[CHAR] Star Wars: The Bounty Hunter Guild~ IC

[Prudence]

Name: Prudii Kyramud
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Appearance:
Affiliation: Independent Mercenary
Background:

Early Life

Prudii was born on Mandalore to father Kronos Kyramud and mother Droma Kyramud. His father worked part time for MandalMotors while home, but worked primarily as a bounty hunter. His mother, too, worked at MandalMotors, and was a supervisor over starship design. The Kyramuds lived in compound like house that was rather large roughly 50 klicks south of Keldabe. The homestead was fortified to withstand an attack for a short period of time, and featured bunkers and reinforced walls, custom designed by Kronos himself incase one of his jobs ever followed him home. Prudii's father was killed while hunting a bounty. Prudii, who had been training under his parents to become a warrior as well, was devastated by the loss of his father. At age 13 he passed his Verd'goten and was christened as a true Mandalorian. Shortly later when Prudii was 14, Droma Kyramud died of a respiratory infection from an accident with starship coolant at MandalMotors. This left Prudii emotionally scarred and alone on Mandalore. Running from the pain, and wanting to escape his traumatic past he left Mandalore with armor that had been fitted for him after passing his trials.

Time on Nal Hutta
Achute Bukee, uba ye wanya kouwahh, an kouiohe. «Hello Boy, you look weak, and cold.»

The words had been spoken to him by a Hutt that Prudii had been thrown in front of so many years ago. He had run away from Mandalore like a batt out of hell, and to the Outer Rim he had been flung. Like a bad piece of meat each world had spat him out, and to another world he had landed. One of those worlds he found himself on was 'Hutta, and on the plate of the Desajilics. Prudii had been dressed in rag tag armor. The least amount of plates possible to constitute as 'armor', a cheap blaster rifle, a an accurate shot had made him a cheap gun for hire, but the Hutts had seen something more than just a cheap gun.

Jee neu cuee ai wa becmi keepuna du uba. Jeejee caiot bapheu uba, jeejee caiot bapheu uba, jeejee caiot woy uba wa killee, hatkocanh uba doth chalanh du da? «I see more than a simple blaster in you. We can hone you, we can sharpen you, we can make you a killer, would you be interested in that?»

The Hutt had spoken in Huttese, and at that time Prudii hadn't understood a word of it. However there had been a poorly painted green protocol droid standing beside him that had earlier inquired about Prudii's native tongue, specifically mando'a or basic. Prudii had told him basic, and thus the droid had transferred all of the pertinent words from the Hutt into basic for him.

"I... I am.. yes..."

Those had been the words that sealed his fate for the next three plus years. It had been half a year before the Hutts had been able to use Prudii for anything profitable. Those months had been spent in training, converting the young thin boy into something more dangerous. Exercising him, training him, and outfitting him improved weapons and armor. Now here he was three years later, still in the service of the Hutts.

Prudii hopped on the first transport off world, which took him deep into the Outer Rim. There he bounced around, riding transport from world to world taking on small jobs. He made a bit of a name for himself as a hired gun with a lackluster moral compass. While bouncing around Prudii found himself on Nal Hutta. Shortly after arriving Prudii was hired by Majordomo Nor'baal for a series of debt collections and bounties. The Hutt was pleased with his results, and hired him on regular for a number of years for varying jobs between a bodyguard to a debt collector to a bounty hunter. While in Nor'baal's employment Prudii was trained by the Hutt's security specialists. Weapons were bought for him, and new armor pieces procured when he outgrew his previous pieces, imported from Mandalore.

Move to Chandrila
After years in the service of Nor'baal the Hutt paid for and secured him a spot on a transport ship bound for Chandrila, the capital of the Republic, where Prudii would grow in skill and begin taking on higher jobs. Upon staying on Chandrila for a short period Prudii became rather self sufficient.

