Kalo Narcin
Member
Name: Kalo Narcin
Faction: NA
Rank: NA
species: Human
age: 26
gender: Male
Height: 6,4
weight: 235
eyes: blue
hair: brown
skin: white
force?: no
Strengths:
Kalo has a substantial amount of combat training for his experience in the Republic. he has no hesitation to killing, though he is not evil. He is good with most blasters, other than heavy weapons. His skill in smuggling and his charm help him advance in his adventures.
weaknesses:
Kalo still has PTSD of the battles he fought in, and though he is able to kill, every time he does he is put back into the state he was in the Republic. Kalo also is very inexperienced in hand to hand combat, and only knows the basic moves (punch, kick, jab etc.) Kalo always has a soft spot for woman, whether he's fighting one, or fighting along side one, causing him to fumble his missions.
Appearance:
Kalo has mid length wavy brown hair, with a square jaw and a usual smile running through his face. he is mildly muscular, but not huge; and usually wears a worn suit, with several patches of rubbed off leather around it.
Biography:
Kalo was born on Coruscant, into a rather rich family. He followed a normal childhood, taking the occasional job to transfer spices around the yards. At 18, he met a young woman named Chalii. The woman, however, made him the offer of never talking to him again, or quitting the spice trade. So, Kalo being intuitive, went into private security. Now he understands he did a good job of it, because two years later the Republic army came to him with a ship, and a mission. He agreed, and began his 4 year decent into battles no being should ever have to witness. death and destruction haunted him, and the people he killed never left his mind, numbing him to the feeling of remorse. Eventually, Kalo couldn't handle the stress anymore, so he hopped on his ship, and went off the grid.
Ship:
A simple smuggling ship, with illegally modified engines and rarely any guns, to help the ship fly faster that any in the galaxy, or so he proclaims.
kills:
none
rp's:
none
Faction: NA
Rank: NA
species: Human
age: 26
gender: Male
Height: 6,4
weight: 235
eyes: blue
hair: brown
skin: white
force?: no
Strengths:
Kalo has a substantial amount of combat training for his experience in the Republic. he has no hesitation to killing, though he is not evil. He is good with most blasters, other than heavy weapons. His skill in smuggling and his charm help him advance in his adventures.
weaknesses:
Kalo still has PTSD of the battles he fought in, and though he is able to kill, every time he does he is put back into the state he was in the Republic. Kalo also is very inexperienced in hand to hand combat, and only knows the basic moves (punch, kick, jab etc.) Kalo always has a soft spot for woman, whether he's fighting one, or fighting along side one, causing him to fumble his missions.
Appearance:
Kalo has mid length wavy brown hair, with a square jaw and a usual smile running through his face. he is mildly muscular, but not huge; and usually wears a worn suit, with several patches of rubbed off leather around it.
Biography:
Kalo was born on Coruscant, into a rather rich family. He followed a normal childhood, taking the occasional job to transfer spices around the yards. At 18, he met a young woman named Chalii. The woman, however, made him the offer of never talking to him again, or quitting the spice trade. So, Kalo being intuitive, went into private security. Now he understands he did a good job of it, because two years later the Republic army came to him with a ship, and a mission. He agreed, and began his 4 year decent into battles no being should ever have to witness. death and destruction haunted him, and the people he killed never left his mind, numbing him to the feeling of remorse. Eventually, Kalo couldn't handle the stress anymore, so he hopped on his ship, and went off the grid.
Ship:
A simple smuggling ship, with illegally modified engines and rarely any guns, to help the ship fly faster that any in the galaxy, or so he proclaims.
kills:
none
rp's:
none