Post by jawalover on Dec 17, 2013 14:58:18 GMT -5
Name: Borai - Liu
Age: 40
Race: Hergelic
Birth place: Tressidis
Height: 6” 7”
Weight: 285lbs
Eye Color: Black
Hair Color: N/A
Appearance:
Borai is a six foot seven monster of muscle. He is as wide as he is tall. He has a very deep and jagged scar in place of his left eye. He has an incredibly wide mouth with 45 ivory white teeth. He has three muscular fingers, somewhat resembling a small dorsal fin, on each hand. Each of these fingers are fat and slightly lumpy in places due to the damage they have seen over the years. He is entirely smooth with a jet black skin which is cold to the touch.
He wears large custom Hergelic clothes, this includes; dirty brown heavy duty boots, a pair of expensive insulated fibre trousers with a selection of pockets midnight blue in colour, a white vest under a grey shirt, on top of this is a bigger shirt which is a speeder exhaust grey. He also has a large expensive parka style coat with a thick white fur lining. The coat is dark blue. He is a very scary and intimidating especially due to his size and missing eye. Whenever he is standing still he stands proud and rigid, when he walks he strolls and dawdles.
Personality:
Borai-Liu is not a very complicated man. He gets no greater pleasure than meeting people and travelling to different worlds. Ever since he was a child he would loiter around the ship yards and other places where the most interesting and exotic people would visit, he would listen with wonder as they told stories of their adventures. In his adult years he has travelled with a number of different people all across the galaxy.
Borai is an outstanding fighter and loves hand to hand combat, whether it be a cantina brawl, a situation that arises during a job or a professional bout, he lives for it. One of the best things about travelling the galaxy is there are always a wide variety of people to fight. Borai does not always start the fight, but usually always finishes it. This love for violence is what makes him so good as an enforcer and bodyguard.
Borai is like dynamite and needs to be handled carefully. He would happily talk to anyone; buy a round of drinks, laugh and joke. Nevertheless at the slightest offence, problem or challenge to him or a friend, he will explode into violence. Those that know him knew well know how to handle him, and are also happy to have him with them whenever trouble does occur. Due to this temperamental nature it makes working with him difficult especially if someone has no experience of Borai.
He does not like being alone, he needs people around him if not colleagues or friends then he will spend his nights drinking in a bar or brothel, talking to patrons and bartenders.
Boari is not a master criminal nor is he a sadist. He simply just does what he needs to get the job done. Borai is not the smartest Hergelic of his species and has no academic qualifications; however one thing that Borai is very good at is listening to people and learning the languages of other species. He has learned several languages throughout his life. This is what makes him so highly sought after.
Profession: Mercenary
Previous Faction/Rank: Bodyguard
Equipment:
Metal alloy combat gloves
arg’garok
Starship:
Skills: Speaks
• Baisc, Huttese – Fluent
• Durese, sullustese -advanced
• Skilled with an arg’gorak
• Hand to hand combat
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 8
Intelligence: 5
Speed: 4
Leadership: 4
Unarmed: 8
Melee Weapons: 6
Ranged Weapons:3
Bio:
The Tresidiss years
Early Life
Borai Liu was born on Tresidiss, and raised by his mother Gija. They were a poor family having very little. They lived in a Herglic only community that had many cases of poverty and deprivation. Gija was small for her species. She was a light shade of ebony. She spent her life raising Borai and working for a low end criminal named Po-Na-Sik.
The reason for this was Borai’s father, Kaj, cheated Po-Na –Sik out of money. Kaj double crossed Po during a robbery and left Tresidiss with the loot. Po, who was only a lowly thug, decided to take his revenge on the family as oppose to chase Kaj. In return for not harming Borai or herself, Gija begged Po to let her work for cartel as anything they needed. Po realising he would have his own personal slave agreed. Borai was only a baby at the time.
Borai had little schooling of any kind only a little from his mother and other members of his clan. When he was very young he was with dragged along with his mother at her many jobs for the Cartel. When he reached his teenage years he spent all his days in the service docks and landing decks talking to sailors and star pilots. He would listen to their stories watch them unload his cargo. He had no interest in school.
It was around this time when Borai became involved in many scuffles with Herglics and other species. He always enjoyed fighting and began to get a reputation amongst his young peers as being tough. This resulted in more fights and more wins.
When he turned sixteen he joined a gang they called themselves ‘The Pack’ they were involved in some petty theft and small time robbery. They also began to organise fights for Borai to make money from gambling. Unwittingly they interfered with Po’s business, which had a big stake in the Illegal fighting world.
