Rex Piratum

Star Wars - Scum and Villainy

It all seemed to happen almost at once for Mongo, over his comm a voice came on as he was watching the action, his hand immediatly rushed to his ear and turned down the volume, the little voice had told him where to meet and his drinking companion was already gone, what was that she had said before leaving? Oh well, bottom's up. The little beeping sound in his ear reminded him that he needed to go. FINE, just one sip, and so he took it, feeling more than a little woozy, The Gungan got up and headed for the hanger.

Upon reaching it he found that he had to blink his eyes a great deal of times to maintain focus, but he was pretty sure he got the gist of it, good money for a prison break, not something outside of his skill set, still not something he specialized in, but it would be an interesting challenge.

"Doesn't sound too hard. I can rip a stormtrooper's arms off without a second thought; I don't need a blaster. I do have a question or two, though. This, uh, thirty thousand you're going to be paying up front, and the hundred thousand after; that is each right? Also, do you know if the guards are going to have any guns that can get around the whole 'draining electronics' thing?"

"Gooda question" Mongo was beginning to like this team, not so much their employer, a little bargaining was almost traditional when it came to jobs but still, an employer who knew when he was and wasn't getting screwed out of more money than was necessary was an employer to be watched. Of course the money was good. he waited a moment to see what would happen with Serka's question as he could feel the alcohol beginning to take its hold over him, good, he had done some of his best work hopped up on the stuff.

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Korvo took a deep breath a drew back his bow, he took a deep breath and released. The arrow whistled through the air as it flew along its path and Korvo watched as the poacher, who'd had no business in the forest, took it straight to the pupil, skirting down the tree he had climbed the man turned to his companion when he had reached the bottom of the tree

"That'll teach him eh?" the smile apparent on the faces of both creatures they began to stride over to the corpse and go through his pockets, finding a few coins, and various other trinkets the two sat down for a nice lunch.

"I can feel your stare on me Menina" the large black dog would have shrugged her shoulders innocently if she could have

"You think I should go" The half-naked man looked back at his companion "Well I already said I wouldn't, besides I haven't left since...."

A few minutes later, after eating, the two lay under some trees in the hot sun.

"Although, It might lead to some adventure, which could be fun" Korvo could swear that Menina raised an eyebrow

"Don't get smug.....Yes I know......Alright Fine" Korvo got up and began to head for the castle

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"Shut up Menina I knew it was that way"

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Upon reaching the Castle the two saw the line and were a bit taken aback, what was everybody in the whole kingdom here, I mean that was very possible, of course it didn't make sense that the king would invite the entire kingdom in that fashion, Of course kings did strange things, though on the other hand this one seemed to have a pretty tight grasp of things hmmmm

"Reeaaallly?" said an old man at the front of the line who seemed to be some kind of guard, if guards looked like ancient owls who had taken human shape, with unbelief and just the slightest touch of

"Really...?" Korvo replied, meeting the old man's gaze a little confused.

"Please leave your weapons and continue inside" The wizened man said after a long moment of stare downs. Korvo did so, feeling naked and having Menina growling at the old man the entire time but shutting up after getting a taste of the delicious food on the inside.

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Appearance:

Picture

Description:

The first thing people tend to notice about Korvo is his eyes. They are so green and angry all at the same time that people, or people who notice that kind of thing are often unnerved. The steel and fire in his eyes are unmistakeable, and as his wild black hair falls past his shoulders in a tail and his beard is overgrown, one might mistakenly get the sense that this man is pure wildness, but look beyond the fire of the lion and the strength of the bear in his limbs and face and into his eyes and deeper and one might catch a glimpse of the boy just trying to do his father proud

Name: Korvo Volkot

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Occupation: Guerilla Fighter, Hunter

Weaponry: Father's Curved Swords (One shown in picture), Bow and Arrow, throwing daggers.

Apparel: As pictured, with shirt occasionally

Equipment: Lucky charms, bag of money, various hunter's traps.

