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The Crystal's Call

Alec Xu

Name: Alec Xu
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Description:
Alec is fairly plain looking, blending easily into any crowd of Asian people. He is very typical of an Asian, black hair, a slightly darker skin color, short, only standing at 160cm/5'3". Looking closer however there are a few details that makes him stand out, there's a few white hairs on his head, though not many. He has a scar cutting slightly into the right side of his hairline and his eyes are a lighter shade of brown. Despite wearing glasses and being so short, Alec is surprisingly strong, having a decent amount of muscle. Though it doesn't show much, he's got a layer of fluff covering most of it as a result of his currently less active lifestyle. Alec usually wears black jeans, comfortable shoes, a shirt and some sort of jacket or coat over it all.

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Personality:
Alec used to be a very calm and collected person, nothing could upset him and his temper was an iceberg. That changed. Although he is still a relaxed individual and his temper is slow to rise, he is much more in touch with his emotions now as opposed to a few years ago. Although he has a pretty good grip on his emotions now, he is still finding new things about himself, what makes him upset, happy, and so on. At his core, Alec is a kind person, he wants to help and he has the will to, but often his head gets in the way of that. He is a thoughtful person, always thinking about strategies and whats going on, the gears in his head are always turning. Although he used to be a natural follower, he's found himself taking charge more, offering advice and giving out orders to a team of would be slackers. However if the group already has a leader, he is fully capable of following orders and staying a follower.

Alec has become a much quieter person, a few years ago he was talkative, enjoyed the company of others but now he simply enjoys time alone. Though he knows that he needs to socialize to get himself out of a hole sometimes, he does so only in the company of good friends, and people he knows. When in the company of strangers, Alec prefers to observe making him particularly perceptive, speaking up only when required or when he should. He believes now that actions speak louder than words, and will often help with as little words as possible. Although in the company of good friends, he easily becomes his older, more talkative self again.

When he has to speak Alec is a very polite speaker in nearly all situations, save for dire events. His indoor voice is quiet, almost a mumble, but thanks to the teachings of his eldest brother, he's learned how to project a truly loud, authoritative voice. Which helps a lot during public speaking, or talking to other divers over the sound of a boat engine. Alec has gone into a shell, and is only just starting to come back out again. He feels it, he knows it, but he just wants to take his time with it.

History:
Alec grew up in the shadow of his three older brothers, older than him by a number of years. While his brothers showed exceptional intelligence or physical ability, Alec seemed incredibly ordinary in comparison. They shot through middle school and high school, taking advanced classes, joining the sports teams then off to college immediately. Alec in comparison took the standard classes, with a wide variety of optional classes. His parents quickly gave up on him, letting him do what he wanted, education wise. While his brothers grew up under the strict oversight of their parents, Alec was given a wide berth, and a lot of freedom.

In elementary school, Alec was just like any other kid, taking classes, having fun at recess, slacking off on his studies. His brothers were protective of him, instead of antagonistic. They supported him, teaching him what they knew from the more advanced classes in clever ways, through games. Perhaps at the request of their parents, Alec never asked. Exposed to a variety of concepts and activities, he found himself drawn to books and science, though he didn't pursue this interest until much later. During middle school his brothers began to find hobbies, music, sports, research. Again, Alec was exposed to a variety of interests. He took up fencing with one of his brothers, and casually read science books and watched science themed showed with another brother, and playing video games on his own. Alec floated through middle school, taking the normal classes and whatever optional classes interested him.

It wasn't until high school that Alec got an idea. He had been fencing alongside his brother for a number of years now, and had gotten pretty good. Like middle school, he floated through high school, until he took a marine biology class during his third year of high school. There he met a number of good friends, and he studied under a passionate teacher. It was there that he felt something, not just 'alright', he felt a groove. Something that made him look forward to a subject. He met a girl there, they shared similar interests, he thought she was beautiful, she thought he was funny, everything was okay in the world and nothing could ever ruin that. They studied fish together, discussed the ocean temperatures, watched television shows about the world and its natural wildlife together. They continued like for a handful of years, happy. And then she had to move. She decided it was better to split up than to attempt a long distance relationship, and she left.

Alec was ruined, he took a break from college, stopped fencing, doing nothing but floating. Just staying afloat. For two years, he was in and out of school, didn't have a job, he dove into video games as a form of escapism. He did nothing for two years, feeling confused, frustrated, heartbroken, had a million questions for her but didn't have the courage to ask after they had stopped talking. Gradually, he felt a feeling of unease, that he needed to do something. That small feeling grew larger and larger and kept growing until he decided to do something about it. He started taking classes again, he got a job, took up diving as a hobby, transferred to a college and started studying marine biology. He had set a plan and now he could see the stepping stones to achieve his goals, he was taking those steps with the help of his brothers.

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Elemental Alignment: Water
Crystal Form: A belt buckle. Made with a rectangle stainless steel frame, covered by a black painted steel cover. The cover has a design etched onto the right corner, the roman numeral for one, revealing the lapis lazuli stone. Beneath the cover lies a square cut piece of the stone.

