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Character Name: Itovaa Paine
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Race: Human
Character Description: Itovaa stands little above 6 feet tall. He Has a muscular build from his days spent as a front-line marksman. His raven black hair is kept tied back into a low ponytail. His piercing eyes are a dark shade of green. A small well kept goatee is the only facial hair he has. He is normaly seen wearing baggy black trousers and a decorative vest. He continues to wear his black composite bracer and glove on his left arm. Apart from his black work boots he carrys an old war-stained dagger hooked on the back of his trousers.

Relations: Before Itovaa left to join the war he had a family on Telos. He tried to find out if any of them are still alive but all he heard was a rumour of his brother working somwhere on Coruscant. Having found the death certificates of his parents he gave up the search.
Character History: still to be writen
Personal Belongings: An ancient set of black composite armour, his trust-worthy T-21 rifle and an old dagger given to him by his Father. They are his most prized possessions

Alignment:
Occupation: Cantina Manager
Skills: Is a crack shot with his rifle and has basic skills with a med. pack, other than that he can mix some mean cocktails.
Flaws: He sometimes finds it hard to trust people, and has a few medical problems (will come apparent in the sample)

Roleplay Sample: Setting the glass he was cleaning down on the side he glances up to see the only other person in the cantina. A girl by the name of Nina was a fun energetic 18 year old. He had grown quite fond of her especially considering that they have only known each other for six months. And even though there is only 6 years between them she makes him feel old - older than his years. Stretching his arms he feels them burn from being still for so long, even though its been over a year since he left the war his muscles still seize up - a nasty present from the cold nights camping on floors and taking watches. Relaxing his arms he looks up again muttering more to himself than to Nina.

"Looks like it's gonna be another quiet night, ever since the trouble up top started we're getting less and less customers"

"Did you say somthing Mr Paine?" she asked.

"Its nothing. And how many times do I have to tell you not to call me Mr Paine? We're friends! Please call me Itovaa."

"Sorry... Looks like it's going to be quiet again tonight."

"I was just thinking the same thing. Go close off the back end of the cantina." he said adding with a sigh "I dont think we will be needing it tonight do you?"

She knew he didn't need an answer,
"No I dont think we will" was all she said before walking past him over to the back area.

Glancing over his sholder he saw her start putting chairs on top of the tables at the back of the cantina, her footsteps and the banging of chairs echoing around the empty room. Turning back to the entrance he realized just how empty it was. She was only gone for a minute and he was already missing her presence. The quietness causing him to think,

She's only 18! how can i think about her that way. I saw more in the few years of war than she has her whole life. Shes just a kid...
But do you really think that, think about the way she looks at you. Theres warmth in them eyes the kind of warmth you have'nt seen for 8years...
But shes still a kid compared to me maybe not in years but in mind, body and life...
But do you truly think that maybe we have just gone to long since you-we could feel anything but cold and pain.

Pulling himself back from his thoughts he saw Nina standing infront of him

"...Itovaa?" She frowned, "Are you OK?"

"What? Oh yea im ok. Was just thinking about what needs to be done." He replied trying to sound calm even though his heart was beating at a mile-a-minute. Smiling he looked over her shoulder to see three men walk into the cantina. Looking back at Nina he smiled again,
This is the first time in two weeks we have had customers this early, maybe our luck is changing.

"Might have a good night tonight" he said to Nina before shouting over to the men. "Sit wherever you like gents! I'll be with you shortly!...And welcome to Itovaa's Intergallactic Cantina!" He felt his spirits lift as he picked up his glass again and started pouring some vasarian brandy.

((End of sample))

Gaia Name: mizzlehotch777
Character Name: Inder Gerrak
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Race: Human
Character Description: http://www.swagonline.com/view.php?photo_id=243&screen=35&action=search&selectcat=human&date=&type=search

He's about six foot tall with a muscular build. He hasn't been doing much of the physical type work latley. He's very personable and eager to help, but doesn't like conflict.

