Star Wars: Bounty Hunter (System, Exotic, Smutty)

[PhantomPistoleer]

Ok then.

Next idea is a Soldier/Tech Specialist. The kind of person who likes to craft their own gear. I understand that there is no custom gear to start but is that a viable choice going forward?

You may craft, but I am not sure how viable it’ll be.

[Marie Reynolds]

character pic

Character Sheet

Name:Jalrea Lethol
Species: Human
Class: Noble/Scout 1
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Height: 1.6 m
Weight: 69kg


Str: 13  +1
Dex: 16 +3
Con: 15 +2
Int: 18   +4
Wis: 14 +2
Cha: 17 +3

HP: 10

Bab: 0
M: 1
Ranged:3
Initiative: +7

Weapons:
Blaster Carbine  DMG: 3d8  Crit: 19-20 Range:20m  Weight:2.2kg Stun :DC 15
Ion gun pistol  Dmg: 3d6 Crit:20 range: 8m weight 1 kg Stun Dc: 15
Knife: Dmg: 1d4+1  Crit:20 Range: 2m weight: 1 kg  Type:Peircing size: sma;;
Unarmed: Dmg: 1d3+1

Defense:  15=10+2+3

Fort:      13=10+1+2
Reflex: 15=10+2+3
Will:     15=10+3+2

Reputation: +4
Languages:
Basic(R/W)
Ryl(R/W)
Huttesse(R/W)

Feat:
1st:
Improved Initiative:
+4 to  initiative
Racial Features:
4 extra Skill points at 1st level and 1 extra skill at each level after 1st
Bonus Feat(Fame)
R/w Basic Speak basic
Base speed 10 meters

Class Features:

Noble:
Bonus Class Skill: Escape Artist
Favor +1
Starting Feats:
Weapon Group Proficiency(Blaster Pistols)
Weapon Group Proficiency(Simple Weapons)

Scout:
Bonus Feat:Sharp Eyed
Starting Feats:
Weapon Group Proficiency(Blaster Pistols)
Weapon Group Proficiency(Blaster Rifles)
Weapon Group Proficiency(Simple Weapons)

Skills:
Astrogate(int):                4=2+2
Climb(str):                  3=2+1
Computer use(int):               6=2+4
Demolition(int):               6=2+4
Diplomacy(cha):               5=2+3
Disguise(cha):                  5=2+3
Entertain(cha)(Dance, Drama and Comedy):   6=3+3
Escape Artist(dex):               6=3+3
Hide(dex):                  6=3+3
Jump(str):                  3=2+1
Knowledge(int)(business):            6=2+4
Listen(wis):                  4=2+2
Move Silently(dex):               5=2+3
Pilot(dex):                  6=3+3
Ride(dex):                  5=2+3
Search(int):                  8=2+4+2
Sense Motive(wis):               6=2+2+2
Spot(wis):                  4=2+2
Survival(wis):                  4=2+2
Swim(str):                  4=2+2

Equipment:
Field Kit  10kg
4 power packs .4kg
Comlink .1 kg
Credit chip .1kg
2 liquid cable dispensers .2kg
Flight suit 3 kg
Fusion Lantern 2 kg
Credits Remaining: 50
Carrying Capacity:
Total Weight Carried: 20kg
L: 25KG M: 50KG H: 75KG

History:
Jalrea is the daughter of  Keldia Lethol a successful bounty hunter and  holovid  star. Her mother  worked both  jobs equally bounty and actress. She did a bunch of bit parts to start out in a variety of holovid shows.   She started in  small parts  and bounty hunting on the side. It was in the pursuit of one of her targets she  also managed to save a producers life when the target took hostages. This is when her life would take a  turn the  Producer  offered her an opportunity to combine her talents as a bounty hunter and  take advantage of  her acting potential as well as he recognized her from some of her other roles. This launched her life as a star and a bounty hunter.

Then during a cast party of  one of her movies she got a bit more drunk then usual and found herself in the bed with others waking up after an orgy . Then she  received news that she was pregnant but unsure who the father was but she decided it was best to just raise the child on her own.She saw to private tutors  to teach her daughter and when she was of age she saw to teaching her acting and the skills to be a bounty hunter.

Then she ultimately followed into her mothers foot steps. This time her mother moved on as she got older into producing and  was building a company that she would hope one day her daughter would inheritor.

