Post by arendri on Jan 13, 2013 3:33:24 GMT -5
Physical Description: At first glance you'd notice a rather tall human, with obvious cybernetic additions that support the stability of his skull, which were basically traced around a set of long, thick and leathery scars that would almost run parallel to the cybernetics. The height of the human would almost seem unrealistic at best. However under thick layers of armor usually wrapped around his "legs", synth-skin would house an entire system of intricate cybernetics that would make up his entire lower body. Clean shaven, with minor exceptions to buzz cut variations would let anyone know that this man did want to take care of himself. The upper half of his body would remain untouched by cybernetics and while most assumed it to be the strongest part of his body it was indeed not. The man was rather well built. You could tell he strove to take care of himself to the best of his ability. If you ever caught the smile of this man you'd notice two gold caps that were placed over both of his canines. It is speculated that these are simply cosmetic or that he actually had bad teeth. Generally armed to the teeth, the man would carry an array of weapons ranging from a rocket launcher, to small vibro-blades tucked into both boots and his forearm. However if he saw that there would be no threats were he was going, you'd catch the Cyborg in rather normal civilian clothes. However he always conceal carried, generally keeping a small blaster and thermal detonator tucked safely in his leather set of trench coats.
Name: Arendri Delgadden Rammos
Phonetic Name: Air-wren-dree Dell-Godden Ray-moze
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 28 (Human years)
Hair: Buzz cut variations
Eyes: Jade Green
Skin Tone/Complexion: Mild Tan
Height: 7'1" (216 cm)
Weight: 337 (153 kg)
Scars: A massive map of scars can be found running from the back of his head, all the way to the front of his face.
Tattoos: None.
Build: Muscular. Extremely.
Left/Right Handed: Ambidextrous.
Commonly Worn Clothing: Heavy Armor, modified with Mandalorian Iron when in the field.
Trench coat, baggy combat pants tucked into leather boots. His common civilian outfit.
Background: Born on one of the many mining and manufacturing planets Adim, Arendri began his life with his three older sisters and his mother. All of which had no real significance on his actual life. His mother cared nothing for her children, basically allowing Arendri to be picked up and sold off into a strict work camp for most of his early life until he was around the age of fourteen. Sadly enough, Arendri made a quicker connection with his boss, Gran'an. Gran'an was a Nautolan entrepeneur, spanning his business nearly all the way to the Outer Rim.
It was then that Gran'an taught Arendri the ropes of making a good buck in the galaxy. Arendri spent the next three years mentoring under Gran'an. It was paid work, great advice and a better opprotunity than what he had on Adim. They travelled great distances over that three year span; from observing mining stations, to full blown industrial sectors Gran'an had placed around the galaxy Arendri was quickly climbing a corporate ladder.
Finally the day came that Arendri met his first love, a human woman by the name of Cae'la Thuul. They met on a business trip to Alderaan which definitely caused a good bit of an uproar with her father and mother considering they did not want their daughter falling for such a simpleton in their eyes. They spent nearly three months visiting each other until Gran'an caught onto the entire situation, which left Arendri with this small conversation.
"Clearly you've became blind. Found the one thing that will bankrupt a man in a heartbeat. A woman. Not just a normal woman, a woman from Alderaan. You've got two choices, kid. Stay here, lose all your money. Come with me, continue to gain the money."
It was then that Arendri made the bold choice to actually stay behind on Alderaan as an overseer at one of the mining camps Gran'an left behind on Alderaan as apart of the deal he struct with House Thuul.
For the next year Arendri spent as many moments as he could with Cae'la. It was when the Empire reached out to House Thuul that Arendri saw quite the problem. Not only had they stepped up security, which prevented the secret visits.. they admittedly destroyed the mining camp Arendri was overseeing. Leaving him with no legs, a crushed skull, and one missing eye. Luckily enough, Gran'an returned as soon as the incident occurred which in turn saved Arendri from a horrible death.
