Post by arober94 on Jul 20, 2015 21:04:11 GMT -5
Name:Tristan Dayne
Race:Human
Age:24
Birthplace: Corellia
Allegiance:Prefers Republic
Status:N/A
Rank: N/A
Height/Weight:
5'11"/ 215lbs
Appearance: Built like a runner, Tristan is not bulked up. That is not to say he's weak as a weak bounty hunter is a dead bounty hunter. He has green eyes and keeps his brown hair cropped short. There is a scar that begins at the outer corner of his left eye that goes straight down
to his chest. He tends to wear a deep forest green tunic and black pants with a scattering of personal armor in key places.
Personality: He's a quiet guy with a sharp tongue when riled. Unless it's a serious situation, when he joins a conversation he usually has a sarcastic barb or two. He's generally easy going and sticks to himself, but when the word slavery comes up... run! Although he will joke around, there are very few in the galaxy he can trust.
Ships/Vehicles: A dynamic class freighter from Core Galaxy Systems. It's no Ebon Hawk, but it has plenty of room for cargo and crew members if he ever has them.
Equipment: CD-36 Blaster Rifle, Two CZR-9001 blaster pistols modified for a bit more stability, One broken vibroblade that he uses as a knife, and one MR-37.
Stats: (Feeble, Below Average, Average, Above Average, Superior, Legendary)
Strength -Average
Agility -Above Average
Intelligence -Above Average
Charisma -Average
Combat Training: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Other Training: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
Biography: Like every decent pilot, he was born on Corellia, but he did not spend his entire childhood there. His parents had taken a trip to Kashykk as botanists and were caught up in one of the frequent slaves raids as they tried to protect a young Wookie from capture. It took three years for Tristan to make his way back to Corellia and during that time he came to learn the Wookie language as well as learning how to sneak and hunt from the family that his parents had protected. It serves him well when he on the hunt for one of his targets.
He was thankful that his parents had put up dozens of safeguards for their sizable, yet modest, savings as the rest of his family could not get their hands on it. That was the first time Tristan heard a call for the life of a bounty hunter. He didn't have to get close to anybody that could later betray him and he could hunt down any that wish to slave trade. Perhaps not what his parents wanted his path to be, but they couldn't say much.
Tristan learned the trade from an elderly human he found on his early adult travels. While he learned to hunt on a planet from the Wookies, Alan taught him how to hunt through the galaxy. He claimed his first bounty when he was nineteen and his first dead bounty at twenty-one.
Roleplay Sample:
Lining up the shot, Tristan did as the old man taught him and took a breath as he slowly squeezed the trigger. He watched as his target fell on his back never even knowing that he had been targeted. Tristan had of course aimed for center mass and not the head as a few that had placed bounties were picky in seeing the face. The rest of his crew started to run around in fear. Good, Tristan thought, they're untrained and it's an easy bounty.
After a few good potshots, Tristan made his way down to the ship they had been loading. It may not have been sporting to casually blast them from his vantage point, but the bounty had known he had a few chasing him and it was his fault in staying so open.
WIP...
Race:Human
Age:24
Birthplace: Corellia
Allegiance:Prefers Republic
Status:N/A
Rank: N/A
Height/Weight:
5'11"/ 215lbs
Appearance: Built like a runner, Tristan is not bulked up. That is not to say he's weak as a weak bounty hunter is a dead bounty hunter. He has green eyes and keeps his brown hair cropped short. There is a scar that begins at the outer corner of his left eye that goes straight down
to his chest. He tends to wear a deep forest green tunic and black pants with a scattering of personal armor in key places.
Personality: He's a quiet guy with a sharp tongue when riled. Unless it's a serious situation, when he joins a conversation he usually has a sarcastic barb or two. He's generally easy going and sticks to himself, but when the word slavery comes up... run! Although he will joke around, there are very few in the galaxy he can trust.
Ships/Vehicles: A dynamic class freighter from Core Galaxy Systems. It's no Ebon Hawk, but it has plenty of room for cargo and crew members if he ever has them.
Equipment: CD-36 Blaster Rifle, Two CZR-9001 blaster pistols modified for a bit more stability, One broken vibroblade that he uses as a knife, and one MR-37.
Stats: (Feeble, Below Average, Average, Above Average, Superior, Legendary)
Strength -Average
Agility -Above Average
Intelligence -Above Average
Charisma -Average
Combat Training: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
- Unarmed- Expert (He was raised for three years by wookies)
- Blade- Expert for a non-force wielder.
- Gun- Adept
Other Training: (Unskilled, Novice, Apprentice, Adept, Expert, Master)
- Piloting- Expert (He's a Corellian)
- Stealth- Apprentice
- Slicing- Adept
Biography: Like every decent pilot, he was born on Corellia, but he did not spend his entire childhood there. His parents had taken a trip to Kashykk as botanists and were caught up in one of the frequent slaves raids as they tried to protect a young Wookie from capture. It took three years for Tristan to make his way back to Corellia and during that time he came to learn the Wookie language as well as learning how to sneak and hunt from the family that his parents had protected. It serves him well when he on the hunt for one of his targets.
He was thankful that his parents had put up dozens of safeguards for their sizable, yet modest, savings as the rest of his family could not get their hands on it. That was the first time Tristan heard a call for the life of a bounty hunter. He didn't have to get close to anybody that could later betray him and he could hunt down any that wish to slave trade. Perhaps not what his parents wanted his path to be, but they couldn't say much.
Tristan learned the trade from an elderly human he found on his early adult travels. While he learned to hunt on a planet from the Wookies, Alan taught him how to hunt through the galaxy. He claimed his first bounty when he was nineteen and his first dead bounty at twenty-one.
Roleplay Sample:
Lining up the shot, Tristan did as the old man taught him and took a breath as he slowly squeezed the trigger. He watched as his target fell on his back never even knowing that he had been targeted. Tristan had of course aimed for center mass and not the head as a few that had placed bounties were picky in seeing the face. The rest of his crew started to run around in fear. Good, Tristan thought, they're untrained and it's an easy bounty.
After a few good potshots, Tristan made his way down to the ship they had been loading. It may not have been sporting to casually blast them from his vantage point, but the bounty had known he had a few chasing him and it was his fault in staying so open.
WIP...
