Kaelon Virex
Character
Kaelon "Kael" Virex
"You don't beat the odds. You bend them."
"You don't beat the odds. You bend them."
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Name: Kaelon "Kael" Virex
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 31
Homeworld: Taris
Height: 6'1"
Eyes: Grey-blue
Hair: Tousled dark brown
Affiliation: Ex-Crimson Dawn, currently Unaffiliated
Role:
Former Smuggler | Pilot-for-Hire | Sabacc Hustler | Info Broker
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Build: Lean and athletic, built for speed not brawn
Style: Stylish rogue — always in a worn but sleek long coat, armored subtly beneath
Scar: Across the ribcage from a double-cross gone wrong
Tattoo: Virex family crest near collarbone (barely anyone's seen it)
Jewelry: Silver ring with a rare shifting hologem — Hutt heirloom, stolen
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- Charismatic: Knows when to smile, flirt, or shoot
- Flirtatious: Weapon-grade charm, never attached
- Manipulative: Reads the room like a sabacc table
- Emotionally Guarded: Humor shields his guilt
- Sharp-witted: Outplays more than he outguns
- Abandonment Issues: The mask slips when family is mentioned
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Kael Virex wasn't just a rogue — he was the rogue. A walking smirk with a fast ship, faster reflexes, and a magnetic draw that made people trust him against their better judgment. From upper-tier casinos on Canto Bight to deep pit-fights on Ord Mantell, Kael made a name for himself as the life of every party and the headache of every crime boss. He was the kind of man who'd flirt with your partner, steal your ship, win your credits in a Sabacc hand, and still make you toast to him over drinks afterward.
He moved from syndicate to syndicate — not out of loyalty, but for the thrill. Nights blurred into neon-lit escapades: drinking with slicers on Nar Shaddaa rooftops, high-speed chases through asteroid belts, and whispered rendezvous behind VIP curtains with nobles, bounty hunters, and bounty targets alike. If there was a party, Kael didn't just attend — he owned it. If there was danger, he invited it with open arms.
Flirting was second nature to him — his primary language, really. He didn't distinguish between charming allies, enemies, or passersby. And while his bedroom had a revolving door, his heart stayed locked — a mechanism of survival from a past he never confronted.
But even legends burn out.
After a devastating job went wrong on Iridonia — losing his trusted crew, nearly getting spaced, and watching someone he almost loved vanish into fire and static — Kael was left empty. For the first time in his life, the thrill didn't numb the silence afterward.
Alone, drifting, and unable to outrun the ghosts in his gut, Kael found himself doing something unimaginable:
He looked back.
To the cousin he once ignored.
To the family he abandoned.
To the girl he left to grieve while he chased stars.
Now, he's tracking rumors of Sommer Dai — no longer the girl he forgot, but a fire-forged woman standing tall in a galaxy at war. He doesn't expect forgiveness. He doesn't even know if he deserves her time.
But he's ready to try.
To crack a joke that might break tension.
To share a drink that doesn't end in seduction.
To become the kind of man someone might finally count on.
And maybe, in the process, to prove that Kael Virex was always more than a smirk in a dark corner.
Connections
Sommer Dai:
His cousin. His regret. His redemption, maybe. He walked away from her when she needed him most. Now, he's walking back.
Ex-Lover (Unnamed)
The one he couldn't save. The one he keeps drinking for. Her name's etched into the side of his blaster — in Aurebesh.
The Crimson Buyer:
Contact in Nar Shaddaa who may still have the Violet Ghost. May also want Kael's head.
"Luck is just the name cowards give the moves they didn't make."
"You bluff enough sabacc tables, you learn who's really full of poodoo."
"Family? That's the game I folded too early."
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A character by Discord:Starfk. Concept and design belong to the original creators.