Post by Kulan on Sept 27, 2010 15:46:12 GMT -5
Password: Space Slug
Name: Aean Talles
Race: Human
Age: 36
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 149lbs
Birth place: Alderaan
Appearance:
Appearance:
His appearance matches his Attire, his hair a dark blond that have sharply styled sideburns that sit high on his cheeks. His skin is lightly tanned and his clothing often fits tightly because of his slender-athletic body from years of fencing and training. His blue eyes match the shine of the embroidered golden vest that he wears over his shirt.
Attire:
He wears an embroidered golden vest over a high-collared shirt. He also wears tight black leather trousers with leather shin pads, and steel boots on his feet. Around his waist sits two crossed, gold-buckled belts on which he has two pouches attached to either side. He wears a collection of brightly colored rings and bracelets on his left hand, and a set of earrings with both ears pierced when he was around the age of sixteen.
Personality:
Aean is a charming and dashing man, with a sharp and cunning wit, and is also rather cynical. He often comes across as cocky and self-centered at times, but his trust in those close to him is complete, and at times assures others of their abilities. Despite this, he is far from selfish, proving himself to be completely selfless when he puts his own life and reputation on the line to help others that he sees as different from the mundane average.
Occupation: Financier
Rank: Investor
Bio:
0-10 Years Old
Aean was born on Alderaan amidst the more turbulent times in the galaxy. Because of this he would spend most of his first years of line in the protected family estate in the mountains of Alderaan, while under the watchful eyes of a modified GE3 Czerka Protocol Droid that served as the families protocol and bodyguard droid. The droid was upgraded and changed by his parents, their wealth allowing them access to a Phrik/Durasteel alloy as well as a few other upgrades to the droid. It was in these mountains and the surrounding sporadic forest that he spent most of his younger years learning about his families royal line, as well as being trained in the almost forgot form of fencing. A style of sword play that could be seen in the Makashii lightsaber form used by the Jedi and Sith.
Even at a young age he always seemed to be cocky, often flaunting when he accomplished something only to have it come right around and bite him in the ass. By the age of four he was already showing an increase thinking capacity when he was able to turn his ordinary colored blocks into fantastic works of art, often leading others around him to believe that he had a mild form of autism since a child his age shouldnt have such coordination and creating block designs that had near perfect symmetry of the formations.
While others constantly wanted his parents to have him tested, he never really paid much attention to those that thought something was wrong with him. When he turned five he began to show his intelligence and his skill when he entered fencing for the first time under the tutelage of the families much older protocol droid that was specifically designed and programmed to teach fencing.
During his days he would spend hours learning to fence, as well as learning the finer aspects of what the core worlders called 'civilized life' in that he was always being run around from party to party, meeting with dignitaries and learning about the art of diplomacy as well as being taught proper manners, and etiquette. During many of these meetings with dignitaries he listened in on a Muun and Givin speaking with each other in their mathematical languages. Very impressed by the two, he listened intently until he found the rhythm of which they were speaking before he chimed in with a simple answer to one of the complex questions.
Impressed by this the Muun and Givin would spend the next hour testing Aean by asking him complex questions, many of which he got right in a matter of minutes, while others took him a bit longer to answer. By the end of the party he had an understanding of the Givin and Muun languages that where both based around mathematics. Pleased with himself, he would return to his own lessons at the family estate while the two others met with his parents to speak about the boys intelligence and his future in the galaxy.
By the age of eight he was becoming very well skilled in the use of a Rapier and Main Gouche, as well as having learned many of the systems of diplomacy that where in use in the galaxy. It was after one of his training sessions with the fencing protocol droid that his parents informed him that he would be sent to Muunilist to receive tutelage at the schools there and learn to handle the credits that caused the galaxy to run. He would be sent with both the GE3 Body Guard droid, and the fencing protocol droid to continue his training in fencing.
