Keepin Corellia Weird
[SIZE=11pt]NAME:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] Daymon Vale[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]FACTION:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] TBD [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]RANK:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] None (current), Sergeant - Galactic Alliance Special Forces (former)[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]SPECIES:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] Corellian (½), Human, Unknown - (½)[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]AGE:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] 30[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]SEX:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] Male [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]HEIGHT:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] 6’2” [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]WEIGHT:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] 260lbs [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]EYES:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] Grey-Green [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]HAIR:[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt] Auburn [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]SKIN: [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Pale [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]FORCE SENSITIVE: [/SIZE]Unknown
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[SIZE=11pt]STRENGTHS:[/SIZE]
Southpaw: For a fighter type, Daymon is a noted left-hander and famed for his left hook.
I’m a pilot, a driver…: Daymon can drive or pilot near any craft with a control yoke, be it ground or air, though he is exceptionally noted flying ground support aircraft and speeder bikes or just plain speeders.
[SIZE=11pt]WEAKNESSES:[/SIZE]
Slow & Steady: Daymon is not the type to rely on sprints and bursts of speed, but is phenomenal in contests of endurance and determination.
Temper!: Half-Corellian, Daymon inherited the fiery temper of his Mothers people, and the physical build and power to back it up from his unknown father.
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[SIZE=11pt]Typically seen in a Corellian style long coat, white undershirt and spacers denim pants with high topped riding boots.[/SIZE]
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[SIZE=11pt]Daymon was born to a loving mother and a father who made his presence known mostly in a monthly sum of credits and presents on his birthday, but after the age of five or six, Daymon can barely remember ever seeing him or talking to him. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Bigger things to handle, one would suppose.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Well educated, but no star student, Daymon grew up with a chip on his shoulder and a reputation for not starting fights but finishing them in a rather dramatic fashion. Rumor has it in his secondary school he put a boy in a locker. Through the flimsi-steel door of said locker. Eventually, his mother would place him in a military academy, despairing of controlling his temper otherwise, and it did seem to mostly straighten out the boy.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]Daymon flew evac and dropships for the Galactic Alliance and was an overall accomplished and minorly decorated pilot in that regard. Given the Alliance’s weak stance on holding the Core, Daymon took his exit papers, a modest pension, and now has begun the next steps of finding a career, home, and way forward from his former life and career.[/SIZE]
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- [SIZE=11pt]N/A[/SIZE]
Possessions:
- BR-212 "Jackal" ACR x1
- C-11 "Nastirci" Combat Knife x1
- VT-Assault Armor x1
- VT-RAM Disruptor x1
- VT/ATC-Jumpkit x1
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Total: 1 Completed: 0
Private: 0/1
Deep Black Sea: Firefist Campaign
