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Name:Azno Chozulo(adopted) Chopak Ordo(birth)
Nickname:Bladed Frenzy
Gender:Male
Age:25
Class:Jedi Knight Sentinel

Physical Traits
Species/Race:Human
Height:5'7
Weight:200lbs
Hair Color/Style:black short anime style almost like roxas' off kingdom hearts 2
Facial Appearance: bold with a scar on his right cheek and one above the eye.
Eye Color: brown.
Body Appearance: Athleticly muscular.
skin tone: dark brown like jango and the troopers.

Background
Home Planet: Corescant(born) Dantione(raised)
Current Residence:None do to traveling
Ship: it's described it the character story as an elite fighter.
Armor: thin and light but heavily resistant.
Preferred Weapons :2 green lightsabers
Secondary Weapon(s):sometimes his maxed out claymore saber or a mandolorian ripper pistol.
Miscellaneous Item(s): a crystal that's force bonded to him that grants him insight.
Alignment:neutral yet shifting
Personality: Serious and goes to get the job done, mostly quiet yet sometimes tries to interact with allies or enemies.
Biography / Starting Story: "Azno's troubled past" and it's not done yet.
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Name: Ackonoy Kinx
Nickname:
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Class: Trooper

Physical Traits
Species/Race: Human indian(american indian)
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 250 muscle with a small gut
Hair Color/Style: military goatee/mustache thingy with short hair on top with buzzed sides
Facial Appearance: 2 scars one going down his right eye and another going acrossed his eyes
Eye Color:brown
Body Appearance: mostly muscle

Background
Home Planet:Corusant
Current Residence: No where he's a wonderer
Ship:None
Armor:3 sets one is a mandolorian armor like the trooper's armor, the others are 2 republic trooper armors one old green and mostly white one and the other is like this http://www.ioffer.com/img/item/190/168/924/VcAz.jpg
Preferred Weapon :1 lightweight smg
Secondary Weapon(s):2 mandolorian precision pistols
Miscellaneous Item(s): combat knife, energy shield, 2 heath packs and 2 illegal combat spice stims
Alignment: neutral
Personality: Crazy or calm until seriousness is needed.
Biography / Starting Story: Former young squad leader of a squad that nearly got wiped out durring the sacking he then left for training after that with the people of his culture. He returned and is now and went back into service and got a new republic armor for so.

My color like it always is, is olive as it is easy to read and is a good color


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Signed up for: Finders Keepers - 09/07/2011

Name: Zoron Ror
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Gender: Male
Age: 39
Class: Trooper Vanguard
Physical Traits: Cybernetic left arm
Species/Race: Human
Height: 6'2"
Weight: *points guns at interviewer* "Now then, dontcha think yer gettin a bit personal here?"
Hair Color/Style: Jet Black, balding
Facial Appearance: serious
Eye Color: Black
Body Appearance: *eyes his gun* (well-built, barrel chest)
Background
Home Planet: Dantooine
Current Residence: On board his ship the Odyssey
Ship: the Odyssey
Armor: Heavy armor white and orange
Preferred Weapon : Blaster rifle
Secondary Weapon(s): switchblade
Miscellaneous Item(s): comm unit, datapad
Alignment: Good
Personality: Quiet and serious exterior,good person on the inside.
Biography / Starting Story: Zoron is a trooper veteran born in the outer rim and the last surviving member of his team. On route on a mission to sabotage a weapons facility on Dromund Kaas he and his team were ambushed by imperial troops and slaughtered in the firefight.

After the battle, finding him minus an arm and bleeding profusely the enemy left him where he lay to die a slow death. Zoron felt that this was the end as the world went dark around him.

He awoke to the sensation of being dragged and with great effort he slowly opened his eyes to see his faithful astromech taking him to safety. The droid swiveled his head around to look at him, and happily beeped and whistled to see him awake. Zoron smiled at the astromech and turned his head to look at the bloody stump where his arm used to be, noticing it covered with a bacta patch before passing out again...

Feeling guilty for being the only one to survive, Zoron works alone taking high risk covert missions for the Republic with only his faithful droid companions at his side.

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Signed up for: Finders Keepers - 09/07/2011
Name: Markis D. Thatch
Nickname: Thatch
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Class: Smuggler

Physical Traits
Species/Race: Mirialan
Height: 6' 1"
Weight: 160 lbs
Hair Color/Style: Black/Red
Facial Appearance: Narrow face, slighly gaunt, tattoos under both eyes, (crescent moon on its side with a spear running down the cheek)
Eye Color: Green/Gold
Body Appearance: Slim with a larger frame. Athletic.