Jalrea  led her life of star and bounty hunter though despite her mother owning a production company she wanted to start small in acting and her her way just like anyone else and also leave her time to balance between her career as a actress and bounty hunter.

Though she chose to start at the bottom many were jealous of her connections to her  mother. They gave her the most embarrassing roles, that usually involved her getting kidnapped and such playing damsels but she had to endure  pranks after shoots  usually left  bond and having to escape on her own.

[Garuss Vakarian]

id be really interested, I do want to do a system game. Though I am disappointing at the race limitation (Always wanted to play a Rodian and considered playing a Mon Calamari like my first star wars character was in my first campaign. lol.) I do have a few character ideas in mind however. Perhaps a Dathomirian Zebrak? assuming they are still kicking one way or another in the time line as they are borderline extinct the closer you get to the sequal trilogy. If a Zebrak from Dathomir is cool id love to make one. Main thing that separates Dathomirian Zebraks from regular is the tribal tattoos and sometimes their skin palette.

Character image

My other character idea would be a greyed and tired ol ex clone trooper trying to make ends meet as a bounty hunter. So more or less human, if you consider a Jango clone human. Edit: Either way I will make a straight up, no holds bar soldier, brother. No duel classing here just a pure combat specialist! So we have some one on the team best to man the turret while every one else can do the fandangled technical things or talk if talking is needed. lol. Dipping classes is fun but sometimes in my experience there just needs to be at least that one person who bite's the bullet and does a full swing into a combat class for the parties strength as a whole. 

Edit: Im debating if I will lean him towards melee Vibro combat or Big freaking Guns! (Im leaning towards making Arnold blush and going big freaking guns lol.)

[PhantomPistoleer]

id be really interested, I do want to do a system game. Though I am disappointing at the race limitation (Always wanted to play a Rodian and considered playing a Mon Calamari like my first star wars character was in my first campaign. lol.) I do have a few character ideas in mind however. Perhaps a Dathomirian Zebrak? assuming they are still kicking one way or another in the time line as they are borderline extinct the closer you get to the sequal trilogy. If a Zebrak from Dathomir is cool id love to make one. Main thing that separates Dathomirian Zebraks from regular is the tribal tattoos and sometimes their skin palette.

Character image

My other character idea would be a greyed and tired ol ex clone trooper trying to make ends meet as a bounty hunter. So more or less human, if you consider a Jango clone human. Edit: Either way I will make a straight up, no holds bar soldier, brother. No duel classing here just a pure combat specialist! So we have some one on the team best to man the turret while every one else can do the fandangled technical things or talk if talking is needed. lol. Dipping classes is fun but sometimes in my experience there just needs to be at least that one person who bite's the bullet and does a full swing into a combat class for the parties strength as a whole. 

Edit: Im debating if I will lean him towards melee Vibro combat or Big freaking Guns! (Im leaning towards making Arnold blush and going big freaking guns lol.)

I don’t understand what you mean by “no duel classing here.”  It’s a gestalt game.  You are supposed to have two classes.

[Garuss Vakarian]

I don’t understand what you mean by “no duel classing here.”  It’s a gestalt game.  You are supposed to have two classes.

My bad, I first viewed the post yesterday waiting to see what most was playing before I chose. Musta skipped my mind this was a gestalt game today. Is a Dathamirian fine though? Only asking cus of the supposed rarity of them. Edit: And cuz I dont fully know whats legend or not.

[Muse]

Ok then.

Next idea is a Soldier/Tech Specialist. The kind of person who likes to craft their own gear. I understand that there is no custom gear to start but is that a viable choice going forward?

That was specifically what I was looking at Caelcormac.  Would you prefer i find a different build?  :) 

[Garuss Vakarian]

Well since this is gestalt and we are limited from jedi classes, some if not a lot of overlap is foreseeable. Id be less concerned with that myself and more so with if my character is someone I like and the class is what I want to play, ya know what I mean? :) . Besides two of the same thing can be played entirely different based on skill focus/feats/talents and all. Id say be soldier tech buddies and nerd out together in the ship. 

[PhantomPistoleer]

My bad, I first viewed the post yesterday waiting to see what most was playing before I chose. Musta skipped my mind this was a gestalt game today. Is a Dathamirian fine though? Only asking cus of the supposed rarity of them. Edit: And cuz I dont fully know whats legend or not.

