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NAME: Jask Varad
FACTION: Mandalorian Separatist
RANK: Verd (Warrior)
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 26
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT: 165
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Graying
SKIN: Caucasian
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Scars from Wookiee claws across the right leg and a blaster burn-scar on chest.
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTH: Jask Varad at his physical prime, but if he takes swing at you. You best duck.
DEXTERITY: Still fast and flexible enough to keep up with many a opponent.
CONSTITUTION: He shows a remarkable amount of valor for even a young man. This likely has something to do with his lifestyle.
INTELLIGENCE: No one makes it long as a Mando by being dumb muscle. Guess we'll see how long he lasts huh?
WISDOM: Jask has traveled from one side of the galaxy to the other more than a few times. He has picked up some things in that time.
CHARISMA: A blunt straight forward type when he feels the need to speak.
SKILLS:
He is an excellent warrior, a formidable drinker, a reasonably good card player, and possesses a fair amount of dry wit.
GEAR:
A full set of Mandalorian armor, a RB14 Blaster Rifle, a M-1 combat virboknife, wrist-mounted mini-flame thrower, wrist-mounted mini-rocket launcher, wrist-mounted grappling hook, wrist-mount dart launcher, and a JT-73 jetpack.
SHIP:
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PERSONALITY:
A serious, professional man. He does not boast, he does not brag. Although he has his lighter moments when he is on his downtime. He does his duty as a Mandalorian with a calm demeanor of an old hand who has seen everything there is to see. He views failure in filling his duties as a stain on his personal honor. Fiercely traditional he follows Corden Vencu ,who he views as the true Mand’alor, and answers to Clan Varad.
BIOGRAPHY:
Jask Varad was born on Kuar to Mandalorian parents and was raised in the traditional manner of the Mandalorians. Upon reaching age 18 he decided to strike out on his own as a freelance gun-for-hire as many Mandalorian youths who wished to test themselves in the wider galaxy did. Jask’s reasons for doing so differed from those of his fellow youths. While he, like them, sought honor and credits while working as a hired killer. He also wished to distance himself from the clan based culture in which he was raised and make a name for himself based purely on his own individual skill.
His first contract job was nearly his last when he accepted a job to detain and bring back to Kashyyyk a Wookiee that had been declared a Madclaw for killing another with his claws. Jask tracked the Madclaw easily enough, but the Wookiee got the jump on him in a local cantina and the Wookiee’s claws cleaved through gaps in Jask’s leg armor. In the ensuring brawl Jask would suffer cracked ribs and a concession, but managed to subdue the Madclaw after several stun blasts. He returned his target to Kashyyyk and received his pay, which most of it going to medical pays for his injuries. He told the medical doctors to leave the scaring on his leg as a remainder of his complacently.
After recovering from his injuries Jask accepted and successfully carried out more contracts. He rarely failed to complete a job, viewing the failure to do so as stain on his personal honor and damaging to his professional reputation. His closest brush with death came 5 years ago when in the employ of a local planetary government. His job was to track down a highly skilled government assassin gone rogue. He tracked and engaged the man in a roof top firefight where he was struck at mid-range by his target’s high powered sniper.
The blaster bolt burned through the durasteel of his chest plate and would have been fatal if not for the timely arrival of security and medical teams alerted by civilians who heard and witnessed the exchanges of blaster fire. He made the doctors, as he had after his first contract, leave the burn-scar. It served as a reminder of his failure and to temper any pride and ego from his future successes. He spent his recovery time on his homeworld of Kuar and seeing the contrast between the cultures of the wider galaxy and those of his people sparked an epiphany for him. That the honorable, glory filled path lay not in freelance gun-for-hire killing. It was instead following The Six Actions and standing with his fellow Mandalorians was the only honorable path his life could lead.
He was rankled by the loss of Mandalorian Space to the Sith Imperium, but recognized their strength and tenacious, things that as a Mandalorian he admired and respected in his adversaries. What shocked him to the core was when the Mandolare called it was not to war. Not to battle, but to talk. Empty and utterly pointless talk. Those deemed strongest to lead the Mandalorians were the weakest of heart and spirit. When Corden Vencu called for a return to the old ways, to the true ways. He rallied to him along with others of his clan. What was lost be would restored and the Mandalorians would be force none could oppose.
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