Background
Home Planet: ?
Current Residence: Ship
Ship: "Queen of Air and Darkness"
Armor: Boot Grieves, light bracers on arms, polymer weaved pants, shirt, hood and duster. (Light/Medium)
Preferred Weapon : Blaster Pistol
Secondary Weapon(s): Blaster Shotgun
Miscellaneous Item(s): Grenades, Stealth Belt (reacts with the polymer for stealth), Mandalorian blood knife, Sabacc decks, Silver Peggat, Flask, med stims, bacta patches, mobile droid plateform "Boltz"
Alignment: Republic/ Neutral
Personality: Suave, Easygoing, Calculating, Determined
Biography / Starting Story:

Markis was a six year old orphan wandering around the great arena of Geonosis. He had no mother or father and no one to care for him. It was there that he was found by a Mandolorian gladiator who adopted him as his son. Markis learned from a young age to value courage, honor and the glory of combat in the Mandolorian clan Thatch. He sparred with his father, a Mandolorian Blademaster, and learned forms of bladed and unarmed combat. As a tradition among the clan Markis was taught how to create Mandolorian Iron and how to construct his own blood blade.
At thirteen Markis watched in horror as his father was cut down by a fellow Mandolorian with the symbol of the Sith Empire on his helmet. Thatch ran from the arena and to his home. There he gathered as many possessions as he could and stowed away aboard a freighter headed for Nar Shaddaa. En route to Nar Shaddaa Thatch bestowed upon himself the crest of the clan Thatch under his eyes so that every time he saw his reflection he never forgot who he was. With his duffel bag filled to the brim with his fathers possessions he found his way to a Hutt den. While there a bar patron attempted to throw him out and steal his duffel bag to which Thatch responded by sinking his blood blade into the Gotal's neck. As the Gotal fell his comrands quickly were upon Thatch whom retrieved his blade and proceeded to cleave his enemies. As the Hutt gallery watched through security monitors at the display one of them named Nemrano was amused by Thatch's ruthlessness. Thatch stood in the center of a pile of bodies with his massive duffel bag still over his shoulder and his dagger dripping with blood. Nemrano's Familiar approached Thatch and offered him a smuggler/assassin trainee position within the Hutt's crew. Thatch accepted the offer and was given the initial of D.
Thatch learned that his designation as D was a ranking system for those who worked under Nemrano. D signified death and those with the D in their name were those Nemrano chose for special missions. As Thatch grew older he studied his fathers teachings on becoming a blade master and had his fathers light armor transformed into a proper smuggler assassin outfit. While he learned more melee combat moves he also began to practice with a pistol and shot gun combo presented to him as a gift from Nemrano. The high powered pistol was a fast shooter and could penetrate armor. While the shot gun was an old fashioned slugthrower and perfect to use against a Jedi. Thatch went on many assassination missions and after completion of his first S rank mission on his own he was given a Stealth belt that would react with his fathers refashioned armor. From that point on he was known as Markis D. Thatch, Hutt Smuggler/Assassin.

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Name: Kryad Explo
Nickname: Kryad
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Class: Trooper

Physical Traits
"Finders Keepers - 15/07/2011"
(Will not be able to post the first week.... but if I can join I'll join.)
Species/Race: Human
Height: 1.9Meters
Weight: 100 KG
Hair Color/Style: Bald
Facial Appearance: Wearing mask for the most. Nothing feels more safe than inside a armor. So hard to say.
Eye Color: Brown
Body Appearance: Heavy Build. Trained from when he was young

Background
Home Planet: Geonosis
Current Residence: N/A
Ship: N/A
Armor:http://evil-wizards.org/swtor-wiki/images/1/13/359px-MandalorianKOTOR2.2.jpg
Preferred Weapon : Heavy guns(Rockets, mahince guns etc.
Secondary Weapon(s): SMG and Pistols
Miscellaneous Item(s): A knife
Alignment:Republic
Personality:Mostly Calm, but can become a bit angry if something strikes to much of his past, or just irritates him very much.
Biography / Starting Story: He was raised among mandalorian. He was attacking durring the sacking of Coru. While this was going on, he changed aligment.


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Name:Syrena
Nickname:Syr
Gender:Female
Age:Unknown
Class:Bounty Hunter

Physical Traits
Species/Race:Human/Cyborg
Height:5ft 3inches
Weight:126 lbs
Hair Color/Style: Long Brunette with Dark Red Tints
Facial Appearance: Young Attractive
Eye Color: Grey
Body Appearance: Slim Athletic

Background
Home Planet: Hutta
Current Residence: Uknown
Ship:D5-Mantis Patrol Craft
Armor:Mandalorian - Black
Preferred Weapon : Bryar Pistols
Secondary Weapon(s): Bryar Rifle
Miscellaneous Item(s): Flame Thrower's/Mini Rockets
Alignment: Nuetral/Darkside
Personality:Smart/lvl Headed/Fiesty/Uncontrollable.
Biography / Starting Story: Work's for the Hutt's and joined the Azalus Biker gang for when there's no work there's always play Syrena isn't force sencitive but going against them doesn't scare her in the slightest infact it excites her as they are usually more of a challenge to take down and as long as the credits flow well she will see a contract through to the end always with her sister's and willing to work for free for them.

