Star Wars: Coming Of The One Unified(OOC)

[Chris_Reaper]

It is 509 ABY and the galaxy is at relative peace. The New Republic is thriving and the Jedi are more prosperous and successful than they've been in centuries past. The Sith are a struggling and dying breed, just barely clinging onto life...only a small conglomeration of Sith Lords existing in the vast underground expanses of Korriban. However in this relative state of calm, a new and unimaginable threat is about to rear it's head. You have the Jedi and the Sith existing on two extreme sides of the spectrum, yet there is a unique and very powerful faction on the horizon which seeks to restore balance to the Force, to merge light and dark. They are known only as the Order Of The One Unified, a collection of Gray Force users who seek to destroy anyone who isn't in perfect balance of light and dark. Their leader, a godlike being who calls itself "The One Unified" aims to tear down the universe, as he sees both the Jedi and the Sith as perversions of a corrupted Force, out of harmony with itself...out of balance. As The One Unified begin to mercilessly hunt down both Jedi Knights and Sith Warriors alike, the Light and Dark sides of the Force find themselves in an impossible situation.They must join together in a tainted alliance, or face utter annihilation. Can they stop this near all powerful threat before it tears the universe asunder?

Character Sheet

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Age:
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[Chris_Reaper]

Name: Darth Tragedis
Species: Human
Age: 38
Height: 6'2
Physical Appearance:
Personality: Tragedis is a classic psychopath. He lacks any kind of empathy and genuinely takes pleasure in the suffering of others. Yet he is not without a sense a honor and refuses to attack anyone unless it's in open combat as he views sneak attacks as cowardice. He is cold, calculating and cunning.
Faction: Order Of The Sith/Hutt Cartels
Rank: Sith Marauder
Occupation: Hutt Enforcer/Assassin
Weapon(s): Two Curved Hilt Lightsabers
Planet Of Origin: Jakku
Force Alignment: Dark Side
Bio:
The boy who would become the malignant Sith known as Darth Tragedis was born as Casyn Yuufarr on a slave colony in the back waters of the desert planet of Jakku. Being raised by his father, who himself was a negligent gambler, Casyn started exhibiting disturbing behavior as a toddler, and showed signs of being Force sensitive from almost the onset of his birth. Casyn displayed classic psychopathic tendencies as he began to enjoy torturing and killing small animals, such as Wampa Rats and Desert Skippers from the time he learned to walk. His father took little notice of his son's alarming pass times as he was to busy building up gambling debts. When he was only four years old, he was discovered by a wandering Sith Lord named Darth Demmonis. The Sith Lord discovered little Casyn playing in the sands dunes, covered in the blood of Wampa Rats and immediately picked up that the boy was a Force Sensitive. Furthermore he had an inherent dark nature due to his psychopathy…a perfect candidate for a Sith apprentice if there ever was one. Demmonis soon located the boy's father and without a second thought, decapitated the man with his lightsaber right in front of Casyn, who seemed to enjoy the carnage.

Lord Demmonis took Casyn back to his home base of Dathomir, where he began to aggressively train the boy in the ways in the Darkside of the Force. Casyn proved to be a very quick study and began to exhibit impressive Force abilities before the age of sixteen. But what he relished in and prized above all else was light saber combat. Casyn mastered the forms of Makashi, Ataru, Djem So and Juyo and even melded all four combat styles into a specialized hybridization fighting discipline he named Chakra. By the time he was twenty one, Casyn was one of the deadliest and fiercest light saber combatants in the known galaxy. Even Demmonis feared his apprentice to such a degree that he hoped he would never have to duel his young student. Two more monumental events would transpire to change young Casyn's life at the age of twenty one. He discovered the criminal empire of the Hutts and began a clandestine relationship with a young Chiss female named Starria'Vahh.


