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Fallout: The Vegas Affair

Is this still alive and kicking? If so I'll put in a sheet tomorrow.

[Withdrawn] Admiral Tyrian Shassa

edit: Fixed now! @Ruby

[Withdrawn] Karr Viszla

Mandalorian

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Several paragraphs
Long stories with heavy collaboration
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Do you have any short-term or long-term goals with this character? I am okay with developing the character in whichever way the story unfolds.

Mandalorian Tribal Record

Name: Karr Viszla
Species: Human
Age: 39
Gender: Male
Clan: Clan Viszla
Specialisation:

• Long range marksmanship
• Survivalist

Current area of operation: Outer Rim
Known Skills: Karr is known to be an expert marksman with in depth knowledge of survivalist techniques in a variety of climates along with skills in vibroblade combat.
Trained Techniques: Firearms training, basic level medicine, vibroblade combat, starship piloting.
Known associates: N/A
Favored Equipment and clothes:

• Basic Mandalorian-style armour. Primary made of beskar, primarily in green and grey tones. The armor shows multiple blemishes and scratches obtained through several years. A ragged brown cloak typically shrouds the armor when Karr is not engaged. The armor was also fashioned with a jetpack.
• When out of his armor, though a rare sight, Karr typically remains in his thin jumpsuit which allows for him full mobility should he be caught off guard.
• DS-10 Sniper Rifle with an upgraded chamber (primary), Mandalorian Blaster (secondary), and a vibroblade.

Personality type: Karr is typically known to be quiet and brooding on the outside, often only showing excitement during the thrill of battle. A typical Mandalorian, Karr is known to be a brutal combatant and always looking for a new violent challenge to get himself into. Karr personally shoulders what he feels is the fall of the Mandalorians to a subject of the Sith Empire and seeks to embody what he feels are "true Mandalorians".
Known flaws: Karr's attempts to regain his honor through violence border on fanatical which frequently gets him into desperate situations where he either narrowly escapes or requires assistance from outside help, a fact that only infuriates him more. Karr is also very susceptible of criticism, especially the fact that he is not as strong as his astronomical self-expectations require him to me.

Mandalorian Clan Record

_{Detailed appearance. Imagery insufficient.}

Karr stands at 6'1'' and 230 lbs with jet black hair and blue eyes. Karr's face is well scarred along his right side after sustaining a brush with a thermal detonator along with multiple burn scars along his chest and arms. Karr is missing two fingers on his right hand, a souvenir from a Jedi's lightsaber.

_{Report on skills and talents, including level of skill.}

• Karr is an expert marksman, using his heavily modified DS-10 sniper rifle to pick targets off at impressive distances. Karr's training has allowed him to be effective against both personnel and armored opponents. Karr sees himself as among the best sharpshooters on the market, a fact that some may dispute.
• Karr's other combat skills are average for a Mandalorian, making him a formidable opponent at any distance. Karr's lack of a blaster rifle in his loadout does present an issue, as his slow firing blaster is typically useless at medium range. Karr typically seeks to maintain a significant distance or get up close to do damage with his sidearm or vibroblade.
• Experienced with survivalist methods, Karr can survive in some of the galaxy's harshest environments for an extended period of time with only a short adjustment period. Karr often takes assignments in the most forlorn regions of the galaxy and has learned to rely on his own self sufficiency more than anything.
• Karr has formal training and experience piloting a starship, though he never was especially fond of it so he never honed his skills to an advanced level.

_{Report on known combat experience, training and weapons training.}

• An experienced combatant, Karr had seen combat with the Mandalorians during the blockades and strikes against the Republic throughout the Great Galactic War.
• After the war, Karr began doing mercenary work throughout the galaxy for a variety of employers, gaining valuable irregular warfare styles including assassinations, ambushes, and VIP escorts.

_{Opinion on the Neo Crusader movement vs traditional Crusader?}

Karr Viszla favoured the traditional crusader movement, believing that the nomadic, warrior lifestyle of the Mandalorians have served them just as well in the past. Karr believed that the neo-crusaders degraded the individualism of the mandalorian culture and that their society was powerful due to the strength of the individual.

_{Detailed notes on common/favored employers and any noteworthy contacts.}

• Karr Viszla's conquests after the end of Mandalorian involvement in the Great Galactic War do not amount to anything of note, despite taking numerous contracts believed to be below the status of a Mandalorian warrior.
• Karr's latest contract was with the Republic's SIS, working under contract with Jaren Jast to assist in the extraction of an Imperial Defector. This contract has since gone horribly wrong, with many of his crew being killed in the process.

