Star Wars Freeform poll/planning

Butters votes for C/3 AKA the legacy Era or whatever you decide on calling it.

Name: Ar'daleth Varsus

Gender: Male

Race: Epicanthix

Age: 37

Force-Sensitive: Yes, unknown and untrained.

Appearance: Tower is 6 feet, 1 and a half inches tall (1.85m) and 210 lbs. Because of the heavy metal armor he carries, and because of his heavy training regimen, nearly all of that weight is muscle, with only 6% of his weight actually being fat. His hair is kept short in a buzz cut, as to not interfere with his helmet. Though like most Mandalorians who treat their armor as their second skin, He can very rarely be seen removing it, giving his skin a pale tan color, and leaving him with black hair and brown eyes. Though Tower has no scars of mark, his armor under close inspection is riddled with dings, dents and burn marks, though from a distance this is not noticeable as it has been painted over so many times.

Personality: Like most Bounty Hunters, Tower abides by most of the Bounty Hunters Creed. Unlike other bounty hunters, it only extends to members of the Ghost Syndicate and other Mandalorians, of which he considers them to be family. This is because of the destruction of the Bounty Hunters Guild, and is based more on the lack of trust shown between hunters now. He does not show much respect for those he refers to as 'rookies,' who are sometimes very skilled mercenaries that have just joined the Ghost Syndicate. After they have stayed on for a while and proven themselves in combat, his definition of family will extend to them as well.

Faction: Ghost Syndicate

Rank: Member of Phantom Team

Notable Members of Phantom Team: Angel: Female, Aerial Specialist
Archer: Male, Marksman
Bullseye: Male, Marksman
Death: Male, Assassination
Emperor: Male, Team Leader
Hierophant: Female, Seduction
Joker: Male, Deception
Justice: Female, Law Negotiating
Livewire: Male, Electronics
Magician: Male, 'Magic,' (Force)
Napalm: Male, Pyrotechnics
Shadow: Male, Melee Combat
Temperance: Female, Negotiating
Tower: Male, Wild Card

Equipment: Jet Black Mandalorian armor made of Beskar with a helmet with an advanced HUD modified by the Ghost Syndicate. A Model AXM-50 "Blast and Smash" energy rifle, a Neural Inhibitor and Electronet, A black stun cloak worn on his right side, and a JT-12 jetpack. On his left hip he has a Dissuader KD-30 slugthrower pistol. On his wrists he has a ZX miniature flame projector, a DUR-24 wrist laser, and an MM9 rocket system. Lastly, though he is not very skilled with it, he has a curved hilt lightsaber with a black blade and he uses it in the first form of Shii-Cho. Depending on his current mission, he can also be found carrying other weapons specific to his objectives.

Ship: Ghost of Solitude, a freighter ship which has been repurposed and mounted with a large array of guns, heavy shielding, and living quarters for up to 300 crew. It has been disguised to resemble a normal freighter and has numerous fake holds, walls, traps, and other devious machinations befitting a Bounty Hunting vessel.

Background: In his early life, Ar'daleth lived a normal life for a Mandalorian youth, being taught by his father to hunt and be a warrior, and playing bolo-ball in his free time. His life continued this way until he came of age, at which time he began taking small taking on small bodyguard contracts with one of his brothers.

When one of his sisters was gravely injured in her own line of work, the family broke into separate paths, to best find ways to pay for medical treatment. Stumbling on the Ghost Syndicate, he joined up and quickly proved himself, sending most of his income to pay for his sisters medical treatment. When the Yuuzhan Vong invaded, he answered the call of Mandalore, and along with the rest of the Ghost Syndicate, spied then fought with the rest of the Mandalorians.

With the threat destroyed, he stayed on with the Ghost Syndicate, taking jobs for the Galactic Alliance and serving largely with his team as specialized bodyguard groups for senators and admirals worried about assassinations.

Info on Ghost Syndicate: The Ghost Syndicate is a mostly Mandalorian mercenary group which will serve as hit-men, bounty hunters, and bodyguards. They will take most jobs, using their highly skilled personnel, so long as the jobs do not go against the Bounty Hunters Creed or against Resol'nare.

