Sargon Vynea
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NAME: Sargon Vynea
FACTION: Lords of the Fringe
RANK: Military Governor of Bakura
SPECIES: Zabrak
AGE: 28
GENDER: male
HEIGHT: 1.88 meters
WEIGHT: 127kg
EYES: purple
HAIR: none he does have medium size horns that form into a v shape opening towards the back
SKIN: red
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
decent martial skills
head for numbers and logistics
dislike/distrust of force users
total fool for a woman.... I’ll let you decide if that's weakness or strength
not a good pilot
lack of understanding in naval tactics
SHIP:Whisper
BIOGRAPHY:
Its said the sins of a father follow a son, but sometimes it is their greatest act of nobility which haunts them. Sargon's earliest memories are of Iridonia a long lost home which will always hold a place of longing in his heart. A fantasy of a home which he remembers his family whole and happy his father traveling frequently on business trips but his his attention was always quite lavish during his time home. Those memories are almost a fantasy to him and the truth had long been clouded in his head by the fantasy.
However close his memories and reality were they all came crashing down during his early childhood in a cataclysm of violence. His memories of that night come in nightmares for most of the rest of his life. The sudden sound of shouting as his father awoke Sargon and his older brother. He remembered his voice at that moment so clearly there was an authority to it he hadn't been aware his father possessed. It was calm so he awoke not to panic but his in clear thought as he moved to change clothes. He couldn't remember the exact words anymore as his young sleepy mind slowly began to sort through information but the sound of his voice at that moment never left him.
The rest was a whirlwind of movement and confusion as Sargon left with his father to buy supplies. They arrived back home with their speeder packed the sun just beginning to show across the horizon. Nothing looked touched but he could feel the tension in his father as they stopped. They never got out of the speeder but there was no need to he saw the truth in his father's eyes.
Sargon spent the rest of his childhood on the move his father bought a small freighter and took up work as a merchant. All the while he attempted to raise Sargon as best he could teaching him the same training him in combat as his father had taught him and raised him up as close to tradition as he could. Sargon grew up happy though the mystery of what happened followed him any attempt to bring it up was quickly countered by his father.
The past always follows a step behind however and in his twentieth year he returned to his father's ship to find it deserted. He could could feel it even as he stood before the ship as it rested in the hanger. There was simply something off something tangible at the edge of his sight. It was the feeling he remembered from so long ago. The ship was empty and seemingly undisturbed until he walked into his father's room. The walls were covered in small cuts that still glowed from the heat that had cut them so smoothly and precisely. That was the only answer he had to mysteries of that night and his youth. The marks left behind of a lightsaber and from the look of the patterns and depth of the cuts the came from opposite angles, it had been a duel.
Sargon spent the next years taking up work in security which gradually lead him to small time mercenary work. As the work became more illegal then legal the money increased and those few who knew him would never imagine the things he was willing to do for credits. He had made a simple choice somewhere in his mind. It was just good business.
The Fringe:
Sargon quickly became a believer in the fringe where every man could have his second chance at life. He came to discover he was a force sensitive and with training he could use these abilities for the force. He also entered the Fringe's military academy in hopes of one day leading his own legion. Soon even more was added on the new Optio's shoulders as the world of Bakura was brought into the domain of the Fringe. Relocated with the 121st to the planet he was assigned the duty of guarding the governor.
The governor however ended being a notoriously corrupt man who nearly brought the world to full scare revolt against both their own chosen civilian government and the Fringe presence. In a desperate attempt to end the advancing civilian revolt with minimal casualties Sarong made a hard choice and shot the governor of Bakura on live holovid. The shock of the event and promise of a new start with the repealing of the newest tax took the wind out of the revolutionist sails.
Sargon for his act was to his surprise given the position of military governor of Bakura by the Grand Admiral of the Fringe. Physically and mentally overburdened by the myriad of duties now assigned to him his efforts and training in all efforts suffered. Feeling that he simply lacked the ability to lead a world properly he brought the subject up in a meeting with the Grand Admiral. In the end the conversation reminded him why he fought for the Fringe and to realize he had stretched himself beyond his own limitations. Knowing he could only choose one path he left it in the Grand Admiral's hands as to what she believed he would best aid the Fringe doing. Thus he was placed upon his path, Military Governor of Bakura, and to train in the ways of the force. His resolve had been strengthened and he made a vow that one day the Grand Admiral would judge him true.
