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NAME: Chysim Reech
FACTION: Bounty Hunter’s Guild
RANK: Hunter
SPECIES: Trandoshan
AGE: 41
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 7’7”
WEIGHT: 312 lbs.
FORCE SENSITIVE: N/A
HOMEWORLD: Saleucami
APPEARANCE:
Chysim has paler leathery scales with dark red vein-like markings that run all across his body. His eyes are like fiery embers like most trandoshans. He likes wearing a black trench coat and dark clothing underneath. He has four long scars that run from the top right of his head to the bottom left of his cheek- given to him by a Nexu.
ATTRIBUTES:
Chysim's size and predatorial instincts allows him to quickly overwhelm his opponents in close combat and his expertise as a marksman allows him to deal devastating blows from afar. Chysim is stocky and sturdy and give a good beating as much as he can take one. He is decent enough with piloting that he can fly whatever he can get his claws on. Chysim is a wise and patient hunter with exceptional perception and insight skills and tends to imprint on things better than most (such as knowing how someone or something feels and being able to tell if someone is lying to him). Chysim does give wise words when necessary but most people that have met him would say he "Talks low, slow, and doesn't say too much." He is a natural hunter and warrior with good intuition and good survival response.
Due to Chysim's size, he is not very agile. Though he may be a great climber and good runner, he can't jump around as easily as most other trandoshans. He is the brute, not the infiltrator. Though he is wise, he is also not the guy that'll fix your computer and doesn't do well intellect-wise. Chysim is not good with technology besides starships and prefers to leave computer work to more qualified people. Most would agree that Chysim is better suited as a bouncer or a muscle for most jobs and usually hire him just for his brawns and not his brains. Chysim has a hard time trusting in his allies as well, so he prefers working alone and if has to work with someone else, he'll usually do what he deems is more important than what the other guys thinks and is a very stubborn leader. He views the galaxy as black-and-white to avoid petty moral grey-areas and to also ensure he does what needs to be done more efficiently. His imprinting ability only recognizes other people's feelings and doesn't extend past that to anything empathetical.
STR: High
DEX: Low
CON: High
WIS: Mid
INT: Mid
CHA: Low
PERSONALITY:
As described above, Chysim tends to seem very stern, stubborn, and harsh. However, Chysim has good intentions and doesn't unintentionally hurt other people's feelings. He also believes in following through no matter what, which contributes to his stubbornness but makes him a fiercely loyal companion. Chysim believes that honesty is indeed the best policy, and doesn't care about people-pleasing. So if he says you're an idiot, you're probably and idiot. However, Chysim will be respectful and courteous of those who do the same to him. Chysim may be slow to trust others, but once he deems someone worthy of his friendship, he will fight by their side till his soul leaves to join the Force.
BIOGRAPHY:
Chysim grew up with his father, Kaverr Reech, on Saleucami. Chysim learned all he could on hunting and tracking along with fighting and self-defense from his father. Chysim is fond of his father's memory and wishes to someday amount to the trandoshan he was. He wishes he knew his mother, but not even Kaverr would mention her and refused to discuss the topic of Chysim's family tree. Chysim watched the birth of the new Sith Empire while he was kid but never really harbored any hard feelings towards the Imperial Assault Force or the Imperial Defense Force up until his twelfth birthday.
The Reech Ranch had, one day, fallen under the eye of the Empire as they sought after Kaverr's land for it's resources and as a potential build area for Imperial Machinery plants as the land was rich with material and oil. They had tried making deals with Kaverr, offering substantial amounts of credits for large quantities of land he owned, but Kaverr refused the offers stating that he'd rather be left alone to raise his son in peace. Sadly, Chysim's father never recieved much peace after that.
On Chysim's birthday, Imps stormed the ranch and captured Kaverr- though it did take them an entire platoon to take down one very skilled Trandoshan, and Chysim will recall Kaverr's battle as the best representation of a man fighting for what he loved and believed in -forcing him to work off his "debt" in the spice mines on Kessel so they could take over the ranch. Since then, Chysim has never been fond of stormtroopers. Chysim had planned and worked on his set of skills to take back his father's land, but his last and final attempts to do so failed. Chysim then left to visit his father on Kessel, who seemed to be getting worse and worse each visit until Kaverr could no longer leave his bed.
The last memento of his father was his blaster rifle; an old cycler rifle with a chain made of string and the teeth of the many beasts Kaverr had felled.
SKILLS:
Hunting/Tracking (Expert)
Marksmanship/Stealth (Expert)
Athletics/Self Defense (Adept)
Gunsmith/Piloting (Adept)
Animal Handling/Insight (Adept)
GEAR:
Cycler Rifle (1) [Kept on ship unless explained otherwise]
Zok-10 Hunting Rifle (1)
RSKF-44 Heavy Blaster Pistol (1)
Dioxis grenades (Many)
Comlink (1)
Vibro Blades (Many)
Combat Fusioncutter (1)
Datapad (1)
ARMOR:
Blast Vest (1)
SHIPS/VEHICLES:
U-Wing "Dead End" (1)
T-80 Joben Speeder Bike (1)
RELATIONSHIPS:
@Xolani Mai = :]
@Laren Vano = :]
@Galen Havard = :]
FACTION: Bounty Hunter’s Guild
RANK: Hunter
SPECIES: Trandoshan
AGE: 41
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 7’7”
WEIGHT: 312 lbs.
