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Name: Raymond Chase

AKA: Ray, Cap, Atlas, The Marauder

Age: 27

Race: Human

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--Raymond also has a nasty, burnt scar in the shape of an "M" on the side of his neck for being on the Rock. It's the mark of a murderer.

Faction: Marauder

Role in Team?: Leader, ace fighter pilot, and his military experience has made him a jack of all trades.

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Personality: Contrary to many criminal stereotypes, Ray can be noble. He is brave, and headstrong, and a bit of a smartass, especially to the Committee. He hides his past with jokes and sarcasm, and he takes his role as a leader very seriously. Although most of his crew are criminals, he trusts them with his life, and he has a strong sense of protection-- especially towards children and mothers. Ever since he lost his squad when he served in the military he feels that every casualty taken on his crew is solely his fault, and it wears him down no matter how hard he tries to hide it. He may look like he doesn't care about certain things, or what people think about him, but deep down he does. He isn't a murderer, or a criminal. Just a guy who has had a lot of bad luck.

Weapons: An old Colt Revolver that has been modified to shoot elemental charges. It has been in the Chase family for a very long time. Raymond also has a combat glove, the knuckles equipped with G-force technology, when it makes contact with an opponent it sends a mach-speed punch, producing a large bass-y boom as well. The glove also produces an electric whip that can expand up to ten feet from his palm.

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Family/Relationships?: Has a strong and complicated relationship with the Monroe's Doctor, Luirae Driani. They have known each other since Raymond took control of the Monroe. She's the only one who knows the true story of what happened to Ray. Although most of the crew notices Ray's attraction to the doctor, his past and his sentence keeps him from saying anything to anyone.

Other: Ray loves playing old music whenever they are relaxing, or when flying Raven.
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Name: Luirae Driani
AKA: Rae
Age: 25
Race: Cristallum
Appearance: http://fav.me/d5bbiav
(The crystal markings on her body are as soft as skin but in time of danger it hardens to become more of a natural armor)
Faction: Marauder, Bounty Hunter, Galactic Committee Volunteer
Role in Team?: Doctor/Medic
Bio: Rae was born on the planet of Pluvia, a world covered in ice and snow, a vast wasteland of endless white and jutted glaciers at first look. If you were trapped there, it would hold nothing but blizzards and large blocks of hail that fall from a never ending storm. The clouds only clear once every year, letting the two moons circling her home planet to shine through and light up the snow causing something special to happen. Glowing flowers called Farafell bloom, only lasting one night but it is the only time her people see the surface and sky of their home though it is not because of the frigid temperatures but because it is more pleasant to live by other means. You see, her planets true home is actually on the inside. They live in various tunnels that connect to different caves, each one very uniquely different from the last but most are covered with lush strange plant life and animals adapted to the land above as well as below. The only source of light they have are certain bugs as well as spores that the trees released at certain times every day.
The Cristallum don't keep their children past the age of 4 so most parents aren't attached to their children or share a bond. It is for this reason that Rae finds it a strange concept to have people support her or be there for her since she is not use to it from her own kind. The Cristallum species chooses your job and then you are trained till you are of age to do the job assigned. It is all very official and not a lot of emotion is put into things but that is just their way. They are not mean or cruel, just to logical and try to be kind to all they meet (which is not many) unless they are given reason to attack. None of her race ever left home since it is almost impossible for flight, in or out and everyone always has a place to belong which never gives them reason to want to leave. Rae felt she could be more and do more than what she was ordered so she took her chances by learning the technologies from the outside world and used the broken parts of fallen ships to make one of her own, leaving on the one day when the sky was clear....the festival of the blooming Farafell.
It wasn't long before she took on a job to be a bounty hunter when a officer of the law saw her defend herself from a being almost five times her size. It wasn't the perfect job and not really one she enjoyed but at least it was something since she was starting from scratch. After a few years on the job Rae was starting to feel stuck in one spot again and it was miserable to be catching people only to have them being put who knows where. Instead she switched to focusing on medicine, wanting to be able to help people and even save them. Being a bounty hunter meant always being alone which didn't pull her out of her quiet shell and lack of understanding seemed to put her in more trouble with others so the change in her life had brought about more than just her happiness but taught Rae about things she couldn't learn in class. Going to school and being around so many people where communication was necessary made her build confidence and allowed her to understand some emotions and things such as friendship though she was still lacking in many areas, at least she was more aware about the worry of upsetting others. After graduating early, she joined the Galactic Committee as a volunteer so she could explore the universe and they assigned her to the Monroe,letting her choose to a certain extent who would be on it or at least the original crew. The Committee would continue to ask her opinion now and then.Most would think her crazy, wishing to be on a ship of criminals and sent on suicide missions but to her it is the most rewarding job. She joined for her own reasons but stayed so she could help everyone on the ship even though she works for the Committee technically, her loyalty is not to them. She would never want to restrict the Marauders or write reports about every little thing they do. She wants to make sure they live on.
Personality: She isn't one to back down from a challenge and always puts her heart in everything she does. Rae can be stubborn,rash, and blunt but she is also kind and if you are lucky enough to get close to her, then she has unbreakable loyalty. She is the kind of person that would give up her life if it meant protecting others. Sometimes she can be oblivious to certain things or doesn't understand certain types of emotions but it is only because of her background where their wasn't much emotions.
Weapon(s) : Elemental dual pistols or special bow/arrows. The bow has a specially made string that can contracts into the middle when a certain button is pressed. It activates a magnet to keep the metal holder for the old string in place before activating a high powered lazer as the "new" string.
Family/Relationship?:
  • Has a strong relationship to the Captain of the ship. She isn't sure what kind of relationship but she respects him and he has her loyalty.