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Other:
- Alec is a huge nerd, an avid reader of comics, and well versed in the lores of several science fiction and fantasy settings.
- Has an interest in Historical European Martial Arts, but has never actually practiced any of it.
- Alec's everyday carry is his wallet, phone, keychain, pocket knife, pen, waterproof watch and waterproof pen light.
- Has a not so funny story about how he found his lucky lapis belt buckle, he takes it everywhere now, even on dives.
- He's planning on learning martial arts in the near future, once he finds the money for it.
- The youngest of four brothers.
- The eldest brother became an accomplished soldier, currently serving in a group of the special forces that Alec always forgets the name of.
- The second oldest brother is a microbiologist and Alec considers him leagues more intelligent than any of the others.
- The third oldest brother owns a successful restaurant and is an experienced chef.
- The youngest, Alec, wants to look at fish for a living.

- 518EDC

The Crystal's Call

Sorry I took a bit, kind of busy. Here's the 1.0 of my sheet, might change, add, or remove a few minor things here or there. But this right here is overall what I'm aiming for.

v1.0

Alec Xu, Water

Name: Alec Xu
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Description:
Alec is fairly plain looking, blending easily into any crowd of Asian people. He is very typical of an Asian, black hair, a slightly darker skin color, short, only standing at 160cm/5'3". Looking closer however there are a few details that makes him stand out, there's a few white hairs on his head, though not many. He has a scar cutting slightly into the right side of his hairline and his eyes are a lighter shade of brown. Despite wearing glasses and being so short, Alec is surprisingly strong, having a decent amount of muscle. Though it doesn't show much, he's got a layer of fluff covering most of it as a result of his currently less active lifestyle. Alec usually wears black jeans, comfortable shoes, a shirt and some sort of jacket or coat over it all.

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Personality:
Alec used to be a very calm and collected person, nothing could upset him and his temper was an iceberg. That changed. Although he is still a relaxed individual and his temper is slow to rise, he is much more in touch with his emotions now as opposed to a few years ago. Although he has a pretty good grip on his emotions now, he is still finding new things about himself, what makes him upset, happy, and so on. At his core, Alec is a kind person, he wants to help and he has the will to, but often his head gets in the way of that. He is a thoughtful person, always thinking about strategies and whats going on, the gears in his head are always turning. Although he used to be a natural follower, he's found himself taking charge more, offering advice and giving out orders to a team of would be slackers. However if the group already has a leader, he is fully capable of following orders and staying a follower.

Alec has become a much quieter person, a few years ago he was talkative, enjoyed the company of others but now he simply enjoys time alone. Though he knows that he needs to socialize to get himself out of a hole sometimes, he does so only in the company of good friends, and people he knows. When in the company of strangers, Alec prefers to observe making him particularly perceptive, speaking up only when required or when he should. He believes now that actions speak louder than words, and will often help with as little words as possible. Although in the company of good friends, he easily becomes his older, more talkative self again.

When he has to speak Alec is a very polite speaker in nearly all situations, save for dire events. His indoor voice is quiet, almost a mumble, but thanks to the teachings of his eldest brother, he's learned how to project a truly loud, authoritative voice. Which helps a lot during public speaking, or talking to other divers over the sound of a boat engine. Alec has gone into a shell, and is only just starting to come back out again. He feels it, he knows it, but he just wants to take his time with it.

History:
Alec grew up in the shadow of his three older brothers, older than him by a number of years. While his brothers showed exceptional intelligence or physical ability, Alec seemed incredibly ordinary in comparison. They shot through middle school and high school, taking advanced classes, joining the sports teams then off to college immediately. Alec in comparison took the standard classes, with a wide variety of optional classes. His parents quickly gave up on him, letting him do what he wanted, education wise. While his brothers grew up under the strict oversight of their parents, Alec was given a wide berth, and a lot of freedom.

In elementary school, Alec was just like any other kid, taking classes, having fun at recess, slacking off on his studies. His brothers were protective of him, instead of antagonistic. They supported him, teaching him what they knew from the more advanced classes in clever ways, through games. Perhaps at the request of their parents, Alec never asked. Exposed to a variety of concepts and activities, he found himself drawn to books and science, though he didn't pursue this interest until much later. During middle school his brothers began to find hobbies, music, sports, research. Again, Alec was exposed to a variety of interests. He took up fencing with one of his brothers, and casually read science books and watched science themed showed with another brother, and playing video games on his own. Alec floated through middle school, taking the normal classes and whatever optional classes interested him.

It wasn't until high school that Alec got an idea. He had been fencing alongside his brother for a number of years now, and had gotten pretty good. Like middle school, he floated through high school, until he took a marine biology class during his third year of high school. There he met a number of good friends, and he studied under a passionate teacher. It was there that he felt something, not just 'alright', he felt a groove. Something that made him look forward to a subject. He met a girl there, they shared similar interests, he thought she was beautiful, she thought he was funny, everything was okay in the world and nothing could ever ruin that. They studied fish together, discussed the ocean temperatures, watched television shows about the world and its natural wildlife together. They continued like for a handful of years, happy. And then she had to move. She decided it was better to split up than to attempt a long distance relationship, and she left.