_{Detailed notes on known rivals and enemies.}

• At this point, Karr has not accumulated enough fame individually to develop any enemies.
  
  _{List and description of other known associates outside the Clan.}
  
  
  • The crew of the Raven Trespass have been recently seen in Karr's company, most specifically in the latest job in Nar Shaddaa.
  • Resh Nak'lor, a human pilot purchased from slavery from a low level Hutt. Maintains the ship and keeps it ready to move in exchange for credits to spent at the nearest station cantina.
  
  
  _{List of known belongings, including but not limited to planetary surface property, civilian and military vessels, vehicles, weapons, tools.}
  
  
  • Karr Viszla's ship, the Nightfire, is a modified Tecoch-type gunship with a black hue and no further markings. The interior is cleared out to provide space for a small armoury and sleeping quarters for 3. A utility droid, T3-F4, remained on the ship, keeping the ship in working condition.
  • Karr's Mandalorian beskar armor set never left his side, if it came off at all. The armor is slightly worse for wear due to not being attended to by a Mandalorian armorer for several years. The armor was equipped with a jetpack and a dark brown cloak.
  • Karr's primary weapon was a DS-10 rifle with a modified chamber, resulting in a highly powerful but slow firing rifle that could take out targets at impressive distances.
  • Secondary weapons included a standard Mandalorian blaster pistol, a host of thermal detonators and ion grenades, and his standard Mandalorian vibroblade.
  
  
  _{Psychological evaluation of warrior.}
  
  
  • Psychological scans report concerns about his mental well being, especially in regards to his own esteem and pride. Karr frequently shows intense desire to build his reputation and honor through combat, often at brazen personal risk. These traits are common within all Mandalorians, though this seems to be almost a fanatical desire to Karr.
  
  
  _{List and description of known and suspected flaws. To be put into restricted database.}
• Extremely critical view of his status and self imposed exile from the Mandalorian clans. Believes that he has breached the codes by abandoning his fellow Mandalorians and must return with honor to feel accepted. Should someone criticize Karr's status or ability, it is quite possible to throw him into a fit of violent rage.
• Highly disloyal and self interested, sees everyone he works with as expendable in his pursuit to further his own goals.

_{All known interests of the warrior.}

• War and combat in all of its forms intrigues Karr Viszla, whether it be studying its history or finding his way into new conflict.
• Interest in Mandalorian history, including Mandalorian heroes from previous conflicts.

_{Major achievements on record.}

• Accomplished combatant against the Republic while working with the Mandalorian-Sith alliance. Confirmed kills against Jedi and Republic Commandos, albeit when working with a squad of fellow Mandalorians.
• Minor accomplishments while working as a mercenary, including successful assassinations against prominent politicians and militants from all sides of the Republic / Imperial conflict.

_{Major failures on record. Confidential.}

• After the a final battle with Republic Commandos towards the end of the Great Galactic War which resulted in his squad being killed, Karr retreated to his ship and fled the battle. This subsequently lead to his self-ascribed exile until he could return with restored pride.

Interview

<sub>Karr's upbringing was considered rather normal for a Mandalorian child at the time, born to two warriors of the Mandalorian clan Viszla. Karr trained extensively from youth in the art of war and was continually exposed to brutal training regimes throughout his youth and adolescence on Concord Dawn. As Karr grew up, he began to show an affinity for long range combat, and began to build a name as a skilled marksman among his clan. Karr's skill often placed him at the forefront of many Mandalorian competitions, where he'd best or at least compete with many of the best marksmen despite his young age.

As the Mandalorians became dragged into the war between the Republic and the Sith Empire, Karr Viszla eagerly answered the call to join the war against the Republic, hoping to bring glory to his clan and his bloodline. Karr developed his skills as a warrior, both from afar with his sniper rifle and up close with a vibroblade. On many campaigns throughout the mid rim worlds, clan Viszla fought against Jedi and Republic soldiers alike, often working as a support for their allies in the Sith Empire. Karr's success in battle saw him become relied upon as a leader more frequently, his strategies often snatching the victory from the republic despite long odds to the contrary. Karr rejected the hierarchy of a typical military force however and refused to order his troops, rather suggesting a plan and leading those who would voluntarily follow him into battle.

