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Voice Actor: Liam O'Brien Sample Sample
Name: Thaw Walore
Faction: SSWIGSS
Rank: Specialist
Species: Omwati
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Force Sensitivity: None
Description:
Thaw is tall, thin and willowy, even by Omwati standards and is very frail. Before the amputation of his legs confined him to his hoverchair, Thaw measured over six foot tall and weighed just under a hundred and thirty pounds. He usually dresses in a flamboyant white outfit that is a cross between a lab-coat and something that would be appropriate at a congregation of the high-ranking Coruscanti elite. His suit-coat is made of tough material to withstand burns, acid spills, or tears caused by accidents at work. He has striking brown/orange eyes that stand out vividly against his pale blue skin and dark blue-black hair.
Physical Attributes:
Omwati are naturally frail creatures, but Thaw is an abysmally poor physical specimen even by their standards. He has the strength of a small child, and anything larger than a small blaster pistol is too heavy a weapon for him to effectively handle. Thaw has no training in any form of combat, and goes unarmed, accepting that if it comes down to a fight he's already lost. His only redeeming physical attribute are the quick and clever fingers that come from punching commands into a datapad and tinkering with equipment.
Mental Attributes:
Thaw is, by any standard, a genius, but the word hardly begins to describe his intellect. His encyclopedic mind holds the schematics to a million weapons and as many starships and vehicles. He can perform mental calculations at a speed that nearly rivals some older navicomputers, and his practical knowledge in engineering and cyberwarfare were unmatched by anyone he'd encountered before his twenty fifth birthday.
He has been exposed to the shady side of Coruscant's lower levels, and has more-than-dabbled in crime to fund his passion, but his overall firsthand knowledge of the Galaxy is still quite sparse. He does not have an attractive personality, but can confuse or intimidate sentients with rapid-fire technical jargon. Sometimes they'll give him what he wants just to shut him up, other times they agree out of fear that Thaw has, as he described, wired their newly modified blaster to blow if they don't.
Skills:
- Genius in the fields of mathematics, electronics, slicing, encryption/decryption, communications, mechanics and engineering.
- Highly knowledgeable in the fields of biology, specifically xenobiology, and medicine. (Mainly theoretical)
- Polyglot. (Basic, Ryl, Huttese, and Durese, among others, as well as over a half-dozen droid and programming languages)
- Accomplished explosives expert and strategist.
Strengths:
Thaw is invaluable when in his element. Faced with almost any piece of technology from anywhere in the Galaxy, Thaw would be able to take it apart and build a mid-size star cruiser before any onlookers can blink. His skills are of obvious value to any starship crew or military, espionage, or crime oriented group.
Weaknesses:
In most other situations, Thaw is more of a hindrance than a help. He relies on a modified hoverchair for transportation, having no biological legs. His personality can be annoying, though those with lighter attitudes consider him funny.
Gear:
Thaw's customized datapad allows for remote access, and potentially slicing, of most wireless systems. Naturally, it is also equipped to interface with common, and less-than-common computer terminals and droids. It is the slicer equivalent of a lightsaber, and one of Thaw's most prized possessions. It also holds schematics for obscure and exotic pieces of technology that he wouldn't expect to run into, and hasn't added to his encyclopedic memory. It is also equipped with a holographic interface to make interpreting 3D schematics easier, and to increase the display size.
Thaw also owns a personal fusioncutter that is a testament to his engineering prowess. It started life as a standard fusioncutter, and was in fact one of the first tools that Thaw ever owned. Since then he has upgraded it and taken it apart so many times that it is almost unrecognizable. The current version projects a plasma beam that is very nearly as powerful as a lightsaber. It can be shaped to Thaw's will within the maximum range of five centimeters and the maximum width of half a centimeter.
Thaw's hoverchair is designed to be as small and unobtrusive as possible while still functioning. It is circular, and barely large enough for a padded seat, a small control panel, and gripping handles on either side. It is delicate enough for fine control in cramped environments, such as the access walkways in large starships, but is low-powered, limiting Thaw's speed to what would be a slow jog for most species. The maximum height is two meters off a surface.