Name: Jax Tolorna

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Age: 26

Force-Sensitive: Yes – A Jedi Padawan , who never quite got trained beyond the Padawan level after being separated from the other Jedi upon the occupation of the Jedi temple on Coruscant. Most of his abilities revolve around defence and healing, though his main ‘focus’ is battle meditation, which hasn’t been trained beyond him being able to boost or reduce the skills of 4-8 people around him.

Appearance: Wears plain grey slaves clothing, covering his entire body, making him look like every other slave, has short bright blond hair and pale green eyes and pale skin.

Personality: Jax is a young ‘man’ full of doubt and fear. He is cautious, and kind, caring for all life. He does not act on impulse and usually needs time to calculate all the options. He is intelligent, but likes to hide it, preferring to seem on a level equal with all life, though his interests are in the great mysteries of the universe, he will often let his doubt cloud his judgement. He doesn’t believe he is good enough for the role of a Jedi. Though to those that know him, his doubt can be erased if he is supported… This unfortunately leaves him vulnerable to manipulation however.

Faction: Former member of the Jedi Coalition

Rank: Padawan

Equipment: None, his lightsaber was lost, and any other Jedi equipment was confiscated on his capture.

Ship: None

Background: Born on Felucia some fourteen years after the battle of Yavin, Jax was the child of a couple hiding away from the rest of the universe. Jax was never told the reason why, not that he ever thought to ask. This isolationism did come at a price. Due to the nature of Felucia, in its relation to the Force, Jax’s force sensitivity was lost in the cloud. So he spent his childhood in the jungles of Felucia, harvesting mushrooms and other such plantlife for his parents. Felucia was a dangerous place, the other local immigrants often referred to it as the “flowery hell” of the universe. Over the years Jax would have many accidents, either caused by the natives or otherwise… though it never kept him down for long. The Jedi that eventually discovered him attributed it to the force, though Jax was resistant to the idea at first.

Eventually, Jax was discovered by the Jedi Knight Mestra Baptiste, a few years before the fall of Felucia at the hands of the invading force of the Yuuzhan Vong. Mestra, having foreseen a conquest (though the details eluded her), took Jax away from the danger and his parents and back to the Academy on Yavin IV, where he began using hone his skills as a Jedi. When he was around 9 years of age, Jax assisted in the defence of the Jedi Praxeum. His efforts were of little consequence however, due to his lack of any real skill at such a young age. Nevertheless, he defended valiantly in the face of danger.

The next few years were a time of great peril, for the galaxy, and for the Jedi. Jax was still in training when the Yuuzhan Vong invaded, spending most of his time held up in the Jedi Praxeum. That was until it was assaulted by the Peace Brigade. Though the Jedi attempted to defend their home, they were ultimately forced out, and retreated into the jungles, and the Praxeum was destroyed. It would be some time before Jax would have a proper home, but eventually the Shelter in the Maw became home to Jax and the other Jedi, where he would remain until the end of the war.

By the end of the war, Jax was now a Padawan, and assigned to Jedi Knight Mestra Baptiste, who had discovered him in the first place. It was noted the two had a personal connection, like son and mother, which seemed to sooth the boy, as he realised Felucia’s fate, and that of his parents, who had been finally registered as deceased. The two trained at the academy on Ossus, though once the temple on Coruscant had been completed, the two was moved there to continue Jax’s training.

When the temple on Coruscant was about to be invaded at the hands of the GAG, Jax was one of the Padawans set to be evacuated with Mestra Baptiste. However, with all the confusion in the haste of retreat, Jax absent mindedly left his lightsaber in the temple itself. Not only that, he would get separated from the rest of the Jedi and forced to flee into the streets of Coruscant. Eventually he would make his way off planet by stowing aboard a civilian craft. He didn’t know where the trader was going, but as he realised he had lost his lightsaber, the shame began to seep into him. So much so he began to mistrust himself. In his solitude and shame, Jax began to believe that he was not deserving of the role of a Jedi. Soon enough Jax firmly believe it and thought about turning his back on the Jedi order.

As this doubt seeped in, pirates attacked the ship he was aboard. With its engines disabled, the ship was at the pirate’s hands, and the crew was taken as slaves. Jax, although he eluded the pirates for some time, also fell into the hands of the Pirates, who instantaneously recognised Jax for what he was.