Im not too great at RP be nice ok
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Name: Seika Lynn Reaven
Nickname: Omega
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Class: Trooper - Commando (Combat Medic)

Physical Traits
Species/Race:
Mirialan/Cyborg
Height: 5'9
Weight: 120 lbs
Hair Color/Style: Long raven black hair
Facial Appearance: Usually covered by her Tali like helmet but when its off she has a slim round light colored face. No facial scars.
Eye Color: Bright violet eyes.
Body Appearance: Almost always covered so most people never see that her right arm is completely cybrog from the shoulder down. Has many scars from her training in hand to hand combat lost of slice scars from vibroblades on her back, chest, and arm. Built with lots of muscle but still slim enough to look average girl when covered.

Background
Home Planet:
Nar Shaddaa
Current Residence: Coruscant
Ship: Kamikaze
Armor: Light weight armor that lets her manvuer easily to help her downed comrades. Its just like Tali from Mass Effect armor is best way to descibe it. The visor is untinted enough to see eyes but thats all.
Preferred Weapon: E-11 blaster Rifle(Great figther but uses a blaster pistol with deadly accracy while alright with other weapons. Good with hand to hand combat thanks to her light way armor.)
Secondary Weapon(s): Regular blaster pistol, and a vibrosword for close encounters.
Miscellaneous Item(s): Carries 5 smoke grenades on her at all time to hide her presence so she can work on the wounded. As well as a wide arrange of medical items.
Alignment: Neutral Good
Personality: Very kind and willing to put her life below all others, considers everyone much more important. Follows orders very well but when it comes to the life of one of her comrades her medical expertise is what she trusts not what others tell her. When her fellow soldiers become endangered she goes into "Omega mode" where she will kill anyone who wishes them harm which stands out from her normal kind demeanor.
Biography:
Starting Story: Was born on Nar Shaddaa where she quickly learned that life is not easy but that shouldn't make u hate the universe. She promised her parents as they laid dying in the streets from a mugging that she would become a spark of light in the darkness and "Heal" the universe. With that promise in mind she joined the Republic miltary to become a Combat Medic and do just that. She quickly found this was her home excelling as a soldier making her presence as a Medic, hand to hand combat skills, and her deadly accarcy with a pistol known. She entered as a full fledged soldier with high marks making her a prime candidate to lead. Now she awaits her chance to make her presence known.


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Name: Sinya Vend (Sin'yavend)
Nickname: Sin
Gender: Female
Age: 34
Class: Imperial Agent

Physical Traits
Species/Race: Twi'lek, Tolian
Height: 5ft 9"
Weight: 10st ish
Hair Color/Style: Bald
Facial Appearance: Has a strong jaw and generally pointed looking face. She's certainly not the classic twi'lek beauty and has a battle hardened set to her features. Her eyes seem a little unfocused as if she is daydreaming, sharpening up only when the battle takes over. There's no trace of the sensuality of the usual Twi'lek.
Eye Color: Amber
Body Appearance: She is slightly more heavy set than the dancer Twi'leks but at the same time she is toned and heavily muscular in the legs. Her whole stance is distant and tense giving the air of a cat being constantly ready to pounce. Her Lekku are bound tightly together behind her head in a twist in a style designed to prevent any unconscious communication, it looks like an old slave binding. Her Right index finger is cut off at the knuckle, she has old scars circling both wrists and ankles.

Background
Home Planet: Ryloth
Current Residence: Transient
Ship: Standard Issue X-70B
Armor: High Tech Stealth Mesh, Light, extremely flexable
Preferred Weapon : Bryer Rifle (BlasTech)
Secondary Weapon(s): E-11 Blaster Rifle (BlasTech)
Miscellaneous Item(s):
Alignment: Empire

Personality: Sin finds dancer Twi'leks a personal afront. She seems unhinged and unfocused when not on a job or in combat where, for an imperial agent, she is highly unprofessional in her bloodlust. Her combat, while a bit sloppy now from the bloodlust is like being hit with a sledgehammer, she delivers her hits with a complete disregard for her own safety or will to live. In saying that she constructs rather ingenious ambushes and traps.

Biography / Starting Story: Sin was an Imperial Agent from a young age, back then she was a very desirable young lady and she was able to sex her way into anywhere. She would dye her skin in highly unusual ways to make her more desirable and rare for each job. She delivered results and made her way in a reasonable time to being a Cipher Agent. However on one particular mission someone outed her before she arrived at her next job and she was taken into slavery. As a very skilled linguist her new master bound her Lekku painfully tight behind her, something she's never removed for fear of the pain peeling out the bindings would cause. As a highly skilled sniper her master cut off her trigger finger. As a competent combatist he kept her in painfully tight bindings at all times. She was used as the master saw fit, fetching a high price for her yellow colouring despite being so head strong and dangerous that would never dance.