The first two years he spent on Muunilist where the most odd of the years as he was new to the world, alone with only two droids, yet attending one of the most prestigious schools of finance on the world, where only the few privileged Muun children where allowed to enroll. He was put up against some of the best minds on Muunilist, many of whom saw him as nothing because he still had emotions while they claimed to be able to suppress their own. Yet maybe it was those very emotions that caused him to prove many of his class mates wrong. His desire and passion for learning and being the best pushed him into the top percentile of his class.
10-19
Aean spent most of his free time, what little he had continuing to train in fencing, while a large portion of his schooling focused around the business world and the handling of large funds and transfering those funds from account to account. He showed great promise as his grades where always constant, his drive to show that he earned the right to be at the school on Munnilist caused him to achieve the highest he could, which always ended with him in the higher percentages of the class.
While many others would have a hard time, he seemed right at home with the calculations of numbers and solving the complex problems that where constantly put before him. His own intelligence, his sheer knowledge and talent always showing as he continued to work hard. It was this hard work that saw him graduating early from the school before being moved onto the higher education schools. By the time he was fifteen he was already in the most prestigious university. His drive to learn and prove his worth never dying down.
It could be easy to say that it was this drive that caused him to become cocky and self centered. Yet it was also this drive that lead him to becoming the man with the cunning wit he is known for, the man that could always see the value in others because even though he was born in nobility, he still had to scratch his way through his own schooling on an unfamiliar world, with those around him that saw him as inferior. It was this that imprinted upon him the knowledge and insight that everyone had their use, and that no matter who it was, their skills where valued by someone or something out there in the greater galaxy.
Aean would be lucky enough to graduate from the University at the age of eighteen, proving that he was just as gifted and skilled as anyone else. While he was giving a job offer to be one of the few non Muun workers for the Banking Clan, he declined and instead enrolled in the Alderaan guard that protected the Royal Family of Alderaan, House Organa. He wanted to fulfill his natural duty and to keep his families honor intact by serving in the military even if it was for a short amount of time.
His intelligence so impressed the royal family that they moved him from a guard status, to aide status of the royal family. He not only worked as the personal body guard of the royal family, he also worked as their close confidant and aide. Often keeping many of their secrets and keeping them hidden from the galaxy. His sound judgment and quick wit helped the royal family on many different occasions while in debates and diplomatic proccedings that he became highly valued by the court.
19-29
By the age of twenty one Aean had accomplished much more than others in his own family line had ever dreamed of, or even thought possible. With his time in the Alderaan guard coming to a close, he was fully brought into the position of Aide for the royal family. This position granted much prestige to his own family, and was also given the title of court duelist. Aean never once stopped practicing his fencing, his own weapons showing that they where old and well used, while also taken care of, were his pride and joy.
His joy would be furthered when he was presented with a gift of a new rapier and main gochue, both made from a durasteel/phrik alloy, where given to him by the royal family as a mark of status that continued to climb. His family was elevated to a higher standing, and the prestige he gained caused him to be a poster image for what the Alderaanian way of learning and schooling could fully accomplish.
Aean spent much of the next eight years in the court of the royal family of Alderaan. His training never ceasing when it came to the pursuit of knowledge, or of fencing. He was given the great honor of even training the various noble family house's children how to fence, a more noble way of settling disputes that just shooting it out when regular diplomacy failed. This rank of prestige earned him scorn from many that viewed themselves as equally talented and gifted, all the while planning his fall behind his back.
One of the many lessons though that he had learned while on the planet of Muunilist was to suspect everyone and be cautious, a greedy little Nemoidian taught him that. He was always on his guard, knowing that at anytime those that held a grudge against him could strike. It was this, coupled with his many years of fencing that kept him alive and prevent the many assassination attempts from actually succeeding.
Around the age of twenty nine he decided to strike out on his own, taking only the GE3 protocol, bodyguard droid of his family that was given to him, he formally left the Alderaan's royal family court with great honor to see the galaxy and what it held behind its veil.
29-36
It soon became clear to him that his intelligence would keep him safe, while also being highly valued by both sides, as well as the more seedier aspects of the galaxy. He had offers coming in left and right nearly every day, from Republic Senate Aides to Crime Lords needing a skilled person to handle their financing deals and make sure that they weren't being cheated out of their cut. Many of these offers would go rejected through the skillful ploys of Aean and the use of his GE3 to deal with many of the other deals that were presented to him.