Prudii in his personality is a very walled veiled person. He usually carries a sarcastic aggressive attitude with him wherever he goes. This sarcasm and aggression that lies on the outside of his personality though, is just a defense mechanism. He developed the personality that he displays to the rest of the world. A cold, callused individual with little care for anyone or anything. He keeps most things pent up, which causes him to have a smoldering hate and short temper most of the time. Having been dealt massive emotional blows as a child Prudii is rather tender and sensitive on the inside. He's constantly trying to find something to fill the void his parents left. Prudii suffers from clinically diagnosed mild-moderate depression. Due to his gruff exterior he has difficulty getting close to people, and when he does his short temper and self destructive tendencies often push them away. This feeds his depression, which plagues him when he isn't working. A psychiatrist he has recently been visiting on Chandrila has advised him to develop more relationships with people, a task very daunting to Prudii.

Prudii has developed a rather bad drinking habit, and could be classified as an alcoholic. The drinking problem, like many of his other personality flaws, stems directly from the loss of his parents. He has difficulty getting close to anyone in his life, due to the aforementioned issues, which just goes to feed this alcoholism.

Prudii is a rather quiet person, and rarely is talkative or outgoing. he is professional on jobs, and a very serious person.
Equipment: PRIMARY WEAPON(S)
Stock EE-3 EE-3

SECONDARY WEAPON(S)
Flash Bang Grenades (2) | Thermal Detonators (1)

ARMOR(S)

Abilities: Expert long range / sniper. Okay with close range weaponry. He's a horrible pilot and horrible at social skills as well. He's stronger than most humans, but not agile at all.
Credits: 8,000 Credits

[Sombrero]

Name: Yski T'Thion
Age: 38
Species: Bith (long-headed-style, not enormous-bubble-easy-headshot-style.)
Appearance:

Affiliation: He's one of the guild newbies. He is minorly associated in parts of Wild Space with the eccentric jedi that sold dangerous illegal bio-weapons and got himself killed for it.
Background: Yski was a street beggar-turned general store guard and heavy lifter on the planet of Bakura, under the employ of a retired Aqualish gray jedi named Togar Po, often referred to as "Togar the Mad". It was his job to escort thieves, rowdy customers, superstitious persecutors of force-users, or really anyone that Togar thought was distasteful, out of the building, whether they wanted to be or not. Granted, there are much more intimidating people to hire than a Bith, but Togar found it was much less expensive to hire the town drunk and teach him how to fight than it was to hire one of the town mercs and teach them how not to aggress against any customer who looked at them funny. And fight he did, sometimes. It was usually as simple as a quick grapple, but sometimes extended headlong into fistfights and occasionally some blasters being pulled, but Togar usually got involved if things unwound that far and closed down the store. Of course, Bith have... Odd vision, to say the least. Togar often had to let him know ahead of time which people to keep his ears on and which people had just transgressed against store rules before he knew what to do.

He wasn't the best bouncer, but he was effective. Nothing exceedingly bad happened at the store, until one moment that changed his life forever.

It was late at night when the eccentric old man woke him up from his sleep by slapping him awake. In his meditations he had detected something unknown and living entering the gravitational field of Bakura. Something huge. He closed down his shop "For maintenance" and dragged Yski along with him for a meteor chase. It fell in a blaze of glory some miles away, and they finally found it a few days later. It appeared to be some massive ball with tendrils that large, powerful-looking aliens had been using as a starship. It looked like the ship had been grievously wounded before it even entered the atmosphere, and the gash, as well as the externally visible wear and tear on the "ship" told that it had been wandering for a very long time after the battle... Possibly long enough to have come from another galaxy entirely... Since there were no living operators, Togar did what he always did when he found ships that fell from Wild Space and decided to loot any weapons he could find... There were no traditional weapons per se, but some of the "sticks" the creatures were holding turned out to have very much survived the landing, were very difficult to destroy, and were also very capable of producing larvae. Togar almost immediately sold the general store in favor of starting a new bio-weapons dealership out in the wilderness, renovating the ship and starting a small amphistaff farm and training school.

