In Umbris Potestas Est
NAME: Blang Halul
FACTION: unaffiliated bounty hunter, body guard, thug for hire.
RANK:
SPECIES: humanoid
AGE: 23
GENDER: male
HEIGHT: 6
WEIGHT: 177
EYES: green
HAIR: reddish blonde
SKIN: white
FORCE SENSITIVE: slight moments, but untrained and untamed.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Describe in moderate detail the strengths and weaknesses of your character.
Strengths: Incredibly agile and intelligent, does not get spooked or intimidated. Physically strong but not overtly bulky. Handsome and persuasive, he has a way of getting people to see things his way. Very charismatic when he needs to be.
Weaknesses: Can be perceived as pushy or rude. Addicted to stimulants, loves death sticks and any drink in a seedy cantina. Falls for all the wrong women and is especially impressionable by beautiful females. Has a weakness for Twi'lek dancers and gambling. Will always choose the credits over morality if the price is right.
SHIP:
Heavily customized z-95 headhunter. Lightweight frame and larger engines allow for excellent maneuverability and uncanny speed. Holding cells allow for the transport of up to 6 very uncomfortable standard sized humanoids. Moderate cloaking device and anti missile flares as well as overcharged laser gattling guns on the end of both wings. Proton torpedoes that seem to short out at the worst possible times.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born in the slave pits of Naar shada he was subject to many abuses as a young boy. Both parents were sold off when he was 4 and he was left to fend for himself. He would get into scruffs with older kids and predatory slaves, spending a whole year in solitary for killing two in a fight over a sweetroll. In his solitude he was able to master the art of stealth, pick pocketing overseers and slave merchants, as well as getting into secure areas to steal food.
One fateful night he snuck into the head overseers room to steal a prize bottle of spice wine. The overseer awoke and drew his vibroblade, striking him and leaving him with a scar. When Blang didn't flinch the overseer saw something in him and offered him a job as a spy among the slaves.
That went well for a couple years and as he physically matured the overseer decided to start taking him on raids to acquire new slaves from far off colonies. One job ended especially badly leaving the whole crew except for the overseer and Blang dead.
Ever the opportunist he saw his chance at freedom. feigning loyalty he got within killing distance of the overseer. He stole the same vibroblade that had scarred his face and ran it through the overseers chest.
With a smile on his face and a small fleet of slave ships to choose from, he chose the fastest one and escaped off the planet. With the credits stolen from the corpse of the overseer he spent the next few months drinking himself into a stupor in a cantina on a backwater moon. One day the bartender offered him free drinks, free dancing girls and 50 credits to get rid of some ruffians permanently. Once he realized how easy it was to get paid for doing others dirty work he never looked back.
KILLS:
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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ROLE-PLAYS:
FACTION: unaffiliated bounty hunter, body guard, thug for hire.
RANK:
SPECIES: humanoid
AGE: 23
GENDER: male
HEIGHT: 6
WEIGHT: 177
EYES: green
HAIR: reddish blonde
SKIN: white
FORCE SENSITIVE: slight moments, but untrained and untamed.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Describe in moderate detail the strengths and weaknesses of your character.
Strengths: Incredibly agile and intelligent, does not get spooked or intimidated. Physically strong but not overtly bulky. Handsome and persuasive, he has a way of getting people to see things his way. Very charismatic when he needs to be.
Weaknesses: Can be perceived as pushy or rude. Addicted to stimulants, loves death sticks and any drink in a seedy cantina. Falls for all the wrong women and is especially impressionable by beautiful females. Has a weakness for Twi'lek dancers and gambling. Will always choose the credits over morality if the price is right.
SHIP:
Heavily customized z-95 headhunter. Lightweight frame and larger engines allow for excellent maneuverability and uncanny speed. Holding cells allow for the transport of up to 6 very uncomfortable standard sized humanoids. Moderate cloaking device and anti missile flares as well as overcharged laser gattling guns on the end of both wings. Proton torpedoes that seem to short out at the worst possible times.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born in the slave pits of Naar shada he was subject to many abuses as a young boy. Both parents were sold off when he was 4 and he was left to fend for himself. He would get into scruffs with older kids and predatory slaves, spending a whole year in solitary for killing two in a fight over a sweetroll. In his solitude he was able to master the art of stealth, pick pocketing overseers and slave merchants, as well as getting into secure areas to steal food.
One fateful night he snuck into the head overseers room to steal a prize bottle of spice wine. The overseer awoke and drew his vibroblade, striking him and leaving him with a scar. When Blang didn't flinch the overseer saw something in him and offered him a job as a spy among the slaves.
That went well for a couple years and as he physically matured the overseer decided to start taking him on raids to acquire new slaves from far off colonies. One job ended especially badly leaving the whole crew except for the overseer and Blang dead.
Ever the opportunist he saw his chance at freedom. feigning loyalty he got within killing distance of the overseer. He stole the same vibroblade that had scarred his face and ran it through the overseers chest.
With a smile on his face and a small fleet of slave ships to choose from, he chose the fastest one and escaped off the planet. With the credits stolen from the corpse of the overseer he spent the next few months drinking himself into a stupor in a cantina on a backwater moon. One day the bartender offered him free drinks, free dancing girls and 50 credits to get rid of some ruffians permanently. Once he realized how easy it was to get paid for doing others dirty work he never looked back.
KILLS:
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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