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Mixed Character Templates!

Name: The Hive Mind
Faction: The Swarm
Rank: Hive Mind
Species: Mixed
Age: Unknown
Sex: Unknown
Height: Unknown
Weight: Unknown
Eyes: Many
Hair: Sometimes
Skin: Lots
Force Sensitive: Yes

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Strengths:
+ Everywhere
+ No One Location, Collective Presence

Weaknesses:
- No Independent Thought.
- Knows only growth and Expansion.

Appearance:

The Hive mind is a collective representation of all creatures connected to the swarm. It does not direct them individually, it passes along collective feedback for the swarm in consensus of the best way to expand or defend itself. Think of it like a large nervous system, with big clusters in developed areas.

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Ithiel Verd
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Name: Ithiel Verd
Father|Mother: Isley Verd | Vesphira So'Kil
Siblings: Deneve Verd (Sister) | Runi Verin (Half-Sister) | Nyx (Half-Sister)
Extended Family: Eirlys Verd (Cousin), Alec Rekali (Cousin), Ginnie Ordo (Aunt) Kära Vi'dreya (Aunt)

Faction: Mandalorian Empire | Clan Verd
Rank: Unbloodied
Species: Human | Arkanian Offshoot
Age: 16
Sex: Male
Height: 6ft 3
Weight: 183 Pounds
Eyes: Tinted Cerulean
Hair: Black
Skin: Brown
Force Sensitive: Yes

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A mix of his parents!

Strengths:
+ Intellect, has inherited his mothers strong intellect, along with her moral center.
+ Mandalorian Traditions, Strong with a rifle, and blade, raised as a warrior with strong sense of self and personal honor.
+ Father's Umbaran Heritage means he posses strong mental attacks taught to his son.
+ Disciplined, quiet and hardworking like his mother, but quick to defend his family name or personal honor all the same.

Weaknesses:
- Ocular Hyper Sensitivity, due to his father's Umbaran Heritage he is highly sensitive to light based attacks, even more so.
- Dark Heritage. This will manifest in certain difficult ways inside him as time goes on, giving him both physical and force weaknesses the longer he exists.
- Distrust of animals. Never comfortable around them. They pick up on this and will happily bite him or worse. Has strong phobia of octopuses, less for other deep ocean creatures.
- Funds. He has none, and is terrible at keeping track of his finances or money. Overly generous to others, especially those with nothing.

Appearance:

Strong athletic build, broad shoulders. Cerulean colored arkanian eyes, though they tend to be covered most of the time due to his hypersensitivity to light. His brown skin is that of a teenager, and his muscle tone the same, elastic and quick to recover from injury. You might think he had it all, son of the mandalore and beautiful arkanian, except his body is unstable in its growth, part of his darker heritage. Doctors have halted any abnormalities up to now.

Biography:

Ithiel has lived in two worlds. Given chance to live with both his parents, whenever he was asked, he picked both. Sadly those opportunities only came around every so often! So he adjusted to life going between them, giving him enjoyment of travelling to familiar destinations or extended family. This meant he doesn't form strong bonds to any one location as easily however, home is where he hangs his hat, and he keeps it that way.

Spending much of his early years with his mother and forming strong, disciplined identity as to who he was as a person through her. Importantly she taught him the value of working hard and getting on with a job. Later he moved with his father, to be with his father to train in the ways of his people, and become ready to be called a Mandalorian. Now moving closer to his adult years, he spends time going between both on his own, just like his childhood.

Since the formation of the Mandalorian empire, he didn't immediately join, taking his mother's example and thinking things through. Eventually he came to a decision. Seeing his people needed a mandalore he followed his father. Since then he has committed himself, he's here heart and soul, and is going to live up to the name. He is intelligent enough to know others will oppose a strong mandalorian empire, tolerant enough for that not to matter, and driven enough like his mother to be there to see it through.