She was freed by another imperial agent who was instructed to extract her. By that time however she was thoroughly unhinged mentally by her experiance and the cruelty of the master that when she was freed the other agent had to take her unconscious to avoid the blood bath that would have followed. After being taken back to Kaas City the Imperials spared no expense in trying to help her reach a better mental state in order to get her back in the game, she was after all one of the elite agents they had. Several years passed and all they had achieved seemed to be that Sin no longer went into fits of fear and rage. She seemed to be merely shut down and numb to the outside world unless she was training. She refused cybernetics to give her use of her finger again, she refused to let them take the bindings off her Lekku. Preferring instead to focus all her will on learning to snipe and shoot with her left hand. In her melee retraining she kept drifting into bloodrage, almost killing many of those who were trying to help. They paired her with a sith who was practicing how to still minds with the force and although he never succeeded in blanking her of the bloodrage they learned much from each other and Sin can now at least stop fighting without killing everyone first or being taken out.

Realising that Sin was still a huge liability they demoted her status back to the beginning again, which she wasn't too happy about. So her official missions are few and far between, she takes highly dangerous side jobs believing that death isn't a terrible option right now. Occasionally She'll ambush slaver ships on a whim.

((sorry it's past my bedtime for a while there so it's incomplete, i'll be back. Any issues just call me out on it))
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"Sore Losers"
"In the Dark" --Complete
"Through the Veil" --Unfinished
"The Undertaking" --Unfinished
Name: Atka Talin
Nickname: None
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Class: Trooper

Physical Traits
Species/Race: Human
Height: 6'7"
Weight: 224 Ibs
Hair Color/Style:Short, well groomed
Facial Appearance: Has a sort of Van Dyke Goatee style
Eye Color: Blue
Body Appearance: Not the biggest, but has the hard worn, muscled body of a soldier. Atka does his best to keep fit. Has had a forearm replaced recently by a robotic replacement.

Background
Home Planet: Corellia/Mandalor
Current Residence: Corellia
Ship:
Armor: Mandalorian based gauntlets and traditional republic issue armor, with multiple "illegal" tweaks.
Preferred Weapon : Heavy repeater blaster cannon.
Secondary Weapon(s): Tactical assault blaster rifle, projectile based revolver sidearm
Miscellaneous Item(s): Slicing equipment, medical gear, explosive charges, standard issue recon gear.
Alignment: Republic
Personality: Witty, talks when he feels is right, but keeps his mouth closed more often than not. He seeks to gain respect from his team, but not for being a showoff, but by contributing to the team's needs first.
Biography / Starting Story: Born to a split family. A large part of the family has a military heritage, and the other traveled in smuggler rings. As a boy, Atka lived on both Mandalore and Corellia. As he grew older, he learned respect, honor and dignity, to parallel from what he'd seen on the streets. He chose the life of a soldier. With a group called "Pax Republica", he has seen many battles. Ina recent Sith encounter, he lost a forearm to a lightsaber slash. To continue on with duty, it has been replaced by a state of the art artificial replacement.


(( I intend to continue to flesh him out in the story. Writing up a biography of all the past PBPs doesn't quite suit him, as I want him to be more lifelike from what he does as the stories progress.))


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Name:Wo Koon
Nickname:N/A
Gender:Male
Age: 33
Class: Trooper


Physical Traits

Species/Race:Kel Dor/Cyborg
Height:1,7m
Weight:75kg
Hair Color/Style: N/A
Facial Appearance: His light red face skin is covered mostly by massive (much more massive than normal) gas mask which connects with his protective gogles. Bruises on his face make him look little older than he really is.

Eye Color: Left one has silver iris, right is red robotic eye.

Body Appearance: 1,7 meter tall he is rather massive for a Kel Dor, you can see all muscles working under his skin. His left arm and right leg are cybernetic and they are not covered by syntetic skin.

Personality:Silent, serious type, he seems nervous even when he is between comrades. Have no problems with listening to orders, but he is always blunt, says what he thinks and he do not care about ranks than. He have strong sense of duty, and he is not affraid to dirty his hands when it is needed to acomplish mission.

Background
Home Planet: Dorin
Current Residence: Aboard Redeemer
Ship: Redeemer - BT7 Thunderclap

Armor: Highly personalized combat armor. most visible difference is helmet, instead of wide view on face it have more T like visor, similar to Mandalorians. Armor is in black and gold colors.

Preferred Weapon: Blaster rifle with attached blaster shotgun beneath the barrel.
Secondary Weapon(s): Wrist rocket launcher and slugthrower with bullets covered in cortosis.
Miscellaneous Item(s): Datapad with few empty data cards, credit chip, some food rations, few detonators.
Alignment: Lawful Evil


Biography / Starting Story: No one really knows much about him, but by the way he looks, and how he behave, it seems that he is more than familiar with battlefiled. His equipment is not similiar to any army in the universe, highly modified combat power armor with marks from blaster fire and also modified blaster rifle may indicate, that he was a mercenary of some kind.
For past few years he was serving in Republic Army as a recon/assault trooper he operated less in groups, more often alone, kicking Siths where it hurts. Some time ago he picked new pilot for his ship, her name is Greeata, she saved his life, after that she became pilot of Redeemer.