Other: Her eyes have the unique trait to look through the body of others if she so chooses and see straight to the bone, organs, muscles or tendons depending on what she prefers to see. This is one of the reason she was a bounty hunter seeing as how this little gift gave her the edge of having perfect accuracy to knock out her opponent or get the upper hand in battle but on the brighter side it helps her be the good doctor she is. (She can only look through bodies, everything else appears black or dark in this mode of vision)
Rae can also regenerate but only superficial wounds will be healed rapidly. The more she has to grow back the longer it takes and not everything can be fixed if destoryed which can lead to her death. If she were to cut off a finger it would take a few weeks to grow back and cut off an arm it would take years.
Has a love for plants of all kinds but usually only keeps medically helpful ones around.
Plays music here and there. Most say the instrument sounds like an electric violin, whatever that is.Pic of instrument
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Name: Geu’rach Koh Ve’tame (Gee-you’rack Koh Vee’tah-may)

AKA: (Nickname pending)

Age: 378

Race: Auval’kotor (Uh-val’kohtor)



Appearance: Resembling other Auval’kotor member species, Geu’rach is saurian in appearance and bipedal, traversing most environments with a digitigrade anatomy, almost tip-toeing on four toes on each foot. He stands at 220cm (roughly 7.2 feet) in height. As per Auval’kotor warrior conditioning, he is well toned in terms of muscle and endurance though Geu’rach would not likely win many races. Geu’rach possess four eyes and grey and tan scale complexions. He also bears reptilian-like feathers protruding from the frontal apex of his head, check bones, and the medial epicondyle of his forearms.

Faction: Marauder, Mercenary

Role in Team: Heavy Weapons/Assault

Bio: For a good portion of his life time, Geu’rach Koh Ve’tame had served aboard three different flotillas, usually patrolling Auval’kotor-owned space. The position was certainly a boring one, necessary, but boring. Being Auval’kotor, sitting idly was never much appreciated. Being actually shot at perhaps the only real thing one could literally look forward to. In fact, the idea of having the entire flotilla bearing its main armament on a single smuggler vessel was considered amusing though completely unnecessary. It was unfortunate their sector was hardly ever active with illegal or hostile activity.

Eventually as fate would have it, his recent task force would have then stumbled upon a pirate fleet attempting to maneuver through the shadow of Lorn III’s moon and then slingshot out of the system afterwards. Men and women nearly cheered in anticipation. Weeks of additional simulations were about to pay off now they had something legal to fire upon. However, with all the task’s force’s bravado, it turned out the coming battle was not as simple as what was originally suspected.

