Freya Tagge
Character
NAME: Huurblugg Pos
FACTION: Independent/Criminal
RANK: Crime Lord
SPECIES: Hutt
AGE: 577
SEX: Hermaphrodite (Masculine)
HEIGHT: 4.7m
WEIGHT: 1,682kg
EYES: Reddish-Orange
HAIR: N/A
SKIN: Crocodile-green
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Unaffected by Mind Tricks
Rarely, if ever, becomes sick
Excessively large and cannot move on his own
Only speaks Huttese
APPEARANCE:
Pos has similar coloration to most huts, except on the lighter side of the green scale. His age has begun to show through his slower movements (Or maybe he's just become extremely lazy) but he is still young in his Hutt mind. He is quite on the large range, but the way he positions himself and fits into his surroundings, he's made it appear he is actually slightly smaller than he really is.
BIOGRAPHY:
Pos was a large witness to the near-extinction events of the galaxy throughout his entire life, trying his best to avoid the troubles, sickness and war, just so he could procure a seat for himself so that he could sit back and watch the galaxy have its play time from a comfortable and scarce place. Pos was born to a very minor clan family that didn't have much in the way of prospering at all, but it was large enough to get him heard and and made to branch out for himself and start his own clan. He wasn't too particular about the other clans and the hierarchy, but that isn't to mean he wanted to be a leader himself, but in his family he would still be looked down upon, and he needed to feel empowered.
As the galaxy started to fall apart, Pos used that to his advantage and procure anything and everything as he knew that soon the galaxy would be coming to a halt, and he wanted to essentially gather what he could so he could hibernate throughout the silence. In the growing silence, he used the time to take abandoned shipments, supplies, ships and other items, gaining lacky's to his little retreat cause to hide from all the problems crumbling down around the people.
By the time the storm had blown over, Pos had obtained a large enough clan and items to be his own crimelord and pressure nearby new merchants trying to get the clockwork of the galaxy back to ticking. Pos didn't expose himself to the galaxy, however, as he wasn't prepared for a full on war, nor did he want one. As he wanted before, he just wanted a grand seat to the chaos, and occasionally be served by his slaves and followers.
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