Starria'Vahh

Starria was under the tutelage of the a group of Night Sisters on Dathomir. Whilst in his Sith training, Casyn began to exchange in criminal dealings with various Hutt mobsters, who recognized the young Sith prodigy as an extremely valuable commodity to their illegal enterprises with his amazing Force powers, fighting prowess and his general enjoyment of bloodshed. They began to employ him as an Enforcer, which turned out to be very lucrative for the young Sith. At the same time, his romantic relationship with Starria blossomed and he seemed to develop a genuine affection for her. However at the age of twenty three, Lord Demmonis had caught wind of his apprentice's tryst with the young Chiss woman and sought to punish Casyn. Demmonis was a speciesist and looked down on inter species romances in addition to viewing the relationship as hindering Casyn from his Sith training. In an act of extreme brutality, he snaps Starria's neck right in front of his young apprentice. This would ignite a spark of rage inside Casyn that would only grow over time. It was in that moment, that the seeds of vengeance would take root in his mind.

Exactly two years later at the age of twenty five, Casyn would get his chance. Using his Hutt connections, Casyn challenges his master in open gladiatorial combat in front of a crowd of thousands. Fearful, yet impressed by his student's treachery and bravado, Demmonis dubs his apprentice, Darth Tragedis. The ensuing duel between the two Sith was one of the most brutal and bloodiest fights the Hutts had ever seen in an arena. Tragedis had the advantage of youth and skill, however Demmonis was no push over, even managing to cut off his student's arm with his double bladed light saber. Yet in the end, although grievously injured, Tragedis overwhelmed his master with the sheer ferocity of his attacks, beheading Demmonis the same way his master had beheaded his father. Afterward, he received a cybernetic arm and went onto to work almost full time for the Hutts as an assassin and ruthless enforcer, all the while continuing his study of the Sith, the Dark Side and his own immense power within The Force.

A few years after killing his master in open combat, Tragedis discovers a small hidden conglomeration of wayward Sith Lords on the ancestral planet of Korriban. Tragedis is a welcome addition to the group and it is here where he opens a well of sinister and forbidden knowledge of the Dark Side in the form of the Sith Holocrons hidden away in the decaying ruins of the Sith Academies. With his knowledge of the Dark Side increasing almost a ten fold, in the ensuing years, Tragedis has become a feared and adept practitioner of the Dark Side. Through his studies of the Holocrons, Tragedis has come to revere the ancient Sith Lords such as Darth Vitiate, Naga Sadow, Marka Ragnos and Exar Kun and has vowed to rise to their level of greatness within the Dark Side of the Force.

 

[Boba Fit]

Name:
Jhiti Olart

Species:
Nagai


Age:
26


Height:
6' 2"


Physical Appearance:

Jhiti Olart

Personality:
Charismatic, Intense, focused, highly disciplined, and no fear. As passionate in loving as they were in killing, a Nagai's honor told them that devotion to one's lover was the most important devotion one could ever offer; even if that devotion is unreturned. Honor is the basis of everything. In addition to martial ability, Nagai possessed a bizarre - and some would say cruel - sense of humor borne from generations of adversity under the Tof. Nagai duelists would often employ this wit in battle, which, when coupled with their charisma, often set opponents off-balance.

Jhiti has the traditional, cultural, personality aspects of the Nagai. She has no filter between her mind and her mouth. Whatever she is thinking, she has absolutely no fear in saying out loud. Just as for most Nagai, honor is paramount for Jhiti. Depending on who the perpetrator is, if someone stains her honor, she may challenge them to a duel or cut them down where they stand. unlike the Jedi she lives with, she has free reign of her emotions, and is not afraid to hold it over any Jedi. The 1 trait that that most Nagai have, which Jhiti does not strongly show, is the lust to kill. Don't misunderstand though, If someone has wronged her, or she is in battle, she will enjoy slaying her opponent. However, this Nagai does not take pleasure in assassinations, and things of the like.

Jhiti can speak 3 languages: Galactic Basic, Rough Mando'a, and Nagaian.


