Independent Zaylos Kartan

[Zay]

Zaylos Kartan​

Zaylos Kartan was a small time, untrained, force sensitive smuggler in 140 ABY. Born on Nar Shadda and shipped to Lotho Minor, this sheepish nerd started his career as a scavenger for a local junk lord. Droidspeak and tinkering came naturally to him and with his abilities he was able to garner favor allotting him more time without supervision. His acquiescent nature and privlage was put to good use by his two friends: Jason (@Pontus) and Rin Orko. With a plan hatched the trio began making preparations for escape. When ready they made a break for it. During the escape, Zaylos suffered a terrible loss, and only managed to escape by giving into pure fear. Ashamed, confused, and lost, Kartan hopes to leave his mark on the galaxy in order to fulfill a promise he made to a dear friend.

Biography​

"Send in the DUM-series pit droid," commanded the amalgamated voice of Drek Varlo. Jiff, the aforementioned droid, sheepishly entered the Junk Lord's makeshift throne room.

"Jiff, report."

The little droid's signature "nose" swept from side to side nervously, as he surveyed the room. A refurbished protocol droid carrying a spear, nudged Jiff indicating he'd better get on with it. Reluctantly, the little droid aimed his nose toward the open space between himself and the junk lord. A faint whir could be heard as his nose lit up and a bean of light cast upon the ground.

Zaylos
How's that? Jiff is it working, a-are you recording me? Does my hair look alright?​

An opaque holoimage winks to life, and Zaylos Kartan, late teens, covered in soot and grime, runs his hands through his hair in a feeble attempt to appear presentable.

Zaylos
Eh, whatever. Well, Jiff. I didn't believe them. I couldn't fathom there being anything actually useable on this entire planet, but I was wrong. Look at this beauty!​

Kartan sweeps his hands back in a grandiose gesture and the holovid focuses on an antique Vaya-Class Scout Ship. He walks up and runs a hand across the hull.

Zaylos
This ship is gonna get us out of here. You're coming too right, buddy?​

A mechanical garble of noise chortles excitedly and the feed bounces in tandem. Zaylos grins.

Zaylos
Guess I owe Rin my rations for a week... Where—​

There's a sudden clatter off-screen, fear and surprise collide like a thunderclap across Kartan's face. He rushes forward reaching out for Jiff's dome.

Zaylos
Kark! C'mon we gotta—​

The holovid goes dark.

A gravelly chuckle adorned the momentary darkness with a foreboding tension. Jiff quivered before his master. His processor determined the danger Kartan was in and his dome wilted, angling toward the floor, as he realizes what was to come. Zaylos would never escape...

PERSONALITY

Zaylos grew up understanding it was wiser to make friends instead of enemies. Since being sent to Lotho Minor, by his parents, he's relied on his natural amicability and dry humor to survive. The life of a child that's been traded away is a sad one. Zay lives his life trying to understand its trajectory without the ability to change its course. This lack of control acts as a breeding ground for anxiety and fear. Given his lot in life, Kartan manages to hide his pain effortlessly under a comedic veneer.

ASSETS

The clothes on his back, the tools on his belt, and an envirosuit.

THREADS

The Path:
Temptation
Liberation
One Night Stand
Headway

Wax Wings:
Bonk!
Yoink!

 

[Padmé]

Nerd? Yes?
Sheepish? Let’s find out in a thread. :D

 

[Zay]

Nerd? Yes?
Sheepish? Let’s find out in a thread. :D

You start it! LOL

 

[Padmé]

You start it! LOL

Come now, I feel called out. -.-