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[b]How long do you usually write?[/b] Several paragraphs.
[b]Do you enjoy writing collaborative posts for things like conversations, combat, etc.?[/b] Yep.
[b]Is grammar and depth of writing important to you?[/b] Yes.
[b]Are there any writing subjects you particularly enjoy exploring?[/b] Breaking people and/or rebuilding broken people.
[b]Is there anything you [i]really[/i] dislike and want to avoid like the plague?[/b] Slice of life and romance stuff that doesn't serve a purpose to a larger plot.
[b]Is there something you are uncomfortable with happening to your character?[/b] Nah.
[b]Do you have any short-term or long-term goals with this character?[/b] Glorious battles and a warrior's death.
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[b]Name:[/b] Zaek Saxon
[b]Species:[/b] Human
[b]Age:[/b] 29
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Clan:[/b] Saxon
[b]Specialisation:[/b] Blaster combat (rifles and pistols), tracking
[b]Planet of origin:[/b] Mandalore
[b]Current area of operation:[/b] Uncertain, likely Imperial space.
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[h3][sub]Detailed description of the warrior.[/sub][/h3]

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Zaek is a human of above average height, slightly over 6 feet. He is rarely ever seen without his full armor, though sometimes he will remove his helmet. His face is nothing unusual for a human, though his strong and angular jawline may merit some remarks. He has brown hair and green eyes and keeps his face clean-shaven. There are two scars on his face: one crossing his left cheek vertically just above the mouth, and another carving through his right eyebrow and down along the outer rim of his orbital socket. He has a variety of other scars across his body, usually hidden by his armor. His left leg below the knee is a prosthetic, also generally unseen due to the armor.

[h3][sub]Report on all relevant skills and talents, including level of skill.[/sub][/h3]

Very highly skilled in tracking people, animals, and even objects to a degree. His tracking skills when following someone or something through any sort of environment are very highly trained and developed. Finding someone or something that is in an unknown location throughout the galaxy, however, is a little more tricky but still often doable.

Very highly skilled in slicing, which is his main method used to find targets when they manage to evade him or are in an unknown location to begin with.

Highly skilled in first aid techniques.

Moderately skilled in intimidation and inflicting pain to get information. Also moderately skilled in resisting giving information to forceful questioners.

Fluent in [i]Mando'a[/i], Basic, Huttese, and Twi'leki.

[h3][sub]Report on known combat experience, training and weapons training.[/sub][/h3]

Very highly skilled in the use of blaster weapons, both rifles and pistols. He generally prefers rifles at intermediate to long range and switches to a pistol only at short ranges or when he only has one hand available. His combat training throughout his years on Mandalore focused primarily on these skills. These skills have been heavily used in his time as a mercenary/

Highly skilled melee combatant in the use of a knife or bare hands. Adequate skill using other weaponry. Training acquired in his time on Mandalore and skills used regularly as a mercenary.

Moderately skilled in the use of explosives. No training on Mandalore, all experience acquired as a mercenary.

Adequate starship combat skills. Limited training from early years as a mercenary, not often used.

[h3][sub]Opinion on the Neo Crusader movement vs traditional Crusader?[/sub][/h3]

Zaek leans toward the traditional Crusader point of view, but he is not a zealous adherent of either side. Clan Saxon generally favors the Neo-Crusader movement, so he is an outlier among his clan. Zaek believes that in the current age Mandalorians must decide for themselves how best to live by the [i]Resol'nare[/i], and that the rigid order imposed by Neo-Crusaders does not allow this.

[h3][sub]Detailed notes on common/favored employers and any noteworthy contacts. [/sub][/h3]

Has been employed by Darth Embrus for the past five years.

[h3][sub]Detailed notes on known rivals and enemies.[/sub][/h3]

Naret Saxon, his younger brother and only blood sibling, who declared his intent to kill Zaek for defying their clan's wishes and becoming a mercenary.

[h3][sub]List and description of other known associates outside the Clan.[/sub][/h3]

[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/178770-approved-darth-embrus/ooc]Darth Embrus[/url]

[h3][sub]List of known belongings, including but not limited to planetary surface property, civilian and military vessels, vehicles, weapons, tools.[/sub][/h3]

A set of Mandalorian armor made of [i]beskar[/i], handed down through Clan Saxon for many generations. It survived destruction at the end of the Mandalorian Wars only because its wearer had been severely injured in a fight two months before Revan defeated Mandalore the Ultimate and was not present when others had their armor taken and destroyed.