Gran'an was a wealthy man and no matter how greedy or bland the Nautolan was he loved Arendri like the son he never had. He immediately placed him in his medical bays, paying as many credits as it took to repair the nearly defeated young man. An entire lower cybernetic replacement, an optical scanner and a cranial stabilizer later, Arendri was on his way to recovery. Two years inside of a ship, recovering and learning his new functions made Arendri steam with anger, revenge and subtle curiousity to what was going on around him in the galaxy. Gran'an kept him in solitary confinement it seemed, not wanting to stress him the least bit while he adjusted. As much as Arendri hated it. He knew Gran'an could be trusted. When word reached back to one of his sisters that Arendri had nearly been killed, she was immediately compelled to finally make contact after all the years it wasn't present. This was when Arendri's life took a change for the better in a sense. You see, Arendri's sister Bantiyn was now a member of the Galactic Republic; which for her consisted of spending time with new recruits and fitting them into the military lifestyle. Upon her learning of Arendri's condition and recovery she immediately reccomended he join the Republic's fight against the Empire which definitely caught his anger and hatred which turned his sight straight to the military where he could finally release said emotions.
Which leads us to the current time we play in the game. Arendri has joined the Republic and has finished with his training and has served in seventeen seperate encounters which earned him an accurate kill count of three-hundred and twenty two sentient Imperials. The astounding kill count led Arendri straight into more conflict and glory, earning him as many as four different medals during his first year of service.
Birthplace: Adim
Named For/After: His father
Parents: Garren and Zhelia Rammos
Sibling: Bantiyn, Vaniti and Yaemmi. (All female)
Result of Childhood: Mixed emotions, cold exterior.
Spouse/Lover: Cae'la Thuul
Children: None
Spoken Languages: Basic, Nautilla
Written Languages: Basic, Nautilla
Favorite Uttered Saying: None
Drinks: Y/N? Yes
Smokes: Y/N? Yes
Favorite Foods: Butter Pastry with Winterberry Jelly
Favorite Drinks: Regretfully, Flameout
Favorite Smokes: Dilnlexan cigars
Speech quirks: Voice randomly cracks due to unstable windpipe.
Personality Qualities: Loyal, Trustworthy, Logical
Personality Flaws: Angry, sometimes racist
Profession: Arms Technician
Hobbies: Plays the harp
Religious Beliefs: None
Motivations/Emotions: Anger and hatred for the Empire.
Primary Drive (What makes your character go?): Seeing Cae'la again.
How Does Your Character Deal With Certain Emotions?
Becomes a recluse.
What drives them to certain emotions?
Love: Cae'la.
Happiness: Cae'la, saving lives.
Lust: Women, alcohol.
Anger: The Empire, Jedi, Sith.
Hate: The thought of losing Cae'la.
Fear: The thought of losing himself.
Sadness: Comrades dying.
Fight/Flight/Panic: Fight
Sassy/Casual/Cold: Cold
Introvert/Extrovert: Introvert
Calm/Eccentric: Calm
Alcoholic/Sober: Alcoholic
Social/Reserved: Reserved
Lover/Fighter: Fighter to most, truly a lover.
Name: Arendri Delgadden Rammos
Phonetic Name: Air-wren-dree Dell-Godden Ray-moze
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 28 (Human years)
Hair: Buzz cut variations
Eyes: Jade Green
Skin Tone/Complexion: Mild Tan
Height: 7'1" (216 cm)
Weight: 337 (153 kg)
Scars: A massive map of scars can be found running from the back of his head, all the way to the front of his face.
Tattoos: None.
Build: Muscular. Extremely.
Left/Right Handed: Ambidextrous.
Commonly Worn Clothing: Heavy Armor, modified with Mandalorian Iron when in the field.
Trench coat, baggy combat pants tucked into leather boots. His common civilian outfit.
Background: Born on one of the many mining and manufacturing planets Adim, Arendri began his life with his three older sisters and his mother. All of which had no real significance on his actual life. His mother cared nothing for her children, basically allowing Arendri to be picked up and sold off into a strict work camp for most of his early life until he was around the age of fourteen. Sadly enough, Arendri made a quicker connection with his boss, Gran'an. Gran'an was a Nautolan entrepeneur, spanning his business nearly all the way to the Outer Rim.
It was then that Gran'an taught Arendri the ropes of making a good buck in the galaxy. Arendri spent the next three years mentoring under Gran'an. It was paid work, great advice and a better opprotunity than what he had on Adim. They travelled great distances over that three year span; from observing mining stations, to full blown industrial sectors Gran'an had placed around the galaxy Arendri was quickly climbing a corporate ladder.