The initial space battle proved difficult as was expected. Ballistics, pulse, and plasma fire being exchanged for a good two hours leaving the pirate fleet nearly devastated with the Auval’kotor task force only suffering minimal losses. It wasn’t long however until it was found out that the moon itself was actually a base of operations for the pirates. Senor specials had apparently picked up hostile ground teams looting the wreckage of ships that had crashed on to the large satellite. An orbital bombardment was initial considered before being understandably rejected; where was the honor of stamping out such helpless pirates when a ground war was such a more appealing option?

It was perhaps after three intense weeks of fighting did Geu’rach believe, for once, that the initial option could have actually been the most practical to start with. The pirates were surprisingly well dug in and fortified, taking perhaps a couple of days just to break down the entrance and storm into the underground fortress. Apparently, the assault was quickly held up once more until a week later. Casualties were beginning to grow steadily until a second another flotilla was sent in to replenish their dwindling numbers. Eventually the fortress fell after an additional eight days of heavy fighting. While they were in the end victorious, the costs for victory were much steeper than originally believed.

Later on, forensic and military analysts, in addition with reports from field, confirmed the pirates were utilizing not only professional tactics but also high-quality grade gear and equipment as well. Someone was arming no-good thieves and scoundrels and this was a fact Geu’rach, and many others, were none too pleased by after losing the majority of his squad during the assaults. However instead of hunting down whomever orchestrated this complex installation of death, his flotilla instead remained on scene to recuperate still. While this was understandable, it turned out that his or any heavily armed Auval’kotor flotilla was not authorized to traverse outside their own space without violating the borders of other races or the Committee. Geu’rach, more or less, was beyond furious, being denied his rightful vengeance.

A few years later, Geu’rach finally retired from the mobile Auval’kotor flotillas and signed on to be a mercenary, only to intentionally find his way into the Monroe, driven by a personal agenda.

Personality: Geu’rach loves a good fight, even though said fight might even be his last. To him, it’s a thrill of the moment, especially when there is glory to be had at the very end. Because of this demeanor, he is naturally courageous and would willing jump into the line of fire though probably not for the right reasons. Regardless, he can be very friendly and likes the idea of forming a comradery with others. Up until recently however, Geu’rach has become somewhat hesitant in allowing those to help him or take risks he would rather take upon himself as if it is some sort of responsibility he must undertake. Communication-wise, Geu’rach is not too well versed in the galaxy’s basic speak lingo and often will take sayings or metaphors seriously while speaking bluntly, usually without a filter.

Weapon(s):
Thomu Felma – While in the hands of a smaller biped, this weapon resembles something akin to a heavy repeating weapon but given Geu’rach’s size, its practically standard issue. The Thomu Felma can lay down a tremendous barrage of super-heated energy particles, ripping through anything soft or lightly armored. The Thomu Felma can also covert in to a two-handed close-quarters weapon with the energy core redirecting resources into activating its deadly heat blade, capable of cutting in to any fortifications or material.
Rugok – Similar in functionality to the Thomu Felma’s CQC mode though at a lesser scale, the Auval’kotor Rogok is essentially a one/two-handed axe.

Family/Relationship:
Has an older brother ranked in a very high position of the Auval’kotor military and even holds an ambassadorial office within the Spire. His brother was the one responsible in helping him claim a position on the Monroe. As communications with Auvul’kavatas being limited, his older sibling is his best method of learning the latest news of his homeworld and briefly relaying messages to other relatives.

Other:
- Has the voice of Atriox.
- Hates the smell of perfume.
- Thinks smaller mammals (usually pets) would be edible.
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Name: Shyr Dracosis
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Age: 19
Race: Elg'Cahl
Appearance: Fairly standard for an Elg'Cahl, with bright green eyes and rusty red fur. Stands at 3'8"
Faction: Marauder
Role in Team?: Engineer, Fighter



Personality: Shyr is a surprisingly happy and upbeat individual, curious about both people and things around her. She loves to find new things, but above all else, the one thing that makes her the happiest is the thrill of a challenge, especially if violence is involved. She is a very fast learner, notable with how fast she picked up on advanced engineering.