KILLS:
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
Incomplete Threads:
Meeting Diana
Meeting the Moross
Dominion of Javin
Fall into the sky
Construction Projects
Reverse Engineering a Legend
Space Truckers
Training an apprentice
Dominion threads:
[url=http://starwarsrp.net/topic/12526-lords-of-the-fringe-dominion-of-taloraan/[/URL]]Dominion of Taloraan
[url=http://starwarsrp.net/topic/12976-frigid-shadows-atrisian-empire-dominion-of-csilla/[/URL]]Atrisian domion of Csilla
Dominion of Dasid Anya
Dominion of Rakata Beta
Dominion of Yalara
Dominion of Soledad
Dominion of Phu
Dominion of Lujo
Dominion of Contruum
RP threads:
[url=http://starwarsrp.net/topic/12487-a-new-life/[/URL]]A new life
Starting RP simple work out at the gym
Personal Growth
Sargon is reassigned to Bakura where he must decide his role in the Fringe
Like Clockwork
Coffee house hijinks
Dragonheart
trip to harvest dragon's scales end anti-climaticly
Shoe Shopping
A trip to get some new boots
A drink amongst strangers
a promised for a drink fulfilled
A friendly hello
training a new governor
The Axis Powers
Ithor dies
Business Proposal
The Fringe Confederacy contracts out Blas-Tech for access to their technology
Thronebreaker
Boom goes the senate buildling
The Holocron auction redux
The sin of ambition
Invasion of Atrisia
Bakuran Arms Show
OP invasion of the Fringe
I'm not an alcholic... everyone just wants to rp in a bar!
Leave: Naboo
Sith Invasion of Yaga Minor
Bakuran Knights
Election Night
Invasion of Fondor
Duel threads:
Jokers take all Battle Royal
Sargon joins battle royal and things go wildly astray before being him and Valik are left on the ring in victory
Skirmish on Riflor
Duel with Valic
Sargon faces a Sith Lord in combat
What a welcome home
Sargon learns the powers a witch can command
Somewhere he did not belong
First fight
Fighting to earn ones keep
Development threads:
Phrick Shield
Dakan
Training threads:
A lesson in government
Lucien teaches Sargon the art of governing
Entry into the Academy
Entering the academy
Force Training threads:
Whisper of the wind
Touching the force and force sense
Sometimes being self aware is limiting
Center of being... a duel with a droid from another time
Dead threads!
Campaign Hex shipyards
The calm before the Storm
I got my cootie shot
For Further Prosperity
The curtain rises
A hyperlane for us all
When you let things happen organically
Interesting collision
Diplomatic ties
All great tales begin in a bar
When visions just won't stop
Sneeve: Selective mutation
FACTION: Lords of the Fringe
RANK: Military Governor of Bakura
SPECIES: Zabrak
AGE: 28
GENDER: male
HEIGHT: 1.88 meters
WEIGHT: 127kg
EYES: purple
HAIR: none he does have medium size horns that form into a v shape opening towards the back
SKIN: red
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
decent martial skills
head for numbers and logistics
dislike/distrust of force users
total fool for a woman.... I’ll let you decide if that's weakness or strength
not a good pilot
lack of understanding in naval tactics
SHIP:Whisper
BIOGRAPHY:
Its said the sins of a father follow a son, but sometimes it is their greatest act of nobility which haunts them. Sargon's earliest memories are of Iridonia a long lost home which will always hold a place of longing in his heart. A fantasy of a home which he remembers his family whole and happy his father traveling frequently on business trips but his his attention was always quite lavish during his time home. Those memories are almost a fantasy to him and the truth had long been clouded in his head by the fantasy.
However close his memories and reality were they all came crashing down during his early childhood in a cataclysm of violence. His memories of that night come in nightmares for most of the rest of his life. The sudden sound of shouting as his father awoke Sargon and his older brother. He remembered his voice at that moment so clearly there was an authority to it he hadn't been aware his father possessed. It was calm so he awoke not to panic but his in clear thought as he moved to change clothes. He couldn't remember the exact words anymore as his young sleepy mind slowly began to sort through information but the sound of his voice at that moment never left him.
The rest was a whirlwind of movement and confusion as Sargon left with his father to buy supplies. They arrived back home with their speeder packed the sun just beginning to show across the horizon. Nothing looked touched but he could feel the tension in his father as they stopped. They never got out of the speeder but there was no need to he saw the truth in his father's eyes.
Sargon spent the rest of his childhood on the move his father bought a small freighter and took up work as a merchant. All the while he attempted to raise Sargon as best he could teaching him the same training him in combat as his father had taught him and raised him up as close to tradition as he could. Sargon grew up happy though the mystery of what happened followed him any attempt to bring it up was quickly countered by his father.