As the war dragged on and the Republic began gaining the upper hand on the Mandalorians, especially after the death of the Mandalore the Lesser, Karr and several others began to doubt that the Mandalorian forces were being lead by their desire for glory through battle; but instead by the motives of the Sith Emperor. As an alliance began to steadily feel like subjugation by the Empire, Karr's begrudging respect for the warriors of the Republic began to outweigh his disdain for the Empire. Towards the end of the war, a squad of Mandalorians was dispatched to the world of Rhen Var to assist with the Imperial invasion. Karr's squad of Mandalorians were essential to taking the planet's capital, a victory that was soon snatched away by Jedi and rallied Republic forces that served to quickly beat back the Imperial invaders.

The squad of Clan Viszla was tasked with stopping a flanking force in a small village near the capital city in attempt to buy time to mount an effective defense. As scores of Republic walkers and commandos besieged the village, the Mandalorian defenders held out desperately despite the overwhelming lack of firepower. As swathes of Republic infantry fell at the outskirts of the village, an assault by several Jedi was finally able to break the defense and allow for Republic heavy infantry to push into the village. Karr watched from atop his ledge as his fellow Mandalorians fell to the Jedi, his sniper fire proved unable to create any gaps to allow his brothers and sisters any breathing room. As the Republic force finally turned their attention to him, Karr did what he'd sworn he'd never do, and fled. Karr believed his retreat ensured the death of his entire squad and after finally obtaining passage off the planet, he went into a self imposed exile.

The shame of leaving a battle in such a dishonorable fashion left Karr to embarrassed to return to his clan, and Karr began taking mercenary contracts throughout the inner rim as the war came to a close. Many of these contracts he felt were below the standing of a once proud Mandalorian warrior, but Karr felt that if he could return his honor through his mercenary work, Karr could finally return to his clan. Over time, Karr's contracts began to include working with the Republic SIS and other affiliated groups, and on occasion brought him up against his former allies, the Sith Empire. In the mean time, Karr spent many of his credits on purchasing information about his home world, and eagerly awaited the news that the Mandalorians were to unite and fight for a return to their independence.

During a contract on Nar Shaddaa, Karr had met a slave who was once an accomplished freighter pilot Resh Nak'lor with the smuggler group responsible for breaking the Mandalorian blockade. After hearing of his skill in besting the Mandalorians in the fleet action, Karr purchased his freedom and in return Resh began piloting Karr's ship in exchange for a modest wage. Karr and Resh became fast friends, both electing to exchange tips on starfighter piloting for combat lessons.

Karr's travels eventually returned him to Nar Shaddaa, where a job with the crew of the Raven Trespass on behalf of the Republic's SIS was swiftly beginning to go wrong.</sub>

[Withdrawn] Admiral Tyrian Shassa

Republic Personnel

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Several paragraphs (Willing to do more depending on interests of other roleplayer(s) involved)
Is grammar and depth of writing important to you? Yes.
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Is there something you are uncomfortable with happening to your character? Nope, if he dies he dies.
Do you have any short-term or long-term goals with this character? I'm alright with the wait and see game, where he may go depending on the story.

Republic personnel files

Name: Tyrian Shassa
Species: Human
Homeworld: Corellia
Age: 53
Gender: Male
Military Branch: Republic Navy
Rank: Admiral
Unit/designation: 65th Battle Group
Role/specialisation: Fleet Admiral
Current place of Service: Fleet based on Coruscant, typically aboard the command ship Retribution.

Known Skills: Fleet tactics, political maneuvering, asymmetrical fleet warfare.
Trained Techniques: Formal Republic Fleet Officer education, encompasses bridge command skills, fleet tactics, supply logistics, ground support operations.
Known associates: N/A
Favored Equipment and clothes: Basic Republic Admiral uniform with a flag of Corellia worn during informal events or on the bridge of his ship.
Personality type: Driven individual who balances his desire to serve the Republic against his own political ambitions. Internal reports indicate his personal ambition has not outgrown his usefulness in his current position, though he is to be watched closely. Reported to be very competitive, a typical trait for a Corellian. Mild concerns about his quiet disdain for alien species, often frequently ensuring that his closest subordinates are human, regardless of the alternative option's skill level.
Known flaws: Shassa's affluent upbringing has instilled a dangerous level of pride in himself which often works against him. In addition, Shassa has a level of distrust towards other Republic officers which has caused issues in the past.

Strategic Information Services Reports

_{Detailed appearance. Imagery insufficient.}

• Tyrian Shassa stands at approximately 5'7'' and maintained a relatively medium build. Shassa has close cropped brown hair with a significantly receding hairline with blue eyes. Shassa walks with a recognizable limp after a particularly rough landing of a damaged command shuttle after a close call with a Sith assassin team in a supposedly neutral docking station.

