Finally, my character for the new timeline.
NAME: Jaster Scrace
FACTION: Independent
RANK: N/A
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 24
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5'11"
WEIGHT: 165 lbs
EYES: Blue-gray
HAIR: Dirty blonde
SKIN: Caucasian
CREDITS: 700
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Long scar over left eye, birth mark on right ankle in a disc-like shape.
DOMINATE HAND: Ambidextrous
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTH: 6/10
DEXTERITY: 7/10
CONSTITUTION: 6/10
INTELLIGENCE: 8/10
WISDOM: 4/10
CHARISMA: 2/10
FORCE POWERS:
No.
SKILLS:
- Sniping
- Recon
- Communications
- Stealth
- Camouflage
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
No.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths: His ability to evaluate situations quickly. His ability to think out nearly every possible choice in a puzzle or something mind-boggling thanks to his intelligence.
Weaknesses: He commonly thinks of himself too poorly, leading to depression in him.
GEAR:
- Modified Verpine sniper rifle with scope and suppressor
- Cloaking equipped light armor
- Short sword
- SE-14 Blaster pistol
SHIP:
No.
PETS:
None.
PERSONALITY:
Though he's an assassin, Jaster is fairly kind to the poor and helpless. He is a vigilante type who helps the homeless, helpless, and poor. He's sort of depressive because of how he's lead his life. He despises those with too much power. Jaster mainly kills only those who, as he so proudly puts it, deserve to die.
HISTORY:
Jaster’s history is fairly short. A few months after he was born in his apartment on Adari, he was kidnapped by a group of assassins. While the kidnappers were leaving, they killed Jaster’s parents. Growing up, Jaster was taught to withstand lots of pain. He was taught to fight, taught to kill. This training would help him later in life.
When he turned 16, the assassins that kidnapped and raised him let him go to find work, earn money. They gave him a light suit of armor, a blaster pistol, and a sniper rifle to make a living.
He went through many assassination jobs until he earned enough money to buy himself better everything. He bought a new rifle and armor which helped him even more as the quality became better.
When he turned 20, he began to travel to new planets. On the foreign planets, Aleen in particular, he learned there was more to life than just killing other humans and intelligent life-forms. He ended up earning hunting licenses on many planets and soon earned more credits doing that than any other thing.
For another 3 years, nothing interesting would happen until his 24th birthday. It was a dark night outside his rented apartment on Coruscant. He had been having nightmares lately about him being killed in various ways, mostly him being blown into oblivion or shot in the head. He woke up at 3 AM to his door creaking open.
He went to go check on it, blaster in hand, and he was attacked. No, he wasn’t attacked from the door (though that does seem logical), he was shot at through his window. The shot was a projectile, not a blaster bolt. It went through the window, across his apartment, and into his stomach. He laid there, screaming for help, until in burst some other residents to help him. He was taken to a hospital where he was treated for the next 2 weeks. He knows not whom shot him, but he announced his vengeance publicly after his wound had healed.
KILLS:
None.
DUELING RING MATCHES:
None.
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
None.
ROLE-PLAYS:
None.
Comments would be appreciated, thank you.
EDIT: Special thanks to those who gave ideas on edits for good ol' Jaster.
NAME: Jaster Scrace
FACTION: Independent
RANK: N/A
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 24
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 5'11"
WEIGHT: 165 lbs
EYES: Blue-gray
HAIR: Dirty blonde
SKIN: Caucasian
CREDITS: 700
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Long scar over left eye, birth mark on right ankle in a disc-like shape.
DOMINATE HAND: Ambidextrous
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
STRENGTH: 6/10
DEXTERITY: 7/10
CONSTITUTION: 6/10
INTELLIGENCE: 8/10
WISDOM: 4/10
CHARISMA: 2/10
FORCE POWERS:
No.
SKILLS:
- Sniping
- Recon
- Communications
- Stealth
- Camouflage
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
No.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Strengths: His ability to evaluate situations quickly. His ability to think out nearly every possible choice in a puzzle or something mind-boggling thanks to his intelligence.
Weaknesses: He commonly thinks of himself too poorly, leading to depression in him.
GEAR:
- Modified Verpine sniper rifle with scope and suppressor
- Cloaking equipped light armor
- Short sword
- SE-14 Blaster pistol
SHIP:
No.
PETS:
None.
PERSONALITY:
Though he's an assassin, Jaster is fairly kind to the poor and helpless. He is a vigilante type who helps the homeless, helpless, and poor. He's sort of depressive because of how he's lead his life. He despises those with too much power. Jaster mainly kills only those who, as he so proudly puts it, deserve to die.
HISTORY:
Jaster’s history is fairly short. A few months after he was born in his apartment on Adari, he was kidnapped by a group of assassins. While the kidnappers were leaving, they killed Jaster’s parents. Growing up, Jaster was taught to withstand lots of pain. He was taught to fight, taught to kill. This training would help him later in life.
When he turned 16, the assassins that kidnapped and raised him let him go to find work, earn money. They gave him a light suit of armor, a blaster pistol, and a sniper rifle to make a living.
He went through many assassination jobs until he earned enough money to buy himself better everything. He bought a new rifle and armor which helped him even more as the quality became better.
When he turned 20, he began to travel to new planets. On the foreign planets, Aleen in particular, he learned there was more to life than just killing other humans and intelligent life-forms. He ended up earning hunting licenses on many planets and soon earned more credits doing that than any other thing.
For another 3 years, nothing interesting would happen until his 24th birthday. It was a dark night outside his rented apartment on Coruscant. He had been having nightmares lately about him being killed in various ways, mostly him being blown into oblivion or shot in the head. He woke up at 3 AM to his door creaking open.
He went to go check on it, blaster in hand, and he was attacked. No, he wasn’t attacked from the door (though that does seem logical), he was shot at through his window. The shot was a projectile, not a blaster bolt. It went through the window, across his apartment, and into his stomach. He laid there, screaming for help, until in burst some other residents to help him. He was taken to a hospital where he was treated for the next 2 weeks. He knows not whom shot him, but he announced his vengeance publicly after his wound had healed.
KILLS:
None.
DUELING RING MATCHES:
None.
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
None.
ROLE-PLAYS:
None.
Comments would be appreciated, thank you.
EDIT: Special thanks to those who gave ideas on edits for good ol' Jaster.
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