Pate Pot Pete
First Post
I rally like what I'm seeing, keep up the good work.
Did I say 500, I meant 5,000 local currency not creds.
[b]Rollan Kran[/b]
50 years old
5'7"
145lb
Human
Brown hair with a lot of grey
Blue eyes
[b]Fringer1/Scout 2[/b]
Defense15
Vit 19
Wounds 13
Damage 0
[b]Abilities [/b]
Str10 -
Dex15+2
Con12+1
Int 15+2
Wis10 -
Cha09-1
[b]Saves[/b]
+5 Fort (base-4, ability-1)
+5 Reflex (base-3, ability-2)
+2 Will (base-2)
BA +1
Init +2
Rep 0
FP
+1Melee
+3Ranged
[b]Abilities[/b]
Trail Blazing
Class Skill(Astrogate)
[b]Feats[/b]
WGP (primitive, slug, simple, pistols, rifles) {class, Fringer bonus}
SO (transport, star fighter) {1st level, scout bonus}
Spacer {3rd level}
Heroic Surge {human bonus}
[b]Skills[/b]
+08 Astrogate(6+2)
+08 Craft(Droids)(6+2)
+08 Craft(Fighters)(6+2)
+08 Craft(Transport)(6+2)
+04 Gamble(4+0)
+08 Pilot(6+2)
+08 Repair(6+2)
+06 Spot(6+0)
+06 Survival(6+0)
[b]Languages[/b]
Common
Huttese
Bothan
The native tounge
[b]Equipment[/b]
Heavy blaster
Slug thrower
ammo
tool kit
Perhaps a droid of some kind
[b]Description[/b]
A grizzled old man, with an unkept appearance.
Wearing different shades of tan and green pants shirt and a vest.
The latter of which is more or less hiding his slug thrower
[b]History[/b]
It’s been quite a few years since Rollan was a hot shot ace pilot,
fighting on the winning side of a civil war. A war between little known planets
in the same system on the outer rim. A war that as Rollan thought at the time,
was tragically cut short by the Jedi. Still aching for adventure he jumped
on the first outbound ship and took to the stars. Jumping from system to system
he would take any job he could no matter the danger just to get a ticket
to the next system. Till on day he landed on the current system
and found it hard to leave. He had landed on another planet
in which almost nothing ever happens,
After spending the first few years trying to scrape up enough
to leave and spending the next one trying to stow away
on one of the few outbound flights,
Rollan finally settled down. Memories of friends and family gone
finally caught up with him and he just stopped for awhile.
Years passed and he grew wiser and smarter and older,
he learned the native language and made a few friends.
Rollan is passing by his days fixing what ever breaks and general wishing that his contentment lasts forever
His Parents owned a very small freight company that Rollan was to take over
when he came of age. A company that he piloted for before the war
and after which, he couldn't of cared less about. Now in the quieter moments
Rollan wonders what happened to his friends ,family and the company he abandoned
[b]Personality[/b]
Rollan is old, tired and tends to get angry at young and brash kids and
at anyone he considers to be generally foolish.