Slaask
BFG Division.
[media]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pNkQMtZAMAw[/media]
NAME: SlaaskFACTION: The Sovereignty
RANK: Corporal
SPECIES: Trandoshan
AGE: 19
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 7'2
WEIGHT: Heavy
EYES: Yellow
SCALE COLOR: Red
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
+Trandoshan Racial Traits; claws make a good backup weapon, regenerative abilities give capacity of naturally replacing limbs and infrared vision is always handy.
+Iron Walls; Slaask is trained to tank hits and dish them out equally. It'll take a lot to truly bring him down.
=Nomadic; This Trandoshan doesn't like sitting around in one place, always seeking the next place to spiral down toward at high speeds
=Thrill-seeker; Big explosions, big guns, actions of legend. It's fair to say that Slaask actively seeks the next adrenaline rush.
-Lose Yourself; Slaask usually gets lost in the moment, especially when that canon starts up. Perception usually finds itself lacking when this happens.
-Honor-bound; The scorekeeper watches over all. Slaask won't try to cheat an opponent and will rely on strength versus strength. It won't be long until he meets his match.
BIOGRAPHY:
Where Slaask came from? The story changed every time, though not by his own mouth. Being an Orphan a long way from Trandosha, being passed around hand to hand and used for labor, Slaask was a typical Trandoshan with chains around his feet and a collar around his neck. All through his life, Slaask was given the tasks of heavy lifting and the tasks that the smaller races couldn't handle. It was perhaps to no surprise that such strength and raw power of a Trandoshan couldn't be chained up forever and, at the hands of a pair of particularly cruel group of slavers acting as a legitimate mining business on Orenda, during the attack by the Sovereign Forces on the mines, Slaask was the first one to break free from his chains and went to unleash the potential of a hulking lizard with a serious attitude. It wasn't until the smoke cleared and the now former slave had amassed quite the body count that he was approached by Sovereign Forces. Instead of being exchanged hands yet again, they instead extended theirs and offered him an opportunity; a job that would pay well and give him a sense of meaning and advancement. Accepting and going through the trials, Slaask was given what suited him best; a heavy weapon and a sense of thrill after a ceaseless existence of slaving away like a drone.
Now was his time to shine.
SHIP:
N/A
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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KILLS:
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