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NAME: Peter Nebu FACTION: None RANK: N/A SPECIES: Red Sith AGE: 24 GENDER: Male FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes, trained with lightsabers. APPEARANCE: Black hair, green eyes, white skin. ATTRIBUTES: Peter's has above-average strength, and average intelligence. He's not a great runner. Peter's able to...

(Can I join? @tdc25)

I have a new thread, Life of the Party, if anyone wants to join, it's open.

When King Talon, monarch of Crystan V, announced he was having a party, Ieng Arseko was quick to come. The King's mansion was luxurious, with droids catering to every need no matter how great. A piano player played a solemn tune, accompanied by a kloo horn, as a LEP servant droid whisked past...

[OOC: Also, I was about to have an NPC kick me out.] The Gamorrean brute ushered me to the door, and I go out.

[OOC: Deleted my post, sorry. I didn't see the non combat thing as I didn't read the first post all the way through.]

Ieng cracked a smile and went over to the bar, ordering a pint of ale. He had a blaster burn on his cheek. a scar near his eyebrow, and his clothes were a bit bloody, but he seemed completely unconcerned as three Gamorrean brutes came up to him. One muttered in Gamorrean. <<"Out!">> the first...

Okay. I will probably use another character for the new timeline and retire my current character.

What faction owns Florrum?

Ieng drew a tiny deactivator. It would be no match for even something made by a one-year-old Gamorrean, let alone whatever Davik might have. "You threaten me one more time, I'll have a slave collar down your throat!" Ieng warned. A band stopped playing and nearly every eye was on Ieng.

"Desertion? I retired, you criminal scum! I hate criminals! I'd like to see every last one gutted and hung out to dry on a stake! Ieng's posture indicated he was not looking for a fight.

(Void my character speaking Gamorrean) "I'm not a criminal, I'm a retired Imperial. If you can bribe some Cartel boss into letting me stay, I'll pay you big time." A server droid came over, and Ieng ordered a mug of coffee to avoid looking suspicious. Taking a sip, he showed Davik his clawed...

A bearded, grey-haired walked into the bar. He was wearing a cybernetic headset (like Lobot) and a prosthetic eye. Donning a black shirt and grey pants, he sat by Atar. "Well, hello. What would you be doing in this little slice of the nine Corellian Hells?"

Ieng walked up to "Hey", he said. "What would you say to a little extra coin?"

A retired Chiss Imperial supersoldier, Ieng Arseko was trained to sneak into places. Crawling through a ventilation shaft, however, Ieng mused that this party was a different story. He wasn't sure how to sneak into the penthouse, but he figured he could sneak in when the waitress droids came...

@Kenico

NAME: Zevan Kagwe FACTION: Hutt Cartel RANK: Thug SPECIES: Human AGE: 21 GENDER: Male HEIGHT: 2.08 m WEIGHT: 176 lbs EYES: Blue HAIR: Light brown SKIN: Fair CREDITS: 1,000 DISTINGUISHING MARKS: He has a little blaster burn on his left temple. FORCE SENSITIVE: No. STRENGTH: 5/10 DEXTERITY...

(My Chiss has left the bar)

I am going to make my own faction.

It enhances his hearing and sight, too.