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I'm just reposting this to get this thread started again:

Name: Wes Krayson
Species: Human
Homeworld: Corellia
Gender: Male
Age: 31
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Eyes: Green
Hair: Brown w/blond streaks
Skin: normal complection/white
Occupation: Freelance pilot

Ship: YT-1400, Raider's Shadow
Weapons: typical blaster, vibroblade strapped to upper left arm, and a small blaster concealed in right boot

Force Sensitive: No

Bio: Born on Corellia, raised in a large family. When 18, went to the Imperial Academy where he later dropped out to join the Rebel Alliance. After fighting alongside pilots like Wedge Antilles and Lando Calrissian in the Battle of Endor, Wes left the Allicance to pursue his own ideals.
Accompanied by his Twi'lek co-pilot, Dreas...Wes travels throughout the galaxy doing business with whomever offers the highest price. It is also said that Wes would come back to the New Republic is asked.

BTW, I have another character that I'm brainstorming with...well, a few actually..and I might like them better. So, don't be surprised if I post a new stat.

 

Like I said in my last post, I have a new charcter. I might play both of them, but I'm not sure yet. Here he is:

Name: Jax
Species: Zabrak
Gender: Male
Homeworld: Kessel
Age: Unknown

Jax was born into slavery and spent most of his childhood as a slave in the mines of Kessel. It was not until his teenage years when he was finally liberated by a group of spice pirates. He traveled the galaxy with these group of pirates for many years, easily becoming the best pilot of the bunch. So good in fact, that there are tales that he could predict an outcome before it happened. This trait created an overconfidence in Jax, which led him to a near fatal starfighter crash.

Crippled and scarred, Jax gave up his pirate life and moved to Coruscant. During his stay, he discovered that his trait was caused by a hidden Jedi talent in which he wanted to expand on. He taught himself the ways of the Jedi and constructed his own lightsaber in the depths of the city. To keep himself anonymous, Jax tatooed his face to cover up the facial scars and he often wears a cloak to further disguise himself. He works independantly with a small group of Jedi, whom he has trained himself, in the depths of Coruscant. From his base of operations, Jax and his comrades search the galaxy for important pieces of information and sells them to the New Republic or whoever is willing to pay the highest price.

 

Jax adjusts the instruments on the control console that lay in front of him. He is cruising home to Coruscant, quite satisfied with himself after a brief meeting with the Dubrillion Ambassador. Although the meeting had been a failure, Jax and his team still managed to create a little uprising, which gave him time to collect some important information. And the funny thing is, the near-sighted moron had no clue the information was even taken from under him. It didn't matter, by the time the ambassador discovered the piece missing, it would be impossible to catch Jax. It was very diffucult to track his ship, Raider's Shadow so as it is...but it lightspeed...no one had a chance.

A slight beeping brings Jax back from his reverie. He sits up and checks the console to notice that they are ready to re-enter normal space. He nods to his co-pilot, Trov, a male Barabel, and sits back again as Raider's Shadow comes out of lightspeed and sets course for Coruscant...where Jax's base of operations is located.

 

Jax stands in alarm as the New Republic task force drifts within the Raider's Shadow's path. As he is about to hail the crazy leader of the force, the comm beeps back in his face. The voice of Taryn Zend fills the cockpit.

"Commander of freighter. This is New Republic officer Commander Taryn Zend. State your business."

Holding hand over comm, Jax turns to his co-pilot, Trov. "What in the Emperor's name do they think they're doing?! This is unauthorized!"

"Don't blame thiz one, Jax...the Commander of that vessel iz the one you should be venting to."

Jax scowls at the Barabel, then reluctanty flips on the comm and speaks.

"This is Captain J. of the freighter, Ice Princess. You have no right to stop an innocent passenger freighter in these space lanes. There are millions of ships coming and going every hour...why don't you go pest one of them..."