Craliet Verd'un
No Mercy
NAME: Craliet Verd'in
FACTION: Mandolorian
RANK: Initiate?
SPECIES: Epicanthix
AGE: 24
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 5'10.5
WEIGHT: 185lbs
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: Caucasian
FORCE SENSITIVE: Heh, no.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
+Craliet is highly talented with mid-ranged weapons, rifles, carbines, most anything that weighs around five pounds plus
+In addition when it comes to close quarters, he is highly sufficient in hand to hand as well as with a vibroknife
+Despite not being a tank of a man, Craliet is nimble, and still packs one hell of a punch.
-Long distance combat is a no go for this Mandolorian
-Rigid honor code, he isn't going to enter a fight that gives his end an unfair advantage, and often puts himself in danger to uphold this
-The man is utterly ruthless, no prisoners, no survivors, if one is his enemy, he aims to end them
-To be frank, despite honest intentions, the man is an nerf herder.
APPEARANCE:
Average height with a stockier build. There's a picture. Use it you lazy goofs.
BIOGRAPHY:
Born into Mando culture, Craliet has been a fighter since he exited his mother. Raised amongst his siblings, he fell somewhere in the middle of the pack, never without an elder sibling to beat down on him, and never without a younger one to return the favor to. He was by no means the favorite, as he grew up, he found himself distancing himself from the culture, interested in the world of politics. Of course this sat well with absolutely no one. Around the time he was scheduled to leave his elder Vod slapped armor on him and forced him into the field on Dromund Kass. At first he froze, choked, but then he pulled the trigger, and the world flipped upside down, the middle Verd'un carved his way through Sith lines, watching two of his siblings fall lifeless in the process. Enraged, he fought on, assisting in the destruction of the Empire any way he could, hoping to bring the Sith who'd killed the two oldest of the Verd'un siblings to their knees. When the Empire fell, he and his elder sister, Tallia, made rounds about the ashes, slitting throats of surviving soldiers without hesitation. Politics was an afterthought now, war was all that mattered.
SHIP:
Nah
KILLS:
None as of yet
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
Same as above.
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