Alec was ruined, he took a break from college, stopped fencing, doing nothing but floating. Just staying afloat. For two years, he was in and out of school, didn't have a job, he dove into video games as a form of escapism. He did nothing for two years, feeling confused, frustrated, heartbroken, had a million questions for her but didn't have the courage to ask after they had stopped talking. Gradually, he felt a feeling of unease, that he needed to do something. That small feeling grew larger and larger and kept growing until he decided to do something about it. He started taking classes again, he got a job, took up diving as a hobby, transferred to a college and started studying marine biology. He had set a plan and now he could see the stepping stones to achieve his goals, he was taking those steps with the help of his brothers.

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Elemental Alignment: Water
Crystal Form: A belt buckle. Made with a rectangle stainless steel frame, covered by a black painted steel cover. The cover has a design etched onto the right corner, the roman numeral for one, revealing the lapis lazuli stone. Beneath the cover lies a square cut piece of the stone.

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Other:
- Alec is a huge nerd, an avid reader of comics, and well versed in the lores of several science fiction and fantasy settings.
- Has an interest in Historical European Martial Arts, but has never actually practiced any of it.
- Alec's everyday carry is his wallet, phone, keychain, pocket knife, pen, waterproof watch and waterproof pen light.
- Has a not so funny story about how he found his lucky lapis belt buckle, he takes it everywhere now, even on dives.
- He's planning on learning martial arts in the near future, once he finds the money for it.
- The youngest of four brothers.
- The eldest brother became an accomplished soldier, currently serving in a group of the special forces that Alec always forgets the name of.
- The second oldest brother is a microbiologist and Alec considers him leagues more intelligent than any of the others.
- The third oldest brother owns a successful restaurant and is an experienced chef.
- The youngest, Alec, wants to look at fish for a living.

- 518EDC

Indulge the creation of a not so old lady?

I think I would prefer air over the other elements.
Nevermind, I gave it a bit of thought and I think I'd pick water as my first choice.

Indulge the creation of a not so old lady?

Count me in

I've always liked the idea of isekai, the another world sort of thing.

Star Wars: The Bigger Picture

Verro Tallav
Jedha City, Jedha

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She looked frightened at first, given his sudden appearance, and the over abundance of pirates, bandits, and bounty hunters in the mid and outer rim, he didn't blame her. In an effort to seem more friendly, he pulled down the cloth that concealed his face. It took her a moment, but she took the communications module out of his backpack and examined it closely. Seemingly deep in thought, no doubt seeing things and connections in the device that Verro had no clue about. He set the backpack down on the ground and leaned over to look at her astromech droid, he had met a few before, but never really talked to any. All he knew about them was that they were extremely useful and pretty much the multitool of droids. The droid itself seemed rather unimpressive, basically the shape of a domed trashcan with wheels, but he knew that it was much more. He looked back at the woman, who glanced back up to him.

“You roughed this up pretty bad, but I think I can fix it.” She reported. Verro smiled at the news, for an hour he couldn't find a module that fit exactly in the slot in his backpack, and he preferred that model anyways. She pulled out a bottle of orange liquid, then introduced her droid. Kay6, as her personal soldering tool. The droid spoke up and judging by the womans response, it sounded like the droid took a little bit of offense. He wondered if the droid had any weapons and made a personal note to not irritate it until he found out. She continued, explaining that she only carried a few solders on her for Kay6's repairs. She then said something interesting, offering the idea that he should get a communicator with more durability. Verro looked at Kay6, then at the radio the mechanic held in her hands. He didn't get shot in the back often and he wasn't sure if there were any that fit his backpack slot, but maybe he could up-armor it. He thought about simply covering it in durasteel or plastoid, but he needed to access its controls in case he needed to make a long range communication. She spoke up again and Verro shelved the thought, he'd maybe sketch something out later.

She said that she could repair it, albeit only a temporary fix. But that still made Verro glad, she bantered with her droid for a little, then carefully looked at the guardsman. “You are a friend aren’t you?”
Verro inhaled, taking a moment, "As long as you're not a pirate or bandit looking to raid shipping vessels, I'm sure we'll get along." he replied. She didn't look like a bandit, and she didn't seem predatory like most of those types of criminals are. She seemed like a good person. He spoke up again, "And... it wasn't entirely my fault. The communicator," he clarified, "raiders boarded the vessel I was tasked with guarding. A younger guardsman beside me took a blaster bolt to the shoulder, I had to turn around and apply medical aid immediately. A bolt to the shoulder could cause permanent damage if it healed wrong, worse yet if the bolt punctured any of the arteries he could have been in serious trouble. While I was examining his wound they shot me in the back, comms kit took the blast." He gestured towards it, "Probably owe it my life. If I didn't have my ruck on, the bolt might have gone through the back of my head." the guardsman explained, tapping the side of his helmet. He shook his head and crossed his arms, "What kind of person shoots a guy providing medical...", he grumbled, glancing to the floor. He looked back up to the woman. "The kid is fine, by the way, he luckily had plating that took the brunt of the laser. He just had some minor burning, bruising and some superficial puncture wounds from spalling. Should be out with a doctor right now." Verro said, point out towards the city with his thumb
Verro glanced up to the sky, "Since we're friends, I'm Verro Tallav." he put a hand on his over his heart and bowed slightly, "Merchant guard and occasional hostage rescuer." He extended a gloved hand for a handshake, "Your name? I don't have a lot of friends around Jedha."