Po was always a pragmatic man and saw potential in these young criminals and in particular Borai. He allowed the boys a small time role in his fighting circuit and began to take a bigger hand in Borai’s fighting career. He provided Borai with a trainer who would develop Po’s hand to hand skills.
Training for the Cage
The trainer was an old grizzled Mandalorian called Fraal. Fraal had thick red hair and beard. His face and body were covered with scars and tattoos. He not only helped Borai with fitness and conditioning but taught a variation of good martial arts techniques. These included strikes and locks that when executed correctly could deal lethal damage. Borai trained solidly for two years.
At the age of Nineteen, Borai found himself in his first official unlicensed cage fight against a Barabel called Maracoc. Maracoc was a savage fighter and known for dealing serious injuries to his opponents. Barabel was three years older than Borai and had more experience than him. The fight went a brutal fourteen rounds. Both fighters were bloodied and exhausted, Borai won with a Knockout that broke Maracocs Jaw.
The crowd went wild; Borai became an overnight sensation. The spectators wanted to see more of him. The amount made from gambling was one of the biggest Po had made. Everyone was now aware of the potential in Borai. Fraal began to push him further in his training. He brought in friends including a Wookie called Kryya and Tradoshan twins called Zak and Kaz. All of these people would develop Borai as a skilled combatant.
Kryya would show him clench fighting and lots of ground and grapple attacks. The Tradoshans would increase his physical conditioning and fighting skills by taking him off to other systems like Malastare and Tatooine. Here they would get involved in cantina bar fights which Borai loved. The reason for this was to toughen Borai up and provide him with opportunities to practice brawling. Their mantra being that cantina brawling creates opportunities to sense opponents weakness, teaches fast reactions and allows the ability to practice keeping distance with multiple opponents.
His next fight came six months later with another Herglic. This was a very quick match that only went three rounds. Borai beat the Herglic senseless and came out with barely a scratch. Six weeks later he entered another match with an Aqualish. This fight went ten rounds and was deemed one of the best in Borai’s career. Both opponents had great technique and gave the audience a very good show of pugilism. The match was very close until the last round, once again a knockout for Borai.
Changing times
Borai’ went on to be undefeated for three years and twelve more fights. Alongside this career he took a job working for Po at his club called the Tar’meil. Here Borai worked security and dealt with any trouble in and outside the club. He met lots of different people at his time working the club scene and really enjoyed talking to them, hearing their stories and on occasions battering them into pulp should they cross him. He rose through the ranks of Po’s organisation becoming his personal bodyguard.
Also at this Time Po was getting greedy and more treacherous. He was turning on old associates and keeping the greatest share of the wealth. He was also beginning to try and force Borai into taking falls and throwing his matches. Borai and Fraal were outraged and refused. Knowing he couldn’t really make Borai co-operate he decided to set him up to lose. Po matched Borai against an opponent he knew could defeat him and bet that Borai would lose.
Po organised a fight with a Kel dorin warrior. The fight was highly anticipated because the weight classes were massively off balance. The fans expected the Kel dor to lose and badly. However when the fight began, the speed and skill of the Kel Dorin, was unlike anything Borai had seen. The match went eight rounds but unfortunately Borai could not land any really serious blows due to his opponents nimbleness and speed. Borai was incredibly slow in comparison and combined with his opponents focused hits to his eyes nose and throat eventually managed to knock him out
Borai was not pleased with the result and became very unhappy with Po. Po happily took his winnings making no secret about betting against Borai. Not only this but Po orchestrated contract killings of two of his men, and good friends of Borai, in order to keep a large shipment of spice the cartel had just hijacked.
He began to run his businesses into the ground. He demanded higher rates for his prostitutes; higher prices for his Bar and taxing both civilians and his colleagues heavily. He made lots of enemies. He even informed on Borai for a crime that he committed . Eventually Po’s ego got the better of him and he tried to muscle in on Hutt territory.
The Hutt who ran Tressidiss was Called Coral the Hutt. He did not take kindly to a small time criminal trying to make moves against him. The Hutts approached Borai to hand over Po. Borai was only too happy to help.
Po was dealt with swiftly and quietly. He went out for a meeting with Coral the Hutt one evening, Borai and the second in command went as well. They returned but Po was never seen again. Those few people who were still loyal to Po tried for revenge. But with most of the organisation now working for Coral this was soon squashed.
