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NAME: Zane Hazino
FACTION: Zane
RANK: Bounty Hunter
SPECIES: Human
AGE: around 20 or 21
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6'3
WEIGHT: 214 lbs.
EYES: The color of sea glass green.
HAIR: Long, and black.
SKIN: Tan.
CREDITS: 1,000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Raised scars criss-crossed on his back.
FORCE SENSITIVE:No.
STRENGTH: 8/10
DEXTERITY: 6/10
CONSTITUTION: 9/10
INTELLIGENCE: 8/10
WISDOM: 6/10
CHARISMA: 0/10
SKILLS:
He kills quickly and silently.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
His only weakness is that he does not feel. His strength is in his determination to be the best at what he does. His only thought, "Kill."
GEAR:
Long double-edged sword. Daggers in his boots and whatever thats around him that he can use as a weapon.
PERSONALITY: He is a cold, brutal killing machine. He knows no mercy. A constant hunger eats at him to kill and with bounty hunting, at least he gets paid. Death is his friend and torture is his lover. The only time he feels is at night when the nightmares come and he wishes to be normal and know what its like to without this plague upon his mind which cancels out any emotion and simply calculates his next kill.
He wonders often what stimulated this, but not for long. He hopes for his own death more than anything else, but cannot take his own life, and none have been able to kill him.
HISTORY:
Zane wakes up in Coruscant wondering how he even got there. He has no memory of his life only his name and an instinct to take a man's head off his body. He is simply lying in an alley with a sword on his back and an ache he cannot name. He breathes in the cold night air and stands up. The lights of the city bring him out of the alley and onto the walkway. He sees a man walking towards him, but just stand there watching.
The man brushes against him as he walks by. Then in a hair of a second, he watches has the man's body falls to the ground sliced in half by the sword in his own hand. He feels the warmth of the man's blood spatter across his face and lifts a finger to wipe it off. What am I?Then lifting his finger to his mouth and licks it clean. Mm..fresh.
Zane wanders and sees a poster of a wanted man. Reward it says. And so his new life begins.
FACTION: Zane
RANK: Bounty Hunter
SPECIES: Human
AGE: around 20 or 21
GENDER: Male
HEIGHT: 6'3
WEIGHT: 214 lbs.
EYES: The color of sea glass green.
HAIR: Long, and black.
SKIN: Tan.
CREDITS: 1,000
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Raised scars criss-crossed on his back.
FORCE SENSITIVE:No.
STRENGTH: 8/10
DEXTERITY: 6/10
CONSTITUTION: 9/10
INTELLIGENCE: 8/10
WISDOM: 6/10
CHARISMA: 0/10
SKILLS:
He kills quickly and silently.
STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
His only weakness is that he does not feel. His strength is in his determination to be the best at what he does. His only thought, "Kill."
GEAR:
Long double-edged sword. Daggers in his boots and whatever thats around him that he can use as a weapon.
PERSONALITY: He is a cold, brutal killing machine. He knows no mercy. A constant hunger eats at him to kill and with bounty hunting, at least he gets paid. Death is his friend and torture is his lover. The only time he feels is at night when the nightmares come and he wishes to be normal and know what its like to without this plague upon his mind which cancels out any emotion and simply calculates his next kill.
He wonders often what stimulated this, but not for long. He hopes for his own death more than anything else, but cannot take his own life, and none have been able to kill him.
HISTORY:
Zane wakes up in Coruscant wondering how he even got there. He has no memory of his life only his name and an instinct to take a man's head off his body. He is simply lying in an alley with a sword on his back and an ache he cannot name. He breathes in the cold night air and stands up. The lights of the city bring him out of the alley and onto the walkway. He sees a man walking towards him, but just stand there watching.
The man brushes against him as he walks by. Then in a hair of a second, he watches has the man's body falls to the ground sliced in half by the sword in his own hand. He feels the warmth of the man's blood spatter across his face and lifts a finger to wipe it off. What am I?Then lifting his finger to his mouth and licks it clean. Mm..fresh.
Zane wanders and sees a poster of a wanted man. Reward it says. And so his new life begins.
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