Needless to say, with a seeing-eye staff in his hands to point things out and fetch objects for him, Yski was a much better bouncer. He was also a very deadly bouncer, since these snakes were apparently very sharp. His amphistaff, (nicknamed "Sticky" by Togar) had to be trained for several months not to turn into a sharp staff unless specifically commanded. Needless to say, selling something this dangerous, while lucrative, is highly, highly illegal. The trade federation shut the joint down as soon as they found it, and took the amphistaves, including Sticky, away for safekeeping. Togar fought them for it, was killed after the third or fourth wave of droids, and with his dying shouts instructed Yski to take everything he could and run.

And Yski did run, for years, halfway across the galaxy, until he was dragged into prison by the Trade Federation and questioned. Yski played dumb exceedingly well, and he was let go. Tired, hungry, and with no other work in sight, he decided to turn in a very short, "concise" resume in at a nearby guild hall, managing to get himself a license, and possibly a meal ticket, if this job starts picking up...

Equipment: Two bottles of Kyrf, (One new, one half-empty) a DL-44 blaster with a detachable scope, (Allows him to clearly see mid-range in a somewhat shallow depth of field) a grappling hook, a cane to make his way around with, and Togar's yellow lightsaber.
Abilities: As a Bith, he has incredible senses, and can pinpoint the details and location all kinds of smells and sounds from even very overwhelming backgrounds. He can even see microscopic details in front of him with his eyes... At the expense of having myopia that puts Mr. Magoo to shame. But hey, at least with smell and hearing like that, he can tell which blobs of color he should and shouldn't shoot at! He has learned a good deal of Teras Kasi from his "master" Togar Po, and even some minor use of the force, though this was mostly for the purpose of learning to use (or even activate, since it's sometimes tough for him to see buttons) a lightsaber, and keep his Amphistaff from turning on him in the days before they knew how to properly train one. He is fairly skilled in the use of force with his weapons in melee, and if they are capable, he can fairly easily block or deflect lasers. He prefers running away once guns come out, though. As such, he's also an expert at moving quietly, which he's done since he became a fugitive long ago, and found to be a quite handy skill ever since he started bounty hunting.
Credits: He only has about 5. food, room and board, and the occassional pocket change was enough payment for him back in his general store days, and what little he's saved up has been spent of food, bartering items, and bribes to make some ship guards look the other way whenever they find Bith stowaways in their cargo...

[Gisk]

Character

Name: Ahjan Vayton(Uh-Jon Vay-ton, short "O" so that the names rhyme)
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Species: Dathomirian Zabrak

Appearance

His hair is long and is usually bound up tightly behind his head.

Currently dresses in a set of simple dark gray clothes, with calf high black boots and a belt that keeps his tools and weapons. His pants and jacket fit closely, but leave him excellent flexibility. The jacket's front is asymmetrical, and fastens on the right side so that there are two layers of protective Synth fabric over the front of his torso. Both wrists have plasteel bracers, which protect from even modded blades(such as vibroblades) and also protect from blunt force trauma so he can use them to block. The left hand bracer has his comm link in it.
Though the suit is made of cloth that is soft to the touch, it is actually designed with protection in mind. It's proofed against any unmodified blade, and can help to disperse weaker blaster bolts to reduce the damage they would deal to him. This protection is greater in the front where the fabric is doubled over.

Affiliation:
Familial raltions to Nightsisters/Brothers
The illegitimate son of a Jedi Knight.
Bounty Hunter Guild

Background: Ahjan's mother was a Nightsister, but his father, against all rules and traditions, was a Jedi Knight. He was a Zabrak, who visited Dathomir when he was still a young Knight, traveling alone for a trivial mission. A young Nightsister, by the name of Vivay Vayton, was intrigued by the visitor. He had a swagger about him, and she mistook the title "Knight" to mean that he was a warrior. She courted him and, though he resisted briefly, he gave in and slept with her, producing a son, destined to be either a Nightbrother or a Jedi, Ahjan. He became neither.

