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Star Wars: The Harbor's Due

Skylar Fosslan

Skylar Fosslan

Tattoo

| {Full Name} |

Skylar Fosslan

| {Age} |

26

| {Species} |

Human

| {Gender} |

Female

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| {Force Sensitive/Alignment} |

Yes, but unknown to be force sensitive. Grey, but light leaning, alignment.

| Role on Ship |

Engineer, starfighter pilot

| {Appearance} |

Skylar has a normal humanoid appearance with pale skin. She stands at 165 cm in height and weighs about 50 kg with her slim but toned build. She has shoulder length black to red ombre hair which is usually just let down, her bangs slightly covering her silver eyes. She often wears her black armorweave shorts with leggings tucked into each boot along with a tight-fitting, black armorweave shirt, which hides the tattoo between her shoulder blades, with the sleeves tucked into brown armorweave bracers. Over her shirt, she usually wears a red cloak which she will use to conceal her face with the hood when necessary. Her blaster rifle is typically slung across her back while her blaster pistol rests in its holster on her grey utility belt at her waist.

| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |

• Modified A280 Blaster Rifle which is skeletonized to save on weight and has aftermarket galven circuits and focusing crystal to extend its effective range.
• DC-15s side arm blaster which is able to recharge rounds up to a capacity of 7 rounds.
• Utility Belt
  
  • Liquid cable launcher
  • Thermal Detonators
  • Sonic Detonators
  • Food and energy capsules
  • Pouch with a rebreather
  • Pouch with a holoprojector
  • Utility knife
• Bandolier containing additional ammo for the A280 Blaster Rifle

| {Physical Abilities} |

• Proficient with a blaster rifle and pistol
• Expert pilot
• Expert starship mechanic and technician

| {Force Abilities} |

None, untrained.

| {Limitations} |

• Unskilled with melee combat
• Low physical stamina

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| {Personality} |

If Skylar were to be described in one word, that word would most likely be curious. The young woman is eager to learn about anything that piques her interest, so much so that sometimes it may lead to mischief such as breaking and entering and theft. Despite her actions and her various occupations however, Skylar is actually a rather kind person, after deeming a person to be trustworthy anyway, although she can also tend to act a bit arrogant and cocky at times. She was raised with manners being a member of an Imperial household after all, and old habits tend to die hard.

| {Place of Origin} |

Skylar was born on Kuat as the daughter and sole child of a couple who worked as engineers for the Kuat Drive Yards. Compared to most in the galaxy, Skylar was given a fairly wealthy, but modest upbringing and was raised in comfort, but not luxury, during her time with her parents. After life with her parents however, she was met with the grittier side of the galaxy, leading her to mature quickly in order to adapt with her rapidly changing surroundings.

| {Background} |

Skylar was born on Kuat at 29 BBY. She was the daughter of Oscar and Laura Fosslan who worked as senior members of staff at the Kuat Drive Yards, her mother being a technician while her father was a mechanic and on the design team. During her early life, she was given a comfortable life and education due to the relatively safe environment she was in. It wasn't long however, when she started to exhibit signs of force sensitivity, something her parents were afraid of but prepared for. Before anyone was able to notice, Skylar's parents engraved a marking onto her back, one that they both had, which would suppress her force sensitivity to others while looking inconspicuous as a tattoo, which is what she believed it was as she grew up. Even at an early age, the young girl showed an interest and curiosity in starships of all sizes, often asking her parents to get her tours and souvenirs from their work at the drive yards. As soon as she was able, she worked and learned at the drive yards, going through a variety of positions to learn as much as she could. By the time she was 18, Skylar was able to reassemble a fighter, program it herself, and fly it. During her downtime while learning about starships though, her father often took her to the shooting range and taught her how to use and maintain various blasters and other weapons. Although Skylar did not know why she was being taught such things during the time, her father often said that it would help her understand components in a starship, she would later learn that he had been preparing her for life without her parents. Her life would take a turn in 9 BBY however when her parents told her to pack her things and to get out of system with them. The Empire had discovered that Skylar’s parents were Rebel sympathizers and were secretly transferring classified information to the Rebellion. During their escape from Kuat however, Skylar was separated from her parents and while she was able to make her escape out of the system, she never learned what became of her parents. During the time between her escape from Kuat to her signing on to the mercenary group, Skylar kept herself alive with various jobs using her skillset. From being a convoy escort to being an assassin and hunting bounties, she took any job that she could do within reason and even managed to thrive considering the circumstances. Job after job, Skylar wandered the galaxy, never really seeming to find a purpose other than to stay alive and make credits to try and get away from her past life. At this point in her life, she was convinced her parents had died at Kuat after never having heard from them or of them since that fateful day. Eventually, her jobs would lead her to the mercenary group where she was attracted by the large credit reward it was offering.