Color in conversation: Yellow


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Signed up for : The Putrescent Hutt Cantina 06/01/11 - current

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Species : Togruta
Nickname : Bubbles (her real name is unknown ever to her)
Gender : Female
Age : 24

Height : 5’5”
Weight : 120 lbs
Facial Appearance : Red skin with traditional white markings. High cheekbones, pouty lips and a slightly upturned nose, making her look softer than most Togruta.
Eye color : Light blue
Body Appearance : She looks small and delicate but is surprisingly strong and can handle herself in a fight.

Personality : Proud, playful, hot tempered, mistrusting of others, unforgiving but loyal to those who deserve it. She has a smug remark for everything, but when the situation gets serious, she’s the kind of gal to have around.
Position in Guild : Peacekeeper

Home Planet : Shili
Current Residence : None. Bubbles is a nomad and lives on her ship, wherever work takes her.
Ship : The Mischievous Ferry

Armor : Leather pants with high flat boots, utility belt equipped with shotgun holster, knife sheath, medical probe and stealth field generator. Comfortable plain white linen shirt to top it all.
Preferred Weapon : Shotgun
Secondary Weapon : Concealed knife
Miscellaneous Items : She always wears her necklace, made of an akul tooth, to remind her of her roots on Shili.

Number of Shipments Smuggled : She has done many spice runs in the past and just recently caught the Republic’s attention and has been asked to smuggle weapons, supplies and prototype engineering for them.

Previous RP Experience : None really! My few posts in the cantina =)
Availability : Everyday. Except for LOAs.

Alignment : Chaotic Good
Biography : Bubbles has no memories of her home on Shili. She was only a few years old when it was all taken from her… Her species was recognized for their Force sensitivity, amazing spatial awareness and excellent warrior/hunter skills, which brought many Sith and Jedi alike to Shili, looking for new recruits. She was told a conflict arose in her village between the two parties and many Togruta lost their lives, including her parents. A young padawan found her hiding behind tall grass, terrified. He and his Master took her under their protection and she left her village and homeworld behind.

She travelled many months with the jedi before she even spoke a word. She was a late bloomer and the trauma of what she had gone through was slowing down her development. Everyone called her “Little One” for lack of knowledge of her real name. Until one day, in the common quarters of their ship at meal time, she started giggling at the steaming stew infront of her and said her first word “Bubbles!” The name stuck with her ever since.

She remembered having been happy with the jedi, until it was clear she had no affinity with the Force. They found a nice foster family for her on Alderaan, but Bubbles felt awkward with the nobles. They made her study a lot and wear goofy dresses and elaborate jewelry. Maybe it was the Togruta blood in her, but she longed to be free and explore the world and live adventures like the tales she heard in the spaceport.

She was able to find work as a cook on a freight liner when she was old enough, and that is how her space adventure started. She eventually fell in with a shady crowd of pirates, impressed their leader and started learning the trade. Smuggling came to her naturally and she made a name for herself in the business. A few years later, after losing two members of the crew, she decided to "purchase" her own ship, go solo and do things her way - while dedicating all her free time to studying combat medicine.


Speech Color : Violet


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"The Putrescent Hutt Cantina" 03/07/2011 - Current
"Finders Keepers - 09/07/2011" - Current

Basic Information
Name: Fiona Arumat
Nickname: Blind
Gender: Female
Age: 22 ((@10 ATC gamestart))
Class: Trooper
Military Rank: Corporal

Physical Traits
Species/Race: Epicanthix / Caucasian
Height: 5'2" /158cm
Weight: 105 lbs / 48kg
Hair Color/Style: Mid back length blonde hair
Facial Appearance: Delicate features, smooth skinned, very attractive
Eye Color: Dark Violet
Body Appearance: Athletic Build, well muscled, lithe. Large scar running from top of her right shoulder to left side of the small of back as result of a shallow lightsaber wound. Slave Tattoo behind right ear

Background
Home Planet: Bunduki

Current Residence: Basic Enlisted Quarters on Coruscant, Storage space registered under a false name with workshop built in

Ship: No personal ship; Has a modified swoop bike in the enlisted garage on Coruscant

Armor: Armorweave Body Glove, Mandalorian Neo-crusader Shock Trooper Armor painted pink

Preferred Weapon: Rotary Blaster Cannon named "Chuck Finley"

Secondary Weapon(s): Repeating Blaster Carbine (shoulder sling), Ripper Pistol sidearm (thigh holster), Cortosis Serrated Katana (back sheath), Cortosis Vibrodagger (belt sheath), Holdout pistol (back holster), Holdout pistol (boot holster), Datadagger (boot sheath), Flash Bang grenades (bandoleer), Teräs Käsi martial arts

Miscellaneous Item(s): Custom-built slicing datapad, Advanced Medpac with Life support pack, Survivalist kit, Phrik woven choker, holocamera, data discs

Trophies Collected: holo-pic of Coop's body (Backstory), Holo-pic of unknown Sith's body (Backstory), Lock of Lira's Hair (Finder's Keepers), Holo-pic of booby trapped Sirrix (Finder's Keepers)

Alignment: Lawful Evil; Galactic Republic

Personality: Outward appearance of friendly and easy going, quick to smile. Mistrustful of Jedi, hates Sith and loathes all other Imperials. Protective of and dedicated to fellow Republic military members and is willing to kill or die for comrades. Has an intolerance for politicians, and a soft spot for children. Has no compunction against working with criminal elements, but also none for killing them if they prove untrustworthy, will go to lengths to avoid working with slavers. Quick to follow orders when situation calls for it, but will openly mock foolish direction. Has no tolerance for officers who abuse or belittle their troops or officers out to make a name. After going through hard times with a team, she will count them as family. Collects momentos of confirmed kills if time allows, if unable, will take a holo-picture for scrapbook on Coruscant.

