Sanity43217

ShadowWalkers

“If we sacrifice the Lich, even temporarily, we gain the trust of the Lord, and can stab him in the back, and leave while claiming to search for the real culprit. You think too small. Once we kill the Lord, shit is gonna get real tight in the town, and a few friends in the court will make it a lot easier to escape.” He explained. “Unless you want to end up in Prison again.” He added for Henri. Turning to the Lich. “What makes you think it was a request? It wasn’t a question, you will hand over your phylactery.”

ShadowWalkers

“Clearly none of you have ever run a coup in your lives. Increased threat now, means laxer security in a few days. Political sabotage is a long game. We can’t just kill him from afar, we need to groom his heir into the leader we want him to be.” Nikulas said straightening himself up. “So...” He turned to Henri, “We knuckle down and lie.” Turning to the Lich. “And put on a little show.” He smiled. “The King’s army has enough archers and mages that if he wanted an assassination completed, he would have already done so. He picked us because we are supposed to be better than that. So, if you can all stop thinking with your dicks and swords, you’d either learn to adapt, or come up with a new plan instead of criticising my, quite frankly, excellent plan.”
Turning to Henri. “And they don’t actually know who we are. As far as they know, we are just a merry band of monster hunters.” Turning to the Lich. “So, I’m gonna need your phylactery, than for you to go on a contained rampage. Enough to get yourself known, but not enough that the Town calls for more outside help.”

ShadowWalkers

Nikulas rode into their camp coming from the town. “I have a plan.” He said as he dismounted. “I spent the night in a tavern. Claimed to be a monster hunter. Started spreading rumours of a Lich.” He flashed a smile to the Lich. “Word reached the guard, and then the Lord.” He turned to the rest of the party. “I told the Lord, me and my merry band of monster hunters would hunt the Lich.” He leaned against his horse. “Figured it’d be a fun way to earn the Lord’s trust.”

The Abyss of the Galaxy.

Gator checked the hologram on his wrist communicator. Another thief. Gator was a mercenary. One that was good enough to get a galactic pardon after an incident where he saved a Senator on Vyria YL3. Now he was offered jobs to assist local law enforcement. A development that put him at odds with some of his friends who still prefered to work for the various criminal enterprises around the galaxy, but Gator assured he was only working for the highest bidder, and right now, the government were paying a pretty penny to keep order on some of these outer worlds.

Walking over to an atmospheric shuttle being used by law enforcement, he held up his wrist communicator and flashed his credentials. The officers stood aside to show Gator the data they had acquired. "What's an Efferus, like you doing out this way, Bounty Hunter?" An officer asked, his voice snide and condescending. Gator just smirked. "I was on vacation, but decided to help you boys out." Gator knew better than to antagonise Law Enforcement. "Anyway, I want a lift to this roof." He pointed at a building on the holo-map. "And what makes you think he's there? We already checked there," The other officer remarked. Gator shook his head. "I know. I don't think he's there-" He gestured to the slightly shorter building next to it. "- He's there, but landing a shuttle on that building will spook him." A troubled sigh. "You see, your not coming up with anything new spreading out, and the orbital platform didn't pick up any shuttles, so you should focus in. The only building without a full rooftop scan is that one there, so we can deduce that's where he is." A few grumbles from the two officers, as they readied the transport to take Gator to his desired building.

Landing on the building, Gator exited the craft and walked over to the edge. Looking down, he could see his prey sitting there. Gator leapt from his building and landed with a loud thud behind his prey. "Voze. I'm here to take you in or offer you a deal. You give me half from what you make selling that, and I'll leave an opening for your escape when I hand you over to the authorities."

