Galactic Empire: Serving the New Order PCs

[B]Name:[/B] Joric Tyrcus
[B]Class:[/B] Force Adept 1, Noble 2
[B]Race:[/B] Human
[B]Size:[/B] Medium
[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Str:[/B] 10 +0      [B]Level:[/B] 3        [B]XP:[/B] 3,000
[B]Dex:[/B] 10 +0      [B]BAB:[/B] +1         [B]WP:[/B] 10
[B]Con:[/B] 10 +0      [B]Grapple:[/B] +1     [B]VP:[/B] 1d8+2d6
[B]Int:[/B] 15 +2      [B]Speed:[/B] 10m      [B]Current VP/WP:[/B] XX/XX
[B]Wis:[/B] 14 +2      [B]Init:[/B] +0        [B]Force Points:[/B] 3
[B]Cha:[/B] 13 +1      [B]ACP:[/B]0         [B]Reputation:[/B] +1

                   [B]Base  Class Dex  Size   Nat  Misc  Total[/B]
[B]Defense:[/B]            10    +4    +0    +0    +0    +0    14
[B]Touch:[/B] 14             [B]Flatfooted:[/B] 14
[B]Armor DR:[/B] -

                         [B]Base   Mod  Misc  Total[/B]
[B]Fort:[/B]                     +1    +0          +1
[B]Ref:[/B]                      +3    +0          +3
[B]Will:[/B]                     +5    +2 (+2)    +9

[B]Weapon                  Attack   Damage     Critical[/B]
Sorosuub S-5 Blaster         +1     3d8-3       20

[B]Languages:[/B]
[i]Speak:[/i]
Basic, Sith
[i]Read/Write:[/i]
Basic, Sith
[B]Faction Sympathies:[/B] Galactic Empire +3

[B]Abilities:[/B] Force Training (Sense), Bonus Class Skill (Intimidate), Favor +1, Inspire Confidence.

[B]Background:[/B] Imperial Intelligence; +2 to Intimidate and Gather Info.

[B]Feats:[/B] WPG (Primitive), WPG (Simple), WPG (Blaster Pistols), Track, Sharp Eyed, Iron Will.
[COLOR=Red][B]Force Feats:[/B] Force Sensitive, Sense. 
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[B]Skill Points:[/B] 54       [B]Max Ranks:[/B] 6/3
[B]Skills                   Ranks  Mod  Misc  Total[/B]
Appraise 		4 +2  		+6
Computer Use		4 +2 		+6
Gather Knowledge	0 +1 +2 	+3 
Intimidate 	 	4 +1 +2 	+7
Knowledge (Sith Lore)   4 +2         	+6     
Knowledge (History)	2 +2 		+4
Knowledge 		2 +2		+4
(Bureaucracy)
Listen			4 +2	     	+6
Sense Motive		4 +2 +2		+8
Spot			4 +2 +2   	+8
[COLOR=Red][B]Force Skills[/B]
Drain Knowledge	        4 +2	        +6
Far Seeing 		4 +2         	+6     
Fear			4 +2          	+6
See Force		4 +2         	+6
Telepathy 		4 +2          	+6
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[B]Equipment:               Cost  Weight[/B]
Holorecorder           3,000cr   1kg
Powerpack(2)           50cr
Bindercuffs            50cr
Comlink                200cr
[I]Dart Ammo[/I]
Acid (10)               100cr
Tracer (5)              100cr
Knockout (10)           100cr
Toxin (2)               200cr
[B]Total Weight:[/B] 3.1kg      [B]Money:[/B] 500cr

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[B]Max Weight:[/B]               16.5   33    50         250

[B]Age:[/B] 36
[B]Height:[/B] 5'10"
[B]Weight:[/B] 165lb
[B]Eyes:[/B] Gray
[B]Hair:[/B] Light Grey
[B]Skin:[/B] Caucasian

[B]Appearance:[/B]

Tyrcos has a rangy physique, and aquiline features which are more intense than handsome.  
His hair is combed back,  and is now turning from blond to grey.  
He dresses in immaculate standard Imperial Intelligence uniform.
[B]Background:[/B]

Joric Tyrcus is the only son of a middle class family on Coruscant, and although you would not realize it now, was groomed by his parents to inherit the family used speeder business.  
From an early age, however, he was possessed by a sense of destiny above his station, which he felt he could best achieve through service to the Galactic Empire.  
He applied for a position in the Naval Academy, but his exceptional test scores flagged him for training in Imperial Intelligence.  
Moreover, his testing revealed a potentially troubling aspect to his character: an affinity for the development of force skills.  

Such talent must be carefully molded, and such was the case with Tyrcus.  
His training has forged him into a steely instrument of the Empire, and is already building a reputation as a devoted and relentless foe of the Rebellion.  
The rumormongers whisper that even the Emperor himself has taken notice of Tyrcus’ abilities, and that he is on the fast track to become one of the Imperial Inquisitors, should he survive the stringent tests put in front of him.

