Kamon Vondiranach
The White
NAME: Norrin Fulk
FACTION: Undecided
RANK: Soldier
SPECIES: Human
AGE: 31
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 6'4"
WEIGHT: 195 lbs
EYES: Dark Brown
HAIR: Brown
SKIN: Light, sometimes tanned
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes, though prefers not to care, generally.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES (Required: 2 Weaknesses Minimum) :
Is very gungho about fighting evil, and rather knowledgeable about combat and death. He's been training his whole life to be the ultimate soldier. Unfortunately that means he's not very personable, so he has trouble making friends. He's also near sighted, so he can't see at range without corrective lenses.
APPEARANCE:
Military style haircut with a receding hairline. Hard nosed goatee and mustache. Generally he always looks very gruff and intimidating. He's almost always wearing a suit of armor of some kind, though it tends to be just the basic run of the mill variant of whatever is mainstream in the present day. And he's always packing a gun. When he's walking, you don't want to be in his way because he will run you over and the way he moves conveys as much. Sometimes he smoked cigars. Sometimes he just chews them. Other times he might jab it right in your eye. Scars are badges of honor and he wears many of them.
BIOGRAPHY:
Norrin was born on Agamar, which wasn't very exciting. He had a younger brother that would always tag along with him, but Norrin generally ignored him, which might be why Alistair grew up hating him. Not that Norrin particularly cared. He wasn't much for school, though he attended as he was forced to by his parents. His scores were low, which is why he wasn't picked to go to any academy in the known galaxy, and was predicted to simply be a dumb hick like most of the people of the world. That wasn't his style, though. While everyone else had their noses in books, he was just passing the time, usually by thinking of a thousand ways he could kill everyone around him. Not that he'd do it, but it was a good practice to know.
When he wasn't in school, he would often watch fights in hidden backrooms, which he would sneak his way into. He didn't bet money, that was a fools gambit, but he studied each persons movements and deduced ways to beat them all. A few people took notice and asked him what he was doing, and he'd always just say he was planning to beat them all. One many, Jac Ix, took an interest in him and started prying information out of Norrin. This was new for him, so he divulged his thoughts on the battles.
As it turned out, Jac was a former Republic soldier. The things that Norrin was telling him, at such a young age, peeked the mans interest. He started to teach Norrin the things he knew, believing that the boy would eventually make use of them. He would train Norrin everyday in combat tactics, and sometimes even Jac would learn a thing or two. When Norrin was fourteen, he entered his first fight and decimated his opponent in fifteen seconds flat. It took two jabs from the man and Norrin knew precisely where to strike to end the fight, as the man favored his right side, specifically his right torso. A well placed punch put the man on the ground, and a single kick to the head knocked him unconscious. It was the only fight Norrin entered because Jac saw the brutality and thought Norrin might end up killing someone by accident.
Instead, Norrin entered local law enforcement, and then branched out into mercenary work. Jac instilled in him a sense of duty to the galaxy, but beyond that, he made sure Norrin understood that he needed to work for the betterment of the galaxy at all times, or his life was being wasted. A well trained soldier was worthless if he didn't apply himself correctly.
Presently he is a gun for hire, but is willing to settle into a permanent position should the right buyer come along.
SHIP:
Not at the moment. His last one blew up.
KILLS:
Lots of people nobody needs to know about.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None
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ROLE-PLAYS:
Fly High, Die High