One large knife made of [i]beskar[/i].

One blaster rifle and one blaster pistol, also of Mandalorian make but made with durasteel.

One prosthetic leg, replacing left leg below the knee. Allows almost normal mobility. Possesses no advanced functions, but does have a hidden compartment on the back of the calf area that contains a plain durasteel knife.

[i]Dauntless[/i], a consumer-model corvette with two sets of laser cannons (forward- and rear-mounted) and a 2.0 class hyperdrive. Able to be piloted by a single user, though difficult to utilize both sets of laser cannons without a co-pilot.

A variety of grenades and explosives stored in a special munitions compartment in the [i]Dauntless[/i]. Generally he carries a couple sonic concussion grenades on his person and only brings out other explosives for specific jobs.

[h3][sub]Psychological evaluation of warrior.[/sub][/h3]

Zaek is prideful and strongly independent in his actions. He has a highly active sense of humor that tends to be very morbid. While he is capable of working with others, he prefers to split off to work by himself. He views strength as the only thing that matters in life, and he has no mercy for those who are too weak to defend themselves, no matter what cruelties might be visited upon the weaklings. However, he does not personally tend to commit unnecessarily cruel acts and prefers instead to simply kill those who cross him.

[h3][sub]List and description of known and suspected flaws. To be put into restricted database.[/sub][/h3]

Zaek has never been particularly skilled at stealthy approaches to situations and tends to approach everything openly and aggressively despite the danger involved. His solitary nature makes him significantly more vulnerable in many ways than he would be if he operated with a group. He is overly fond of gambling and has been known to rack up large debts. He has displayed reluctance to kill women he finds attractive even when they are actively fighting him, and has been known to reject jobs that require him to kill a woman.

[h3][sub]Known interests of the warrior.[/sub][/h3]

Zaek has a passion for slicing and is known to test his skills against highly protected devices and networks for the sheer challenge of it in his down time. He also enjoys watching gladiatorial combat and various sporting events. Gambling is a favored vice of Zaek's, and he very often pairs it with watching fights and sporting events.

[h3][sub]Major achievements on record.[/sub][/h3]

Discovered a large vein of kyber crystal on Mygeeto while tracking an escaped criminal wanted by the Republic. After turning the criminal in, he sold the precise location of the crystal vein to the Jedi Order.

Participated in a gladiatorial festival on Geonosis and emerged the victor in a thirty warrior free-for-all.

Successfully tracked a rogue Sith Apprentice to Kashyyyk, subdued him, and returned him to Korriban for interrogation and execution.

Assassinated Tindo Shaar, a wealthy investor in the tech sector, known for his large stake in Czerka Corporation and other weapons manufacturers. Killed three bodyguards, destroyed four security droids, and disabled an advanced security system in order to accomplish this task.

[h3][sub]Major failures on record. Confidential.[/sub][/h3]

Unwisely attacked a small pack of strill on Mandalore in his early teen years, was severely wounded and lost his left leg below the knee to a severe infection that required amputation.

Defied his clan's wishes for him to remain on Mandalore rather than taking up the life of a mercenary, refused to fight his younger brother Naret when challenged to a duel to determine whether or not he should be allowed to go.

Fled from battle with a Twi'lek bounty hunter, allowing her to claim the bounty on a wanted criminal.

Lost a fight with a Jedi on Coruscant while on a job for Darth Embrus, failed to acquire any useful information from his attempts to spy on Coruscant, fled without major injury.

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[h3][sub]Personal biography, as detailed by the subject for use in Mandalorian archives. Acquired shortly after last achievement of note.[/sub][/h3]

[i]Biography transcript taken from a holodisc sent to Clan Saxon on Mandalore, five years after the signing of the Treaty of Coruscant.[/i]

This is Zaek Saxon sending in a biographic update. Not sure if anyone will bother to watch this. It's been... eight years? Yeah, eight years since the last one. The broken shards of that last disc made their way back to me, and I read the message clearly, but I felt the urge to try again. I don't know if the credits were returned or if the courier stole them, but I never hear anything back when I just send credits so I assume you're at least willing to accept my contribution to the clan's welfare. I am grateful for that, more than any of you will likely ever know.

