authority of the Republic.
A strict disciplinarian, the Admiral holds his officers to the same high standards he holds himself, trying to instill a harsh but fair atmosphere in his command. A mixed success so far, for though the bulk of his own forces are still lacking in his own eyes, the Admiral has nevertheless managed to turn the ad-hoc mix of battered squadrons and lines into a cohesive and competent fighting force.
Force Sensitive: No
Biography:
Scion of a minor Ganthelian aristocratic family, Hennir's formative years were shaped by his father. A retired officer of Ganthel's local defense fleet, the elder Karlomman, Serej, raised his children and ruled his family with the same mindset of his officer days. Demanding utmost obedience and discipline from all under him.
A fervent critic of the Republic, Serej's impassioned rantings against the weak, corrupt and ineffective Senate molded young Hennir's opinions on democracy as a whole. Cementing in his mind the idea that the Republic was unsuitable and undeserving to rule the Galaxy. As they grew up, Hennir and his siblings excelled in their studies. Driven on to excellence by the demanding taskmaster of a father.
The start of the Clone Wars and the rise of Palpatine brought an almost immediate change to the Karlomman household. For not matter how bad the Republic was, Serej had decided the Separatists (nothing more than a mob of pirates, aliens and droids ruled by corrupt corporations according to him) were worse. Furthermore, the Karlomman patriarch, like many billions across the Republic, were enthralled by the charisma of the new Chancellor.
The war itself did not reach Ganthel, though Serej dedicated all of his resources and influence into helping eradicate the Separatist threat. Two of Hennir's older brothers served in the Republican navy (perishing in the course of the war) while his sisters were married off to seal political alliances and increase the power of the pro-Palpatine faction in the planet. By the time the war ended and the New Order came to power, Hennir was already studying in a local military academy in preparation for future service in the navy, while also having his own political marriage arranged for when he came of age.
The rise of the Empire also saw a upturn in the Karlomman's family luck. Serej's rabid Pro-Palpatine positions and actions during the Clone Wars had earned him enough recognition to make him a powerful political player on the planetary level and giving him enough influence and wealth to secure a slot to the Academy on Prefsbelt IV before continuing his education in Anaxes.
Hennir thrived in this new environment. Easily adapting to the discipline required by the military education and a true believer of the ideals of the First Order, Hennir strove to become a model student. The rare words of praise that sometimes came on the mail driving him to reach his utter limits.
Eventually, he graduated, managing to secure a short leave, travelling home to celebrate with his family and marry his intended. Hennir returned to service quickly and served in a multitude of commands across the Galaxy, mostly hunting pirates.
Actual military service however, wasn't exactly what Hennir expected. The persistent rot that hid beneath the shiny surface of the Empire wasn't something covered in his education. And realizing just how powerless he was to "make things right" only served to increase Hennir's bitterness towards the "parasites destroying the system." By this point he had already made enough noise to mark him as a possible troublemaker, earning him a immediate transfer to more dangerous theaters. In the hopes that the constant combat would be enough to distract or kill him.
For his part, Hennir welcomed the challenge. Striving now to advance enough in the Navy's ranks to amass enough power and influence to actually make a difference and help safeguard the Empire against threats both internal and external. His competence and fanatical loyalty eventually secured him an independent command followed by an Admiral's commission a couple years later.
The promotion further bolstered Hennir's resolve. Surely now, he would be able to act against the rats and parasites leeching of the greatness of the Empire with the same strength and decisiveness as he used against the dissident scum plaguing the Outer Rim. Unfortunately that was not to be. Hennir simply lacked the political acumen and power to achieve any lasting change. After ruffling one too many feathers, the Admiral was demoted to Commodore and reassigned to some forgotten backwater in the Rim.
His career would be dead, if not for sheer coincidence. Unbeknownst to him, the sector Hennir was reassigned to, had just been selected by the Rebel Alliance to house a major base of operations. The increasingly bitter officer just happened to come across the rebel's trail as he pursued pirates. Catching the dissidents by surprise and eliminating their still under construction facility was enough to put Karlomman back into the radar and allow him to recover his lost position.
By then, however, it had become clear that Hennir would have to give up his grandiose dreams of reform. Not the least for the fact that it had become increasingly clear to him that he was treading on very thin ice. Only his family's political influence had saved him so far. But anymore attempts to "rock the boat" would not be dealt with in so merciful manner in the future.
Resigning himself to the fact, Admiral Karlomman instead turned his attentions towards crushing the external enemies of the Empire and hoping that once they were defeated, the Emperor would finally have the freedom to deal with the parasites eating away the New Order's foundations.
