Mr. Smith
Mr. Smith is intimidating to look at and he likes it that way. He has silver hair that is below his ears, always wears a trench coat, face never bears emotion, and he stands at two meters tall, but this intmidating visage hides a sad tale. Mr. Smith is a tragic figure. His true name is Ganon Shi'ar and he is a native of Alderran and like many youth attended flight accademy, not out of love for the Empire but just for a chance to fly. Unfortuantly, due to his outspokenness, Gannon was selected for Re-education. However, unlike typical re-education they expirmented with progamming his mind to make him the perfect imperial assassian. The brainwashing was not completly successful because within a few years he started remembering who he really was. The ISB tryed to brain wash him a second time, but this time were even less successful. This created an almagram of personalities. Gannon was still himself, but altered. He was hollowed out in a way. He could no longer truly feel remorse, sorrow, or close to anyone. His one driving factor became revenge and it started to consume him. While on a backwater planet called Miti'opop, Gannon (who was going by Mr. Smith now) heard a Shren'threl monk preaching. For some reason Mr. Smith was enchancted by what the monk had to say. He joined the commune and started training as a warrior, but he couldn't stick with it. As Mr. Smith was packing his bags to leave Mal'chi approached him with his vision. Mr. Smith agreed full heartily. This would be his chance to take his revenge on the Empire, and maybe just redeem himself a little bit. . .
Mr. Smith (as of leaving Miti'opop)
Type: Vigilante
Dexterity: 4D
Melee 6D, Dodge 4D+1, Blaster 4D+1
Knowledge 2D
willpower 3D, Intimidation 3D
Mechancial 3D
Starfighter piloting 4D+2
Perception 3D
Sneak 3D+1, Search 3D+1, Hide 3D+1
Strength 3D
brawling 4D
Technical 3D
Starfighter repair 4D+2
Special Abilties:
Meditation
Equipment: 4 1/2 foot long sword, blaster
Move: 10
Force sensitive: no
Force points: 1
dark side points: 1
Character points: 15