Pathei Mathos

Hidden Away in the Wolf's Den

&&𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒑.

@Rockette Thank you SO much!! It’s beautiful ❤️

Star Wars: The Harbor's Due

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It had been hours since the young man had seen his partner, which wasn't unusual for the pair. He wasn't at all worried. He knew the girl could take care of herself. Hell, their first meet had consisted of her decking him straight in the face which ended with him looking up at her from the flat of his back. He made a comment about her rather small lekku, so he had it coming. In his defense, he didn't understand the extent of his comment and how offensive it may have sounded to a Twi'lek. With the kind of skills she had up her sleeve, he's lucky he got let off as easy as he did. It didn't take long for the pair to connect, they worked well together, and continued to do so over some time. Dak considered her somewhat of a sister. She reminded him much of someone he'd been very fond of back home. He took it upon himself to make sure she was safe. Again, not that she needed it. It was just something to give him piece of mind.

To pass the time, Dakry had wandered into a cantina where he sat at a lone table until a someone approached him to ask what he'd be having. The young man stared at the woman a moment before pointing to a drink she already had on her tray, giving her a charming smile. A bit confused as to why he couldn't have just spoken his order, the girl turned away with a half smile to get him his drink. Dak's eyes scanned the crowded place, eyeing a particularly shady pair sitting at the bar who kept giving him glances over their shoulders. One of Dakry's hands rested on his blaster at his hip, the other holding his mask. It was at the same moment Dak spotted the waitress making her rounds around the tables to deliver drinks that his commlink went off, quickly silencing it before reading the message. Brin was in trouble.

Dak tossed a few credits on the table for the waitress and slipped into the crowd of people, pulling his fingers up to whistle before slipping his mask on over his face. As the young man dipped out of the front door onto the even busier streets, he could feel Tarrok rub his head against his leg to let him know he had heard and obeyed Dak's call. With the anooba at his side, Dakry stalked off towards the location Brin had pinged herself at. The boy pulled his blaster rifle from his back, carrying it aimed at the ground with his finger ready to slip to the trigger at the slightest show of trouble. The boy's pace picked up from a determined walk to a light jog as he dipped between people, even roughly pushing past a few. If he could've, he'd have said sorry for pushing past the way he did, but he couldn't. Kinda hard to be polite when you don't have the ability to speak.

Dakry was nearing the pinged position, coming up on a large freighter in the port. Checking his commlink to be sure of the exact location, the young man pushed forward and advanced right up to the ramp into the cargo hold, spotting a... clone trooper? Dakry pulled his rifle up to aim at the man, breathing two sharp breathes through his teeth at Tarrok who stood at his side with his teeth bared and fur on end, snarling at the trooper. Dak's eyes scanned the cargo hold and luckily spotted Brin not too far away, thinking to himself, 'Sure don't seem to be in trouble, B.' But maybe they wanted it to look that way. If he and Tarrok hadn't been noticed yet, they were going to be. In one swift movement, Dak held his rifle in one hand and with his free one snagged a pistol from his hip and took aim at the people standing around Brin. He quickly pulled the trigger, shooting a round off above their heads. He kept the rifle trained on the trooper while Tarrok kept his eyes on him as well, Dak's own watching the group of people carefully.

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Request Type. //

Avi/Siggy Set

Stock and Images. //

I don't have any specific image.. thought I'd give you a bit of freedom to choose your own and be creative with it? Only thing I request is it be a white wolf theme. Realistic would be more preferred but I'm not too picky. Drawn or anime wouldn't bother me. ^^

Size. //

Average..?

Text. //

"Cut off a wolf's head and it still has the power to bite."

Misc. //

Can the color scheme be contained to mainly (blood) red, black and white please? As much as possible, but if any other colors are added in, please keep to darker colors. ^^

Thank you so much, in advance!! <3

The REBELS won't stop

Still here.

