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Character
NAME: Chamonix Ray
FACTION: No time for that, too many things to drink
RANK: Lifelong-Mate
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 33
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5'8
WEIGHT: 190
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Red and Curly
SKIN: Caucasian
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
Strengths:
+Chug-a-lug: Chamonix can; thanks to experience and body, drink a very large amount of alcohol before it bothers him, it also helps with things like poison.
+Sweet-talker: Chamonix has an accent and silky words which tend to make people enjoy his company a bit more
+Lifelong Mate: Chamonix is friendly and makes friends quite quickly with many people
+Nimble Fingers: Chamonix has quick fingers which make him a splendid pickpocket, they also let him play certain instruments better.
Weaknesses:
-Fighting: Chamonix has little experience fighting with anything, but his bare hands in the occasional bar fight.
-Thief: Chamonix is a pickpocket and a thief, which can lead to a bad reputation should he be caught.
-Life: Chamonix would never end a fellow sentient's life on purpose or without an extremely good reason, he's perfectly content with stunning and beating people to an inch of it though.
APPEARANCE:
Standing at 5'8 and weighing 190 pounds, Chamonix has caucasian skin and red curly hair. His eyes are a dark brown. He usually wears a red and brown striped suit with a greyish necktie underneath an overcoat made to resemble something that an admiral may wear.
BIOGRAPHY:
Chamonix was born on Coruscant, down in the lower levels of the city. His father left his mother at age three and his mother worked as barkeep in a nearby pub. As he got older he learned to serve people drinks and to sweet-talk some of the ladies who came there. At the age of fourteen he had picked up pickpocketing from another couple of the long-time patrons. When his mother finally passed while he was twenty-four, he inherited the bar and continued it's life long heritage. He worked there until he reached thirty-two years old when he set out for the stars.
SHIP:
Skipray Blastboat
KILLS:
Killing? That's atrocious
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
FACTION: No time for that, too many things to drink
RANK: Lifelong-Mate
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 33
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5'8
WEIGHT: 190
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Red and Curly
SKIN: Caucasian
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
Strengths:
+Chug-a-lug: Chamonix can; thanks to experience and body, drink a very large amount of alcohol before it bothers him, it also helps with things like poison.
+Sweet-talker: Chamonix has an accent and silky words which tend to make people enjoy his company a bit more
+Lifelong Mate: Chamonix is friendly and makes friends quite quickly with many people
+Nimble Fingers: Chamonix has quick fingers which make him a splendid pickpocket, they also let him play certain instruments better.
Weaknesses:
-Fighting: Chamonix has little experience fighting with anything, but his bare hands in the occasional bar fight.
-Thief: Chamonix is a pickpocket and a thief, which can lead to a bad reputation should he be caught.
-Life: Chamonix would never end a fellow sentient's life on purpose or without an extremely good reason, he's perfectly content with stunning and beating people to an inch of it though.
APPEARANCE:
Standing at 5'8 and weighing 190 pounds, Chamonix has caucasian skin and red curly hair. His eyes are a dark brown. He usually wears a red and brown striped suit with a greyish necktie underneath an overcoat made to resemble something that an admiral may wear.
BIOGRAPHY:
Chamonix was born on Coruscant, down in the lower levels of the city. His father left his mother at age three and his mother worked as barkeep in a nearby pub. As he got older he learned to serve people drinks and to sweet-talk some of the ladies who came there. At the age of fourteen he had picked up pickpocketing from another couple of the long-time patrons. When his mother finally passed while he was twenty-four, he inherited the bar and continued it's life long heritage. He worked there until he reached thirty-two years old when he set out for the stars.
SHIP:
Skipray Blastboat
KILLS:
Killing? That's atrocious
BOUNTIES COLLECTED: