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NAME: Tiberias "Tiber" Carid
FACTION: Mandalorian
RANK: Marauder
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 23
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 182 cm
WEIGHT: 88 kg
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
APPEARANCE:
While his face has never been shown to any outsider on account of him rarely removing his buy'ce, Tiberias has sharply cut facial features and a distinct, somewhat emotionally detached face with small but noticeable vertical lines down the sides of his mouth. His eyes are narrow, green, and watchful, his mouth is thin, pressed together to the point it seems almost permanently closed. He has a sharp nose that looks like it might have been broken at some point. His hair is cut short, dark brown in color. He has a tattoo on the side of his neck of a mythosaur crawling its way up from his shoulder.
Tiberias has a well toned body, with very little hint of excessive fat, and very noticeable bulk, chiseled muscles adorned with several scars from blaster wounds and cuts. His skin was once tanned from the sun of Concord Dawn, but is now on the paler side of the spectrum due to his life within his beskar'gam.
ATTRIBUTES:
Combat: Tiberias is a soldier through and through. He conditions his body with constant physical strain, and maintains his combat abilities as far as he's mastered them. He is a skilled hand to hand fighter, and works well in the middle of a battlefield with a blaster rifle or pistol. While a skilled marksman, he is no elite sniper; if he has to take wind currents into account to make a shot, he is likely to skip the shot and call in air support instead. As a battle hardened soldier, he knows also that in battle, it might be more useful to fire a lot of shots and hit nothing, than to fire one shot and kill one enemy. Fighting with long melee weapons such as swords or vibrostaffs is not his forte, and he will be at a definite disadvantage. Vibroknives are an exception as they are useful in hand to hand combat.
Non combat: Tiberias has some knowledge of battlefield first aid, though usually that boils down to slapping a tourniquet on the wounded and wait for a medevac. He has some basic to medium level of knowledge of technology and mechanics, enough to repair his spaceship, but not enough to rig it to override the need for hyperspace coordinates prior to a jump. He has advanced knowledge of munitions, and is capable of field stripping, cleaning and reassembling any common military weapon in the Mandalorian arsenal. He does not do diplomacy, unless it's the gunboat kind. As far as piloting goes, he is a strict transport pilot, and does not do combat maneuvers or dogfights. However, he does have some medium to advanced knowledge of logistics and supply line upkeep in a warzone application.
PERSONALITY:
Tiberias was raised a Mandalorian. There is no life to him outside of the Mandalorian Code. As with many Mandalorians, the line between his job as a soldier and his life as a human has disappeared. War is his life, or rather, the life of a soldier is his life. He has very few extracurricular interests that does not simply serve to prepare him better for his next battle. As such, his personality is rather dry and impersonal, and he is a man of few words.
He is a calculating man; as a soldier, he is constantly surveying his surroundings, searching for possible shelter or escape routes. Relaxing is hard for him when he is not surrounded by other Mandalorians, but it manifests itself not in tension or fear but rather an impenetrable wall of stoicism. He rarely lets anyone in close; even among Mandalorians he counts few true close friends. However, he is a man of honor and is always ready to help those in need, or risk his life for the honor of Mandalore. He can be ruthless when he needs to be, but merciful when he can afford to show it.
BIOGRAPHY:
Tiberias was born on the backwater farming planet of Concord Dawn. His father was a Mandalorian homesteader and farmer, his mother one of the legendary Mandalorian Supercommandos. Tiberias was raised exclusively by his father, according with the Mandalorian Code, the resol'nare, and occasionally tutored by his mother according to the Supercommando Codex. The young boy learned from hard work the trades of a farmer and a soldier simultaneously, though his father put a great deal of emphasis on farming, reminding him that any strong culture could be broken without a steady supply of food.
While his father and he slaved away on the farm night and day for many years, his mother spent most of her time away in distant solar systems doing her duty towards Mandalore by waging war against the hated Sith and Jedi in an endless wave of conflict and strife. Every night, his father tucked him in with stories of his mother's courage and skill in battle, stories that the young Mandalorian took to like a sponge to water. Before he turned ten he had already made up his mind to follow in the footsteps of his mother, and strive towards becoming one of the legendary Supercommandos.