Skills: Hunting, Fighting, Surviving, Guerilla Warfare

Personality and Backstory

Personality: Tenacious, Stout-hearted, and not afraid to stand up for what he believes in, Korvo believes in things bigger than himself. Duty, perhaps not honor but some form of Honesty, and Justice, an idealist, but a laid back one, at least after one gets a couple of drinks in him.

Backstory: The son of a soldier and a mother who had loved him but not survived long after his birth, Korvo's early life was spent learning two things, how to survive in the wilderness and how to use his father's swords. When the war arose and the call for soldiers came in, Korvo's father, who was a hunter in his spare time, was sent out to meet the enemy, to fight for king and country, and months later Korvo was orphaned. But the teachings of his father, Duty, Honor, Tenacity and the value of certain things stayed with him. Despite this Korvo got mad, very mad. Passion and anger swelled up within him and those who saw him were scared, not because the rage inside him was seething out of him like a sirocco, but because it wasn't, because it was cold and solid and terrifying. Korvo left his hometown after that, nobody there has seen him since.

What happened to Korvo was that he, unable to be around people, fled to the woodlands, where he lived for years, protecting his newfound home against invasions of all kinds, poachers, ragtag mercenaries looking to burn it down, really anything that threatened his Forest. Along the way he made a friend, Menina was but a pup when Korvo found her, a broken leg kept her from doing anything so her pack had left her. Caring for the pup and nursing her back to health, The two formed a friendship unlike anything either'd had before. One day, out getting food, Korvo heard a strange sound that startled him, but later thought nothing of it, until he heard a rumor from some passing travelers that the king was searching out for those who had heard the sound, and thought that perhaps it might be interesting to see what came of paying the king a little visit.

Other: Korvo has a companion, I say companion because pet is not a good word for the relationship the two have, named Menina who is a dark black wolf, the two are partners, comrades, and friends, Menina accompanies Korvo wherever he goes and vice versa.

She looks like this

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I finally edited Korvo.

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@Rex Piratum

Scale it back a bit. Kind of crazy that he would manage to kill so many trained soldiers at such a young age.

@Heat

On it

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The backstory confused me. Did Korvo fight in the war? It ended ten years ago.

@Heat

No, he was rejected for some reason by the King's army, probably because, at 15, he was too young. But he packed up and put his skills to work, taking to the woods, eliminating any enemies he found there and protecting it from being torn apart by war.

If that's too much I can attempt to scale it back a bit, or make him older or something.

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Well, not my best ever, but here goes nothing

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Appearance:

Picture

Description:

The first thing people tend to notice about Korvo is his eyes. They are so green and angry all at the same time that people, or people who notice that kind of thing are often unnerved. The steel and fire in his eyes are unmistakeable, and as his wild black hair falls past his shoulders in a tail and his beard is overgrown, one might mistakenly get the sense that this man is pure wildness, but look beyond the fire of the lion and the strength of the bear in his limbs and face and into his eyes and deeper and one might catch a glimpse of the boy just trying to do his father proud

Name: Korvo Volkot

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

Occupation: Guerilla Fighter, Hunter

Weaponry: Father's Curved Swords (One shown in picture), Bow and Arrow, throwing daggers.

Apparel: As pictured, with shirt occasionally

Equipment: Lucky charms, bag of money, various hunter's traps.

Skills: Hunting, Fighting, Surviving, Guerilla Warfare

Personality and Backstory

Personality: Tenacious, Stout-hearted, and not afraid to stand up for what he believes in, Korvo believes in things bigger than himself. Duty, perhaps not honor but some form of Honesty, and Justice, an idealist, but a laid back one, at least after one gets a couple of drinks in him.

Backstory: The son of a soldier and a mother who had loved him but not survived long after his birth, Korvo's early life was spent learning two things, how to survive in the wilderness and how to use his father's swords. When the war arose and the call for soldiers came in, Korvo's father, who was a hunter in his spare time, was sent out to meet the enemy, to fight for king and country, and months later Korvo was orphaned. But the teachings of his father, Duty, Honor, Tenacity and the value of certain things stayed with him. Despite this Korvo got mad, very mad. Passion and anger swelled up within him and those who saw him were scared, not because the rage inside him was seething out of him like a sirocco, but because it wasn't, because it was cold and solid and terrifying. Korvo left his hometown after that, nobody there has seen him since.

