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Gypsii, King of Spice
Rank: Spice Kingpin, Intergalactic Businessman Extraordinaire
Species: Human
Age: 24
Sex: Male
Height: 5'11
Weight: 156 lbs
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black
Skin: Brown
Force Sensitive: No
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Strengths+Survival of the Fittest: Adapts to new situations, and becomes whoever he needs to be to have the advantage.
+Smooth Criminal: Loves hearing his own voice, but then again so does everyone else. Gypsii can talk his way out of anything.
+Masquerade Party: Has an impenetrable facade, only the most astute can see through Gypsii's many masks.
Weaknesses
-High Life: Has a taste for finer things. He indulges in excess and extravagance
-Mad King: A Narcotics smuggler with delusions of grandeur make for a dangerous cocktail.
-Intergalactic Ego: Enormously vain, Gypsii will often let his ego rule his decisions
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Appearance: Image is very important to Gypsii. He has a taste for finer things and it shows. His hand are adorned with rings of gold and other various precious metals. He never leaves home without one of his many luxurious capes, lined with armorweave. His facial hair is always immaculately trimmed, and he never has a hair out of place. His clothes are always vibrant and eye-catchingly colorful. He constantly smiles whether he is at a party, interrogation, or firefight. He is frequently draped in exotic furs, from beasts you've never heard of.Biography: Gypsii doesn't remember his parents. They most likely perished in the depths of the Kessel Spice Mines. He grew up a slave working in the mines, always dreaming of more. He relished the few hours a week he would get topside, to look at the stars, and just imagine himself somewhere else anywhere else. As he grew he started sharing his dreams with the other slaves. Eventually the conversations changed from hypotheticals to revolution. After months of planning he orchestrated a slave revolt, and it worked.
They took the mine, but trouble would be coming. The cartels that ran the mines would be coming if their shipments weren't on time. Gypsii and some of the other slaves that fought by his side debated all day. After much thought he came with an answer. "We start the operation back up. We keep the workers mining and when the cartels get here I will explain who the new leaders here are. If we succeed we will be free men." The whole room exploded with a cacophony of disagreement. How could he even suggest subjecting the others back to slavery, while we sit pretty at the top. "I knew that would be your answer, but I wanted to give you all a chance.", Gypsii stated coldly. Some of the more rough men stormed in the room and everyone dropped from blaster fire, except Gypsii.
He managed to talk the Cartel into letting him run the mine, so long as his shipments we're never late. As he branched out he became envious of the galaxy's nobility and upper class. He began using his persuasiveness to gain more favor with the Cartel and eventually after a bloody turf war took some of the major Kessel Spice Mines. He built himself a larger than life image. The embodiment of high life and class, in stark contrast with his origins. He chases the dream that one day he will be true nobility. His personality became more and more eccentric after a couple years of using all different kinds of spice. He broke into many markets as his spice empire expanded I.E. Exotic Animals, Gambling, and Black Market Tech. While his fortune grew, he became known for collecting rare items. Everyone knew if you needed to sell something that might not be so above board you bring it to him. Eventually his reputation earned him the title 'King of Spice'.
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