Post by Corvavus on Feb 10, 2019 3:21:57 GMT -7
Name:Corvavus Orien aka Cor
Age: 32
Original or Canon Character?: original
Gender: male
Race/Species: human
Height/Weight: 6'1/ 220lbs
Alliance: smuggler/criminal/privateer
Rank: Privateer
Weapons And Other Items:
Corellian Targeter's bracers Mk-2
Corellian Targeter's Shotgun Mk-2
Unleashed Targeter's blaster pistol
Hardwire Techno Electrotex Boots
Thermal Targeter's leggings Mk-2
Thermal Targeter's jacket Mk-2
Combat belt
Bovin Skirmish gauntlet's
Tascorp Flak Helmet Mk-II
Time Era: Old Republic
Image:
Face-Claim:in game pic
Description: The man stands just an inch over six feet tall. He fits perfecting next to his ship and he wears the usual spacer attire though he does like the darker of the colors on him. His hair is well groomed even for a spacer along with the mustache he sports too. His eyes have the tendency to even look as though they can tell when you are lying. His smile and fast talk are probably what sets him about from most. With that mischievous look in his eyes. That never leaves even if he's upset with you.
Personality: Corvavus is cynical but he is also a romantic. That is to say that he knows the evils of the world he works with them but he also knows that there are good people out there and he can be persuaded to be good and drop cargo if it's going to actually hurt more people than its going to save. He's strong in personality and stubborn but he is also one of those people you never want to tick off because he can back up his fast talk and lies. He knows how to go toe to toe with some of the dirtiest criminals in the world and with some of those sith that he has crossed. He will not take your shit and he rather likes the queen he has on his ship. So let's not piss her off either.
History: The man wasn't always as cynical as he is these days. All he ever wanted was to be in space with a crew, his ship, and whatever job that he had been given. Luckily enough for him he was born on Corellia. He loves his home planet and yea he was born with jet fuel for blood. His parents were scavengers and freighters. So he knew how to pilot a ship before he even knew how to do anything else. As he got older he realized that his father actually a smuggler and he had a family job he needed to take over once the old man had passed away. Of course that was going to be sooner rather than later. His father never came back from a trip. This left his mother upset and the woman died of a broken heart when her son was a teenager. So now left alone he knew of only a few things that he was good at and so he started his life as a smuggler and made some friends with some very powerful people.
Life was going swell up until war was again on the edges of republic space. And as usual both sides wanted who they could get to run supplies for them and so he started in on that and hoped that he wouldn't end up dead. On the planet or Ord Mentall he started a trip and gained a crew that he very much so does not want to let go of. He likes them all and he very much so wants to show every one of them that even being a criminal doesn't mean exactly what one thinks it does. He's savvy with what he does and as they crew got bigger he met with two women that give him a fun for his money and he's glad for it. One he has fallen in love with and seems to be able to see through him. They seem to mesh regardless of the fact that they tried for a bit to keep their relationship professional.
Life was going well up until they took a trip to Voss and somehow landed in a spot that he's totally not so sure where he is. After all he is pretty sure they ain't in their space anymore.
Role Play Sample: please regard my other characters Luereth
Age: 32
Original or Canon Character?: original
Gender: male
Race/Species: human
Height/Weight: 6'1/ 220lbs
Alliance: smuggler/criminal/privateer
Rank: Privateer
Weapons And Other Items:
Corellian Targeter's bracers Mk-2
Corellian Targeter's Shotgun Mk-2
Unleashed Targeter's blaster pistol
Hardwire Techno Electrotex Boots
Thermal Targeter's leggings Mk-2
Thermal Targeter's jacket Mk-2
Combat belt
Bovin Skirmish gauntlet's
Tascorp Flak Helmet Mk-II
Time Era: Old Republic
Image:
Face-Claim:in game pic
Description: The man stands just an inch over six feet tall. He fits perfecting next to his ship and he wears the usual spacer attire though he does like the darker of the colors on him. His hair is well groomed even for a spacer along with the mustache he sports too. His eyes have the tendency to even look as though they can tell when you are lying. His smile and fast talk are probably what sets him about from most. With that mischievous look in his eyes. That never leaves even if he's upset with you.
Personality: Corvavus is cynical but he is also a romantic. That is to say that he knows the evils of the world he works with them but he also knows that there are good people out there and he can be persuaded to be good and drop cargo if it's going to actually hurt more people than its going to save. He's strong in personality and stubborn but he is also one of those people you never want to tick off because he can back up his fast talk and lies. He knows how to go toe to toe with some of the dirtiest criminals in the world and with some of those sith that he has crossed. He will not take your shit and he rather likes the queen he has on his ship. So let's not piss her off either.
History: The man wasn't always as cynical as he is these days. All he ever wanted was to be in space with a crew, his ship, and whatever job that he had been given. Luckily enough for him he was born on Corellia. He loves his home planet and yea he was born with jet fuel for blood. His parents were scavengers and freighters. So he knew how to pilot a ship before he even knew how to do anything else. As he got older he realized that his father actually a smuggler and he had a family job he needed to take over once the old man had passed away. Of course that was going to be sooner rather than later. His father never came back from a trip. This left his mother upset and the woman died of a broken heart when her son was a teenager. So now left alone he knew of only a few things that he was good at and so he started his life as a smuggler and made some friends with some very powerful people.
Life was going swell up until war was again on the edges of republic space. And as usual both sides wanted who they could get to run supplies for them and so he started in on that and hoped that he wouldn't end up dead. On the planet or Ord Mentall he started a trip and gained a crew that he very much so does not want to let go of. He likes them all and he very much so wants to show every one of them that even being a criminal doesn't mean exactly what one thinks it does. He's savvy with what he does and as they crew got bigger he met with two women that give him a fun for his money and he's glad for it. One he has fallen in love with and seems to be able to see through him. They seem to mesh regardless of the fact that they tried for a bit to keep their relationship professional.
Life was going well up until they took a trip to Voss and somehow landed in a spot that he's totally not so sure where he is. After all he is pretty sure they ain't in their space anymore.
Role Play Sample: please regard my other characters Luereth