Syr'gee
Black Marketeer
NAME: Syr'gee
FACTION: Himself
RANK: Black Marketeer
SPECIES: Besalisk
AGE: 45
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 2.2m
WEIGHT: 154kg
EYES: Brown
HAIR: N/A
SKIN: Beige and brown
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
+ "Come, you buy from Syr'gee!" - Syr'gee is a salesman through and through. You want something, he probably has it and while it may be cheaper than the regular market, he knows full well the prices of what he's selling and can spot a sucker with a fat wallet from a parsec away.
+ "Maybe Syr'gee can get?" - A black marketeer and keen trader, Syr'gee hasn't gotten where he is and to grow as old as he is without knowing the right people. Sure, he may not have the Republic ambassador to Voss in his back pocket, but the Ambassador's personal chef may or may not owe a favor here or there that Syr'gee can exploit.
+/- "Syr'gee honest business being!" - Not all of his merchandise is exactly 'legally' obtained which can often lead to problems for Syr'gee at times and, by extension, his customers. That said, because of this he can often offer name brand items far, far cheaper than the market standard.
+/- "Clone? You mean like walky talky men with same face?" - Though he prefers the real thing, Syr'gee is not above purchasing cheaply made copies of the real thing. This usually means he can sell the clones for the same price as the name brand on the black market, but quality is probably less than certain in most cases. Usually, he makes out financially, but not without leaving a few customers a little... upset.
+/- "You no like Syr'gee? Syr'gee no like you neither!" - While quite capable of making a sale through ordinary means, sometimes he knows it's time to pull the gloves off and bull his way through things, sales and bad situations alike. This can usually work to his advantage or end up with weapons drawn, preferably the former.
- "Syr'gee see you have pew pew laser peestoles..." - While capable of blustering bravado and bullying his way through things if needed, Syr'gee is ultimately a coward. While he won't exactly kow tow to a thief, he may or may not be open to bargaining a little more fairly with someone holding a weapon or two.
- "No, Syr'gee not see before. Syr'gee no sell therr-mole bombing things." - For Syr'gee, his skin and wallet are more valuable than anything else. He'll gladly cover up, hide, lie, or outright frame anyone else to save his own skin. Some call it a coward's tactic, others a survival mechanism. Syr'gee calls it 'good business planning'.
APPEARANCE:
Tall and bulky, Syr'gee is rotund even for a Besaliskan. His skin is a mix of beige and brown and he sports a scraggly mustache that he usually keeps mostly trimmed. Syr'gee generally wears typical spacer and trader garb of various levels of cleanliness ranging from 'Grimy' to 'Worn Yesterday', though generally draws the line at the 'Survived a Week at a Cheap Cafarel Den' levels of clean. Outside of this, the Besaliskan is generally carrying only a holdout blaster and occasionally sports a cheap cigar.
BIOGRAPHY:
Syr'gee's history generally changes with whatever planet he's on, how much alcohol he's had, and his level of creativity at that particular moment. The general guess, however, is that he's simply a Besaliskan prospector-turned-trader with a strange accent, decent criminal contacts, and a general desire to empty as many wallets as possible. Outside of that, there's not much to really describe about Syr'gee.
FACTION: Himself
RANK: Black Marketeer
SPECIES: Besalisk
AGE: 45
SEX: Male
HEIGHT: 2.2m
WEIGHT: 154kg
EYES: Brown
HAIR: N/A
SKIN: Beige and brown
FORCE SENSITIVE: No
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES:
+ "Come, you buy from Syr'gee!" - Syr'gee is a salesman through and through. You want something, he probably has it and while it may be cheaper than the regular market, he knows full well the prices of what he's selling and can spot a sucker with a fat wallet from a parsec away.
+ "Maybe Syr'gee can get?" - A black marketeer and keen trader, Syr'gee hasn't gotten where he is and to grow as old as he is without knowing the right people. Sure, he may not have the Republic ambassador to Voss in his back pocket, but the Ambassador's personal chef may or may not owe a favor here or there that Syr'gee can exploit.
+/- "Syr'gee honest business being!" - Not all of his merchandise is exactly 'legally' obtained which can often lead to problems for Syr'gee at times and, by extension, his customers. That said, because of this he can often offer name brand items far, far cheaper than the market standard.
+/- "Clone? You mean like walky talky men with same face?" - Though he prefers the real thing, Syr'gee is not above purchasing cheaply made copies of the real thing. This usually means he can sell the clones for the same price as the name brand on the black market, but quality is probably less than certain in most cases. Usually, he makes out financially, but not without leaving a few customers a little... upset.
+/- "You no like Syr'gee? Syr'gee no like you neither!" - While quite capable of making a sale through ordinary means, sometimes he knows it's time to pull the gloves off and bull his way through things, sales and bad situations alike. This can usually work to his advantage or end up with weapons drawn, preferably the former.
- "Syr'gee see you have pew pew laser peestoles..." - While capable of blustering bravado and bullying his way through things if needed, Syr'gee is ultimately a coward. While he won't exactly kow tow to a thief, he may or may not be open to bargaining a little more fairly with someone holding a weapon or two.
- "No, Syr'gee not see before. Syr'gee no sell therr-mole bombing things." - For Syr'gee, his skin and wallet are more valuable than anything else. He'll gladly cover up, hide, lie, or outright frame anyone else to save his own skin. Some call it a coward's tactic, others a survival mechanism. Syr'gee calls it 'good business planning'.
APPEARANCE:
Tall and bulky, Syr'gee is rotund even for a Besaliskan. His skin is a mix of beige and brown and he sports a scraggly mustache that he usually keeps mostly trimmed. Syr'gee generally wears typical spacer and trader garb of various levels of cleanliness ranging from 'Grimy' to 'Worn Yesterday', though generally draws the line at the 'Survived a Week at a Cheap Cafarel Den' levels of clean. Outside of this, the Besaliskan is generally carrying only a holdout blaster and occasionally sports a cheap cigar.
BIOGRAPHY:
Syr'gee's history generally changes with whatever planet he's on, how much alcohol he's had, and his level of creativity at that particular moment. The general guess, however, is that he's simply a Besaliskan prospector-turned-trader with a strange accent, decent criminal contacts, and a general desire to empty as many wallets as possible. Outside of that, there's not much to really describe about Syr'gee.
