Slider
Slow and Steady
NAME: Gom "Slider" Curtur
FACTION: N/A
RANK: Podracer/Smuggler
SPECIES: Bereth-Aku
AGE: Middle-aged (73)
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 3'6''
WEIGHT: On the thicker side
EYES: Dark
HAIR: N/A
SKIN: Smattering of brown and green scales.
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
+ Bereth-Aku: Slider has all of the benefits of being a Bereth-Aku, chief among them a tough, resilient shell that has served the old turtle well in many a crash.
+ Shell on Wheels: This old man has spent years dedicated to racing many different forms of vehicles. Slider is intimately familiar with the systems and knowledge of most podracers, speeders, ships, and racing animals, and will use this knowledge to outspeed opponents, and governmental bodies, should he be smuggling something valuable.
+ Long Memory: Slider has an incredible memory. He has a savant-level recall when it comes to hyperlane travel, and most of his podracing wins are due to the fact that he memorizes each course perfectly before competing.
= Mentor Mindset: As an older fellow in a young-man's game, Slider can't help but feel some form of paternal instinct towards the young hotshots hurtling towards an inevitable fiery end. He does his best to show the next generation of spacers and racers the wisdom he has gained over the years.
+ Deliberative: Slider has a nasty habit of taking on problems with much deliberation and an even mind. He is generally a clever person, but often needs a moment of thought to get there. If he is given that time, Slider is as sharp as a tack, but surprise him, and he may be a second too late.
- House of Cards: This racer/smuggler has the same vice as many of his two professions: gambling. Whether around a sabacc table or on the track, Slider can't help but go big or go home. This means he loses money consistently in gambling dens, and will take unnecessary risks for the hope of a big reward.
APPEARANCE:
Slider is a strange sight on the racetrack. As a Bereth-Aku, Gom is a squat, rounded form plated with brown-green scales. The turtle's shell is nicked and scarred by long gashes, showing a history of physical damage. His beaked face and pinched eyes can often be seen with a grandfatherly smile, orange-tinted goggles perched up over his eyes. As far as clothing goes, Slider favors leathers and other durable fabrics, his favorite possession being a pair of racing gloves he won from a rival.
BIOGRAPHY:
Podracers tell the tallest tales when given a strong drink after a loss. They might say Slider was born in a cockpit. They might say by the time he was three, he could look at a map and memorize every topographic line. By fifteen, he could pilot through a Malastarian Crag-Run backwards, with one hand on the wheel, they say. Was any of that true?
If you asked him about it, Slider might say something like "Oh, well, you know," and then find something else to talk about.
Gom Curtur was born in space, that much was true, aboard a refugee vessel headed away from a war-torn world. He found his species' wanderlust quickly, leaving home with his family's permission in his late teens to pursue his passions. His first passion was mechanic work, which placed him on Malastare fixing speeders and podracers. He spent years at a single track, acting as a one-man pit crew for a semi-famous Dug Racer. But when that Dug was late on a paymet, and had her arms broken as a lesson, she insisted that Gom take her place for the big race.
He earned his moniker 'Slider' because his pod exploded thirty yards away from the finish line, and he slid the rest of the way, carried safely by his shell to second place.
After that, Slider had found his new passion. One that he has kept for fifty years. When the racing scene became stale, he took up shipping, with some smuggling on the side, but he always returned to the cockpit.
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