In public, Tyrcus has removed al trace of his middle-class origins, and now presents a patrician façade.  
He values order and efficiency over all else, and would rather be feared than loved.

[B]Name[/B]: Archimedes Daxson
[B]Class[/B]: Soldier 3 ([I]Storm Trooper[/I])
[B]Race[/B]: Human
[B]Size[/B]: Medium (+0)
[B]Gender[/B]: Male

[B]Str[/B]: 14 +2      [B]Level[/B]: 3        [B]XP[/B]: 3,800
[B]Dex[/B]: 14 +2      [B]BAB[/B]: +3         [B]WP[/B]: 12
[B]Con[/B]: 12 +1      [B]Grapple[/B]: +5     [B]VP[/B]: 11 (3d10+3)
[B]Int[/B]: 13 +1      [B]Speed[/B]: 8m      [B]Current VP/WP[/B]: 26/12
[B]Wis[/B]: 12 +1      [B]Init[/B]: +2        [B]Force Points[/B]: 3
[B]Cha[/B]: 8 -1       [B]ACP[/B]: -2         [B]Reputation[/B]: +1

                   [B]Base  Class Dex  Size   Nat  Misc  Total[/B]
[B]Defense[/B]:       10    +4    +2    +0    +0    +6    16
[B]Touch[/B]: 16              Flatfooted: 14
[B]Armor DR[/B]: 5

                         [B]Base   Mod  Misc  Total[/B]
[B]Fort[/B]:                 3    +1     +0     +4  (+2 to resist hostile environs)
[B]Ref[/B]:                  1    +2     +0     +3
[B]Will[/B]:                 1    +1     +0     +2

[B]Weapon                  Attack   Damage     Critical[/B]
MW Blaster Rifle             +6     3d8+1     19-Stun DC 19 (Energy; Multifire)
  - Rapid Shot (-2)          +4/+4
  - and Multifire (-4)       +2/+2/+2
Frag Grenade (4m blast)      +5     4d6+1     20-(Slashing)
Vibroblade                   +5     2d6+2     20-(Slashing)
Blaster Pistol               +5     3d6+0     20-Stun DC 15 (Energy)

[B]Languages[/B]:
[B]Speak[/B]: Basic
[B]Read/Write[/B]: Basic

[B]Faction Sympathies[/B]: +1

[B]Abilities[/B]: +4 skill points @ 1st level, +1 skill point per level, +1 feat @ 1st level, Immunity (bribery, blackmailing, seducement), Obedient to the Emperor, +2 Search & Spot Checks

[B]Feats[/B]: WGP (simple), WGP (blaster pistols), WGP (blaster rifles), WGP (heavy), WGP (vibro), AP (light), AP (medium), AP (powered), Point-Blank Shot, Rapid Shot, Multishot

[B]Skill Points[/B]: 36             [B]Max Ranks[/B]: 6/3
[B]Skills [/B]                   [B]Ranks  Mod  Misc  Total[/B]
Computer Use                 +6   +1   +0   +7
Demolitions                  +6   +1   +0   +7
Intimidate                   +6   +0   +0   +6
Knowledge (tactics)          +4   +1   +0   +7
Knowledge (new order)        +2   +1   +0   +3
Profession (stormtrooper)    +4   +1   +5   +7
Repair                       +4   +2   +0   +6
Treat Injury                 +4   +1   +0   +5
cc Search                    +0   +1   +2   +3
cc Spot                      +0   +1   +4   +5
cc Listen                    +0   +1   +2   +3

Equipment:               Cost  Weight
MW Blaster Rifle           2,000cr   4.5kg
(3) Frag Grenades            500cr   0.5kg
Stormtrooper Armor         8,000cr    16kg
Vibroblade                   200cr   1.8kg
Blaster Pistol               500cr     1kg
Comlink                      200cr   0.1kg
(4) Power Packs              100cr   0.4kg
Field Kit                  1,000cr    10kg
(2) Medpacks                 200cr   2.4kg
Medkit                        25cr     1kg
Utility Belt              ??cr   ??kg
  - [COLOR=DarkSlateBlue][I]what does this do?[/I][/COLOR]

[B]Total Weight[/B]: 37.7kg      [I]Money[/I]: 75cr

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M[B]ax Weight[/B]:               29kg   58kg   87.5kg   175kg   437.5kg 

[B]Age[/B]: 19 years old
[B]Height[/B]: 6'7"
[B]Weight[/B]: 258lb
[B]Eyes[/B]: Brown
[B]Hair[/B]: Black
[B]Skin[/B]: Dark, almost purple (He's a black dude)