By the time he reached twenty three, he had already been offered countless jobs, each one more trying than the last when he went over the details. Many of the jobs where mundane, while others could be called exciting. While many would take the jobs at a first glace, he often took more than a single glance. He'd go over every aspect of each offer before making a single choice, one of the many lessons that he learned from his time on Muunilist.
One of the few offers that he did take when it was presented to him was working for the Republic bank centered on Coruscant. When he arrived he was placed at the head of a department, his job was overseeing the transfer of funds from one account to another. Each account belonging to some of the more prominent peoples of the galaxy. For the past few years he has been in this position until recently when he decided it was best for him to strike out on his own and put his own ideas to the test.
So now at the age of 36, Aean travels around the galaxy with his droid, using his intelligence, his cunning charm and wit to earn his credits. He isnt one for tricking people into bad deals, his history and past making it so that he is above that. His deals are all fair, his intelligence used to help himself and others more than cheating them out of their hard earned credits, as he often uses his intelligence to point out the wrongs that others have made which has earned him scorn on those worlds where cheating and lying has become the way of life.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 8
Speed: 5
Leadership: 5
Unarmed: 4
Melee Weapons: 7
Ranged Weapons: 3
Alignment: +4
RP Sample:
How long had it been since he last saw him, or was even near Alderaan. The days in space seemed to all mash together now as he sat quietly in the seat of the transport with his droid next to him. He looked up at the few other passengers before he looked back down, noticing that one had a keen interest in the weapons he had tucked up against his leg to allow him to comfortably sit in the seat. His eyes looked back up to the man as he sighed before standing and stretching, his rapier tapping against his leg as he turned his back for a moment to walk towards the small kitchen.
Aean had become thirsty for a moment as he walked towards it, his hand taking up a glass as he looked over it for a moment before he pulled out a rag and slid it into the glass to clean it. There wasnt dirt or grim, so much as dust from it not being used as much as the other two he saw, more than likely the captain and his co-pilots glasses as he pushed the rag back into his pocket before sliding it under the small faucet, the water pouring in before shutting off. He brought the glass up to his eye level and looked at it, his hand once more reaching into his pocket as he took out a tablet and dropped it in, the water becoming crystal clear and clean to drink as he took a sip before sitting back down.
He was careful, or rather as careful as he could be to hide his wealth, yet with his style of dress and his appearance that was more easier said than done. His hand rest against his thigh as he set the glass down just in time for the man who had been looking him over to jump up with another passenger and raise their weapons. "All Right, this is a hold up now. We're pirates and we're taken this ship. Hand over you're valuables, you first pretty boy." Aean shook his head lightly as the droid next to him quickly stood up, his right arm raised as the two men fired at the droid, only to have the blaster bolts leave small scorch marks on his carapace. Aean looked up as the droids hidden blaster slid out from his arm, the plating pulling back as it flipped up.
"Gentlemen you have three choices. 1. This droid here takes care of both of you, 2. I can deal with you both, yet its so uncivilized to be shooting each other and it would get my hands dirty, or 3. You both drop those weapons right now, walk over to that cargo crate, get inside and I lock you in until we arrive at port to hand you over to the authorities. Now which will it be."
He figured they'd go for the easy of the three, but then again as he sighed the sounds of rapid blaster fire echoed through the compartment as his droid cut down the other two men in a burst of fire. The co-pilot coming back to check what was going on as Aean looked up.
"Ah, yes you may be wondering what was happen. Apparently these two men were pirates, set on taking the ship from the inside. So foolishly they drew weapons and my droid naturally took care of them."
He looked to the co-pilot, a stunning woman for someone in her line of work as he stood up and bowed to her, feeling the ship dropping from hyperspace as it began its approach to Alderaan. Aean moved closer to her, his hand touching hers as he brought it up. His eyes flashing in the dim light as he smiled.
"Maybe you'd like to join me for dinner in the House Organa Royal Palace." His wit and cunning showing, as much as his flamboyet nature.