Star Wars: The Harbor's Due

Dakry Coltjer

Dakry Coltjer

| {Full Name} |

"Dakry Coltjer. Just call me 'Dak'."

| {Age} |

24-years-old

| {Species} |

Human

| {Gender} |

Male

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| {Force Sensitive/Alignment} |

No - Chaotic Good

| {Role on Ship} |

Hired Gun || Mechanic || Builder/Inventor || Wanna-Be Bounty Hunter
_{'Anything else?' ".........well, I'd love to learn how to pilot a ship.."}

| {Appearance} |

Dak stands at a tall 6'3" and weighs 195lbs, his hair is dirty blond and kept short, while his eyes a soft green, like sea-foam. His eyes may be soft in color but looking into them, they have a story to tell. A hard one, at that. His facial features are even more-so. It's rare to get him to smile, although he can easily play the part when a pretty girl is involved. His attire consists of two different sets of clothing. He has his usual attire which has him in his leather jacket, tactical pants with knee pads (used for sliding), boots and occasionally he has a face mask with him. When on business, he wears his tactical suit much like the Mandalorian armor (colored black and grey to match Kol's coat) but with his own helmet.

| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |

• Tarrok, domesticated & trained Anooba
• Dual blaster pistols
• Blaster Rifle
• Assortment of knives
• Clothing (listed in appearance)
• Device he works on to help him talk, still not working properly yet
• Backpack to hold everything in

| {Physical Abilities} |

• Decent shot with pistols
• Ace shot with a sniper
• Practicing throwing knives
• Alright with rifles and hand-to-hand combat
• Stealthy { yeah, he's a giant, but he's light on his feet }
• Average endurance
• Amateur parkour, but kinda sloppy and slow, given his size
• Great with machinery. Loves tinkering

| {Limitations} |

• Stamina needs work
• Tends to run a slight temper { especially when Hutts are mentioned, and moreso when involved }
• Has a soft spot for kids, animals, and pretty girls
• Self-preservitive nature
• A bit overly withdrawn
• Social skills need work

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| {Personality} |

Dak wants to be a hero, someone that everyone knows and reveres. But barring that, he’s willing to be a sort of dark knight. As the youngest of six and constantly disregarded, Dak is independent and desperate to prove himself, wanting to show his personal talent and leave a legacy behind in the minds of everyone. But he’s not brash. He is content to observe and work quietly, and he’s very intelligent, which is no small aid. He thinks before he acts and is adept at seeing all sides and analyzing situations so he can act to his best advantage. He wants to be something and make something of himself; proving himself better than anyone could have expected is one of his highest priorities. However, as intellectually mature as he may be, Dak is still young and still learning. There is much he doesn’t understand and his social skills need work. He has somewhat of a low tolerance for certain people and is dismissive of those who are loud, unsubtle, and quick to offer opinions for everything. Nevertheless, other people are often "entitled" to his opinion in the form of his biting sarcastic remarks/expressions. Other than that he is a quiet and even somewhat withdrawn guy. While he enjoys the company of some people, solitude is a balm for him. He has to be able to think peacefully while he tinkers.

Dak is a knowledge seeker. He is one of those people who believe that knowledge and intelligence are central to success and power, so many things fascinate him. In his mind no fact or understanding of a process or a tendency is unimportant or useless and may help a person when they least expect it to. As such, he can usually provide extra information on most any subject, even if he gives it in a condescending manner. He is proud of what he knows, both the facts and the underlying understanding of how things work. Interestingly, though, Dak’s quiet, studious exterior hides somewhat of a rebellious and unconventional streak. He likes to go his own way.. He has a hard time respecting authority, but follows rules when it suits him—in other words, most of the time, but not if he has something else in mind that he deems worth the risk of losing points or perhaps damaging his image a little. However, as important as that is to him, these moments come very rarely. More frequently his unconventionality is manifested in an 'experimentative' tendency.

Dak loves a challenge and he loves besting people, but it is usually a private victory for him. He needs not brag and draw attention to his success as long as he knows personally that he has won. However, this is not to say what he doesn’t need others’ acclaim. Being noticed is important to him, and he hates being ignored, but he would rather people notice by themselves how outstanding he truly is. That being said, criticism tends to bounce off of him as well--he is rather selective about what he hears and chooses to take to heart. Despite a sometimes ungracious manner, and a self-preserving and self-benefiting attitude, the boy is not bad at heart. He would always stick up for those he considers his friends and is not averse to helping even strangers after he is finished, or providing it doesn’t inconvenience him. But when he is hurt, it is common to find him completely withdrawn and intractable, working only for himself in a kind of cool temper that can take a while to thaw out, even with the efforts of his closest friends. Unfortunately, Dak is also prone to hold grudges after problems with others, and he is stubborn about them, though adaptable in other situations.

