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Torlan "the Gunslinger" Kovacs
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NAME
Torlan Kovacs
SPECIES
Kiffar
GENDER
Male
HEIGHT
1.78 Meter
WEIGHT
66 Kilogram
AGE
53 Years
DOMINATE HAND
Ambidextrous
HOMEWORLD
Kiffu
JOB
Mercenary / Bounty Hunter
Faction
none
FORCE-SENSITIVE
yes
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COMPOSITION AND APPEARANCE
Torlan posseses long black hair, green eyes and slightly tanned, white skin.His beard seems to be kept short, however it is to be done under the category "fullbeard".One of his more distinguishing marks is the stripe tatoo on his nose, resembling his clan.His body is well trained, but shows when not wearing clothes, the scars of claw attacks from a trandoshan, which is shown best at his right eye.This scar, goes right over the eye, cutting the eyebrow in two but not seeming to have harmed the eye it self - stopping likely 3 centimeters under the eye.Kovacs' dark leather hat often throws a shadow over his face - revealing only the half of it.Allways seen with his dark brown leather trenchcoat (which length stops 30 centimeters before reaching the ground), two black leather boots, one leather glove at the right hand, a white shirt, dark brown leather pants and a blue piece of cloth, which he uses as mask - he also posseses a strapbelt, hung over his right shoulder and embattled at his belt (which shows the hilt for two colt-like slugthrower pistols) with the stock for a custom-made slug-shotgun.
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Equipment
- leather and textile Clothing
- a custom slugthrower shotgun-like with scope, and two custom slug-pistols (mentioned as colt)
- Datapad (used as Journal and as Contractorlist)
- a fake Datapad, looking like his own, but does not provide data and explodes when turned on
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PERSONALITY
Torlan is a serious and disciplined person, who allways finishes his contract at any cost.Mostly of the time, he does his jobs alone, and does not join a faction for a long time - though he sometimes agrees to long time contracts, working for a faction (and also with other people together) for quiet a time, but actually allways staying freelance.

As kid, he trained a lot under his fathers advisement, entering at this time the first steps to the path of a mercenary - which also marked some of his personality, meaning he is a reckless, serious, disciplined and quick aiming person.He seems calm in battles, trying to locate the enemy to eliminate him.
Under this shell, is also a bit of a normal citizen who likes to go to cantinas and drink some alcohol with friends.

LIKES AND DISLIKES
Kovacs' likes a good brawl, something that not really fits into his normally serious behavior - but if it comes to it, he is part of it.Partially, he is possesed by upgrading his 3 weapons to a maximum of possible options to get a 100 percent out of them.Despite those facts, he hates "lawful" people, who try to be heroes or paladins of factions - because those guys are a thorn in his eye, making his work a little bit difficult.


STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
Torlan is a well trained person, capable of good reflexes and strength, constitution and good knowledge of computers, and weapons.Though he lacks charisma, thanks to his serious looking and reacting, also he is not even near average wisdom - exceptions are the tales of the kiffar, which his mother and father told him often.

Allthough, he is a bit hotheaded, wanting to finish his contract at ANY cost, even if its shooting his own partner, if needed.

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Stats
- Strength: 7.5/10
- Dextery: 10/10
- Constitution: 6.5/10
- Intelligence: 8/10
- Wisdom: 4.5/10
- Charisma: 4/10
- Force: 7.5/10
Abilites & Skills
- Psychometry (10/10, born with this ability) - the Ability to read inanimate objects, and corpses memorys. (Force)
- Slugthrower Knowledge (9/10) - Torlan is able to modify a slugthrower weapon to nearly everything, atleast when he has the right parts for them.This also comes in handy when combat is approaching.Torlan knows how to reload the gun quick. (Intelligence, partially Dextery)
- Telekinesis (7.5/10) - After years of training, he learned to lift persons and heavier things, he is also capable of throwing those against obstacles, but not in a long range. (Force)
- Marksman (10/10) - Torlan is a good marksman, knowing where and when to shoot. (Dextery)
- Brawler (7.5/10) - If their is something Torlan could achieve only through physical training, it is the ability to punch/kick an enemy strongly. (Strength)
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HISTORY

EARLY YEARS

Torlan was born on Kiffu, the homeworld of his race - the proud Kiffar.Soon afterwards, his face got tatooed - showing now a stripe in blue at his nose, a colour not traditional given further from the markings of his mother.
Years were made out of training, and rarely playing with friends - but more often getting told tales by his mother, or his father about his clan.Though all this it ended with his begin of adulthood.