Star Wars: The Bigger Picture

I'll get a post up!
Soon!
eventually

Star Wars: The Bigger Picture

Verro Tallav
Jedha City, Jedha

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The cargo freighter landed with an audible thud, it was hauling food and water for the city, and a number of guards were hired to protect the crew in the case of a pirate boarding action. Actually a fairly large number. The route the captain chose for the haul was a dangerous one, patrols were infrequent, and pirates were plenty, looking to hit any cargo ship foolish enough to take the route. But it was the quickest way to Jedha. Unfortunately the guards weren't notified of the route until after they were en route. This included one Verro Tallav, who ended up being the most experienced merchant guard there. Many of the hired guards were young and inexperienced, thinking that a ship hauling food and water wouldn't attract any attention. An easy job for some easy credits.

When the pirates ambushed the freighter, apparently they didn't get the memo that this was supposed to be an easy job for a beginner crew and guard compliment. They struck first with ion cannons, disabling the ships engines and defensive systems. Then they boarded the freighter. The crew panicked, the guards got scared, and Verro quickly picked up his blaster carbine. He was quickly beginning to regret taking this job, but the destination was Jedha. The Jedha City. Verro quickly rallied the inexperienced guards and had them hold critical choke points while the crew worked on bringing the ship systems back online to contact an Imperial patrol. The pirates were ruthless, thinking that the cargo hold contained treasures or relics. Greed blinded them to the truth. The engagement lasted about four hours, once the communications were brought back online, the captain was able to contact a nearby Imperial cruiser, which came to their aid.

When the freighter landed and the doors opened, the air of Jedha City mixed with the somewhat stale recycled air of the starship. Verro furrowed his brow at the smell of the fresher air. The smells of Jedha City came with it. It was... not as bad as some other places, Verro decided. He pulled up his cloth mask over his face in an attempt to filter some of it out. He stepped off the ship, onto the firm dirt of the city. He felt the sand crunch, the chilly winds bite at his exposed skin, and the occasional heat wave from the still warm engines of the ship. It was good to be back on a planet. Verro looked up, seeing the singular Star Destroyer, looming over head. He sighed quietly, the Imperials didn't put a ship like that just anywhere. They were doing something here, and someone was pushing back. Verro walked towards the spaceport exit, following by half a dozen other merchant guard. A small squad of Stormtroopers stood by the gate. One approached Verro and put his hand up.
"Halt. Papers please." The Stormtrooper requested.
"Of course." Verro replied politely. He unplugged his earpiece and took off his backpack, setting it on the floor. The communicator module of the backpack was blasted and destroyed. Verro unzipped a pocket and took out a small folded piece of paper, handing it to the Stormtrooper. Verro then unzipped his jacket and took out a small booklet from under it. The trooper flipped through both pieces, occasionally glancing at Verro. He noticed two more blaster marks on Verro's body, one on his gut and another on his chest. The Stormtrooper looked at the blasted backpack.
"Bad day at work?" The Stormtrooper asked, tilting his helmeted head. Verro simply nodded. "Everything's in order, here." the Stormtrooper handed back the paper and booklet. Verro took back his papers, zipped up his jacket, put his backpack back on and headed off into the city.

He had a couple of things to buy. A few power packs for his blasters, a stun grenade, but that wasn't likely to happen, two medpacs... luckily he had just been paid, and was a couple hundred credits richer. He walked through the busy market, managing to find himself two medpacs to resupply himself, some power packs for his carbine but none for his sidearm. He also needed a new communications module, or someone who could fix it. Verro wandered for half an hour before hearing something. By luck, chance or something else entirely, he heard the chirping of an astromech droid over the sounds of the busy market. The guard wandered towards it, hearing more chirping, then someone talking as if replying to it. He was close now. Though he couldn't make out the words said, or understand the binary that the droid was speaking. If that person owned an astromech droid they were likely a mechanic or pilot, and could probably have a spare communications module. Or they'd have enough mechanical knowledge to fix the one he had, or maybe even the astromech droid could fix it, he reasoned. After a few moments more, Verro glanced around a corner and saw a shorter, darker skinned woman in front of an astrodroid. He blinked for a second, then cleared his throat.
"Excuse me, you wouldn't happen to have a spare communications module, or happen to know how to fix one?" He asked, taking his backpack off to show her the damage.