The Jedi, of course, left shortly after and didn't return until he started hearing rumors of a "Jedi's child" on the planet. He feared that he would be connected to what he knew in his heart to be his son, and went to Dathomir, meaning to take the rumored child back to the temple, pretending it to simply be a Force Sensitive whose parents gave it to training.
This is one of Ahjan's first memories, a Jedi Knight entering his home and demanding that he leave with him. Vivay, of course, had other ideas. She saw through the Jedi's intentions. He didn't want his son to follow in his footsteps, he only wanted to hide his transgression. She told the Knight that she refused to be his dirty little secret, and spat in his face. The Knight maintained his composure, but his anger seethed below. He asked one more time before pushing Vivay aside and turning to take Ahjan by the arm. His cries attracted neighbors, who came to confront the Jedi. He knew he could not fight them, and left peacefully to retain some dignity. The Nightsisters knew that they weren't safe from this Knight. To them, the Zabrak Nightbrothers were servants, and lived to protect the Sisters. They decreed that in the course of this protection, Ahjan had to disappear. They sold him to a bounty hunter who recognized their innate talents as a warrior tribe, and saw the opportunity to take on an excellent pupil.

This bounty hunter trained Ahjan, and brought him into the Guild.

Equipment:
A collapsible Force Pike(500c)
Two sets Servo Cuffs(200c)
Synth Textile based light armor(700c)
Wrist Link(50c)
Blaster Pistol, BlasTech DL-22(500c)

Abilities:
Listed in order of strength and skill:
Melee: His strongest skill. Ahjan's body is well trained. Any man can win a fight with lethal force, but Ahjan can subdue and detain just as easily as kill; with or without a weapon.
Acrobatics: Though not weak by any means, he is primarily built for maneuverability. It can come in handy when he's ganged up on, as he can jump clear over most people's heads.
Stealth: Ahjan is a fan of taking a mark without them ever knowing they had been hunted. He doesn't always succeed completely, but the closer you get before they know you're after them the more the fight is in your favor.

Credits: 50, -2000 from a loan he owes the Guild.

[Chev]

Name: Zaskon

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Species: Rattataki

Appearance:

My Hider

Affiliation: Bounty Hunters Guild

Background: Zaskon has been a Bounty Hunter since the age of 18 and was originally born on Nal Hutta to a pair of Rattataki pit combatants that often fought as a team against wild beasts that their cruel master, Ochuba the Hutt would set on them for the amusement of himself and his guests. The two Rattataki always won up until the day Zaskon was born. Ochuba was curious to see how the two would fight now that they were distracted with the thoughts of their child and decided to throw a small group of Nexu in the pit with them. Zaskon's mother was already weak from childbirth and as such was not at her top physical condition and Zaskon's father was doing his best to protect himself and his wife and did an admirable job of it. Of the five Nexu that were thrown in the pit only one was left when the two Rattataki finally succumbed to their wounds and the Nexu had to be killed due to it's injuries.

Unknown to Ochuba, before their final battle, Zaskon's parents had guessed what Ochuba's plan was and begged one of his enforcers to watch over their son and to tell him of his parents and his culture and help guide on the path of being a warrior when he was old enough to understand. The enforcer, a female Chiss bounty hunter named Valris was sympathetic to them and agreed to do so. Over the years, Zaskon was taught many valuable skills such as ranged and melee weapon proficiency, proper weapon maintenance, basic and advanced hand-to-hand combat techniques. Valris taught him the Code of the Bounty hunters and taught him to live his life by the code, after Zaskon memorized the code, she told him what Ochuba had done to his parents. Under Valris's guidance, Zaskon became a very skilled pit fighter by the age of 15 and was able to fight and win nearly all of his battles with Valris being forced to intervene only once. Unfortunately, Ochuba learned of Valris's intervention in the pit match and later learned that she had been the one who trained Zaskon. In retaliation, Ochuba threw her in the pit with a small Gundark pack and had her killed in a hail of blaster-fire when the weakened Chiss enforcer managed to defeat the Gundark. As Zaskon watched the woman he had come to think of as a mother die in a hail of blaster fire, something inside of him died. A week later, Zaskon was placed in the pit with a Kaleesh warrior and managed to defeat him in short order. Ochuba ordered his guards to take Zaskon to his cell so he could prepare for the next challenge. Ochuba assumed that after killing Valris, Zaskon would be easier to control.

