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IMAGE:
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NAME: Zyaer
FACTION: None
RANK: None
SPECIES: Defel
AGE: 21
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 4 ft. 2 in.
WEIGHT: 210 lbs.
EYES: Red
HAIR: Furry
FORCE-SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
[+] As a Defel Zyaer is, for the most part, invisible to the naked eye under normal light.
[+] He has spent most of his life as a thief, and as such he has learned to evade detection and capture.
[-] Without his visor, which allows him to see the visible spectrum of light somewhat normally, Zyaer is almost completely blind.
[-] Being a Defel, Zyaer is very overconfident in his abilities to the point of folly.
SHIP: I-7 Howlrunner
BIOGRAPHY:
An orphan of the undercity. No one wants to live such a life, but fate, fate has a odd way of working out in the end.
Coruscant is a wonderful world indeed with the lavish lifestyles of its citizens and a beautiful cityscape on the horizon which seemingly extends for eternity. However, below this awe inspiring scene is the ugly truth of it all. The truth is no matter how something appears on the surface below it lurks something darker, something devious, something destitute.
Deep in the undercity was a place no one chose to live, instead it was a place for the outcasts, rejects, sick, poor and unfortunate. Such was the place that a Defel by the name of Zyaer called home, if it could truly be called that. Abandon as a youth at the ripe age of 8, he had little choice but to descend to the underbelly of the beast. It was here that Zyaer would eventually overcome his shameful existence and make a name for himself.
It didn't take long for him to figure out he was very different from the rest of the residents of the undercity. Being a literal shadow gave him great abilities when it came to sneaking around whether he was simply stealing credits for food or gathering information for the local rag-tag criminal organization. By the time he was 18, Zyaer had gained considerable skill and respect among the people in the community. He was, by this time, second in command of the local gang and as such was an extremely trusted leader among the rest.
To Zyaer loyalty and giving someone your word was valued above all else. It was the way of life as a Defel. It was code. Unbreakable. For this reason it came as a great surprise when the leader of the gang gathered up nearly half of its members and betrayed Zyaer because of 'moral differences'. After a fierce, but short, battle between the two groups of thugs, Zyaer had lost the fight. Instead of simply executing him, the leader of the gang decided to exile Zyaer.
Where do exiled outcasts go? What do they do? Only time will tell the tale of Zyaer the Defel.
Fate, fate has a odd way of working out in the end. And sometimes it's just cruel.
KILLS: None
BOUNTIES COLLECTED: None
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ROLE-PLAYS:
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IMAGE:
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NAME: Zyaer
FACTION: None
RANK: None
SPECIES: Defel
AGE: 21
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 4 ft. 2 in.
WEIGHT: 210 lbs.
EYES: Red
HAIR: Furry
FORCE-SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
[+] As a Defel Zyaer is, for the most part, invisible to the naked eye under normal light.
[+] He has spent most of his life as a thief, and as such he has learned to evade detection and capture.
[-] Without his visor, which allows him to see the visible spectrum of light somewhat normally, Zyaer is almost completely blind.
[-] Being a Defel, Zyaer is very overconfident in his abilities to the point of folly.
SHIP: I-7 Howlrunner
BIOGRAPHY:
An orphan of the undercity. No one wants to live such a life, but fate, fate has a odd way of working out in the end.
Coruscant is a wonderful world indeed with the lavish lifestyles of its citizens and a beautiful cityscape on the horizon which seemingly extends for eternity. However, below this awe inspiring scene is the ugly truth of it all. The truth is no matter how something appears on the surface below it lurks something darker, something devious, something destitute.
Deep in the undercity was a place no one chose to live, instead it was a place for the outcasts, rejects, sick, poor and unfortunate. Such was the place that a Defel by the name of Zyaer called home, if it could truly be called that. Abandon as a youth at the ripe age of 8, he had little choice but to descend to the underbelly of the beast. It was here that Zyaer would eventually overcome his shameful existence and make a name for himself.
It didn't take long for him to figure out he was very different from the rest of the residents of the undercity. Being a literal shadow gave him great abilities when it came to sneaking around whether he was simply stealing credits for food or gathering information for the local rag-tag criminal organization. By the time he was 18, Zyaer had gained considerable skill and respect among the people in the community. He was, by this time, second in command of the local gang and as such was an extremely trusted leader among the rest.
To Zyaer loyalty and giving someone your word was valued above all else. It was the way of life as a Defel. It was code. Unbreakable. For this reason it came as a great surprise when the leader of the gang gathered up nearly half of its members and betrayed Zyaer because of 'moral differences'. After a fierce, but short, battle between the two groups of thugs, Zyaer had lost the fight. Instead of simply executing him, the leader of the gang decided to exile Zyaer.
Where do exiled outcasts go? What do they do? Only time will tell the tale of Zyaer the Defel.
Fate, fate has a odd way of working out in the end. And sometimes it's just cruel.
KILLS: None
BOUNTIES COLLECTED: None
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ROLE-PLAYS:
- None
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