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Member
NAME: Sate Sorenn
FACTION: Currently, none.
RANK: Only when he skips a few showers.
SPECIES: Human.
AGE: Thirty-eight.
SEX: Male.
HEIGHT: 5'8"
WEIGHT: 160 lbs.
EYES: Blue.
HAIR: Not much, anymore.
FORCE SENSITIVE: No wizardry here.
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
Sate is an expert with explosives of all types, both the fabrication and placement of same. If he were the warrior type, he'd be a demolitions expert. But he's not. Not exactly. Sate is a Dust Diver. A rarefied profession with a life expectancy of only a couple years, if you're lucky. Sate's been at it almost fifteen... so either he's good, or very, very lucky. Sate should never drink, and should never play with guns. It's just best for everyone.
APPEARANCE:
Sate cares little for his appearance, which anyone could tell from the way he presents himself: shorn hair (what's left of it -- rarely washed,) always a coarse growth of stubble on his face and whatever from the wardrobe doesn't look too ripe (usually a grey flight suit / coverall or vac suit pants and a wife beater.) On the job, he appears as the picture above shows: a very specific, rather offbeat vac suit carrying the tools of his violent, dangerous trade. On the ground he tends to travel light, opting for two leaf-bladed throwing knives sheathed on his forearms. On a gig, he always has two plasma cutting torches and a multitude of explosives. Anything to get the job done.
BIOGRAPHY:
Sate was born and raised on Ord Mantell -- not that he cares for the place or calls it home. He spent a little time in the service of a local crime boss, imagining it was his way offworld, when nothing could have been further from the truth. Turned himself around and went the other direction, deputy to a local Marshal, thinking again it might be a means to an end... only to be reminded that badges don't make a man just and righteous. Finally got his ticket offworld with a mining company at 20, and though he works mainly for himself these days, he's been mining ever since.
SHIP:
Used to have an old Scimitar Assault bomber, modified as weapons platform / dive-station / home / workshop. But, well... she's gone.
KILLS:
None.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
None.
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ROLE-PLAYS:
Sate's Open RP Introduction to 'Chaos'
A Nice Board-game to while away the time...
Once Upon a time, on Nar Shaddaa...
Hyperspace discussions...