At age eleven, Tiberias' father died of old age. Thirty years older than his mother, his father reached the end of his natural lifespan, and he passed away in his sleep, peacefully as a farmer should. He was buried with honor by his friends, family, wife and son. Tiberias' mother was heartbroken at the death of the one true love of her life, but the Mandalorian Code left no room for sentiment when duty demanded action - and there was no shortage of need for action in the galaxy. Only a month after her husband had been buried, she was recalled to active duty once more.
Tiberias was left in the care of his mother's brother, Sherfan Carid, who took over his education. Sherfan put a lot more emphasis on the young Tiberias' combat skills than his farming skills, and a great deal of Tiberias' destiny was forged and set in stone during the five years he spent with Sherfan. He learned a great deal about war from the man, perhaps as much as he learned from his mother, who visited regularly when her duties allowed for it. That was until the day Tiberias turned fifteen, when he faced his own first duty station on a planet far away from Mandalore and his family.
Over the course of the next few years, Tiberias was baptised in war and the blood of his enemies. He went from an inexperienced recruit to a crack, battle hardened Mandalorian marauder, though it cost him many a near death experience and more than a few blaster wounds. Rarely did he get to visit with his mother, but like her, his duty came first, though they communicated regularly when possible. When she retired from the Supercommandos, Tiberias found himself unable to return home for any length of time for the same reason she once had - because of duty. And duty always came first. It was the way of the Mandalorians.
SKILLS:
Marksmanship: ▀▀▀▀▀
Hand to hand: ▀▀▀▀▀
Melee: ▀▀▀▀▀
First Aid: ▀▀▀▀▀
Technical/Mechanical: ▀▀▀▀▀
Piloting: ▀▀▀▀▀
Munitions: ▀▀▀▀▀
Diplomacy: ▀▀▀▀▀
Logistics: ▀▀▀▀▀
GEAR:
Tiberias' beskar'gam
C1 blaster carbine
Curved vibrostyle karambit
Strill blaster pistol
ROLE-PLAYS:
-
RELATIONSHIPS:
Tiamat Carid - Mother, lives on Concord Dawn.
SHIP:
Not yet.
DROIDS:
Not yet.
PETS:
Not yet.
KILLS:
Not yet.
FACTION: Mandalorian
RANK: Marauder
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 23
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 182 cm
WEIGHT: 88 kg
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
APPEARANCE:
While his face has never been shown to any outsider on account of him rarely removing his buy'ce, Tiberias has sharply cut facial features and a distinct, somewhat emotionally detached face with small but noticeable vertical lines down the sides of his mouth. His eyes are narrow, green, and watchful, his mouth is thin, pressed together to the point it seems almost permanently closed. He has a sharp nose that looks like it might have been broken at some point. His hair is cut short, dark brown in color. He has a tattoo on the side of his neck of a mythosaur crawling its way up from his shoulder.
Tiberias has a well toned body, with very little hint of excessive fat, and very noticeable bulk, chiseled muscles adorned with several scars from blaster wounds and cuts. His skin was once tanned from the sun of Concord Dawn, but is now on the paler side of the spectrum due to his life within his beskar'gam.
ATTRIBUTES:
Combat: Tiberias is a soldier through and through. He conditions his body with constant physical strain, and maintains his combat abilities as far as he's mastered them. He is a skilled hand to hand fighter, and works well in the middle of a battlefield with a blaster rifle or pistol. While a skilled marksman, he is no elite sniper; if he has to take wind currents into account to make a shot, he is likely to skip the shot and call in air support instead. As a battle hardened soldier, he knows also that in battle, it might be more useful to fire a lot of shots and hit nothing, than to fire one shot and kill one enemy. Fighting with long melee weapons such as swords or vibrostaffs is not his forte, and he will be at a definite disadvantage. Vibroknives are an exception as they are useful in hand to hand combat.
Non combat: Tiberias has some knowledge of battlefield first aid, though usually that boils down to slapping a tourniquet on the wounded and wait for a medevac. He has some basic to medium level of knowledge of technology and mechanics, enough to repair his spaceship, but not enough to rig it to override the need for hyperspace coordinates prior to a jump. He has advanced knowledge of munitions, and is capable of field stripping, cleaning and reassembling any common military weapon in the Mandalorian arsenal. He does not do diplomacy, unless it's the gunboat kind. As far as piloting goes, he is a strict transport pilot, and does not do combat maneuvers or dogfights. However, he does have some medium to advanced knowledge of logistics and supply line upkeep in a warzone application.
