Vorhi Alestrani
Blind Brawler
Image from Furaffinity at the following link
Name: Hrrrov "Nuisance" Nital, your late-night hellraiser
Loyalties: QROR Holocommunications, Primarily in the Music Entertainment Division
Role: QROR's greatest Holo-Jockey, Hrrov is a self-described "Togorian Music Machine," known for throwing wild parties and raising hell from system to system.
Development Threads:
Age: Mid-forties. I am assuming Togorian lifespans aren't that far off humans.
Species: Togorian, known for occasionally dying his pelt weird colors before a show.
Force Sensitivity: Nope.
Appearance: The Tongue Piercing, and love for Corellian night-club fashion, makes him stand out quite a bit among his fellow Togorians.
Personality: Loud, tuned out, and partying hard enough to break a world. Mrrov is a man who cares so little about what others think of him, He just wants to dance, and drink, and fight some cute girls to keep his bed warm.
Weapon of Choice: Dance moves, squirt guns, and other "Rader" Music accessories. Also, his trademark is that he will sometiems throw baked goods at people on stage and use an inflatable "sqeaky" hammer from somewhere.
Wealth: Pretty impressive. He uses company assets to cover most of his distractions, so he's saved up quite a bit of money, despite having been cut off from his family's money after initially deciding to enter the music industry and forsake his family's tradition of military service and governmental duties.
Combat Function: I play the beats, I don't dish 'em out.
Skills: He actually is a really good musician, specializing in adding ultrasonic accompaniment for species with sharper ears than most humans. He plays beats that both humans and Togorians can dance to, with multiple sets of interlaid lyrics. He's that damn good. He's also a fairly capable slicer, specializing in hi-jacking PA systems and military communications channels for spontaneous party creation.
Notable Possessions: His Car, his braodacast stations, and a datapad that he converted into a turntable that he can plug in anywhere to play some tunes on the road, as long as there's a function sound system.
Other Notes: A lover and not a fighter, Hrrov is not intended for combat. However, he's coming to Togoria despite what his security guys at the company said. He can gatecrash any party. Even a war can surrender to power of music.
Born to a prominent Togorian family a few decades back, Hrov has always had an ear for music and a weird sense of humor. Bumming around Corellia and other planets playing shows and learning technology instead of carrying on the family line of warriors and leaders, he was disowned by them. He swore off his family and home, as imature kids are wont to do, right up until the first invasion of his homeland by the Sith Empire. Since then, he's dedicated himself to charity work inbetween his shows, providing aid to worlds torn about by war while selling albums and donating proceeds to charitable enterprises. He has attempted to patch thigns up with his mother. His father, Krrev, passed away during the second invasion of Togoria by Sith Empire forces.
Intent: Invasions often have music. The invasion of Togoria's gonna have an excuse and framing device.
