Unreviewed Darrik Korrin, Vigo of Ashline Terminal

[Mercy]

Fig 1. Darrik Korrin in his formidable youth.​

OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION

• Intent: To create a NPC that will have a supportive background role in Mercy's rise to becoming a roaming Warlord. This is the first stepping stone to that.
• Image Credit: Kleeve on Wookieepedia
• Role: A Black Sun Syndicate Vigo whose tenuous control of Ashline Terminal gave Mercy an opening into the spaceport. Now reliant on Mercy's brutality to retain control, he acts as Mercy's uneasy benefactor, debtor, and propaganda mouthpiece.
• Permissions: NA
• Links: Mercy | Black Sun Syndicate

PHYSICAL INFORMATION

• Age: Mid-60s
• Force Sensitivity: Non-Force User
• Species: Devaronian
• Appearance: Gaunt and sharp-featured, with a heavily cybernetically augmented spine and neck to keep his failing body upright. Wears a mix of fine suits and practical armored fabrics, often stained with stress, spice, or desperation. One of his horns broke a long time ago.

SOCIAL INFORMATION

• Name: Vigo Darrik Korrin, known on Nar Shaddaa as "The Debtkeeper"
• Loyalties: Black Sun Syndicate. Unofficially aligned with Mercy.
• Wealth: Medium to High. He owns legitimate shipping fronts and illegal factory chains, but much of his power is leveraged or under threat.
• Notable Possessions:
  • Cybernetic implants to sustain his failing health
  • A walking cane with a concealed vibroblade
  • Personal databanks of Black Sun blackmail files
• Skills:
  • Administration and logistics
  • Debt brokering and laundering
  • Skilled manipulator, former enforcer
• Languages: Galactic Basic, Huttese, Durese, Devaronese
• Personality: Paranoid, oily, desperate. Once upon a time he was charming, a smile at a ready for anyone, back when he was fully in control. When his body hadn't yet failed him and that hadn't embittered him utterly. Now he is fraying at the edges. He realizes the game has passed him by, but he refuses to leave the table. Fears Mercy and is concerned that one day she will take everything he owns. But he doesn't see a way out, so he hides it under false smiles and does his best to educate his new ally in the finer workings of the Syndicate and all that that entails. While he is useful, she will leave him alive. Right?

COMBAT INFORMATION

• Weapon of Choice: His guards, his datapads and his tongue. But he still carries a vibroblade cane as a relic of his violent youth, even if he can't use it the way he used to.
• Combat Function: Minimal. A tactician and schemer, not a fighter. He relies on protection details and bought loyalty. If cornered, he's more likely to stall than strike.
• Force Abilities (Force Users Only): NA

Strengths:

• Deep roots in Black Sun's infrastructure, knows who owes what to whom. Knows where the bodies are buried.
• Politically savvy enough to see opportunties and weaponize them for his own benefit.

Weaknesses:

• Physically frail, reliant on cybernetics to function.
• Paralyzed by fear of change, increasingly dependent on Mercy's violence.

HISTORICAL INFORMATION
Vigo Darrik Korrin rose through the smog-choked halls of Nar Shaddaa during one of Black Sun's leaner eras. A time when debts mattered more than territory and blood bought silence instead of status. He carved out a bureaucratic empire from missed payments, forged ledgers and strategic betrayals. Eventually, through a lot of scheming, he managed to secure Ashline Terminal as his base of operations.

It was perfect. A place that had foundries, warehouses, active traffic. It meant that people would be coming and going. And where there are people, there is opportunity to open up new debts and profit from them.

But time was never on his side. Rivals multiplied and his body was failing him. An overuse of cybernetics combined with a body that didn't seem happy with accepting them, meant he had to use a lot of stims to keep it from rejecting them. It pushed his body to the brink. Each battle, each scar, it only pushed him down more, until he finally couldn't fight anymore himself. He had to rely on hired help and mercenaries. But nobody wants to fight for a boss that ordered from the rear and had no skin in the game. Eventually Ashline Terminal became under siege, rival gangs from every angle that pressed and pressed. Claiming land, territory, taxes. And just as he was about to lose everything, she arrived.

Mercy.

He didn't summon her, in fact, he hardly knew of her. Only her recent escapades at the Black Sun Syndicate-sponsored Kaggath rang a little bell. But when Ashline was besieged by insurgents and rival gangs, Mercy arrived uninvited and unannounced. She bled the siege dry. She broke bones in his halls. In one blood-soaked night she removed all of his active opposition and put him squarely back on the throne.

Korrin didn't have to ask what her price was. That was clear enough.

Now, Korrin clings to power, outwardly grateful, inwardly terrified. He knows the next time Mercy visits Ashline, she may not leave. But until then, he sings her name like gospel.