Religion: Follower of the Scorekeeper (Trandoshan religion)

Biography / Starting Story:

In the process of being retconned


Fiona was born into a small family 12 years before the Treaty of Coruscant. She had a brother Coop, whom she loved very much, that was taken by the Jedi Order to "fulfill a greater destiny" when she was 7 years of age. After that occurred she learned all she could to seek a greater destiny of her own, and to make her big brother proud of her. She learned how to hold and fire a blaster, slice terminals and other electronics, how to make stims, medkits, and other more questionable items from her parents. On the streets, where she spent her time while her parents worked, she learned how to defend herself and how to survive in the city.

Her parents were active members of the Balmorra resistance against the Empire's attempts to take the planet. As such they were targeted by an Imperial strike team. The night of the attack, Fiona's mother burst into her room, gave Fiona a slicing datapad, holopics of the family, and a credit chip and told her to flee into the night and that they loved her. The sounds of blaster fire and screams chased her. She wandered for days before deciding to go to Coruscant to enlist in the military, to fight against the Empire, and to tell her brother that their parents were dead.

Upon arriving in Coruscant, she discovered the Temple had been destroyed and assumed her brother dead. As much as she wanted to, she had no more tears left to shed. She traveled to a recruitment center, and was turned away due to being only 12 years of age. Without a place to live, and her plan to join the military not possible, she decided to put her skills to work until the time they would allow her to enlist.

She found work running with a local swoop gang and quickly became their go-to slicer, added with the knowledge of how to properly cut spice, she quickly became known in certain circles. She made decent credits, and came to the attention of The Exchange as an up and comer and they recruited her. She started small and moved her way into bigger and bigger jobs. She continued to work for The Exchange for two years, never taking jobs that were against the Republic, and taking on anything that could potentially harm the Empire. Using her talents for stims and spice, along with high end slice jobs, she netted a heavy bank roll. During the course of her time running with the swoop gang and doing jobs for the Exchange, she amassed many contacts within and outside of those organizations. Among those were book keepers, information brokers, mercenaries, and other unsavory sorts.

At one point during a fire fight with a rival gang over a series of turf disputes, Fiona dragged her gang's Sergeant-at-Arms, a Trandoshan named Korssk, out of the fray after he was heavily wounded, thus preventing his death. After his recovery he named her his ghrakhowsk and declared a life-debt to her. Though gruff and nigh unapproachable, she began to regard the Trandoshan as an uncle of sorts, and he taught the young human girl about his people and of the Scorekeeper. At this time she decided to take up that faith, though a human keeping track of jaggonath points for the glory of the Scorekeeper was fairly unheard of. He watched her back when she asked it of him without question, but aside from that it was a largely ceremonial arrangement which she didn't take advantage of frequently.

All things come to an end though. Her handler in The Exchange made the mistake of trying to expand his interest into prostitution using Fiona as his first go to girl, sending her to a meeting with a collector of Mandalorian goods and other rare artifacts under the pretense of a slice job. When the collector's intent became clear, Fiona fought back and ending up killing him with a cortosis vibrodagger that had been mounted on his wall. Her handler was later found dead with over two dozen expended death sticks surrounding his corpse and a finger removed as if a ring had been taken. The collectors priceless items were found to be missing, along with all security footage at both locations. After digitally cleaning her accounts, sending a message releasing Korssk of his life-debt, and erasing her electronic paths, she had little fear The Exchange would ever find her again unless she wanted them to.

It was at this time Fiona decided it would be a good plan to get away for a while and hopped on the first ship departing off planet. She wandered from planet to planet for a while with no real direction until she reached Nar Shaddaa. At a spice den, she over heard a couple of smugglers discussing a strange event one had witnessed; of a man fighting a Jedi hand to hand, and walked away leaving the Jedi in a stupor. Through careful questioning and well placed drinks and spice, she learned of what the man had been and where he had come from. She now had her next stop, the planet of Bunduki.

Fiona arrived on Bunduki a few days later after hitching a ride on a near derelict trade transport earned with some well placed bribes. She began her search for these mysterious warriors who could defeat Jedi, and Sith she assumed, in melee combat. After numerous inquires and days of walking, she found herself at the door of a small monastery. While at first turned away, she offered nearly all of her significant bank roll as donation in order to learn. After a short silence, the doors opened to what would be her new life for the next 4 years.