Dak is a careful and patient guy. He’ll watch and wait for a long time with an observant and analyzing eye without feeling a need to do anything himself, gaining something from everything he sees. Not only that, he’s good at making what he sees help him in some way. He’s also good at using all the resources he can to help him achieve whatever goal he has in mind. Dak is driven and works diligently to achieve any goal he’s set for himself, and places these goals above most other things. As such, he’s very organized; he hates clutter and his personal space, personal appearance, and his management of time and such are all very neat and organized, often following a schedule or other method of keeping everything in its proper place and time. It bothers him when things aren’t set out clearly and prioritized so they can be followed right. He’s a very good multi-tasker and his organization helps him make sure everything gets accomplished exactly when and how he planned it to. If it doesn't, he'll fix it until it does.

| {Place of Origin} |

Tatooine.

| {Background} |

Dak began his life on Tatooine where he grew up a slave, his mother was an entertainer for one of the local Hutts until he was about 7 years old, around which time she was killed. There was absolutely no reason for it, and to keep the boy quiet, the Hutt ordered the boy to have his tongue cut out. Ever since then Dak has had a strong hatred for the Hutts. Up until he was 14, he stayed on Tatooine in servitude under a local junker where he spent most of his time in the yard tinkering with things, trying to make them work and create new masterpieces. He nearly completed himself his own droid from scratch, but a local bully had shot the thing to pieces before it even got to see the light of day.

Sometime close to his 15th birthday, he got the crazy idea to stow away on a ship to get away from the dreaded planet he had once thought of as home. Now, only to be considered another scar on his heart. He hoped to never return to the place unless it was to settle unfinished business with the Hutt who had his mother killed and cut out his tongue. The ship lead him to Coruscant, where he eventually ran into a trapper who had caught a fairly nasty Anooba that had been giving a local business some problems. They intended to kill it. Dak took it upon himself to win the beast's trust _{(don't ask how he did it... he couldn't tell you even if he wanted to. x) yeah, I know..low blow lol)} and set it loose, but it, in turn, decided to stick around Dak as he made his way through the corrupted city, trying to find his place in the new world.

It took some years to finally get on his feet in the new world he'd been dumped into, but his bond with the Anooba whom he named Tarrok, after a bounty hunter he'd once heard of who also owned an anooba who the hunter had named Marrok. The boy found himself in the 'servitude' of a Bounty Hunter, who grew to have somewhat of a soft spot for him, and began to teach him the ways of hunting. Dak spent just less than a year 'apprenticing' under the Hunter before he was killed during one of his missions. The hunter had left behind his belongings to Dak, but Dak neither knew how to pilot a ship on his own nor had the time enough to learn. He quickly sold off the Hunter's belongings and bought his own gear, bartering with numerous aliens for rides off of different planets he traveled to, some were given freely (unbeknownst to the pilot/crew, of course.)

It's been this way that Dak has made himself a sort of life on the run, all the while he's kept up trying to perfect the device he created to help him find his voice. Though not with his own vocals, he has a few select words to get across to a certain someone one day. He only hopes to get the chance to do so, and put a bullet between his eyes. This life of being on the run has led him here, where an old contact of his has mentioned his name as someone worth joining on the crazy venture. Dak eagerly (but not too eagerly) took up the job. Anything to get more bounty work under his belt.

