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Name: Koren Goma
Age: About 22
Species: Zeltron
Gender: Male
Homeworld: Zeltros / Courosant
Height: 1.80m
Weight: 63kg
Hair color: black
Skin color: Red
Faction: Hutt Cartel
Profession: Bounty Hunter
Biography
Being a Zeltros isn't that bad, you have a lovely home planet, you are a well respected race, nearly human even. Well, normally that would be the case, but not for me. I and my little brother, we really were adventurers. Always came up with new ways to test each others courage, it was children's play, but it all went horribly wrong. One day my brother, the neighbors daughter and me were playing near the freight port, we went there often, it was a wonderful playground. But everything went horribly wrong. He dared me to climb over the fence, run all the way to the freighter touch it and run back to him. But I did not want to, since it was dangerous. Kaeli, yes that was here name, she laughed at me and called me a coward and when I told her to do it herself she did it. As she returned, smiling from one ear to another, she had completely mortified me. In a stupid attempt to fix my reputation I told them I would top her action. I said I would enter the freighter, and steel something to prove it. I thought this was the only right thing to do. As i entered the freighters cargo hold, I was completely terrified, I heard to approaching men. They spoke basic, so I didn't understand them. I just hid behind some boxes and freezed, unable to move I lay there as they closed the blast doors and left the cargo hold. I can not remember much of the flight, but the fear o yes the fear. The fear I can remember. And when the freighter landed and they threw me out, of course only after beating me half to death, I was alone on a foreign planet, and I didn't even speak basic. I would later learn that the planet I was on was Courosant. The whole planet was an entire city, the capitol of the grand republic. You know, the good guys, well turns out said republic didn't give a dam on a lost child. Actually no one does, except for some, well lets say shady businesses. Death sticks were booming in the lower levels, and who would be a better courier than a child, a child who could not even speak and was red. You just said "look out for the red kid" and everyone could find me. And the Authorities? Well, I was just another street kid in their eyes, one in a million, no one bat an eye. Over time, they gave me more challenging commissions. They even entrusted me with delivering money, for me it was just another adventure. By this time I could already speak, and when I turned sixteen, I was a full fledged drug dealer. I soon got my hands on my first blaster, and not a week later, during a crackdown by the authorities, I shot a man for the first time. One of many to come, our little Death Stick business had crossed a line when we killed those policemen. The officer in charge was the sone of some unimportant senator, and now this man wanted us to bleed. The police arrested 40 men, at least half of them were innocent, and an other 30 were killed in the crossfire. It was at this time i would learn that our little business was not as little as I had thought. We were an expansion of a major drug cartel in the inner rim and core worlds, that got its rules directly from the Hutts. And when my Boss departed from the planet to safe his arse, he took me with him, since I had served so loyal. But I was not gone for long. Some partners of us turned out to be rats, giving the addresses of labs and storage rooms directly to the police. Of course we could have done the same, but that was not the way of the Hutts. I was sent back to deal with the scumbags, and I did so heavily. After all all I had I had thanks to the Hutts, and they paid me good. I killed many man, all types of man. They pleaded for there live, threatend me or promised me great rewards if only let them live. I would have none of it. Men in high positions are all the same, and in the end they die the same...
Personality
Koren is actually a pretty nice guy, except if you are on the wrong side of the spectrum. He will complete his missions with absolute certainty, or die attempting to do so. He has come to the conclusion, that a man who clings to his life will lose it, and that to reach true greatness you have to be willing to throw your life away like sand to reach your cause.
Abilities
Hence he has been busy assassinating both unimportant an important traitors to the Hutt cartel, primarily in urban areas he has gained a particular set of skills when it comes to killing, but also posses stealth skills from his time of being a drug courier. He is also able to pilot small ships like starfighters and freighters. which he had to learn in order to get where he needed to go.
Possesion
He posesses a "Correlian Armor" he stole from one of his targets, an "CZBP-9" blaster pistol, the "XGR-1" blaster, two smoke grenades and one frag grenade.