No.  They were eradicated by the Galactic Empire.

[caelcormac]

That was specifically what I was looking at Caelcormac.  Would you prefer i find a different build?  :)

Make what you want Muse. I'm sticking with Soldier/Tech but I'm actually considering being more of a slicer/security expert than a crafter at this point.

[Muse]

*Smiles*  Thanks.  I just wanted to make sure if it would bother you having overlap.  :) 

[caelcormac]

Heh, with Gestalt characters its almost hard not to overlap at least a little.

[Garuss Vakarian]

^ Right.

GM: Aight, going regular Zebrak then. I just generally prefer the dark skintone + tribal tatt's visually but didn't want to play something boring like human. (Not to knock human players, if it is your style cool! all power to ya. I just rarely like to be human when in a fantasy setting. Or in this case, Sci fi Fantasy.)

[caelcormac]

JIR LAAL
Level 1 Zabrak Soldier/Tech Specialist
Vitality: 13, Wound: 16, Def: 16, Reputation: +0

Backstory: Jin grew up poor on the outskirts of one of the galaxies many spaceports, the daughter of an ex-pirate and the green grocer she settled down with. The Galaxy was a tough place and Kind mother made sure she was tough too, learning to be handy with a knife and a blaster even as she studied for the acceptance test at a nearby technical academy. Jin aced the test and her parents scraped up the tuition money, so she got to spend her teenage years learning about computer systems and technical repairs, things the young Zabrak girl enjoyed and excelled at.

Fresh from the academy Jin took a job helping Reg Tansoo, an old friend of her mother's, keep his ship flying. It was only supposed to be a 3 month tour during which Jin's mother was promised there would be no trouble at all. By the second week they were making an unscheduled stop to deliver some illicit spice and we're caught by bounty hunters who had some pointed questions for Reg about some debts that he owed. Unable to fly the ship and with no way to pay the docking fee's Jin had to beg the bounty hunters to take her in order for her to avoid being stranded on an unfamiliar world with no way to contact her parents. She paid her way doing more or less what she had done for Reg, but with the occasional unruly prisoner to deal with. Jin was handy with a knife and a blaster and so the hunters slowly had her do more and more until she was a junior partner in the business. By the time she made it home a year later she was part of the Guild and had found her calling. Her parents were not pleased.

It's been almost three years since then an her old crew is coming apart at the seams. Debts are collecting, profits are down, and. more than one of her partners has approached her about teaming up against the others. Seeing the writing on the wall Jin jumped ship with nothing but a duffel bag of personal gear. She was lucky to get a berth on the Fallen Lady


ABILITIES:
STR 14 (+2), DEX 17 (+3), CON 16 (+3), INT 18 (+4), WIS 15 (+2), CHA 13 (+1)

SPECIAL ABILITIES:
+2 Racial Bonus to Fortitude and Will

FEATS & FEATURES: Armor Proficiency (Light), Weapon Group Proficiency (Blaster Pistols), Weapon Group Proficiency (Blaster Rifles), Weapon Group Proficiency (Heavy Weapons), Weapon Group Proficiency (Simple Weapons), Weapon Group Proficiency (Vibro Weapons), Skill Emphasis (Computer Use)

SKILLS:
Astrogate 2 (+6), Computer Use 4 (+11), Craft (Droids) 2 (+6), Demolitions 2 (+6), Disable Device 2 (+6), Knowledge (Streetwise) 2 (+6),Knowledge (Alien Species) 2 (+6), Knowledge (Technology) 4 (+8), Knowledge (Tactics) 2 (+6), Repair 4 (+8), Search 4 (+8), Treat Injury 2 (+4)

Languages:Basic, Zabrak, Huttese, Binary[Droid]
COMBAT:
BaB +1;

• Heavy Blaster (+4, 3d8damage, 20 Crit, 8m range, DC 18 stun, 50 shots);
• Vibroblade(+3, 2d6+3 damage, 20 Crit);
• Knife (+3, 1d4 damage);
• Unarmed (+3, 1d2 damage);

Def +3;
Init +3;
DR 2

SAVES:
Fort 2 (+7), Ref 1 (+4), Will 1 (+5)