The Hutt was wrong

As he was led away, Zaskon managed to suddenly break the neck of the first guard and grabbed the second guard's blaster pistol and shot the guard at point blank range before aiming up at Ochuba who was watching him from his favorite spot above the pit and shot him a number of times in the head. Despite Ochuba's thick skin, the blaster bolts killed him and the audience looked down at him in shock as he bolted deeper in Ochuba's fortress. After killing a number of guards, Zaskon raided the armory and grabbed whatever credits he could steal along with Valris's badly damaged armor before escaping the fortress. He was forced to hide in the swamps of Nal Hutta for a number of days before a Weequay Bounty Hunter finally found him. The hunter had a sudden realization as he pointed his blaster rifle as Zaskon: Why not bring him into the Bounty Hunter's guild instead of turning him in for only 5000 credits?

And so the next chapter of Zaskon's life began. After detonating a thermal detonator in the swamp to fake Zaskon's death, the Weequay who went by the name of Nikros took him on as a student and began teaching him more about the guild and that he didn't always have to kill the bounties that he would be sent after. After a number of years of learning from Nikros and eventually becoming a bounty hunter in everything but name, Zaskon was officially recognized as a full fledged bounty hunter and an official member of the guild. Zaskon still keeps in close contact with Nikros and on occasion works with him when the situation is more than one hunter can handle. Despite his upbringing, Zaskon believes in the bounty hunter code and does his best to follow it to the letter.

Equipment:
Ear-link
Password and Bio-linked database link
Valris's armor which had been repaired and upgraded. He still wears it to show his respect for her and as a way of remembering all that she did for him. There's still a little carbon scoring on it. It is heavy armor that is red and silver

Weapons:
Renegade Blaster Pistol
DLT-19 heavy blaster rifle that is often strapped to his back
Pair of Stun-cuffs

Abilities: Very experienced combatant. Able to understand and speak basic, Chiss and Weequay languages. Able to understand a small amount of Huttese due to his life in the pits and his time on Nal Hutta

Credits: 700 credits at the moment. He just had work done on his armor and had to do maintenance on a number of weapons.

[hagroden]

Name
Nuvra Kolar
Age
36
Gender
Male
Species
Iridonian Zabrak
Appearance
6'9, weighing in close to 380 pounds. Golden Eyes, grey-white skin and black tattoos.
In Armor

Naturally

Affiliation
NightBrother
Background
Born on Iridonia as Tae'l Kolar, he was raised much more harshly than a Zabrak would have been, if raised on a sister-planet. Iridonian Zabrak's Culture was extremely warrior oriented, and consisted of ritual after ritual of intense training, up until a final rite of passage: A year of solidarity in the deadly environment that is Iridonia. On his 15th birthday, he was sent to begin said expedition. For the year after, the area was tormented with clan on clan warfare, but about one week before his return a distant clan went silent, the following day another clan went silent. Day after day, clans would go silent, up until the final, and closest village was silent. The following day, on Tae'l's 16th birthday, he stumbled back to his home, covered in blood and wounds, with a long staff, decorated with the heads of 6 now-dead Clan-Chiefs. Upon his return, an immediate celebration began, in which he recieved his new name, Nuvra. After the celebration ended, news was sent out to their sister-planet Dathomir of the new, brutal warrior. Immediately, the night sisters sent out an escort for him, and began an intense form of training to prepare him as a behemoth warrior. After 6 years of training, trial, and missions, he was finally deemed ready by the Nighsister's Shaman for the ritual. Infused with the Nightsister's dark magic, he grew a full head taller, and his mass and strength increased. Combined with his latent ability to use the force, he quickly passed the ranks of the Nightbrothers. Soon enough, he decided to work on his own accord, as the profit from home missions were not enough. He moved on, with the blessings of Vistra, his Shaman.
Equipment
Night-Stalker Virta-Armor - 1,800 Credits: Heavily Plated 60 pound Armor, pieced together with micro-weaved Titanium. Slows down his movement by about 30%, but is nearly impenetrable. The armor (when activated) Springs forth quickly from a spine-attached module that covers most of his back.
Dual Silver Vibroblade - 1,400 credits: equipped with cortosis-weave, a Steel alloy plate-system, and a dual engine micro-processor with hyper regulators. (Stronger blade and less likely to blow)
The C-Series Tracking Transmitter -3200 Credits: uses micro-frequency transmissions to locate and track persons of Interest.
Organic Wire - 15 credits per 300 meter: used for restraints etc.
Bio and Vision Link- 115 credits
Database Link
R82 Jump Boots - 150 Credits
Bacta Injections - 7 Credits a shot
Abilities
Force Slam - Can use his limited force abilities to propel people a short distance, initiated through Physical contact.
Shadow Heal - Can use magic granted from the Nightsisters to heal himself and others of small to mid-level injuries
Berserker - Can summon forth an enormous amount of physical power, causing him to rampage with an incredible amount of strength, but at a great cost. (After the surge fades, he will immediately black out into a coma-like state for several days)
Credits
1,500 Credits, in various forms.

