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The Shadow: Garruk Reed
The sea laps at the shore like a hungry dog will lick the salt from his owner’s hand. As the sun sets the waves turn red and the shore black; another wave crashes on the shore, rushing up like fire consuming dry wood. The beach seems empty besides a couple who seem to be enjoying the view. As the sun’s last light gleams over the ocean the couple rise and begin packing up their belongings. Two larger figures approach from the bordering city, their white helms almost shining in the gathering darkness. As the couple turns to meet the two imposing figures the sun finally completes its journey and darkness covers the land, the lights of the city stand out almost as brilliantly as stars against the black sky.
Silently, the sea splits along the shore as a slender silhouette rises from the waves. The shadow pads onto the dry shore and raises a rifle, death is served silently as the two white helmed figures fall, red puddles grow from their shattered helmets. The couple screams and begins running for the city. The silhouette disappears into the night as quickly as it appeared. Fear clutches the hearts of the couple as they rush towards the perceived safety of the city.
A shadow stands in front of them blotting out the lights of the city like black ink dropped on the page of a book, the lights of a passing speeder glint off the amber colored visor of its helmet. The couple skids to a stop as they find their way blocked by the menacing figure, the woman prepares to scream again but clutches her throat instead, a thin blade protrudes from the back of her neck, painting the white canvas of her back crimson. The woman gurgles as more blood spews from her mouth, foaming eerily like the sea was but minutes before. The man gasps and turns to the shadowy figure pulling a blaster out only to find his hand turned into a stump.
The man cries out in anguish as he holds the maimed stump. The shadow draws nearer, the outline of it’s hand shaking a finger back and forth as if scolding the man. The man ‘s eyes widen as he glimpses the embossed symbol on the shadows shoulder. Mandalorian. Death glazes the mans eyes over as his head falls from his neck which is now pumping blood all over the ground.
No one escaped the Shadow…
Garruk Reed was of a special variety of Mandalorian, born to an Arkanian father and a Human mother he was raised just as the other children. However, he soon found his talents brought him not to the vanguard of the battlefield but behind the enemy lines. This mission was much like many others he had been on; he was to assassinate two Chiss officers vacationing on Zeltros. It was too easy to steal their lives, they had only brought a small contingent of Troopers with them. No problem for a Mandalorian.
Garruk specialized in recon work and quickly became a great asset to his people, he could find almost anyone and destroy them without them knowing of his existence. His body was slender and powerful like the coils of a snake, he kept up constant vigilance when it came to keeping his body in shape. Garruk favored using long distance weapons but also trained with blades with some of the greatest Mandalorian masters, he knew that when he made a cut it had to count. Now he just had to upload the information of his last kills to his datapad…
ACCESSSING…
ENTER PASSWORD: **********
ACCESSING…
WELCOME: GARRUK REED
FACTION: MANDALORIAN
RANK: ALPHA - SPEAR
SPECIES: ARKANIAN/HUMAN
AGE: 22 YEARS 43 DAYS 16 HOURS
GENDER: MALE
HEIGHT: 6’3”
WEIGHT: 205 LBS
EYES: GOLDEN
HAIR: WHITE
SKIN: TAN
CREDITS: 975
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: CROSS-SHAPED SCAR ON CHEEK
FORCE SENSITIVE: UNKNOWN
FORCE POWERS: NONE
SKILL SET: ASSASSIN: BLADEMASTER AND RANGER, PROFFICIENT MARKSMAN
CURRENT EQUIPPMENT:
MANDALORIAN ARMOR
LOADING IMAGE:
LONGSHOT BLASTER RIFLE
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SIDEARM
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BLADE
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MISCILLANEOUS WEAPONS KNOWN TO BE USED
PERSONALITY:
NOTED DURING TRAINING…
Reed is cold, unfriendly to most of his comrades although follows orders and works with a team well…
While working with Reed I found him to be quite silent, answering questions perfectly but only speaking when spoken too…
Reed was sometimes cruel to those around him, he often went too far when sparring with his comrades…
Reed finally passed the test today, he snuck up even on me, he can be unnerving at times…
ENDING DATA STREAM…
TASK COMPLETE…
SHUTTING DOWN…
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