Genteel Umbaran
“Nobody that's around just seems to get it right
How hard is it to follow just a few guidelines
And smile
While you do it?”
- Father John Misty, Well, You Can Do It Without Me
How hard is it to follow just a few guidelines
And smile
While you do it?”
- Father John Misty, Well, You Can Do It Without Me
OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
Intent: Cave in to peer pressure for no tactical or social benefit whatsoever
Image Credit: Face by paradanmellow, PhotoShop file for the border uploaded by kaetheowl on the High Republic Discord
Permissions: When will I learn?
PHYSICAL INFORMATION
Age: 30
Species: Claudius professes only that he is an Umbaran, but is visibly of more mixed lineage.
Appearance: Claudius is tall and wiry, prim and proper. Back straight. Eyes forward. Precise steps. Steady movements. His eyes are a dull, whitish color - calm, but observant. He has the white hair typical for Umbarans, though his skin is a few shades darker. His hair is long (about shoulder length), straight, and ecstatically pleasant to the touch - not that you will be afforded an opportunity to do so.
Voice: White Mask Varré
SOCIAL INFORMATION
Name: Claudius Dune
Alias: Now, why would he need a thing like that?
Affiliations:
High Republic
Federal Automaton
Wealth: Disgusting, possibly Obscene
SKILLS
Conceptualization: An able designer and planner. He has a particular talent for droid engineering and administration. Probably genetic.
Authority: Exudes the natural dread necessary to inspire obedience (if not love) from subordinates and low-to-mid level officials.
Interfacing: Intuitively understands any mechanical or digital system set in front of him. Any of them. No need to ask how.
PERSONALITY
Claudius is fond of smiling politely and being generally agreeable when in good company. He is evidently well-educated, having both a traditional university-level education and being an accredited Knight-Specialist of the Golden Order.
His employees are subjected to a more authentic version of himself. Which is to say: he is an unyielding taskmaster and perfectionist. Some would call him fussy, irritable, and pedantic. He is also a stickler for rules, procedures, regulations, and all the sort of red tape most people would rather ignore or avoid.
If something is worth doing, then it is worth doing to the highest degree of quality possible and in observance of all pertinent guidelines. That’s just how it should be!
Claudius has a pen pal from Jaemus with strange ideas about the role of government and its relationship to private industry. And while Claudius thinks his pen pal is perhaps too extreme and over-corrective, he has come to believe that everyone could stand to be a bit more civically minded.
COMBAT INFORMATION
Claudius will flee and cry out for help if in the same general vicinity as danger.
If he is unable to flee, he will hide. If he is unable to hide, he will surrender. If he is unable to surrender, he will probably be killed.
If he is killed, the legal executor of his estate is the law firm Dedlocke & Skolp. Please seek them out for information on proceedings post-combat.
HISTORY
Claudius Dune is one of the three children of Caulder Dune, a former Senator of the Galactic Alliance and a leading force in the Commerce Guild. Both of those institutions are now defunct, if that escaped your notice, but before they went under they were a considerable source of wealth for Caulder. If it didn’t trickle down to the general public, it certainly trickled down to his progeny.
While his half-siblings went on to serve the New Jedi Order as members of the AgriCorps, Claudius desired a less spiritual and more well-heeled path. After a traditional university education in (of all things) public administration, he went on to squire for the now deeply unpopular Golden Order. Some people want to do good. Others want to make money. Claudius felt - rather conveniently - that he could do the most good if he had the most money.
Claudius was kicked around from one Commerce Guild-administered “special economic zone” to another, making inspections and keeping things ticking over. When the Galactic Alliance finally gave out under its own idiot weight, his father retired into anonymity in the Tion Cluster and Claudius relocated to the High Republic to make his own name for himself.
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