The Battle of Yavin IV came as a shock to Karlomman, and the following strain placed upon the Empire pushed the Admiral's forces to their limits. Though he always prided himself in how he managed to rise up to the challenge. Repeatedly requesting deployments in the most active warzones.
The death of the Emperor and following fracture of the Empire, for all the chaos and destruction wrought upon the innocent, did give Karlomman some measure of perverse satisfaction. The parasites, rats and leeches that tried to ruin his career had indeed sought to bring the end of the Empire, just as he had warned so many times.
The near collapse of central authority also gave him the necessary freedom and excuse (both for himself and for his subordinates) to act decisively. Ignoring conflicting orders and offers from the rising Warlords, Karlomman took his ships to the Taldot Sector in the Mid Rim, stamping down the local warlords and absorbing their forces in the name of the Ruling Council back in the Imperial Centre. While extending his reach to neighboring systems and absorbing the loyalist forces there. Establishing himself as an oasis of order and stability in the utter lawlessness and chaos that is the region
The systems under his command now reel under a strict martial law and war mobilization while his subordinates enact extensive purges in the Council's name, seeking to hunt down both rebel sympathizers and the corrupt parasites who are also to blame for the dire situation the Empire finds himself in.
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And posted. Hopefully my next post will feature some more action
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Here's my WIP sheet I'm working on.
Name: Abia [Surname: redacted]
Age: 23
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Homeworld: Coruscant
Appearance: Abia is a fair skinned girl, her hair is a light-brown shade and cut very short, almost buzzed. She has green eyes, and feminine facial features that could be considered pretty if not for the scars that dot parts of her face. A small but noticeable one is above her right eye, across her eyebrow, another two are on her left cheek. Her body holds more scars and burn marks, several very noticeable ones are on her upper back. They are reminders of her failures and mistakes, depending on her mood she may occasionally dwell upon these scars or find strength in them.
Her frame is lean and athletic, years of hard training and physical activity evident from a glance at her toned figure. Her entire body is dotted with cybernetic implants, some more obvious than others. Each of her legs below the knees have been replaced with robotics, involuntary parts forced upon her by the Empire. Her arms appear natural, but inside of them machine parts have been implanted. Her face other than her eyes is natural as well, both of her eyes having been replaced with high tech mechanical ones that outwardly appear exactly like normal human eyes.
Major Skills:
Primary Equipment:
Force Sensitive: Yes, but she is totally unaware of this.
Biography:
Name: Abia [Surname: redacted]
Age: 23
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Homeworld: Coruscant
Appearance: Abia is a fair skinned girl, her hair is a light-brown shade and cut very short, almost buzzed. She has green eyes, and feminine facial features that could be considered pretty if not for the scars that dot parts of her face. A small but noticeable one is above her right eye, across her eyebrow, another two are on her left cheek. Her body holds more scars and burn marks, several very noticeable ones are on her upper back. They are reminders of her failures and mistakes, depending on her mood she may occasionally dwell upon these scars or find strength in them.
Her frame is lean and athletic, years of hard training and physical activity evident from a glance at her toned figure. Her entire body is dotted with cybernetic implants, some more obvious than others. Each of her legs below the knees have been replaced with robotics, involuntary parts forced upon her by the Empire. Her arms appear natural, but inside of them machine parts have been implanted. Her face other than her eyes is natural as well, both of her eyes having been replaced with high tech mechanical ones that outwardly appear exactly like normal human eyes.
Major Skills:
- Ace Assassin - Abia is a highly trained and experienced assassin, for years she has been loyally taking out the Empire's enemies. She is deadly with both blasters and her vibrosword. She knows several forms of martial arts and the right points to strike to quickly bring someone down. Direct, front-line combat is not her forte, greatly preferring the style of an assassin.
- Enhanced - Her cybernetic enhancements have made her faster, stronger and more agile than a typical human being. She can sprint faster than top athletes, lift like a world class powerlifter and her mechanical legs allow her to jump large distances. She's also a capable parkourist and climber.
- Infiltration - Abia is well versed in the fields of stealth and inflitration, able to move quietly and without drawing too much attention. She wouldn't be a very good assassin if she made a ton of noise. She's a decent slicer, though higher level systems may be too much for someone of her level.
- Pilot - Abia can fly a starfighter, though she isn't that exceptional at it.