EQUIPMENT:
Commlink, Datapad, 10 Datacards (blank), Glow Rod, Liquid Cable Dispenser Tool Kit, Knife, Blaster Heavy, Vibroblade, Armored Bodysuit (Equivalent to Helmet & Vest), Power Pack, Energy Cell, 45 credits

[Garuss Vakarian]

Kelzach 'Kel' Argo
Lvl: 1
Species: Zabrak
Class: Soldier/Fringer
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Height: 6 foot 1
Weight: 85kg

Vitality:13  Wound:16   Def:16 (-1dex Armor)   Reputation: +0
Str: 17 + 3
Dex: 18 +4
Con: 16 + 3
Int: 15 +2
Wis: 13 +1
Cha: 14 +2

(Zabrak: + 2 to will and Fort.)
BAB: +1
Fort: +4
Reflex: +1
Will:+2
Initiative: +4

Fringer Class Feature: Bonus Class Skill: lvl1, Apraisel
Soldier Class Features: +3 defense.

(Ranks: 32)
Class skills:
Astrogate: Ranks:0 Modifier:+2
Appraise: Ranks:1 Modifier:+2
Demolitions: Ranks:2 Modifier:+2
Computer Use: Ranks:1 Modifier:+2
Climb: Ranks:2 Modifier:+3
Craft: Ranks:0 Modifier:+2
Gamble: Ranks:0 Modifier:+2
Handle Animal: Ranks:0 Modifier:+2
Hide: Ranks:2 Modifier:+4
Intimidate: Ranks:4 Modifier:+2
Jump: Ranks:4 Modifier:+3
Knowledge: Ranks:1 Modifier:+2
Listen: Ranks:4 Modifier:+1
Pilot: Ranks:2 Modifier:+4
Profession(Bountyhunter): Ranks:4  Modifier:+1
Repair: Ranks:0  Modifier:+2
Ride: Ranks:0  Modifier:+4
Search: Ranks:2 Modifier:+2
Spot: Ranks:4  Modifier:+1
Survival: Ranks:4 Modifier:+1
Swim: Ranks:2  Modifier: +3
Treat Injury: Ranks:0 Modifier:+1

Starting Feats – Armor Proficiency (light), Weapon Proficiency (simple weapons, Pistol's, Rifles, Heavy Weapons, Vibro Weapons.)

Level 1 Feat – Armor Proficiency Medium

Armor:-2000 Padded Armor (Medium) Damage Reduction 4 Maximum Dex +3  Armor Check Penalty -4 (Except not so white and clean looking, imagine it as older, tattered and dirty like, as if he got it on a bargain. Also no spurs of coarse lol.)

Weapon:-750 credits  Westar55 Heavy Blaster Pistol : DMG:3d8 Crit:20  Range:8 meters .

Equipment:-235
Grappling Spike Launcher (-50) Glow Rod (-10) 3 power packs (-75) Credit Chit (-100)

Credits: 5

[Muse]

Name:      Nyala Orn
Class 1:      Soldier 1
Class 2:      Tech Specialist 1
Concept:      Self educated, tech savvy Twi’lek slave girl who won her freedom in a gladiatorial tournament. 
EXP:         0
Next Level:   1,000
Species:      Twi’lek

Age:         18
Build:      Hard bodied with a tiny little waist round hips and big breasts. 
Gender:      Female
Sexuality:      Bisexual and submissive. 
Height:      5’10”
Weight:      155lbs
Skin:         Purple
Hair:         Lekku
Eyes:      Purple with black rims. 
Style:      Skimpy but comfortable.  She owns a couple of outfits--some that she made herself--including a gladiator girl costume and a slave dancer costume. 