Star Wars: The Harbor's Due

Skylar Fosslan

Skylar Fosslan

Tattoo

| {Full Name} |

Skylar Fosslan

| {Age} |

26

| {Species} |

Human

| {Gender} |

Female

---

| {Force Sensitive/Alignment} |

Yes, but unknown to be force sensitive. Grey, but light leaning, alignment.

| Role on Ship |

Engineer, starfighter pilot

| {Appearance} |

Skylar has a normal humanoid appearance with pale skin. She stands at 165 cm in height and weighs about 50 kg with her slim but toned build. She has long brown hair that is usually pulled into a ponytail along with having the hair on one side of her head braided while the other is let loose. She often wears her grey armorweave pants with each pant leg tucked into each boot along with a tight fitting, white armorweave shirt, which hides the tattoo between her shoulder blades, with the sleeves tucked into brown armorweave gauntlets. Over her shirt, she usually wears a brown shawl which she will use to conceal her face when necessary. Her blaster rifle is typically slung across her back while her blaster pistol rests in its holster on her leg.

| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |

• Modified A280 Blaster Rifle which is skeletonized to save on weight and has aftermarket galven circuits and focusing crystal to extend its effective range.
• DC-15s side arm blaster which is able to recharge rounds up to a capacity of 7 rounds.
• Utility Belt
  
  • Liquid cable launcher
  • Thermal Detonators
  • Sonic Detonators
  • Food and energy capsules
  • Pouch with a rebreather
  • Pouch with a holoprojector
  • Utility knife
• Bandolier containing additional ammo for the A280 Blaster Rifle

| {Physical Abilities} |

• Proficient with a blaster rifle and pistol
• Expert pilot
• Expert starship mechanic and technician

| {Force Abilities} |

None, untrained.

| {Limitations} |

• Unskilled with melee combat
• Low physical stamina

---

| {Personality} |

If Skylar were to be described in one word, that word would most likely be curious. The young woman is eager to learn about anything that piques her interest, so much so that sometimes it may lead to mischief such as breaking and entering and theft. Despite her actions and her various occupations however, Skylar is actually a rather kind person, after deeming a person to be trustworthy anyway, although she can also tend to act a bit arrogant and cocky at times. She was raised with manners being a member of an Imperial household after all, and old habits tend to die hard.

| {Place of Origin} |

Skylar was born on Kuat as the daughter and sole child of a couple who worked as engineers for the Kuat Drive Yards. Compared to most in the galaxy, Skylar was given a fairly wealthy, but modest upbringing and was raised in comfort, but not luxury, during her time with her parents. After life with her parents however, she was met with the grittier side of the galaxy, leading her to mature quickly in order to adapt with her rapidly changing surroundings.

| {Background} |

Skylar was born on Kuat at 29 BBY. She was the daughter of Oscar and Laura Fosslan who worked as senior members of staff at the Kuat Drive Yards, her mother being a technician while her father was a mechanic and on the design team. During her early life, she was given a comfortable life and education due to the relatively safe environment she was in. It wasn't long however, when she started to exhibit signs of force sensitivity, something her parents were afraid of but prepared for. Before anyone was able to notice, Skylar's parents engraved a marking onto her back, one that they both had, which would suppress her force sensitivity to others while looking inconspicuous as a tattoo, which is what she believed it was as she grew up. Even at an early age, the young girl showed an interest and curiosity in starships of all sizes, often asking her parents to get her tours and souvenirs from their work at the drive yards. As soon as she was able, she worked and learned at the drive yards, going through a variety of positions to learn as much as she could. By the time she was 18, Skylar was able to reassemble a fighter, program it herself, and fly it. During her downtime while learning about starships though, her father often took her to the shooting range and taught her how to use and maintain various blasters and other weapons. Although Skylar did not know why she was being taught such things during the time, her father often said that it would help her understand components in a starship, she would later learn that he had been preparing her for life without her parents. Her life would take a turn in 9 BBY however when her parents told her to pack her things and to get out of system with them. The Empire had discovered that Skylar’s parents were Rebel sympathizers and were secretly transferring classified information to the Rebellion. During their escape from Kuat however, Skylar was separated from her parents and while she was able to make her escape out of the system, she never learned what became of her parents. During the time between her escape from Kuat to her signing on to the mercenary group, Skylar kept herself alive with various jobs using her skillset. From being a convoy escort to being an assassin and hunting bounties, she took any job that she could do within reason and even managed to thrive considering the circumstances. Job after job, Skylar wandered the galaxy, never really seeming to find a purpose other than to stay alive and make credits to try and get away from her past life. At this point in her life, she was convinced her parents had died at Kuat after never having heard from them or of them since that fateful day. Eventually, her jobs would lead her to the mercenary group where she was attracted by the large credit reward it was offering.

