Ooooooooh! A Star Wars RP??? Set during the Old Republic times no less? Not gonna lie, it's been almost 6 months since I played, so please forgive me if anything pops as "out of canon" at first; I'll happily adjust to make it work.

I'm going to throw up a CS, but [@CorruptedShadow], what's the policy on having a ship for a smuggler?

[hider=Horisia Lonix, Smuggler Extraordinaire!]
[b]Name:[/b] Horisia Lonix

[b]Appearance:[/b] *Coming later this evening!*

[b]Race:[/b] Human/Zeltron Hybrid

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Age:[/b] 28

[b]Faction:[/b] Republic/Freelance

Occupation: Smuggler, gun for hire and playboy.

[b]Background:[/b] Horisia has made a name for himself in the Outer Rim running guns, refugees and the occasional illicit cargo to anyone willing to pay. His favorite job? Running a small corps of entertainers from his homeworld of Zeltron to Corellia for a grand Bachelor party before the war broke out. It paid well and he still has some of the holotapes stored on T-9, his own private concert of live music from the group that would probably sell for a few credits now that the band has taken off. 

His least favorite job? Running the Mandalorian blockade to Coruscant. His old ship, [i]The Blue Dwarf[/i], took a torpedo hit as it broke through the ring of ships and only barely landed with most of its cargo intact. The food, medicine and spice sold at wildly inflated prices, and Horisia's fears that he would be stranded on the planet proved completely unfounded. He scrapped a few custom built systems on the [i]Blue Dwarf[/i] and re-installed them on his newly bought vessel, the Defender-class Corvette [i]Red Dwarf[/i]. 

But what seemed like a great purchase at the time has turned into one of his worst decisions ever. Everyone who sees the vessel, no matter what paint job Horis puts on it, assumes he's working for the Republic now. Imperial vessels shoot on sight, old smuggling contacts disappear into the shadows when he lands, and Republic ships demand his compliance whenever his vessel shows up on their sensors.

In the middle of all this confusion, Horis has fallen on hard times and barely has enough credits to fill up his fuel tanks. He can only make so much moving refugees from one place to another, and with the war having officially stopped he has no more gun-running jobs to fall back on.

If something doesn't fall through soon, he might have to do the unthinkable- sell his ship and settle down somewhere! Hopefully the Data Core one of the ex-military refugees left behind from his last run will have something valuable on it...

[b]Equipment:[/b] Hold-out blaster pistol. Companion T-7 droid ("Tee-Eight") fitted with a Protocol voice module instead of Binary.

[b]Extra Information:[/b] Horis is only half Zeltron, so his own ability to influence emotions is limited to scent glands in his skin pores. When happy, individuals nearby will pick up a sort of sugary sweetness in the air. Displeasure and disgust will have the room smelling like a used refresher. It makes for a fun evening, but he's a terrible sabbacc player because of it.
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