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Marston Krill, Outer Rim Regional Commander, Galactic Southwest Region
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OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
HISTORICAL INFORMATION
Marston Krill. Once a prominent businessman in the Outer Rim, his name now means next to nothing. Some days he’s Weller Morgan, other days Bos Vinlan. Only Marston and his closest associates truly know the man and know what he’s capable of. Not much is known about his previous life, before the Rebellion. What information could be dug up seems to conflict whether it’s who he worked for or even where. Whatever the truth is, the man keeps it to himself.
Maston is a natural chameleon, able to blend in with those of the highest and the lowest classes without skipping a beat. Quick of wit and often too fast for his own good, the man is a natural actor, no doubt a part of his personality that aided him during his tenure as a businessman. Now, it serves him in his role with the Rebellion, though some say he too often exposes himself to danger. Known for making risky gambits and succeeding, Marston has been instrumental in establishing an operating network in the Outer Rim for the Rebellion, though communication with this region is far from optimal. With the Commander frequently putting himself in the field, it is left to his support staff to cover for him.
A self proclaimed connoisseur of fine liquors, Marston can be counted on to have a flask of something on him at all times. Others have noticed the slight shaking of the Commander’s hands when he goes long stints without - a growing concern as the Rebellion ramps up its operations across the galaxy. Upon asking around, it’s clear the man is plagued by demons of his past, but what they consist of no one knows and the Commander himself refuses to talk about, even to his closest associates.
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OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
Intent: Create a regional “Command” NPC for The Rebellion, to add flavor to the faction and create a structure to the organization.
Image Credit: Marthe Jonkers, Artstation
Role: Rebellion Commander, Regional (Outer Rim, Galactic Southwest)
Links: N/A
Age: 39
Force Sensitivity: Non-Force User
Species: Human
Appearance: Weathered skin hints at a life of discomfort, several small scars creating patches in the stubble of Marston’s jawline. The Commander is a veteran of many fights against tyrany in the Outer Rim from dealing with criminal enterprises to the First Order itself, Commander Krill is no stranger to the fight. Dirty blonde hair complements the stubble on his chin, gray eyes peering out from behind his bangs. Marston can often be found wearing comfortable clothes but definitely utilitarian in nature. Rarely does he dress any more formal than a button down shirt - coveralls and rough fabrics are a staple of his blue collar lifestyle and need for rugged clothing.
Name: Marston Krill
Loyalties: The Rebellionhttp://starwarsrp.net/groups/805-the-rebellion/
Wealth: Below Average. Though he’s capable of working, much of his life revolves around his minimalist attitude and desire to leave the smallest footprint possible. Often his wealth takes form in liquid assets, things that can be sold and traded quickly should the need arise.
Notable Possessions: Secured Link to Rebellion Command, stripped down Model 434 Heavy Blaster Pistol.
Skills: Well spoken, Convincing. Quick thinker and able to act exceptionally well.
Personality: When not playing a role or actively engaged in operations, Marston is easy going and gives the impression of being worry free. Those who know him well however can see past the easy-go-lucky mask he puts on. Marston is a man plagued by the past, some horrific memory he doesn’t talk about seems to be the center of what drives him. The man has demons, and while it can be well assumed everyone has their own, Marston seems to have an abundance. A social chameleon, Commander Krill is able to blend in with those of upper society as well as those of lower status, fitting his role within the Rebellion well - though most suggest he takes too dangerous a role considering he is a region Commander.
Weapon of Choice: Wits, Concealment. When those fail, he is known to carry a stripped down Model 434 Heavy Blaster Pistol.
Combat Function:
Duelist, Operative: Marston is a gunslinger afterall, preferring the short range battlefield that caters to the decreased range of blaster pistols, his weapon of choice. The Commander prefers to be up close and personal with his foe, fitting as he spends most of his active time in the field attempting to infiltrate and secure vital information for the Rebellion. While he is more than capable at close range, he’s no marksman, unsteady hand and a reliance on booze mean anything outside of pistol range is a wash.
HISTORICAL INFORMATION
Marston Krill. Once a prominent businessman in the Outer Rim, his name now means next to nothing. Some days he’s Weller Morgan, other days Bos Vinlan. Only Marston and his closest associates truly know the man and know what he’s capable of. Not much is known about his previous life, before the Rebellion. What information could be dug up seems to conflict whether it’s who he worked for or even where. Whatever the truth is, the man keeps it to himself.
Maston is a natural chameleon, able to blend in with those of the highest and the lowest classes without skipping a beat. Quick of wit and often too fast for his own good, the man is a natural actor, no doubt a part of his personality that aided him during his tenure as a businessman. Now, it serves him in his role with the Rebellion, though some say he too often exposes himself to danger. Known for making risky gambits and succeeding, Marston has been instrumental in establishing an operating network in the Outer Rim for the Rebellion, though communication with this region is far from optimal. With the Commander frequently putting himself in the field, it is left to his support staff to cover for him.
A self proclaimed connoisseur of fine liquors, Marston can be counted on to have a flask of something on him at all times. Others have noticed the slight shaking of the Commander’s hands when he goes long stints without - a growing concern as the Rebellion ramps up its operations across the galaxy. Upon asking around, it’s clear the man is plagued by demons of his past, but what they consist of no one knows and the Commander himself refuses to talk about, even to his closest associates.
