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Shev'la during his final contract as a mercenary
Shev'la 'Shev' Vencu
SPECIES: Human
BIRTHPLACE: Manda'yaim
AGE: 24
HEIGHT: 6' 3"
WEIGHT: 190 lbs.
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
BIRTHPLACE: Manda'yaim
AGE: 24
HEIGHT: 6' 3"
WEIGHT: 190 lbs.
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
Faction: Mandalorians; Aliit Vencu
Rank: Verd
Rank: Verd
Brutal and aggressive training since he was a young child has molded Shev'la's body into the epitome of herculean fitness. His adoptive father was extremely militant in his boy's training regime, which consisted of long hours of brutal cross-training on top of hard physical labor on his father's farm and later mining beskar deep inside Mandalore. Later in life this training would be augmented by the necessity of fitness to survive in combat. Shev'la maintains his fitness levels with a wide variety of training regiments. Shev'la has piercing ice blue eyes in contrast with his dark blonde hair. Shev'la prefers to keep his mustache and goatee trimmed with the rest of his face being clean shaven, although long excursions during combat lead to a scruffier look that Shev'la allows in order to look more warlike for his enemies. Shev'la has a large scar on his left shoulder that is mirrored on his back due to a large-calibre slug passing through his body in combat. Other than that he has various small scars scattered around his body that can be expected.
Shev'la has a witty and often dry sense of humour, despite (or perhaps because of) being raised by a hard, unemotional father. Shev'la uses this humour and levity to combat his more violent and aggressive nature. Shev'la was also impulsive and too eager for his own good, but this was slightly tempered with more exposure and experience in combat. Shev'la has little love for those who aren't his vode. Shev'la cannot tolerate anything he perceives as laziness or weakness, among others or himself, and often holds himself to extremely high standards. He was taught a strong sense of brotherhood and loyalty, as well as being a hard worker and a hard charger on the battlefield. He cares little for the Galaxy at large, instead opting to only concern himself with 'mine and my own.'
Known Languages:
Mando'a-Fluent
Basic-Fluent
Bocce-Working knowledge
Huttese-Understands certain words and phrases
Skills:
High proficiency in long-range combat
Moderate proficiency in close-quarters combat
Ever-growing knowledge and proficiency with small arms
Prefers slugthrowers to energy weapons in most cases
Wilderness Survival
Mando'a-Fluent
Basic-Fluent
Bocce-Working knowledge
Huttese-Understands certain words and phrases
Skills:
High proficiency in long-range combat
Moderate proficiency in close-quarters combat
Ever-growing knowledge and proficiency with small arms
Prefers slugthrowers to energy weapons in most cases
Wilderness Survival
Shev grew up very similarly to most Mandalorian boys. He was born and raised on his father's farm and began learning how to be an honorable Mandalorian before he can even remember. Almost since he could walk his days started early with intense training by his father, Tracyn, coupled with hard work on the farm. Shev's father was not a particularly emotional man, and was not prone to mince words. He was tough, but loved his son and raised him hard to protect him. Tracyn had seen a spark deep within Shev very early on, and would make it his mission to fan the spark into a flame until his son was a warrior.
At age thirteen Shev began working the beskar mines outside of the village, which were long and wearying hours. Up until the age of twenty Shev mostly lived a typical Mandalorian life on Mandalore, as typical as that can get. By then he had gotten himself into innumerable fights, learning how to win and how not to lose the hard way. He chose to go with his best friend, Kad, to become a mercenary and more importantly, fight. His greatest warrior skillset bestowed upon him by his father was that of long-range marksmanship. Amongst his peers, and even his seniors, he was considered the best. Long weeks in the wilderness taught Shev a great deal about the art of marksmanship, for it truly was an art for him. He often bragged about being able to take a rifle to the very brink of it's effectiveness and then squeeze it out a little further. This skill grew and compounded exponentially over the next four years and served him well. Upon his departure, his father bestowed on him his custom-made rifle, which was crafted with the intent of giving it to his son.
