Frankenpup
New Member
Name: Roth Staflo
Faction: N/A
Rank: Thief
Species: Squib
Sex: Male
Age: 20
Height: 1.2 meters
Weight: 20 kilograms
Eyes: Amber
Hair: (Fur, technically) Blue
Skin: Pink
Force Sensitive: Yes, but doesn't realize it
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Strengths and Weaknesses
++ Very stealthy and can easily blend into a crowd despite his bright fur color, as well as accomplish his job of well, thieving, easier than average.
++ Agile, being able to jump and run with a lot of ease, can run on all fours easily if he must, even if he does think it demeans him a bit.
++ Fairly clever, can weasel his way out of a multitude of situations, most of the time actually accomplishing this by pretending to be quite a bit dumber than he actually is.
++ Decent mechanic, he's fixed many a scrap heap of ships more times than he'd admit to, or than he can honestly remember.
-- Stubborn, he is set in his beliefs and is kind of hard to change the mind of, especially when it comes to something like what he does for a living
-- Can't fight, he's rather weak and can barely lift things most of the time. While this could be blamed on his short stature and light weight, but besides the claws on his feet and the fangs in his mouth, he can't defend himself
-- Egotistical, he thinks himself to be the best thief in the galaxy, will go to seemingly dangerous limits to prove this.
Appearance
Roth is a very short creature, being a squib. Being older, his fur has finally turned the vibrant blue that is normal for his species. His fur is very soft, and even though he tries to keep it under control, it fluffs up easily when he's irritated. His shoulders are usually always slumped, and keeps himself close to the ground, closer than he already is. His clothes are the best approximation of intimidating clothes he could find in the garbage of his home planet.
Biography
Roth had never been really happy about being a short, fluffy kid. Not to mention he didn't really live inside as a child. Meeting other, taller, stronger, and more well off members of species from a young age, he began to resented being what he was. And he only ever had his father to reassure him he could do just as much as the other species' could, and with less money at that. He truly believed his son could do whatever he wanted, and he was the only one to ever really take notice of how extraordinarily convincing his son was when he lied, even if it was obvious to those he wasn't lying to. He believed Roth did have something about him that most didn't.
Though Roth never believed that when his father told him. He was a vagrant squib, he couldn't be anything other than a dumb scavenger. Even well into his maturity, other species avoided him as if all of them were inherently annoying or thieving. He knew others saw him as a pest, and after years, he accepted this. If he couldn't be more than a scavenger or a thief, he would be the best one that he would ever know.
So he leaves, off to take whatever people want the most, whatever's most heavily guarded, whatever's rare. All for himself. All to prove that he can't be anything more than a thief.
Ship
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Kills
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Roleplays
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