Relations: He has his mother, Mara, and father, Jarred Gerrak.
Character History: Inder was born in the residential sector of Coruscant. His mother and father each ran the local library, where they made a decent living. His mother took care of Inder the most when he was a baby, teaching him how to read and write. His mother loved him very much. When Inder was five, his father enrolled him into a public preschool. He instantly took to learning, and was at the top of his class. He began to get a number of friends, but there was one he always stood by, no matter what. His name was Xander

Inder and Xander were almost like brothers. They could tell each other anything, and they spent alot of time together. It was Xander who sparked Inder's interest in the military. Throughout school, Xander and Inder talked about how they would leave Coruscant and join the army, and see the galaxy. Inder finished high school twelfth in his class of 139. Once he recieved his diploma, he enlisted into the army. He enjoyed the physical challenges and he was quickly promoted through the ranks. Five years into his service, Inder was promoted to officer status. He was given command of a platoon for sixty men, but that didn't last either. He joined the special forces and became a sharpshooter.

He saw combat for the first time on Andraxis. When the planed rebelled he was sent there to pacify the system. His special forces unit was sent to root out enemy guerillas. His unit took it a little to far. He took part in the systematic execution and destruction of numerous villages. While on tour, he learned that Xander was killed. His experiences in the war taught him that war was an evil thing, not a glorified conflict.

After the war, he retired his comission and devoted himself to studies of any sort. He went back to his home and obtained a job at the library while attending the local academy. His grades remained excellent, because he had access to all the time he needed while he worked and while he was at home. He has recently moved into an apartment.

He feels depressed nowadays from flashbacks of the war, but he doesn't want to talk about it because it hurts to much. He feels alone, but isn't activly searching for a partner.
Personal Belongings: A datapad with current lesson plans and essays, several history books, credit chip with 600 credits, and a fully furnished apartment.

Alignment:
Occupation: Retired Sharpshooter/Librarian
Skills: Spec Ops training in melee, marksmanship, and survival/stealth. Knowledgeable in finances/economics, and history
Flaws: Absolutly hates conflict, will not fight unless forced or convinced to do so, and that takes alot. He is also not trusting of government officals, many other people for that matter. He's not unsocial, but doesn't like to talk about himself or his past.

Roleplay Sample: Inder was in the back room behind the library desk working on his term paper. It was entitled "Outer Rim Economies and Lifestyle." It was amazing to him how the Outer Rim was so self sufficient. It largely depended on private merchants and hte perserverence of the individual. He wondered how this world population would fare on the Outer Rim. It didn't matter, because nobody was leaving hte planet. Painful memories started to come up, but he supressed them when he hear the familliar ding from the bell on the help desk. He walked out and to the desk to see a young woman standing there. "Can I help you miss?"

"Umm, yeah."She said as she glanced back to the enterance. "Can you show me where the social science books are?"

"Sure, down that hall then take a left and look at the shelves for social sciences. It shouldn't be too far back." Without a word, she ran off. He watched her disappear down the hall and returned to his paper. He was just getting to the signifigance of the agricultural economy when the door slid open and he looked through the window behind the office and saw two men walking straight past the desk. He returned to his work and started with the significance of moisture farming on desert planets when he heard a scream coming from the social sciences section.

He jumped up out of his seat and started to run. Past fiction, past literature, so the social sciences. He saw one man cornering the woman. His eyes were full of lust, while hers were full of fear. "Let her go." The man looked at him with a devilish look and said, "What are you gonna do, punk?". He started to touch her waist and chest. Inder didn't know what to do. But the woman looked at him, her eyes pleading for help. He turned back to go to the nearest comm node when the second man appeared holding a vibroblade. He took a swipe at him, but Inder blocked it and twisted his arm into a lock. The man struggled and tried to break free. When he couldn't, he reached into his pocket with his free hand and pulled out a holdhout blaster. Inder locked his other arm, and snapped his wrist.

The man screamed in pain and dropped to the floor. Inder turned around to look to see if the first man was still trying to rape the woman, he the first man charged him. Inder sidestepped and landed a blow on the back of his neck. The man fell to the floor, stunned. He turned back to the woman. Come on. Let's get the police.


DONE!!