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Name: Basulla Tularhen
Nickname: Tully
Homeworld: Corellia (Coronet City)
Species: Quarth
Sex: Male
Orientation: Heterosexual
Age: 48 GSY
Height: 1.86m
Weight: 93.5kg
Eyes: Orange Rectangular Irises
Hair: None
Build: Robust, powerful
Distinguishing Marks: Three distinctive claw-mark scars over his left eye.
Personality and Traits:
Slightly shorter than most males of his species, Tully is notable for his stout, robust physique; his strength and toughness a much-talked about and understood feature of his reputation. He'd been spacing his entire life, ever since leaving Corellia, where he'd worked as a mechanic and technician for his family's shop until he signed on as ship's assistant engineer's mate. After that, he moved from crew to crew, at some point working in most every ship's department, but above all, he loved the cockpit the most. Quarth, especially Force-sensitive ones like Tully, had a knack for navigation and as pilots go, you'd think they were born in cockpits, with skills to spare and ice water coursing through his veins. Tully could build it, fix it, fly it, and steer it through star systems like threading a needle. He preferred the solitude of the cockpit, or being alone in the engine room with just the hum of the drives to pierce the air, and didn't go in for crowds. Let him roam some far-away world, delve into some unexplored ruins or long-forgotten temple, or just sailing across the stars, and he was happy. When he had to deal with others, he was usually terse, even downright laconic, and gruff doesn't quite capture the spirit of his demeanor. But, in the right circumstances, he could charm the pants off a rancor. He'd been around, fought a few battles, did a little smuggling, whatever kept him flush for the Sabacc tables or pod races. Tully liked to gamble, and depending on your source, he either owed money in the Core, which is why he was on the Rim, or else he had a secret fortune buried on some Force-forsaken rock somewhere in the Unknown Regions. All anybody knows for sure is that the Quarth has a chestful of medals and campaign ribbons, given out by at least six different militaries, and could tell you the ID number of a spaceship part - any spaceship part - at a glance. There wasn't anything he couldn't pilot, and well. He was good with a blaster and knew his way around military-grade hardware; a brawler in a fight; and though he had a mercurial and legendary temper, he was above all, fair and trustworthy.
Force Sensitive: Yes, not trained but obviously possesses a natural gift for navigation and piloting through the use of the Force, and shows signs of potential for Mecha-Deru-like ability.
Languages: Galactic Basic, Quarth, Sy Bisti, Bocce, Meese Caulf, Mando'a, and Huttese.
Personal Ship: The "Kraken", a custom-built long-range reconnaissance and exploration ship. Designed and assembled by Tully himself, using the winnings from a big Sabacc tournament on Tatooine to create the innovative craft.
Personal Relationships: Ochara D'urhee , his lover and traveling companion. The strange pair met by chance, and it was kismet. Ochara joined on, and the cramped quarters of the Kraken became even more cramped, though neither was complaining.
Faction(s): The Outer Rim Coalition (ORC), a well-established power on the fringes of known space, and Free Fleet, a rag-tag group of mercenary spacers, smugglers, etc.
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