Thaw keeps a virtual arsenal of tools and miscellaneous spare parts in small storage compartments on his hoverchair and on his utility belt, including a rebreather, a powerful comlink, a multitool, a glow rod, and a small medkit. Finally, he has a pair of repulsorlift-equipped bracers that he invented and crafted himself that he keeps strapped to the back of his hoverchair for easy access. They are able to lift his body out of his chair in emergencies, or to preserve his dignity in matters of hygene. Thaw avoids using them in other situations because their small powerpack limits run time, and the stress on his forearms is painful and tiring for more than a few moment's use.
Personality:
Thaw is childishly enthusiastic about new ideas and technology,and pounces on any opportunity to speak with scientists as clever as he is. He is generally friendly to anyone, and he can be annoyingly cheerful. He is slightly socially clueless, and very eccentric. He treats everyone with the same amount of respect be they a Senator, Admiral, or grunt mechanic. His real joys in life are pet projects that grow to fruition and are proven on the field. To that end he is often tinkering with prototypes and upgrading existing systems.
History:
The Think-Tank:
Thaw was born on Coruscant to unknown parents that abandoned him as a baby in a slightly seedy medcenter with nothing more than a name. The doctors working there knew the black market value of a fresh Omwati child, and more specifically, a fresh Omwati mind. Thaw was given to a newly formed academy for brilliant and potentially brilliant children in exchange for a hefty "research grant" donated to the medcenter.
As an Omwati, his absorptive memory and natural affinity for science, mathematics, and engineering kept him firmly at the top of his class. He spent his early childhood as little more than a sponge for knowledge, taking in information and sustenance with the same omnivorous appetite. Social lives were discouraged at the academy to make way for studies, and this severely hampered Thaw's social skills later in life.
Thaw's life followed this rigid, but educational schedule until he reached the age of sixteen. For many years by that point, Thaw had been using some highly illegal monitoring and cheating technology with impunity, but his carelessness one day got him thrown out to the streets.
Petty Crime and Further Education:
There, after a mis-step that cost him his left leg above the knee, Thaw learned the value of the skills he had been taught. He got fitted with a primitive but serviceable mechanical leg and embarked on a life of combined cyber crime and intense education. Having seen how valuable his skills were, and how laughably easy they made it to divert sums of money for his own personal use, he had no intention of abandoning his studies.
Thaw acquired the use of a small residence and immediately enrolled in a number of virtual courses. This time his focus changed from the largely theoretical courses on an enormous variety of scientific fields to some very pointed and practical courses on weapons and armor modification, starship engineering, slicing, communications technology and encryption/decryption.
Feeling absolutely no need for a social life, and having developed no interests from his time in the academy except a fascination with engineering and slicing, Thaw rarely emerged from his home, and sometimes spent days without sleep to keep up with his demanding self-imposed course load. As his skills grew, Thaw was able to forge himself identification and offer anonymous weapons expertise, modifying anything that a customer showed him in exchange for a bundle of credits.
Taking the Next Step:
The profits he used mostly to bolster his array of tools and personal equipment. After eight years keeping a low profile, at the age of 24, Thaw decided that he'd learned more than enough to ensure his value as a tech for many years to come. He made the decision to drastically scale back his education and leave his limited life on Coruscant.
By this point, due to a life of almost complete inactivity, his legs had atrophied to become all but useless. Thaw made the radical decision to amputate them entirely, and replace them with a miniature fine-tuned hoverchair. Armed with his array of tools, the hoverchair, and his staggering intellect, Thaw began his true journey through the galaxy.
His talents quickly caught the interest of the Voice of the Void himself - The Faded Shroud's mysterious leader. Thaw encountered him in a virtual struggle where he very nearly stripped the Voice's anonymity away, but was eventually bludgeoned into virtual submission by the superior technology and resources of the Voice. The Voice offered Thaw a unique position in the Shroud; that of armorer, tech, engineer, and sometime medic. This decision was accepted by the Hand, the Shroud's day-to-day leader who was quickly forced to admit that Thaw was a formidable asset, in spite of the fact that he wasn't exactly what the group advertised for. When Madrar left the Shroud Thaw followed suit.
Role-Plays:
The Last Thing He'll Ever See - Mission for the Shroud
The Pit - Base of Operations for the Faded Shroud
Fated for Deletion - Mission for the Faded Shroud
Notes:
Feedback and criticism always welcome =)
I really want a picture that doesn't look like a joke.
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