Jentoralt Damask
Character
JENTORALT DAMASK
Ambience - Pruit Igoe
Age: 50
Species: Muun
Gender: Male
Height: 6'6
Weight: 200 lbs
Force Sensitive: N/A
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Befitting for any member of his species, Jentoralt is a lanky, towering figure. Donning ghostly pales kin, and lavish attire made of synthetic Ghorman silk. The most distinct thing to note about Jentoralt's appearance, however, is a grotesquely long burn mark running down the left side of his face, all the way to his neck.
INVENTORY
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PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
Forged in the fires of extermination and malignance, Jentoralt has long-kept a deep sense of veiled bitterness and depravity. An unending material greed serves as the motivation for all that Jentoralt is.
STRENGTHS
A gregarious and sociable sycophant at his core, Jentoralt is a master of diplomacy. Coupled with his play of words is his deceptive nature - not merely his skill to lie, but his ability to merely put on a front. His eccentric, gregarious self serves as a tool for his unyielding will; all that Jentoralt does is for himself, at least according to his own mind.
WEAKNESSES
Jentoralt has a crippling fear of fire, the ever-consuming flames present in his youth having left a less than favorable impression on his psyche. Coupled with his phobia of fire is his lack of self-control; despite being a mind of tact, Jentoralt can allow his most immediate and hasty plan of action get the better of him.
HISTORY
The early years of Jentoralt is not so dissimilar to many Muun his age - a story easily described by one word; fire. The scorching flames caused by Imperial weaponry on the planet of Muunilinist left Jentoralt a malformed figure amongst his skin, and served as the catalyst for the endless well of bitterness within his being. Raised within the confines of a refugee center after spending a month underneath the rubble of a Muun citadel, the rest of Jentoralt's early history remained widely unspoken of. As a matter of fact, the Muun only began to grow a widespread reputation for himself within his late 30s - having joined the Trade Federation at a young age, Jentoralt was both praised and abominated for his cutthroat means of rising through the corporate ladder. Well-regarded for his sharp, analytical mind and precise tongue, it did not take long for the Muun to become an envoy for the Federation. Within a few years, Jentoralt's efforts had bore the fruit of the highest honor; the privilege of being within Gat Tambor's advisory council.
Ambience - Pruit Igoe
Age: 50
Species: Muun
Gender: Male
Height: 6'6
Weight: 200 lbs
Force Sensitive: N/A
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Befitting for any member of his species, Jentoralt is a lanky, towering figure. Donning ghostly pales kin, and lavish attire made of synthetic Ghorman silk. The most distinct thing to note about Jentoralt's appearance, however, is a grotesquely long burn mark running down the left side of his face, all the way to his neck.
INVENTORY
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PERSONALITY AND BELIEFS
Forged in the fires of extermination and malignance, Jentoralt has long-kept a deep sense of veiled bitterness and depravity. An unending material greed serves as the motivation for all that Jentoralt is.
STRENGTHS
A gregarious and sociable sycophant at his core, Jentoralt is a master of diplomacy. Coupled with his play of words is his deceptive nature - not merely his skill to lie, but his ability to merely put on a front. His eccentric, gregarious self serves as a tool for his unyielding will; all that Jentoralt does is for himself, at least according to his own mind.
WEAKNESSES
Jentoralt has a crippling fear of fire, the ever-consuming flames present in his youth having left a less than favorable impression on his psyche. Coupled with his phobia of fire is his lack of self-control; despite being a mind of tact, Jentoralt can allow his most immediate and hasty plan of action get the better of him.
HISTORY
The early years of Jentoralt is not so dissimilar to many Muun his age - a story easily described by one word; fire. The scorching flames caused by Imperial weaponry on the planet of Muunilinist left Jentoralt a malformed figure amongst his skin, and served as the catalyst for the endless well of bitterness within his being. Raised within the confines of a refugee center after spending a month underneath the rubble of a Muun citadel, the rest of Jentoralt's early history remained widely unspoken of. As a matter of fact, the Muun only began to grow a widespread reputation for himself within his late 30s - having joined the Trade Federation at a young age, Jentoralt was both praised and abominated for his cutthroat means of rising through the corporate ladder. Well-regarded for his sharp, analytical mind and precise tongue, it did not take long for the Muun to become an envoy for the Federation. Within a few years, Jentoralt's efforts had bore the fruit of the highest honor; the privilege of being within Gat Tambor's advisory council.
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