_{Report on skills and talents, including level of skill.}

• Brilliant tactician in medium-to-large scale fleet combat, often employing unconventional maneuvers to overcome overwhelming odds with limited supply and/or resources.
• Talented leader, able to disperse complex orders effectively throughout his command. Praise often received from subordinate officers.
• Talented in unconventional and asymmetrical warfare including ambushes, covert actions, and partisan support.
• Proficient orator, often able to requisition additional assets from the Senate Naval Subcommittee after long, impassioned speeches which convinced even the stringiest of Senators.

_{Report on known combat experience, training and weapons training.}

• Anaxes War College basic combat combat training - average scores received with weapon handling and proficiency.
• No records of individual combat, Shassa often remains within range of his security force who do the brunt of the heavy lifting.

_{Report on role, specialization and responsibilities pertaining to the subject’s military deployment.}

• Initial command comprised of protecting Republic merchant and logistics assets during the Great Galactic War, specialized in dealing with asymmetrical fleet actions including ambushes and hit and run tactics.
• As Republic losses compounded, Shassa used the need for competent Admirals to push himself up through the ranks at an astronomical speed. Shassa's confidence put him in control of Republic Battle Groups well before he had acquired the required experience to do so. As a result, Shassa's improvisations have bred a unique style of fleet combat which initially stunned Imperial officers long enough for Shassa to gain the upper hand in his first engagements. This has given his tactics a reputation of being somewhat unpredictable and unorthodox, occasionally causing tension between Admirals fighting alongside him.
• Currently in control of a Republic Battle Group tasked officially with patrolling and securing the remaining Republic sectors and unofficially with indirectly supporting insurgency on worlds lost to Imperial Control.

_{Detailed notes on political influence and associates.}

• Still a young admiral, Shassa's political goals had been put on hold due to the war and the reconstruction of the Republic Navy. Shassa's political influence did not extend past having the ear of a few senators, but that was even relatively limited.

_{Detailed notes on known rivals and enemies, within and outside the Republic army/navy.}

• Shassa did not particularly have any enemies or rivalries, his pride keeping him at a safe distance from any sort of interactions with subordinates within the Republic.

_{List and description of other known associates, including subordinates.}

• Subordinates that accompanied him on his fleet were Captain Cal Jonta, often accompanying him as the Captain of his flagship, Ensign Janis Holm, a clever young Mon Calamari officer accompanying Cal Jonta who Shassa had taken a personal interest in.
• Brigadier General Sloan Harlo, often accompanied Shassa's fleet with his Brigade of Republic ground forces.
• Mish Shassa, Tyrion's wife of fifteen years. An avid socialite who frequented political circles in her husband's absence to attempt to maintain or progress their social standing within the Coruscant elite.

_{List of known belongings, including but not limited to planetary surface property, civilian and military vessels, vehicles, weapons, tools.}

• After the surrender of Corellia by the Republic, Shassa's vast possessions and assets were all seized by the new Imperial administration. Shassa maintained a residence in an affluent region of Coruscant though it was typically only inhabited by his wife, Mish.
• Admiral Shassa's battle group was comprised of the following capital ships: 1x Inexpugnable-class Command Ship (The Chimera), Valor-class Star-cruiser (The Retribution) 25x Hammerhead-class Cruiser, 13x Thranta-class Corvette, 10x Foray-Class blockade runner, multiple BT-7 Thunderclap-class support ships, 16x multiple Heraklon-class transports (half-cargo, half transport). During the times of relative "peace", a bulk of Shassa's fleet typically remains docked to allow for retrofitting and conserve resources. The Chimera has been recently returned from the mothball fleet and is currently in port for retrofitting.

_{Psychological evaluation of candidate.}

Shassa's phychological state remains stable, though there are concerns recorded of intense narcissism and pride. Extensively recorded throughout his time in the war college, they have either subsided or Shassa has been able to curtail his pride over the last several years after facing the harsh realities of war.

_{List and description of known and suspected flaws. To be put into restricted database.}

• Obvious issues with hubris, something that has been exploited by his enemies occasionally during the beginning of his military career but is now well guarded from experience.
• Concerns about apathy towards non-human species, including those with worlds represented on the Republic.
• Concerns about Shassa expressing typical Corellian traits such as his frequently expressed independent streak.

_{All known interests of the candidate.}

• Frequently voiced interest of returning to war with the Sith Empire, primarily with the goal of returning Republic influence to the core worlds (Especially Corellia).
• Political ambitions quietly voiced, well known by superior officers that Shassa does wish to use the admirality to advance his political career.