Name: Aean Talles
Race: Human
Age: 36
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 149lbs
Birth place: Alderaan
Appearance:
Appearance:
His appearance matches his Attire, his hair a dark blond that have sharply styled sideburns that sit high on his cheeks. His skin is lightly tanned and his clothing often fits tightly because of his slender-athletic body from years of fencing and training. His blue eyes match the shine of the embroidered golden vest that he wears over his shirt.
Attire:
He wears an embroidered golden vest over a high-collared shirt. He also wears tight black leather trousers with leather shin pads, and steel boots on his feet. Around his waist sits two crossed, gold-buckled belts on which he has two pouches attached to either side. He wears a collection of brightly colored rings and bracelets on his left hand, and a set of earrings with both ears pierced when he was around the age of sixteen.
Personality:
Aean is a charming and dashing man, with a sharp and cunning wit, and is also rather cynical. He often comes across as cocky and self-centered at times, but his trust in those close to him is complete, and at times assures others of their abilities. Despite this, he is far from selfish, proving himself to be completely selfless when he puts his own life and reputation on the line to help others that he sees as different from the mundane average.
Occupation: Financier
Rank: Investor
Bio:
0-10 Years Old
Aean was born on Alderaan amidst the more turbulent times in the galaxy. Because of this he would spend most of his first years of line in the protected family estate in the mountains of Alderaan, while under the watchful eyes of a modified GE3 Czerka Protocol Droid that served as the families protocol and bodyguard droid. The droid was upgraded and changed by his parents, their wealth allowing them access to a Phrik/Durasteel alloy as well as a few other upgrades to the droid. It was in these mountains and the surrounding sporadic forest that he spent most of his younger years learning about his families royal line, as well as being trained in the almost forgot form of fencing. A style of sword play that could be seen in the Makashii lightsaber form used by the Jedi and Sith.
Even at a young age he always seemed to be cocky, often flaunting when he accomplished something only to have it come right around and bite him in the ass. By the age of four he was already showing an increase thinking capacity when he was able to turn his ordinary colored blocks into fantastic works of art, often leading others around him to believe that he had a mild form of autism since a child his age shouldnt have such coordination and creating block designs that had near perfect symmetry of the formations.
While others constantly wanted his parents to have him tested, he never really paid much attention to those that thought something was wrong with him. When he turned five he began to show his intelligence and his skill when he entered fencing for the first time under the tutelage of the families much older protocol droid that was specifically designed and programmed to teach fencing.
During his days he would spend hours learning to fence, as well as learning the finer aspects of what the core worlders called 'civilized life' in that he was always being run around from party to party, meeting with dignitaries and learning about the art of diplomacy as well as being taught proper manners, and etiquette. During many of these meetings with dignitaries he listened in on a Muun and Givin speaking with each other in their mathematical languages. Very impressed by the two, he listened intently until he found the rhythm of which they were speaking before he chimed in with a simple answer to one of the complex questions.
Impressed by this the Muun and Givin would spend the next hour testing Aean by asking him complex questions, many of which he got right in a matter of minutes, while others took him a bit longer to answer. By the end of the party he had an understanding of the Givin and Muun languages that where both based around mathematics. Pleased with himself, he would return to his own lessons at the family estate while the two others met with his parents to speak about the boys intelligence and his future in the galaxy.
By the age of eight he was becoming very well skilled in the use of a Rapier and Main Gouche, as well as having learned many of the systems of diplomacy that where in use in the galaxy. It was after one of his training sessions with the fencing protocol droid that his parents informed him that he would be sent to Muunilist to receive tutelage at the schools there and learn to handle the credits that caused the galaxy to run. He would be sent with both the GE3 Body Guard droid, and the fencing protocol droid to continue his training in fencing.
The first two years he spent on Muunilist where the most odd of the years as he was new to the world, alone with only two droids, yet attending one of the most prestigious schools of finance on the world, where only the few privileged Muun children where allowed to enroll. He was put up against some of the best minds on Muunilist, many of whom saw him as nothing because he still had emotions while they claimed to be able to suppress their own. Yet maybe it was those very emotions that caused him to prove many of his class mates wrong. His desire and passion for learning and being the best pushed him into the top percentile of his class.
