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Durge waited, his body tensed like a snake waiting to strike. He could feel this Jedi's probing mind, almost like to beasts trapped in the same cage. He didn't know if this Jedi would stand and fight or if he'd attempt to flee, many of the Jedi seemed to fear direct conflict. He listened as the...

It took too long for Gil to realize what was happening, frantic voices heard through a haze as he rose to his feat, almost tripping over the wookie's lifeless corpse. He didn't even register the blood that was currently coating him, he just needed to get into the hall, he needed to kill whatever...

Durge could feel it now, only a slight hint in how the man's presence felt, but there and tangible. To be one with the force was to be one with all around you, and this man exuded a military confidence that Durge enjoyed. This man at least acted like he knew what he was doing, and even in the...

Afann, a planet only worthy of pitty, Durge thought as Star Stalker approached one of the sandy landing pads. He could see the escort that had been designated for him, slowing growing in more detail as he came in to land. He took note of the pad surroundings, looking for any points of cover...

"Another word of disrespect from you and you will find yourself without a job." Her words echoed in his mind, his job. He had never considered that, he was born of Sith. He ate, breathed, lived Sith, it wasn't his job it was his life. He also noted the tone of her response, harsh and...

The world was moving in slow motion for Gil. Every thing was vivid in his mind. The taste of the metal in his mouth, the struggles of the large wookie below him, the smell of fur and fear. Gil's jaws tightened, pushing into fur as his death grip grew more firm. His free hand struggled to hold...

"Just get us there in one piece." There it was, a slight edge too her words. Fear. Palpable, he could feel it now, around him ever so slightly. He felt the woman's aura shift as she entered, her presence emanating off him. He knew fear, an old emotion, one more primal than even anger, that when...

Durge waited for a moment, his intense gaze sweeping the murky surface of the dank water. Suddenly a figure erupted from the water, scattering small insects and fish alike with his abrupt entrance. He felt something, primal and indistinct as the humanoid wrenched themselves up from the depths...

Home... Or so he was told. He had left the bustle of this city when he was a boy, stolen away to become what soared through it's skies now. Durge didn't consider this place home, just as he didn't consider his 'parents' his true parents. Ornis, and even Kaal in time, were his parents. Not the...

I'd be willing to put Durge up for the Death Cult mission, he's a an Inquisitor.

Zakuul... The planet seemed so simple from orbit, a wispy brown green ball floating through space. Durge's face was stoic and against the dim lighting of his control panel, the instruments showing him information on the planet and the signal originating from it's surface. It was standard...

Gil sat with an almost unnatural stillness, is form resting in the dark of the stairs leading to the left of the main corridor. He felt a mix of emotions while he did this, but the foremost was anger. He remembered this kind of stillness from his childhood, growing up hunting on his watery home...

Gil had only watched in a half amused, half dazed stupor as his friend began to squabble with the furry alien. This crew was something else, even in his current state Gil could pick up on the general tone of the ship and he didn't think that it was all that conducive to the end goal, what ever...

I'd like to offer Durge up for The last stand of a rogue, if there's no objections.

Gil's face immediately split into a grin when he saw the zeltron's face on the other side of the hatch. His demeanor changed instantly as he clapped the zeltron on the back, not as hard as he may have once done but it was hearty enough. He was so happy that he didn't even say anything to the...

Sunlight, scorching and unrelenting. This planet was probably the worst hell hole imaginable. Sand, heat, dry winds, and hardly any shade. The karkaradon didn't even feel alive, it was the second time that the zeltron had beaten him at drinking since they had landed, and Gil was really feeling...

Name: Durge Tannis

Thank you! A friend of mind lets me use it, I like it.

Thank you! I appreciate the feedback, and I'm glad you like it. As for the personality I tried to add a bit more, but honestly I wanted to rp with him more and sort of discover the way I want him.

Durge Tannis BASIC CHARACTER INFORMATION NAME // Durge Tannis SPECIES // Human HEIGHT // 5'8 WEIGHT // 132lbs. EYE COLOR // Bright grey-green HAIR COLOR // light blonde HOME WORLD // Coruscant GENDER // Male FACTION // Sith RANK // Inquisitor SPECIALIZATION // High profile...