What happened to Korvo was that he, unable to be around people, fled to the woodlands, where he lived for years, protecting his newfound home against invasions of all kinds, poachers, ragtag mercenaries looking to burn it down, really anything that threatened his Forest. Along the way he made a friend, Menina was but a pup when Korvo found her, a broken leg kept her from doing anything so her pack had left her. Caring for the pup and nursing her back to health, The two formed a friendship unlike anything either'd had before. One day, out getting food, Korvo heard a strange sound that startled him, but later thought nothing of it, until he heard a rumor from some passing travelers that the king was searching out for those who had heard the sound, and thought that perhaps it might be interesting to see what came of paying the king a little visit.

Other: Korvo has a companion, I say companion because pet is not a good word for the relationship the two have, named Menina who is a dark black wolf, the two are partners, comrades, and friends, Menina accompanies Korvo wherever he goes and vice versa.

She looks like this

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Star Wars - Scum and Villainy

Mongo watched in awed silence as the Besalisk male was taken out by the Mandalorian. It was clean, it was efficient, and it was nonchalant, professional was the word that came to mind. After the shooting it was as if the entire bar had stopped what it was doing to turn and look at what was going on, not an uncommon occurrence as anything that was violent was generally more exciting than what people were doing. Then, an intense moment later, the two that were still standing sat down next to each other, and the rest of the bar went back to their business, and Mongo, having finished his drink, ordered two of whatever it was that the reptilian woman was having, and then grabbed the large glasses and headed over to sit down next to the intriguing creature.

Or he was, until some maniac pulled a sword on the cute little Twi'lek, getting up suddenly and almost knocking Mongo over, thankfully Gungans were made of more bendable stuff than that and he quickly recovered. Mongo debated saying something to the man, but he figured that anybody willing to point a sword at a person in a bar where not minutes before someone had been gunned down, probably didn't need the Gungan's help to look foolish, so he made his way over to where the Reptilian was sitting and, placing the two tankards down, raised his in a toasting motion, and looked over at the action.

"Thisa outta be good" Mongo casually spoke to his new tablemate.

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Mongo was wandering around, and had found that he was aboard one of the largest ships he had ever seen, this Dreadnaught felt more like a planet than a ship, but, hey, if this is where the guy wanted to meet, this is where Mongo would meet him, customer service was important, or so he had learned. Mongo was especially curious about his employer. Most people preferred an amount of anonymity in these kinds of dealings, but this man had sent not just an encrypted message to Mongo but the message itself had been an entire scavenger hunt/puzzle game in and of themselves, all which showed a certain amount of knowledge about Mongo that equal parts worried and intrigued him, so he took the job, but he wasn't all that sure about this whole "team" idea, people in this business typically didn't play well with others. "Oh, well" he thought to himself, it would just add a new level of difficulty to the game, challenging him even more.

It was then that it occured to Mongo that he'd forgotten to visit the sanctuary, surely there must be one on a Ship of this size, so, pulling up a map, Mongo headed for the cantina. Upon arrival he headed straight for the bar and ordered his Kashyyykan Bitter Berry Beer, paid the bartender, and then looked at his surroundings, most noticeably He could see that there was a pretty Twi'lek girl getting hit on by several male folk, all the attention seemed to be on her though, and girls like that never went for guys like him, a large reptilian type who seemed to be using up the entire booth and then some, and then something that REALLY intrigued him, the bar of course had its lowlife's skulking in the back corner, and Mongo kept an eye on them, never could be too careful, however, placed just right of center in the bar, was a human female, drinking water and sitting in a place where she thought that she was hiding in plain sight, an interesting tactic. Mongo leaned against the bar and watched the scene with interest.

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I'm working on a kind of Guerilla Fighter/Ranger type character if this isn't getting too crowded, Should be up by sometime tommorow, sorry, I'm a bit of a slow CS builder :/