[Sovereign]

Arthur Invictus

"Death is the only absolute, we all come to that fate, it’s what binds us. It is the final and only ever lasting justice. Evil does not exist, only intent exists. When the side of a mountain slides to kill a village, this is not evil, for it is a force of nature. Should a sentient being cause that landslide, there is intent; and requires the justice of death as a consequence, so that civilization can exist. There is no greater justice than death; and only if law serves justice is it a good law. It is said correctly that law exists not for the just but for the unjust, for the just carry the law in their hearts, and do not need to call it from afar. I bow to no one and give service only for only this cause."

NAME: Arthur Invictus
TITLE: Praetor Arthur Invictus
CLAN: House Invicta/Invictus

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AGE: ~Late 30’s
GENDER: Male
SPECIES: Humanoid

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APPEARANCE:
190.5 centimetres (6 ft 3 in)
109 kilograms (240 lb)
DESCRIPTION:
The appearance of Arthur Invictus is one of imposing figure. He stands just above the average height of the average male humanoid, even emboldened by years of strenuous activity. His skin tone is pale and seems to be littered in tribal-esq markings originating from Mandalorian culture. His eyes are a pale, sickly white absent of pupils due to genetic alteration and synthetic enhancement.

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AFFILIATION:

Arthur holds no allegiance to any house of the guild, any faction or sovereign state but himself as an individual. As such he is technically governed by no laws other than the ones he makes for himself or the bits and pieces he still may follow from Mandalorian code of honor.

He is also a wanted man, with bounties placed upon him from a multitude of sources; The Hutt cartel has incited interest for his capture, as has the Republic have a outstanding bounty warrant so that he may face trial in Republic law. The guild also has expressed interest in his death, or capture due to his violation of guild rules, and possible dealing in black bounties. No two parties have more of a reason for bounty then to Mandalorian government, who have a significant bounty on his head, and several survivors of Karyat have smaller scale bounties on his head. This has led him to become a trophy bounty.

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BACKGROUND:

Arthur was born on a unknown colonial works where he ended up as a war orphan during a small skirmish campaign of a Mandalorian Commander in the outer rim. Per Mandalorian tradition and culture, the child showed tenacity surviving, and as such was adopted as a Mandalorian to the general's house Invicta/Invictus becoming one of their clan.
Arthur spent a lot of his time learning about Mandalorian culture, his heritage and history of his new people while he was young. He was accepted into the Mandalorian academy after a commission from his father, he proved to be one of the best in his class thanks to a young age of struggling to survive, and the teachings of his father.

Arhur graduated in his class as a Lancer in the Mandalorian Skyburners, a regiments whose history was made famous during the Mandalorian Wars during the waning years. With a position of command Arthur led men under his command exceptionally but often violently, seeing a ends justifying the means philosophy. It was around this time that Arthurs adoptive father perished due to falling ill.

During the invasion of Karyat by the Mandalorian Skyburners following a covert operation to protect Mandalorian Duraplast production on the planet, Arthur was deployed with his fellow Skyburners to quell a insurrection of workers and their droids.
Arthur and his brothers in arms attacked the factory city on Karyat following a massive orbital bombardment ordered by Arthur to soften up static positions. Leading his men onto the planet below, most resistance was all too easy a spice droid could mop it up.