Fallout: Into the Storm

Looks pretty interesting, will start thinking up a character for this. Personally I'd probably prefer a basic to middle ground level of detail for the survival aspect of the RP and am slightly leaning towards a more diverse party but I can work with either.

Star Wars: The Bigger Picture

Hello~ I'm intrested in the rp so I'll just drop this here.

CS

| {Full Name} |

Mallory Amiran

| {Age} |

22

| {Gender} |

Female

| {Force Sensitive/Alignment} |

Yes - Untrained

| {Appearance} |

Mallory has a human appearance hailing from Alderaan, although she has taken liberties with her appearance thanks to the wealth of once being a part of a minor noble family. She has blue hair and red eyes from appearance modifications she underwent, however she was unable to do anything about her height, leaving her at a short 5’ even. Despite being vertically challenged, she maintained her body well thanks to having a wide variety of food available in her lifestyle as well as her hobby of martial arts, leading her to have toned and lean musculature. Even though one may think she’d be the type of person to wear pants due to her hobby, she still prefers exquisite dresses and skirts from her mildly wealthy lifestyle, but she still knows when to choose practicality over aesthetics.

| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |

- ELG-3A blaster pistol: While not being her prefered weapon, Mallory is smart enough to know that sometimes a blaster is necessary and chose the “Diplomat’s Blaster” due to its small and concealable size.
- Vibrolance: A large, spear-like weapon that would vibrate rapidly upon impact, dramatically increasing its damage output while also allowing it to contend against a lightsaber. This is without a doubt Mallory’s weapon of choice since she had also primarily trained with this weapon as a hobby. Being her favored weapon, Mallory had taken no expenses when customizing it, giving it an ornate and colorful design along with it being collapsable to conceal it so that she did not look out of place by carrying a large vibro-weapon.
- Backpack: Being on the run unfortunately meant packing light for Mallory who had to choose some essentials to bring with her. This backpack contains her favorite white and blue dress, food, water, a first aid kit, and other miscellaneous items.

| {Physical Abilities} |

- Melee combatant: Due to Mallory indulging in her hobby whenever she got the chance, she has become somewhat adept in melee, even picking up on some hand to hand combat skills in the event that she lost her weapon. Through self-teaching, talking to soldiers/guards, and surfing the holonet, her practice has gotten to the point where she is able to hold her own in melee combat with some of the top guards on Alderaan and she is often noted for keeping her cool in a fight.

| {Force Abilities} |

- Force Sight(mild, only developed from martial arts training)

| {Limitations} |

- Untrained: In terms of combat, Mallory has never had formal training due to her interests being only a hobby the eyes of her family who proceeded to train her politics instead. In terms of the force, Mallory does not even realize she is sensitive to it, often shrugging off any odd feelings caused by it or crediting her advanced spatial knowledge in combat to the practice she’s done.

| {Personality} |

Although an onlooker might describe Mallory as an all business and no play woman, the truth is that Mallory is actually a bit shy and tends to keep to herself or anyone who manages to get close to her. If she’s with a friend the she’ll most likely cling close to them because even as shy as she is, the social contact of just being near someone calms her greatly. When she’s alone, she tends to become restless, often pacing around or even spacing out as she becomes lost in her own thoughts. This eventually led her to her current hobby which she deeply enjoys, both to calm her mind and strengthen her body. Of course, this comes into conflict with the path her family has set her on to become a diplomat as she tends to become stressed when being forced to interact with a large group of people and is often quicker to grab her practice pike than to take part in a diplomatic meeting.

