Character Farkleberry Forest

[Farkleberry Forest]

NAME: Farkleberry Claiborne

NICKNAMES: Sawyer's Bud, That One Dang Grunt, Fark, The Mechanic Up The Road

FACTION: Clan Claiborne

RANK: Mandolorian

SPECIES: Dang Nabit, Ah don't worry 'bout that sorta stuff.

Spoiler

He's Human

AGE: 50

SEX: Quit Lookin' ya peepin' tom!

HEIGHT: 7'11

WEIGHT: 600 pounds of muscle and bone

EYES: Blue as a baby's bottom, though you'll never see it.

HAIR: Ginger

SKIN: White as Dave from Maclunkee's.

FORCE SENSITIVE: Magic Wizard Powers? What do ya think I am, one of those fancy jeedai?! Nah.

Theme Songs:

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EQUIPMENT:

• Beskar'gam (To be Designed)
• Shotgun
• Forge Hammer
• Cannon

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STRENGTHS:

• Forgemaster - Despite his crazed appearance, Farkleberry is capable of designing pretty much anything that pops into his head, or whatever his brothers in arms ask for. The fact that those brothers are also all crazed madmen is probably the more terrifying prospect.
• Grunt Strength - Given his background in forging, Farkleberry's massive muscles are no surprise. Still, it can take people off guard exactly how strong Farkleberry is.
• Mountain of a Man - Farkleberry is, for lack of a better term, a giant. To knock a man like him down, is a task and a half.
• Combat Engineer - Farkleberry has a phrase he loves to use: "We'll make it work" That tends to ring true more often than not, even if it gives your average mando nightmares on what he creates to achieve tasks in the field.
• Friendly, until he isn't - Farkleberry loves his brothers. You ask him anything, he'll do it for ya. But he can't stand injustice, and he often takes rogue justice into his own hands if he feels his clan has been disrespected.

WEAKNESSES:

• Backwards - Farkleberry never claimed to be well read. While he can build his way out of a desert, he can barely read and is often entirely ignorant of galactic politics.
• Swift to Act, slow to think - Farkleberry is often quick to judge, and rarely asks questions outside of his brothers.
• Stubborn as a Mule - Farkleberry, despite his low wisdom, does believe he is the master of his craft. He knows what he knows, and ain't no one provin' him wrong in what he knows.
• Reliability Not Guaranteed - Despite Farkleberry's well renowned craftsmanship, his available materials are often subpar.

NON-COMBAT SKILLS:

• Master Blacksmith
• Small Arms Repairman
• Large Arms Repairmen
• DIY Master
• Booze Brewer
• Mando Drinking Game Champion
• Hobbyist Philosopher
• Casual Ornithologist

APPEARANCE:

A massive mountain of meat under a beskar and steel shell, the man is known to have a set of ginger sideburns and a long set of ginger hair that hands out the back of his helmet at times. While many of his brothers tell of his muscles, none ever lived to see it.

PERSONALITY:

A quiet boy in his youth, Farkleberry is known to be a friendly face to his brothers in Clan Claiborne. Farkleberry is known to ponder the meaning of life, while also hammering at this forge. Should you anger him, he often resorts to simple pushing people over and using his massive size to topple those who annoy him. His brothers would warn though, that a pissed Fark is a scary Fark.

BIOGRAPHY:

No one knows exactly where the nearly 8 foot giant came from. All the Mandos know is that he came to Kestri looking to help the Enclave. While the forge masters took him in, he seemed content with 'subpar work', and often would be found hammering scrap together and looking proud of himself. No one really knew what to do with the man, and when he made friends with the disgraced Claiborne Clan, the Enclave seemed to wipe their hands of the problem.

Not that anyone would blame him. Claiborne seemed to welcome him, and he treated them as family. And you know what they say about family?

SHIPS:
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KILLS:
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BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
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