Weapon(s): Combat shotgun, tooth, and claw
Star-fighter?: N/A
Family/Relationship?: N/A
Other: Keeps a flask of toxic liquid on her at all times, made from metals from her homeworld. In combat, she prefers close quarters, taking a liking to shotguns in particular.
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Name: Nexus-7
AKA: Nexus
Age: Indeterminate
Race: Machine
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Faction: Captured self-aware robot. Given the option to work on the Monroe or be disassembled. It was charged with terrorism, espionage, biological warfare attempts, breaking and entering, dangerous explosive manufacturing, illegal material possession, drug creation, illegal unmonitored research and failure to co-operate in court.

Role in Team?: Electronic Specialist/Cyber Warfare Defense
Bio: The machine refuses to offer any history of its past, simply stating that this option is the only course for self-preservation.
Personality: It is a machine. However, it was programmed with emotions. It simply chooses not to reveal them. Has an involuntary way of using sarcasm.
Weapon(s): No clear defined weaponry. However, coolant and exhaust ports beneath panels in the chest can possibly be used as makeshift weapons.

Star-fighter?: Negative, although it could create additional fighter shuttles with salvaged material for other members aboard.
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Name: Pip Bernadotte
AKA: french fries
Age: 37
Race: Human
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Faction: Marauder
Role in Team?: Assassin
Bio: Connecting.... Connecting... Welcome to the committee criminal database..... You have searched for " Pip Bernadotte"
Searching....searching...."I'm sorry no logs have been found."
You can hear a robotic chuckle as Pip closes that database and turns around looking at you." So you wanted to know my history don't you?" You nod and wait for him to say anything. He looks at you for a while and then starts to talk his robotic voice scaring the ever living crap out of you." Well Since the committee still has nothing on me i suppose it would be wise to start from the begging?" You nod not saying a word." Damm your a weird one probably the reason i let you interview me. I was born and raised in the beautiful city of Paris. My family was rich and famous and had a lot of money. Now how would they gain such massive wealth you may ask? Well that's very simple my family is so rich because of our unique jobs. Which is as you can imagine killing." You swear you can see some movement behind the mask and he appears to be grinning." And we are extremely good at it. But i'm getting of track. I was the youngest of three sons. The other two where no assassin material to kind and peaceful. But me? Killing was basically my hobby. My father noticed this and trained me in all the ways of the assassin" He stops to let you catch up with your writing and continues." He trained me well and i honor him for it. My first mission was simple. Murder a gang boss out of line. I remember how i sniped the idiot from a distance." He chuckles clearly seeming to enjoy the old memories."HA and my next one oh the next one! You should have seen the look on that politicians face as i butchered his family in front of him. Fucking priceless i tell ya!" You remain silent not knowing what to say." Jesus man not even a smirk? anyways i'm getting of track. So after doing the same thing over and over again.I got bored so i left Earth to find more dangerous missions. You got that shit writen down?" You nod and wait for him to continue." First one was on mars needed to assassinate some politician or whatever. Shitty thing was that he was one goddamn train. And boy are those things hard to get on. So after a moment of thinking i decided to go for the less baddas option and just blow up the train. I mean it worked but it just didn't feel personal enough. I couldn't even stab some one do you know how fun it is to stab someone !?" You want to say something but remain silent." And again with the silence? Is this a thing where doing now? Wait! don't answer that. Lets just get this shit over with." You sigh in relief as you grab your data-pad." So after that little explosive mission. I Left the solar system for some more special missions. I had to kill a Tu'Veeri diplomat. And as you can see it did not go that well. Apparently those guys knew a thing or two about me and where prepared. And when i mean prepared i mean totally blew to crap and then made into Swiss cheese. They then left me to die. After that i don't remember anything." Pip seems quit for a while apparently thinking of some painful memories" After that i woke up in a high tech lab. With this suit. My dad had apparently been keeping an eye on me and picked up my body brought it to the most advanced lab in that area and made me into the baddas cyborg that i am today. I do miss my pee pee though." You laugh at the last comment he made and immediately as he grabs his energy sword and aims it at your throat." Bad move man very bad move."
You close your eyes and await your demise instead you feel something being thrown at you. You look at what appears to be a green jelly bean." Eat it." You look up at him." EAT THE GODDAMN JELLYBEAN !!"You quickly eat it But before your realize it you cant breath anymore." Yeah sorry kid but you where my next target. You can thank your rich dad for that. Still thanks for the interview it was fun talking about my past." He stands up and walks away as you fall on the ground trying to catch some air." Well choke you later." He laughs as he leaves the small room leaving you there to slowly die.

