Felix is a lean, agile looking mercenary whose eyes are as quick and precise as his hands. He has short hair, cut in a militaristic style with a scar on the left side of his head where a blaster shot barely grazed his temple. He has a strong jawline, but a boyish look about him despite his age , the youthful smirk ever-present on his face. His nose is sculpted to match his strong but subtle features of dark slightly thick eyebrows, and his bronze piercing eyes. His hair is a dark brown that shines as a lighter shade in the sunlight.
His arms are long, but built with lean muscle, especially among the forearms from his years as a pilot and working with tools to repair any mechanical functions he required. The rest of his body is fit to be a runners type, with the majority of his abdominal area compressed into lean muscle and his legs being a bit bulkier due to the leg strength.
Felix Fulmen has not created any public loadouts yet.
Felix Fulmen is a master of the 'tricks of the trade' - the cheating and stealing trade, that is. With a certain propensity and natural talent for stealth and thievery, Felix Fulmen is a professional when it comes to crimes, from minor to major. Sometimes it is as simple as a few more favorable cards in a hand to a set of sticky fingers to something as big as a heist. Either way, Felix Fulmen knows his way around a job. However, everyone is bound to get caught eventually, and reputations have a way of finding a way to bite you in the rear. . . not to mention those looking to extract a little vengeance.
Having been born inside a star-ship as opposed to planet-side, Felix Fulmen has never had a particular world to call his home. He grew up in an environment that requires being of use in order to survive, and without the borders that breed patriotism. The allegiances of the galaxy mean little to him, only the strength of individual merit. He is most at peace when in space, and will take on any contract or mission that enables him to remain firmly seated in a cockpit.
This utter lack of affiliation often results in what can be construed as insubordination and disloyalty, putting him at odds with those that value such things.
Felix Fulmen tells it like he sees it, when he thinks it; and he doesn't try to sugar coat what he says.
While generally laid back and more than happy to offer a quip of sarcasm, Felix Fulmen's entire demeanor changes once combat begins. He becomes focused and quiet, with his smile replaced with a look of grim determination.
Felix Fulmen will never go into any situation head-on. Whether it be combat or just strolling down the street, he will stick to the shadows or cloak themselves in the Force. The less they are seen the better. If they cannot sneak up on someone, then Felix Fulmen will not bother confronting them.
Felix Fulmen vastly prefers ranged combat, taking every opportunity to use skills and Force Powers to disengage from melee and instead fight at range, so much so that he has become competent at staying out of melee in the first place.
Master (+5) |
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Adept (+4) |
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Proficient (+3) | |
Trained (+2) | |
Learned (+1) | |
Mediocre (+0) |
Master (+5) |
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Adept (+4) |
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Disciple (+3) |
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Studied (+2) |
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Initiate (+1) |
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Primary Martial Art | Shadow Step |
Secondary Martial Art | None |
Primary Weapon Specialization |
Slugthrowers
(Only applies to the Weapon Specialist Discipline) |
Primary Lightsaber Form | None |