KAEL XINDAR
Owner: Marius Shae
Character Species: Socorran
Gender: Male
Age: 39
Height: 1.86 m
Weight: 83.7 kg
Character Move: 10/13
Alias/Nickname: Unknown
Personal Quotes:
"Can you keep a secret? Good, so can I."
"Most jobs are easy and cheap. Doing them anonymously, isn't."
"You're safe. No one rich enough to afford me wants you dead."
"The best references for my work, is that there *are* no references."
Character Health Points: 50
Character Initiative: 14
Morality: -26
Renown: 1
Spent FP: (unknown)
Appearance: Grey Cloak, Black Helmet & Armor Underneath
Character Points: 5
Learning: --
Teacher: --
Sims Left: --
Character Credits: 20,000 Cash (Other Accounts: Classified)
Force Sensitive? No
Force Path: No.
Force Rank: No.
Master: None.
Padawan(s): None.
Character FP: 2
Development Points: None.
Midichlorian Count: 6,803
Personality:
Gruff, laconic, and to the point. He is the quintessential lone wolf, doing things his way. While on the job, he is brutally efficient, and doesn't let much stand in his way. The one thing he will go out of his way for, is discretion and secrecy, ensuring that as little information about what and who was involved is left in his wake, as possible. Far from a blunt instrument however, he is a scalpel. A surgical weapon with which to excise whatever problem ails you, acquire that which you desperately need, or remove that which stands in your way, with little or nothing remaining to point back to you. All for a substantial fee, of course.
Character Bio:
Born amid the black desert sands of Socorro, there were extremely few prospects for a young man with ambition. Toughened by the desert wastes, hard work to survive, and nearly constant run-ins with the criminal element that dominated the planet, he longed for a way to escape the chaos of backwater life. When the chance presented itself, he took the first and best opportunity to get off the barren rock, and seek a life of order and structure, away from the constant criminality and banal savagery that went with it. When he saw an Imperial recruiting hologram, he felt himself filled with purpose for the first time. Upon joining the Imperial Stormtrooper Corps, he quickly gained a reputation for ruthless efficiency and intense focus on the mission, earning him a slot in the coveted ranks of the Stormtrooper Commandos.
Nothing is known about what missions he undertook during his 15 years of Imperial service, only that he sustained severe injuries and he was allowed to retire. One thing is for sure; He's not telling. It is heavily implied that anyone who finds out, will most certainly never be seen or heard from again.
What is apparent, is that while the idealism and enthusiasm for the Empire of his youth is gone, his singular results-driven focus is not. For him, the financial rewards of his skills are a secondary, but not unwelcome, concern. He definitely enjoys getting paid well for his services, but it is not the money that brings him satisfaction. Instead, the thing that he takes the most pride in, is that no one - with the exception of his satisfied clients and occasional partners - will ever know about his many exploits. He's just that good.
Connection with Other Characters:
Little or none. He likes it that way. The only thing he is comfortable having in common, is the job at hand... and maybe a quiet drink, if the swill is good quality enough.
Owner: Marius Shae
Character Species: Socorran
Gender: Male
Age: 39
Height: 1.86 m
Weight: 83.7 kg
Character Move: 10/13
Alias/Nickname: Unknown
Personal Quotes:
"Can you keep a secret? Good, so can I."
"Most jobs are easy and cheap. Doing them anonymously, isn't."
"You're safe. No one rich enough to afford me wants you dead."
"The best references for my work, is that there *are* no references."
Character Health Points: 50
Character Initiative: 14
Morality: -26
Renown: 1
Spent FP: (unknown)
Appearance: Grey Cloak, Black Helmet & Armor Underneath
Character Points: 5
Learning: --
Teacher: --
Sims Left: --
Character Credits: 20,000 Cash (Other Accounts: Classified)
Force Sensitive? No
Force Path: No.
Force Rank: No.
Master: None.
Padawan(s): None.
Character FP: 2
Development Points: None.
Midichlorian Count: 6,803
Personality:
Gruff, laconic, and to the point. He is the quintessential lone wolf, doing things his way. While on the job, he is brutally efficient, and doesn't let much stand in his way. The one thing he will go out of his way for, is discretion and secrecy, ensuring that as little information about what and who was involved is left in his wake, as possible. Far from a blunt instrument however, he is a scalpel. A surgical weapon with which to excise whatever problem ails you, acquire that which you desperately need, or remove that which stands in your way, with little or nothing remaining to point back to you. All for a substantial fee, of course.
Character Bio:
Born amid the black desert sands of Socorro, there were extremely few prospects for a young man with ambition. Toughened by the desert wastes, hard work to survive, and nearly constant run-ins with the criminal element that dominated the planet, he longed for a way to escape the chaos of backwater life. When the chance presented itself, he took the first and best opportunity to get off the barren rock, and seek a life of order and structure, away from the constant criminality and banal savagery that went with it. When he saw an Imperial recruiting hologram, he felt himself filled with purpose for the first time. Upon joining the Imperial Stormtrooper Corps, he quickly gained a reputation for ruthless efficiency and intense focus on the mission, earning him a slot in the coveted ranks of the Stormtrooper Commandos.
Nothing is known about what missions he undertook during his 15 years of Imperial service, only that he sustained severe injuries and he was allowed to retire. One thing is for sure; He's not telling. It is heavily implied that anyone who finds out, will most certainly never be seen or heard from again.
What is apparent, is that while the idealism and enthusiasm for the Empire of his youth is gone, his singular results-driven focus is not. For him, the financial rewards of his skills are a secondary, but not unwelcome, concern. He definitely enjoys getting paid well for his services, but it is not the money that brings him satisfaction. Instead, the thing that he takes the most pride in, is that no one - with the exception of his satisfied clients and occasional partners - will ever know about his many exploits. He's just that good.
Imperial Storm Commando Designation: TC-4282
Status: Retired - Honorable
Commendation: Yes
Operation: Classified
Injury: Left Abdomen
Cause: Suspected fragmentation from an MM9 Wrist Rocket
Status: Retired - Honorable
Commendation: Yes
Operation: Classified
Injury: Left Abdomen
Cause: Suspected fragmentation from an MM9 Wrist Rocket
Connection with Other Characters:
Little or none. He likes it that way. The only thing he is comfortable having in common, is the job at hand... and maybe a quiet drink, if the swill is good quality enough.