Star Wars: The Harbor's Due

@Alfhedil

Dakry Coltjer

Dakry Coltjer

| {Full Name} |

"Dakry Coltjer. Just call me 'Dak'."

| {Age} |

19-years-old

| {Species} |

Human

| {Gender} |

Male

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| {Force Sensitive/Alignment} |

No - Chaotic Good

| {Role on Ship} |

Stowaway || Mechanic || Builder/Inventor || Wanna-Be Bounty Hunter
_{'Anything else?' ".........well, I'd love to learn how to pilot a ship.."}

| {Appearance} |

Dak stands at a tall 6'3" and weighs 195lbs, his hair is dark and kept short, while his eyes a soft green, like sea-foam green. His eyes may be soft in color but looking into them, they have a story to tell. A hard one, at that. His facial features are even more-so. It's rare to get him to smile, although he can easily play the part when a pretty girl is involved. His attire consists of two different sets of clothing. He has his usual attire which has him in his leather jacket, tactical pants with knee pads (used for sliding), boots and occasionally he has a face mask with him. When on business, he wears his tactical suit much like the Mandalorian armor (colored black and grey to match Kol's coat) but with his own helmet.

| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |

• Kol, domesticated & trained Anooba
• Dual blaster pistols
• Blaster Rifle
• Assortment of knives
• Clothing (listed in appearance)
• Device he works on to help him talk, still not working properly yet
• Backpack to hold everything in

| {Physical Abilities} |

• Decent shot with pistols
• Practicing throwing knives
• Alright with rifles and hand-to-hand combat
• Stealthy { yeah, he's a giant, but he's light on his feet }
• Average endurance
• Amateur parkour, but kinda sloppy and slow, given his size
• Great with machinery. Loves tinkering

| {Limitations} |

• Stamina needs work
• Snipers aren't his forte
• Tends to run a slight temper { especially when Hutts are mentioned }
• Has a soft spot for kids, animals, and pretty girls
• Self-preservitive nature
• A bit overly withdrawn
• Social skills need work

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| {Personality} |

Dak wants to be a hero, someone that everyone knows and reveres. But barring that, he’s willing to be a sort of dark knight. As the youngest of six and constantly disregarded, Dak is independent and desperate to prove himself, wanting to show his personal talent and leave a legacy behind in the minds of everyone. But he’s not brash. He is content to observe and work quietly, and he’s very intelligent, which is no small aid. He thinks before he acts and is adept at seeing all sides and analyzing situations so he can act to his best advantage. He wants to be something and make something of himself; proving himself better than anyone could have expected is one of his highest priorities. However, as intellectually mature as he may be, Dak is still young and still learning. There is much he doesn’t understand and his social skills need work. He has somewhat of a low tolerance for certain people and is dismissive of those who are loud, unsubtle, and quick to offer opinions for everything. Nevertheless, other people are often "entitled" to his opinion in the form of his biting sarcastic remarks/expressions. Other than that he is a quiet and even somewhat withdrawn guy. While he enjoys the company of some people, solitude is a balm for him. He has to be able to think peacefully while he tinkers.

Dak is a knowledge seeker. He is one of those people who believe that knowledge and intelligence are central to success and power, so many things fascinate him. In his mind no fact or understanding of a process or a tendency is unimportant or useless and may help a person when they least expect it to. As such, he can usually provide extra information on most any subject, even if he gives it in a condescending manner. He is proud of what he knows, both the facts and the underlying understanding of how things work. Interestingly, though, Dak’s quiet, studious exterior hides somewhat of a rebellious and unconventional streak. He likes to go his own way.. He has a hard time respecting authority, but follows rules when it suits him—in other words, most of the time, but not if he has something else in mind that he deems worth the risk of losing points or perhaps damaging his image a little. However, as important as that is to him, these moments come very rarely. More frequently his unconventionality is manifested in an experimentative tendency.

Dak loves a challenge and he loves besting people, but it is usually a private victory for him. He needs not brag and draw attention to his success as long as he knows personally that he has won. However, this is not to say what he doesn’t need others’ acclaim. Being noticed is important to him, and he hates being ignored, but he would rather people notice by themselves how outstanding he truly is. That being said, criticism tends to bounce off of him as well--he is rather selective about what he hears and chooses to take to heart. Despite a sometimes ungracious manner, and a self-preserving and self-benefiting attitude, the boy is not bad at heart. He would always stick up for those he considers his friends and is not averse to helping even strangers after he is finished, or providing it doesn’t inconvenience him. But when he is hurt, it is common to find him completely withdrawn and intractable, working only for himself in a kind of cool temper that can take a while to thaw out, even with the efforts of his closest friends. Unfortunately, Dak is also prone to hold grudges after problems with others, and he is stubborn about them, though adaptable in other situations.