10-19
Aean spent most of his free time, what little he had continuing to train in fencing, while a large portion of his schooling focused around the business world and the handling of large funds and transfering those funds from account to account. He showed great promise as his grades where always constant, his drive to show that he earned the right to be at the school on Munnilist caused him to achieve the highest he could, which always ended with him in the higher percentages of the class.
While many others would have a hard time, he seemed right at home with the calculations of numbers and solving the complex problems that where constantly put before him. His own intelligence, his sheer knowledge and talent always showing as he continued to work hard. It was this hard work that saw him graduating early from the school before being moved onto the higher education schools. By the time he was fifteen he was already in the most prestigious university. His drive to learn and prove his worth never dying down.
It could be easy to say that it was this drive that caused him to become cocky and self centered. Yet it was also this drive that lead him to becoming the man with the cunning wit he is known for, the man that could always see the value in others because even though he was born in nobility, he still had to scratch his way through his own schooling on an unfamiliar world, with those around him that saw him as inferior. It was this that imprinted upon him the knowledge and insight that everyone had their use, and that no matter who it was, their skills where valued by someone or something out there in the greater galaxy.
Aean would be lucky enough to graduate from the University at the age of eighteen, proving that he was just as gifted and skilled as anyone else. While he was giving a job offer to be one of the few non Muun workers for the Banking Clan, he declined and instead enrolled in the Alderaan guard that protected the Royal Family of Alderaan, House Organa. He wanted to fulfill his natural duty and to keep his families honor intact by serving in the military even if it was for a short amount of time.
His intelligence so impressed the royal family that they moved him from a guard status, to aide status of the royal family. He not only worked as the personal body guard of the royal family, he also worked as their close confidant and aide. Often keeping many of their secrets and keeping them hidden from the galaxy. His sound judgment and quick wit helped the royal family on many different occasions while in debates and diplomatic proccedings that he became highly valued by the court.
19-29
By the age of twenty one Aean had accomplished much more than others in his own family line had ever dreamed of, or even thought possible. With his time in the Alderaan guard coming to a close, he was fully brought into the position of Aide for the royal family. This position granted much prestige to his own family, and was also given the title of court duelist. Aean never once stopped practicing his fencing, his own weapons showing that they where old and well used, while also taken care of, were his pride and joy.
His joy would be furthered when he was presented with a gift of a new rapier and main gochue, both made from a durasteel/phrik alloy, where given to him by the royal family as a mark of status that continued to climb. His family was elevated to a higher standing, and the prestige he gained caused him to be a poster image for what the Alderaanian way of learning and schooling could fully accomplish.
Aean spent much of the next eight years in the court of the royal family of Alderaan. His training never ceasing when it came to the pursuit of knowledge, or of fencing. He was given the great honor of even training the various noble family house's children how to fence, a more noble way of settling disputes that just shooting it out when regular diplomacy failed. This rank of prestige earned him scorn from many that viewed themselves as equally talented and gifted, all the while planning his fall behind his back.
One of the many lessons though that he had learned while on the planet of Muunilist was to suspect everyone and be cautious, a greedy little Nemoidian taught him that. He was always on his guard, knowing that at anytime those that held a grudge against him could strike. It was this, coupled with his many years of fencing that kept him alive and prevent the many assassination attempts from actually succeeding.
Around the age of twenty nine he decided to strike out on his own, taking only the GE3 protocol, bodyguard droid of his family that was given to him, he formally left the Alderaan's royal family court with great honor to see the galaxy and what it held behind its veil.
29-36
It soon became clear to him that his intelligence would keep him safe, while also being highly valued by both sides, as well as the more seedier aspects of the galaxy. He had offers coming in left and right nearly every day, from Republic Senate Aides to Crime Lords needing a skilled person to handle their financing deals and make sure that they weren't being cheated out of their cut. Many of these offers would go rejected through the skillful ploys of Aean and the use of his GE3 to deal with many of the other deals that were presented to him.