_{Major achievements on record.}

• Graduated at top of class in the Republic Naval College on Anaxes.
• Completed training and promoted through the ranks to Admiral quickly, more due to requirements for competent admirals than his own ability.

Interview

_{Personal biography, as detailed by the subject for use in republic archives. Acquired shortly after last achievement of note. Some details may be used for training purposes.}

Tyrian Shassa was born in 3700 BBY on Corellia to a wealthy military family with ties to Corellian banking groups which placed him among the planet's elite from birth. Shassa's early childhood specifically regimented in a way that would lay his path for him to enter into service with the Republic at an early age and use it to maneuver himself into a position of political power. His personal goals were quickly quashed and replaced with the ambitions of a senatorial spot, representing his home planet of Corellia. From his earliest memory, Shassa attended the most prestigious schools and filled his free time with a plethora of the best tutors the Corellian elite could provide. Between the special attention and highly privileged life provided to him, Shassa developed a fiercely elitist attitude towards those who he felt to be inferior and a quiet disdain for non-human species in the Galaxy. Shassa's pride was continuously bolstered to dangerous levels as he excelled in whatever he applied himself to, often more due to the immense resources available to him than his own exceptionality.

After completing his schooling, Shassa's predetermined path continued when he was sent to the Republic Naval College on Anaxes. From here, Shassa excelled as a tactician. Shassa's pride was often a source of contempt between the highly accomplished instructors who had predicted that his pride and disdain for the less affluent would inevitably be his downfall. College records often detail concerns about Shassa, though they were frequently overruled by his ability to outperform all expectations. Despite repeated calls for intervention by many instructors, the powers that be (who were rumored to be in the pocket of a specific Corellian banking family) demanded that Shassa's progress not be hindered; the most common excuse being the desperate need for officers with the outbreak of war with the newly emergent Sith Empire. Shassa's progress throughout the Republic Naval College remained unhindered, much to the dismay of many of his fellow trainees.

Shortly after graduation, Tyrian Shassa began his career within the Republic in ernest. After completing his first assignment on a patrol frigate in a relatively short amount of time, Shassa began excelling through the ranks primarily due to the Republic's difficulty keeping officers alive while losing the war. Due to the accelerated path through the ranks, Shassa was unable to gather much of the experience that was required of the admiralty, a fact that caused his subordinates to frequently question his judgement. Shassa was often quick to shut down his subordinates if their plans contradicted his regardless of the merits they may have. Shassa's disdain for those who questioned him grew, and while he tried to keep it bridled, it would often flare up in spectacular fashion. While progressing through the ranks, many of the subordinate officers had a plethora of unfavorable names for the young officer. Shassa finally got his chance to command a fleet worthy of his inflated self image when his immediate superior officer, Rear-Admiral Jan Lessex collapsed on the bridge of his ship during a supply run. While the official cause of death was natural, many felt this was a ploy to disguise a poisoning by Sith assassins to prevent a drop of moral and trust within the ranks.

Shassa's first brush with the harsh realities of leadership came during one of his first assignments as a rear admiral. The newly minted fleet was assigned with transporting logistics convoys throughout the inner rim. During the onset of the war, it was considered a to be a relatively safe post with little chance of seeing combat. But as the war progressed, Imperial raiding parties were often seen well being Republic lines and protecting logistics fleets was suddenly a dangerous endeavor. For Shassa, this was but a temporary stepping stone in what he viewed as his birthright. This first engagement nearly spelled disaster, while running security for an insignificant logistics convoy carrying supplies to Alderaan. Republic intelligence had warned of an increased threat in the region, and despite the requests of his subordinate officers to take an alternative route to avoid any potential ambush, Shassa demanded they stay the course in the name of efficiency. An admiral that was able to maintain order and efficiency despite constant danger was surely to advance further than one who hid from the first sight of danger. This choice to stay the course and avoid danger proved to be nearly fatal, as a surprise attack by Imperial forces caught the entire fleet by surprise.

Before Tyrian could finally wrest control of his fleet and gain command, the raiding force has taken out two of his cruisers and boarded one of the unarmed merchant ships. His subordinates were calling for a full retreat, leaving the remaining supply ships at the mercy of the Imperial raiding fleet. In a move that would salvage his career, Tyrian's training had finally kicked in and he employed a hodgepodge of tactics with his remaining group of crippled and scattered craft. Shassa's strategy that day was luckily able to take the Imperial raiders off guard, allowing him to turn the tide of battle and protect the remainder of the supply ships. While Shassa was unable to escape the confrontation with his reputation unscathed, he was nevertheless able to snatch victory from what could only be called certain defeat. A retreat would've cost the Republic vital supplies and resulted in the death of thousands of personnel, a disaster which his officers begrudgingly credited him for avoiding. Tyrian's own opinion of himself did not emerge unscathed either, the disaster forcing him to reevaluate his approach to leadership. While not entirely humbled, his own pride was stymied and a sense of cautiousness is typically a major factor in most decisions made in the future.