Bah, enough of that. I was born to Clan Saxon on Mandalore. I was trained in the arts of combat and tracking, and I learned to slice as a hobby. I was not the best of my generation, but I did well enough to earn the right to wear our clan's ancestral armor. At least, I did well when I wasn't picking stupid fights. I still remember deciding it would be a good idea to test out my new blaster pistol on some strill. This metal prosthetic still reminds me every day to not be a fool, but it was a lesson learned a bit late. After I recovered, I resumed my training despite the injury. There was nothing else I could do without losing all honor

Ah, and speaking of losing honor, I abandoned my clan when I was nineteen years old. I joke, but I'm sure if anyone from Clan Saxon watches this they will not find any humor in the statement. I felt myself stagnating on Mandalore, unable to do anything but hunt beasts and scrape out a meager life. I had to leave, or else I truly would have dishonored myself and betrayed the [i]Resol'nare[/i]. You were all so angry with me when I said I was going to seek work as a mercenary off-world. I tried to explain how I could better serve the clan by making a lucrative living out on my own, but... Well, obviously I was unable to convince any of you. Naret was livid. I can still see his face screwed up in a rage like it was yesterday. He demanded a duel, with the winner deciding whether or not I could leave. I refused. I was leaving to do the right thing for the clan, and beating my own brother bloody would be counter to that goal. As I walked away Naret said I would become [i]dar'manda[/i] if I abandoned the clan, and that if I did so and he saw me again he would kill me on the spot. I do not agree with his interpretation of the [i]Resol'nare[/i], but I stay far away from Mandalore anyway to avoid that confrontation. One of us dying would only harm the clan.

After leaving Mandalore, I went looking for work in Republic space. The war was still raging, and at the time the Republic looked to be in good shape. I did a lot of work out of Coruscant, a couple for the Jedi there. About a year after I left, I finally made enough money to replace the rusted old fighter I took when I left Mandalore. I chased a Bothan all the way to Mygeeto, and he went down into a cave system to hide. I caught the little bastard, and down in the caves I found a vein of kyber crystal. On the way out I took a sample, and after dropping the fugitive off and collecting my pay I stopped by the Jedi Temple. They were very interested in the crystal, and I got them to pay handsomely for its location, and that was enough to buy a corvette of my own. It's called the [i]Dauntless[/i]. Poor Jedi bastards probably never got to make use of the information before getting wiped out though, because the Empire took control of Mygeeto not too long afterward, but that's their fault for being weak.

Once I had the [i]Dauntless[/i], I went looking for work outside of the Republic. The Huttese were happy to hire a Mandalorian for all kinds of jobs, but they were honorless bastards. One of them sent me off on a bounty that they said they'd only given to me, but I found out he was feeding that line of shit to every merc and hunter who came their way. I found the mark at the same time a Twi'lek woman, a bounty hunter, found him. She was... I don't know how to describe it, but she was something else. Fought almost as well as a Mandalorian. I let her have the bounty because it would've been a shame to kill such a beauty. I even went and learn out how to speak Twi'leki later to be able to find her and speak to her, but she died a year later. I should've been the one to kill her. Ah well, no use regretting lost opportunities.

I made good money from the Huttese, and after I left them I traveled around some of the better gladiator pits around the galaxy. Coruscant got sacked while I was on one of my last jobs in Hutt space, else I would have looked for something to do on either side of the war. The gladiator pits were great fun, though I lost a lot of money there. Gambling is... addictive, I suppose. Had to work off some debts by forcing other gamblers to pay [i]their[/i] debts, whether they liked it or not, but I made it through. I was on Geonosis when they were having some kind of festival, a whole series of battles with dozens of fighters all thrown into one pit at the same time. I joined one of them and won, and that was how I met Vihl Raszac. If you've heard of him though, it's probably been under his fancy new title: Darth Embrus. He was there for the festival, about a year after the treaty ended the war, and after he saw me fight he apparently asked around and heard I was a mercenary. He found me after I was done celebrating my victory and offered me a job, with the promise of more to come. I'd heard some stories about him, heard he fought with the best of them, so I told him I'd only work for him if he proved he was stronger than me. He did, without even drawing his weapon. Damned Force users are a pain if you don't get the drop on them.

