Lobo Lurker
First Post
A little background:
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Fornus Vail was an orphan by the time he was 8; his mother killed by Rakghouls father did his best to provide for him but, in the end, life was tougher than he was and Vail was left on his own.
Friends and co-workers of his father helped Vail for a time but chairity doesn't last long when there's not enough to eat. His childhood was hard and best forgotten but it did teach the young twi'lekk to survive, accept help when it was offered, and to make the best of any given situation.
By the time he was 15 Vail'd managed to snag a prime gig ferrying folks around in a stolen air taxi. He was living the high life: steady income, the promise of a relationship with the twi'lekk dispatcher, a place to call his own and a modicom of respect from those around him. Yes, life was good... and then came the Exhange. They wanted 'access fees' and Vail didn't have it; he'd spent it on new digs and new cloths. To make a long story short, Vail learned to respect the Exchange. Life is tough and they're tougher... especially when they torch your digs and scrap your taxi.
After the flames died out Vail scavenges what he can from the wreckage of his once promising life. He knows he'll be all right; he's a survivor. Life is tough, but Vail is tougher.
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Concept: last man standing
Ht: 2meters
Wt: 101 kilos
Color: aqua
Eyes: red
Distinguishing Features: gang tattos running down the length of his lekku; tattooed stylized sunburst over left eye.
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Fornus Vail was an orphan by the time he was 8; his mother killed by Rakghouls father did his best to provide for him but, in the end, life was tougher than he was and Vail was left on his own.
Friends and co-workers of his father helped Vail for a time but chairity doesn't last long when there's not enough to eat. His childhood was hard and best forgotten but it did teach the young twi'lekk to survive, accept help when it was offered, and to make the best of any given situation.
By the time he was 15 Vail'd managed to snag a prime gig ferrying folks around in a stolen air taxi. He was living the high life: steady income, the promise of a relationship with the twi'lekk dispatcher, a place to call his own and a modicom of respect from those around him. Yes, life was good... and then came the Exhange. They wanted 'access fees' and Vail didn't have it; he'd spent it on new digs and new cloths. To make a long story short, Vail learned to respect the Exchange. Life is tough and they're tougher... especially when they torch your digs and scrap your taxi.
After the flames died out Vail scavenges what he can from the wreckage of his once promising life. He knows he'll be all right; he's a survivor. Life is tough, but Vail is tougher.
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Concept: last man standing
Ht: 2meters
Wt: 101 kilos
Color: aqua
Eyes: red
Distinguishing Features: gang tattos running down the length of his lekku; tattooed stylized sunburst over left eye.
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