| {Place of Origin} |

Alderaan

| {Background} |

Mallory was born into the Amiran family, a lower noble house of Alderaan, and is the youngest of her 2 siblings. With her other two siblings already on a path of success, much was expected of the child, leading her parents to try and put the odds in their favor. As soon as Mallory could speak, a tutor was assigned to her in order to tug her along the path of becoming a diplomat, or at the very least to become desirable enough to be wedded off. In her early years, her shy nature developed, leading to repeated chastising from both her parents. Unfortunately for them, Mallory’s shy nature never disappeared, but fearing reprisal the girl learned how to keep up a facade to at least placate her parents. With her parents and siblings often out of the house or doing their own business, Mallory often had the freedom to roam, which she did frequently in her teenage years. Often times she would hide amongst the guards or off duty soldiers to get away from the politics and watch their sparring matches. Eventually, she became so interested that despite her shy nature she mustered up the courage to ask for sparring lessons. Of course, being soldiers, they mostly shrugged her off and laughed, patting the short Mallory on the head and saying someone of her stature was too small to get into fights. Surprisingly, both to them and herself, this comment drove Mallory to such annoyance that of the soldiers ending up getting punched square in the nose. After a few seconds of silence and Mallory trying to hold in how much the punch also hurt her hand, all the soldiers roared with laughter at the bloody nose she had given, agreeing to train her once they caught their breath after the spunk she showed. Afterwards, she pulled through the training regiments they gave her everytime time she visited, which was often, and even started training on her own when she could. Of course, she somewhat attempted to hide it from her family, but for the most part deceived them into thinking she was just doing it as a hobby and to purposes. Despite not liking her diplomatic training, she did learn from her, especially in regards to subtlety and discreteness, which is how she was able to secretly acquire her weapons thanks to some contacts she had acquired through her soldier friends. During her own training, Mallory would often times encounter a strange feeling overcoming her. It wasn’t a bad feeling and if anything it somehow heightened her sense of her surroundings, something which she practiced to make good use of, but sometimes she thought she could see distant images of a desert scrapyard planet with some sort of shrine on it. For the most part however, being unable to find any meanings from the visions, she ignored them.

One day, Mallory, now at the age of 22, was on her way home after her usual meet up with all of her soldier friends. She didn’t know why, but on her walk back she felt disturbed as if something wasn’t right. It was the first time she had any sort of instinct on something that wasn’t another person and eventually, thanks to a thick billowing smoke stack, she knew why. Discreetly hiding in the crowds around the burning building she used to call home, Mallory witnessed the end of her household by the hands of Imperial stormtroopers who then proceeded to execute every member of her family in front of the crowd. The now grown woman felt numb as she witnessed the execution of who the Empire claimed to be secret supporters of the ‘Rebel scum.’ As the crowd began to disperse, she discreetly lost herself among them, seeking refuge once more within her militaristic companions while leaving in her wake confusion. An internal conflict formed within Mallory after the scene. On one side was the youngest daughter and now last member of the Amiran family, who wants to avenge her family and take up arms with the so called ‘Rebels’ to fight against the Empire who had just taken everything from her. On the other side is a bird who had just been freed from its cage, now able to fly away and seek its own future. She was and still is at an impasse,asking herself how she should feel and questioning if she should feel remorseful for her entire family’s death, even though her bonds with them felt more artificial than intimate. When Mallory once again appeared before her long time companions and trainers, the vision of the desert world appeared before her once more. It was there, at that moment, that Mallory’s journey for answers would begin as she requested aid from her long time teachers to escape the planet.

Conflux: Pantherigos

Just as Alexia finished speaking, in the brief moment of silence that usually lingered between a question and an answer the room was filled with the sound of a hologram forming next to Vice Admiral Genevieve. After a few seconds of somewhat bright light, the sound dissipated and a perfect hologram of Aris Foste took shape, one could barely notice the fact that she was just a hologram by sight. "Apologies for my tardiness Vice Admiral, I was making sure we did not accidentally get nuked from the inside out." She said to Genevieve, her tone expressing the experience of conversing with high ranking officials to the others in the room.