History:      As a young girl, Nyala Orn was trained and indoctrinated by the other dancers to be properly alluring and submissive.  While doing chores as a child, she picked up a variety of technical skills--sometimes getting droids to instruct her when organics wouldn’t be bothered.  Her mater Taaron the Hutt (pronounced Tae, then Ron, like the human name) noticed her intelligence and technical acumen.  He began making greater and greater use of her abilities.  One guard was so indulgent of the little girl fixing his blasters and armor that he took her to the firing range and taught her to use them. 
   Nyala continued her indoctrination with the dancing girls, but it was increasingly clear Taaron had other uses for her as well. 
   One day, when Nyala had recently turned fifteen and was developing into quite a beauty, Taaron was holding a pit fight for several important guests.  One of the girls who was supposed to fight came suddenly down with an Aphasian Flu.  Thinking quickly, Nyala was dressed in a skimpy leather costume, given a vibroblade, and sent into the arena. 
   No one was more surprised than Nyala when she won. 
   It was also extremely thrilling to her.  The cheering of the crowd, her life on the edge.  She found herself for a brief moment--for the first time in her life--in charge of her own destiny. 
   Nyala was put in other pit fights.  She discovered an annual competition called The Galloway Games.  The champion of the games earned 30,000 credits for her master, 3,000 credits and emancipation for herself. 
   After training hard for two years on top of her other duties, Nyala received her masters permission on her seventeenth birthday.  The fighting was brutal, and huge crowds roared for blood, or cheered for their favorites.  She had to fight men more than women now, and sometimes from some of the galaxy’s strongest species. 
   Her master grew increasingly more supportive with every victory. She was a newcomer and an underdog, but Taaron new she had hidden strength and he was betting on her extensively.  He made sure she had good medical attention between bouts, and wasn’t forced to labor between them, either. 
   When Nyala won the duel that would more her to the final match, she was so bloodied and broken that few thought she’d make it there.  She found herself lying on a stretcher, with the soldier who had taught her to use blasters at the firing range all those years ago holding her hand as she was led away.  “You’re going to be okay, Nyala,” he said with a reassuring smile, giving her lekku a soothing caress.  “Your master is proud.  He has rented you time in a bacta tank.” 
   Sure enough, they were moving into a hospital.  A Medical droid removed her gladiator girl armor and began attaching electrodes.  The soldier didn’t leave.  “Listen to me, Nyala.  You have a kind heart.  I’ve seen you fight.  Every time.  I’ve seen you hold back killing blows.  I’ve seen you help surrendered opponents off of the sand.  You have fighting spirit, but you don’t have killer instinct.” 
   He leaned down and kissed her lightly on the lips.  “Nyala.  The winner of your next fight will be free.  The man you're facing is named Martel.  He will not hold back.  He will not surrender.  He will live free or he will die. 
   “You have to do the same.” 
   She heard the soldier’s last sentence as she was lowered into the bacta tank. 
   “You have to kill him.” 
   A few hours later, feeling like a new woman, Nyala emerged from the bacta tank.  Three of the dancing girls who had raised her were waiting.  They dressed her in a long, slender loincloth and a baldric that bared one breast.  Nyala was taken before Taaron the Hutt for a private audience.  He commanded her to kneel, and she elegantly complied.  He commanded her to dance. 
   Dancing for a man for the first time, for her beloved and hated master, she gyrated on the poles or all she was worth. 
   The hut kissed her, gray tongue plundering her lips.  Then he pulled off her clothing.  Little hands and long tongue and slimy flesh brought her body to vibrant, heated life like never before.  He reared up to reveal his alien cock.  She sucked on him worshipfully, between her lips and between her breasts. 
   Then her master claimed her maidenhood and made her scream in bliss ‘til dawn. 
   A day later, with the confidence of a woman, Nyala Orn strode out ont the stands with a low powered pistol and a vibroblade.  She faced down Martel--an almost seven tall zabrack-with conviction and strength.  They fought for ten minutes. 
   Nyala Orn lived free. 
   Martel died. 
   

[1651Leviathan]

I'll probably throw my hat in for this. I'm thinking of doing a soldier/scout, but we'll see. Almost certainly male, since it looks like the male:female ratio is pretty F heavy. To shamelessly draw inspiration from The Mandalorian, would a Mandalorian (or failed Mandalorian or somesuch) be suitable?

[PhantomPistoleer]

I'll probably throw my hat in for this. I'm thinking of doing a soldier/scout, but we'll see. Almost certainly male, since it looks like the male:female ratio is pretty F heavy. To shamelessly draw inspiration from The Mandalorian, would a Mandalorian (or failed Mandalorian or somesuch) be suitable?

Yes.

[PhantomPistoleer]

I will be accepting every character I can get.

Muse, your PC needs a sheet.

Garuss, you are fine.

Caelcormac, I like the avatar.  In.

ESG, obviously, you’re in.

Marie, I liked the bit about the orgy.  In!

LSW, please change the pic.  Otherwise in.

And anyone and everyone that wants to play, please get something in by this Sunday EST time.  Thank you.

[LSWSjr]

Done, although I miss not getting any use out of my own art.