During this time of Unrest, Borai proved his loyalty to Coral. The first was by protecting him from an assassination attempt that was carried out by Po’s brother. Secondly he also was crucial in keeping the brothel owners who were Po loyalists in line. Not only this but all charges were dropped against Po. This was in part because Po couldn’t testify and partly due to some bribes by Coral as a thank you.
Coral knew of Borais career and reputation. He was impressed by his loyalty and took Borai to work in his syndicate on Nar Shaddaa. Borai said goodbye to Fraal who also decided to leave Tresidiss and travel Concordia. The two never spoke again.
The Hutt Years.
Meeting Maracoc and winning the arg’gorak
Borai became one of Corals best men. Borai Loved Nar shaddaa he met even more unusual and exotic people. He worked as bodyguard for the prostitutes that worked the Brothels in Nar Shaddaa One of the Brothels Patrons was Maracoc. The two became close friends getting into many a fight and scrape with snobby space pilots, egotistical smugglers and big talking pirates.
Through support from Borai and Maracoc reputation as an impressive fighter was also managed to secure work with Coral he Hutt. He was placed alongside Borai in the brothels to help protect the girls.
They ran the brothels with an iron grip anyone didn’t pay or messed the girls around they were dealt with immediately and shown no mercy. During this time he acquired a friend in the form of an arg’gorak.
The arg’gorak came from a family of Gamorreans called the Luggas’ the family comprised of five brothers and two sisters. The Lugga’s were a band of renowned smugglers not just for their smuggling but for their violent behaviour, drunken shenanigans and disrespectful attitudes. If you fought one Lugga, you fought them all.
After a job one night the family stopped at The Satin Temple, a house under Hutt protection. Throughout the night they caused a huge disturbance assaulting clients and the working women, breaking furniture and refusing to pay. They attacked the two bouncers working there that night killing one and beat the other within an inch of his life. The family all incredibly drunk and under the influence of narcotics had passed out still in the Temple; some in the rooms and others in the atrium and parlours.
The word reached Coral the Hutt and he in turn passed down the order for Borai to deal with this problem. Borai, Maracoc and three others paid the family a visit. The eldest brother who had passed out in one the rooms was lying face down in the luxurious bed spread, His arg’orak next to his boots. Borai took the arg’gorak and began to hack him apart till he was literally in pieces. He then went to another sibling who was asleep and did the same thing.
The rest of the family sufferd similar fates the other men managed to easily subdue and kill the remaining Luggas. Other people in the employ of Coral arrived soon after,
the Luggas bodies were stripped and burnt. After that they took the cargo from their ship and any other items that could be sold. Next the ship was stripped for parts and what was left was sold to scrap. The only thing left of the seven Gamorreans was the stories that circulated in stations and cantinas across the galaxy and the Arg’gorak that Borai decided to keep as trophy. He called it Gija, after his mother.
Unrest
At this time a particularly dangerous cartel, called the Brothers of Immortality, comprised of Feeorin and Weequay began to challenge Coral. They attacked many of the Nar Shaddaa businesses including drink and women. They blew up a Hutt casino and tried to take over a large speeder garage, which moved most of the planets stolen parts through it. They used guerrilla tactics and were effective in catching the Hutts off guard.
During this time Borai served Coral obediently and efficiently. He was ordered to take part in a street fight against one the Immortal Brothers best Feeorin fighters. The sole instruction was to win. There was also a massive gambling book opened on this fight by both sides creating more violence in regards to who should run the book. Borai still in shape and fighting fit from years of brawls and bouts with the scum of the galaxy went fourteen rounds and came out victorious. The fight was the dirtiest fight Borai had ever fought. The Feeorin had smuggled a knife into the ring and managed to slash Borai’s left eye. Borai in a fit of rage managed to overpower the man and kicked him to death. Borai lost sight in the eye and was left with a jagged scar as a memory.
Also during this unrest Borai was crucial in holding down the Brothels and the warehouses that contained stolen parts. He followed orders to the letter and carried out every task with efficiency. After two years of bloodshed the turf war ended when Coral with the Hutt managed to pick off the last members of the Immortal Brothers.
The problem was the Brothers had many internal struggles for control, resulting in trechary and infighting. This meant that things were not organised properly and cracks began to appear. The few that were left were given a choice come under Hutt control or you will be forced out an airlock. The threat was enough and the Brothers were absorbed into the Hutts Empire.