This new, tempered approach to his position was a boon to his career, his reigned in skills allowing him to emerge victorious in multiple confrontations throughout the war. Towards the end of the war, Shassa was becoming known as one of the rising stars within the Republic, and an illustrious target for the Imperial Navy. Several attempts to best the rising Admiral were thwarted by cunning defensive tactics and lightning fast counter attacks. As the war came to its end, the Admiral was selected to lead a Battle Group from Coruscant to assault an Imperial Fleet that they believed was going to attempt to retake Alderaan while the negotiations were ongoing. Shassa's fleet entered the system, preparing to engage a marauding fleet. When they exited hyperspace to a system devoid of significant enemy contact, Tyrian immediately recognized the trap that was about to be sprung.

His attempt to reach Coruscant to deliver his report was cut short by a distress broadcast informing him that the Imperial blockade had been set up and the remaining forces were overwhelmed. The Empire had feigned attacks to draw additional Republic Naval forces away from the capital and after the Jedi had been slaughtered in their own Temple, the planet was ultimately defenseless. Shortly after, the treaty of Coruscant brought a formal end to the hostilities and the war to a close. Like many of the Admirality, Shassa was devastated that their bureaucrats would sacrifice a vast amount of Republic worlds, including his home of Corellia to see an end to the fighting. This was not a truce in his eyes, but an outright loss.

The loss of Corellia spurred about another change in Shassa, now his own political goals were put on the back burner as a sudden burst of patriotism began fueling the young Admiral's ambitions. Shassa remained in the Navy after the war to ensure that the Republic would be prepared for the truce to break down that the Republic would be better prepared when the inevitable occurred.

Star Wars: Darkness Rising

Aboard the Nightstalker

Pulling out of hyperspace over the planet of Dantooine, Chigan couldn't help but sigh. Despite being a beautiful planet pre-war, the sight of the planet brought about the thought of how fragile this resistance was. The remnants of the Alliance's Navy was nothing compared to what he'd seen on the holonet, and he knew for sure that a frontal assault from this Infinite Empire would be the death of the Alliance.

A few seconds later a call came out, the request for an authentication code to enter the Alliance controlled region. As Jakoli began inputting the code, a few X-Wings came up behind him in escort formation. A smile flickered across Chigan's face, speaking in his native Rodian tongue, "They aren't taking security lightly here, they are worried."

Seconds later, a voice came over the communication terminal. Despite the usual sounding official and mundane, the message clearly carried a sense of urgency that he'd not heard in a long time. "Authentication cleared. Make your way to the provided coordinates and report to Commander Nevil. Auxillary ships will be refitted for deployment on sight."

Chigan did not need his M-TD translator droid to relay the instructions in Rodian from Galactic Basic, but it did its job regardless. The freighter rerouted towards the planet, its escort halving to only two ships. Under closer examination, it looked like every civilian ship had some sort of escort. "They're not taking security lightly here, are they Jakoli?"

"Would you?"

That question, while not rhetorical, did not need an answer. The ship descended to the planet's surface with its crew in utter silence. Only the Holonet, still replaying scenes of the sacking of Coruscant, made a sound. Moments later, the ship came into land at what seemed to be a refitted spaceport, lined with anti-starfighter defenses and ground based turrets.

As the ramp lowered, the ship was flooded with Alliance soldiers who under normal circumstances would not pass for combatants. The aging rodian pushed himself from his seat, keeping his hands stretched out to his side. As the man bearing what seemed to be the highest insignia boarded, he examined the meager crew for a moment.

"I assume that you will not be opposed to us searching the ship?" The translator droid pumped out the flawless translation in real time for Chigan.

"I do not have a choice?" Chigan was not concerned about his secret cargo hold being full of evidence of his spice running activities, as the Alliance was clearly more interested in spies other subversive elements being smuggled in. In reality, he had very little to hide. The Alliance had to let a little bit go when they hired smugglers for these types of jobs.

"We'll have this ship refitted for the task while you report to the Commander," the ranking officer's tone clearly gave away his displeasure with the current task.

Stepping out of his ship, he took a moment to reflect. Once again, the planet's beauty was marred by military installations dotting the landscape, as well as training missions tearing up nature. There was no time to meditate on the fact, as his short walk came to an end. Standing in front of him was a well decorated Quarren Commander.

