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Samuel Aeraiath
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NAME:
Samuel Aeraiath.
SPECIES:
Corellian, human.
FACTION:
Hutt Empire.
AGE:
26 years.
GENDER:
Male.
HEIGHT:
6 foot 2.
ARMOURED HEIGHT:
6 foot 5.
WEIGHT:
190 pounds.
EYES:
Brown.
HAIR:
Black.
SKIN:
Tanned.
CREDITS:
1,000 credits.
DISTINGUISHING MARK(S):
* Scar from left brow down to cheek.
* Wings tattooed onto back.
* Heavily tattooed arms.
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NAME:
Samuel Aeraiath.
SPECIES:
Corellian, human.
FACTION:
Hutt Empire.
AGE:
26 years.
GENDER:
Male.
HEIGHT:
6 foot 2.
ARMOURED HEIGHT:
6 foot 5.
WEIGHT:
190 pounds.
EYES:
Brown.
HAIR:
Black.
SKIN:
Tanned.
CREDITS:
1,000 credits.
DISTINGUISHING MARK(S):
* Scar from left brow down to cheek.
* Wings tattooed onto back.
* Heavily tattooed arms.
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Ever since I was little, all I ever wanted to do was destructive to everyone around me. I grew up on the planet of Corellia. Now those of you who would think a man from Corellia would become a Bounty Hunter, I can guess is very small indeed. I fed off my parent's credits, and until I was 18, I stayed and kept feeding and feeding off of them. My father never liked my idea of the profession, he would always, get in my way. There was the one time where he lost his kneecap for doing so, but as they say, we shouldn't dwell on the past, eh?
I ended up blasting my father right in between the eyes, my first kill, it was extraordinary. Some say that your first kill is your worst, I found it exciting and new, something that my life had been lacking for the past 18 years. The rush of watching your victim fall to the ground, their pupils rolling back into their brain, the thought of their families' loss, was thriving to me, it fed me like a leech to blood. Even thinking about it now, fills with me the idea of no remorse.
For me, the most important objective was to get out of this waste of a planet I lived on. I had to build up credits, and there was no point of doing it legally, that just means more work, less credits. I had to build up a reputation, something that I could take with me across the entire galaxy, I began to smuggle various goods from around the Corellian systems, boarding several freighters and taking things out of them, selling them to Traders or the Black Market to accumulate some money.
Using my father's will, I ended up buying various weaponry and machine parts, and built a temporary ship for me to fly around the Corellian system. I then built up enough credits of assassinations and such to purchase a better ship, much more to my liking. A few modifications and it was perfect. I ended up leaving to Coruscant, the capital of the galaxy, something you don't get to do every day The fantastic views, the growing diplomacies, the amount of jobs I would get was incredible, the armed forces over in the Republic weren't even capable of catching up with me!
Not every life is perfect, but at that moment it was. However, my killing spree wasn't becoming unnoticed in the criminal empire, especially by the small clans out to get me, I was attacked by a group of about 5 to 6 bounty hunters, and they stole everything I had, all my credits, everything. I thought I was the king of the world, it turns out, I was just a peasant compared to some of the ruthless crime lords out there. I had to get myself involved with one of those disgusting creatures.
Now I am 26, a youthful age for a bounty hunter, especially with my expertise. I need some credits, so I am going to apply for a rank in the Hutt Empire, something that has inspired me since the day I arrived at Coruscant. The beauty of the savagery that they hold, and the way they are handling the War before my eyes is one of the key reasons I plan to join them. I see myself racking up a lot of credits, with this organisation. Anyway, let's move onto my arsenal of weapons.
I ended up blasting my father right in between the eyes, my first kill, it was extraordinary. Some say that your first kill is your worst, I found it exciting and new, something that my life had been lacking for the past 18 years. The rush of watching your victim fall to the ground, their pupils rolling back into their brain, the thought of their families' loss, was thriving to me, it fed me like a leech to blood. Even thinking about it now, fills with me the idea of no remorse.
For me, the most important objective was to get out of this waste of a planet I lived on. I had to build up credits, and there was no point of doing it legally, that just means more work, less credits. I had to build up a reputation, something that I could take with me across the entire galaxy, I began to smuggle various goods from around the Corellian systems, boarding several freighters and taking things out of them, selling them to Traders or the Black Market to accumulate some money.
Using my father's will, I ended up buying various weaponry and machine parts, and built a temporary ship for me to fly around the Corellian system. I then built up enough credits of assassinations and such to purchase a better ship, much more to my liking. A few modifications and it was perfect. I ended up leaving to Coruscant, the capital of the galaxy, something you don't get to do every day The fantastic views, the growing diplomacies, the amount of jobs I would get was incredible, the armed forces over in the Republic weren't even capable of catching up with me!
Not every life is perfect, but at that moment it was. However, my killing spree wasn't becoming unnoticed in the criminal empire, especially by the small clans out to get me, I was attacked by a group of about 5 to 6 bounty hunters, and they stole everything I had, all my credits, everything. I thought I was the king of the world, it turns out, I was just a peasant compared to some of the ruthless crime lords out there. I had to get myself involved with one of those disgusting creatures.
Now I am 26, a youthful age for a bounty hunter, especially with my expertise. I need some credits, so I am going to apply for a rank in the Hutt Empire, something that has inspired me since the day I arrived at Coruscant. The beauty of the savagery that they hold, and the way they are handling the War before my eyes is one of the key reasons I plan to join them. I see myself racking up a lot of credits, with this organisation. Anyway, let's move onto my arsenal of weapons.
