dereken

SW: Edge of the Empire OOC -Still Accepting

The Devorian was leaving, and even if she had this stranger in tow, Braedug couldn't miss his chance. Braedug bustled through the crowd with a flurry of "sorry"s, "pardon me"s, and one "get out of my way you hopped up cretin!" to a certain dealer. He sprang from one final throng of people before tripping, and stumbling headfirst into the back of the stranger.

"Excuse me, uh, sorry by the way, but I need to talk to her. It's important."

SW: Edge of the Empire OOC -Still Accepting

Sorry for the somewhat lackluster post, I just wanted to actually start the game without interrupting gowia.

SW: Edge of the Empire OOC -Still Accepting

"No thanks," Braedug grinned to the dealer.

"While I'm sure it's a great product, I need to be particularly clear headed tonight," and with that lie, he sent the dealer packing. Braedug returned his attention to sweeping the bar, on the look out for the Devorian. He made his way to the bar, and waved to the droid bartender.

"Can I get a water? I..." Braedug fumbled with several credit chips in his pocket, before pulling one out, "think this one has money on it,"

The droid scanned the chip, but a harsh buzz indicated that there was no money on the chip. Braedug produced two more chips, and placed both of them on the bar. The second was accepted, and the droid poured a glass of water. Braedug nodded in thanks, and took a few sips. Then he saw the Devorian. She was with what was clearly some kind of bounty hunter or mercenary. Braedug decided to wait until either the man, or the Devorian, left the table to make his move.

SW: Edge of the Empire OOC -Still Accepting

Would it be possible to cheat at these games? It would certainly be in character for Braedug.

Star Wars: Edge of the Empire (RPG Recruitment)

Okay then. Our hero's ship will be The Scrap Heap .

Star Wars: Edge of the Empire (RPG Recruitment)

Braedug Kramm

Name: Braedug Kramm

Age: 36

Species: Twi'lek

Appearance: Braedug is slim in build. He has a constant, nervous, twitchy energy that keeps him from staying still long. Braedug is tan colored. He is 5'7". He has no real distinguishing marks, a quality he tries his best to keep, and even his clothing is usually generic, to avoid recognition.

History: Braedug is the son of a roguish smuggler and the daughter of a minor political figure. When he was born, his father took him, at the threat of a blaster wedding from the mother's family. Braedug was raised in a smuggler's ship, and learned the trade from his father. His skills all come from that upbringing, and when his father died "in an accident" that involved yet another daughter of some local aristocracy, Braedug inherited his father's ship. From there, he did what he knew best: making sure the spice flowed. He smuggled and connived for a living, and as such, has made his fair share of enemies. Imperial officers whose fingers he's slipped through, nobility of any kind with pretty daughters, and criminals he's ripped off are all after his head, and many bounties bear his name. Through it all, his wit and silver tongue bested all but one. Braedug found himself outmatched when he angered a particularly resourceful hutt, and found himself bound and chained, awaiting a fate not unlike that of his father's. Braedug was saved when a mercenary in the employ of the hutt recognized him. This mercenary was a former comrade of Braedug's father, and offered to assist his assist on one condition. Braedug was charged with bringing a package to Cloud City, in the Bespin system. He does not know what this package, and as part of his deal, he is not allowed to open it until he finds the contact who is to receive the package. Braedug is just arriving at Cloud City.

Obligations:
Debt (Of course he owes money)
Bounties (Self explanatory)
Duty bound (There are some deals even Braedug won't skip out on)

Career: Smuggler
Specialization: Scoundrel
Skills: Deception, Pilot (Space), Skullduggery, Knowledge (Underworld), Charm, Cool.

Ambitions: Greed, wanderlust.

Causes: Capitalism, crime.

Relationships: Hutt cartel (Negative relationship)
Law enforcement (Negative relationship)

Equipment: 314 credits
A whole mess of prices on his head.
Basic, loose fitting clothing. Boots, pants, shirt, jacket.
Standard blaster pistol, fired once, by accident.
A smuggling ship, filled with various spices and hidden valuables.
The package.
Picture of contact.

There it is.

Star Wars: Edge of the Empire (RPG Recruitment)

I'm interested. I'll get a CS up soon.

Yes, another Zombie interest check. Uh-huh.

Nevermind, forget I added this.