Offering a quick salute, Chigan waited for his orders.

Star Wars: Darkness Rising

I'll have another post up tonight, surely! Thanks for the response.

Star Wars: Darkness Rising

Aboard the 'Nightstalker'

Chigan lurched forward, his seatbelt holding him down as the VCX-100 freighter spun and wove with the grace of a twi'lek dancer. Alarms rang in his ears, with every single nudge signalling another beam of energy that stretched his shields to the breaking point. The radar showed three fighters left, each attempting to get a line on the larger vessel to launch their devastating missiles.

"Bringing it down hard, see if you can get a bead on them!" Chigan's confident demeanor seemed to be breached by a little bit of panic as the experienced pilot played with the fact that he had potentially made his match. The comms rang returned an affirmative grunt and the sound of the Nightstalker's top turret firing desperately in the background. Jakoli, his partner in crime, was more than capable manning the guns, but they could not seem to shake the pilots.

Pushing the controls forward in a violent motion, the freighter shot directly downward towards the nearest planet, Metellos. Holding the controls down, the Nightstalker was held in a full front flip, a maneuver definitely not designed for a larger ship. As the ship settled, he noticed that the three remaining Tie interceptors had wound up coming at the freighter head-on in the confusing evasive maneuver. A grin pulled Chigan's cheeks up to his ears, as he lined up the first of the oncoming traffic in his sights. The front facing laser cannons bucked, sending the tie fighter into oblivion as its pilot was sucked into the vacuum. Turning to focus on his two other adversaries, he had noticed that the top mounted swivel cannon had done the job for him. "Three down," echoed the speaker to confirm his observations on the ship's radar.

There was not the usual celebration, no yip's and hollers as the battle was won. Both parties knew what tie fighters in the Core Worlds meant, that a Battlegroup was nearby. Fortunately, the radar showed nothing for the immediate time. Turning to the approaching figure behind him, the Rodian smuggler shook his head.

"Haven't seen Imperial Tie Fighters since the war. Means something's up, turn on the Holo while we prepare for hyperdrive. Think we should head back to Nar Shadaa for another load."

Nodding back to Chigan, Jakoli pressed the button to the Holonet terminal as he walked to his Co-Pilots chair. What greeted the duo was the siege of Coruscant, the pre-war pillar of democracy and freedom. Judging by the size of the fleet and the shadow that eclipsed Coruscant's sun, the city-planet did not have a hope. The talking heads filling the screen had no idea what was going on, though as their faces flickered in and out it was apparent their input wouldn't be broadcasted for much longer.

Chigan stared blankly for a moment, the hum of the ship signalling the hyperdrive spinning up.

"I think we should contact Dantooine. Looks like they may need our services again..."

Prior to lift off, a communication request was sent to the Alliance base designated with the Nightstalker's old authentication code. While the duo weren't exactly 'Rebel Heroes', they had a name for doing everything from blockade runs with Special Operations Teams on board to delivering high level packages to local resistance groups. Despite the work's danger, the credits were too substantial to pass up to feign some patriotism.

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Player Name: Jonesy
Name: Chigan
Age: Unknown
Appearance: Chigan's Appearance.

Chigan stands at approximately 1.5 meters tall, with a thick build stereotypical of Rodian. One of his defining features is the massive scars across his back, extending up past his head. If asked about it, odds are the story will be that it was a trophy from when he single handedly took down an Acklay.

Gender: Male
Species: Rodian
Force Sensitive Y/N: No.
Equipment:
Weapons
DLT-20A Blaster Rifle - Medium / Long range blaster rifle. Primarily carried within his freighter.
DL-21 Blaster Pistol
Q2 hold-out blaster pistol - Inaccurate short range pistol hidden within his boot.
2x Vibroknuckles - Vibroblades that wrap around a user's fingers much like brass knuckles. Activated when a fist is made.
Transport/ Companions
M-TD miniaturized translator droid - repulsorlift droid capable of speaking dozens of languages.
VCX-100 light freighter 'Nightstalker' - Equipped with a VCX-series auxiliary starfighter. Armed with a rotating manned cannon on the top and a front facing set of dual blaster cannons.
Jakoli - Rodian starship pilot, partner in crime to Chigan. Primarily focused on maintaining the ship and providing technical support to Chigan.
Backpack: Holocommunicator, datapad, credit stash, identity documents belonging to a similar looking Rodian, 'Chibrak Jogan', forged to keep biometric signature, slicing tool.