Initially the pirates were set on ransoming Jax to the Galactic Alliance, however upon interrogation, Jax revealed his ability for battle meditation. The pirates, knowing the young Jedi was defenceless, took him aboard their stolen CR90 Corvette (the Grey Blaze), where they segregated him away from the other hostages. There they kept him for months, as they initiated their plan. They would force Jax to use his battle meditation, in return for the lives and the well-being of the other slaves aboard the vessel. Since then Jax has been under the form of the pirates, using his battle meditation whenever they assault another vessel , biding his time until he and the other slaves can escape.

Name: Valentin Serav

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Age: Thirty-six standard galactic years

Force-Sensitive: Nope

Appearance: Val is a fairly clean-cut man, light of skin but dark of hair and eye. He stands a little under six feet, weighs around a hundred and eighty pounds. He's in passable shape, not particularly fit but clearly relatively athletic. He wears his hair relatively long, often swept laterally or backwards. There's a small scar below his left ear beneath which a subcutaneous comlink implant is hidden, and a few other minor scars across Val's body - mostly the result of minor scrapes or cuts.

Val's clothing is something similar to what you might expect a pirate to wear. He wears a long-sleeved shirt underneath some scavenged plastoid armor - chestplate, boots, and thigh protection - in relatively good condition, beneath a relatively light traveling cloak. A pair of gauntlets are never far from Val, either; the various attachments and cortosis fiberweave - enough of the material to withstand a brief lightsaber strike - pretty much ensure that.

Personality: Val treats his job much like he would a business. It's very distinct from his personal life, and he tries his best to keep personal views and issues from affecting his performance - tries to respect that his work gets violent, but is generally for the greater good. Val usually does a pretty good job of keeping that detachment, but it's hard sometimes. He's a bit of an altruist, beyond that; always trying to help those who need it, always trying not to hurt anyone he doesn't have to. He probably would have made a good Jedi in another life.

Faction: Galactic Alliance Intelligence - temporarily on loan to Galactic Alliance Guard for assistance in deep-cover antipiracy operations

Rank: Lieutenant

Equipment: Val actually carries quite a few weapons, concealed and rarely-used though many are. His primary weapon is a DE-10 blaster pistol, displayed prominently on his right hip. He also makes a point of carrying one holdout blaster in his left boot, a pair of small vibroblades at the small of his back, and wouldn't be caught dead without his gauntlets - both of which house a cut-down, miniaturized, experimental wrist blaster with enough charge for one shot each. Val is also familiar with most other common types of weapons, and has been known to wield such weapons as full-sized vibroswords, blaster carbines, and sniper rifles when his mission calls for it.

Other commonalities on his person are a datapad, a liquid-cable launcher, and two comlinks. One is his GA Intelligence-issue subcutaneous comlink; the other, a more public model which attaches to the underside of either bracer and connects to a wireless earpiece.

Ship: N/A

Background: Born to a Coruscanti father and a Naboo mother, Val spent much of his childhood and early years on the latter planet. He lived the life of the affluent, never really wanting for anything and never really . He applied to be an analyst with Galactic Alliance Intelligence right out of college, stayed there through the remainder of the Yuuzhan Vong War. Val didn't earn a promotion to field duty until a few years later, primarily antipiracy operations - much the same as he's been doing for the last few years. He's spent the last few months infiltrating a group of pirates aboard a Corellian Corvette, the Grey Blaze, under the name of Fileran Zykov.

[Crap history, but it'll do]

Name: Lucas Vega

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Age: 15

Force-Sensitive: Yes, unknown.

Appearance: 180cm, 60kg, brown/blonde hair, cyan eyes, pale skin, athletic body. When fighting he dons a pair of cyan boxers. When in the streets, he has a pair of charcoal jeans and a cyan dress shirt.

Personality: Lucas doesn't talk to people much, he's very lonely.

Faction: N/A

Equipment: Handwraps and footwraps for fighting. Commlink. Credit Chip (100,000).