[B]Name:[/B] DEVLIN TREMBLANE
[B]Class:[/B] NOBLE
[B]Race:[/B] HUMAN
[B]Size:[/B] M
[B]Gender:[/B] MALE

[B]Str:[/B] 14 +2        [B]Level:[/B] 1            [B]XP:[/B] XXXX
[B]Dex:[/B] 10 +0     [B]BAB:[/B] +0           [B]WP:[/B] 17
[B]Con:[/B] 10 +0      [B]Grapple:[/B] +X     [B]VP:[/B] XXX (1d6)
[B]Int:[/B] 12 +2        [B]Speed:[/B] 10m      [B]Current VP/WP:[/B] XX/XX
[B]Wis:[/B]  8 -1        [B]Init:[/B] +0             [B]Force Points:[/B] 1
[B]Cha:[/B] 18 +4      [B]ACP:[/B] -3            [B]Reputation:[/B] +3
                                                                        [B]Favor:[/B] +3
                              [B]Base  Class Dex  Size   Nat  Misc  Total[/B]
[B]Defense:[/B]            10    +2    +0    +0      +0     +0       12
[B]Touch:[/B] 12              [B]Flatfooted:[/B] 12
[B]Armor DR:[/B] 0

                                 [B]Base   Mod  Misc  Total[/B]
[B]Fort:[/B]                      0        +0               +0
[B]Ref:[/B]                       1        +0               +1
[B]Will:[/B]                      2        -1      +2     +3

                      [B]Weapon                  Attack   Damage  Range   Critical[/B]
SPORTING BLASTER PISTOL          +0       3d4          8m         20
STUN CLUB                                         +2         DC15 Stun

[B]Languages: Basic[/B]
[i]Speak: Basic, Sith, Bothese[/i]
[i]Read/Write: Basic, Sith, Bothese[/i]

[B]Faction Sympathies:[/B] Empire +4

[B]Abilities:[/B] Bonus Class Skill ( Intimidate ), Favor +1

[B]Feats:[/B] 
WGP: BLASTER PISTOLS
WGP: SIMPLE WEAPONS
HEAD STRONG
INFLUENCE


[B]Skill Points:[/B] 36 [(6 + 2) x 4] + 4   [B]Max Ranks:[/B] 4/2
[B]Skills                   Ranks  Mod  Misc  Total[/B]

APPRAISE
COMPUTER USE
CRAFT
DIPLOMACY             +4        +4                  +8
DISABLE DEVICE                +2      +2        +4
DISGUISE
ENTERTAIN
GATHER INFO                      +4      +2        +6
INITIMIDATE            +4        +4      +2        +10              
KNOWLEDGE 
(Bureaucracy)              +4        +2                  +6
(History)                      +4        +2                  +6
(New Order)                            +2       +2       +4
(Politics)                      +4        +2                  +6
(Tactics)                       +4        +2                  +6
PROFESSION
(Military officer)          +4        -1                   +3  
READ/WRITE LANGUAGE  Bothese, Sith
RIDE
SENSE MOTIVE        +4        -1                   +3
SPEAK LANGUAGE  Bothese, Sith

[B]Equipment:               Cost  Weight[/B]
SPORTING BLASTER       500cr   1.0kg* Isuued
HOLORECORDER          3,000cr   1.0kg   Issued
DATAPAD                       1,000cr    1.0kg  Issued
DATACARDS, BALNK (10) 10cr   .2kg
COMLINK                             200cr   .1kg
SECURITY KIT                    750cr    1kg
CREDIT CHIP                       100cr   .1kg
CODE CYLINDER               500cr    .1kg
STUN BATON                      500cr   1.8kg
ENERGY CELL (5)               50cr       
UNIFORM                              ?

[B]Total Weight:[/B] 5.5kg      [B]Money:[/B] 1890cr (linked through account on credit chip)

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[B]Max Weight:[/B]               XXX   XXX   XXX   XXX   XXX


[B]Age:[/B] 20
[B]Height:[/B] 6'0"
[B]Weight:[/B] 190lb
[B]Eyes:[/B] brn
[B]Hair:[/B] black
[B]Skin:[/B] white

[B]Appearance:[/B] Tall, clean cut, and well built.  Devlin’s uniform and manner are always clean and pressed.  Just by looking at him, one can tell he is a hard ass.

[B]Background:[/B] Devlin grew up with the Empire and ISB.  His father, also ISB, served the Emperor loyally his entire career.  Devlin was groomed at a young age to follow in his father’s footsteps.  When he reached the right age, Devlin was sent to academy where he was trained as an officer for the Empire.  He finished top in his class at academy and was offered his choice of assignment.  His long standing goal to follow in his father’s footsteps in the ISB came true upon graduation.  