Faction:
Jensaarai/Jedi


Rank:
Jensaarai Defender


Occupation:
Jensaarai Liaison to the New Jedi Order


Weapon(s):
Lightsaber (Mestare crystal is used, which is what gives the blade its slight curve and point. Similar to a Katana.), Spun Cortosis/electromesh Armor combination

Spun Cortosis = Cortosis was a very rare, brittle, fibrous material that's conductive properties caused lightsabers to temporarily short out upon contact. This effect made cortosis a useful material for anti-lightsaber melee weapons, though with repeated strikes, a lightsaber could still cut through it. Cortosis, due to its energy resistant properties, was also resistant to blaster fire.

Electromesh = Electromesh was a type of armor known for its resilience against blaster fire. Commonly worn by Nagai soldiers into battle, Electromesh was a lightweight, black, form-fitting suit that incorporated small power cells that generated an energy field designed to absorb damage from energy weapons. Designed for maximum mobility, the armor did little hamper a Nagai's natural dexterity.

Jhiti's armor is tight and form fitting, with electromesh power cells that generate the described force field making the armor strong against energy weapons. Cortosis has been combined and spun into the armor set, which combined with the electromesh energy field, render to her basically impervious to blaster fire. Lightsabers only cut with consistently repeated strikes.

Planet Of Origin:
Nagi - Susevi


Force Alignment:
Gray


Bio:
Born on Nagi years after the reclamation of the planet with the help of the Mandalorians, Jhiti wasn't immediately recruited by the Jensaarai. Jhiti was raised in the typical style of Nagai culture. In Nagai culture, honor is everything. To honor the Mandalorians who helped the Nagai reclaim their home world from the Tof, Jhiti was given a Mandalorian female name. Trained in bladed combat from the time she could walk, Jhiti was an incredibly skilled swords woman. She was also trained in Martial arts, the Mandalorian way. Every day, she would train in swordsmanship and martial arts, till she reached the age of 16. At the age of 16, she made the decision to join the New Republic Military, as a transfer from Nagi.

From a young age, Jhiti seemed rather...gifted. Nagai were known for their dexterity, reflexes, agility, and speed both in and out combat. However, Jhiti had even quicker reflexes then most Nagai. She could almost react to things before they happened. Those around her on Nagi, didn't know that she was force sensitive, nor did Jhiti. It was just thought she was extremely gifted. Upon her comission into the New Republic military, she was promoted to be an Intelligence Officer. She was sent and stationed on Susevfi. Her task was two fold. Jhiti was ordered to work with the Jensaarai for intelligence gathering purposes to further the New Republic, as well as observe and watch the actions of the Jensaarai themselves.

As she was first introduced to the Saarai-kaar, Jhiti's force sensitivity was detected by the Jensaarai leader. As a couple weeks went by, Jhiti was constantly observed and engaged in discussion by the Saarai-kaar. At the time, Jhiti didn't know, but the Jensaarai leader was evaluating her. After a month on planet, Jhiti was summoned to the headquarters of the Jensaarai. She was tested, and shown to be force sensitive. After the revelation, and a long discussion with the senior member of the Jensaarai, as well as the Saarai-kaar herself, a formal offer was extended to Jhiti. She was requested to join the Jensaarai. At first, Jhiti's sense of honor wouldn't let her leave her position in the New Republic Military, and she declined. However, as she thought about it, and met with the Saarai-kaar more, she was convinced that she needed to be trained in the ways of the force.

Jhiti tendered her resignation to the New Republic Intelligence Corp, and officially became a Jensaarai apprentice. Due to her training from Nagai culture, she quickly became one of the best dualists in the Jensaarai. Within the first six months, she had constructed her lightsaber. The 7 lightsaber forms of combat known to the Jedi and Jensaarai became like a second nature to Jhiti and she perfected them almost instantly. What was more difficult for the Nagai, was the education and mastery of the force. Due to starting training at such a late age, it was expected that she would not be able to reach complete mastery in the normal amount of time. What her Jensaarai master didn't expect, was that the training Jhiti had received due to her Nagai upbringing, she had been unknowingly using the force already. When she was taught how to do things, it came easier as she found that she was already familiar with force usage to a certain extent.