Primary Equipment:
- Her armor, which is composed of multiple high strength metals and alloys. It's sleek, and relatively lightweight allowing for a full range of movement for Abia. It offers mild protection against blasters and other threats, but not so much against heavier firepower.
- Grapple hook launcher attached to the the left wrist of her armor
- Vibrosword
- E-11s sniper rifle
- EC-17 hold-out blaster
- Several thermal detonators
- Cutlass-9 patrol fighter
Force Sensitive: Yes, but she is totally unaware of this.
Biography:
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Hi, I used to roleplay on the OldGuild (under the name Septimundo) and was wondering what level of activity you need? As I am quite busy so am not able to post all the time. Maybe around twice a month at most, maybe more in the future.
I'm thinking of playing a Fringer type Senator, whose taking advantage of the fact the New Republic is less brutal than the Empire... He's a crime Lord who cares about his plant more than the rest, the kind of criminal that people know is criminal but they can't pin anything on him or get anyone who supposedly works for him to confess. Kind of like the arms dealers you sometimes see on TV... but on a larger scale.
I'm thinking of playing a Fringer type Senator, whose taking advantage of the fact the New Republic is less brutal than the Empire... He's a crime Lord who cares about his plant more than the rest, the kind of criminal that people know is criminal but they can't pin anything on him or get anyone who supposedly works for him to confess. Kind of like the arms dealers you sometimes see on TV... but on a larger scale.
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Name: Senator Tillick Harwain
Age: 45
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Homeworld: Uyter
Appearance:
He tends to wear his old outfit whenever he gets the chance, saving the more traditional robes for only the most auspicious of occasions. Something some of senators from higher class worlds look down upon.
Major Skills:
Primary Equipment:
Force Sensitive: No
Biography: Tillick was born into a low working class family on Uyter, being an agri-world there were few possible avenues for business. His father worked on the machinery that kept the farms going, while his mother was a nurse. His path was chosen before him before he was even born, schooling consisted of learning how to take apart a HD-234 and how to put it back together again after repairing whatever was wrong with it. Life was peaceful, and quiet. The turmoil going on in the greater galaxy with the separatist crisis didn't really affect this quiet little world.
-Outbreak of Clone Wars. Death of parents-
-Senators assassination-
-Introduction to Underworld-
-Join pirate troupe-
-Climbs ranks till leading the organisation-
-Working with the Rebels/Empire, playing off eachother-
-Death of the Emperor-
-Help take down the Governor-
-Uyter joins the NR, becomes Senator-
Age: 45
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Homeworld: Uyter
Appearance:
He tends to wear his old outfit whenever he gets the chance, saving the more traditional robes for only the most auspicious of occasions. Something some of senators from higher class worlds look down upon.
Major Skills:
- Tactical: Takes his time to think things through, looks at all the angles before he makes his move. Though when he is required he can be quick to move as well, however he prefers to take his time to think about things before making his move. He was a crime lord during the Galactic Civil War, waiting fo rhis moment to strike before taking down the local Governor.
- Charismatic: Like how he knows to work the situation, he also knows how to work people. He cares about his planet and the people on it.
- Engineer: Before entering the criminal underworld Tillick Harwain was raised by his father as a droid mechanic, he only has basic combat capabilities but that doesn't matter as he can always have droids do the work for him.
Primary Equipment:
- 2x DL-18 Blaster Pistols.
- 2x DRK-1 Probe Droids - Custom Built
Force Sensitive: No
Biography: Tillick was born into a low working class family on Uyter, being an agri-world there were few possible avenues for business. His father worked on the machinery that kept the farms going, while his mother was a nurse. His path was chosen before him before he was even born, schooling consisted of learning how to take apart a HD-234 and how to put it back together again after repairing whatever was wrong with it. Life was peaceful, and quiet. The turmoil going on in the greater galaxy with the separatist crisis didn't really affect this quiet little world.
-Outbreak of Clone Wars. Death of parents-
-Senators assassination-
-Introduction to Underworld-
-Join pirate troupe-
-Climbs ranks till leading the organisation-
-Working with the Rebels/Empire, playing off eachother-
-Death of the Emperor-
-Help take down the Governor-
-Uyter joins the NR, becomes Senator-
Obviously there won't be enough on there yet for you to make up your mind on it, though I thought I'd throw up the w.I.P to see if the idea wa stotally unacceptable before I worked out the rest of the kinks.
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Looking forward to the final CSs!
@SeptimundoRex: I think you're not going down a prohibited road. Have fun completing his story.
@SeptimundoRex: I think you're not going down a prohibited road. Have fun completing his story.