Cheers
Rowan/LSWSjr

[caelcormac]

I've added my background and changed around my sheet a bit. Computer Use is now my primary tech skill and I swapped in Craft Droid. My own army of murder and/or pleasure bots will remain a character goal even if achieving it is out of the scope of the game :)

[Marie Reynolds]

Yay! Glad you liked that Phantom.

[Muse]

Name:      Nyala Orn
Class 1:      Soldier 1
Class 2:      Tech Specialist 1
Concept:      Self educated, tech savvy Twi’lek slave girl who won her freedom in a gladiatorial tournament. 
EXP:         0
Next Level:   1,000
Species:      Twi’lek

Age:         18
Build:      Hard bodied with a tiny little waist round hips and big breasts. 
Gender:      Female
Sexuality:      Bisexual and submissive. 
Height:      5’10”
Weight:      155lbs
Skin:         Purple
Hair:         Lekku
Eyes:      Purple with black rims. 
Style:      Skimpy but comfortable.  She owns a couple of outfits--some that she made herself--including a gladiator girl costume and a slave dancer costume. 

History:      As a young girl, Nyala Orn was trained and indoctrinated by the other dancers to be properly alluring and submissive.  While doing chores as a child, she picked up a variety of technical skills--sometimes getting droids to instruct her when organics wouldn’t be bothered.  Her mater Taaron the Hutt (pronounced Tae, then Ron, like the human name) noticed her intelligence and technical acumen.  He began making greater and greater use of her abilities.  One guard was so indulgent of the little girl fixing his blasters and armor that he took her to the firing range and taught her to use them. 
   Nyala continued her indoctrination with the dancing girls, but it was increasingly clear Taaron had other uses for her as well. 
   One day, when Nyala had recently turned fifteen and was developing into quite a beauty, Taaron was holding a pit fight for several important guests.  One of the girls who was supposed to fight came suddenly down with an Aphasian Flu.  Thinking quickly, Nyala was dressed in a skimpy leather costume, given a vibroblade, and sent into the arena. 
   No one was more surprised than Nyala when she won. 
   It was also extremely thrilling to her.  The cheering of the crowd, her life on the edge.  She found herself for a brief moment--for the first time in her life--in charge of her own destiny. 
   Nyala was put in other pit fights.  She discovered an annual competition called The Galloway Games.  The champion of the games earned 30,000 credits for her master, 3,000 credits and emancipation for herself. 
   After training hard for two years on top of her other duties, Nyala received her masters permission on her seventeenth birthday.  The fighting was brutal, and huge crowds roared for blood, or cheered for their favorites.  She had to fight men more than women now, and sometimes from some of the galaxy’s strongest species. 
   Her master grew increasingly more supportive with every victory. She was a newcomer and an underdog, but Taaron new she had hidden strength and he was betting on her extensively.  He made sure she had good medical attention between bouts, and wasn’t forced to labor between them, either. 
   When Nyala won the duel that would more her to the final match, she was so bloodied and broken that few thought she’d make it there.  She found herself lying on a stretcher, with the soldier who had taught her to use blasters at the firing range all those years ago holding her hand as she was led away.  “You’re going to be okay, Nyala,” he said with a reassuring smile, giving her lekku a soothing caress.  “Your master is proud.  He has rented you time in a bacta tank.” 
   Sure enough, they were moving into a hospital.  A Medical droid removed her gladiator girl armor and began attaching electrodes.  The soldier didn’t leave.  “Listen to me, Nyala.  You have a kind heart.  I’ve seen you fight.  Every time.  I’ve seen you hold back killing blows.  I’ve seen you help surrendered opponents off of the sand.  You have fighting spirit, but you don’t have killer instinct.” 
   He leaned down and kissed her lightly on the lips.  “Nyala.  The winner of your next fight will be free.  The man you're facing is named Martel.  He will not hold back.  He will not surrender.  He will live free or he will die. 
   “You have to do the same.” 
   She heard the soldier’s last sentence as she was lowered into the bacta tank. 
   “You have to kill him.” 
   A few hours later, feeling like a new woman, Nyala emerged from the bacta tank.  Three of the dancing girls who had raised her were waiting.  They dressed her in a long, slender loincloth and a baldric that bared one breast.  Nyala was taken before Taaron the Hutt for a private audience.  He commanded her to kneel, and she elegantly complied.  He commanded her to dance. 
   Dancing for a man for the first time, for her beloved and hated master, she gyrated on the poles or all she was worth. 
   The hut kissed her, gray tongue plundering her lips.  Then he pulled off her clothing.  Little hands and long tongue and slimy flesh brought her body to vibrant, heated life like never before.  He reared up to reveal his alien cock.  She sucked on him worshipfully, between her lips and between her breasts. 
   Then her master claimed her maidenhood and made her scream in bliss ‘til dawn. 
   A day later, with the confidence of a woman, Nyala Orn strode out ont the stands with a low powered pistol and a vibroblade.  She faced down Martel--an almost seven tall zabrack-with conviction and strength.  They fought for ten minutes. 
   Nyala Orn lived free. 
   Martel died.