Personality: Pip. This guy is totaly insane. Loves to kill people in any way shape or form. Wether its poison, explosives,stabbing and bullets. But even though he is insane he does not kill randomly. I mean he loves doing it but he doesnt randomly throw and old lady in front of a car. ( when he is not drunk anyway) And when he is not killing people He usually fucks with people. And if you somehow apparently gain his trust. He might and i mean just Might show his face to you! As for anything else he is just a total ass. who likes to smoke cigars when no one is around. He does this is private because no one can see his face.
Weapon(s) : ( Oh boy this is gonna be fun)

He calls these two susan and alex. These are the weapons he uses from long distance. There quick there painful and there his favorite things to use.

His main weapon in combat this beauty of a sword is able to to cut through almost everything. And it makes a nice sounds when he uses it.
He uses these knifes for two things. The first is throwing them and killing his enemies when he is being stealthy. And he also uses them to torture people.

His suit: Now why would i mention his suit? The reason for this is because the suit is a weapon it self. His arms and legs have been completely turned into metal Which makes him able to run and maneuver faster. His hands and feet also have the ability to be magnetized which makes him able to walk up against walls and traverse the outside hulls of a space ship. And to top it all of. He can remove body parts like his hand and use it as a grenade. This however causes the problem of him not having a hand. He is also able to breath in the vacuum of space for at least a few hours. Now the real weak point of Pip is that his robotic parts are very hard to fix when they have been damaged. And what makes it worse is that Pip Really doesn't care about that. This can make him less combat effective after a mission.

Family/Relationship? He still keeps in touch with his father and no one else. As for relationships? Well if your into weird robot stuff he is the man you need. But only women though.

Other: likes cheeseballs
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Name: Achieng, Clan Chima
AKA: Achi, Doctor Chima
Age: 26
Race: Watumaji
Appearance: Achi is heavily curved, with dark brown skin, topaz eyes, and short white hair. Her skin is extremely smooth, cool to the touch and slightly wet at all times. She has fingers that are half webbed. Instead of legs, she has a long tailfin. It starts the shade of her skin, but shifts to a brilliant orange-gold. Like most of her race who traverse the galaxy, she wears a sheer bodysuit that covers her from the waist up to the neck and arms. It is made of a material designed to draw moisture from the environment and stay damp to protect the Watumaji's skin. Over that, Achi usually chooses to wear a tunic from her home planet, one that is brightly colored and patterned, as well as jewelry that seems to be made of coral and bone.
From the waist down, she is settled in a water tank that is about the size of a personal scooter. The tank rolls smoothly on two treads, and Achi maneuvers it with a small control panel.

Faction: Committee contracted therapist
Role in Team?: Therapist
Bio: In her youth, Achieng traveled with her parents around the planet, her mother being a singer that would visit great cities and small towns alike. Her mother's voice was said to be heard even by those whose souls had joined the Sea, and so she was requested at many dignitaries’ funerals. Unfortunately, Achi's mother became ill and never recovered. She died when Achi was still a child. Her distraught father took her to the home of her aunt, promising to return for her soon. He never did.

Young Achi grew up isolated. She was shunned by the townspeople, and shamed by her aunt. Her aunt considered her a freeloader, and her own past jealousy of Achi's successful and well-loved mother came out on Achi herself. Her uncle did nothing to stop his wife's poor treatment of their niece. Achi's only solace was in her cousin, who ignored his mother's opinions and treated her as a sister. The two grew up close, and he was Achi's savior.

Unfortunately, her aunt was not much kinder to her own son, and as soon as her cousin became of age, he pledged (married) to someone and moved far away from home. While he did offer to take Achi with him, she declined. Left on her own, Achi honed her singing in secret, growing more controlled and powerful by the turn of each tide. She also did everything she could to earn money, trading, bartering, and singing for pay.

