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NAME: Adan Brundt.
FACTION: Independent
AGE: 32 years old
SKIN: White
GENDER: Male
SPECIES: Human.
HEIGHT: 5'11
WEIGHT: 186 lbs.
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Red, parted hair and a stubble.
CREDITS: 1,000 credits.
BODY: Fit, agile, and strong enough to win an arm wrestling match, but not strong enough to knock over a Wookie with one punch.
WISDOM: Not to wise
INTELLIGENCE: Not the smartest but has a higher GPA than most.
CHARISMA: Likeable, has a way to get people to like me or get me out of sticky situations.
SKILLS: Expert pilot, very good with blaster rifles and pistols.
EQUIPMENT: Robotic right arm w/ compartment for whatever I choose to use it for. Modified E-11 that I found on a very old Imperial base. Modern D-44.
SHIP: Heavily modified XS stock light freighter. It's fast, agile, has a huge cargo hold. What can I say? I love the old stuff. Also has laser torpedoes and turrets in case I get into some trouble.
PET: Dwarfed akk dog named Riva. Trained her myself.
PERSONALITY: On the outside, I may seem cocky, self- centered and as if I only care about money, which is partially true. But deep down, I am afraid to get too close to anybody in fear that I will lose them, which is why I push people away. I have a shell that is hard to crack.
BIOGRAPHY: I was born on Naboo, but I grew up in space. I've traveled my whole life. I was born into a family of pirates and, once I became of age, I became one of them. When I was 14, we got into a "disagreement" with a member of the Hutt family. He needed to be taken out, and they chose me to do the killing. So I snuck past his guards and did what they wanted, and got back out with no problem. Well, word spread to the Hutt's brother and after 2 years and a bit of research, he found out who did it and sent assassins after us. They killed everyone that I cared about and cut off my right arm in the process. I also got shot to the left of my abdomen, but somehow, I managed to escape. I flew to the nearest planet in an escape shuttle and used all of the money I had to get a robotic arm. I was broke and had nobody, after a few years of being a petty thief and pickpocketing, I decided to do something more. I became a mercenary for hire. After a little bit, I got enough money to buy myself a ship. It was an antique, around a couple thousand years old, one of the early Corillians. As I got more money, I upgraded and modernized it so it would fly better. Now, I've had the ship and my akk dog, Riva, for 14 years. I've just finished another job and am now awaiting another call for my services.
ROLEPLAYS: @Scum of the Twin Suns
FACTION: Independent
AGE: 32 years old
SKIN: White
GENDER: Male
SPECIES: Human.
HEIGHT: 5'11
WEIGHT: 186 lbs.
EYES: Blue
HAIR: Red, parted hair and a stubble.
CREDITS: 1,000 credits.
BODY: Fit, agile, and strong enough to win an arm wrestling match, but not strong enough to knock over a Wookie with one punch.
WISDOM: Not to wise
INTELLIGENCE: Not the smartest but has a higher GPA than most.
CHARISMA: Likeable, has a way to get people to like me or get me out of sticky situations.
SKILLS: Expert pilot, very good with blaster rifles and pistols.
EQUIPMENT: Robotic right arm w/ compartment for whatever I choose to use it for. Modified E-11 that I found on a very old Imperial base. Modern D-44.
SHIP: Heavily modified XS stock light freighter. It's fast, agile, has a huge cargo hold. What can I say? I love the old stuff. Also has laser torpedoes and turrets in case I get into some trouble.
PET: Dwarfed akk dog named Riva. Trained her myself.
PERSONALITY: On the outside, I may seem cocky, self- centered and as if I only care about money, which is partially true. But deep down, I am afraid to get too close to anybody in fear that I will lose them, which is why I push people away. I have a shell that is hard to crack.
BIOGRAPHY: I was born on Naboo, but I grew up in space. I've traveled my whole life. I was born into a family of pirates and, once I became of age, I became one of them. When I was 14, we got into a "disagreement" with a member of the Hutt family. He needed to be taken out, and they chose me to do the killing. So I snuck past his guards and did what they wanted, and got back out with no problem. Well, word spread to the Hutt's brother and after 2 years and a bit of research, he found out who did it and sent assassins after us. They killed everyone that I cared about and cut off my right arm in the process. I also got shot to the left of my abdomen, but somehow, I managed to escape. I flew to the nearest planet in an escape shuttle and used all of the money I had to get a robotic arm. I was broke and had nobody, after a few years of being a petty thief and pickpocketing, I decided to do something more. I became a mercenary for hire. After a little bit, I got enough money to buy myself a ship. It was an antique, around a couple thousand years old, one of the early Corillians. As I got more money, I upgraded and modernized it so it would fly better. Now, I've had the ship and my akk dog, Riva, for 14 years. I've just finished another job and am now awaiting another call for my services.
ROLEPLAYS: @Scum of the Twin Suns
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