Barkeep
NAME: Nikolas Woverius Rillians, Nik Rillians
FACTION:
RANK:
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 28
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'0"
WEIGHT: 158lbs
EYES: Hazel
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: White
FORCE SENSITIVE: Nah.
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STRENGTHS:
A natural flair for flying/piloting starships.
WEAKNESSES:
Borderline alcoholism.
Dependency upon cigarettes.
APPEARANCE:
Nik stands at six foot on the nose. He has longish dark brown hair, dark brown eyes and pretty average looks.
BIOGRAPHY:
Nik didn't come from a broken home. His parents are still alive. He wasn't kidnapped by some nefarious agents of the darkside, nor was he tortured and damaged by some other traumatic experience. All in all he lead a pretty boring life. He grew up in a penniless patch of Coronet. His mother worked as a cleaner, his father a glass fitter for a construction company. They didn't have much but as a kid you never notice such things. Give Nik a stick to play with and it was anything from a blaster to a lightsaber, he had an imagination growing up and still does today, money was never a factor for him.
He was bright, not a genius but above average on the intelligence scale. This was to be his undoing. After blasting his way through primary school he went to secondary and such was his inflated ego that he considered himself 'above' the education system. He dropped out, floated from job to job and got a healthy kick in the teeth from life to curb any future delusions of grandeur. Now he's past his teenage years, his life has gone no where, he can count the amount of useful skills he has on two fingers. This is, coincidently, the amount of fingers he likes to give life when it points this out to him.
Given that life has a way of kicking a man when he's down, Nik's idyllic existence was rudely shaken and shot full of holes when he mistakenly hit on a local pirates mrs. A series of screams, running, blaster fire and blind luck lead him to be recruited by a smuggler in need of a pilot. Never having defied gravity for more than the length of time it takes to fall down some stairs he lied and charmed his way into the position. To his utter surprise he figured out the controls double quick, although the imminent cancellation of his short pathetic story probably helped him along. Having lost the pirates in hyperspace Nik now travels with his companion that probably won't live as long as he will (Probably).
SHIP:
"The Rusted Lady"
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/23358-tachyon-class-light-freighter/
KILLS:
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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ROLE-PLAYS:
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t116-no-rest-for-the-wicked-invite-only-nik
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t115-to-your-health-rillians-open
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t85-smuggle-me-this-phex-izzy-invite
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t112-now-departing-open
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t108-four-little-questions
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t44-a-bountiful-harvest
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t53-magistrates-new-and-old-open
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t18-first-star-on-the-left-open
FACTION:
RANK:
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 28
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'0"
WEIGHT: 158lbs
EYES: Hazel
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: White
FORCE SENSITIVE: Nah.
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STRENGTHS:
A natural flair for flying/piloting starships.
WEAKNESSES:
Borderline alcoholism.
Dependency upon cigarettes.
APPEARANCE:
Nik stands at six foot on the nose. He has longish dark brown hair, dark brown eyes and pretty average looks.
BIOGRAPHY:
Nik didn't come from a broken home. His parents are still alive. He wasn't kidnapped by some nefarious agents of the darkside, nor was he tortured and damaged by some other traumatic experience. All in all he lead a pretty boring life. He grew up in a penniless patch of Coronet. His mother worked as a cleaner, his father a glass fitter for a construction company. They didn't have much but as a kid you never notice such things. Give Nik a stick to play with and it was anything from a blaster to a lightsaber, he had an imagination growing up and still does today, money was never a factor for him.
He was bright, not a genius but above average on the intelligence scale. This was to be his undoing. After blasting his way through primary school he went to secondary and such was his inflated ego that he considered himself 'above' the education system. He dropped out, floated from job to job and got a healthy kick in the teeth from life to curb any future delusions of grandeur. Now he's past his teenage years, his life has gone no where, he can count the amount of useful skills he has on two fingers. This is, coincidently, the amount of fingers he likes to give life when it points this out to him.
Given that life has a way of kicking a man when he's down, Nik's idyllic existence was rudely shaken and shot full of holes when he mistakenly hit on a local pirates mrs. A series of screams, running, blaster fire and blind luck lead him to be recruited by a smuggler in need of a pilot. Never having defied gravity for more than the length of time it takes to fall down some stairs he lied and charmed his way into the position. To his utter surprise he figured out the controls double quick, although the imminent cancellation of his short pathetic story probably helped him along. Having lost the pirates in hyperspace Nik now travels with his companion that probably won't live as long as he will (Probably).
SHIP:
"The Rusted Lady"
http://starwarsrp.net/topic/23358-tachyon-class-light-freighter/
KILLS:
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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ROLE-PLAYS:
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t116-no-rest-for-the-wicked-invite-only-nik
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t115-to-your-health-rillians-open
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t85-smuggle-me-this-phex-izzy-invite
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t112-now-departing-open
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t108-four-little-questions
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t44-a-bountiful-harvest
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t53-magistrates-new-and-old-open
http://infinitegalaxies.forumsmotion.com/t18-first-star-on-the-left-open