The years passed, and Fiona devoted every waking hour to her practices and her studies. She learned intimately of the Force and the various techniques to allow her to grapple with opponents whom would otherwise be able to out maneuver, over power, or invade her mind. She trained in all the forms and the Nine Edicts and became stronger and faster than she could have thought possible. She found peace with herself, though her hate of the Sith remained, and she grew disdainful of the Jedi and their view of the Force. She continued her studies until the day of her eighteenth birthday, where she thanked her masters and left the monastery, a declared Teräs Käsi master herself.

She returned to Coruscant stronger, older, wiser and went directly to the Republic recruitment center and signed up for an infantry support gunner position. While the recruiters were skeptical due to her size, she passed every test with flying colors and she official joined the Republic Military. Boot camp passed without major event with the exception of winning the company shooting competition making the winning shot while blindfolded earning her the nickname, Blind. She completed boot and headed to an advanced school for field medicine and combat trauma training. This was followed by her first duty assignment, doing guard duty aboard a freighter headed back to her home planet of Balmorra to deliver weapons and supplies to the resistance that indirectly started her entire journey.

The trip to Balmorra was uneventful, though there were a number of Imperial ships around the planet. The drop to the resistance went off without a hitch. During the trip back to the spaceport however, Fiona and her company were ambushed. Two Sith dropped into the alley behind the company, ignited their lightsabers, and attacked. Most of Fiona's company was cut down by the two in what felt like an instant, but taking advantage of the confusion Fiona had closed the gap to one, killing him with the cortosis vibrodagger she still carried. She smiled as the Sith's eyes widened behind behind its mask as the blade caused the lightsaber to short and shutdown followed by the dagger plunging into the gap under the mask into the Sith's neck. The dead Sith toppled backward with the momentum of their collision as a burning agony shot down Fiona's back as the other Sith slashed her with an overhead swing that had been meant to cleave her in two. Whipping around she threw her dagger taking the second attacker in the stomach. With a surge of adrenaline, Fiona was on the injured opponent in a flash grabbing hold of the dagger protruding from the Sith's abdomen and twisted the blade resulting in a satisfying squeal.

Demanding to know why they attacked, the now pallid Sith spat blood and responded with an epithet. Fiona started to slowly scrape the dagger's edge against the Sith's spine resulting in an ear splitting howl. The Sith started screaming the fact his comrade hoped to gain status with his master by killing his last bit of family to prove himself. Hauling herself off the dying Sith, ignoring the searing pain in her back, she dragged over to the corpse of the first Sith. Ripping the mask off the body, a scream builds and dies in her throat as she sees the face of her brother Coop staring blankly at the sky. Then blackness engulfed her.

Fiona came to in a military hospital back on Coruscant, head fuzzy from the various sedatives and narcotics floating through her system, she realizes she is floating and breathing through a mask. A quick flash of panic surges through her until she recognizes the warming sensation of bacta, and sees doctors and nurses walking around outside the tanks she is submerged in. Three days pass before she is released from the bacta tank, scarred but healed. She requisitions all available information on her brother and what had occurred with the Jedi Order, and discovers that he had failed his initiate trials and had run away from the temple when they were to reassign him to be a librarian in the Jedi Service Corps. She followed up with a request for the personal items of the Sith who had ambushed her company and the ability to see the bodies in the morgue, when she was declined, she greased a few palms with the cash she had earned during boot and her mission. The bureaucrat's greed ensured he made good on his end of the deal.

Looking over the items after they were delivered to her storage area she had left behind so many years ago, she found her dagger which had saved her three times, now an old friend. The bloody robes and various other items, which she burned, and her brother's mask which went to the side. The lightsabers of Coop and his nameless associate went onto her workbench. After considering the weapons for an hour, she started to disassemble the weapons until she had the lightsaber crystals in her hand. These she took and mounted to a choker that were among the collector's items, to wear as a reminder to herself and a warning to future Sith. The necklace was made of a rare metal, Phrik, resistant to lightsabers and probably an aristocrat's attempt to help avoid decapitation by lightsaber at some point in the past. The mask was mounted over the workbench as a reminder what was lost.

During the next weeks, Fiona underwent rigorous physiological and psychological review before being considered for field duty again. During the evening she went through the collector's items, setting aside those things she could use in future battles. She made the trip to the morgue, bringing a holocam with her. She took pictures of Coop and the other Sith corpse, and left without a word. Those holos went into a scrap book that would sit on a shelf next to her work bench. Over the period of evaluation she worked out her plan, and where blame lay, she blamed the Jedi for taking her brother from her, she herself for taking his life, but most of all she blamed the Empire for taking her family, and the Sith for her brother's soul. Word finally came down that she was cleared for duty again. The only thought that crossed her mind was that there were a lot of Sith out there and she had a lot of work to do. Then she smiled.