FORCE SENSITIVE: N/A
HOMEWORLD: Saleucami
APPEARANCE:
Chysim has paler leathery scales with dark red vein-like markings that run all across his body. His eyes are like fiery embers like most trandoshans. He likes wearing a black trench coat and dark clothing underneath. He has four long scars that run from the top right of his head to the bottom left of his cheek- given to him by a Nexu.
ATTRIBUTES:
Chysim's size and predatorial instincts allows him to quickly overwhelm his opponents in close combat and his expertise as a marksman allows him to deal devastating blows from afar. Chysim is stocky and sturdy and give a good beating as much as he can take one. He is decent enough with piloting that he can fly whatever he can get his claws on. Chysim is a wise and patient hunter with exceptional perception and insight skills and tends to imprint on things better than most (such as knowing how someone or something feels and being able to tell if someone is lying to him). Chysim does give wise words when necessary but most people that have met him would say he "Talks low, slow, and doesn't say too much." He is a natural hunter and warrior with good intuition and good survival response.
Due to Chysim's size, he is not very agile. Though he may be a great climber and good runner, he can't jump around as easily as most other trandoshans. He is the brute, not the infiltrator. Though he is wise, he is also not the guy that'll fix your computer and doesn't do well intellect-wise. Chysim is not good with technology besides starships and prefers to leave computer work to more qualified people. Most would agree that Chysim is better suited as a bouncer or a muscle for most jobs and usually hire him just for his brawns and not his brains. Chysim has a hard time trusting in his allies as well, so he prefers working alone and if has to work with someone else, he'll usually do what he deems is more important than what the other guys thinks and is a very stubborn leader. He views the galaxy as black-and-white to avoid petty moral grey-areas and to also ensure he does what needs to be done more efficiently. His imprinting ability only recognizes other people's feelings and doesn't extend past that to anything empathetical.
STR: High
DEX: Low
CON: High
WIS: Mid
INT: Mid
CHA: Low
PERSONALITY:
As described above, Chysim tends to seem very stern, stubborn, and harsh. However, Chysim has good intentions and doesn't unintentionally hurt other people's feelings. He also believes in following through no matter what, which contributes to his stubbornness but makes him a fiercely loyal companion. Chysim believes that honesty is indeed the best policy, and doesn't care about people-pleasing. So if he says you're an idiot, you're probably and idiot. However, Chysim will be respectful and courteous of those who do the same to him. Chysim may be slow to trust others, but once he deems someone worthy of his friendship, he will fight by their side till his soul leaves to join the Force.
BIOGRAPHY:
Chysim grew up with his father, Kaverr Reech, on Saleucami. Chysim learned all he could on hunting and tracking along with fighting and self-defense from his father. Chysim is fond of his father's memory and wishes to someday amount to the trandoshan he was. He wishes he knew his mother, but not even Kaverr would mention her and refused to discuss the topic of Chysim's family tree. Chysim watched the birth of the new Sith Empire while he was kid but never really harbored any hard feelings towards the Imperial Assault Force or the Imperial Defense Force up until his twelfth birthday.
The Reech Ranch had, one day, fallen under the eye of the Empire as they sought after Kaverr's land for it's resources and as a potential build area for Imperial Machinery plants as the land was rich with material and oil. They had tried making deals with Kaverr, offering substantial amounts of credits for large quantities of land he owned, but Kaverr refused the offers stating that he'd rather be left alone to raise his son in peace. Sadly, Chysim's father never recieved much peace after that.
On Chysim's birthday, Imps stormed the ranch and captured Kaverr- though it did take them an entire platoon to take down one very skilled Trandoshan, and Chysim will recall Kaverr's battle as the best representation of a man fighting for what he loved and believed in -forcing him to work off his "debt" in the spice mines on Kessel so they could take over the ranch. Since then, Chysim has never been fond of stormtroopers. Chysim had planned and worked on his set of skills to take back his father's land, but his last and final attempts to do so failed. Chysim then left to visit his father on Kessel, who seemed to be getting worse and worse each visit until Kaverr could no longer leave his bed.
The last memento of his father was his blaster rifle; an old cycler rifle with a chain made of string and the teeth of the many beasts Kaverr had felled.
SKILLS:
Hunting/Tracking (Expert)
Marksmanship/Stealth (Expert)
Athletics/Self Defense (Adept)
Gunsmith/Piloting (Adept)
Animal Handling/Insight (Adept)
GEAR:
Cycler Rifle (1) [Kept on ship unless explained otherwise]
Zok-10 Hunting Rifle (1)
RSKF-44 Heavy Blaster Pistol (1)
Dioxis grenades (Many)
Comlink (1)
Vibro Blades (Many)
Combat Fusioncutter (1)
Datapad (1)
ARMOR:
Blast Vest (1)
SHIPS/VEHICLES:
U-Wing "Dead End" (1)
T-80 Joben Speeder Bike (1)
RELATIONSHIPS:
@Xolani Mai = :]
@Laren Vano = :]
@Galen Havard = :]
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