Beginning the Career

As he left his planet behind, he started his career with a contract for a man he knew as "The Duros", a hideous Neimodian who seemed to be allright, though he had a strange issue.He wanted to be a Duros.His contractor wanted him to kill a dangerous Trandoshan smuggler, who had his base on the famous planet of Coruscant.Eventually he landed, on his platform... resulting in the Trandoshan "greeting" him with his claws, scaring his body for the rest of his life with his digits.It was however, a short fight, as soon Torlan fired his slugpistol, the Trandoshan's heart stoped beating, resulting in his quick death.Torlan spat on his dead body, returning to "the Duros" to receive his rather... small payment and leaving the crazy neimodian behind, and working further.The next years were plagued by criminals and smugglers, nothing special.

"The Black Widow"

Torlan aged like every being, now at the age of 31, the beginning of a new standard year.An old contractor of his, a wookie naming himself Jartul - a rather wise and intelligent wookie, who left the dirty work to contractors like Torlan, or his human henchman - an Irony bigger then a dog that bites his master.

The language was not easy to understand for Torlan, due the fact wookies could not speak Basic because of their anatomy.But the contract was clear - find and capture "The black Widow", a dangerous women who was active in the corellian star system, smuggling spice like thruster head, gree spice, ryll, glitterstim and avabush.But also controlling other various trades... on her freighter.Forced to work together, Torlan docked at the freighter with his "partner" - a human male calling himself Cail.The henchmen charged towards them, shooting blindly, not trying to aim.One by one got shot down, resulting in a rather slow death through the slug-projectiles."Too easy..." Torlan mentioned towards Cail."What do you mean?" he asked back with a suspicous look."That were three men, and they ran into their deaths.You should think about it ... she wants to trap us too..." he said - both walked towards the next door, not lowering their guard - but Cail staid behind.
"What your doing..." he asked the man, aiming at his back.

"Your more worth dead to the Widow, then alive.So your going to die..." he ordered towards Torlan.
"You gotta be kidding!Forget about this crap, she will betray you AND you will get shot from her in the back." he tried to explain to the young kid.
"The wid..." was the last thing he could say - quickly Kovacs triggered the rifles mechanism, resulting in a shot killing the wretch.
"Your an idiot, Kid." he said towards the corpse, and made his way towards the bridge.He reached it - their were no enemys in his way, probably trying to ambush Cail - they thought he was succesful.The door slided open, the widow did not see it was Torlan, walking towards him ... giving her troops the sign to kill the allready dead boy.It happened fast, he packed the Widow, throwing her against a wall, knocking her out.The fire rate was high, but the troops untrained, but their number, was big - quickly his left arm was hit before the battle finally ended.Triggered by pain he screamed loudly.

Providing himself first aid on the ships Medical Center, the wound was first healed when returning with the captured woman, to the wookie contractor.
Work at this point, slowed down with interest.Kovacs searched further for work, but did not find anything...

"Descendants"

The cantina of mos eisley, gathering point for smugglers, gangsters and other kind of criminals... but rarely also Bounty Hunters.Torlan sat at a corner table, drinking the Alcohol-Drink nicknamed "Jawa Juice".A woman placed herself before him, but he simply ignored her for moments - she began to speak."Do you know who i am...?!" she questioned the Kiffar, he still ignored the female human, instead looking to the bar, seeing another woman, who looked like the black widow.Torlan didn't care for the moment, the bounty was off her head - though he was suspicous... "Look at me... you son of banshee!" she shouted nearly - angry the girl focused on him, moving her hand to a blasterpistol, waiting for the react of Torlan. "What do you want, Kid?" he asked calmly, however, he had his colt allready in the hand, aiming under the table at her.

"You killed our mother..." she barked in his face. "what do you think i want now..." with the blink of an eye, a loud shot was to hear, and the girls head fell on the table.
The woman at the bar turned quickly around, everything happened fast.The cantina tables flew to the ground, a bar fight triggered by the descendants of the black widow.Torlan did not saw her anymore, she was away - the only evidence of them was the corpse of the girl.A man, presumly a henchman of the females stormed at him, attacking him with his fists.Kovacs' dodged most of the hits, however the man was lucky that Torlan was partially drunk from the jawa juice - and so the henchman hit him some times.The fight ended, as Torlan shot him in the face - everything was quiet.
He kneeled before the corpse of the woman, reading her memorys, but the only thing he could find was past 5 Years, as the kids were onboard the ship of their mother, when Torlan captured her for his good friend Jartul.A year taking hunt was triggered - but Torlan did not capture the daughter, nor the henchmen of her.Though all this - work was now again a sparkling business, he got hired more and more... his mind was focused on this for the next years.



*Note that the stripe on his nose is not like the one of the Vos Clan. It is uprightdown.
*Feel free to comment, tell me what you don't like, and what you like - i take every comment neutral, since i want to know, what i could improve.
 
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