Rajhin is average height for a Togorian male with the signature feline features of his race. He is powerfully built with wide shoulders and muscle-shaped arms and legs. Fur covers his body from head to toe in orange with black stripes and white accents pattern reminiscent of a tiger. His mouth and nose are squared in a feline fashion with sharp fangs typical of Togorians. Rajhin’s eyes are solid amber with black pupils.
Rajhin speaks basic with a practiced posh accent in a deep bass with just a hint of the stereotypical hiss associated with Togorians.
In his time abroad in the wider galaxy removed from the spartan upbringing of his youth, Rajhin has acquired a taste for the finer things in life; fancy clothes, plush accommodations, fine spirits, and pleasurable company, all part of a lifestyle that takes considerable credits to maintain. This insatiable need for funds has forced Rajhin to ply his most marketable skill: killing. Before drawing the ire of the First Order, Rajhin developed a reputation as a hitman of considerable skill with almost no reservations regarding targets if the price was right. Now, he hopes to re-establish his business in Brotherhood space by profiting from the endless conflicts of its various factions.
Rajhin’s overt mercenary attitude and lack of discrimination in both employers and targets have left him with many enemies and almost no friends to back him up.
Trained as an Obelisk assassin and forced to leave Brotherhood space after the purging of his order, Rajhin has grown cynical of politics, ideologies and even the honor culture of his Obelisk training. In their place, he has embraced his own interpretation of the Sith code, namely, there is no greater good than self. His moral compass is almost entirely self-centered with those actions which increase his personal wealth or power in the galactic underworld being the most desirable. Since his return to Brotherhood space in service to those twin goals, Rajhin’s refusal to commit to any faction or ideology but himself has left him largely alone in a region heavily divided by both.
If Rajhin’s travels have taught him anything it is that, as a Togorian, his beast-like appearance causes him to stand out in a human-centric galaxy. He has endured a lifetime of accommodations that are too small for him and fearful or condescending stares from those who only see him as a mindless beast. This treatment has left Rajhin hypersensitive toward the slightest perceived offense directed at his species and driving away even the most honest advances in the process.
Rahjin has a massive chip on his shoulder toward humans and the “fairer” near-human races, and a natural affinity for the more “alien” looking species of the galaxy. He especially feels a strong fraternity toward races that share his burden of a beast-like appearance such as Wookies, Shistavanen, and Trandoshans.
Rajhin has cultivated a thin veneer of class, good manners, and a calm demeanor to accompany his sometimes gaudy displays of ill-gotten wealth. His faux-aristocratic mask crumbles quickly under pressure revealing his true arrogant and narcissistic nature. While the facade is up, however, he will respond well to those who show him respect and reciprocate his display of proper social etiquette and will be quick to show anger to rude, uncouth behavior. He is especially infuriated by those who question or poke at his illusion of status.
After watching his master Tonraq sacrifice himself needlessly in a disastrous last stand at the Battle of Florrum Rajhin has abandoned any pretense of honor in combat. His personal mantra is “there is only honor in victory” and once cornered in a fight with a choice between quitting honorably and cheating to win, he will choose the latter every time partly out of pride and partly out of pure survival instinct. Sneak attacks, surprise weapons, using the Force abilities at his disposal, nothing in his toolbox is beyond the pale if victory is on the line regardless of any pre-existing agreement or rules of engagement. He may not be held in high regard after the fight, or even trusted by ally and foe alike, but he’ll win and that’s really all that matters to him.
Rajhin believes in winning a fight using the minimal force necessary. He doesn’t like to show his proverbial hand and holds his strongest attacks and abilities as trump cards. The former Obelisk was also trained from his earliest days to rely on his honed physical and martial skills first and not to use the Force as a crutch. Part of this is survival, not wanting to reveal himself as a Force user unless necessary and part is simple confidence, bordering on arrogance, in his Force abilities. Once Rajhin plays his trump card and goes all in he becomes single-minded, relentless and lost in bloodlust which can either overwhelm an enemy or lead to reckless errors a patient opponent can exploit.
This reluctance to use his most effective maneuvers and abilities at the onset of engagement can cost him the momentum in a fight with a more aggressive foe.
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Mediocre (+0) |
Master (+5) |
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Adept (+4) | |
Disciple (+3) | |
Studied (+2) | |
Initiate (+1) |
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Primary Martial Art | Teras Kasi |
Secondary Martial Art | None |
Primary Lightsaber Form | None |
Secondary Lightsaber Form | None |