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NAME: Krask Pol Nando
AGE: 35
SPECIES: Human
FACTION: Indie
LEVEL: 1
HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT: 145 Ilbs.
HAIR COLOR: Sandy Blonde
EYE COLOR: Grey Blue
FORCE: False
Equipment
http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/index.php?threads/gellarts-4-c-blaster-pistol.76972/
4c-Blaster Pistol
Vibro-Daggers
Short handled Vibro-Axe
Datapad
Random Spice bags and Narcotic paraphernalia in a stash case
A pack of self rolled Tabac Cigars
Skillsets and Training
Stealth - 5/10
Pilot - 6/10
Computer Use - 6/10
Demolitions - 4/10
No formal combat training of any kind, just experience.
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Growing up on Tattooine was never easy for anybody, especially Krask. His mother was once a host at a very popular cantina near the local spaceport, there she met a mercenary whom she grew to find very attractive. One night as he came by ordering the usual and began his usual chatting with other patrons of his exploits. She made her way to him, as he turned and saw her his charming persona immediately took hold of the woman. A fine Mandolorian, could have made an excellent suiter but instead choose to be a soldier fortune. They retreated later in the night to her small town home in the style of most Tattooine hovels. It wasn't until the next morning she learned he was not one to stay long and she never heard from him again, only to become pregnant with his child awhile later.
Krask Pol Nando, was born 9 months later. Reilan, his mother had to take double shifts and some say she turned to selling herself every now and again when money was tight. Growing up poor Krask never had much as child. Many found him quite likeable and funny, though he was known for being a neighborhood trouble maker. Krask would commit petty crimes as a kid, stealing here and there also occasionally vandalizing property. It wasn't until his adolescents his true nature would emerge as he discovered the wonders of narcotic drugs and spices that littered his squalor filled section of the spaceport. Expanding into dealing and taking more risks with his criminal activities as well as establishing a small reputation locally as a crazy man whom you did not want to cross, however he was also loved by many as he only would mess with those who hurt his objectives. It was then that he stepped into the big leagues as he was approached by a supplier whom would allow him a ship and a portion of a shipment if successfully delivered. Krask accepted his eyes gleaming with ambition as the doors of opportunity flung forward, to celebrate Krask threw a grand party at his local cantina spending most of his earning that night knowing that if he was successful he would triple the amount he currently held and gain a new ship, thus opening up his operations further. On that night Krask had taken home a local woman, after a good nights rest... She informed him of the plans of her husband whom Krask was well aware of at the time is plotting on attacking the ship in orbit after Krask departs the spaceport to smuggle the shipment to Taris. With this information and his overall arrogant behavior Krask said he could outrun the would be pirates easy to himself as he dawned his pilot gear and helmet. Entering the cockpit of the shaky freighter Krask began to prep for departure. The instrument panel illuminated his face with a green tint through his visor. Taking off and exiting orbit Krask began to plot his course on the navi-computer. A large shipment of guns and spices was sitting in the cargo hold waiting to be delivered. Krask took a deep breath and began to punch in the codes when two small pirate craft appeared on his sensors, suddenly a hull breach had been alerted via the emergency response systems aboard the ship and he could hear them slicing through. Krask ran for the cargo bay and grabbed one of the blaster rifles, knowing he was a decent shot but this defense was most likely doomed from the start. In his greed Krask offered nobody a spot on the crew for the cut, severely hampering his ability to thwart any would be pirates. Another bang, with three pirates rushing the hold Krask immediately opened fire on them, hitting on but the other two taking cover behind the corner of the entrance and some crates of spice. Then the tossed a sonic grenade, Krask tried to dive away but it knocked him unconscious in the process.
Krask awoke a day later inside a small cell reeking of filth. A pirate walked by and Krask asked him where he was. The pirate explained we are docked in Taris, to sell the goods the had taken from him right back to the same contact he was bringing them to himself. Also he was meant to be sold to a local crime boss to be a slave. Krask undoubtedly was not pleased and this was the first real crack in his personality, his old crazy was never this volatile as he reach through the bars and pulled the guard into them grabbing his dagger from the guards waist and repeatedly stabbing him in the stomach through the cage bars. He then found the key on the guard and freed himself seeking a way off the planet.
He would find a small crew willing to pay him from time to time and float around here and there. But Krask knew he needed to do something with himself, ever since his botched attempt he was in a spiral downward as he began to indulge with many spices and other drugs available to him with his underworld connections. Still he schemed hoping one day to make his fortune.
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A slender lean built mean, physical strength is not his strong suit however he is quite nimble and agile due to his physical build. Sports many crazy hair style and a gothic eyeliner to hide the bags under his eyes from constantly drinking and doing drugs.
- Krask is quirky, yet charismatic. The weird kind of charismatic where he is funny, uses strange mannerisms and profanity often. Arrogant in his ways, also a short fuse. This fuse does not ignite with anger it ignites with a flurry of violent psychotic outbursts. Sometimes highly anxious and strung out but when he is dosed his better personality traits shine
Highballs and Lowlifes (Krask Nando and Jayjack Birdleve strike a deal) - Active - 1st Chronological thread
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