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 Dhagon Beviin Full Name • Dhagon Beviin Nickname • Ba’vodu(Uncle) Beviin, Scourge of the Outer Rim Race • Human Birthplace • Concordia Age • 65 Gender • Male Sexuality • Heterosexual Faction • Mandalorian Concept • Rank 3 Clan Leader, Legendary Mercenary Languages • Basic, Mando’a Assets • Part owner of the Oyu’Baat, modest homestead outside of Keldabe, twin pair of Novis Marksman Heavy Blaster Pistols, Nasreyc-7 Assault Slugthrower Carbine, various beskar blades, beskar’gam, modified Prudii-class Assault Transport Appearance Face Claim • Roberto Garcia Ruiz Height & Weight • 5’11” 242 lbs Overall Looks • An impressive Mando’ade specimen, Dhagon is highly muscular, and despite his practically venerable (for Mandalorian Warriors) age he maintains an impeccable physique. Unlike the majority of his contemporaries, Dhagon only wears his helmet in battle. It is largely believed that he even sleeps in his armor. Tattoos cover both of his arms, most of which are clan markings. Dhagon sports a long dark (albeit graying) beard, and is balding on top of his head. Personality Profile Entirely too dry-witted for the number of ways he can kill with just his bare hands. Quick-witted with a quip, and a proven battle strategist and leader. Often found running Clan Beviin’s day-to-day operations from the Oyu’baat Cantina, as well as leading rousing drinking songs. Revels in telling stories of past glories. Fought land wars for the pay. No patience for politics. Stubborn and strong-willed, he has been likened to a cantankerous Ronto when angered. Those unfortunate enough to make a personal enemy of him don’t often live long. Dislikes small-talk. Genuinely revels in battle. Patient, during a fight but not outside of battle; has to keep moving. For that he blames his nomadic youth. Ruthless, relentless, calculating. An avid tattoo artist, insists upon branding each new Clan member himself. As well as a capable beskar smith, Dhagon frequently forges new beskads and beskgar’gam for Clan members. A traditionalist to a point, Dhagon believes the Mando’ade are best served as a loose confederation of clans. He believes his body and mind are both weapons and maintains them as meticulously as he does his arms, armor and ship. He is an avid behot user, and will smoke the herb as well as make tea from it. “Hey, don’t touch. That rifle’s older than you are. I owe half my reputation to it. Anytime someone calls me ruthless, relentless—they’re talking about that rifle. Bloodthirstiest old bitch I ever did meet.” Background Father • Gar Beviin (Deceased) Mother • Sirella Beviin (Deceased) Siblings • The whole of Clan Beviin Other Important Connections • Vela Beviin – Wife (Deceased), Fi’anna Beviin – Daughter, 36; warrior. “Vela” – slugthrower carbine (companion, partner, possibly romantically involved) Overall History • Dhagon’s very birth was problematic, killing his mother during the process. As such, his father blamed him for her loss, and turned to the bottle. Gar was an abusive, belligerent man, which forced Dhagon to grow up both fast and mean. The elder Beviin deteriorated as time went on, selling off possessions for his next shot of booze, or whatever the flavor of the week was. By the time he was fifteen, Dhagon had finally had enough of his father and absconded from the Mandalorian Territories. He lived by the Resol’nare, but soon wound up in the service of a particularly well-paying Hutt named Gordo. Over the next several years, Beviin rose through the ranks to become Gordo’s favorite (and most reliable) lieutenant. By the time he was in his mid-twenties, Dhagon met the woman who would become his wife. He had been hunting a particularly irksome Gran politician who had betrayed Gordo, and tracked him down to a space station in Hutt Cartel territory. The Gran had a Mandalorian bodyguard, a woman called Vela. To present day, Dhagon will attest she was the fiercest enemy he ever had the pleasure of facing. He laid an ambush for the pair, and the ensuing firefight wound up causing a total evacuation of the station. In the confusion, the Gran had been successfully assassinated, but Vela fought on as a point of honor. The pair tore the station apart, until both were badly wounded and low on ammunition and supplies. Dhagon managed to rig the station’s power plant to overload and destroy the station and escaped on the Gran’s ship as it was docked at the only working airlock. After the station exploded he received a message, apparently sent from his own ship, that read simply “Better luck next time.” Vela had survived. Months later, he encountered her again while she was slumming it for a small-time crime lord. The meeting was amicable, as the pair exchanged a professional admiration for the other’s skills. Eventually, he convinced her to work for Gordo with him and married her. Vela disliked working for Gordo the Hutt, but wished to remain with Dhagon. The Hutt sent her on a long-term mission to oversee one of his spice smuggling operations. Unbeknownst to Beviin, his wife was with child. While away, their daughter Fi’anna was born. Vela did not tell her husband of the child, believing that Gordo would use her to exert more control over the pair of Mandalorians. She left Fi’anna in the care of a friend on the world of Gargon to be raised among the Mando’ade. Dhagon and Vela planned to leave Gordo’s employ and return to the Mandalorian Territories. Once Gordo heard of this plot, he had Vela killed in front of Dhagon. Beviin rebelled, before being shot himself and left for dead. Beviin’s own hatred