Star Wars: The Bigger Picture

Verro Tallav, Mirialan Mercenary

Name: Verro Tallav
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Species: Mirialan
Homeworld: Mirial
Occupation: Mercenary

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Appearance: Verro is a slightly below average height Mirialan, standing at 5 feet 7 inches. His skin is yellow green, slightly more yellow, one of the common Mirialan skin colors. His tattoos are fairly average for his age as well. He has one across his the bridge of his nose, bracketed by two more. He has one on his chin, and a cluster of diamonds between his emerald green eyes. He keeps his ash grey hair in a simple, low maintenance, high and tight style. He has an athletic build, thanks to years of an active lifestyle.

Skills: Having been a former security officer, Verro is familiar with hand to hand techniques, basic medical, blasters, and close quarters action. Having since resigned from his post, he has only gotten better at close quarters combat, shooting, grappling, and he capitalizes on his natural agility by practicing his acrobatic skill. Combined, his speed, agility, and preference towards fighting in short range, culminates into something that common soldiers have difficulty keeping up with. As a soldier, Verro is very impressive. However in almost every other category, he suffers. He has no knowledge whatsoever of mechanics, electronics, engineering, and his education is average at best.

Personality: Verro is a quiet, thoughtful man, always taking the time to think about what he's about to say and taking him time to say it. During combat his communications, if he has allies, are short and concise, never speaking more than needed. He's quick thinking and perceptive. Calm and collected. His temper is nearly non-existent, and he's open minded to new cultures and teachings. Verro is not hesitant to admit that he doesn't know something, and if someone offers to extend their knowledge, he always takes advantage and tries to learn as best he can. Despite that he always seems to be distant, a side effect of his tendency to travel. He's learned to always keep people at arms length, it makes goodbyes easy, and if they get hurt he's able to control his emotions to more logically assess the situation. For the few people he has an emotional connection to, he would travel across the galaxy to go to their aid, and he knows he would. He tries to keep that amount of people rather low.

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Biography:
Born in 30 BBY on the Mirialan homeworld of Mirial, his childhood was fairly normal. His father was a civil engineer and his mother a doctor, his extended family was huge, with a dozen uncles and aunts, dozens of cousins. The Tallav family was very close knit, having family gatherings and parties often. He was 12 when the Clone Wars broke out, and someone from his fathers past came by to tell them about it. His father and mother debated leaving Mirial, and soon his uncles and aunts joined the discussion. The world was in separatist space, and they knew the Republic wouldn't treat their citizens harshly. They weren't so certain about the separatists. About half of the family decided to stay of Mirial, while Verro, his mother, father and the other half decided to move to Republic space. The family scattered, and Verro ended up moving to Coruscant. His father helped design and construct airfields and bases for the Republic army, while his mother worked in a hospital treating heavily wounded Clone Troopers.

The mysterious man from his fathers past, Verro's godfather, visited occasionally. Every time he visited, he taught Verro something new. How to shoot, how to defend himself, how soldiers fought and moved on the battlefield. His father didn't object, fearing the new, more unstable galaxy. His mother protested, but she never went further than expressing her distaste at her son learning to fight. Over the years he often visited a small garrison of Coruscant Guard, the clone troopers there enjoying his visits. Verro asked them to teach him how to fight, and they obliged. As the Clone Wars came to a close, Verro's friends at the garrison became more and more distant. When the Great Jedi Purge began, the Coruscant Guard told Verro to stop visiting, one trooper admitting that he thought the galaxy was going to become a much darker place over the next few decades.

A few weeks later, his godfather visited once more. He walked directly to Verro's father and the two began to argue for what seemed like forever. Eventually, his godfather won the argument, and gave Verro a pistol. He said it was for his own protection. His family, lead by his godfather moved back to Mirial. One by one, his aunts and uncles came back from the other planets, reuniting the family. His godfather settled on Mirial as well, living about a long walks distance away from Verro's home. At the age of 16, Verro joined the planet militia. Sweeping through basic training, thanks to the training his godfather and his former friends at the Coruscant garrison gave him. Verro continued to train with his godfather and did nothing much for the next two years.

Discontent with his current situation and feeling that he was meant for something more, he saved up his credits, bought his own armor and a blaster, and handed in his resignation. He told his family that he was going to travel, and they gave him their blessings. He took a job as a merchant guard and left Mirial. He ended up near Mandalore, used the money he earned to buy more equipment, then took on another merchant guard job to a new place. Then he kept on going, eventually becoming hired gun, asking more experienced guards and bounty hunters for tips and training as much as he could. Eventually Verro became known amongst the merchants as a vigilant guard, capable in combat and honorable. During one job a wealthy merchant admitted that his daughter had been kidnapped by the local gang, and Verro offered his services to rescue her. Verro and two other merchant guards were hired to rescue her, and with a quick operation, she was safe and the gangs were arrested and turned to the local authorities. Verro's reputation increased and he began to take more varied tasks, including hostage rescue, weapons and equipment testing, security testing, bodyguard tasks, material liberation, almost always from the same merchants who had hired him as a simple guard.

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Armory

Weapons: Verro has a myriad of weapons on him while on duty, having taken a page or two from the famous Mandalorian warriors, just by glancing at his weapons one could easily think he were one. He himself holds more than one customized weapon system, sinking a lot of credits into their modifications. He doesn't regret the cost though, on more than one occasion he strongly believes that his custom equipment has saved his skin.