His life goal is to be a crusader, gain honor and grow his clan. To be there when called. That's it.
Shaped and molded to be that crusader, to gain honor through combat. With intelligence enough to consider when to pull a punch and when to make it.


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Name: Kas Varad​

Siblings: [member="Khia Varad"] (Adopted)

Faction: Mandalorian Empire | Clan Varad
Rank: Unbloodied
Species: Nyriaanan (Near Human)
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Height: 5ft10
Weight: 140lbs
Eyes: Dark Brown
Hair: Black
Skin: Pale
Force Sensitive: Yes

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Strengths:
+ Skilled Bounty Hunter, network of contacts and old but reliable tech for the job.
+ Trained in the ways of his people, blade and blaster.
+ Good Pilot, Varad have lived in space most of their recent past.
+ Race is able to hunt in the dark naturally, makes him naturally suited to night hunting.

Weaknesses:
- Ruthless, will make enemies.
- Strong Vertigo.
- Prefers older tech, shuns upgrading his old gear.
- Dislikes treaties like many of his race, or binding contracts of any kind, tricky for a bounty hunter!

Appearance:

Slender and toned of body. Average height and build but keeps in good fighting shape. Pale skin and silver hair, with blue eyes. Usually wearing red Mandalorian armor in honor of his dead father who died when Dar'Manda attacked his ship.

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Clan Varad​

A traditional Mandalorian Clan following the Mandalore in acceptance of the old ways of gaining honor through conflict. Such acts have created Dar'Manda who wish to strike at their Vode. So the Hunters of Dar'Manda were born, Kas is the first. Ruthlessly hand picked to go after these Dar'Manda by any means necessary. They forefitted their honor when they attacked their own, and they will pay the price one way or the other, Kas is in charge of clean up, and like most of the hunters of Dar'Manda have a fairly ruthless streak in them, while still retaining hold of their personal and more importantly clan honor. Varad are still old school mandalorians even in this distasteful task.

The Nyriaanan have distrust of treaties given their history and betrayals. Through his own bloodlines life it was no different, struggling to recognize the nature of being in a clan at first, they gradually adapted to think of it as part of their own culture. Not usually vocal in opposition of choices as the clan chooses not just him, but most know he will be in opposition to any contracts.

Kas likes and has always liked a good story over a drink, part of the reason he became a prime choice at dealing with informants because he knows a lot of them as drinking buddies personally, as he grew of age, natural work took him to becoming a bounty hunter, who in turn found work following the Mandalore when the time was right. They now have him in charge of bountying those who seek to kill their own.

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Name: Sheb Lavross | Nickname: Shebs | Callsign Mad Dog
Faction: Rangers
Rank: TBD
Species: Sullustan
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Age: 24
Sex: Male
Height: 4ft 7
Weight: 120 Pounds
Eyes: Black
Hair: None
Skin: Pink/White
Force Sensitive: No

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Strengths:
+ Small, Hard to Hit
+ Veteran Tank Commander
+ Fearless
+ Accurate
+ Skilled engineer (Racial)

Weaknesses:
- Small, Weaker in a Fight
- No Force Use
- Grumpy
- Deaf in his left ear.
- Gambler, Little Money.

Appearance:

Shebs is an average sized sullstan, making him small at under 5ft. Like most Sullustan's he has good sized dewflaps and round almond eyes. He has a tick in his right eye when he is straining to see, and the tattoo of a pale sullustan lady on his right arm, with the nickname Verotta across her body. His ears seem a bit on the small side, but otherwise he's a looker and a ladies man!


Biography:

Shebs was born on Voss. Protected by the Levantine Sanctum, the SSC and eventually the SJO, he's always been around the silvers or their allies. His family moving about where the work was, and where their hearts took them. Farther was an explorer, so much so he got sick of travelling and prefers sticking to one place. His warren-clan on Voss is where he felt at home when he could return, until the Sith came and they moved to Kashyyyk, which he's still bitter about. The clan have settled down now, but he's got a grudge against most Sith as a result and doesn't much like climate. A staunch capitalist just like most of his race, he likes to bet the galactic stock markets, and that's not all.