Devlin is a new officer, assigned to his first assignment outside of academy.  He is book smart, but like most junior officers, lacks experience.  Everything he lacks in experience though he makes up for in resolve and loyalty to the Emperor.  Devlin is 100% piss and vinegar and believes in the propaganda he spews.  

Devlin intends to spend his entire career advancing in the ISB.  His aspires to reach the top ranks.

[B]Name:[/B] GAIR RANNICK
[B]Class:[/B] SOLDIER
[B]Race:[/B] HUMAN
[B]Size:[/B] M
[B]Gender:[/B] MALE

[B]Str:[/B] 15 +2      [B]Level:[/B] 2        [B]XP:[/B] 1800
[B]Dex:[/B] 14 +2      [B]BAB:[/B] +2         [B]WP:[/B] 17
[B]Con:[/B] 14 +2      [B]Grapple:[/B] +X     [B]VP:[/B] 21 (2d10+7)
[B]Int:[/B] 10 +0      [B]Speed:[/B] 10m      [B]Current VP/WP:[/B] 21/17
[B]Wis:[/B]  8 -1      [B]Init:[/B] +2        [B]Force Points:[/B] 2
[B]Cha:[/B] 14 +2      [B]ACP:[/B] -3         [B]Reputation:[/B] +1

                   [B]Base  Class Dex  Size   Nat  Misc  Total[/B]
[B]Defense:[/B]            10    +3    +2    +0    +0    +0    15
[B]Touch:[/B] 15              [B]Flatfooted:[/B] 13
[B]Armor DR:[/B] 4

                         [B]Base   Mod  Misc  Total[/B]
[B]Fort:[/B]                      3    +2          +5
[B]Ref:[/B]                       0    +2          +2
[B]Will:[/B]                      0    -1          -1

[B]Weapon                  Attack   Damage  Range   Critical[/B]
BLASTER RIFLE (MC)          +5      3d8+1    30m     19-20
BLASTER PISTOL              +5      3d6      10m     20
CONCUSSION GRENADE (MC)(x4) +5      4d6+2     4m     20
VIBRODAGGER                 +5      2d4       -      20

[B]Languages: Basic[/B]
[i]Speak: Basic[/i]
[i]Read/Write: Basic[/i]

[B]Faction Sympathies:[/B] Empire +3

[B]Abilities:[/B] none

[B]Feats:[/B] 
Armor Proficiencey (light)
WGP: BLASTER PISTOLS
WGP: BLASTER RIFLES
WGP: HEAVY WEAPONS
WGP: SIMPLE WEAPONS
WGP: VIBRO WEAPONS
TOUGHNESS
QUICKNESS
HEROIC SURGE


[B]Skill Points:[/B] 25       [B]Max Ranks:[/B] 5/2.5
[B]Skills                   Ranks  Mod  Misc  Total[/B]

COMPUTER USE               5    +0          +5
DEMOLITIONS                3    +0          +4
INTIMIDATE                 5    +2   +2     +8
KNOWLEDGE (NEW ORDER)      3    +0   +2     +6
PILOT                      2    +2          +4
REPAIR                     3    +0          +3
TREAT INJURY               4    -1          +3


[B]Equipment:               Cost  Weight[/B]
COMBAT JUMPSUIT (MW)      3000cr*  8.0kg
MEDPAC (MW)                200cr*  1.2kg
BLASTER RIFLE (MC)        2000cr*  2.2kg
BLASTER PISTOL             500cr   1.0kg
VIBRODAGGER                200cr   1.0kg
COMLINK                    200cr   0.1kg
GLOWROD	                    10cr   1.0kg
CREDIT CHIP                100cr   0.1kg
POWER PACK (x4)            100cr   0.4kg


[B]Total Weight:[/B] 15kg      [B]Money:[/B] 390cr

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[B]Max Weight:[/B]              33kg  66.5kg  100kg  200kg  500kg


[B]Age:[/B] 19
[B]Height:[/B] 6'2"
[B]Weight:[/B] 189lb
[B]Eyes:[/B] blue
[B]Hair:[/B] blond
[B]Skin:[/B] tan

[B]Appearance:[/B] Tall, clean cut, and well built, Gair is the posterboy for 
the COMPNOR recruitment office.

[B]Background:[/B] Gair grew up on Alderaan, but his family moved offworld to
Corulag due to his father's employment. In school he got involved with a 
youth group that fully supported the law and order that Palpatine was 
instituting over the galaxy. Much to the horror of his peace-loving parents, 
he began to support Palpatine himself and he signed up to join COMPNOR, 
specifically CompForce.
   Going through the rigorous and dangerous training for CompForce, he saw 
many of his comrads fall or get washed out, and this only served to increase 
Gair's ego. After all, he must be the best if he was able to survive where 
others failed. He is not brash or overbearing about his ego... he simply 
believes he is the best and that he is on the right side in the galactic conflict,
and noone is going to change his mind.
   He has not seen very much actual combat action yet, although he 
participated in a raid on a rebel warehouse on Dentaal. His squadron took out 
the most rebels in the base, however in their enthusiasm, they unfortunately 
threw a grenade into the wrong office, killing the base commander, whom the 
assault leader wanted taken captive, and destroyed the commander's 
computer which held the evidence they wanted. Since it was Gair's grenade 
that did the damage, he lost face with his squad and commander, although he
was spared any further action due to the overall success of the mission. Still, 
it is something he hopes to redeam himself from, in the eyes of the high 
command.