Working for the Empire turned out to be more lucrative than anything I'd done before, except for selling that kyber crystal information to the Jedi. Never did tell my new boss about that one though, now that I think about it. Maybe after I finish this recording I'll see if he's interested in paying me for the location. If this holodisc comes with a sickening amount of credits attached, that'll be why. It's not a bribe to get you to actually listen to this message, just so we're clear, I just send a percentage of everything I make. Anyway, working for Embrus and the Empire isn't half bad. Lots of challenges, good pay, and they treat you like worthless scum when you fail. It's a true Mandalorian's paradise, heh.

One of the early jobs I did for him was a real pain in the ass. Some Apprentice of his had gone rogue, something about being corrupted by the light side. The little shit stole a ship and took off in the dead of night. He did a good job of hiding where he was going, and it took me about two weeks of jumping from planet to planet and slicing into security networks to find the ship's last known whereabouts: landed on Kashyyyk [i]just[/i] inside the range of an Imperial patrol ship's sensors. A few days of tracking on foot later, and I surprised the rogue Apprentice. If not for the blessing of [i]beskar[/i] he might have killed me, but he was so shocked by his lightsaber doing nothing to my armor that I was able to drop him with a stiff punch to the jaw. After that I kept him sedated and brought him to Korriban to be interrogated and executed. It paid well, so I went out looking for some new blasters. The ones I took with me from Mandalore were long broken, and the ones I'd picked up since then didn't feel right. Took a while to find real Mandalorian-made weapons without going home, but I managed it. They were well worth the cost, even though the Pau'an bastard charged a small fortune for them.

About a year ago, so five years after the Treaty of Coruscant was signed, I took on a job that was a little too much for me to handle. Darth Embrus, he'd actually earned the title by then, sent me to Coruscant to spy on the Galactic Senate there. He said normally he'd send one of his Apprentices, but any Jedi lurking around would be able to sense them easily. But me, not even sensitive to the Force, that was a different story. Problem is, stealth has never been my strong suit. They didn't need to be able to sense me with their Force bullshit, they just found me out the way any normal person would notice someone trying and failing to be inconspicuous. The Jedi who found me out attacked me immediately. Maybe he was one of their Guardian types. Whatever his job was, he fought well, but he didn't go for the kill. I had to pull out my [i]beskar[/i] knife to keep him from cutting me to pieces despite the armor, but I probably would have lost anyway if I hadn't tricked him. I'd picked up some adhesive grenades before heading to Coruscant, and they were meant for exactly that kind of scenario, but the casing looked a lot like a sonic grenade. I leapt back and tossed a primed grenade right at the Jedi's face, and he sliced it in half with his lightsaber. Makes sense for a sonic grenade since it just won't do anything after that, but enough of the adhesive was left to splatter all over his face and arms. I left rather than continuing the fight, because I figured it was only a matter of time until more Jedi showed up. Embrus wasn't too happy about that one, but he didn't fire me, and good thing for him that he didn't.

I did some other work for him between then and now, but I just finished my biggest job yet. Darth Embrus has been trying to take over Czerka Corporation, but he's been having trouble with it. One of the main problems was Tindo Shaar, a human who was working behind the scenes to influence other shareholders to not sell anything to Embrus. He had a nice little estate on Burnin Konn to oversee some of the mines he owned, pretty good security system and some guards and droids for good measure. I took care of all of that, but I almost spared Tindo Shaar. The pathetic man wept and begged for mercy. He was no warrior, but as I was considering what to do he tried to lunge and hit some kind of alarm, so I shot him. He tried as best he could to cling to his soft and comfortable life instead of just cowering, and that was enough of a gesture toward a warrior's spirit for me to strike him down without dishonoring myself.

I think that covers everything important. If you want to send me any messages, or return the shards of this holodisc to me, sending it to Korriban is the best way to see it done. It's been my base of operations for a while now, and I don't think that'll be changing any time soon. If I don't hear anything back, I supposed I'll just have to send another one of these out in another decade or so, assuming I'm not dead by then. I'm just about to jump out of hyperspace near Korriban, so I guess that'll have to be the end of this message.
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