Jhiti learned the Jensaarai specialities of complete force concealment, to the point that even the formal Imperial Inquisitors wouldn't know a force sensitive individual was nearby. She also learned the Jensaarai specialty of ballistakinesis. Some other force abilities she learned the basics of, were general telekinesis, force drain, and force reinforcement. By the age of 20, she completed her rite of passage, and became a fully fledged Jensaarai Defender. As part of her trial, she constructed her set armor. In an homage to her Nagai culture, she created a hybrid spun cortosis and electromesh suit of armor. The electromesh allowed for flexibility, letting a Nagai warrior take full advantage of their dextrous abilities. The Spun cortosis protected a Jensaarai from lightsaber attacks.

Shortly after becoming a Defender, Jhiti left Susevfi and joined the New Jedi Order. She was not a Jedi, she was still a Jensaarai, but Luke had allowed the Jensaarai to send members to the New Jedi Academy to train, an ideal held even now. Jhiti went to the Academy to further train and develop her force abilities.

After 6 years with the Jedi Order, her force abilities had grown considerably. Her force abilities equaled that of a Jedi Knight, while her lightsaber abilities were equal to those that sat on council. Possibly, surpassing them, but sparring was hard to determine. Due to her strong relationship with the Jedi, the Saarai-kaar appointed Jhiti as the new liaison to the Jedi Order. She was stationed at the Jedi headquarters and main academy. She planned to continue her force training, since it was the only area where she was lacking.​

 

[Chris_Reaper]

@Boba Fit
Good character, accepted.

 

[Red Thunder]

THE MYNOCK​

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[NAME: Sigwik]
[ALIAS, FOR THE NEW REPUBLIC: the Mynock]
[DEEP ALIAS, FOR SPYNET: Eyes]
[RACE: Bothan]
[BASIC DESCRIPTORS: 34 years old | 1.5m | 165 lbs]
[DISPOSITION: The Mynock has seen his fair share of the Galaxy, up to and including much of the nastiness that seems to be intrinsic to it. He has therefore adopted a rather cynical view of things, rarely taking anything at face value until he is able to verify it himself. Pleasant, and in fact rather jovial in his attitude, he seeks out a quick wit with whom to trade verbal jabs, viewing that a sign of an intelligent mind and therefore worth his time. Those of more serious demeanor, or indeed of any intense emotion apart from levity, the Mynock will go out of his way to bother, looking to break what he sees as a mask covering the true person, for he finds it difficult at best to believe that anyone could be alive for any appreciable length of time and not have in some form or fashion become as he has. In fact, his own levity only breaks when faced with a particularly difficult task, at which point he becomes focused and resents any interruption.
[FACTION: Ostensibly the New Republic, but only so far as his service to them serves the Bothan Spynet, to whom he bears the allegiance]
[RANK: The Mynock is designated Special Agent to the New Republic; in Spynet, he has no designation]
[OCCUPATION: Infiltrator]
[WEAPONS: Defender Sporting Blaster, a number of blast charges with remote detonators, and a scramble key for slicing]
[PLANET OF ORIGIN: Coruscant]
[PERSONAL HISTORY: Coruscant, for all its glamor and prestige, is rotten from the ground up, and the amenities of the wealthy and affluent sky dwellers never trickle down to the streets of the industrial centers below. Crime runs rampant, even under the New Republic, and little has changed in the shifting political clime to better the outcomes of the oppressed. No wonder, then, that even the oppressed should find ways to get back, to avoid oppression. To become a form of lesser oppressors themselves.
Sigwik was abandoned on the streets long before his recollection of the past started, and he grew up as any orphan might: pursuing his survival to the exclusion of all others. And he was good at it: a veritable nuisance, Sigwik was a natural at finding the smallest holes in which to crawl and the most obscure security gaps through which to hack. Nor was he ever located, either by official law enforcement or by criminal enforcers, and his reputation grew.
But he was not clever enough to avoid the Spynet. Ever present and ever connected, the Bothan intelligence network apprehended Sigwik when he was 15 years old and brought him into their fold. They offered him training and opportunity to pursue his own betterment, if he would but work as an infiltrator for them. He was apprehensive until they explained why he fit their qualifications. Satisfied, Sigwik accepted.
With years of experience, Sigwik earned himself a reputation, first with Spynet, then with the New Republic when he joined them on Spynet's orders.
There he remains, working as a spy and covert operative and passing information back to Spynet on the regular. But the work has become mundane, and predictable, and Sigwik craves a real challenge...]