Believing that the workers had stained Mandalorian tradition, Arthur ordered the workers and refugees to be headed into a courtyard where they were slaughtered. This solidified the title of ‘Butcher of Karyat’ to Arthur, as his Infamy only continued to grow in time with his actions of ruthlessness.

In time Arthur was appointed as Praetor of the Royal Mandalorian guard, tasked with recruiting members to it, and protecting high valued Mandalorian individuals.

Although it is not known only to records long buried under bureaucracy, something compelled Arthur to go rogue from the Mandalorian guard. He and some loyal members of the guard, proceeded to steal a ship and supplies to leave Mandalore fleeing into the outer rim territory.

It would be almost half a galactic standard year before the famed rogue hunter turned up the the guild looking for some minor bounty hunter work. Although their time would be brief as he would turn to be ignorant of the guild's rules and inconsiderate of their empathetic ideals leading to his split, and eventually a bounty on his head due to ruthlessness.

The Praetor would turn up again looking for work as a bounty hunter for the Hutt cartel. He committed assassinations and bounties for the Cartel, one of the most famous including the murder of Rey Vidli, a Republic Senator. Seeing a way to make money, as there at this point was a significant outstanding bounty of the ex-Mandalorians head by the Mandalorian command, and now the republic. The Hutt cartel attempted to capture the Praetor, only to have one of their own Fargo Hutt burned to death.

The Praetor has now incurred the wrath of any survivor of Karyat, the Republic, the Guild, the Hutt cartel, Mandalore and any bounty hunter looking to find the trophy of the ‘Butcher of Karyat’. The Praetor was running out of safe places to hide, and to find work fast as he quickly became one of, if not the most wanted men in the galaxy.

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EQUIPMENT:

Praetor of the Royal Mandalorian Guard Helmet:
Forged in Beskar Iron, a Class-V reinforced, HUD integrated, custom fitted helmet associated with the Praetor Mandalorian Royal Guard.

Royal Mandalorian Guard Chest:
Forged in Beskar Iron, a Class-V reinforced, custom fitted helmet, commonly associated with the Mandalorian Royal Guard, it possess markings on it denoting it belonged to a party of rank.

Royal Mandalorian Guard Pads:
Forged in Beskar Iron, a Class-V set of reinforced, custom fitted paddings that cover shoulders, knees, and other vitals for protection, commonly associated with the Mandalorian Royal Guard.

All-Weather Republic Fatigues:
A set of republic issue, all weather fatigues. Easy to procure on the black market, for extreamely cheap, it is a favorite of bounty hunters as it provides comfort, insulation, and durability in an extremely wide variety of situations.

Mandalorian Jet Pack(Damaged):
A standard issue jetback of the Mandalorian design, it allows the user to gain flight advantages for more tactical options. The missile launching mechanism seems to be damaged, and in need of repair due to an emergency faulty launch of its payload.

Modified Mandalorian Assault Blaster Rifle:
The Mandalorian Assault rifle, is an age-old weapon of potential often given to its shock troops in the mandalorian wars, it has been updated over the eras to stay modern, This variant seems to be adapted for a select-fire, elongated barrel, marksman stock and grip, as well as a sight.

Dual WESTAR-34 Blaster Pistols:
A common Mandalorian bounty hunter pistol fashioned from dallorian alloy, designed for short ranged accuracy and to fire for extended periods of time without overheating thanks to the fashioned heat resistant alloy. They sell for a good price on the black market.

Royal Beskad:
A beskad is something of tradition to be passed down from member to member in a Mandalorian clan, and is almost something of a sacred weapon. Forged from Beskad Iron, it is capable of blocking a lightsaber strike, although it’s use in warfare is minimal beyond dueling.

