Full Name: Valaras Ca’rid
Name: Valaras
Surname(s):
Age: 45
Homeworld: Mandalore
Affiliation: Mandalore
Title(s):
Nickname(s): Val
Sex: Male
Appearance: Zabrak- Athletic and mobile. Head has mild horns and markings typical of his people. His skin is pale as he spends nearly every waking moment in his armor. Speaking of his armor- it's green trimmed with gold and features a T-Visor. Many have tried and failed to realize that his armor may be bulky- but he is still incredibly fast in it. Decades of wearing it has made him attuned to it as if it were a second skin.
Personality: Professional, stern while on a job. While among friends (the few he’d call them) he can be boisterous, however most see him as the patient and reserved hunter.
Force Sensitivity: None
Abilities/Skills: Tracking, Fighting (Melee/Ranged), Demolitions, Piloting
Gear:
-Mandalorian TT-15A Powertech Armor
-Heavy Blaster Pistol (equipped)
-Scoped Blaster rifle (stowed)
-Slugthrower/shotgun (slung)
-Vinroblade and other gadgets hidden in his armor. Flamethrower, personal shield.
Strengths:
+Combat- He is an extremely dangerous fighter in both shootouts and brawls.
+Decent pilot
+Network of contacts in the Outer Rim
Weaknesses:
-Single-minded. While this serves him well for the most part he can be easy to predict.
-If he’s caught outside his armor he’s vulnerable.
-Loyal to a fault- once it’s been earned
Biography:
Valaras Ca’rid was a single slave that managed to survive a shipwreck on Mandalore. The Ca’rid clan picked him up, and after he survived the crash and days inbetween them finding him they decided he was beskargam incarnate- made of iron. They adopted him, and gave him his first armor.
Over the years he joined them on missions, as is the Mandalorian way- learning to fight, scrap, and kill to survive. His two brothers were his two closest friends. Fatefully, one killed the other and disappeared. He’s searched for Cabur ever since- going as far as coloring his armor gold to signify the vengeance he seeks.
He’s single minded in his missions and bounties, but any new intelligence about his brother has diverted his attention- leading to a reputation of being a flake. His results speak volumes to which makes him worth the gamble to prospective clients.
Name: Valaras
Surname(s):
Age: 45
Homeworld: Mandalore
Affiliation: Mandalore
Title(s):
Nickname(s): Val
Sex: Male
Appearance: Zabrak- Athletic and mobile. Head has mild horns and markings typical of his people. His skin is pale as he spends nearly every waking moment in his armor. Speaking of his armor- it's green trimmed with gold and features a T-Visor. Many have tried and failed to realize that his armor may be bulky- but he is still incredibly fast in it. Decades of wearing it has made him attuned to it as if it were a second skin.
Personality: Professional, stern while on a job. While among friends (the few he’d call them) he can be boisterous, however most see him as the patient and reserved hunter.
Force Sensitivity: None
Abilities/Skills: Tracking, Fighting (Melee/Ranged), Demolitions, Piloting
Gear:
-Mandalorian TT-15A Powertech Armor
-Heavy Blaster Pistol (equipped)
-Scoped Blaster rifle (stowed)
-Slugthrower/shotgun (slung)
-Vinroblade and other gadgets hidden in his armor. Flamethrower, personal shield.
Strengths:
+Combat- He is an extremely dangerous fighter in both shootouts and brawls.
+Decent pilot
+Network of contacts in the Outer Rim
Weaknesses:
-Single-minded. While this serves him well for the most part he can be easy to predict.
-If he’s caught outside his armor he’s vulnerable.
-Loyal to a fault- once it’s been earned
Biography:
Valaras Ca’rid was a single slave that managed to survive a shipwreck on Mandalore. The Ca’rid clan picked him up, and after he survived the crash and days inbetween them finding him they decided he was beskargam incarnate- made of iron. They adopted him, and gave him his first armor.
Over the years he joined them on missions, as is the Mandalorian way- learning to fight, scrap, and kill to survive. His two brothers were his two closest friends. Fatefully, one killed the other and disappeared. He’s searched for Cabur ever since- going as far as coloring his armor gold to signify the vengeance he seeks.
He’s single minded in his missions and bounties, but any new intelligence about his brother has diverted his attention- leading to a reputation of being a flake. His results speak volumes to which makes him worth the gamble to prospective clients.
