Mandalorian Endyr Ratheon

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"Ours Is The Wrath"



Endyr Ratheon

AGE
► 35
SPECIES
► Human
ETHNICITY
► Mandalorian
HEIGHT
► 5'11"
WEIGHT
► 152 lbs
EYE COLOR
► Blue
HAIR COLOR
► Brown
BIRTHPLACE
► Concord Dawn
GENDER
► Male
FACTION
► N/A
ORGANIZATION
Endless Watch
RANK
► N/A
OCCUPATION
► Mercenary
MANDALORIAN CLAN
► Clan Ratheon
FORCE SENSITIVITY
► No
STATUS
► Alive



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B I O G R A P H Y

“I am the son of Ratheon! And ours is the wrath!”

Endyr was born on Concord Dawn into Clan Ratheon, a militant family who once served as Protectors until the decimation of the latter.

Following the Great Purge of Mandalore, most of Clan Ratheon survived to remain united and unwavering.

Protectors of their own, heralding legacy, the Ratheons became something of a shield unto themselves and never released their grip on the sword.

Steadfast and stalwart, they bolstered the defenses of their home, more towerhouse than keep now, and bided their time for the day that the Mandalorians at large would return to the stars as one.

Until then, Endyr spent his life defending his land and his clan by venturing beyond both. He would hire himself as a bodyguard, get bored with the lack of action, and join likeminded individuals in a private military company.

When that crashed, when brothers and sisters perished, he gave into piracy; but, like a brilliant star shining upon the darkness of his visor, shortly after the moment finally came.

On that day, Darth Raze landed on Mandalore with a proposition: ally with the Sith Empire and use its assets to conquer.

Conquest was less important to Endyr, expansion never really the priority of a defender like him, but he knew that conquest meant revenge; vengeance against the galaxy and justice for his kind. It was good enough.

At last, the Mand'alor had returned, as would the Mandalorians, renewed and reborn. Endyr hoped that his new leader shared his vision of the future: of remaining allied with the Sith just long enough to supplant them.

Either way, Endyr would follow his Mand'alor, for there was no other way.
The Protectors of old did no less, and one day they would be reborn too—in the bleeding wombs of their enemies.

P E R S O N A L I T Y

“Let’s go. My enemies aren’t gonna kill themselves.”

Endyr can crack a joke when the occasion calls for it, crack a smile while shooting you, but otherwise takes a no-nonsense approach to combat.

Priding himself on his Mandalorian roots, traced chiefly back to the Protectors through his clan on Concord Dawn, he values violence as a means to an end and the end itself.

On defense, on offense, Endyr lives for the fight and considers it a prize to die in battle. Every Mandalorian must, this is true, but it is a creed that this one has taken to heart.

While understanding of traditions, of cultural clashes especially among his own people, he finds no time for weakness and has no room for cowards.

For much of his life, Endyr has been waiting for a storm to come, stockpiling for it in what meager way he and his clan could, and now that storm has come.

The Mandalorian intends, not to ride that storm out, but to ride it—to the very edge of the galaxy—and come out on top with a smile to show for it.

E Q U I P M E N T


"This is my stuff."

-> Endyr Ratheon's black gold beskar'gam [Medium Mandalorian Armor]
-> Grenades
-> Vibrosword
-> Vibroknife
->
WESTAR-17 Blaster Carbine
-> WESTAR-55 Heavy Blaster Pistol
-> WESTAR-35 Blaster Pistol x2
-> Raza'nante [
Kom'rk-class Fighter/Transport]
-> Three [
BG-series Astromech Droid]
T H R E A D S

  1. A Taste of Victory [ABANDONED]
  2. I Was A Pirate
  3. Move Along [COMPLETED]
  4. Here There Be Dragons [COMPLETED]
  5. Welcome Back
  6. Mission: Iron Rising - Where We're Going We Don't Need Roads [COMPLETED]
  7. Ducking Drexl [ABANDONED]
  8. Endless Future [ABANDONED]



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“The lights on my helm are off, King Kong. I got a pair o’ black wings guidin’ me...and you're just another dead dog.”

Clan Ratheon
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