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EINAR VALENGARD
FACTION: Deucalians
SECT:
RANK: Plynderer
GENDER: Male
SPECIES: Human {Deucalian}
AGE: 27
HEIGHT: 1.9 m
WEIGHT: 165 lbs
HAIR COLOUR: Red
EYE COLOUR: Blue
FORCE SENSITIVITY: CONFIRMED
- Alignment: Unaligned
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Einar has been alone for a large portion of his life, and he likes it that way. He would rather be in his workshop than with people, and that's where he spends most of his time. His main interaction with people is when they come to him for work, he takes his payment and delivers. That's his life. And that's the way he likes it.
Early Life
Einar grew up on the fridgid planet of Hoth in a small Deucalian settlement. He was always getting in trouble for tricking the other children -and sometimes the adults- and because of this he did not have many friends.
The older he got the less he liked to be around people, spending more and more time tinkering in his father's workshop.
The Lone Craftsman
Einar became truly alone at the age of sixteen when his parents died, they had been out in the frozen wastes and -as far as any of the trackers could tell they were taken and killed by a Wampa. Instilling a hatred for them deep in his heart. It was also at that age that he discovered he had a connection to the force, though he did not know that was what the strange powers he had manifested were. He -and anyone who found out- believed him to be cursed by dark spirits. This caused him to become even more reclusive, barely ever venturing out of his workshop.
Venturing out
These days Einar has grown slightly bored of his usual tinkering, occasionally this causes him to venture out into the galaxy and take the odd combat related job here and there. Though he may be a master craftsman, he is still Deucalian and therefore still a warrior at heart. He relishes combat, and as he has fought and used his powers he has almost come to see them more as a gift from the spirits than a curse, however this is not something he shares with anybody.
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Einar is something of a loner, preferring the company of machines and whatever else he can build over people. Though when with people he can be a joker and a trickster. When someone manages to earn his trust he is a steadfast and ever-loyal friend.
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Einar is tall and thin, though he is covered in lean muscle both from working on large machines and fighting. He has orange-red hair that is thinning a little, making him seem much older than he is. And he has a beard an mustache. His eyes are a blue-grey, though they can appear green some times. He typically wears dark grey or brown pants with a green long sleeved shirt, brown boots, a brown leather vest with a brown belt and apron to hold his weapons and tools. He also wears a green cloak with a large hood. The strangest part of his appearance is the paint he wears on his face. Covering around his eyes and down his cheeks in two streaks.
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- A 47cm long, single bladed elduröxi
- An Eldhníf
- A ZA-13 Blaster Pistol (3 spare power packs)
- Wanderer's Rags Armor
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- Basic clothing
- A Rýtingur Class Starfighter
- Various tools
- Owns a small workshop on Hoth
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- Swordsmanship --------|-
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- Piloting -------|--
- Sleight of hand -------|--
- Mechanical aptitude --------|-
- Crafting --------|-
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- Galactic Basic
- Deucalic
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- Hodor
- Hodor
- Hodor
