Short and stocky has greying dull brown hair. Has a grey and brown haired mustache and goatee. Blue/gray eyes, scar on right cheek from cheek bone down towards lip. Roundish face and short stubby nose. He usually looks disgruntled unless his is around people he trusts. Sometimes is seen walking with a cane and slight limp due to issues with his right knee. He wears a black hooded sleeveless tunic over a dark blood red long sleeved one with black pants and matching boots. He'll wear a heavy black cloak over top of everything when the weather calls for it. If he knows he's going into combat or on a sanction, he wears his black assassins armor and black cloak. Firith'rar speaks with a soft brogue that becomes stronger when he is very angry or frustrated.
Firith'rar is a master of fitting in and impersonation. There is scarcely a planet in the galaxy where he can't manage to find a way to fit in, be it throwing together a convincing imitation of local guard or pretending to be a regular local. Firith'rar is so good at such that he may have seemingly lost all sense of personal style and flair, leaving him as always simply the imitator.
Firith'rar doesn't like to work in groups or teams and feels most comfortable on his own. Firith'rar sticks to himself, sets his own pace, and doesn't share feelings or emotions with others. While the Lone Wolf can get things done quietly and efficiently, he tends to be emotionally cut off and has problems relating to his comrades.
Firith'rar manages to always see the down side to every silver-lining, joyous occasion, or victory. Where some may see a boon, Firith'rar will often see the curse accompanying it, just around the corner.Firith'rar's constant pessimism can often lead to conflict and the annoyance of those around him, not to mention the dampening of spirits. However, this mindset is not without its benefits, for a pessimist is far more likely to be prepared for the worst and be left unscathed by it - after all, none are more prepared for the worst case scenario than the ones expecting it all along.
Firith'rar is often confused and heavily saddened by the amount of idiocy that constantly surrounds him. It is often much easier for Firith'rar to cope with people by ensuring he stays inebriated and dulling his senses. When unable to find alcohol for an extended period of time, Firith'rar will devolve into a ravenous, hate-filled monster that is nigh impossible to be around. In other words, Firith'rar is an addict.
Firith'rar 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 Firith'rar will not bother confronting them.
When it comes to a fight, some like to posture, some like to act tough, some like to dance around and go through all sorts of fancy footwork. Firith'rar? Firith'rar doesn't bother with exotic battle stances, intricate maneuvers, or super-secret tactics. Firith'rar, when cornered into a fight, prefers the ancient technique of a good kick to the nuts. And if that won't work, either because the enemy is a woman or has balls of steel, Firith'rar isn't beyond pulling a few more cheap tricks out of the bag. Granted, Firith'rar won't be winning any medals for nobility or any prestige for a unique fighting style or a superb maneuver, but Firith'rar will still be winning, the best and most dirty way he knows how.
Master (+5) |
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Adept (+4) | |
Proficient (+3) | |
Trained (+2) | |
Learned (+1) | |
Mediocre (+0) |
Master (+5) |
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Adept (+4) | |
Disciple (+3) | |
Studied (+2) | |
Initiate (+1) |
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Primary Martial Art | Shadow Step |
Secondary Martial Art | None |
Primary Lightsaber Form | Form VII (Juyo) |
Secondary Lightsaber Form | None |