[b]Name[/b] - Chaf'eroso'neami, goes by the Core Name of Feroson

[b]Species[/b] - Chiss

[b]Sex[/b] - Male

[b]Age[/b] - 34

[b]Faction[/b] Cult of Okussus

[b]Appearance[/b] - A large man, standing nearly two meters in height and with a strong build. Feroson is a Chiss, with silver skin, eyes of vibrant red-orange, and a dour countenance. The corsair keeps his head and face shaven, but bears various tattoos marking significant battles and victories during his career.
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[b]Apparel/Armor[/b] - The corsair's armor is a custom made suit built for void combat and boarding actions. It is comprised mainly of durasteel and ceramic plate and reinforced with a small bit of phrik. Several simple weapon systems have been built into its bracers, along with a small energy shield. A rebreather is built into the suit's helmet. Aside from his armor, the Chiss captain wears a simple yellow jumpsuit. When in full combat gear, Feroson wears a short cape of yellow cloth over his shoulder, out of respect to House Chaf.

[b]Weapons[/b] - Feroson keeps a wide array of weapons upon his ship, as well as his person, possessing the tools necessary to dispatch of Jedi and soldier alike. Typically he carries a cut down solid shot scattergun, a blaster rifle, blaster pistol, vibroblade, and a wrist mounted flamethrower. 

[b]Equipment[/b] - Thermal detonators, sonic detonators, smoke bombs, communicator, grappling hook, flares, and emergency rations. 

[b]Skills[/b] -
-Fereson is a skilled combatant, trained in the use of firearms, melee weapons, and unarmed combat. 
-A decade and a half of life as a sailor, officer, and privateer have given the Chiss captain a wealth of knowledge and experience in matters of naval warfare, particularly boarding actions.
-Born into one of the lesser ruling families, Feroson is well educated and despite his life as a corsair, has never stopped his scholarly pursuits. He is well versed in literature, history, as well as philosophy both secular and that concerning the force and to some degree the traditions of the Sith and Jedi. 

[b]Flaws[/b] -
-Like most of his people, Feroson sees himself as in many ways superior to other races and individuals who lie outside of the Ascendancy. Because of this, he is often slow to trust outsiders and new faces, requiring them to prove themselves beyond a doubt loyal and reputable in his eyes.
-The Chiss corsair is not quick to anger, but neither is he quick to forget a slight or offense to him, his people, and his house. Many a republic captain found his vessel hunted and crew slaughtered by Feroson for showing what the Chiss believed to be 'discourtesy' towards him and his fellows. In one instance even a Sith apprentice felt the cold fury of such a grudge, the haughty novice quite vocal on his opinions of the Chiss Ascendancy and their position as proper allies rather than subjects.

[b]Personality[/b] - Officer, gentleman, merchant, and butcher. These are words to aptly describe Feroson, who time and gain has proved his ruthlessness in the theater of war. His is a stoic philosophy, always looking to make decisions and actions based not on the whims of his emotions, but upon his directing mind. To try and understand why it is these external influences cause him distress, joy, or anger in any capacity. That is not to say he denies his emotions, he merely does all he can to prevent them from getting the better of him. Throughout his career he has tried to maintain an air of civility, and show respect to those who were his enemies, even when slitting their throats and plundering their ships. After all, how can his people truly show their superiority by turning their noses to all others? True superiority comes from an understanding of the enemy and the other, and a mastery of oneself so that you are never quite so pitiable as they. 

[b]Backstory[/b] - Born within the territory of the Chiss Ascendancy on the planet of Sarvchi, Chaf'eroso'neami was born to the lesser ruling House of Chaf. Despite the rather low position his parents actually had within the family, he was still granted the same rigorous and expansive education all his siblings and many cousins were. History, art, politics, economics, philosophy, he learned them all and with great eagerness. Philosophy in particular was a great love of his, wanting to understand the nature of the universe and its many people in more than just a physical sense. Through all the years of schooling and grooming to be a representative of a ruling house, Feroson did his best to live up to the expectations of his family and peers. The young Chiss carried himself with the nobility, dignity, and grace that were so inherent to his people.

When he came of age, Feroson chose to set sail within a merchant fleet, eager to interact with the many peoples within known space. It would be during this time that his first steps into the realm of naval war and piracy. The captain of his vessel had contracted with the Sith Empire and the Chiss Ascendency to act as a proper privateer, and as such he treated Feroson and all his other crew as though they were on a proper military vessel. He was a harsh, dour man, but respectable and a gentleman worthy of great respect and admiration in the young Chaf's eyes. Over time Feroson would prove himself both in and out of combat, seizing goods, brokering lucrative deals for his captain and House, and ultimately coming to command a vessel within the merchant fleet.

Emulating his mentor, and the many heroes he had idolized in his youth, Feroson strove for mastery over naval warfare and the art of business. He became famous within his House, a scourge of the Republic and Jedi, while maintaining the values and dignity of the Chiss people. So this went on for years, his renown growing within certain circles, along with both his wealth and his skill at murdering republic troops and Jedi. Still, despite the success Feroson had within his own little realm, the war was ultimately lost, and he was left without his largest and best paying employer. So in the aftermath of the war, privateering became full blown piracy. With the war done and over there were no contracts to take, but the ensuing chaos left him with many opportunities for plunder and smuggling. Sith Remnants, scattered Republic vessels and poorly defended supply lines, even the cartels of the Outer Rim felt the sting of his work.

This went on and on, until he was approached by an emissary of the Cult of Okussus. They promised opportunity, wealth, power, and plunder and all at the expense of the bloated Republic. These things he already had, as well as the beginnings of a fleet. What drew him, what really mattered, was the chance to fight for a cause once more, and bring honor to the House of Chaf once again. So he agreed, supplying his men, ships, contacts, as well as considerable wealth to the cause of the Cult of Okussus.