Characteristic         Temporary      
Strength      15   +2            Movement      10m
Dexterity      17   +3
Constitution   16   +3
Intelligence      18   +4            Initiative:      +3
Wisdom      11   +0
Charisma      16   +3            Reputation:   +0

Hit Points      16(?)
Vitality      13

Defense      16
   Armor   
Class:   +3
Dexterity:   +3
Special:

Saving Throws
   Fortitude      2   +3   +1   =d20+6
   Reflex      1   +3   +0   =d20+4
   Will         1   +0   +0   =d20+1

Base Attack:   +1
   Melee      +3
   Grapple      +3
   Missile      +4

Attacks

Class Features


Feats
Armor Proficiency (Light)
Martial Arts
Skill Focus: Repair
Weapon Group Proficiency (Blaster Pistols, Blaster Rifles, Heavy Weapons, Simple Weapons, Vibro Weapons)

Languages
Basic, Bocce, Huttese, Lekku, Ryll, +2

Skills
*Astrogate(int):             0   +4   +0   +0   =   
Climb(str):               0   +2   +0   +0   =
*Computer use(int):         2   +4   +0   +0   =d20+6   
*Craft (Int): Clothing         1   +4   +0   +0   =d20+5
*Craft (Int): Food            1   +4   +0   +0   =d20+5
*Craft (Int): Land Speeders      1   +4   +0   +0   =d20+5   
*Craft (Int): Vibro Weapons      1   +4   +0   +0   =d20+5   
*Demolition(int):            0   +4
Diplomacy(cha):            0   +3   +0   +0   =d20+3
*Disable Device (Int):         4   +4   +0   +0   =d20+8
Disguise(cha):            0   +3   +0   +0   =d20+3      
Entertain(cha)(Dance):         2   +3   +0   +0   =d20+5
Escape Artist(dex):         0   +3   +0   +0   =d20+3
Hide(dex):               0   +3   +0   +0   =d20+3
*Intimidate(Cha):            0   +3   +0   +0   =d20+3
Jump(str):               0   +2   +0   +0   =d20+2
*Knowledge(int): Alien Species   1   +4   +0   +0   =d20+5
*Knowledge(Int): Engineering   1   +4   +0   +0   =d20+5
*Knowledge(Int): Streetwise      1   +4   +0   +0   =d20+5
*knowledge(Int): Technology      1   +4   +0   +0   =d20+5
Listen(wis):               0   +0   +0   +0   =d20+0   
Move Silently(dex):         0   +3   +0   +0   =d20+3
*Pilot(dex):               4   +3   +0   +0   =d20+7      
*Profession(Wis):      
*Read/Write Language():      2            = --         
*Repair (Int):            4   +4   +3   +0   =d20+11
Ride(dex):               0   +3   
*Search(int):            4   +4   +0   +0   =20+8      
Sense Motive(wis):         0   +0      
Spot(wis):               0   +0   
Survival(wis):            0   +0
Swim(str):               0   +2   +0   +0   =d20+2
*Treat Injury(Wis):         0   +0

Species Traits
Low Light Vision

Force Skills


Containers


Gear

Credits   3,000

[PhantomPistoleer]

While we wait, we can all start playing.

Please see the IC room: https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=313907.msg15191394#msg15191394

This is the OOC:  https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=313908.0

[Muse]

  Good morning .  I woke up. 

  Am i missing anything besides gear ? :) 

[PhantomPistoleer]

  Good morning .  I woke up. 

  Am i missing anything besides gear ? :)

I don't think so.  You may commence play.