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Cyran Vaas

Cyran Vaas

Member Since 15 May 2018
Offline Last Active Nov 03 2018 12:47 AM

Cutting Corners

17 October 2018 - 11:11 PM

Cyran was on his way back from doing some small time bounty hunting in The Sith Empire's territory. However, he had willfully made a professional oversight during his time in TSE controlled space and that was the fact that he didn't process a bounty hunting, or peacekeeping certificate for the interstellar government. But Cyran thought he'd be fine. It was just quick in and out kind of job.


Currently the Zeltron bounty hunter was in a space station near the edge of the Sith's territory. Restocking on consumables for his Pursuer-Class Enforcement Ship. He was at his final stop before he was gonna head out of the government's borders before heading on to Coruscant for another job dealing with criminals popping up in the aftermath of the judgement day scale battle that took place there.


After him and his ship were all stocked up he'd pilot his way out from the space station and into the wilds of dark space. Taking a little while to set up the coordinates for his next hyperspace jump. Effectively, he was a sitting duck.


Keira Cerdulan

Coruscant After the Fact

15 October 2018 - 03:16 PM


(Local Coruscant gang rides into a district at night in the pursuit of a rival gang)

(852 ABY)


In the "lower" levels of the city Cyran commuted through the ravaged ecumenopolis. So calling some parts of it lower and upper felt kinda wrong now that all of it seemed like the lower levels. Cyran believed the battle over the planet was pointless, a mere exercise in who could cause the most destruction to a planet and her people. A people that didn't deserve such an tragedy. 


All these negative emotion still festering on the broken world is why Cyran didn't want to come here. As a Zeltron, feeling everyone's anger and sorrow was rough on him. Seeing a planet as big as Coruscant not in constant celebration just felt wrong to him. But as he came to learn from his time away from Zeltros, different strokes for different folks. Sometimes he'd even come across someone who'd prefer to be angry then joyful, if not at least for the time being.


Where he was, the planet got hit pretty hard, which wasn't saying much from his understanding on how the not so well off the rest of the world is. From where he was in one of the lower levels, up above he could see a massive hole in the upper level allowing an equally large sun ray to pierce the planets urban surface. This was probable the first time some of the locals had even seen sunlight before, something that could be seen as so lovely caused by something so wrenched.


However, Cyran wasn't here for post war sight seeing, he was on the job. Deciding to take up a bounty offer against some members of a local swoop/speeder bike gang that was making a bad situation worse for the locals. Unfortunately this wasn't a rare phenomenon. The post war trauma has allowed tens of thousands of other notable gangs to rise up and take advantage of the situation. This one he was dealing with was just a piece of hay in a hay stack, nothing special about it.


Pretty much all the districts authorities are unable to quell the legions of gangsters, thus meaning they've turned to employing armies of small time bounty hunters like himself to deal with the threat. Unfortunately more then enough of these official security organizations are too bankrupt to pay the bounty hunters leading to some rather nasty conflicts. With some of the most money determined bounty hunters just ransacking the very organizations that hired them to get their moneys worth. It was a positive feed back loop of violence.


Cyran just hoped that the one employing him could complete their end of the deal.

Topaz Lance

16 May 2018 - 11:20 AM






  • Classification: Scout
  • Length: 26 meters
  • Width: 5 meters
  • Height: 8 meters
  • Armament: Moderate
  • Dual Laser Cannons
  • 2 Quad laser Cannons
  • One Concussion Missile Launcher (6 missiles)
  • Point Defense Cannon
  • Defenses: Average
  • Squadron Count: None
  • Maneuverability Rating: Moderate
  • Speed Rating: High
  • Hyperdrive Class: 1


  • Standard Communications Array
  • Standard Deflector Shield Generator
  • Standard Navigational Systems
  • Standard Sensor Array
  • Standard Hyperdrive
  • Standard Ion Engines
  • Standard Life Support Systems
  • Standard Repulsorlift Engines
  • Standard Sensor Array
  • Standard Targeting Systems


Smuggling Compartments

Built In Droid Brain



  • Upgraded Armaments


  • Weak Shielding

Description: The Topaz Lance is little more then your standard YV-330. The main difference is the addition of some new weapons. Such as the quad laser cannons on its sides. To make up for a lack of a crew, Cyran incorporated as droid brain into the ship so it could man the turrets. Effectively cutting the minimum crew from 2 to 1. Given the ship's long profile it made it a little difficult to maneuver. The ships cargo capacity is a nice 5 metric tons. With the consumables lasting the ship one whole month.