[B]Name:[/B] Dralon Xitz
[B]Class:[/B] Soldier (Starfighter Command)
[B]Race:[/B] Human
[B]Size:[/B] Medium
[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Str:[/B] 11 +0      [B]Level:[/B] 1        [B]XP:[/B] 1
[B]Dex:[/B] 17 +3      [B]BAB:[/B] +1         [B]WP:[/B] 14
[B]Con:[/B] 14 +2      [B]Grapple:[/B] +1     [B]VP:[/B] XXX (XdXX+X)
[B]Int:[/B] 14 +2      [B]Speed:[/B] 10m      [B]Current VP/WP:[/B] XX/14
[B]Wis:[/B] 12 +1      [B]Init:[/B] +3        [B]Force Points:[/B] 0
[B]Cha:[/B] 10 +0      [B]ACP:[/B] -2         [B]Reputation:[/B] +1

                   [B]Base  Class Dex  Size   Nat  Misc  Total[/B]
[B]Defense:[/B]        10    +1    +3    +X    +X    +2    16
[B]Touch:[/B] 13              [B]Flatfooted:[/B] 13
[B]Armor DR:[/B] 2

                         [B]Base   Mod  Misc  Total[/B]
[B]Fort:[/B]                 2    +2          +4
[B]Ref:[/B]                  0    +3          +3   
[B]Will:[/B]                 0    +1          +1

[B]Weapon                 Attack Damage     Critical[/B]
DL44 Blaster Pistol       +4     2d6        20

[B]Languages:[/B] 
[i]Speak:[/i] Basic
[i]Read/Write:[/i] Basic

[B]Faction Sympathies:[/B] +2 Galactic Empire

[B]Abilities:[/B] None

[B]Feats:[/B] Armor Proficiency(Light)
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              Starship Operation(Starfighter)
              Weapon Proficiency(Simple Weapons, Blaster Pistols)

[B]Skill Points:[/B] 0       [B]Max Ranks:[/B] 4/2
[B]Skills                  Ranks  Mod  Misc  Total[/B]
Astrogate                  4    +2     +2   +8
Computer Use               4    +2     +2   +8
Intimidate                 4    +0          +4
Knowledge(Starships)       4    +2          +6
Pilot                      4    +3     +4   +11
Repair                     4    +2          +6

[B]Equipment:               Cost  Weight[/B]
TIE Interceptor          XXcr   XXkg
Flight Suit              XXcr   XXkg
Rations                  XXcr   XXkg
XXXX                     XXcr   XXkg

[B]Total Weight:[/B] XXkg      [B]Money:[/B] 2000cr

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[B]Max Weight:[/B]               XXX   XXX   XXX   XXX   XXX


[B]Age:[/B] 23
[B]Height:[/B] 5'9
[B]Weight:[/B] 150lb
[B]Eyes:[/B] Blue
[B]Hair:[/B] Black
[B]Skin:[/B] Tan

[B]Appearance:[/B] A Skinny young man, Muscular but not overly buff, sleak black hair, not too tall, not too short.  The Perfect Pilot.

[B]Background:[/B] Born on the mighty planet of Corellia, in the great capital of Coronet, Dralon Xitz is the son of Admiral Typhora Xitz. From birth, Dralon always showed an amazing proficiency with aircraft, starting with small airspeeders as he raced his friends in the dangerous Agrilat Crystal Swamps of the North, manuvering them with amazing speed. At age 17, he used his father's influence to get access to a TIE Infiltrator stored at a base in Kor Vella. He took to the great area of Space, and was completing amazing manuevers. Since his father was away at duty, he decided to explore, pushing his TIE into Hyperdrive and flew far away to a region of space near Rodia. But as he arrived, he found himself in the middle of a massive battle between a Rebel Squadron and the 111th TIE Division. 

Unable to make a clean escape jump, he developed an instant sense of Imperial Patriotism and engaged the Rebels, shooting down 4 before the battle was over. When the lasers finally went to peace, he was approached by the Victory Star Destroyer Justice and was hailed by the Commanding Officer. His name, Capt. Janeor.