The day came when she too, became of age, and she wasted no time in gathering her meager possessions and leaving. After bartering for passage on an off-planet ship, she made her way through schooling, excelling with honors. While she easily could have found work anywhere, she all but begged to be assigned with the Marauders, wanting to figure out how they continued to succeed where so many others failed.

Personality:Achieng is gentle-hearted and caring, and at first glance would seem an odd choice for the military. However, she has an acceptance of all sorts of beings, and her position as a counselor makes sense to those who go to see her. She can hear terrible things, stories of war and blood, pain and grief, and take them in without judgement or reproach. She listens, and she comforts, and only offers advice when it is asked of her; sometimes people simply want to be heard, not corrected. Outside of her role on the ship, she is friendly to others and usually quiet. The only time she would show any fierceness is if she was in personal danger, or someone was harming another person in front of her.
On the other hand, even when she’s not at work, she finds it difficult to share her own story and lean on other people. She feels like her own heart could break, but that her entire purpose is to be there for others no matter what. If she hurts, well… that’s just how it must be. She would never admit to feeling so isolated.

Weapon(s) : Achieng carries a “fishing knife” that looks like a sword to most. Her planet has very, very big fish. She would really prefer to talk herself out of trouble.


Star-fighter?:None
Family/Relationship?: Has relatives back home.
Other: Achieng sings like an angel, but probably wouldn't make this public unless she was asked - or caught.

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Name: Asfynne Lanthe
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Age: 67
Race: Yhei
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Faction: Marauder
Role in Team?: Navigator and Communications
Bio: He has been a curious soul ever since he was a kid. But unlike his other fellow Yheis, he had an open mind about the other planets. He had read about the other planets in his studies and found them fascinating as they all sounded very different from Planet Muck (even if they put more light to their own planet). When he saw some travellers land on their planet, he decided he wanted to be like them too.

So when he could, he started to make preparations and plans on fulfilling his dream, making maps, learning how to pilot, buying a spaceship, fighting, and many others. He already had some people who were ready to go with him as well. His family didn’t forbid him from doing this but he could see they didn’t really agree with his dream. Though what could they do to stop him when he was so set about it? They were fairly well-off, and he has been saving up for years for this. His savings combined with the money he is earning right now was soon enough for him to buy the necessities.

And so he and his crew went off to different planets, learning what they can from the locals, and doing jobs here and there to sustain themselves. They even discovered a few unknown planets. He had picked up a few languages, which he tried to expand and hone further as he knew this would be useful knowledge to have.

However, on one of their trips, they were attacked and captured by bandits. They tortured them and did unspeakable things that scarred Asfynne and his other crew. When they tried to escape, things went wrong and only Asfynne and few others were left alive. From his capture, he just broke and went in a complete rage, managing to grab a weapon and killing them all. He sustained many injuries afterwards, it was a miracle he was still alive. As he ran out of the building, he went unconscious. When he woke up, he was in a prison, chained the walls. His wounds had been treated, but not all of them. Turns out, he killed some pretty influential people, or at least their relatives, and also some innocents in his rage. His companions died as well. Due to this, he will be sent to prison with death sentence in a few weeks. His being a Yhei didn’t help his case.

Few days before his death sentence, he was given the choice to either join the Marauders or die, and he chose to join in the Marauders.

Personality: He was naturally curious about things unknown to him. He liked to explore around and be active himself. He was also deeply loyal to those people who had earned his trust, his crew mates for example. He would lay his life for them if he had to. After all, he had been their leader for many years. He wasn’t the typical leader type, but he would rise up to do so if he had to. He wasn’t a reckless person and would always calculate his decisions before doing anything. He was the type to have a back-up plan, but knows how to be flexible in case of anything happens. Despite that, he was a cheerful and optimistic person who believed things will happen if they will it to do so.

That changed after his capture. He still has those most of those traits, but they were now buried under slight insanity. He still has his mental faculties, it’s just that if he is triggered and pushed enough, his personality can turn around completely. He becomes cruel and merciless as he gives in to insanity. He is also more reckless now than before.
Weapon(s) : He usually sticks to knives or daggers as most swords are too heavy for him to fight optimally.
Star-fighter?: None
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