The past always follows a step behind however and in his twentieth year he returned to his father's ship to find it deserted. He could could feel it even as he stood before the ship as it rested in the hanger. There was simply something off something tangible at the edge of his sight. It was the feeling he remembered from so long ago. The ship was empty and seemingly undisturbed until he walked into his father's room. The walls were covered in small cuts that still glowed from the heat that had cut them so smoothly and precisely. That was the only answer he had to mysteries of that night and his youth. The marks left behind of a lightsaber and from the look of the patterns and depth of the cuts the came from opposite angles, it had been a duel.
Sargon spent the next years taking up work in security which gradually lead him to small time mercenary work. As the work became more illegal then legal the money increased and those few who knew him would never imagine the things he was willing to do for credits. He had made a simple choice somewhere in his mind. It was just good business.
The Fringe:
Sargon quickly became a believer in the fringe where every man could have his second chance at life. He came to discover he was a force sensitive and with training he could use these abilities for the force. He also entered the Fringe's military academy in hopes of one day leading his own legion. Soon even more was added on the new Optio's shoulders as the world of Bakura was brought into the domain of the Fringe. Relocated with the 121st to the planet he was assigned the duty of guarding the governor.
The governor however ended being a notoriously corrupt man who nearly brought the world to full scare revolt against both their own chosen civilian government and the Fringe presence. In a desperate attempt to end the advancing civilian revolt with minimal casualties Sarong made a hard choice and shot the governor of Bakura on live holovid. The shock of the event and promise of a new start with the repealing of the newest tax took the wind out of the revolutionist sails.
Sargon for his act was to his surprise given the position of military governor of Bakura by the Grand Admiral of the Fringe. Physically and mentally overburdened by the myriad of duties now assigned to him his efforts and training in all efforts suffered. Feeling that he simply lacked the ability to lead a world properly he brought the subject up in a meeting with the Grand Admiral. In the end the conversation reminded him why he fought for the Fringe and to realize he had stretched himself beyond his own limitations. Knowing he could only choose one path he left it in the Grand Admiral's hands as to what she believed he would best aid the Fringe doing. Thus he was placed upon his path, Military Governor of Bakura, and to train in the ways of the force. His resolve had been strengthened and he made a vow that one day the Grand Admiral would judge him true.
KILLS:
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
Incomplete Threads:
Meeting Diana
Meeting the Moross
Dominion of Javin
Fall into the sky
Construction Projects
Reverse Engineering a Legend
Space Truckers
Training an apprentice
Dominion threads:
[url=http://starwarsrp.net/topic/12526-lords-of-the-fringe-dominion-of-taloraan/[/URL]]Dominion of Taloraan
[url=http://starwarsrp.net/topic/12976-frigid-shadows-atrisian-empire-dominion-of-csilla/[/URL]]Atrisian domion of Csilla
Dominion of Dasid Anya
Dominion of Rakata Beta
Dominion of Yalara
Dominion of Soledad
Dominion of Phu
Dominion of Lujo
Dominion of Contruum
RP threads:
[url=http://starwarsrp.net/topic/12487-a-new-life/[/URL]]A new life
Starting RP simple work out at the gym
Personal Growth
Sargon is reassigned to Bakura where he must decide his role in the Fringe
Like Clockwork
Coffee house hijinks
Dragonheart
trip to harvest dragon's scales end anti-climaticly
Shoe Shopping
A trip to get some new boots
A drink amongst strangers
a promised for a drink fulfilled
A friendly hello
training a new governor
The Axis Powers
Ithor dies
Business Proposal
The Fringe Confederacy contracts out Blas-Tech for access to their technology
Thronebreaker
Boom goes the senate buildling
The Holocron auction redux
The sin of ambition
Invasion of Atrisia
Bakuran Arms Show
OP invasion of the Fringe
I'm not an alcholic... everyone just wants to rp in a bar!
Leave: Naboo
Sith Invasion of Yaga Minor
Bakuran Knights
Election Night
Invasion of Fondor
Duel threads:
Jokers take all Battle Royal
Sargon joins battle royal and things go wildly astray before being him and Valik are left on the ring in victory
Skirmish on Riflor
Duel with Valic
Sargon faces a Sith Lord in combat
What a welcome home
Sargon learns the powers a witch can command
Somewhere he did not belong
First fight
Fighting to earn ones keep
Development threads:
Phrick Shield
Dakan
Training threads:
A lesson in government
Lucien teaches Sargon the art of governing
Entry into the Academy
Entering the academy
Force Training threads:
Whisper of the wind
Touching the force and force sense
Sometimes being self aware is limiting
Center of being... a duel with a droid from another time
Dead threads!
Campaign Hex shipyards
The calm before the Storm
I got my cootie shot
For Further Prosperity
The curtain rises
A hyperlane for us all
When you let things happen organically
Interesting collision
Diplomatic ties
All great tales begin in a bar
When visions just won't stop
Sneeve: Selective mutation