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@Sini I felt it was an interesting angle, not only will he be involved in the NR political shennanigans, but I was going to play on the whole fac tthat the NR know he's being a little... naughty (to put it mildly) but at the same time, under their own structure because they can't prove anything they can't really get rid of him.
Interesting politics ahead. I also picked a location close to @Drunken Conquistador, just so he had someone to interact with if he so choses too.
Interesting politics ahead. I also picked a location close to @Drunken Conquistador, just so he had someone to interact with if he so choses too.
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@Sini I felt it was an interesting angle, not only will he be involved in the NR political shennanigans, but I was going to play on the whole fac tthat the NR know he's being a little... naughty (to put it mildly) but at the same time, under their own structure because they can't prove anything they can't really get rid of him.
Interesting politics ahead. I also picked a location close to @Drunken Conquistador, just so he had someone to interact with if he so choses too.
Well, better get ready, then. Admiral Karlomman is heading your way....as soon as I finish writing that is
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Working on Mara Jade joining the Council sess. Coming soon. <3
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@The Spectre Do you have any ongoing plans besides making for Chandrila as of now? I'm open to more collabs, and maybe you can make your case to some of the resources under my control. Hit me back :D
@Afro Samurai I was going to create a Jedi Knight NPC in the future to give you someone to bounce off of, but it'll take some time. Are you going to remain waiting for time to pass, or do you have a plan to post soon?
@Afro Samurai I was going to create a Jedi Knight NPC in the future to give you someone to bounce off of, but it'll take some time. Are you going to remain waiting for time to pass, or do you have a plan to post soon?
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@SoleAccord expect Mace Lite's first post by Thursday.
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@SoleAccord expect Mace Lite's first post by Thursday.
@Afro Samurai Ayyy, okay, okay, maybe a little collab here and there, too. Let me see where you're at first xP
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Very sorry to say, but my new job is just taking too much of my life. Sorry folks, I can't run a RP at this current point in life. :(
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This is an old character that I have been looking for the right RP to use in and I think this may be the one.
Name: Mirai Kantor
Age: 41
Species: Rodian
Gender: Female
Homeworld: Nar-Shaddaa
Appearance:
Major Skills:
Piloting (Like most Rodians, she is a skilled pilot. The Compound-eyes give them amazing sight and reflexes beyond that of a human, making them one of the few races capable of Pod-Racing. Her training that Korrsh has paid for her has given her the ability to pilot the Kreechta with skill that would put many an ace to shame.)
Marksmanship (Although not the greatest marksman in the universe, she is easily as skilled as the Stormtroopers.)
Lightsaber Duelist (Although she will never reveal this to anyone outside of Korrsh's inner circle, Mirai is a trained lightsaber duelist, trained by Korrsh himself, she is his lieutenant for a reason. She is one of the only ones that is capable of competing with him in a lightsaber duel)
Primary Equipment:
DLT-20A Blaster Rifle
DH-17 Blaster Pistol
Green bladed Lightsaber. Electrum-Handle.
Comm-Link
Force Sensitive: Yes
Biography: You wouldn't believe how scary it is for a small girl to be left all alone, by herself in the streets of Nar Shaaddaa. Gamblers down on their luck that would shank you just to sniff a credit, Drunken pilots with a "If there's Grass on the Pitch, you play ball." attitude and slavers ready to break you in. That is how Mirai grew up. Her earliest memories were being born to a Freighter Captain and his wife. They left her with her grandmother whilst they went offworld. Unfortunately, her Grandmother died during one of their long haul trips. To make matters worse, after being 2 months overdue, it was rather obvious that they would not be returning...
After 3 years on the streets, she was found by a Dug bounty Hunter, who would have turned her into pit crew for his gangs Swoop-Racer, had it not been for a Hutt who took a liking to her. She was "Gifted" to him in return for allowing them to expand their shake-down racket. The Hutt could sense the force strongly in her, and took her as his apprentice.
Having trained her, extensively, Korrsh turned the frightened little girl into his lieutenant. She is, on the outside, a cold and calculating lieutenant to one of the most notorious hutts on Nar Shaddaa. After the breakout of war between the Empire and the Rebellion, Korrsh was quick to size up the situation. He had already gotten quite a few friends in the rebellion due to running a number of Anti-Slavery patrols, meaning that many Wookiees from the rebellion owe him. He saw the Wookiees as powerful allies and wanted to protect them as his assets. As such, she has been on loan to the Rebellion, working with a squad of Wookiee Commandoes aboard "Kreechta" an Auzituk Gunship.
