Independent Orar-Skudru Vizsla

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Skud Vizsla
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    Serious, selfless and humble. These would be the words to describe him at a glance, a simple once over, however, attentiveness is far more revealing than a mere glance.

    Away from a fight, away from jobs and spars, you'd find him to be the firm yet loving older brother. Ahard working spouse, above all not one to shy away from a chance to nurture the next generation, to guide them on the journey to adulthood - their respect of young ones is an admirably stark contrast. Dead set on meeting the demands of their superiors but often at the expense of themself, failing dramatically in terms of self love - forever the giver, forever dutiful - putting house before self.

    Self-projecting as never phased nor shaken, not for a moment wishing to be anything less than a beacon of hope to his family - yet this is often far from the case however, with expressions far more telling than they'd like. They love and while seldom found smiling, clearly takes pride in being able to take a joke and fire back just as well yet even the most resolute must seek solace but very rarely does he disclose his internal misgivings.


    "Jetii?... Darjetii?" -- There are few who would find themselves outright despised by this man and unsurprisingly they are more often than not force users. History has given him every reason to be weary of those who wield ultimate power and very few to trust them. He may have never met either but firmly believes them to be self-proclaimed peacekeepers and sadistic villains.
  • Born at the expense of a mothers his earliest years were no doubt standard for a child on the harsh world of Concord Dawn - resettled on the world after almost two centuries of exile at the hand of an older Empire. Even within the small keep, there was very little in the way of relaxation. Outside of the time he would spend playing the small variety of instruments in his homestead, there was never a true moment of quiet. Strict guidance and a constant looming threat of banditry saw him pressured into shape by his father - a stout, unyielding man - and cousins from young. An owner of what little fertile lands left on their decrepit, dishevelled homeland, his father was right to be paranoid. In a way, despite the challenges, they could be seen as lucky to be among the very few children of Mandalore with a traditionally Mandalorian upbringing that clung to old ways without living in shadow.

    Long before exiting the latter years of adolescence they had spilt more than their own fair share of blood in the wicked game of survival. They came to know loss intimately, incapable of saving their father and thrust from homestead to become somewhat of a Nomad. It was this ever persisting gauntlet - an aimless wander with vultures at the neck - that saw him contorted from a frightened youth into a fervent fighter and devotee of healing. Embarking on his own great hunt alongside what little in the way of family he had left, roving vast swaths of land as lawmen of sorts to protect the passive from slavers and pirates. Soon though the allure of seeing it all, making something for himself, saw them finally step off to trek the larger galaxy.
  • An evidently darker skinned Concord Dawn male stacked awfully high, once a laughably slim figure, now one with a solid physicality of generally undefined but evidently maintained muscularity. Their darker skin is visibly offset by many traditional and recreational tattoos spread about them.

    Though their longer limbs remain proportionate to their overall body with fat and muscle efficiently distributed they find it impossible to escape appearing rather lanky when armoured, despite their actual mass. Tall and broad-shouldered. Outside of their taller-than-most stature they are far from a truly stand out individual.

    They've inherently masculine features to a perpetually pensive visage, sporting dark muddy brown eyes and a head sprouting healthy black hair typically kept in check: cut to "compliance", sporting a shapely moustache with their long hair formed back into a clean mix-up of four or so chest length braids and low cropped sides.
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    A Mandalorian by birthright, by way of upbringing and fighting heart - mentored to see blaster, blade and beskar'gam as mere extensions of their form. Just as swift to swing as they are to dodge. A practitioner of the older ways, prideful in their vehement abidance of the Resol'nare and it's related disciplines.

    Grown to understand the lands and her uses they are far more intellectual than the brawn they stack. Appreciative and respectful of the necessity of medicines and ones own ability to not only live off the lands but also cultivate it, nurture it even. Undiscriminating of whether old or new ways are used. Maybe a herbalist, maybe a shaman but no doubt knowledgeable in traditional and modern takes on healing of both body and spirit.

    Behind all cultures are their sounds and rhythms. Empowered by the hard beat of a drum party, well versed in the plucking of a strings and unafraid of taking centre stage to lead the chants.

    A native speaker of what could be called Concordian, well versed in Galactic Basic and though cursed with the thickest of Concord Dawn accents retain a respectable grasp on Huttese albeit with odd inflections. Surprisingly enough they find themself at ease conversing in the hodge-podge that is Bocce.
  • Armour: Skudru's Heavy Beskar'gam

    Primary: E-11 Blaster Rifle
    Sidearm: Glie-44 Blaster Pistol

    Other: Vibroblade | Breaching Charge, Frag Grenade, Smoke Grenade.

    Vehicle: Skyblade 330 Swoop
    Droid: GNK-Series Power Droid

    Utilities: Informaster | Personav | Field Medical Kit | Laser Scalpel
    Miscellaneous: Strill-Hide Drum | Incense Burner | Four-string Hallikset


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NAME: Orar-Skudru Vizsla
ALIAS: Dru, Skud or Skudru
AGE: 34 (101ABY)
SPECIES: Human

FACTION: Indie
RANK: ????
RENOWN: "Steppe Child"
FORCE: None

HEIGHT: 6'8"
WEIGHT: 108kg
HAIR COLOR: Black
EYE COLOR: Brown


  • Jengir Vizsla | Father (Deceased)

    Character | Relationship xxx
  • Blue Milk & Broken Jawas - xxx [Link]

    Thread Name - xxx [Link]
  • Theme
    'Sugaan Essena'

    Inspirations
    'Cave Jivin'
  • Date of Creation - 06/01/2020


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