Member
Max Akratnotos
Age: 26
Species: Human!
Gender: Male, Bi curious
Height: 1.83 Metres
Weight: 85 Kg
Force Sensitive: Slightly more than the average person, but willing to trust their own instincts (The force, despite not truly believing in it)
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Max is a tan skinned human, with a large birthmark just barely visible underneath the collar of a military jacket. He has black hair done up in a loose topknot, with streaks of blue running through. A faded scar sits over his left eye.
He wears a military jacket that barely meets the minimum requirements of an officer. Technically it's a Winter field jacket, but with a rank badge pinned overtop, who on his own ship would correct him.
Only when in the presence of superior officers does he don a uniform more befitting his station, but even then there are often stains or a loose button.
INVENTORY
heavy blaster pistol
A faded set of sabaac cards
A worn pair of kessel dice
A small flimsi book of children's stories
Long range communicator
PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
Max Is deeply insecure of his own abilities and accomplishments, yet attempts to obscure it behind bravado and quick witted comebacks. Due to his connections with admiral Deelos, he feels that he hasn't truly earned his place, and is extremely defensive about his abilities, but less so his accomplishments.
Extremely sympathetic to his crew, he will often take dressing downs from superiors in order to shield his crew from political fallout. While he respects the Jedi order as guardians of the republic, he shies away from their more mystical beliefs, skeptical of an omnipotent force that guides the galaxy. While he sees the republic as an unequivocally good, he is tired of unnecessary bureaucracy that gets in the way of helping the galaxy
STRENGTHS
Adaptable, a flexible commander that can change plans on the fly to suit a changing battlefield.
Empathy, he never ignores the plight of those serving beneath him, earning loyalty and admiration from those he serves with
WEAKNESSES
Self doubt, the moment a mistake is made on his part, he second guesses every other move he makes.
Empathy, oftentimes in battle he may miss opportunities due to his hesitancy in committing forces
A disregard for authority.
Constant exhaustion due to an insistence that he doesn't like the taste of Caf.
HISTORY
Orphaned by the age of 6 due to spice addicted parents, Max spent several years on the streets of Corellia, dodging local gangs and law enforcement alike. He turns to crime simply to stay alive, until one day he steals the datapad of a Duros named Seelos, who at the time was a captain within the Galactic alliance Navy.
Rather than alert the local authorities, Seelos tracked Max down himself, intrigued by this child who was able to stay one step ahead, at least for a time, of the typically analytical captain. After finally tracking him down, Seelos took Max in for a time, before sending him to the naval academy on anaxes. Max excelled at the martial aspects of his training, his manoeuvres, his command, and his flexibility. But his discipline and report writing was something each professor critiqued.
Eventually earning his commission and being assigned to a corvette, Akratonos quickly made his way through the ranks in the less political and visible sectors of the alliance, being kept out of the public view often due to his less than stellar appearance and attitude. But he was an effective weapon, dispatching pirate raids and repelling mandalorian incursions alike. Despite this success, Max was convinced that now Admiral Seelos was responsible for his success and will do anything to convince himself and others that this isnt the case.
Age: 26
Species: Human!
Gender: Male, Bi curious
Height: 1.83 Metres
Weight: 85 Kg
Force Sensitive: Slightly more than the average person, but willing to trust their own instincts (The force, despite not truly believing in it)
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Max is a tan skinned human, with a large birthmark just barely visible underneath the collar of a military jacket. He has black hair done up in a loose topknot, with streaks of blue running through. A faded scar sits over his left eye.
He wears a military jacket that barely meets the minimum requirements of an officer. Technically it's a Winter field jacket, but with a rank badge pinned overtop, who on his own ship would correct him.
Only when in the presence of superior officers does he don a uniform more befitting his station, but even then there are often stains or a loose button.
INVENTORY
heavy blaster pistol
A faded set of sabaac cards
A worn pair of kessel dice
A small flimsi book of children's stories
Long range communicator
PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
Max Is deeply insecure of his own abilities and accomplishments, yet attempts to obscure it behind bravado and quick witted comebacks. Due to his connections with admiral Deelos, he feels that he hasn't truly earned his place, and is extremely defensive about his abilities, but less so his accomplishments.
Extremely sympathetic to his crew, he will often take dressing downs from superiors in order to shield his crew from political fallout. While he respects the Jedi order as guardians of the republic, he shies away from their more mystical beliefs, skeptical of an omnipotent force that guides the galaxy. While he sees the republic as an unequivocally good, he is tired of unnecessary bureaucracy that gets in the way of helping the galaxy
STRENGTHS
Adaptable, a flexible commander that can change plans on the fly to suit a changing battlefield.
Empathy, he never ignores the plight of those serving beneath him, earning loyalty and admiration from those he serves with
WEAKNESSES
Self doubt, the moment a mistake is made on his part, he second guesses every other move he makes.
Empathy, oftentimes in battle he may miss opportunities due to his hesitancy in committing forces
A disregard for authority.
Constant exhaustion due to an insistence that he doesn't like the taste of Caf.
HISTORY
Orphaned by the age of 6 due to spice addicted parents, Max spent several years on the streets of Corellia, dodging local gangs and law enforcement alike. He turns to crime simply to stay alive, until one day he steals the datapad of a Duros named Seelos, who at the time was a captain within the Galactic alliance Navy.
Rather than alert the local authorities, Seelos tracked Max down himself, intrigued by this child who was able to stay one step ahead, at least for a time, of the typically analytical captain. After finally tracking him down, Seelos took Max in for a time, before sending him to the naval academy on anaxes. Max excelled at the martial aspects of his training, his manoeuvres, his command, and his flexibility. But his discipline and report writing was something each professor critiqued.
Eventually earning his commission and being assigned to a corvette, Akratonos quickly made his way through the ranks in the less political and visible sectors of the alliance, being kept out of the public view often due to his less than stellar appearance and attitude. But he was an effective weapon, dispatching pirate raids and repelling mandalorian incursions alike. Despite this success, Max was convinced that now Admiral Seelos was responsible for his success and will do anything to convince himself and others that this isnt the case.