 

[Chris_Reaper]

@Red Thunder
Good character, accepted.

 

[One Who Tames]

Name: Damion "Havoc" Wolf
Species: Human
Age: 35
Height: 6'2"
Physical Appearance:
Damion has a lean, powerful build, salt-and-pepper hair and eyes that are light enough blue to be considered gray. His body is adorned by many marks of battle, the most telling being a vicious blast scar running from his hairline down over his right eye to the jaw. In accordance with this, his right eye is a cybernetic replacement which mimics his natural color. As one might expect of a Mandalorian, he is frighteningly fit and trains regularly to stay in fighting shape.

His armor is primarily red and white with emblemry in yellow. The colors are darkened or muted so as to keep it from standing out too much (the red is darker to the point of crimson, the white more of a gray and the yellow more like tarnished gold).

Personality:
Damion is often considered cocky and arrogant upon first meeting him. Those who work with him know the man to be a professional. He picks his company carefully and tends to have a dismissive or antagonistic relationship with anybody he deems to be not worthy of his time.

It could be said that he has a sadistic streak, however the truth is somewhat more complex than that. Damion enjoys getting into a person's head and is constantly testing those around him. Because of this, he tends to enjoy both sides of the interrogation process.

He loves to fight but tends to pick his moments to outmaneuver and overwhelm his opponents. Because of this, he can be seen as a somewhat reserved, cagey fighter. Despite his vast array of expertise in weapons and his own small arsenal of hurtful implements, his favorite form of combat is unarmed; second to that are small blades.

Damion possesses a strong mind and incredible willpower. His pain tolerance is extremely high, although this is (somewhat unfairly) augmented by his dependency on pain medicine. Without his medication, he may become increasingly volatile. Otherwise, not much rattles him these days.

Faction: Independent
Rank: N/A
Occupation: Mercenary, Bounty Hunter (Specializing in hunting Force sensitives), Advisor, Combat Instructor

Weapon(s):
Powered Beskar'gam - His armor is a top-of-the-line suite of light powered exoskeleton. A full electronic kit is built into the suite which includes long range communications (capable of reaching low orbit), signal boosters (mostly for overpowering hostile ECM), frequency scanner and a light ECM package. Thermal imaging, short range sonic resonance, magnetic resonance, full vislight and starlight imagining along with rangefinders, windfinders and barometric readers are built into the helmet. The suite is rated for use in space and has ports to adapt additional environmental EVA gear for extreme situations. A vibro-blade punch dagger is built into the knuckle plate of the left gauntlet. A grappling launcher and stun dart launcher is built into the left vambrace. A short range flamethrower is built into the right one. The suite itself is plated in beskar with a backing of thin, high purity cortoses weave. Powered servos within the armor grant the wearer substantially increased physical strength.