Jaenor was awestruck by the pilot's performance, and even more when he found out it was a mere boy behind the seat. Dralon was worried beyond imagination that it was inevitable that his father would find out. But In gratitude of his service, Jaenor told Admiral Xitz that his son was passing through on a pleasure cruise and saw the battle erupt. Filled with his Imperial Sense of Duty, he manned a flight suit, got into a damaged Interceptor that the pilot had died in, and took down 4 X-Wings. 

When the Admiral found out, he was extremely proud of his son, and his son was equally proud. He was honored to allow his son into the Imperial Naval Academy to learn to be an officer, where he then procided to TIE Training. After many years of training, Dralon graduated top of his class, where he now serves the Empire behind his TIE Interceptor.

Sienar Fleet Systems TIE Interceptor:
Class: Starfighter;Size:Diminuitive(6.6m long);Initiative: +15 (+4 size, +11 Crew);Crew: 1( +11);Passengers: None;Cargo Capacity: 75kg;Consumables: 2 days;Hyperdrive: None;Max Speed: Ramming(+2, 12 Squares);Atmospheric Speed: 1,250km/h (21 Squares);Maneuver: +17 (+4 Size, +11 Crew, +2 Engine Quality);Defense: 24 (+4 Size, +10 Armor);Shield Points: 0;Hull Points: 90 (DR 10)
-Weapon: Laser Cannons (4 fire-linked);Fire Arc: Front;Attack Bonus: +23(+4 Size, +11 Crew, +6 Fire Control, +2 Equipment);Damage: 6d10x2;Range Mods: PB -2, S -4, M/L n/a

[B]Name:[/B] [COLOR=Plum][B]Talsriaanel "Sri" Dolgeth[/B][/COLOR]
[B]Class:[/B] Force Adept 1/Soldier 2
[B]Race:[/B] Human
[B]Size:[/B] Medium
[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Str:[/B] 13 +1         [B]Level:[/B] 3        [B]XP:[/B] 3000
[B]Dex:[/B] 16 +3         [B]BAB:[/B] +2         [B]WP:[/B] 14
[B]Con:[/B] 14 +2         [B]Grapple:[/B] +3     [B]VP:[/B] 22 (1d8+2d10+6)
[B]Int:[/B] 12 +1         [B]Speed:[/B] 10m      [B]Current VP/WP:[/B] 22/14
[B]Wis:[/B] 8 -1          [B]Init:[/B] +3        [B]Force Points:[/B] 3
[B]Cha:[/B] 8 -1          [B]ACP:[/B] -1         [B]Reputation:[/B] +1

                   [B]Base  Class  Dex  Size   Nat  Misc  Total[/B]
[B]Defense:[/B]            10    +4    +3    +0    +0    +0    17
[B]Touch:[/B] 17              [B]Flatfooted:[/B] 14
[B]Armor DR:[/B] 2

                         [B]Base   Mod  Misc  Total[/B]
[B]Fort:[/B]                      6    +4          +2
[B]Ref:[/B]                       4    +1          +3
[B]Will:[/B]                      1    +2          -1

[B]Weapon                     Attack   Damage     Critical        Stun DC   Range[/B]
Blastech A280 "Longblaster" +5       3d8+3       18-20       18       30m (Scope Level 3)
Blastech A280 "Longblaster" (Multishot): +1/+1/+1
Blastech A280 "Longblaster" (Rapid shot): +4/+4

Sorosuub X-45 Sniper Rifle  +6       3d6         18-20*      13       74m
Sorosuub X-45 Sniper Rifle (Rapid Shot) +5/+5

*If this weapon is used to fire only a single shot in a round, its threat range improves to 17-20.
[i]Sri gets +1 ranged attacks w/i 10m due to point blank shot[/i].

[B]Languages:[/B]
[i]Speak:[/i]Basic, Shyriiwook, Ryl
[i]Read/Write:[/i] Basic, Ryl

[B]Faction Sympathies:[/B] Galatic Empire

[B]Starting Occupation:[/B] Imperial Army (+2 Repair and Intimidation)

[B]Abilities:[/B] 

[B]Feats:[/B] Armor Proficiency (light), Weapon Group Proficiency (Blaster Pistols, Rifles, Heavy Weapons, Primitive Weapons, Simple Weapons, Vibro weapons), Force Sensitive, Control, Far Shot, Precise Shot, Point Blank Shot, Rapid Shot

[B]Skill Points:[/B] 42       [B]Max Ranks:[/B] 6/3
[B]Skills                       Ranks  Mod  Misc  Total[/B]
Craft (Blaster pistols/rifles) 5    +1    +0      +6
Hide                           5    +3    -1      +8
Intimidation                   0    -1    +2      +1
Profession (Military Officer)  2    -1    +0      +1
Repair                         5    +1    +2      +8
Spot                           5    -1    +0      +4
Treat Injury                   3    -1    +0      +2