Star Wars(AU) - After Knightfall

Vain Wren

Vain Wren

| {Full Name} |

Vain of Clan Wren, House Vizsla

| {Age} |

33

| {Species} |

Human/Mandolorian

| {Gender} |

Male

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| {Force Sensitive/Alignment} |

Yes - Dark (Self Taught)

| {Appearance} |

Vain stands a little over six feet tall. Beneath his armour, possess a muscular, athletic build. He has quite angular features, with a square jaw. His hair is kept short, almost in a crew cut, to prevent it being pulled while in close combat without his helmet, and to make the helmet go on easier without having to worry about lengthier hair. His tan coloured skin is almost always hidden beneath his Beskar'gam. Which is black with gold accents. Around people, he doesn't trust, or Jedi, he normally keeps his helmet on to hide his eyes. Eyes that had turned a deep red from calling on the dark side.

| {Equipment and Personal Belongings} |

Standard Weapons

• A pair of RSKF-44 HEAVY BLASTER PISTOLS. holstered on his hips.
• A K-16 BRYAR PISTOL in a thigh holster, on his left thigh.
• Three Repulsor throwing razors
• Six explosive throwing knives
• Eight Throwing Vibro knives
• two Droid Poppers
• a TL-50 HEAVY REPEATER

Armour - Black and gold Beskar'gam made from a Beskar Alloy to make it lighter while retaining most of the Beskar's durability.

• Helmet
  
  • Macrobinocular Viewplate with Heads Up Display
  • Rangefinder
• Boots
  
  • Magnetized soles
  • Mitrinomon Jetpack thrusters
• Left Vambrace
  
  • Retractable Wrist Blades
  • Whipcord/Grapple launcher
  • Wristlink/Minicomputer
  • Data Spike
• Right Vambrace
  
  • Knuckle playte vibro-dagger
  • Retractable wrist blades
  • Whipcord/Grapple launcher
  • Taser

Real Estate
Vain Wren owns a small, remote estate on the Planet Krownest. It is out of the way of most of the settlements on Krownest, letting Vain kind of do his own thing. It consists of a humble shack and a barn. Within the barn, Vain stores a Speeder Bike which he uses to get to the nearby settlements from his estate. There is also a workbench in the barn which Vain uses to tinker with weapons. Should his estate come under attack, Vain can arm the many mines hidden beneath the snow from his wristlink, making it a great ordeal to attack his outpost.
Emergency Stores

• Buried beneath his shack on Krownest, in a durasteel crate.
  
  • A Sith Holocron he bought from one of the Crime Syndicates
  • A DXR-6 Disruptor Rifle
  • About eight thousand credits, broken up into about eight different currencies, including Republic Standard, Calamari Flan, CIS credits and more
• An out of the way storage room in a spaceport on Mandalore
  
  • a durasteel copy of his armour, should he ever lose his Beskar one.
  • a DH-17 Blaster Pistol
  • Eight thermal detonators
  • three demolition charges
  • a vibro-dagger
• Wren Stronghold on Krownest
  
  • His Grand father's Beskar'gam
  • a Vibro-sword made from beskar alloy
  • a Kom'rk-class fighter
• Various outer rim worlds contain a basic safe house
  
  • DH-17 Blaster Pistol
  • a demolition charge
  • a landspeeder designed for the terrain of the planet
  • A280 blaster rifle
  • Two Weeks of rations, kept up to date by a medical droid

| {Physical Abilities} |

Vain is a skilled fighter after years of training as a Mandalorian. His own particular fighting style focuses heavily on a constant stream of attacks to keep the enemy off balance while varying weaponry quickly to create openings.
His years of training under Clan Wren and other Mandalorians, Vain became quite the marksman and close-quarters combatant. It quickly became apparent he had an affinity for throwing weapons. Focusing his combat training on weapons and tactics that suit close to medium range to best exploit his use of throwing knives. He also learned Teräs Käsi from the Holocron.

| {Force Abilities} |

Thirteen years ago, was when Vain confirmed he was force sensitive. It was early in his career as a mercenary that he took a job for the Crimson Dawn crime syndicate. Something about the way he moved and was always one step ahead made the Syndicate suspect he was Force Sensitive and offered to sell the Holocron to him after they tested to see if he could open it. After opening the Holocron, he bought it and began his training as a Sith. Becoming what many would come to call a Hedge Sith.
Current Force Abilities

• Force Body
• Detoxify Poison
• Force Speed
• Battle Precognition
• Force Jump
• Force Push/Pull

| {Limitations} |

Most of Vain's weaknesses are inherent of the dark side, but further pronounced as he never had a proper teacher. While calling upon the powers of the Force, he can often lose control of his emotions. This loss of control is quite concerning for Vain, and as such, tries to limit the use of his Force Powers while in combat, at least until he gets a better grip on them. Additionally, calling on the dark side has made it rather difficult to form relationships or friendships with Jedi. As such, he tries not to use his force powers around Jedi, or take off his helmet.