He carries one, heavily modified DXR-6 Heavy Carbine. The modifications include shortening the barrel of the carbine, reducing its accuracy slightly, but making it easily to maneuver with, changing the aesthetic of the weapon to fit his preferences, cutting the stock and replacing it with a lightweight extendable stock, and cutting the macrobinocular scope out. Replacing the scope is a simple carrying handle with flip up iron sights. The handle is lined with railing, so Verro can reattach the scope for longer range shooting. All of the modifications considered, the weapon is only a DXR-6 internally. Externally the weapon is much lighter, much more compact, and more suited towards closer quarters combat than a standard unmodified DXR-6.

Verro carries two sidearms, following the teachings of his godfather. A gift from his godfather, his first blaster, is an old but well maintained DC-15s Sidearm Blaster, issued to Clone Commandos. Verro asked his godfather where he got such an uncommon weapon, but he simply winked and then changed the subject. The side arm has a small magazine, fairly low strength and little penetrating power, but it got the job done, had a recharging power cell and weapon is fairly small. Verro uses its smaller size to his advantage, hiding the weapon and its holster on his lower back just below his backpack. Although there are smaller blaster pistols, holdout blasters in particular, he prefers this weapon.
His second blaster pistol is not as inconspicuous. His DT-29 Heavy Blaster Pistol is an incredibly powerful sidearm, with power and armor penetration not expected from a blaster pistol. Though it only holds six bolts per energy pack, one well placed shot will take down any heavy infantryman, or even damage an armored vehicle when shot at in the right places. Verro has only just recently acquired this weapon, and is constantly fiddling with it to get used to the weapon. This is his primary side arm now, with his DC-15s being his back up.

Verro has heard many stories about the peerless Mandalorian warriors throughout history, about the Grand Army of the Republic's special forces clones, ARC troopers and Clone Commandos, and he looks up to them as unparalleled soldiers. In imitation of these great warriors, he has adopted the style of wrist mounted weaponry.
On his left gauntlet he has a portable energy shield, based on the designs of the Death Watch Portable Shield that the Nite Owls used. The original design of the shield was circular and fairly small. Verro's shield however is tower shaped, in an oval, large enough to cover his torso and extend down to the middle of his thigh if he were standing straight.
His right gauntlet houses two weapons, the MM9 Rocket System, and the Dur-24 Wrist Laser. He very rarely uses these wrist mounted weapons, as the habit of firing wrist rockets can get very expensive, very quickly. And the Dur-24 Wrist Laser, despite it being as powerful as a blaster rifle, is difficult to aim at range and can't fire in rapid succession. Both of his knuckle plates houses a hidden vibroblade, based on the designs of the Clone Commandos Katarn gauntlet vibroblade. Verro has another vibroknife strapped to his right boot, though he has never actually killed anyone with the knife, he does use it often to open boxes, tins of food, or threaten someone when he needs emphasis.

Armor and Equipment: Verro has a particular suit of armor that most would call excessive.
His 'armor' is a mix of clothing, plating, and armorweave. There's layers to it, and looking at Verro wearing all of it, it's difficult to discern where the it all starts and ends. Firstly he wears simple cloth shorts, socks, and a shirt. Layered on top is his plate armor. He has a breastplate, upper leg plates, pauldrons and upper arm plates. The armor is composite, plastoid layered on top of durasteel. Lastly he wears an armorweave jacket, gorget and pants over the armor, concealing it from sight. He reasons that without visible hard armor plating most enemies would shoot at his center mass, where he is actually most protected, instead of aiming at the weakpoints between his armor plating.
His helmet and gauntlets are made of durasteel, although they've been layered with plastoid, effectively matching the same composite armor style as the rest of his plate armor. His boots are simple hiking boots, comfortable, and unarmored. His goggles are black tinted and contains a very basic heads up display, time, compass, and a lowlight vision mode. Often placed in a pouch on his belt is an armored mask with a built in rebreather, he uses this when there's toxic or poisonous gas in the atmosphere, or smoke. The helmet has a basic heads up display that for the most part matches his goggles, it displays time, a compass, and features a lowlight and an additional thermal vision mode.

Verro wears a belt, tactical vest and backpack, all carrying his various pieces of equipment. His belt carries various things, a multitool, several pouches of energy packs for his side arm, four grenade pouches holding two thermal detonators and two stun grenades, and a medpack. He has two pouches containing his wrist rockets, six anti armor and six anti personnel mini rockets. His vest has pouches for even more energy packs, mostly for his blaster carbine, and his backpack has a communications device wired to his helmet, as well as an additional medpack, rations, and space for other items.

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@AnnaBeth

When you are available, could you look over my Character sheet?
I've attached it below so you don't have to go looking for it. No rush though, I can wait.