Links to the equipment:
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/xgr-1-adjudicator.77710/
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/czbp-9-light-blaster-pistol.77475/
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/corellian-armor.77297/
Age: About 22
Species: Zeltron
Gender: Male
Homeworld: Zeltros / Courosant
Height: 1.80m
Weight: 63kg
Hair color: black
Skin color: Red
Faction: Hutt Cartel
Profession: Bounty Hunter
Biography
Being a Zeltros isn't that bad, you have a lovely home planet, you are a well respected race, nearly human even. Well, normally that would be the case, but not for me. I and my little brother, we really were adventurers. Always came up with new ways to test each others courage, it was children's play, but it all went horribly wrong. One day my brother, the neighbors daughter and me were playing near the freight port, we went there often, it was a wonderful playground. But everything went horribly wrong. He dared me to climb over the fence, run all the way to the freighter touch it and run back to him. But I did not want to, since it was dangerous. Kaeli, yes that was here name, she laughed at me and called me a coward and when I told her to do it herself she did it. As she returned, smiling from one ear to another, she had completely mortified me. In a stupid attempt to fix my reputation I told them I would top her action. I said I would enter the freighter, and steel something to prove it. I thought this was the only right thing to do. As i entered the freighters cargo hold, I was completely terrified, I heard to approaching men. They spoke basic, so I didn't understand them. I just hid behind some boxes and freezed, unable to move I lay there as they closed the blast doors and left the cargo hold. I can not remember much of the flight, but the fear o yes the fear. The fear I can remember. And when the freighter landed and they threw me out, of course only after beating me half to death, I was alone on a foreign planet, and I didn't even speak basic. I would later learn that the planet I was on was Courosant. The whole planet was an entire city, the capitol of the grand republic. You know, the good guys, well turns out said republic didn't give a dam on a lost child. Actually no one does, except for some, well lets say shady businesses. Death sticks were booming in the lower levels, and who would be a better courier than a child, a child who could not even speak and was red. You just said "look out for the red kid" and everyone could find me. And the Authorities? Well, I was just another street kid in their eyes, one in a million, no one bat an eye. Over time, they gave me more challenging commissions. They even entrusted me with delivering money, for me it was just another adventure. By this time I could already speak, and when I turned sixteen, I was a full fledged drug dealer. I soon got my hands on my first blaster, and not a week later, during a crackdown by the authorities, I shot a man for the first time. One of many to come, our little Death Stick business had crossed a line when we killed those policemen. The officer in charge was the sone of some unimportant senator, and now this man wanted us to bleed. The police arrested 40 men, at least half of them were innocent, and an other 30 were killed in the crossfire. It was at this time i would learn that our little business was not as little as I had thought. We were an expansion of a major drug cartel in the inner rim and core worlds, that got its rules directly from the Hutts. And when my Boss departed from the planet to safe his arse, he took me with him, since I had served so loyal. But I was not gone for long. Some partners of us turned out to be rats, giving the addresses of labs and storage rooms directly to the police. Of course we could have done the same, but that was not the way of the Hutts. I was sent back to deal with the scumbags, and I did so heavily. After all all I had I had thanks to the Hutts, and they paid me good. I killed many man, all types of man. They pleaded for there live, threatend me or promised me great rewards if only let them live. I would have none of it. Men in high positions are all the same, and in the end they die the same...
Personality
Koren is actually a pretty nice guy, except if you are on the wrong side of the spectrum. He will complete his missions with absolute certainty, or die attempting to do so. He has come to the conclusion, that a man who clings to his life will lose it, and that to reach true greatness you have to be willing to throw your life away like sand to reach your cause.
Abilities
Hence he has been busy assassinating both unimportant an important traitors to the Hutt cartel, primarily in urban areas he has gained a particular set of skills when it comes to killing, but also posses stealth skills from his time of being a drug courier. He is also able to pilot small ships like starfighters and freighters. which he had to learn in order to get where he needed to go.
Possesion
He posesses a "Correlian Armor" he stole from one of his targets, an "CZBP-9" blaster pistol, the "XGR-1" blaster, two smoke grenades and one frag grenade.
Links to the equipment:
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/xgr-1-adjudicator.77710/
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/czbp-9-light-blaster-pistol.77475/
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/corellian-armor.77297/
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