Age: 41
Species: Rodian
Gender: Female
Homeworld: Nar-Shaddaa
Appearance:
Major Skills:
Piloting (Like most Rodians, she is a skilled pilot. The Compound-eyes give them amazing sight and reflexes beyond that of a human, making them one of the few races capable of Pod-Racing. Her training that Korrsh has paid for her has given her the ability to pilot the Kreechta with skill that would put many an ace to shame.)
Marksmanship (Although not the greatest marksman in the universe, she is easily as skilled as the Stormtroopers.)
Lightsaber Duelist (Although she will never reveal this to anyone outside of Korrsh's inner circle, Mirai is a trained lightsaber duelist, trained by Korrsh himself, she is his lieutenant for a reason. She is one of the only ones that is capable of competing with him in a lightsaber duel)
Primary Equipment:
DLT-20A Blaster Rifle
DH-17 Blaster Pistol
Green bladed Lightsaber. Electrum-Handle.
Comm-Link
Force Sensitive: Yes
Biography: You wouldn't believe how scary it is for a small girl to be left all alone, by herself in the streets of Nar Shaaddaa. Gamblers down on their luck that would shank you just to sniff a credit, Drunken pilots with a "If there's Grass on the Pitch, you play ball." attitude and slavers ready to break you in. That is how Mirai grew up. Her earliest memories were being born to a Freighter Captain and his wife. They left her with her grandmother whilst they went offworld. Unfortunately, her Grandmother died during one of their long haul trips. To make matters worse, after being 2 months overdue, it was rather obvious that they would not be returning...
Korrsh is a Hutt, formerly known as Morgrall, one of the few to be accepted into the Jedi Order and one of the even fewer who never, truly, fell to the dark side.
Korrsh is a Hutt of many talents. He was an above-average Jedi, but he soon fell away from the teachings when he started to take the law into his own hands. He knew that he couldn't prevent crime altogether,
only control it. So, he made backalley deals, contracts with mercenaries and all sorts of underhanded maneuvers to try to keep the extreme crimes on worlds like Nar Shaddaa and Malastare to a minimum. Unfortunately, this came to a head when, due to letting some Mercenaries run a shakedown racket in his jurisdiction, his partner was killed and he was expelled. Well, he would have been, had he not faked his death with the assistance of a pair of mercs he had hired. He then got a new name as Korrsh The Hutt. He has rescued a number of girls from the undercities prostitution ring and trained the force-sensitive among them as his apprentices. They hang around his lair, disguised as Dancer-girls for his clients that come in, but there are a number of strategically hidden Lightsabers around for use in his defense, should it come to that.
Korrsh is a Hutt of many talents. He was an above-average Jedi, but he soon fell away from the teachings when he started to take the law into his own hands. He knew that he couldn't prevent crime altogether,
only control it. So, he made backalley deals, contracts with mercenaries and all sorts of underhanded maneuvers to try to keep the extreme crimes on worlds like Nar Shaddaa and Malastare to a minimum. Unfortunately, this came to a head when, due to letting some Mercenaries run a shakedown racket in his jurisdiction, his partner was killed and he was expelled. Well, he would have been, had he not faked his death with the assistance of a pair of mercs he had hired. He then got a new name as Korrsh The Hutt. He has rescued a number of girls from the undercities prostitution ring and trained the force-sensitive among them as his apprentices. They hang around his lair, disguised as Dancer-girls for his clients that come in, but there are a number of strategically hidden Lightsabers around for use in his defense, should it come to that.
After 3 years on the streets, she was found by a Dug bounty Hunter, who would have turned her into pit crew for his gangs Swoop-Racer, had it not been for a Hutt who took a liking to her. She was "Gifted" to him in return for allowing them to expand their shake-down racket. The Hutt could sense the force strongly in her, and took her as his apprentice.
Having trained her, extensively, Korrsh turned the frightened little girl into his lieutenant. She is, on the outside, a cold and calculating lieutenant to one of the most notorious hutts on Nar Shaddaa. After the breakout of war between the Empire and the Rebellion, Korrsh was quick to size up the situation. He had already gotten quite a few friends in the rebellion due to running a number of Anti-Slavery patrols, meaning that many Wookiees from the rebellion owe him. He saw the Wookiees as powerful allies and wanted to protect them as his assets. As such, she has been on loan to the Rebellion, working with a squad of Wookiee Commandoes aboard "Kreechta" an Auzituk Gunship.
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