Nadir
Death from Below
OUT OF CHARACTER INFORMATION
Intent: Consolidate info about a NPC used in the past.
Image Credit: Wookieepediahttp://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/The_Ante
Role: Deep space charting, astrogation, hyperlane maintenance
Links: Beyond the Blackhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/118416-beyond-the-black/, Point Nadir, Shadowrun
Age: Fifties
Force Sensitivity: Non-Force User
Species: Givin
Appearance: He is unassuming, and likes it that way. Plain clothes – though expensive in their comfort – and a lack of accessories define his everyday garb. He has little reason to attend formal functions anymore, and so he keeps his scarlet gown safely in his dresser. Even to another givin, Mafir would appear impassive; to regular humanoids, his face is about as expressive as a slab of metal. (Though the slab of metal might prove itself a warmer conversation partner.)
Name: Mafir Therek, PhD
Loyalties: Nadirhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/109903-nadir/
Wealth: Comfortably wealthy
All Nadir top employees are compensated above and beyond. There are numerous perks to working for an underworld syndicate; fat paychecks are just one of them.
Notable Possessions:
The Tachyonhttp://starwarsrp.net/topic/105135-laureate-class-science-vessel-naboo/
R&D facility
Accurate, real-time model of the galaxy
All the astrogational charts
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Skills:
Boring everyone to death with long speeches
(Except when the audience understands higher mathematics and hyperphysics; he’s a riot at those parties)
Solving multidimensional differentials in his head
Exceptional (and exceptionally expansive) knowledge of mathematics and physics
Acerbic sarcasm
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Personality: Therek rarely makes for good company. He knows this; he doesn’t care. He tolerates failure about as well as a Sith Lord, though with less drastic consequences. Above all, the givin prefers solitude and the stars. Because of his innate intelligence, he finds most conversations boring, if not outright inane.
COMBAT INFORMATION
Weapon of Choice: Words and bodyguards
Combat Function:
Mafir’s approach to combat is simple – he avoids it. If absolutely pressed and cornered without another way out, he would fall onto his knees and try to talk and/or buy his way out of the pinch.
He cannot shoot a blaster. He cannot punch anyone’s lights out. He does, however, employ several belligerent and bellicose bodyguards, who are all willing, ready, and capable of doing this in his stead.
Mafir Therek used to teach Advanced astrogational computation and Multidimensional differentials at New Habat University. Now he doesn’t.
The reasons for his departure were manifold; chief among them a dissatisfaction with the projects the University assigned him to. A mind of his caliber was never meant to be relegated to such undeserving work as teaching. Nevermind the poor pay, the lack of recognition, and the dismal lack of matched intellect to converse with.
The final nail in the coffin of his resignation letter was the wind of change blowing from the south. He caught the whiff of a burgeoning totalitarian regime on the breeze, packed his bags, and handed in his two week notice. Before the first red flag was raised above marching white troops, Mafir Therek was gone.
A givin of his skill and intelligence – a genius even among his own kin – had little trouble finding gainful employment outside of educational institutions. A number of research labs count themselves among the the fortunate few who offered sums high enough to procure his services. This freelancing period only lasted a year or so, however.
After that, Mafir Therek seemed to disappear from the world of academia. He ceased publishing articles or writing scathing rebuttals to the science journals of the holonet. Many have since wondered what fate might’ve befallen the quondam professor. Had he met an unfortunate end in some physics experiment? Had he done the unthinkable and miscalculated a navigational equation?
Nobody knows for sure, and only one thing is certain: Mafir Therek used to teach Advanced astrogational computation and Multidimensional differentials at New Habat University.
Now he doesn’t.