Gear
CLAW-9 Assault: Stands for Corellian Lethal Assault Weaponry. One of the more recent variants of the rifle, it has a 75 round clip, with a 1000 round per minute firing rate. The bullets are thin, but the damage they do in about 2 seconds is amazing. This is my primary weapon, my "go to gun", the one that I would choose first out of my arsenal. I always have this clipped to my back, and it is easier to pull out. I have also upgraded it to implement poison darts as well.
Modified Helmet: My modified helmet, the following things were installed by myself. There is a communicator headset in the ear-part of the helmet, allowing myself to communicate directly with clients or targets. There is also a switch for the visor which allows the visor to alter it's vision into thermal energy. This allows myself to see my targets hiding behind objects.
Armour Suit: This suit is a medium suit, modified to my likings. The right arm has the concealed thermal blade attached inside. On the left, is a data pad installed within the wrist, for easy access. The armour is strong overall, but there are weak points, and apart from my hands, is very weak to lightsabers, but keep it on the "down low", huh? I could do without some Jedi wannabe knocking on my door.
Cortosis gauntlets: These gauntlets were stolen from one of my previous clients, a crime lord. These babies were very hard to get, and I managed to steal enough to make some gauntlets out of them. They can deflect lightsaber hits, very useful against a target with a lightsaber. These gauntlets may not look as strong as you think, but as wise men have said before, never judge a book by it's cover. These gauntlets can take a hit.
Sniper-Rifle: An unusual pick for a bounty hunter with my personality, however, this baby is one of my most prized possessions. She has a 15 times zoom scope with a modified extended magazine, and with a Full Metal Jacket bullets, allowing for deeper penetration, to shoot through relatively thick material.
A pair of blaster pistols: These two would never let me down at close range, they were so powerful, and always backed up their attractive colours with a hell of a punch. I have adjusted these to fit on either side of my utility belt, and the holsters are modified for a quicker revealing of these two.
Ion/Frag Sticky Grenades: These grenades were modified to my liking, I taped one side of them, to create a sticky grenade which I could throw at my enemies, or use to destroy walls and infiltrate various buildings to assassinate my next target. It's annoying when I have to purchase more though, huh.
Thermal Hidden blade: A concealed heat-injected blade in my wrist, when it is ejected out of my wrist, it would be heated by thin rods within it, in the duration of about 5 seconds. After heating the blade, it would cut through various metals and puncture my enemies' armour and such. A great factor when using it in close combat. When sliding it back into my wrist, there is a cooling mechanism which stops my arm from being fried.
Modified Helmet: My modified helmet, the following things were installed by myself. There is a communicator headset in the ear-part of the helmet, allowing myself to communicate directly with clients or targets. There is also a switch for the visor which allows the visor to alter it's vision into thermal energy. This allows myself to see my targets hiding behind objects.
Armour Suit: This suit is a medium suit, modified to my likings. The right arm has the concealed thermal blade attached inside. On the left, is a data pad installed within the wrist, for easy access. The armour is strong overall, but there are weak points, and apart from my hands, is very weak to lightsabers, but keep it on the "down low", huh? I could do without some Jedi wannabe knocking on my door.
Cortosis gauntlets: These gauntlets were stolen from one of my previous clients, a crime lord. These babies were very hard to get, and I managed to steal enough to make some gauntlets out of them. They can deflect lightsaber hits, very useful against a target with a lightsaber. These gauntlets may not look as strong as you think, but as wise men have said before, never judge a book by it's cover. These gauntlets can take a hit.
Sniper-Rifle: An unusual pick for a bounty hunter with my personality, however, this baby is one of my most prized possessions. She has a 15 times zoom scope with a modified extended magazine, and with a Full Metal Jacket bullets, allowing for deeper penetration, to shoot through relatively thick material.
A pair of blaster pistols: These two would never let me down at close range, they were so powerful, and always backed up their attractive colours with a hell of a punch. I have adjusted these to fit on either side of my utility belt, and the holsters are modified for a quicker revealing of these two.
Ion/Frag Sticky Grenades: These grenades were modified to my liking, I taped one side of them, to create a sticky grenade which I could throw at my enemies, or use to destroy walls and infiltrate various buildings to assassinate my next target. It's annoying when I have to purchase more though, huh.
Thermal Hidden blade: A concealed heat-injected blade in my wrist, when it is ejected out of my wrist, it would be heated by thin rods within it, in the duration of about 5 seconds. After heating the blade, it would cut through various metals and puncture my enemies' armour and such. A great factor when using it in close combat. When sliding it back into my wrist, there is a cooling mechanism which stops my arm from being fried.
Ship
The Polaris, such a beautiful name, for such a beautiful ship, shame I didn't name it The Aeraiath, the 'Aeraiath' part touches me in the soft spot for some reason. She came with a pair of ion repeater cannons and one heavy ion repeater cannon. The way she was made was for vertical travel, but she can be adjusted for horizontal travel, amazing, right? Her wings made it easier to manoeuvre through the galaxy and she even had some decent interior space. All I could fit was a corridor, the cockpit and some sleeping space, but that is much better than my previous transport services. I'm still attempting to get a hyperspace beacon installed, but they are very, very hard to get. Guess you can't have everything, right? Well, not yet.
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