In his down time Mad Dog is a gambler and got his nickname for how often he chases losing sabacc hands for a win. Often taking wild side bets on bad odds. That and the fact he doesn't fear being shelled in the slightest, sticking his head right out the top of the tank fearlessly if needs be to see what's going on. Because that's what Shebs loves. Machines and loud explosions. The bigger and stronger the are, the more the tank commander is at home. Give him the pounding of the guns and sound of incoming fire and he's right at home. As a kid he'd be playing around with engines, and rigging up makeshift solutions out on the speedertrips his family always took. Knee deep in grease is where he could be found most days as a boy, and it's not much different now. Gifted you could say for getting things running when he's got nothing to hand.

Most of his training has been on armored manoeuvres or in commanding a tank. He's small but he's got a hell of a voice on him, and a surly manner that just doesn't give up, no matter what's coming down on top of him. This was most realised the day the tank was on fire, not once but twice, and he kept his cool till the job was done. The Sullustan replacing the commander of the tank and keeping it running till they completed their mission. After that day they gave him a command. The mission comes first, that's what he's been trained, and that's what he knows.

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Name: Vertigo - Rok Vex
Faction: SJO | Rangers
Rank: Ranger
Species: Houk (Link)- Unknown Subspecies
Age: 21
Sex: Male
Height: 8ft 3
Weight: 390 Pounds
Eyes: Red
Hair: None
Skin: Thick, Cream and Red Colored
Force Sensitive: Unknown, shouldn't be detected by anything or anyone.

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Strengths:
+ Huge
+ Massive Strength
+ Heavy Weapons and Demolition Expert
+ Medical and Anatomical Knowledge

Weaknesses:
- Huge. Big Target.
- Slow
- Clumsy
- Breaks things easily
- Hates Small Spaces

Appearance:
Resembling a large upright bull. With muscled arms, a huge barrel chest, legs like tree trunks and a thick skull. Houks have thick skulls, but this one's so thick he's used it for metal work. His arms and feet truly are massive. Finding armor to fit them is a pain in the rear, he sticks out. His skin like most of his race is thick but his has a creamy yellow color to it, lined with red, perhaps indicating a sub species to an outsider.

Biography:

Vertigo or Rok Vex as he sometimes goes by has always been big. Most Houks are so that's normal. They grow up a few inches taller than Rok quite normally, so even tall as he was, he didn't stand out all that much. You could say Rok was normal in most respects for a Houk. In his younger days he fought a lot to settle disputes but not with the aggression of say a Trandoshan, most Houk prefer stealth as a way to get the upper hand. How you are stealthy while being 8ft 3 is anyone's guess, but to another Houk perhaps you can be. At least Vertigo thought the idea was stupid and often remarked it. Houk are meant to stand in the way, be the wall, or break through it with their fists. Wookies can equal them in strength and a couple of other species, but that's about it. He used that strength instead of stealth, and trained it.

Rok has a level head most of the time, sure he's got a temper but the gym and a workout calms him down. He took work guarding arms shipments for Fire For Effect, but disliked the use of their labor. One day Vertigo just up and left, signing on with a freighter. He earned the nickname Vertigo from the smaller species like rodians he was working with, and it stuck. He LOVES heights but HATES small spaces, which to him can be anything from a normal sized room to a drop pod, feeling restless when trapped in one. This came from being trapped on a freighter that was being crushed in a high g environment as it sank in orbit. He lost a lot of good friends that day, and its stuck with him.

Who rescued the remaining crew? The Silver Jedi did, led by the rangers. That was the day he signed his sizeable bulk up to the SJO Rangers, and he's not looked back. Specializing in heavier weaponry, he enjoys carrying cannons that should otherwise be fitted on a weapons platform, and chewing spice, when nobodies looking.

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