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Basic Information
Name: Daili Vess Shaktilli
Nickname: "Dash"
Gender: Female
Age: 26 (16 at time of the Sacking)
Class: Smuggler

Physical Traits
Species/Race: Twi'lek
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 134 lbs
Hair Color/Style: None
Facial Appearance: pretty, youthful features
Eye Color: blue
Body Appearance: slender

Background
Home Planet: Nar Shaddaa
Current Residence: Her ship
Ship: light cargo freighter "Dances with Danger"
Armor: light, with built in stealth generator
Preferred Weapon: Modified light blaster rifle with full optical suite
Secondary Weapon(s): Blaster pistol named "Hot Mama", vibro-knife, various grenades,
Miscellaneous Item(s): Medkit, data spikes, slicing tools, etc.
Alignment: Neutral / Republic
Personality: Cheerful and warm with her friends but always serious when it comes time for business, regardless of whether that means dropping off a smuggled cargo or patching up blaster wounds.

Physical Description:
A blue-skinned Twilek, Dash's body is slender but toned like a dancer but hides it under cargo pants and and an old military style jacket, the pockets full of med-stims, flash-bangs, and other assorted things a smuggler might find useful. These bulky clothes help hide the form-fitted suit of light body armor she wears underneath. She always wears her lekku tied back where they can't get in her way and carries a blaster pistol in a thigh holster. Since joining the Republic's side after the Sacking, if combat looks likely she will grab her "kit", a modified "sawed-off" blaster rifle holstered on the side of a light backpack filled with medical supplies and grenades.

Biography / Starting Story:
Born on Nar Shaddaa, Daili grew up in the midst of the criminal underworld. Her father was an under-boss for one of the Hutt cartels. Having lost her mother at an early age, Daili's father left her upbringing to the Twi'lek dancers at the club he managed. The dancers taught Daili to be light on her feet, and how to charm a mark into giving a bigger tip. The cartel goons taught her how to fight, and how to be aware of her surroundings. She learned how to treat a blaster wound before she learned to read. Daili had the skills to go far in the underworld, if she had had the chance, but her father was ambitious and soon stepped on the wrong toes, or would have if Hutts had any. When word got out that there was a price on his head Daili's father fled, but didn't get far. With her father dead several of the cartel goons arranged for her to leave Nar Shaddaa, as the risk she would draw the Hutt's ire too was too great. She left with an old smuggler who freelanced with her father's cartel and never looked back. She was fourteen. But Daili, or 'Dash' as the smuggler dubbed her, had nowhere to go. After a short while the captain saw that Dash had valuable skills to offer, and gave her the choice to join the crew as his apprentice . Dash accepted. For twelve years Dash worked on that ship, learning all she could of the smuggler's trade. They did well, running supplies for the republic to a devastated Coruscant made the old man enough credits to retire comfortably. And made Dash enough credits to buy the old man's ship. Now Dash sets out to make her own fortune, her own luck, and her own destiny.

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Name: IgotRocks
Nickname: Rocks
Gender: Male
Age:28
Class: Jedi Sentinel

Physical Traits
Species/Race: Zabrak
Height: 6'3
Weight: 225 pounds
Hair Color/Style: bald with horns
Facial Appearance: Black tattoos
Eye color: Fiery Orange
Body Appearance: Buff

Background
Home Planet: Iridonia
Current Residence: On the run
Ship: The Boulder.
Armor: Suit of medium battle armor, well worn but showing almost no signs of battle damage
Preferred Weapon : Green lightsaber
Secondary Weapon(s): Blue lightsaber
Miscellaneous Item(s): Jedi Utility belt and a lunch box
Alignment: Neutral/Neutral, Rocks always attempts to pursue balance but has been accused of being ruthless in his pursuit sometimes

Personality: Fiercely independent, extremely confident, determined, self assured, competitive, almost arrogant, extremely proud of past achievements, willing to make sacrifices in pursuit of the goals given to him by the Jedi council
Biography / Starting Story:

IgotRocks was the offspring of two champion arena fighters, at an early age he was singled out for special martial arts training after testing off the charts for his age group. While at the Academy for gifted youths Rocks shaped his mind and body achieving above average discipline and physical strength even for a Zabrak. At the age of 5 Jedi came and visited the school in search of force sensitive youths, they selected him despite his age after witnessing his strong mental discipline.
The Jedi that discovered Rocks was a human Jedi named Garik Omas. Garik was assigned to recruiting young padawans and information gathering on the actions of the Sith. Rocks travelled with Garik while he received his training, soon assisting his master in the completion of his missions for the Jedi Council.

When Rocks was 20 his master Garik was assigned to investigate Sith hindering the republics recovery efforts on Hoth. During the mission Garik was discovered by the Sith and attacked, Rocks discovered him hours later after his master missed their appointed meeting time. Rocks tracked and ambushed the Sith responsible, eliminating them before completing the mission the Jedi Council had set for his master. Upon returning to tython Rocks was elevated to the rank of Jedi. His fierce single minded determination making him a relentless investigator, Rocks quickly became a a favorite tool of the Jedi Council, often sent into the most dangerous and tricky situations.

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