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| {Personality} |

Vain is a hard man to get to know. Especially if you are aligned to one of the Force Wielding Organisations.
Being a Mandalorian, he keeps up the cold, heartless exterior in battle. He sees it as his duty to keep the reputation of Mandalorian Warriors being unrivalled up. However, amongst other Mandalorians, he is generally a good guy. If you can look past his red eyes, and general secrecy about how he acquired his force powers, he will gladly share a drink with you and regal you with stories of him using said force powers and mighty battles he has taken part in.
This is a very different story with Jedi. Since the Shadow Council attacked his farm three years ago searching for the Holocron, Vain became jaded towards people who aligned to Force Organisations. His mind corrupted by the Dark Side, he believes others will come for the Holocron as well. He currently believes the only thing stopping the Jedi Enclaves attacking him is the Mand'alor keeping them in line. With a firm belief that the other Force Organisations will try again once they learn of the Holocron, or get the balls to attack Mandalorian space.
It will take a lot of work to get Vain to trust a Jedi.

| {Place of Origin} |

Born and raised on Krownest

| {Background} |

Vain Wren was born to Clan Wren, House Vizsla.
Born on the snowy world of Krownest, as a Mandalorian, his early years were spent training. He never suspected he was Force Sensitive, just that he had quick reflexes and was a model pupil. Even in training, something always seemed more brutal about the way Vain fought.
When he finally earned his armour, he had it forged into black and green. For Justice and Duty.
He served as a Mercenary for various organisations with his father. Until he was eighteen, which was when he started going by himself. When he was twenty, he did a Job of the Crime Syndicate known as Crimson Dawn. This was when his life turned upside down.
Crimson Dawn noticed Vain's force sensitivity and tested to see if he could open a Sith Holocron. A task which took a bit of effort, but he managed to get it to start opening up. Not enough to reveal any information, but enough to confirm he has strong in the dark side. They offered a trade. His ship for the Holocron. Since Vain had no emotional attachment to his ship, he agreed. Trading his HWK-290 light freighter for the Holocron.
After being dropped back on Krownest, Vain returned to his farm and began trying to open the Holocron again. Training in relative secret to prevent the Jedi Enclaves or other Jedi Orders coming after him.

Three years ago, the Shadow Council found out about the Holocron and snuck into Mandalorian Space in a stealth cruiser. They managed to evade all the Mandalorian patrols and land on Krownest. Sneaking through the snowy landscape, two troopers and a Dark Jedi attacked Vain. The fight was drawn out and hard, but Vain managed to just come out on top. He dismantled their gear, sold their ship, and put their bodies in his heater as Bio-Fuel. He decided continuing to use the Holocron would keep drawing unwanted attention, so he buried it under his shack. It was at this time he changed the green on his armour to gold.
Now he joins the odd mercenary crew, not wanting to get his own ship, as he knows of his own skills as a pilot. He doesn't work as much as he used to, as he tries not to get involved with Force Users unless he is in service of the Mand'alor.

ShadowWalkers

“Ignore him. Clearly his common sense died when he did.” Nikulas said as he trotted his horse past Henri.

ShadowWalkers

Nikulas chuckled at the Human trying to gain control of the situation. “And saying you don’t want to be locked up again, makes it sound like you want someone to ask what you did to land in prison.”
The Aasimar mounted his horse. “So, shall we get going?”

The Order of Charitable Knights

Noice.
Just one more question before I begin work on my CS.
Are there other sentient species like Elves or Dwarves, or is it just humans?

The Order of Charitable Knights

So would I be correct in thinking this is a low magic RP, so magic is rare/doesn’t really exist(like Game of Thrones or LOTR)?

ShadowWalkers

He didn’t say “Secret Business” out loud.