Character Hevnor ezz Tentyre

[Hevnor]

OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION

Intent: Here I am, once again, I'm falling to pieces​

Image Credit: Unidentified Kubaz Ferryman from Star Wars: The Mandalorian, edits by Arage Bao ​

Permissions: When will I learn?​

PHYSICAL INFORMATION

Age: Early 30s​

Species: Kubaz​

Appearance: Hevnor is of middling height with a healthy build. Members of his species consider his snout to be handsome and dignified. His attire is unremarkable: the rugged clothes of a spacer, usually paired with a heavy cloak. Hevnor does not walk and run so much as he creeps and skulks. His movements carry a certain grace, and are eerily silent. He has a penchant for going about unnoticed.​

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Hevnor does not speak galactic standard basic due to his physiognomy. He wears a disc-shaped translation device like a badge over his right breast. It typically speaks for him, likely by some wireless cybernetic interface.​

SOCIAL INFORMATION

Name: Hevnor ezz Tentyre​

Affiliations: Dark Empire, Jaemus Directory​

Wealth: Negligible​

SKILLS

Drama: A lying liar who lies frequently, effortlessly, and skillfully.​

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Empathy: Gifted in reading and understanding others.​

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Interfacing: Adept at piloting, slicing, and generally utilizing technology.​

Perception: Well-attuned to the finer details. Won't miss much. It's a Kubaz thing.​

Savoir Faire: Adroit, sneaky, quick. Never trips. Always lands on his feet.​

PERSONALITY

Humorless. Very serious. Very disciplined. Hevnor has become deeply committed to the ideology of the Directory: order is preferable to disorder. It is both his bedrock and the lens through which makes sense of his existence. Everywhere he goes, Hevnor builds a precise model of the galaxy and catalogues its grotesque failures. He will understand the riddle of power and help set things right.​

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There will be no more pain or waste. Only harmony.​

COMBAT INFORMATION

Adept with sidearms and small melee weapons. Something of a gunslinger. Trained in the Echani unarmed forms.​

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If Hevnor is fighting, of course, something has gone terribly wrong. He prefers to remain out of sight… Either by his natural wiles or through liberal use of a holographic disguise matrix and an optical dephaser.​

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HISTORY

Hevnor is the descendant of refugees who fled to Imperial space in the wake of the Bryn'adul's scouring of Wild Space. After being bounced around by bureaucratic proceedings for some time, they ended up on the planet of Jaemus. The model city of Diadochron was to be their new home. Here, they would live in peace and security, rendering faithful service to the Empire.​

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Instead, they received front-row seats to its degradation and collapse. Hevnor was reared on Jaemus in the shadow of that planet's unending civil war. He quickly concluded that order was preferable to disorder and slavishly served the Directory for the remainder of the war.​

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Hevnor has most recently been dispatched to the heart of the Dark Empire, to continue the Directory's collaboration with that state in spite of recent political developments.​