Post by wesker99801 on Jun 12, 2007 18:30:24 GMT -5
Name: Tirinio Einlad
Age: 29
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 128lbs
Era: The Clone Wars
Allegiance: Mercenary (Favores Sith)
Class: Bounty Hunter
Skills: Many skills that apply to theft and assassination. Has good piloting and great stealth.
Force Powers: N/A
Weapons: Dual Blasters, Sniper Rifle, Thermal Detonators, Double Vibroblade.
Spacecraft: Small Freighter (The Swift Darkness)
Appearance: Very tall, young looking, brown hair, brown eyes. Wears a red armor suit and a helmet.
Personality: Tirinio does what ever is best for people.......with a little money. He cares for nothing but the current job, so he is very dedicated to his objective. Very stern, but sarcastic as well.
Likes and dislikes: Tirinio doesn't like the Hutts. The last job he did on Nal Hutta, he was set up by them, and he barely escaped. Doesn't like the Republic. He feels that they don't deal with their enemies as harshly as they should. He can't stand ewoks. They are the ugliest thing to ever happen to the galaxy.
He likes the Sith, for they deal with their enemies fair enough. He likes the bothans. They like him as well. He also supports Tatooine, for it's one of the safest places in the galaxy.
History: Tirinio was raised by family friends on Thyferra after his parents were killed by the Hutts' orders (he still doesn't know). They were not quite the legal type, so he was trained by them to always keep an eye open, and to watch his friends more than his enemies. Tipped off by other friends, they moved to the large cities of Fondor by the time Tirinio was 25. By then, he had a regular job of aiding his uncle smuggle death sticks to Taris. They were caught by a group of pirates, and captured. They were taken to Sullust, where his uncle died of old age. Tirinio finally escaped, but the pirates let him go. They did however return to him demanding a job that he "owed them". For a price, Tirinio stole some very important droid plans from Taris, and was accepted into the pirate group. Ever since, he has been doing jobs for people that branch of from the Black Sun Pirates.
Introduction:
"Almost done?!?!" Tirinio shouted. The droid beeped in return. The repairs on the ship were not very easy. The Swift Darkness had taken some very heavy damage.
"Occupants of the ship, this is the last warning. Land on Coruscant or we will use heavy ammunition."
"Not this time Republic scum!" Tirinio put the ship at full speed. He braced himself as the ship hyperspaced, not to Coruscant, but to Utapau. Finding the nearest docking bay, he pulled the cargo shiop into the opening. Five droids awaited him.
Exiting the ship, the droids asked, "Under order 573, we are not to allow anyone in docking bay 33."
"I have special cargo the general ordered." Tirinio replied.
"Well, well, well. The boy actually did do his job." A woman in her thirties with black robes stepped into the light, her hand on her lightsaber in her consealed belt. "I am ordered to take the cargo to Grievous. He will be impressed."
"Vesper, what do you want?" Tirinio asked, knowing with her, nothing was as it seemed.
"Just come with me to get your pay. 5,000 credits as we agreed."
"I believe it was 6,000," Tirinio nearly shouted, thinking how it wasn't funny when it comes to money.
She smiled, and they both headed for the tenth story.
Age: 29
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 128lbs
Era: The Clone Wars
Allegiance: Mercenary (Favores Sith)
Class: Bounty Hunter
Skills: Many skills that apply to theft and assassination. Has good piloting and great stealth.
Force Powers: N/A
Weapons: Dual Blasters, Sniper Rifle, Thermal Detonators, Double Vibroblade.
Spacecraft: Small Freighter (The Swift Darkness)
Appearance: Very tall, young looking, brown hair, brown eyes. Wears a red armor suit and a helmet.
Personality: Tirinio does what ever is best for people.......with a little money. He cares for nothing but the current job, so he is very dedicated to his objective. Very stern, but sarcastic as well.
Likes and dislikes: Tirinio doesn't like the Hutts. The last job he did on Nal Hutta, he was set up by them, and he barely escaped. Doesn't like the Republic. He feels that they don't deal with their enemies as harshly as they should. He can't stand ewoks. They are the ugliest thing to ever happen to the galaxy.
He likes the Sith, for they deal with their enemies fair enough. He likes the bothans. They like him as well. He also supports Tatooine, for it's one of the safest places in the galaxy.
History: Tirinio was raised by family friends on Thyferra after his parents were killed by the Hutts' orders (he still doesn't know). They were not quite the legal type, so he was trained by them to always keep an eye open, and to watch his friends more than his enemies. Tipped off by other friends, they moved to the large cities of Fondor by the time Tirinio was 25. By then, he had a regular job of aiding his uncle smuggle death sticks to Taris. They were caught by a group of pirates, and captured. They were taken to Sullust, where his uncle died of old age. Tirinio finally escaped, but the pirates let him go. They did however return to him demanding a job that he "owed them". For a price, Tirinio stole some very important droid plans from Taris, and was accepted into the pirate group. Ever since, he has been doing jobs for people that branch of from the Black Sun Pirates.
Introduction:
"Almost done?!?!" Tirinio shouted. The droid beeped in return. The repairs on the ship were not very easy. The Swift Darkness had taken some very heavy damage.
"Occupants of the ship, this is the last warning. Land on Coruscant or we will use heavy ammunition."
"Not this time Republic scum!" Tirinio put the ship at full speed. He braced himself as the ship hyperspaced, not to Coruscant, but to Utapau. Finding the nearest docking bay, he pulled the cargo shiop into the opening. Five droids awaited him.
Exiting the ship, the droids asked, "Under order 573, we are not to allow anyone in docking bay 33."
"I have special cargo the general ordered." Tirinio replied.
"Well, well, well. The boy actually did do his job." A woman in her thirties with black robes stepped into the light, her hand on her lightsaber in her consealed belt. "I am ordered to take the cargo to Grievous. He will be impressed."
"Vesper, what do you want?" Tirinio asked, knowing with her, nothing was as it seemed.
"Just come with me to get your pay. 5,000 credits as we agreed."
"I believe it was 6,000," Tirinio nearly shouted, thinking how it wasn't funny when it comes to money.
She smiled, and they both headed for the tenth story.