Dak is a careful and patient guy. He’ll watch and wait for a long time with an observant and analyzing eye without feeling a need to do anything himself, gaining something from everything he sees. Not only that, he’s good at making what he sees help him in some way. He’s also good at using all the resources he can to help him achieve whatever goal he has in mind. Dak is driven and works diligently to achieve any goal he’s set for himself, and places these goals above most other things. As such, he’s very organized; he hates clutter and his personal space, personal appearance, and his management of time and such are all very neat and organized, often following a schedule or other method of keeping everything in its proper place and time. It bothers him when things aren’t set out clearly and prioritized so they can be followed right. He’s a very good multi-tasker and his organization helps him make sure everything gets accomplished exactly when and how he planned it to. If it doesn't, he'll fix it until it does.

| {Place of Origin} |

Tatooine.

| {Background} |

Dak began his life on Tatooine where he grew up a slave, his mother was an entertainer for one of the local Hutts until he was about 7 years old, around which time she was killed. There was absolutely no reason for it, and to keep the boy quiet, the Hutt ordered the boy to have his tongue cut out. Ever since then Dak has had a strong hatred for the Hutts. Up until he was 14, he stayed on Tatooine in servitude under a local junker where he spent most of his time in the yard tinkering with things, trying to make them work and create new masterpieces. He nearly completed himself his own droid from scratch, but a local bully had shot the thing to pieces before it even got to see the light of day.

Sometime close to his 15th birthday, he got the crazy idea to stow away on a ship to get away from the dreaded planet he had once thought of as home. Now, only to be considered another scar on his heart. He hoped to never return to the place unless it was to settle unfinished business with the Hutt who had his mother killed and cut out his tongue. The ship lead him to Coruscant, where he eventually ran into a trapper who had caught a fairly nasty Anooba that had been giving a local business some problems. They intended to kill it. Dak took it upon himself to win the beast's trust _{(don't ask how he did it... he couldn't tell you even if he wanted to. x) yeah, I know..low blow lol)} and set it loose, but it, in turn, decided to stick around Dak as he made his way through the corrupted city, trying to find his place in the new world.

It took some years to finally get on his feet in the new world he'd been dumped into, but his bond with the Anooba whom he simply named Kol, after his last name "Coltjer", which he had decided to drop some years ago. He only ever goes by his first name, anymore. The boy found himself in the 'servitude' of a Bounty Hunter, who grew to have somewhat of a soft spot for him, and began to teach him the ways of hunting. Dak spent just less than a year 'apprenticing' under the Hunter before he was killed during one of his missions. The hunter had left behind his belongings to Dak, but Dak neither knew how to pilot a ship on his own nor had the time enough to learn. He quickly sold off the Hunter's belongings and bought his own gear, bartering with numerous aliens for rides off of different planets he traveled to, some were given freely (unbeknownst to the pilot/crew, of course.)

It's been this way that Dak has made himself a sort of life on the run, all the while he's kept up trying to perfect the device he made to help him talk. Though not with his own voice, he has a few select words to get across to a certain someone one day. He only hopes to get the chance to do so, and put a bullet between his eyes. This life of being on the run has led him here, where he will fatefully run into the crew and attempt to stow away for yet another ride across the galaxy to his next destination.

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Okay guys, don't laugh at his backstory. I bullshit literally all of it (that, and I've been sick the last couple days while finishing him up and have been semi-delirious lmao). I am introducing him first because I would like to put in a lot more work for Lorelei's sheet before I bring her in. This character is just to get me started. >.>

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Redacted.

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@Alfhedil The instant invite for the discord channel is expired, btw. ://

Ignore me, my phone was just being dumb.

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@Alfhedil Awesome! Thanks for getting back to me. I should have a character, if not both of them up later tonight! I’ll join the discord once I get off of work. ^^