Editing Kasch Evoras

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'''Name''': Kasch Evoras<br />'''Type''': [[Cautious First Mate]]<br />'''Species''': [[Mandalorian]]<br />'''Height''': 1.8m<br />'''Weight''': 82kg<br />'''Age''': 29<br />'''Gender''': Male<br />'''Physical Description''':

'''Background''': I am a Mandalorian. That being the case, there was only so much I could do while being a no-class servant on Kamino. I was 12 when my family was killed and I was brought (read: sold) to that armorsmith on Kamino, along with some other rare goods, in exchange for some genetic something or other. Not that being with Master Threonyn was a terrible life, mind you. Like I said, I don't remember a lot, but I did remember the importance of weapons and armor and the like. I remembered how badass my dad's armor was.

To make a long story short, I managed to get away from Kamino. There may have been a lot of alcohol involved, but that whole thing with the explosion had absolutely nothing to do with me. I had designed my own armor, and brought it with me. I sneaked aboard a transport and got the hell off that planet. The first spaceport we got to I signed on with some mercs and started the good life.
I made it up the ranks with a lot of struggle and hardship before finally managing to acquire my own ship and a crew. For a few years it was great fun. We roamed space, meeting lots of interesting people and visiting lots of fascinating places. The best part was all of the great stuff lying around after we killed those interesting people and pirated their belongings. Ah, the life of a space pirate. My crew was like a family. I was the captain of our vessel, and as such had claimed my proper place as the pilot. It was, after all, my ship. My three mates took care of the rest of the responsibilities, but as they managed to get themselves torn to bits a few times I did have to learn how to put their sorry asses back together. (Seriously, if I had to treat any other accidents after Fnor and Tkille "argued" they were both getting booted.)

It was all fun, at least until we get targeted by another ship. Somehow we got boarded and my crew was killed. The invaders hadn't managed to catch me quite yet by the time i made it to to small shuttle we kept for emergencies, and after I set my bird to self destruct (I was taking those bastards down no matter what), I escaped.

I got to the nearest system, sold the shuttle, and fell back in to my old standard: taking what jobs I could as a mercenary and selling my skills to the highest bidder. At least that was what I did on the good days. The bad days, when all I could think about was how I survived while my crew was slaughtered, I found myself drifting through the bars drowning my sorrows in whatever I could find that would keep me from remembering. The only problem with that solution was my tendency to...argue with whoever interrupted my musings. But that was okay because if I got killed then I could join my crew.

That was what was happening when that stupid bastard with the seven fingers (who knew, I thought I was just drunk) got in the way of my suicide-by-wookiee attempt. Brash little kid somehow talked the furball down and got me to follow him. Well, it was either that or deal with the blaster he was aiming between my eyes. So now he says I have to find a way to pay him back for saving my life. Pfft: little does he know that I'm only in this until I can pay him back so I can get back to seeking an honorable death. But in the meantime, who knows, maybe this crew will be fun too.

'''Personality''': I used to be rather brash, but after what happened to my last crew I have become somewhat more reserved. I don't want to become attached to people again if they are just going to die in battle I would rather get rid of the enemy before things can escalate too far.

'''Objectives''': Find peace of mind after the horrible deaths of my last crew. Perform honorably to satisfy the life debt I owe Deschain.

'''Quotes''': "I fly better when I've had a few."

'''Dexterity''': 4D
*Blaster: 5D
*(S)Heavy Blaster Pistols: 6D+1
*Brawling Parry: 4D
*Dodge: 4D
*Grenade: 4D
*Melee Combat: 4D
*Melee Parry: 4D
*Running: 4D
*Thrown weapons: 4D
*Missile Weapons: 4D
*(S) Wrist Launcher: 5D
*Pick Pocket: 4D

'''Knowledge''': 3D
*Alien Species: 3D
*Cultures: 3D
*Intimidation: 3D
*Languages: 3D
*Planetary Systems: 3D
*Streetwise: 3D
*Survival: 3D
*Willpower: 3D

'''Mechanical''': 4D
*Astrogation: 5D+1
*Beast riding: 5D
*Communications: 5D
*Powersuit Operations: 5D
*(S) Mandalorian Power Armor: 6D
*Repulsorlift Operations: 5D
*Sensors: 5D+1
*Space Transports: 6D
*(S) Adventure Time: 6D+2
*Starship Shields: 5D+1
*Swoop operation: 5D
*Starship Gunnery: 5D
'''Perception''': 3D+2
*Bargain: 3D+2
*Con: 3D+2
*Forgery: 3D+2
*Gambling: 3D+2
*Hide: 3D+2
*Persuasion: 3D+2
*Search: 3D+2
*Sneak: 3D+2

'''Strength''': 3D+1
*Brawling: 3D+1
*Climbing/Jumping: 3D+1
*Lifting: 3D+1
*Swimming: 3D+1

'''Technical''': 3D
*Computer Programming/Repair: 3D
*Demolitions: 3D
*Droid programming: 3D
*Droid repair: 3D
*First aid: 5D
*(A) Medicine: 1D+1
*Security: 3D

'''Move''': 10<br />'''Force Sensitive''': no<br />'''Force Points''': 1<br />'''Dark Side Points''': 0<br />'''Character Points''': 0<br />'''Credits''': 2,500

'''Special Abilities''':
*Spatial Awareness  (At Character creation gain +1D to mechanical skills)

'''Gear''':
*[[Portable Clip Recharger]]
*[[Blaster Power Pack]] (4)
*[[Ankle Holster]]
*[[C1 Personal Comlink ]]
*[[Medkit]]
*[[Magnacuffs]] (2)
*[[Disguise Kit]]
*[[Scout’s Survival Pack]]
*[[Water Purifying Canteen]]
*[[Jedi Utility Belt]]
*Food (1 week)

'''Weapons''':
*[[Portable Plasma Cutter]]
*[[Caelli-Merced Sentinel IV]]
*[[Duelist Vibrorapier]]
*[[Throwing Knife]] (4)
*[[MM9 Wrist Rocket System]]
:*Locris Syndicated Securities Type-12B Hollow-Tip (4)
:*BlasTech Lumablast Rocket (4)

'''Armor''':
*[[Kasch's Armor]]

'''Notes''':