Verro Tallav, Mirialan Mercenary

Name: Verro Tallav
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Species: Mirialan
Homeworld: Mirial
Occupation: Mercenary

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Appearance: Verro is a slightly below average height Mirialan, standing at 5 feet 7 inches. His skin is yellow green, slightly more yellow, one of the common Mirialan skin colors. His tattoos are fairly average for his age as well. He has one across his the bridge of his nose, bracketed by two more. He has one on his chin, and a cluster of diamonds between his emerald green eyes. He keeps his ash grey hair in a simple, low maintenance, high and tight style. He has an athletic build, thanks to years of an active lifestyle.

Skills: Having been a former security officer, Verro is familiar with hand to hand techniques, basic medical, blasters, and close quarters action. Having since resigned from his post, he has only gotten better at close quarters combat, shooting, grappling, and he capitalizes on his natural agility by practicing his acrobatic skill. Combined, his speed, agility, and preference towards fighting in short range, culminates into something that common soldiers have difficulty keeping up with. As a soldier, Verro is very impressive. However in almost every other category, he suffers. He has no knowledge whatsoever of mechanics, electronics, engineering, and his education is average at best.

Personality: Verro is a quiet, thoughtful man, always taking the time to think about what he's about to say and taking him time to say it. During combat his communications, if he has allies, are short and concise, never speaking more than needed. He's quick thinking and perceptive. Calm and collected. His temper is nearly non-existent, and he's open minded to new cultures and teachings. Verro is not hesitant to admit that he doesn't know something, and if someone offers to extend their knowledge, he always takes advantage and tries to learn as best he can. Despite that he always seems to be distant, a side effect of his tendency to travel. He's learned to always keep people at arms length, it makes goodbyes easy, and if they get hurt he's able to control his emotions to more logically assess the situation. For the few people he has an emotional connection to, he would travel across the galaxy to go to their aid, and he knows he would. He tries to keep that amount of people rather low.

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Biography:
Born in 30 BBY on the Mirialan homeworld of Mirial, his childhood was fairly normal. His father was a civil engineer and his mother a doctor, his extended family was huge, with a dozen uncles and aunts, dozens of cousins. The Tallav family was very close knit, having family gatherings and parties often. He was 12 when the Clone Wars broke out, and someone from his fathers past came by to tell them about it. His father and mother debated leaving Mirial, and soon his uncles and aunts joined the discussion. The world was in separatist space, and they knew the Republic wouldn't treat their citizens harshly. They weren't so certain about the separatists. About half of the family decided to stay of Mirial, while Verro, his mother, father and the other half decided to move to Republic space. The family scattered, and Verro ended up moving to Coruscant. His father helped design and construct airfields and bases for the Republic army, while his mother worked in a hospital treating heavily wounded Clone Troopers.

The mysterious man from his fathers past, Verro's godfather, visited occasionally. Every time he visited, he taught Verro something new. How to shoot, how to defend himself, how soldiers fought and moved on the battlefield. His father didn't object, fearing the new, more unstable galaxy. His mother protested, but she never went further than expressing her distaste at her son learning to fight. Over the years he often visited a small garrison of Coruscant Guard, the clone troopers there enjoying his visits. Verro asked them to teach him how to fight, and they obliged. As the Clone Wars came to a close, Verro's friends at the garrison became more and more distant. When the Great Jedi Purge began, the Coruscant Guard told Verro to stop visiting, one trooper admitting that he thought the galaxy was going to become a much darker place over the next few decades.

A few weeks later, his godfather visited once more. He walked directly to Verro's father and the two began to argue for what seemed like forever. Eventually, his godfather won the argument, and gave Verro a pistol. He said it was for his own protection. His family, lead by his godfather moved back to Mirial. One by one, his aunts and uncles came back from the other planets, reuniting the family. His godfather settled on Mirial as well, living about a long walks distance away from Verro's home. At the age of 16, Verro joined the planet militia. Sweeping through basic training, thanks to the training his godfather and his former friends at the Coruscant garrison gave him. Verro continued to train with his godfather and did nothing much for the next two years.

Discontent with his current situation and feeling that he was meant for something more, he saved up his credits, bought his own armor and a blaster, and handed in his resignation. He told his family that he was going to travel, and they gave him their blessings. He took a job as a merchant guard and left Mirial. He ended up near Mandalore, used the money he earned to buy more equipment, then took on another merchant guard job to a new place. Then he kept on going, eventually becoming hired gun, asking more experienced guards and bounty hunters for tips and training as much as he could. Eventually Verro became known amongst the merchants as a vigilant guard, capable in combat and honorable. During one job a wealthy merchant admitted that his daughter had been kidnapped by the local gang, and Verro offered his services to rescue her. Verro and two other merchant guards were hired to rescue her, and with a quick operation, she was safe and the gangs were arrested and turned to the local authorities. Verro's reputation increased and he began to take more varied tasks, including hostage rescue, weapons and equipment testing, security testing, bodyguard tasks, material liberation, almost always from the same merchants who had hired him as a simple guard.

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Armory

Weapons: Verro has a myriad of weapons on him while on duty, having taken a page or two from the famous Mandalorian warriors, just by glancing at his weapons one could easily think he were one. He himself holds more than one customized weapon system, sinking a lot of credits into their modifications. He doesn't regret the cost though, on more than one occasion he strongly believes that his custom equipment has saved his skin.