Finally the day came that Arendri met his first love, a human woman by the name of Cae'la Thuul. They met on a business trip to Alderaan which definitely caused a good bit of an uproar with her father and mother considering they did not want their daughter falling for such a simpleton in their eyes. They spent nearly three months visiting each other until Gran'an caught onto the entire situation, which left Arendri with this small conversation.
"Clearly you've became blind. Found the one thing that will bankrupt a man in a heartbeat. A woman. Not just a normal woman, a woman from Alderaan. You've got two choices, kid. Stay here, lose all your money. Come with me, continue to gain the money."
It was then that Arendri made the bold choice to actually stay behind on Alderaan as an overseer at one of the mining camps Gran'an left behind on Alderaan as apart of the deal he struct with House Thuul.
For the next year Arendri spent as many moments as he could with Cae'la. It was when the Empire reached out to House Thuul that Arendri saw quite the problem. Not only had they stepped up security, which prevented the secret visits.. they admittedly destroyed the mining camp Arendri was overseeing. Leaving him with no legs, a crushed skull, and one missing eye. Luckily enough, Gran'an returned as soon as the incident occurred which in turn saved Arendri from a horrible death.
Gran'an was a wealthy man and no matter how greedy or bland the Nautolan was he loved Arendri like the son he never had. He immediately placed him in his medical bays, paying as many credits as it took to repair the nearly defeated young man. An entire lower cybernetic replacement, an optical scanner and a cranial stabilizer later, Arendri was on his way to recovery. Two years inside of a ship, recovering and learning his new functions made Arendri steam with anger, revenge and subtle curiousity to what was going on around him in the galaxy. Gran'an kept him in solitary confinement it seemed, not wanting to stress him the least bit while he adjusted. As much as Arendri hated it. He knew Gran'an could be trusted. When word reached back to one of his sisters that Arendri had nearly been killed, she was immediately compelled to finally make contact after all the years it wasn't present. This was when Arendri's life took a change for the better in a sense. You see, Arendri's sister Bantiyn was now a member of the Galactic Republic; which for her consisted of spending time with new recruits and fitting them into the military lifestyle. Upon her learning of Arendri's condition and recovery she immediately reccomended he join the Republic's fight against the Empire which definitely caught his anger and hatred which turned his sight straight to the military where he could finally release said emotions.
Which leads us to the current time we play in the game. Arendri has joined the Republic and has finished with his training and has served in seventeen seperate encounters which earned him an accurate kill count of three-hundred and twenty two sentient Imperials. The astounding kill count led Arendri straight into more conflict and glory, earning him as many as four different medals during his first year of service.
Birthplace: Adim
Named For/After: His father
Parents: Garren and Zhelia Rammos
Sibling: Bantiyn, Vaniti and Yaemmi. (All female)
Result of Childhood: Mixed emotions, cold exterior.
Spouse/Lover: Cae'la Thuul
Children: None
Spoken Languages: Basic, Nautilla
Written Languages: Basic, Nautilla
Favorite Uttered Saying: None
Drinks: Y/N? Yes
Smokes: Y/N? Yes
Favorite Foods: Butter Pastry with Winterberry Jelly
Favorite Drinks: Regretfully, Flameout
Favorite Smokes: Dilnlexan cigars
Speech quirks: Voice randomly cracks due to unstable windpipe.
Personality Qualities: Loyal, Trustworthy, Logical
Personality Flaws: Angry, sometimes racist
Profession: Arms Technician
Hobbies: Plays the harp
Religious Beliefs: None
Motivations/Emotions: Anger and hatred for the Empire.
Primary Drive (What makes your character go?): Seeing Cae'la again.
How Does Your Character Deal With Certain Emotions?
Becomes a recluse.
What drives them to certain emotions?
Love: Cae'la.
Happiness: Cae'la, saving lives.
Lust: Women, alcohol.
Anger: The Empire, Jedi, Sith.
Hate: The thought of losing Cae'la.
Fear: The thought of losing himself.
Sadness: Comrades dying.
Fight/Flight/Panic: Fight
Sassy/Casual/Cold: Cold
Introvert/Extrovert: Introvert
Calm/Eccentric: Calm
Alcoholic/Sober: Alcoholic
Social/Reserved: Reserved
Lover/Fighter: Fighter to most, truly a lover.
