Name: Kylan Anjin
Faction: Mandalorian
Rank: Private
Species: Mandalorian
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 198 lbs.
Eyes: Deep Blue
Hair: Brown
Skin: Pale
Credits: 1000 Credits.
Distinguishing Marks: Various battle scars, but his most noticable is one that runs from his lower lip to his chin, which was gained by a brawl with a stranger. His whole right arm is tattoed with Mando symbols and such in dark blue.
Dominate Hand: Right-handed.
Force Sensitive: No
Strength: Kylan isn't exactly a brute. He was athletically built for agility. He doesn't rely on his muscles and strength in a battle, but he isn't at all weak. He is still strong and has somewhat of an endurance, but he doesn't focus completely on his strength, and rather focuses on blasters and what not.
Dexterity: Kylan is extremely fast. His lungs are strong as well as his legs, and he can carry himself far even clad in armor. He is fast with a blaster and has a keen eye so he is very accurate which is why he tends to use a sniper rifle.
Constitution: Kylan usually feels great and healthy, and has quite the endurance. He is rarely sick, and feels young and strong.
Intelligence: Kylan is a bit knowledgeable of politics, planets, alien languages and so on, but he doesn't know much other than tactics. He also knows of almost every war to happen and each of their battles and their each sides commanders and can get in depth when describing the war. He also has a good sense of tactics.
Wisdom: Kylan is wise when it comes to anything involving military or alien languages. He is fluent in several alien languages for his time spent researching and traveling the galaxy. He also was astounded by war and battle and so he is filled with knowledge of weaponry, wars, tactics conflicts, and much more.
Charisma: Kylan has a good sense of words, and can inspire anyone who would actually listen to a Private. He has no fear of talking or attempting to inspire someone. He also is obedient and will follow his orders even if it cost him his life.
Strengths: Kylan is an expert with weapons of all sorts. He is also a deadeye with a sniper, and accurate with most weaponry. He is strong enough to put a good fight, but he isn't the strongest mando. Even though he likes long-ranged weaponry, he enjoys the vibro-blade, and puts a bigger fight with that then a fist fight. Kylan is also agile, and has strong legs and lungs.
Weaknesses: Kylan isn't the best combatant when it comes to fist-fighting. He also doesn't know much other than stuff related to military, because he doesn't need to know much because of the life he wants. Sometimes people ignore him and think hes foolish becuase he attempts to cheer them up or inspire them in some sort of way.
Gear:
Mandalorian Recruit Amor
Sniper Rifle
Dual Blaster Pistols
Combat Knife
Ships: The Phoenix
Personality: Kylan is cold and precise. He enjoys killing, and it fuels him with a rage that burns within him. He lives to kill, and kills to live as he usually says. To comrades though, he may be friendly, but on the battlefield his entire personality changes into a brutal killing machine. After his cruel years in this galaxy, killing releases his childhood feelings, his hatred. He has grown quite malicious since he was born.
History:
Presumably the son of a Mandalorian Warrior, the only thing Kylan ever really knew of his father was his last name, which he shared with him. Kylan's mother, a poor woman lost in the Nar Shaddaa human's quarters, became pregnant with him after one night of passion with his father, who had, according to the stories Kylan's mother had told him, been visiting an old friend.
Either way, Kylan grew up in destitution. He quickly learned that his mother would not be able to cuddle and care for him like a mother should be able to, and began to fend for himself. Being a small, youthful child, Kylan found the best way to go about doing this: Thievery. Being naturally bright, Kylan stole from anyone of wealth, but made sure to steal just that which wouldn't be too missed, so as not to make himself a target. Thus was how the young boy grew to be a young man: Stealing what he needed to survive, and hearing all sorts of stories from passing spacers about life beyond the sprawling planet-wide city of Nar Shaddaa. He longed to go out there, to the 'real galaxy', and find out what it would hold in store for him.
By the age of 9 he had hardened into a petty criminal, procuring a hold-out blaster pistol he would often mug and kill others just so he could survive. He quickly was forced to understand a plethora of languages and slowly began to speak a number of them, he was able to say "Don't move, give me all your credits!" in 12 different languages and also knew "Don't shoot!" in the same. However by the age of 11, Kylan, although smarter and becoming more and more intelligent, still hadn't found his place in the world. Everything that he had he was forced to steal and was never given anything. Ever since he was a small child no one would take him in shrugging him off as useless, homeless orphan. Slowly the boy was seeking a place where could belong, where he was the same as everybody else.
Kylan realized that place was in the military. He began to study all the facts, thriving on the knowledge of war and tactics. He also realized he would have to grow stronger in order to join, and so he began to train with the weapons he could obtain and he practiced his strength, dexterity when he killed innocent people, because he needed their money. He also grew something more like an assassin then a theif.
His mother passed away when he was 13 due to disease, and though he did grieve for her, he understood it as an inevitability. Everyone who lived on Nar Shaddaa did. Death was just another factor of life for those who lived their lives on that forsaken moon of Nal Hutta. This only furthered Kylan's ambition, and he made a promise to himself that he was going to get off that rock, no matter what.
Soon enough, Kylan met an old man who was looking to settle down. He was giving his ship away for a few credits, and promised safe travel with the ship. Kylan, knowing he couldn't spare any credits, instead killed the man and hijacked his ship, The Phoenix. Realizing that he was a Mandalorian, he decided to join the Mandalorians, and raced off to join them.
