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Dropped the ship, added a personality.Mumbin Marsune Gungan35Male2.2 meters60 KgWhen not in his usual leathers, he dons his work clothes of a with all his tools for the job rigged to the harness. Since the suit uses a passive technology he can walk right through sensor sweeps without setting off an alarm, for his armor anyways.He carries two matching blasters with twin but only claims one. If he knows he is in a 'poodoo passing the propeller' situation, he bring his double set of carbine with all intent of being the last one breathing. One might think that with the constant duplicate arms that he is a two weapon fighter,in truth he really hates to reload in the middle of a fight. He keeps constant pressure on with suppression fire from the hold out while grabbing the next weapon in line.If he is ever forced into melee, he slips on a pair of medical to stop hearts with a punch by not using both to make the circuit needed to save a life. Being a gungan, he still has ties to his warrior ways but blends reliable tools with modern technology by flinging grenades made the same size as the booma ball. He prefers stun grenades and ion explosives to drop targets without damaging property or salvageable equipment from the fallen.Medical kit, Grappling spike launcher, Security kit, blaster repair kit.His personal was a relic from nearly thirty years ago and he did his best to keep it up to par with what money he could spare. What was once the elite of royal defenders was now a common technology simply in a delightful package that he had plated in an azure tint of metallic blue with matte green. He had a dedicated droid that he saved from critical systems failure by slaving it permanently to the onboard system. He has sold this off years ago and has made it a personal goal to buy his ship back from that Tattooine Toydarian.As a personal effect, he tries to color all his possessions with cobalt blue and matte green.A drunken lout that has trouble turning down a bottle. He used to be an up and comer but now he's a washout putting himself through the ringer to be an up and comer the second time around. He has a permanent disdain for humans and an outright hatred for the emperor for the genocide of his people. One day he hopes to do enough to stand before the emperor and put a hole through the wrinkled bastards head.-Starfreighter pilot. He can troop transport most things from A to B without complication, but if things get hot then get a specialist in the seat.-Starfighter combatant. This is far more his comfort zone, he cuts through the sky like he swims in the water. -short-range to mid-range combat. While he can use melee or longrifles as needed, these are skills kept to survive but not his focus compared to pistol and atl-atl grenades.-Mobility. Being a gungan, he is already a swimmer that could compete with some of the best in the worlds and able to hold their breath for nearly a half hour. Those powerful muscles, while seemingly uncoordinated on land by walking and running standards, can still leap and climb with a daily trained skill to get him into places and positions most others either don't consider in the heat of battle or need equipment to obtain the same location.-Medic, he can patch himself and others up as needed.-Memorable. Gungans are a rare sight off of nabo, as such he is fairly easy to track on security and word of mouth.-Alcoholic. Bottle for breakfast, bottle for lunch and a sensible dinner to keep his rations reserved.-Arachnophobia. Wound up in a webweaver's nest on kashyyk, he saw the dripping fangs of a hundred burst babies crawling up him before he finally managed to free himself.He was a child during the battle of Naboo, but the loss of gungan lives including both of his folks was kept in song for the next generation, his generation. He was raised in a military academy for those like him, for years he was another warrior in the making like all the others until the rise of palpatine to power. Gungans were swiftly made into an endangered species overnight as they were wiped from galactic memory. He was part of a group who broke into the palace for their starships and cut through the blockade. Now they were free, now they were alone.They started as an all gungan merc-group, but one by one they fell away or added on a mate until it no longer resembled what it once was. He fell away too, after an incident on the wookiee world, he crawled into a bottle for about a year and slept in his starship to save rent for booze. Finally he hit bottom and had the moment of clarity when he sold his starship for almost nothing just to have another drink, he was still drinking over a bottle a day but he knew he had to do something more so he got back into the game if nothing more than to afford his habit and crawled his way back up the ladder one rung at a time until he stood shoulder to shoulder with mandalorians.
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