Verpine Shatter Rifle - This rifle is a larger version of the famous and expensive Shatter Guns built by the insectoid Verpine. The weapon is silent with a long range and is capable of delivering a devastating amount of kinetic energy to a target despite its small projectile. Damion's is reinforced with a heavy armored external casing to overcome the weapon's normally fragile nature and is fitted with an under-slung micro rocket launcher. The ordinance varies based on his mission but he usually carries a number of thermobaric and armor piercing rockets just in case. This is one of his primary weapons for hunting force users as the Shatter Rifle's small, high velocity rounds are difficult to counter and the overpressure from the thermobaric rockets tend to overwhelm jedi who do not focus on defensive arts. Just in case, he also has a set of high purity cortosis projectiles.

Heavy Blaster Pistol - A high power heavy blaster pistol.

Explosives - An assortment of grenades, shaped charges, breaching charges, demolition charges, etc. which he picks from as the need arises. Normally, he carries a pair of concussion grenades and a thermal detonator for emergencies.

Light Repeating Blaster - A variant of repeating blaster similar to the ancient T-21B heavy blaster of the Empire. It is optimized for long range direct fire. The rate of fire may be increased with a separate backpack mounted power unit.

Vibro Machete - A machete that vibrates.

Hunter's Knife - A knife for hunting.

Heavy Flamethrower - A rifle-sized flamethrower unit with a backpack mounted binary fuel and compression tank. Projects a sticky, flammable liquid much like napalm that emits toxic fumes as it burns. The binary fuel is mostly inert even after it is mixed and is ignited by a high energy plasma arc. This is Damion's other force-sensitive hunting weapon - for when taking them alive isn't necessary.

GAT-12m Modified Skipray Blastboat - The Skipray Blastboat is a long range warp-capable starship. While it is officially a heavy assault fighter, some registries designate it a capital ship due to its immense power output, weaponry and heavy shielding. The 12m model features improved realspace and hyperspace performance, exchanging its class 2 hyperdrive for a class 1 and greatly beefing up its already powerful engine.

A standard Skipray has a twin-linked "Tru-Lok" laser cannon turret on a dorsal mount with three medium ion cannons (one in each "wings" and one in the nose), a heavy proton torpedo launcher with four torpedoes and a heavy concussion missile launcher with eight missiles. Damion has since modified his Skipray, replacing the nose-mounted medium ion cannon with a tractor beam projector and deployable heavy flamethrower. His vessel has been optimized for operation by two crew (himself and his pilot) and two cryo-stasis pods have been installed for emergencies and for recovering bounties. Two light speeders are carried for personal transportation.

His pilot and co-fighter, a man named Jackson "Bishop" Hale, carries a concussion rifle and blaster pistol.

Planet Of Origin: Born in deep space
Force Alignment: Overwhelming Conventional Force

Bio:
Damion never knew his mother. His father was a respected Mandalorian named James "Warden" Wolf. He was raised in the typical Mando way, accompanying his father on missions and learning by example and first-hand experience how to perform in the field.

One of these missions was a long-term contract on a world that the Republic had forgotten about. It was in a near constant state of civil war as factions vied for control over the government and the planet's resources. James was on the side of the Federalists as an advisor and instructor. His main job was to hand-pick and train special forces operatives for the Federalists - a task that he excelled at and enjoyed.

Despite his many years of loyal service, the Federalists grew suspicious of James. A plot was hatched to eliminate him and the very commandos he had trained were sent to kill him. This failed, of course. The Warden took his son, gathered his things and stole an ancient Turbostorm gunship then flew to the Federalist capital to terminate his contract. He did this by burning down the building. Then he retreated to the spaceport where his own starship was docked and made a daring escape into space. Damion was just a child during this incident and barely remembered any of it.

Years later, while performing recon on another mission, James ran into two of his trainees from the Federalists who hadn't been present in the attack against him. He let his guard down and they ended up shooting him in the back. Although they ignored Jame's son, young Damion was old enough to remember this moment and vowed to get his revenge.