Kills: None
Dueling Ring Matches: None
Grand Tournament Matches: None
RP’s: None
Faction: Mandalorian
Rank: Private
Species: Mandalorian
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 198 lbs.
Eyes: Deep Blue
Hair: Brown
Skin: Pale
Credits: 1000 Credits.
Distinguishing Marks: Various battle scars, but his most noticable is one that runs from his lower lip to his chin, which was gained by a brawl with a stranger. His whole right arm is tattoed with Mando symbols and such in dark blue.
Dominate Hand: Right-handed.
Force Sensitive: No
Strength: Kylan isn't exactly a brute. He was athletically built for agility. He doesn't rely on his muscles and strength in a battle, but he isn't at all weak. He is still strong and has somewhat of an endurance, but he doesn't focus completely on his strength, and rather focuses on blasters and what not.
Dexterity: Kylan is extremely fast. His lungs are strong as well as his legs, and he can carry himself far even clad in armor. He is fast with a blaster and has a keen eye so he is very accurate which is why he tends to use a sniper rifle.
Constitution: Kylan usually feels great and healthy, and has quite the endurance. He is rarely sick, and feels young and strong.
Intelligence: Kylan is a bit knowledgeable of politics, planets, alien languages and so on, but he doesn't know much other than tactics. He also knows of almost every war to happen and each of their battles and their each sides commanders and can get in depth when describing the war. He also has a good sense of tactics.
Wisdom: Kylan is wise when it comes to anything involving military or alien languages. He is fluent in several alien languages for his time spent researching and traveling the galaxy. He also was astounded by war and battle and so he is filled with knowledge of weaponry, wars, tactics conflicts, and much more.
Charisma: Kylan has a good sense of words, and can inspire anyone who would actually listen to a Private. He has no fear of talking or attempting to inspire someone. He also is obedient and will follow his orders even if it cost him his life.
Strengths: Kylan is an expert with weapons of all sorts. He is also a deadeye with a sniper, and accurate with most weaponry. He is strong enough to put a good fight, but he isn't the strongest mando. Even though he likes long-ranged weaponry, he enjoys the vibro-blade, and puts a bigger fight with that then a fist fight. Kylan is also agile, and has strong legs and lungs.
Weaknesses: Kylan isn't the best combatant when it comes to fist-fighting. He also doesn't know much other than stuff related to military, because he doesn't need to know much because of the life he wants. Sometimes people ignore him and think hes foolish becuase he attempts to cheer them up or inspire them in some sort of way.
Gear:
Mandalorian Recruit Amor
Sniper Rifle
Dual Blaster Pistols
Combat Knife
Ships: The Phoenix
Personality: Kylan is cold and precise. He enjoys killing, and it fuels him with a rage that burns within him. He lives to kill, and kills to live as he usually says. To comrades though, he may be friendly, but on the battlefield his entire personality changes into a brutal killing machine. After his cruel years in this galaxy, killing releases his childhood feelings, his hatred. He has grown quite malicious since he was born.
History:
Presumably the son of a Mandalorian Warrior, the only thing Kylan ever really knew of his father was his last name, which he shared with him. Kylan's mother, a poor woman lost in the Nar Shaddaa human's quarters, became pregnant with him after one night of passion with his father, who had, according to the stories Kylan's mother had told him, been visiting an old friend.
Either way, Kylan grew up in destitution. He quickly learned that his mother would not be able to cuddle and care for him like a mother should be able to, and began to fend for himself. Being a small, youthful child, Kylan found the best way to go about doing this: Thievery. Being naturally bright, Kylan stole from anyone of wealth, but made sure to steal just that which wouldn't be too missed, so as not to make himself a target. Thus was how the young boy grew to be a young man: Stealing what he needed to survive, and hearing all sorts of stories from passing spacers about life beyond the sprawling planet-wide city of Nar Shaddaa. He longed to go out there, to the 'real galaxy', and find out what it would hold in store for him.
By the age of 9 he had hardened into a petty criminal, procuring a hold-out blaster pistol he would often mug and kill others just so he could survive. He quickly was forced to understand a plethora of languages and slowly began to speak a number of them, he was able to say "Don't move, give me all your credits!" in 12 different languages and also knew "Don't shoot!" in the same. However by the age of 11, Kylan, although smarter and becoming more and more intelligent, still hadn't found his place in the world. Everything that he had he was forced to steal and was never given anything. Ever since he was a small child no one would take him in shrugging him off as useless, homeless orphan. Slowly the boy was seeking a place where could belong, where he was the same as everybody else.
Kylan realized that place was in the military. He began to study all the facts, thriving on the knowledge of war and tactics. He also realized he would have to grow stronger in order to join, and so he began to train with the weapons he could obtain and he practiced his strength, dexterity when he killed innocent people, because he needed their money. He also grew something more like an assassin then a theif.
His mother passed away when he was 13 due to disease, and though he did grieve for her, he understood it as an inevitability. Everyone who lived on Nar Shaddaa did. Death was just another factor of life for those who lived their lives on that forsaken moon of Nal Hutta. This only furthered Kylan's ambition, and he made a promise to himself that he was going to get off that rock, no matter what.
Soon enough, Kylan met an old man who was looking to settle down. He was giving his ship away for a few credits, and promised safe travel with the ship. Kylan, knowing he couldn't spare any credits, instead killed the man and hijacked his ship, The Phoenix. Realizing that he was a Mandalorian, he decided to join the Mandalorians, and raced off to join them.
Kills: None
Dueling Ring Matches: None
Grand Tournament Matches: None
RP’s: None