By the time he reached twenty three, he had already been offered countless jobs, each one more trying than the last when he went over the details. Many of the jobs where mundane, while others could be called exciting. While many would take the jobs at a first glace, he often took more than a single glance. He'd go over every aspect of each offer before making a single choice, one of the many lessons that he learned from his time on Muunilist.
One of the few offers that he did take when it was presented to him was working for the Republic bank centered on Coruscant. When he arrived he was placed at the head of a department, his job was overseeing the transfer of funds from one account to another. Each account belonging to some of the more prominent peoples of the galaxy. For the past few years he has been in this position until recently when he decided it was best for him to strike out on his own and put his own ideas to the test.
So now at the age of 36, Aean travels around the galaxy with his droid, using his intelligence, his cunning charm and wit to earn his credits. He isnt one for tricking people into bad deals, his history and past making it so that he is above that. His deals are all fair, his intelligence used to help himself and others more than cheating them out of their hard earned credits, as he often uses his intelligence to point out the wrongs that others have made which has earned him scorn on those worlds where cheating and lying has become the way of life.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 5
Intelligence: 8
Speed: 5
Leadership: 5
Unarmed: 4
Melee Weapons: 7
Ranged Weapons: 3
Alignment: +4
RP Sample:
How long had it been since he last saw him, or was even near Alderaan. The days in space seemed to all mash together now as he sat quietly in the seat of the transport with his droid next to him. He looked up at the few other passengers before he looked back down, noticing that one had a keen interest in the weapons he had tucked up against his leg to allow him to comfortably sit in the seat. His eyes looked back up to the man as he sighed before standing and stretching, his rapier tapping against his leg as he turned his back for a moment to walk towards the small kitchen.
Aean had become thirsty for a moment as he walked towards it, his hand taking up a glass as he looked over it for a moment before he pulled out a rag and slid it into the glass to clean it. There wasnt dirt or grim, so much as dust from it not being used as much as the other two he saw, more than likely the captain and his co-pilots glasses as he pushed the rag back into his pocket before sliding it under the small faucet, the water pouring in before shutting off. He brought the glass up to his eye level and looked at it, his hand once more reaching into his pocket as he took out a tablet and dropped it in, the water becoming crystal clear and clean to drink as he took a sip before sitting back down.
He was careful, or rather as careful as he could be to hide his wealth, yet with his style of dress and his appearance that was more easier said than done. His hand rest against his thigh as he set the glass down just in time for the man who had been looking him over to jump up with another passenger and raise their weapons. "All Right, this is a hold up now. We're pirates and we're taken this ship. Hand over you're valuables, you first pretty boy." Aean shook his head lightly as the droid next to him quickly stood up, his right arm raised as the two men fired at the droid, only to have the blaster bolts leave small scorch marks on his carapace. Aean looked up as the droids hidden blaster slid out from his arm, the plating pulling back as it flipped up.
"Gentlemen you have three choices. 1. This droid here takes care of both of you, 2. I can deal with you both, yet its so uncivilized to be shooting each other and it would get my hands dirty, or 3. You both drop those weapons right now, walk over to that cargo crate, get inside and I lock you in until we arrive at port to hand you over to the authorities. Now which will it be."
He figured they'd go for the easy of the three, but then again as he sighed the sounds of rapid blaster fire echoed through the compartment as his droid cut down the other two men in a burst of fire. The co-pilot coming back to check what was going on as Aean looked up.
"Ah, yes you may be wondering what was happen. Apparently these two men were pirates, set on taking the ship from the inside. So foolishly they drew weapons and my droid naturally took care of them."
He looked to the co-pilot, a stunning woman for someone in her line of work as he stood up and bowed to her, feeling the ship dropping from hyperspace as it began its approach to Alderaan. Aean moved closer to her, his hand touching hers as he brought it up. His eyes flashing in the dim light as he smiled.
"Maybe you'd like to join me for dinner in the House Organa Royal Palace." His wit and cunning showing, as much as his flamboyet nature.