[B][color=palegreen]Force Skills[/color]             Ranks  Mod  Misc  Total[/B]
Battlemind                 5     +2   +0     +7
Enhance Ability            6     +2   +0     +8
Heal Self                  5     -1   +0     +4

[B]Equipment:[/B]
Blast Helmet and Vest, 3 kg, starting
Blastech A280 "Longblaster", modified (by Sri) with a custom barrel assembly,reducing the weight by half, and personalized with a complex power cell emitter to increase the threat range by one and lessen Rapid Fire penalty by 1.  Has a Level 3 scope with Darkvision.  4.3 kg,  Base cost: 1300 + 975 mod cost + 1450 for scope -1000 starting = 2725 CR
SoroSuub X-45 Sniper Rifle, modified (by Sri) with a custom laser sight, increasing range, and personal mods increasing the threat range, and adding +1 to hit and -1 damage.  4.0 kg,  This weaopn can be disassembled to fit into a specially made case.  Assembling or disassembling the weapon takes 2 full-round actions.  Base cost: 1000 + 750 mod cost = 1750 cr.
Blaster Repair Kit, 2.0 kg, 125 cr
Comlink .1 kg, 200 cr
Power pack (5), .5 kg, 125 credits
Energy Cell (5), 0 kg, 50 cr
Med pac (1), 1 kg, starting
Concussion Grenades (4), 4 kg, starting

[B]Total Weight:[/B] 18.9 kg      [B]Money:[/B] 25cr

                           [B]Lgt   Med   Hvy  Lift  Push[/B]
[B]Max Weight:[/B]            25   50   75   150   300


[B]Age:[/B] 24 years old (Coruscant years)
[B]Height:[/B] 5'8"
[B]Weight:[/B] 124 lb
[B]Eyes:[/B] Blue
[B]Hair:[/B] Black
[B]Skin:[/B] White

[B]Appearance:[/B] 
Talsriaanel could be any one of the legions of Imperial officers.  Close cropped black hair, rigid, disciplined stance, pressed and creased black uniform.  The only thing that distinguished him from the rest of the group is his eyes - they're usually fixed on a point about a foot to the right of the person he's speaking to.  When they do focus, they stare perhaps a bit too intensely - Sri has gotten so used to staring down the scope of a rifle, or at a holo-image, he tends to forget that real people become uncomfortable with fixed stares.

His clean cut appearance, though, only lasts until he goes in the field.  Once there, he sheds his uniform (neatly folded and stored) for a set of camo fatigues, a well-worn blast vest, and a carbon scored helmet.  He seems a bit more relaxed during these times, though still very strict, and very disciplined.  He carries his custom rifle with him at all times, and has a medium sized metal case that he keeps slung across his back.  Sri could accurately be described as a gun-nut, and will happily spend hours dissassembling, cleaning, polishing, and reassembling his (and anyone else's) guns.  He's constantly tinkering with settings in an attempt to wring just a bit more accuracy or power from his rifles, and it's paid off, for the most part.

[B]Background:[/B] Sri grew among a well-to-do Corellian family.  His father ran a small fleet of shipping freighters, his mother was a manager at a cantina.  Sri grew up attending the new Imperial schools, and benefited greatly from the stability the Emperor offered.  Corellian was an efficient, organized planet, and Sri appreciated that fact.  Sure, there were shanties, and crime, but they were relatively rare, and cleaned up quickly.  It was thus quite a shock to Sri when, on his 17th birthday, an Imperial officer, backed by a squadron of stormtroopers, kicked in his front door, and charged both his parents with treason. Sri was also taken to the Imperial holding cells along with his parents, who he learned had been assisting the burgeoning Rebel Alliance.  His father was running spices and weaponry, while his mother had been quietly shipping rebels off-planet via a small network of smugglers from her cantina.  

Sri was naturally suspect, being the child of two known rebels.  But his shock and outrage was genuine, and convinced his captors that he was innocent of the charges.  They settled upon a deal - Sri would attempt to pull in his parent's  contacts, and the Emperor would overlook his associations.  Sri was already outraged and betrayed by his parent's actions, so the choice was easy.  He found a number of his parents' sources, who easily accepted that he was following in their footsteps - the Rebellion was clearly in the right, so they couldn't believe anyone would willing follow the Emperor.  So it was that 6 months later, Sri was officially cleared of any suspicious, and a large cell of rebel supporters was hauled to an Imperial Prison Ship.  Sri found himself with no family, and a deep anger towards the Rebellion, which he blamed for corrupting his parents.  It was thus a natural transition in to the Army.  He was smart enough not to become a stormtrooper, and bright enough to be granted a bit of leeway.  He found he had an inborn skill (as well as an intense fascination) with weaponry, and found himself involved in more and more complicated commando raids.  After several successful raids, he was attached the Krayt Dragons, and has run several insertions with the team.