Shev collected several bounties during those years, with a small handful being especially notable (and difficult). He even participated in several small-scale wars at the behest of those who paid well, as long as Shev didn't view them as cowards or tyrants. It was during his final contract that he earned his scar on his chest--and lost his best friend, whom he had taken most contracts with. Shev was unsure about the deal in the first place, it was a sketchy war between a decently-equipped and well trained arms dealer and a small government that Shev did not look favorably upon, but took the contract when Kad went ahead with it, with or without him. It was on a small Outer Rim jungle planet where the two stalked their target, the leader of this group, in an attempt to assassinate him.
The two spent several months gathering the proper intelligence and planning their action. Much of this time was spent undercover deep within this organization. It had taken them days to get in as far as they had without detection when (without any concern for alerting them), the contractor began an assault on the large compound. In order to not lose their target the bounty hunters had to compromise their stealthy entrance. Kad had managed to get a hold of an enemy uniform and hurriedly donned it to try and get close to the target while Shev covered him with a sniper rifle. As Kad closed in on his target, something happened and he was discovered, so Shev quickly dispatched the target as a small firefight erupted around Kad. It would have been preferable to take him out quietly with the poison Kad had concocted, but by then it was a moot point. Shev was doing well in holding them off as his friend exfilled quickly under fire. A sniper Shev had not seen in time managed to clip Kad. Unfortunately, the poison he was carrying was unsecured in an unarmored pocket and the hyposyringe was broken from the impact. Shev watched his friend bleed out and die from poisoning at the same time, furious with himself that he couldn't save his friend.
Shev managed to draw a bead on the enemy sniper at the same time the enemy sniper fired on him. The round hit Shev's unarmored body and left a gaping wound. He would learn quickly from that experience to wear his armor more often, even during these types of missions. Shev's round destroyed the enemy weapon and injured him with shrapnel. After quickly dressing his wound, which luckily passed through without causing much damage. The fact that it was an anti-armor round probably saved his life. Patched up and ready for revenge Shev disregarded the fact there was a war going on around him and began stalking the enemy sniper, only revenge on his mind. The enemy was skilled, but Shev'la managed to drive him far from his base of operations out into the wilderness, where he stalked and tracked for weeks, drying up his rations and living off the land. Shev ambushed his enemy at what he had determined was his regular watering hole next to a stream. Complacency in his enemy's routine was easily picked up on once he had driven the sniper to exhaustion.
The men duked it out for twenty minutes before Shev emerged victorious by plunging his enemy's own hunting dagger into his throat. Shev activated his homing beacon and the late Kad's ship arrived in time for him to egress and set a destination for his contractor's base of operations. That was the last thing Shev'la Vencu remembered well at all for a long time.
Weeks out in the jungle on top of his slug-wound had taken it's toll on Shev. He had lost a lot of blood and had picked up an infection. Luckily for him, his latest employer set him up in an advanced hospital where they saved not only his arm, but his life. He went in and out of consciousness for...well he wasn't really sure. When he finally came to, his medical bills had piled high, and had to sell Kad's starship to cover the expenses. Shev contacted Kad's father and mother with the news, and himself learned of the schism that had occurred to the Mando'ade while he was gone. This last contract, which had lasted so long and ended so badly, had kept Shev from fighting with for people to keep them united.
Shev'la made the decision to return home to his people and help rebuild them to their former stature...
At age thirteen Shev began working the beskar mines outside of the village, which were long and wearying hours. Up until the age of twenty Shev mostly lived a typical Mandalorian life on Mandalore, as typical as that can get. By then he had gotten himself into innumerable fights, learning how to win and how not to lose the hard way. He chose to go with his best friend, Kad, to become a mercenary and more importantly, fight. His greatest warrior skillset bestowed upon him by his father was that of long-range marksmanship. Amongst his peers, and even his seniors, he was considered the best. Long weeks in the wilderness taught Shev a great deal about the art of marksmanship, for it truly was an art for him. He often bragged about being able to take a rifle to the very brink of it's effectiveness and then squeeze it out a little further. This skill grew and compounded exponentially over the next four years and served him well. Upon his departure, his father bestowed on him his custom-made rifle, which was crafted with the intent of giving it to his son.