He carries one, heavily modified DXR-6 Heavy Carbine. The modifications include shortening the barrel of the carbine, reducing its accuracy slightly, but making it easily to maneuver with, changing the aesthetic of the weapon to fit his preferences, cutting the stock and replacing it with a lightweight extendable stock, and cutting the macrobinocular scope out. Replacing the scope is a simple carrying handle with flip up iron sights. The handle is lined with railing, so Verro can reattach the scope for longer range shooting. All of the modifications considered, the weapon is only a DXR-6 internally. Externally the weapon is much lighter, much more compact, and more suited towards closer quarters combat than a standard unmodified DXR-6.

Verro carries two sidearms, following the teachings of his godfather. A gift from his godfather, his first blaster, is an old but well maintained DC-15s Sidearm Blaster, issued to Clone Commandos. Verro asked his godfather where he got such an uncommon weapon, but he simply winked and then changed the subject. The side arm has a small magazine, fairly low strength and little penetrating power, but it got the job done, had a recharging power cell and weapon is fairly small. Verro uses its smaller size to his advantage, hiding the weapon and its holster on his lower back just below his backpack. Although there are smaller blaster pistols, holdout blasters in particular, he prefers this weapon.
His second blaster pistol is not as inconspicuous. His DT-29 Heavy Blaster Pistol is an incredibly powerful sidearm, with power and armor penetration not expected from a blaster pistol. Though it only holds six bolts per energy pack, one well placed shot will take down any heavy infantryman, or even damage an armored vehicle when shot at in the right places. Verro has only just recently acquired this weapon, and is constantly fiddling with it to get used to the weapon. This is his primary side arm now, with his DC-15s being his back up.

Verro has heard many stories about the peerless Mandalorian warriors throughout history, about the Grand Army of the Republic's special forces clones, ARC troopers and Clone Commandos, and he looks up to them as unparalleled soldiers. In imitation of these great warriors, he has adopted the style of wrist mounted weaponry.
On his left gauntlet he has a portable energy shield, based on the designs of the Death Watch Portable Shield that the Nite Owls used. The original design of the shield was circular and fairly small. Verro's shield however is tower shaped, in an oval, large enough to cover his torso and extend down to the middle of his thigh if he were standing straight.
His right gauntlet houses two weapons, the MM9 Rocket System, and the Dur-24 Wrist Laser. He very rarely uses these wrist mounted weapons, as the habit of firing wrist rockets can get very expensive, very quickly. And the Dur-24 Wrist Laser, despite it being as powerful as a blaster rifle, is difficult to aim at range and can't fire in rapid succession. Both of his knuckle plates houses a hidden vibroblade, based on the designs of the Clone Commandos Katarn gauntlet vibroblade. Verro has another vibroknife strapped to his right boot, though he has never actually killed anyone with the knife, he does use it often to open boxes, tins of food, or threaten someone when he needs emphasis.

Armor and Equipment: Verro has a particular suit of armor that most would call excessive.
His 'armor' is a mix of clothing, plating, and armorweave. There's layers to it, and looking at Verro wearing all of it, it's difficult to discern where the it all starts and ends. Firstly he wears simple cloth shorts, socks, and a shirt. Layered on top is his plate armor. He has a breastplate, upper leg plates, pauldrons and upper arm plates. The armor is composite, plastoid layered on top of durasteel. Lastly he wears an armorweave jacket, gorget and pants over the armor, concealing it from sight. He reasons that without visible hard armor plating most enemies would shoot at his center mass, where he is actually most protected, instead of aiming at the weakpoints between his armor plating.
His helmet and gauntlets are made of durasteel, although they've been layered with plastoid, effectively matching the same composite armor style as the rest of his plate armor. His boots are simple hiking boots, comfortable, and unarmored. His goggles are black tinted and contains a very basic heads up display, time, compass, and a lowlight vision mode. Often placed in a pouch on his belt is an armored mask with a built in rebreather, he uses this when there's toxic or poisonous gas in the atmosphere, or smoke. The helmet has a basic heads up display that for the most part matches his goggles, it displays time, a compass, and features a lowlight and an additional thermal vision mode.

Verro wears a belt, tactical vest and backpack, all carrying his various pieces of equipment. His belt carries various things, a multitool, several pouches of energy packs for his side arm, four grenade pouches holding two thermal detonators and two stun grenades, and a medpack. He has two pouches containing his wrist rockets, six anti armor and six anti personnel mini rockets. His vest has pouches for even more energy packs, mostly for his blaster carbine, and his backpack has a communications device wired to his helmet, as well as an additional medpack, rations, and space for other items.

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@SkyrteLots of Kyber crystals underground, though?

@TheUnknowable

Probably lots of untapped veins of kyber deeper in the crust that conventional mining cant get to. A lot like, iirc, that base delta zero that happened to Mandalore in the EU, it revealed a huge new source of mandalorian iron.

But like Alfhedil says, we got a while before that happens, and the Imperials are likely to scramble to get as much kyber as possible after its revealed. Going to be hard to snatch one for ourselves.