[B]Name:[/B] Bruck Dravvad
[B]Class:[/B] Soldier 3
[B]Race:[/B] Human	
[B]Size:[/B] Medium
[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Str:[/B] 15 +2      [B]Level:[/B] 3        [B]XP:[/B] 3000
[B]Dex:[/B] 14 +2      [B]BAB:[/B] +3         [B]WP:[/B] 11
[B]Con:[/B] 11 +0      [B]Grapple:[/B] +5     [B]VP:[/B] 27  (3d10+0)
[B]Int:[/B] 10 +0      [B]Speed:[/B] 8m      [B]Current VP/WP:[/B] 27/11
[B]Wis:[/B] 12 +1      [B]Init:[/B] +2        [B]Force Points:[/B] 3
[B]Cha:[/B] 11 +0      [B]ACP:[/B] -2         [B]Reputation:[/B] +1

                   [B]Base  Class Dex  Size   Nat  Misc  Total[/B]
[B]Defense:[/B]            10    +4    +2    +0    +0    +0    16
[B]Touch:[/B] 16              [B]Flatfooted:[/B] 14
[B]Armor DR:[/B] 5

                         [B]Base   Mod  Misc  Total[/B]
[B]Fort:[/B]                      3    +0          +3
[B]Ref:[/B]                       1    +2          +3
[B]Will:[/B]                      1    +1          +2

[B]Weapon                  Attack   Damage  Range   Critical[/B]
Blaster Rifle             +6        3d8     30m     19-20
Vibrodagger               +5        2d4+2   -       20
Frag Grenade              +5        4d6+1   4m(4m)  20
Combat Gloves             +5        +2      -       *
Unarmed Strike		  +5        1d4+2   -  	    20

[B]Languages:[/B]
[i]Speak:[/i] Basic
[i]Read/Write:[/i] Basic

[B]Faction Sympathies:[/B] Galactic Empire

[B]Starting Occupation:[/B] Stormtrooper

[B]Abilities:[/B] Stormtrooper Immunities, Weapon Focus(Blaster Rifle)

[B]Feats:[/B] Armor Proficiency (Light, Medium, Powered) 
	      Weapon Group Proficiency (Blaster Pistols, Blaster Rifles, Heavy Weapons, Primitive Weapons, Simple Weapons, Vibro weapons),  
              Martial Arts, Defensive Martial Arts, K'tara 

[B]Skill Points:[/B] 30      [B]Max Ranks:[/B] 6/2.5
[B]Skills                   Ranks  Mod  Misc  Total[/B]
Demolitions                5    +0          +5
Hide                       1    +2          +3
Intimidate                 6    +1          +7
Knowledge(Tactics)         1    +0          +1
listen                     0    +1      +2  +3
Move Silently		   3	+2          +5
Spot			   0    +1      +2  +3		
Treat Injury		   6    +1          +7
Tumble			   2    +2          +4


[B]Equipment:               Cost  Weight[/B]
Vibrodagger              200cr  1kg
Combat Gloves            200cr  1kg
Blaster Rifle		 	4.5kg Starting	
Frag Grenades (4)		2kg  Starting
Stormtrooper Armor              16kg Starting
Utility Belt                    Starting
Energy Cell (2)          20cr   -
Power Pack  (2)          50cr   .2kg

[B]Total Weight:[/B] 24.7kg      [B]Money:[/B] 2,530cr

                           [B]Lgt   Med   Hvy  Lift  Push[/B]
[B]Max Weight:[/B]               33kg   66.5kg  100kg   200kg 500kg


[B]Age:[/B] 24
[B]Height:[/B] 6'00"
[B]Weight:[/B] 215lb
[B]Eyes:[/B] Blue
[B]Hair:[/B] Brown	
[B]Skin:[/B] White

[B]Appearance:[/B] Tall and lean rather then muscular Bruck's a trooper to the core. A model soldier, cold and impersonal when he has his 'bucket' on. Outside of active duty his demeanor is friendly and open with the members of his unit. His taste for hand to hand and bladed close combat has left his issued armor with a few cuts and gouges attesting to some close calls. Underneath the armor he still bares the tattooed logo and motto of his former unit across his back, a stormtrooper helmet over crossed bones and the words "All we know is killing and white uniforms - 113th Stormtrooper Battalion."

[B]Background:[/B] Raised by middle class parents on Commenor his life was never exiting enough to qualify for even the most boring of holo-docs. Seeking a change in his life he enlisted in the Imperial Armed Forces when he came of age. He got what he wanted a chance to see the galaxy and find a place to belong, along the way he found that he had a taste for and talent at the martial arts. Spending the last three years with the 113th has allowed him to hone these skills, and they along with a meticulous record full of commendations from superiors got him a transfer to the Krayts where he could put them to good use.