Shev collected several bounties during those years, with a small handful being especially notable (and difficult). He even participated in several small-scale wars at the behest of those who paid well, as long as Shev didn't view them as cowards or tyrants. It was during his final contract that he earned his scar on his chest--and lost his best friend, whom he had taken most contracts with. Shev was unsure about the deal in the first place, it was a sketchy war between a decently-equipped and well trained arms dealer and a small government that Shev did not look favorably upon, but took the contract when Kad went ahead with it, with or without him. It was on a small Outer Rim jungle planet where the two stalked their target, the leader of this group, in an attempt to assassinate him.
The two spent several months gathering the proper intelligence and planning their action. Much of this time was spent undercover deep within this organization. It had taken them days to get in as far as they had without detection when (without any concern for alerting them), the contractor began an assault on the large compound. In order to not lose their target the bounty hunters had to compromise their stealthy entrance. Kad had managed to get a hold of an enemy uniform and hurriedly donned it to try and get close to the target while Shev covered him with a sniper rifle. As Kad closed in on his target, something happened and he was discovered, so Shev quickly dispatched the target as a small firefight erupted around Kad. It would have been preferable to take him out quietly with the poison Kad had concocted, but by then it was a moot point. Shev was doing well in holding them off as his friend exfilled quickly under fire. A sniper Shev had not seen in time managed to clip Kad. Unfortunately, the poison he was carrying was unsecured in an unarmored pocket and the hyposyringe was broken from the impact. Shev watched his friend bleed out and die from poisoning at the same time, furious with himself that he couldn't save his friend.
Shev managed to draw a bead on the enemy sniper at the same time the enemy sniper fired on him. The round hit Shev's unarmored body and left a gaping wound. He would learn quickly from that experience to wear his armor more often, even during these types of missions. Shev's round destroyed the enemy weapon and injured him with shrapnel. After quickly dressing his wound, which luckily passed through without causing much damage. The fact that it was an anti-armor round probably saved his life. Patched up and ready for revenge Shev disregarded the fact there was a war going on around him and began stalking the enemy sniper, only revenge on his mind. The enemy was skilled, but Shev'la managed to drive him far from his base of operations out into the wilderness, where he stalked and tracked for weeks, drying up his rations and living off the land. Shev ambushed his enemy at what he had determined was his regular watering hole next to a stream. Complacency in his enemy's routine was easily picked up on once he had driven the sniper to exhaustion.
The men duked it out for twenty minutes before Shev emerged victorious by plunging his enemy's own hunting dagger into his throat. Shev activated his homing beacon and the late Kad's ship arrived in time for him to egress and set a destination for his contractor's base of operations. That was the last thing Shev'la Vencu remembered well at all for a long time.
Weeks out in the jungle on top of his slug-wound had taken it's toll on Shev. He had lost a lot of blood and had picked up an infection. Luckily for him, his latest employer set him up in an advanced hospital where they saved not only his arm, but his life. He went in and out of consciousness for...well he wasn't really sure. When he finally came to, his medical bills had piled high, and had to sell Kad's starship to cover the expenses. Shev contacted Kad's father and mother with the news, and himself learned of the schism that had occurred to the Mando'ade while he was gone. This last contract, which had lasted so long and ended so badly, had kept Shev from fighting with for people to keep them united.
Shev'la made the decision to return home to his people and help rebuild them to their former stature...
Weapons/Equipment
Teroch-21, Custom Slugthrower
Calibre: .338 Strill
Effective range: ~1900 m
Total Length: 38 in.
Extras:
-Integrated sound/flash suppressor
-Variable-zoom multispectrum scope
-Back-up iron sights
-Gauntlet Vibroblades
-Standard Mandalorian Supercommando Armor
-Due to safety concerns, Shev'la doesn't generally use a jetpack.
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BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
DUELING RING MATCHES:
GRAND TOURNAMENT MATCHES:
ROLE-PLAYS:
EDIT: Also I stole this format from Vencu, seemed to help me keep organized better than usual.
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