Skills:

Stealth: Lacking in combat skills, Chigan was forced to develop his skills in moving around undetected throughout hostile areas. Dodging patrols and keeping a low profile is his proficiency, and his relatively normal appearance allows him to get through some of the tightest security, despite his face being broadcast all over the holonet.

Suave: Years of barely getting through security checkpoints and making the most far-fetched lies seem believable had honed Chigan's charisma, to the point where he could face certain death with a confident grin and somehow lie his way out of it. He also seemed to be able to negotiate the best price.

Piloting: There was no such thing as a spice smuggler that couldn't fly a freighter like a pro, because they wound up dead their first blockade run. Essentially born in the cockpit of a spice freighter, Chigan boasted that he was one of the top freighter pilots in whatever system he happened to be in. Chigan's VCX-100 had been specifically modified to the suitability of him and his copilot, which has allowed him to escape the tight grip of Imperial frigates and star destroyers alike.

Strengths:

Long Range Combat:
Years of work with his DLT-20A blaster rifle allowed him to hone his skills of hunting prey, whether it be taking down an Imperial Patrol investigating his ship or some local monster who is in between him and his score. While he is essentially useless up close and personal, Chigan is well versed in taking down targets in a calm manner when he has a considerable distance from his target and they can't necessarily shoot back.

Numero Uno:
Typical of someone who was bounced around in slave deals, Chigan only cares about himself. Unlike the epic tales of Han Solo within the resistance, Chigan will not be returning to the battle in the brink of time. He'll be in hyperspace, most likely barreling to the nearest cantina to woo a pretty little twi'lek with his falsified stories of bravery while his friends die. Of course, that all changes if there's profit involved...

Weaknesses:

Open Combat: When faced with a situation that requires open combat, Chigan really doesn't have much of a chance. Without any armor, Chigan's primary method of lethality is sneaking up behind someone and eliminating them, preferably from a long distance. When it comes to open combat, Chigan often panics and finds the quickest way out of the hotzone. Once the blaster bolts stop whizzing by, he can focus and work on finding a solution, he may even consider returning fire at this point.

Melee: Without any real experience in melee combat, Chigan really has no chance when facing any sort of enemy in close range combat. Armed with a set of vibroknuckles, the best that Chigan can hope for is a lucky shot which would allow him to escape quickly. His weapon of choice is his holdout blaster, located in his boot. Provided he has a few seconds to take it out, the close range, high powered blaster can deliver a few deadly shots in a pinch. This isn't necessarily useful provided he's being attacked by more than one or two lightly armored enemies.

History:
Chigan's history is essentially a group of conflicting stories, with his 'legend' changing every time he begins drinking at a cantina. The true story isn't nearly as exciting as he makes it out to be, though every recipient of the epic tale does have a small portion of the truth after he's done talking. Chigan was born into a group of spice smugglers, working specifically for the Nar Shadaa Hutt cartels. At the age of seventeen standard years, Chigan's indentured servitude contract was sold to a group of specifically notorious spice runners. Operating out of the ship, the 'Nightstalker', Chigan began his first spice run to the planet of Naboo. In the midst of the deal, Republic security services came crashing down on the freighter's crew and the buyers. In the ensuing firefight, Chigan and three other slaves were able to retreat to the ship as the armed traders fought for their life. The only one with piloting experience, Chigan was able to commandeer the ship and leave the planet, leaving the smugglers to their death as their only source of cover was barreling away at the speed of light. Fast forward several years, Chigan had built himself a reputation within the ranks of the Imeperial Navy for being nearly impossible to catch. With a reward well over a hundred thousand credits on his head after accidentally shooting an Imperial Admiral, the entirety of the crew that escaped Naboo with him had left, barring one exception. Jakoli was a pilot and starship mechanic that could rival the skills of Chigan, though his age made him severely lacking in combat or ground operations. When it came to making transactions, local mercenary teams were often hired for Chigan to compensate for his aging partner in crime.

When news of the siege of Coruscant flooding the holonet, it became bad news for all smugglers and lowlives like Chigan. A militaristic dictatorship often presented a much larger challenge than a democracy in terms of blockades and how criminals were treated. Should Chigan plan to keep his business alive, he'd have to adapt to this new Galactic Empire or fight back. While billions of people either resisted or enlisted for personal belief or a lust for the maintenance of their desired society, Chigan's goal was to preserve his way of life. Pulling out of hyperspace by the planet Chandrila, Chigan began scanning the Holonet for a signal which would hopefully set him on the course of his first mission, assisting the Alliance to Restore the Republic.

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