Travel Opportunities
After the unrest the entire Hutt syndicate began to change their methods of doing business and also expand into new avenues and ne systems. The Hutts decided to branch out in the galaxy and wished to set up business in the Neimoidian Purse worlds, a place believed to be relatively open territory and lucrative due to the affluent nature of the Neimoidian people. Borai, now thirty one, having proven to be a loyal and efficient worker was sent with a group of prostitutes to Cato Neimoidia. Borai was in charge of protecting the girls and once they arrived would help protect the brothel where they would work in the capital city of Zarra.
The brothel was overseen by Mologia the Hutt a cousin of Coral. Borai spent only six months in the brothel as he was then shipped to Rokat, a small city in the southeast region of Cato Neimoidia. Here he would spend the next six years of his life. He was no longer protecting prostitutes but accountants who worked for the Hutts and helped them commit a number of different high collar crimes through their work with numbers. The accountants were mainly Duros, Neimoidian and Sullustan.
The job required him to travel with the accountants between different systems and planets, providing protection from anyone who might try and interfere. Over this six year period Borai had lots of trouble with Tradoshan pirates. Giju had the pleasure of splitting many Tradoshan skulls. There was one in particular who posed a real Problem for Borai and the accountants. A female Tradoshan named Siva.
Siva was a great marksman and quite a stealthy fighter. They first met on Kessel when Siva was hired to shoot two of the Duros accountants. Siva had an upper hand with Borai due to his inability to use a fire arm and his size but due to arrogance got caught by one of his uppercuts to her upper abdomen breaking six ribs she only escaped by shooting Borai in the shoulder. She was aiming for his head.
They met several more times after that once on a landing station in the Praxlis system. The final time was in an office on Rokat. Siva was never successful in carrying out her mission to kill the accountants. During the fight in Rokat, Siva after she lost her leg to Giju. Siva survived a grizzly death by sticking a small blade into the scar on Borai left eye. After this she gave up the contract. It is unsure if she will return to take vengeance on Borai but so far she has not been seen or heard from.
The Duros and Sullustan became very fond of Borai and reliant on his protection. They asked the Hutt’s if he could continue protecting them, when it was believed he might move back to the brothels.
The Blue Box was crowded with a number of different creatures, Wookies, Jawas, Cathar, and bith. There was hardly room to lift your arms. The bar stunk with the smell of sweat and stale alcohol. There were large puffs of smoke rising intermittently amongst the crowd to add to the stifling atmosphere. The walls were lined with a pale green fabric meant to hide the coldness of the cheap metal walls.
As soon as Borai lowered his head into the door and began to swivel sideways to enter he knew there would be trouble. His size was a problem in an empty bar let alone one that was packed tight to burst. Nevertheless he manoeuvred in and before he had taken three steps he had knocked several people causing them to spill drinks. Bora took no notice and forced his way to the bar.
The bartender was a handsome and muscular human named Valen. Valen knew who Borai was and instantly moved to serve him. He ordered a large glass of Grog, which Valen served in a glass that was made to fit a hand like Borai.
“Good night I see Valen?” laughed Borai.
“is indeed, what brings you down to the box tonight, we don’t normally see you unless you’re working.”
“Just having few brother, got a meeting about a job over in the business district. Don’t know why he wanted to meet here. It’s a circus this time of night”
The crowds continued to shuffle and the chatter began to get louder. It started to turn from happy and chatter to shouting and insults. All of a sudden a Devonarian came hurtling out of nowhere and fell across Borai knocking the drink out of his hand. He was drunk and sneered at Borai as if it was his fault. Borai ignored him.
“You got a problem you blu” slurred the Devonarian
-whoa shut that mouth or your out! Shouted Valen.
“shut up and get me a drink; you sad washed up slime ”
Borai grabbed the man by his horn and lifted him off the ground.
“Listen to me” he roared “if you don’t want to be counting the horns you haven’t got I suggest you leave right now”
The man slumped to the floor and his friend another Devonarian came to pick him up. They both turned to walk away. Then in a slow and clumsy motion the Devonarian that had just been threatened turned and threw a glass at Borai.
Borai took one step towards the pair, leaned out one hand and grabbed the first Devonarian. He slammed his head into the counter with all the force he could muster. The second Devonarian went to pull a blaster. Borai turned and kicked him in the stomach. He grabbed the blaster and smashed the handle into the second Devonarian.
The crowd who had went silent through the interaction returned to their conversations paying no except to try and create as much space between them and Borai as possible. Borai turned back the the bar.
“same again please Valen.”