"In regards to your question Sergeant Mio" The red-haired woman replied, looking over to the person in question, "I'm afraid your role, as well as the role of others in your field of experience, is to remain on standby until either necessary or until the threat has been eliminated. However, there is a planet in the system that will need to be investigated as well." Aris announced before gesturing to the central display which in turn presented a model of the planet in question. "Unfortunately, due to regulations, we cannot simply nuke the planet of life even if it is within our capabilities to do so unless we are cleared for it with sufficient reasoning. This is where you and many others similar to you, will be active. Similarly the Zhao, we have lost contact with the planet. If we are unable to reestablish communications with the planet upon entering into the system, ground forces will be sent to investigate. Rest assured, ground forces will be able to call in orbital fire support from the Yoshino, but be prepared for anything." Aris finished, hoping her answer would be sufficient enough to both Alexia and others who had similar questions.

Conflux: Pantherigos

Engram Aris Foste

Name: Aris Foste
Age: 29 [Unknown]
Gender: Biologically Female
Corporation: UNISEC
Rank: Ex-Commander, Now serves as the Engram linked to the Yoshino

Psychological profile: Noted to be calm and collected in the heat of battle, silently analyzing what needs to be done and being vocal when necessary. When all is quiet, she can sometimes become restless which is why she usually occupies herself with various data management tasks when not in general quarters.

Educational Background: Aris Foste, daughter of Julianna and Shaun Foste, was born and raised on a UNISEC station in orbit of one of the core worlds of the faction. Her father played a serious role in her early life, encouraging her to adopt the military life, thus leading to her enrollment into the UNISEC Military Academy until the age of 18 where she showed promising skill in tactics.

Service Record(UNISEC)/Employment History(non-UNISEC): By the age of 23, Aris had been put into the role of an assistant tactician aboard a small capital ship where she demonstrated her capabilities as a leader. Six years later, at the age of 29, she had attained the rank of a Commander in the Second Division who had a fairly sized taskforce under her fold. One day however, after returning her taskforce from a patrol mission, she received a letter bearing the mark of high ranking officials in UNISEC, requesting for her to volunteer in an experimental program that they believed she showed promise for. After meeting with said officials, she had decided to join in the program, after all, she was not necessarily tied down by anything or anyone. She was then sent off to the UNISEC Research Station of Aleroth where she would partake as a member of the Engram Program.

Combat Training(UNISEC)/Work Skills(non-UNISEC):
Highly skilled in tactics & battlefield management (Planetary & Interstellar)
High speed data management
General Infantry training
General Engineer training

Equipment:
- None -

Conflux: Pantherigos

Name: Aris Foste
Age: 29 [Unknown]
Gender: Biologically Female
Corporation: UNISEC
Rank: Ex-Commander, Now serves as the Engram linked to the Yoshino

Psychological profile: Noted to be calm and collected in the heat of battle, silently analyzing what needs to be done and being vocal when necessary. When all is quiet, she can sometimes become restless which is why she usually occupies herself with various data management tasks when not in general quarters.

Educational Background: Aris Foste, daughter of Julianna and Shaun Foste, was born and raised on a UNISEC station in orbit of one of the core worlds of the faction. Her father played a serious role in her early life, encouraging her to adopt the military life, thus leading to her enrollment into the UNISEC Military Academy at the age of 18 after showing promising skill in tactics.

Service Record(UNISEC)/Employment History(non-UNISEC): By the age of 23, Aris had graduated and was put into the role of an assistant tactician aboard a small capital ship where demonstrated her capabilities as a leader pronounced. Six years later, at the age of 29, she had attained the rank of a Commander who had a fairly sized taskforce under her fold. One day however, after returning her taskforce from a patrol mission, she received a letter bearing the mark of high ranking officials in UNISEC, requesting for her to volunteer in an experimental program that they believed she showed promise for. After meeting with said officials, she had decided to join in the program, after all, she was not necessarily tied down by anything or anyone. She was then sent off to the UNISEC Research Station of Aleroth where she would partake as a member of the Engram Program.

Combat Training(UNISEC)/Work Skills(non-UNISEC):
Highly skilled in tactics & battlefield management (Planetary & Interstellar)
High speed data management
General Infantry training
General Engineer training

Equipment:

Squad-based Sci-Fi military RP.

Looks pretty interesting, I'll take a shot at participating.