'Unyielding Resolve' M22-T Krayt - Class Gunship
he unyielding resolve is the personal craft of the ex-Praetor stolen from the depot, it served while Arthur was in the guard, and when he left it, ferrying him from system to system. Designed by Mandal motors for gunship and patrol duty, it's found a small niche as a vessel for bounty hunters thanks to it's multi-purpose use and easy modification. It holds a decent sized cargo space, with the stock two Carbonite prisoner transport devices in the hold. The Unyielding Resolve has been modified to have a Class .70 Hyperdrive, and a stealth drive to keep it on the down low. The Krayt holds it's stock weapon system allowing it a varied payload for situations, while although not built to be a sustained fighter it may have some ground based use. It can be operated by a single person, but works best with a crew of two or three individuals, one of the major benefits that a person can give the vessel as with almost all Mandalmotors craft, basic commands for ground support use when not being piloted. (Take off, fly, pick up, shoot, ect)

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ABILITIES:

Arthur Invictus is at his core a fighter, not a diplomat. He has fantastic marksmanship and reflexes thanks to his time as a Mandalorian soldier, and eventually as the leader of their guard. His pride ones in his skill as a duelist per his clan's heritage, he is a master Beskad swordsman and has shown to practice with it regularly.

While he can gladly and easily perform a warrior's duty he is a poor diplomat and negotiator compared to the charismatic stereotype associated with bounty hunters. Any speech he does relies purely in intimidation and cut to the point tactics.

CREDITS: Almost scraping buy, bartering valuables in hold.

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Barr Marada

Name: Barr Marada
Age: 132
Gender: Male identification
Species: HK-50 assassin droid
Appearance:

He has a ton of dents and scorch marks all over his chassis and tends to wear a brown shawl mainly so would be employers can tell him apart from other droids.
Affiliation: The Bounty hunter's guild
Background: Barr started as just another HK-50 assassin droid employed to hunt down the Jedi Exile but his mission was cut short. He was subdued by an especially skilled tinkerer on Telos who managed to block out his assassination protocols leaving him as nothing more than a protocol droid which the nameless tinkerer employed to make selling his products easier to the general populace. Luckily there was one weapon Barr still had access to and that was his position as a translator. With small 'grammatical edits' he managed to get the tinkerer taken out by an unhappy customer essentially allowing the harmless droid to once more roam free. Unluckily though the droid managed to get himself stranded in the Telos wilderness with no way of defending himself from the hostile fauna on the planet.

Many years passed by with the droid struggling to survive on the planet and slowly gaining more and more individuality with every day he went without a memory wipe. Eventually though he got cornered by one of the hostile creatures of the planet and with no way out he was attacked by the the beast, surely to finally go offline. As the HK unit began to feel his chassis give way he felt something deep inside himself, it was a calming feeling but it was also a fiery one. It was his assassin protocols finally being released from their binary prison. With the digital anger of a thousand moons the killer robot attacked its former predator mercilessly reducing it to a pulp.

The droid managed to murder its way onto a scout ship and get back to Telos where he would adopt the name Barr Marada just to further flaunt his individuality and began doing what he did best, hunt meatbags for credits.
Equipment: Silenced Slugthrower pistol 200 credits, flame thrower grafted into chassis 1000 credits plus 250 to have it grafted, R82 Jump boots 150 credits, wrist link 50 credits, Dura-steel chassis.
Abilities: Barr is fluent in over three million languages including but not limited to basic, binary, Huttese and Jawaese to name a few. While Barr is able to talk his way into and out of a variety of situation, sometimes a situation calls for the more drastic procedures. The droid is decent with mid to close ranged weapons and is skilled in the art of stealth though he is better at wielding a close range weapon or using his fists. Though he wields a lightsaber his fighting is less akin to force sensitive organic so and more akin to simpler yet still deadly motions, where a Jedi would use the force to get the upper hand Barr would use his arsenal or fast processor. He is a great Swoop racer which is the one thing aside from his job that he enjoys with a passion but his skill at piloting large vehicles is nothing to be noted. Where Barr really falters is in his
'species', since he's a droid there are more than a few people in the universe that think much lesser of a droid and will sometimes outright refuse to comply with the machine though this also works to Barr's advantage since he is able to blend in certain places disguised as a simple protocol droid.
Credits: 10