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Name: Cal Glewdis
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Click (I DID NOT DRAW THIS PHOTO)
Personality: Brash, blunt, courageous, and a smartass. These are four words that could describe Cal. The typical gung-ho kind of guy, Cal prefers to ask questions first and shoot later, strange considering his professions. Secretly, he has a strong hatred for Luke Skywalker, due to him being the pilot that destroyed the first Death Star and, by extension, is the man who killed his father (ironic, ain't it?).
Profession: Freelancer pilot, smuggler and gun for hire; his motto is "I'll follow you anywhere if you've got the credits."
Skills:
Abilities: He's one of the best damn pilots in the galaxy, albeit rarely anyone hires him. Other than that, nothing.
Equipment:
Brief Backstory: Cal is the son of Korali Glewdis, a General of the Imperial Army, who died on the first Death Star when it was blown up by Luke Skywalker. He was born on Coruscant, and was raised primarily by his mother and, when he was home, enjoyed playing and talking to his father. He grew up wishing to be just like his father, and when he discovered his father's death at the age of 9, a year later, Cal swore revenge on Luke Skywalker and the Rebel Alliance, which made him want to join the Imperial Army even more.
When he turned 11 he started to roam the streets, training himself with a blaster pistol he talked his mother into buying for him, and was rarely home unless it was to sleep. A year later, the Emperor and Darth Vader died, and the Galactic Empire was abolished and the New Republic rose to power. His hatred for the Rebel Alliance cooled down, though he still secretly dreads Luke Skywalker. At 17, he bought a freighter ship, 'The Nero', and flew around looking for work.
His travels led him to the Mos Eisley Spaceport on Tatooine. He spent most of his days at the Mos Eisley Cantina, waiting for some kid who wants to get off the planet or someone who needs something smuggled for them, be it spice or blasters. He made his living this way, and one man asked him to smuggle a shipment of spice to Nar Shaaddaa, and that's where our story begins...
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Appearance: Click (I DID NOT DRAW THIS PHOTO)
Personality: Brash, blunt, courageous, and a smartass. These are four words that could describe Cal. The typical gung-ho kind of guy, Cal prefers to ask questions first and shoot later, strange considering his professions. Secretly, he has a strong hatred for Luke Skywalker, due to him being the pilot that destroyed the first Death Star and, by extension, is the man who killed his father (ironic, ain't it?).
Profession: Freelancer pilot, smuggler and gun for hire; his motto is "I'll follow you anywhere if you've got the credits."
Skills:
- Crackshot: Cal is a great shot with a blaster pistol, but is far less skilled using rifles. He's not too shabby, but there's a significant difference between the two for him.
- Casanova: Cal is very charismatic, although this charisma tends to annoy some people (mainly men). While he can talk his way out with most, some find his charisma to be intimidating.
Abilities: He's one of the best damn pilots in the galaxy, albeit rarely anyone hires him. Other than that, nothing.
Equipment:
- DH-17 blaster pistol
- Clothes (as seen in photo)
- Hat (as seen in photo)
- Goggles (as seen over hat in photo)
- 125 credits
- His G9 Rigger-class light freighter, 'The Nero'.
Brief Backstory: Cal is the son of Korali Glewdis, a General of the Imperial Army, who died on the first Death Star when it was blown up by Luke Skywalker. He was born on Coruscant, and was raised primarily by his mother and, when he was home, enjoyed playing and talking to his father. He grew up wishing to be just like his father, and when he discovered his father's death at the age of 9, a year later, Cal swore revenge on Luke Skywalker and the Rebel Alliance, which made him want to join the Imperial Army even more.
When he turned 11 he started to roam the streets, training himself with a blaster pistol he talked his mother into buying for him, and was rarely home unless it was to sleep. A year later, the Emperor and Darth Vader died, and the Galactic Empire was abolished and the New Republic rose to power. His hatred for the Rebel Alliance cooled down, though he still secretly dreads Luke Skywalker. At 17, he bought a freighter ship, 'The Nero', and flew around looking for work.
His travels led him to the Mos Eisley Spaceport on Tatooine. He spent most of his days at the Mos Eisley Cantina, waiting for some kid who wants to get off the planet or someone who needs something smuggled for them, be it spice or blasters. He made his living this way, and one man asked him to smuggle a shipment of spice to Nar Shaaddaa, and that's where our story begins...