Fascinating...
Name: Sreem'ik'kayat
A.K.A.: "Mikk"
Species: Chiss
Age: 33
Sex: Male
Faction: None/Freelance
Rank: N/A
BIOGRAPHY
Sreem'ik'kayat, core name Mikk, was born on the chiss capital world of Csilla in the unknown regions of the galaxy to commoner parents. Not born to any of the...
Fascinating...
Name: Sreem'ik'kayat
A.K.A.: "Mikk"
Species: Chiss
Age: 33
Sex: Male
Faction: None/Freelance
Rank: N/A
BIOGRAPHY
Sreem'ik'kayat, core name Mikk, was born on the chiss capital world of Csilla in the unknown regions of the galaxy to commoner parents. Not born to any of the...
The male smirked widely and tucked his hands firmly into the vest he wore under his robes. As much as he hated to admit it, the Zabrak had guts. Enough to hold her own against two sith without shirking away outright. And that was more than could be said about most of the pups who came through...
The Devil's in the Details:Name: Ma'hal Vel (Pronounced Muh-Hall)
Age: 24
Species: Vahla
Gender: Male
Skin Tone: Pale
Hair Color: Grey
Eye Color: Silver
Defining Marks: Red Tattoos on Mouth, Chin, and under eyes
Faction: The Sith Brotherhood
Rank: Sith
Who am I?
Personality:
How to describe...
Pauru was going to be sick. Somewhere between the stench of desperate sentients, the traditional hutt excess, and the constant moving of the transport they were in... Yeah, the big guy was definately going to be sick. He didnt do well in speeders. And he especially didnt do well when he wasnt...
The familiar voice of his usual partner in crime pulled Orann's attention away from his Targeting reticle, causing the trooper to smirk and shake his head a little. He still didnt look though. He simply straightened up and removed the powerpack from his rifle in standard operating procedure...
If one were to rate pain on a scale of one to ten, with ten being the worst, being punched in the face would register about a three for the hulking Acolyte. Being struck with a training saber closer to a four. Painful, but still bareable. That being said... Force Lightning was on its own scale...
Truth be told, Pauru didn’t really have a plan beyond his initial punch to the face one. He honestly didn’t expect THAT to work. “You still talk too much.” He managed to growl out, anger continuing to boil over. What could he say… He had a hot temper. Probably came from his Tatooine heritage. A...
Yknow, its a good thing Orann is such a difficult guy to irritate. Because otherwise he might have said something snarky and sarcastic to get himself beheaded by an ill tempered Sith Crusader. Even so, the Trooper couldnt help but to roll his eyes under the helmet. YEP... There was that good old...
Orann tapped the top of the rifle with a nod, unable to hide the massive smile on his face. It was like christmas up in here. Or life day.... Thats the one. "Yeah, the targeting systems are going to have to be manually slaved to my armor. That'll take some work... Since I never had any skill for...