for Gordo sustained him while he healed, plotted and schemed the Hutt’s demise. Gordo had Vela frozen in carbonite and mounted in his audience chamber, to serve as a reminder for Dhagon to always mind his manners, and his temper. Two years later, Beviin had his revenge. He gathered information on how badly Gordo was stealing from the rest of the Cartel. When he finally had enough, Dhagon contacted the Cartel and provided them all the intelligence he’d gathered with one stipulation: that he be the one to preside over executing Gordo’s sentence. The Hutts agreed, after some back and forth, and condemned Gordo to death. Dhagon marched straight into the audience chamber as Gordo was taking the Cartel’s holo-comm. Beviin waited silently for the verdict and sentence to be issued to the defendant, and once the call ended, the chamber erupted in blaster fire. As Gordo lay dying, Dhagon closed in to gloat, ensuring Gordo knew why he was really dying. The Hutt pleaded for mercy, swore he would make Dhagon a made man, but Dhagon simply watched him die. He stole what would become his ship from Gordo’s personal fleet—a modified Prudii-class Assault Transport. On his own once more, though this time Dhagon had quite a reputation behind him, the young Beviin took to bounty hunting and mercenary work. He had Vela’s carbonite-frozen body stored in the cargo hold of his ship, newly christened the Maelstrom. Everywhere he went, so did she. In a way, he was making good on the promise that the pair of them would escape Gordo’s employ and make their own way in the Galaxy. No job was too big or too small—provided one could pay his exorbitant rates. Despite his mercenary leanings, Dhagon still conducted himself as a Mando’ade warrior and abided by the Resol’nare in all things. The hunt was sacred—and he never broke a contract once it was made. Targets weren’t just names to him; they were his livelihood and reputation. It made him really care about who he was hunting, and kept life interesting. Still, as time went on Beviin found himself wanting. His thoughts turned to Vela, and her desires to be among the Mando’ade once more rang louder and louder. Dhagon returned to Mandalore to lay Vela to rest at last, after nearly two decades of working as an independent mercenary and bounty hunter. Gar had been long dead, killed by his own love for the drink and stims; and Dhagon vowed to do better. His people were headed for a new golden age. Beviin became active, hunting dangerous criminals and working to rebuild and strengthen Clan Beviin as his father should have done. The majority of his Clan had scattered or joined others, but Dhagon toured the galaxy to gather warriors who departed the Territories as he had and inspired them to return. Though they were small, Clan Beviin was both strong and tight-knit. With the wealth they had collectively amassed as mercenaries, the Clan established a homestead several hundred kilometers outside Keldabe. One such mission to bring an especially problematic group of dar’Manda to justice took Dhagon to Gargon. One of the mining colonies had been raided by the group, led by a Mandallian Giant named Garda Senshin, and several children had been kidnapped. Dhagon went alone, and tracked the dar’Manda to the mines. He laid waste to the cadre until he was forced to face Senshin in hand-to-hand combat. The Giant was a fierce opponent, and one that Dhagon revels in telling of his hard-won victory over. The only survivors from the kidnapped children were three young women, one of which a human in her late teens who bore a striking resemblance to his beloved Vela. When he returned the children to the surviving colonists, he questioned their leader Vorolous as to where the young hellcat had come from. Vorolous revealed that his friend Vela had brought her to Gargon as a baby to keep her safe from Gordo the Hutt. At nearly fifty years old, Dhagon finally met his only daughter. As Vela had wanted, he was able to provide her a proper home and even presented Fi’anna with her mother’s beskar’gam. Dhagon soon became the de-facto leader of Clan Beviin. None wished to challenge his right to lead, and none could have bested him in combat. He carried them all to glory, and eventually became known as one of the most proficient warriors among his kind. Over the course of the next decade and a half, Dhagon served with distinction among the the Mandalorian people. Dhagon attained the rank of Alor’ad, captain, and had a hand-picked force comprised of various warriors from several clans, whose main function was to actively bring Mandalorian criminals and traitors to justice. He became known as Ba’vodu Beviin, uncle to any who called themselves Mando’ade. Young warriors from other Clans sought him out to train in the ways of battle, for all knew of his prowess, and wished to learn from a living legend. Many sought to learn, but few were truly worthy of his tutelage. He eventually invested in the Oyu’baat Tapkaf, becoming part-owner of the oldest drinking establishment on Manda’yaim. While still a capable and fearsome warrior, Dhagon recognized it was time to begin grooming his daughter for taking on his role as the leader of Clan Beviin. It was always his wish that she, too, would follow in his footsteps and become a leader in her own right,, but Fi’anna was content to simply join her father in battle. Many speculated and hoped that Beviin would throw his name in the running for Mand’alor in the wake of Mand’alor the Regulator’s disappearance, but Dhagon had no political aspirations and instead retained his station as an Alor’ad and Clan Leader. |