PERSONALITY:
Tiberias was raised a Mandalorian. There is no life to him outside of the Mandalorian Code. As with many Mandalorians, the line between his job as a soldier and his life as a human has disappeared. War is his life, or rather, the life of a soldier is his life. He has very few extracurricular interests that does not simply serve to prepare him better for his next battle. As such, his personality is rather dry and impersonal, and he is a man of few words.
He is a calculating man; as a soldier, he is constantly surveying his surroundings, searching for possible shelter or escape routes. Relaxing is hard for him when he is not surrounded by other Mandalorians, but it manifests itself not in tension or fear but rather an impenetrable wall of stoicism. He rarely lets anyone in close; even among Mandalorians he counts few true close friends. However, he is a man of honor and is always ready to help those in need, or risk his life for the honor of Mandalore. He can be ruthless when he needs to be, but merciful when he can afford to show it.
BIOGRAPHY:
Tiberias was born on the backwater farming planet of Concord Dawn. His father was a Mandalorian homesteader and farmer, his mother one of the legendary Mandalorian Supercommandos. Tiberias was raised exclusively by his father, according with the Mandalorian Code, the resol'nare, and occasionally tutored by his mother according to the Supercommando Codex. The young boy learned from hard work the trades of a farmer and a soldier simultaneously, though his father put a great deal of emphasis on farming, reminding him that any strong culture could be broken without a steady supply of food.
While his father and he slaved away on the farm night and day for many years, his mother spent most of her time away in distant solar systems doing her duty towards Mandalore by waging war against the hated Sith and Jedi in an endless wave of conflict and strife. Every night, his father tucked him in with stories of his mother's courage and skill in battle, stories that the young Mandalorian took to like a sponge to water. Before he turned ten he had already made up his mind to follow in the footsteps of his mother, and strive towards becoming one of the legendary Supercommandos.
At age eleven, Tiberias' father died of old age. Thirty years older than his mother, his father reached the end of his natural lifespan, and he passed away in his sleep, peacefully as a farmer should. He was buried with honor by his friends, family, wife and son. Tiberias' mother was heartbroken at the death of the one true love of her life, but the Mandalorian Code left no room for sentiment when duty demanded action - and there was no shortage of need for action in the galaxy. Only a month after her husband had been buried, she was recalled to active duty once more.
Tiberias was left in the care of his mother's brother, Sherfan Carid, who took over his education. Sherfan put a lot more emphasis on the young Tiberias' combat skills than his farming skills, and a great deal of Tiberias' destiny was forged and set in stone during the five years he spent with Sherfan. He learned a great deal about war from the man, perhaps as much as he learned from his mother, who visited regularly when her duties allowed for it. That was until the day Tiberias turned fifteen, when he faced his own first duty station on a planet far away from Mandalore and his family.
Over the course of the next few years, Tiberias was baptised in war and the blood of his enemies. He went from an inexperienced recruit to a crack, battle hardened Mandalorian marauder, though it cost him many a near death experience and more than a few blaster wounds. Rarely did he get to visit with his mother, but like her, his duty came first, though they communicated regularly when possible. When she retired from the Supercommandos, Tiberias found himself unable to return home for any length of time for the same reason she once had - because of duty. And duty always came first. It was the way of the Mandalorians.
SKILLS:
Marksmanship: ▀▀▀▀▀
Hand to hand: ▀▀▀▀▀
Melee: ▀▀▀▀▀
First Aid: ▀▀▀▀▀
Technical/Mechanical: ▀▀▀▀▀
Piloting: ▀▀▀▀▀
Munitions: ▀▀▀▀▀
Diplomacy: ▀▀▀▀▀
Logistics: ▀▀▀▀▀
Tiberias' beskar'gam
C1 blaster carbine
Curved vibrostyle karambit
Strill blaster pistol
ROLE-PLAYS:
-
RELATIONSHIPS:
Tiamat Carid - Mother, lives on Concord Dawn.
SHIP:
Not yet.
DROIDS:
Not yet.
PETS:
Not yet.
KILLS:
Not yet.
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