Damion was taken in by a friend of Jame's who finished training the young man. During one job which took them to the Inner Rim, Damion (who was now into his teen years) found himself in the company of some elite Echani trainers. Ever the bold one, he challenged an Echani woman close to his age to a spar while his guardian and the other trainers talked amongst themselves. The spar was far from one-sided and there was no clear victor. Damion was not as quick as the young woman but was able to absorb and deflect her attacks while putting constant pressure on her. After the fight ended, he learned that her name was Erin.

In the end, the trainers refused to take him on as a trainee. However, they allowed him and Erin to continue to spar in their downtime. When it was noticed that they were beginning to fall in love, the trainers demanded that the sparring come to an end. Not wanting to cause an incident, Damion's guardian accepted and informed him that it was time to go. So, naturally, the two young fighters ran away together.

This action ended a promising career for Erin and severed Damion's ties with his guardian. He was able to learn firsthand just how difficult it was to find jobs that wouldn't also try to screw him over. Life was lean for a long time, however, Damion and Erin were happy together. It also didn't take long for Erin to birth twins Mathius and Sonia, who were raised in the traditional Mando way.

Damion's life would shatter around him when they discovered Erin had fallen ill to a rare congenital disease. This sickness sapped her strength and rapidly saw her coordination and long-term memory come apart. There was no cure for it and the treatments were nearly as painful as living with the condition.

Instead of withering away in a bed, Erin decided to leave and find peace her own way. Damion agreed to her request and did not follow her as the Echani woman wandered into the dense forests of the planet they called home. When the young Mathius heard of this, he denounced his father and left. Sonia went with her brother to keep him safe. Damion let them go as well. He had been devastated by the loss of his love.

It took two years for Damion to finish mourning his loss. Erin had been able to bring the good out in him. Without her, he was able only to fall back on his true nature; that of a sadistic, meticulous hunter. He decided that the first thing he should do in order to re-sharpen his skills was to exact the revenge he vowed for his father's death.

The next few years of his life were dedicated to this goal. It was good therapy for him. Damion was able to vent his anger and sadness for his losses in a positive, constructive manner by hunting down each person who had been involved in any way with his father's death. There was a bit of collateral in the process but he found that to be acceptable. His quest eventually lead him back to the very planet where all of this started. While using every bit of training and experience had been given during his life, Damion was able to play various factions against each other and cause the Federalist government (which had barely maintained its tenuous position) to crumble.

From there, Damion offered a co-position to a long-time friend of his named Jackson and formed a unit between the two of them. Jackson was, by all accounts, an ace pilot and competent fighter. They picked their jobs carefully and were able to secure their current positions and gear. Damion isn't considered the best or most well-known mercenary or bounty hunter in the galaxy, however, those who know the scene do their best to avoid his wrath.

 

[Chris_Reaper]

@One Who Tames
Character accepted...

 

[One Who Tames]

Everything alright?

 

[Chris_Reaper]

Everything alright?

Yup...

 

[Boba Fit]

Should I expound on Jhiti's armor? The technology used in it, may not be widely known to those who aren't absolute Star Wars nerds. XD

 

[Chris_Reaper]

Should I expound on Jhiti's armor? The technology used in it, may not be widely known to those who aren't absolute Star Wars nerds. XD

Not a requirement but go for it if your so inclined...

 

[Boba Fit]

Ok, character sheet is completely finished now.

 

[One Who Tames]

Seems like we have a lion's share of cortoses between the two of us.

 

[TreasureSniper]

Seems like we have a lion's share of cortoses between the two of us.

Not gonna lie, my character was gonna have something similar too. XD

 

[Boba Fit]

I mean, if it makes sense for your character to be able to have it. Go for it.

 

[Chris_Reaper]

Look for the IC to probably start up on Wednesday guys....

 

[mr_pibbs]

Posting my sheet sometime this week, likely tomorrow. Been working on it.

 

[Chris_Reaper]

IC is up peeps...

Star Wars: Coming Of The One Unified(IC)

 

[One Who Tames]

What's with all the ellipsis?