Cyran Vaas

16 May 2018 - 12:37 AM





NAME: Cyran Vaas




RANK: Spacer


SPECIES: Zeltron


AGE: 26


SEX: Male


HEIGHT: 1.95 meters


WEIGHT: 165 lbs


EYES: Orange


HAIR: Blue


SKIN: Pink







STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :



+ Fine marksmen

+ Handsome

+ Racial Abilities (Powerful Pheromones, and Limited Telepathy)


+- Thrill Seeker


- Brash

- Stubborn

- Gullible



Cyran stands some over the average height of other Zeltrons, and is considered rather attractive like most of his kin. Having pink skin that can deepen with his level of emotions. Also having short blue hair and a well fit body. More often then not he can be seen in his personal Mandalorian Armor.



One could say Cyran is a pretty good embodiment of optimism. Always seeing and in search for the best of what life has to offer. However, when things aren't going so well for him or the people around him he tends to act out behave poorly, never really developing good ways to deal with negativity from the relatively care free and celebratory nature he and many Zeltrons are used to. Part of the hedonistic lifestyle he was raised on makes him a rather libidinous individual seemingly in a never ending pursuit of romantic interest.



Born on Zeltro and raised by a close group of traveling musicians, it was no surprise that Cyran was gonna end up like the other fun loving members of his race. Not only that but he'd quickly develop an appreciation for music. Since he grew up around musical performers who too wanted to move their passion down to him. But he got more then just passion for music, he was passionate for all sorts of things. Adventure, fighting, romance, one could say he just loved life and wanted to know as much of it as possible. This making him something of an adrenaline junky. 


Since he had a very mobile upbringing he'd seen some of the lowest, and highest of society. Quickly learning to take care of himself, even with the support of his close family and friends. Proving himself rather good with a blaster in a particular party trick where while intoxicated he was able to shoot fruit off of peoples heads without harming them in the process. He did promise that the balster he was using was on stun mode, but that was a lie. Even though he'd had some blaster training prior to this, Cyran considered it a hallmark and testament to his skill with a blaster.


With the constant travel he was exposed to it made him love the idea of not just seeing all there was to see in Zeltros but in the rest of the galaxy. Wishing to adventure off into the stars and become a renowned musical spacer as a result. Being able to sing stories of his adventures to the tune of folk songs and Jizz However, there was one thing keeping him from achieving this dream, not having any real stories to tell. From this interest in seeing more of the world, a friend of his recomended either becoming a freelance smuggler or bounty hunter as to not get bogged down with governments and their borders. Which Cyran considered good advice, and would later become a small time bounty hunter.


So when he was old enough to begin to experience the world on his own. He'd already had a pretty good, if not overly romanticized idea of the galaxy and its inhabitants. Knowing of the of the relentless Humans, the sly Rodians, and the cunning Mon Calamari. But no group ad to have fascinated him more then the Mandalorians. Hearing all about there fearless warriors and drive for conquest in defense of their world and culture.


So he thought, why not try to be like them. So when he got the credits to finally get himself a set of used Mandalorian shock trooper armor off the black market, which was made of cheaper material then traditional Manadlorian iron. With this he knew he was ready to begin his adventure. One of daring conflicts, ruthless villains, and amazing love interests. Or so he hoped, because soon he'd learn the hard way that in this unforgiving galaxy, and learned he did. The feel good stories he grew up on were legends at best.



Equipment: Mandalorian Armor (Made up of reinforced duraplast and Plastoid instead of beskar Z-6 Jetpack, 2 DH-23 Blaster Pistols Gauntlet Dartcaster Mandoviol


SHIP: Pursuer-Class Enforcement Ship







(Cyran Vaas standing before some of his fellow bounty hunters after finishing what they considered a big score)

(848 ABY)