Background: Lucas was born on Coruscant, the neon planet. His life was normal, until he was thirteen, when one day, his parents never came home. He found a few days later, they had been killed by a bounty hunter looking for a young, force-aligned man. Unknowing to Lucas, it was him. He spent a few months thinking about what to do, until he walked down the street, towards the cantina. Before he could enter the door, a drug-addicted man grabbed Lucas and tried to rape him in an alleyway. Knowing the dangers of the streets, he kept a knife on him, which proved useful against his attacker. The last words the spice-fuelled man heard were Lucas saying, "Isn't this some fucked-up foreplay?" Before the cold steel punctured the man's heart. Seeing Lucas with a bloodstained knife, a man by the name of Marcellus Wallace approached Lucas, seeing as the boy knew how to defend himself and attack at the same time. Marcellus gave Lucas a job offer, if Lucas participated in fights once he reached fifteen, he'd have unlimited access to the training area, and he would be paid. When Lucas began his fights, he showed to be a very, very quick, clean and effective fighter. Now, with Lucas' new apartment and small fortune, he wonders what he'll do for the rest of his life. He knew that his adoptive father, Marcellus, would be ok with any dreams he persued.

Name: Dench 'ial

Gender: Male

Race: Jawa

Age: 30

Force-Sensitive: Yes force sensitive, Dench lacks in mind tricks, and sensing other force users, but makes up for it in his use of pushing, pulling, choking, and picking up objects, as well as one of his more recently learned abilities: Force lightning.

Appearance: Dench is as typical as most Jawa in few ways but is mostly similar in his appearence he for example wears typical jawa robes, and has bright yellow glowing eyes which perforate the shadows of his hood, his clothing has little adaptions from the ordinary Jawa, but the differences that do exist are as follows: Rather than packs on his sash he has two light sabers, and a mini-translator droid hanging from it.

Personality: Dench is cunning, spry duelist, and enjoys adventure almost as much as scavenging for spare parts, but his fatal flaw is that he is prone to being gullible, and tends to change his mind fairly quickly.

Faction: Former member of the Jedi order

Rank: previously a master Jedi

Equipment: For being of a scavenger species Dench surprisingly doesn't carry much gear on him, he keeps his two light sabers strapped to his sash, as well as a mini-translator droid which also fits on his sash. One of the light sabers was self manufactured by Dench with help from his dark-Jedi master, which used a Krayt dragon crystal that emits a black blade, the saber is fairly plain in appearance, it was smaller, and thinner than most handles (for better use by a jawa) the metal used had a purple hue, and used a curved hilt design which ended in a sharp metal point, the other light saber's previous owner was Jax Tolorna(read history for more details), which emitted a green colored blade.

Ship: YT-1300

Background: Originally Dench 'ial was born of the Nkik jawa tribe, he was raised by his clan-mates from a young age to scavenge for parts, and how to assemble, and fix machinery.

Unfortunately the young Jawa didn't remain in his cozy home (rusty sand crawler) for very long he was picked up by a Jedi visiting the planet of Tatooine, because of the Jawa's midichlorian count, he was accepted by the jedi council, and allowed to train with the younglings, his training went well, and he was found to have an adeptness with the Force.

The young Jedi Blossomed into a young-Jedi-man, and accordingly he was promoted to the rank of master at the age of 30 he had become highly trained in a combination of Shien (Form 5) and Ataru (form 4) as well as many aspects of the force.

It wasn't long after Dench's promotion that the Jedi temple came under attack by the GA he was forced to evacuate but on his way out he grabbed a lightsaber he found laying in one of the halls of the temple, he figured it best to keep it with him, in the event he could return it to it's rightful owner. The Jedi's had become exiled, and Dench was no acceptation he fled to a planet in the outer-rim, where by chance he met a Dark-sider well trained in the arts of the force, originally Dench denied the teachings of the Dark-sider but in time was swayed with the promise of power, he figured he may be able to save the Jedi from the GA with his help. The two began training in two different fields: The Dark-sider taught him the basics of Juyo (form 7) as well as several dark side of the force techniques such as force lightning, which Dench became well adept to.

In two months time the dark-sider had taught Dench the basics of what he knew, and using his new found strength, Dench struck his master down. Dench felt the need to change the hue of his green lightsaber to something that matched his other one better, something a bit more evil looking. He decided to go to The Arkanian home-world, to purchase (or steal) diamonds, he was rooting around in one of the mines where he encountered a young Arkanian known as Kairon Saneszh, he found the kid using basic force pushes while in the mine. He confronted the young force user with the promise of personal freedom, and power he convinced the Kairon to join him, and almost completely forgot about procuring a diamond for his new saber.

After staying on the planet to teach the apprentice the basics of the force, Dench decided to get his new apprentice a light saber with which to duel, so he and his new companion set off to coruscant, in order to break into the Jedi temple to procure a new light saber.