Persons of Keen Interest

[Zimrzala Skalirz]

Name: Zimrzala Skalirz
Gender: Female
Species: Mikkian
Age: 19
Height: 5'6
Build: Slim but somewhat resilient
Eyes: Dark blue
Hair: Yellow-greenish head tendrils (same colour as her skin)
Homeworld: Mikkia (originally), Bakura (after 9 years old)

What is known or readily noticeable
Zimrzala is a young Mikkian with a yellow-greenish colour, her head tendrils flowing and a bit wild - and perhaps for that reason often tied back with a headband. Most often dressed in a loose-fitting drab robe that wouldn't be out of place in a priestess, a monk or a traveller who doesn't want to call too much attention to oneself. Or maybe a beggar. Whether she is in fact one of these is up for debate - some time speaking to her might give some clues, though... or it might confuse one further.

Soft spoken and generally calm - some might say annoyingly calm, at times -, Zimrzala can be charming, but not so much in an 'enticing' manner as in an easy, gentle behaviour that emanates compassion and reliability. Those who spare a look at her eyes see two dark blue pools of determination - but those who venture deeper into them will may also find some of the telltale signs of carefully repressed sorrow, confusion, and maybe anger.

A short conversation with the Mikkian will quickly reveal some of the ideals she holds dearest. She will often comment on the tragedies of poverty - with undertones of emotion that suggest she's known it up close - and she'll sometimes openly decry how inequality seems to be maintained for the benefit of the few, which of course may cause problems in a number of circles. She will also often be heard saying, sometimes in an almost preaching manner, that it is 'imbalance' that leads to glaring inequality and ultimately causes many to suffer - although she'll also, perhaps counterintuitively, remark that it is inside oneself that one should first seek balance. Also - and maybe also paradoxically given her somewhat revolutionary ideas - she will speak out for peace and defend peaceful resolutions to conflict... although, given some of her experiences with the Empire, she will concede that this may sometimes not be possible.

Her coming to Bellionas seems to be part of a series of journeys of some sort that she's been undertaking for the last year, at least, although it does seem like she's heard at least some word of 'important things' happening in the planet which she may have an interest in.

Obligations
- Pacifist: 5 (Instilled into her by her time with the Kurtzen and the H'kig teachings of her Galandan teacher)
- Bounty: 5 (She's now keenly aware that those like her are hunted by the Empire)
- Exiled: 5 (Left Mikkian after Order 66, leaving family behind; her father is a fugitive and she hasn't seen him in over a decade)
- Keeper of the Faith: 5 (Trying to come to terms with Cosmic Balance and H'Kig teachings, finding a way to reach Balance without inequality and injustice)

Hooks:
- 'Balance without Equality is Falsehood'. It is clear to anyone who spends time with Zimrzala that Balance - in its many forms - is a very important concept to her. It is also clear, however, that she does not hold in high regard views of "Balance" that gloss over grinding poverty coexisting with flamboyant displays of wealth or power.

- 'Conscience without Humility is Hubris'. Those who get to know Zimrzala better will notice her serenity comes not from absence of conflict, but from conscious control. She understands that it is often hard to hold one's baser emotions in check, and she won't judge one for that - but she will judge those who believe themselves above such mistakes... or above others, in general.

- 'I see lines linking the world and our emotions'. Force-sensitives may notice things about her. Maybe you want to talk to her about it?

- 'Cosmic Balance, the Balance of Nature and the teachings of H'kig'. Having grown in Bakura among both humans and Kurtzen and learned under a Galandan teacher for years, Zimrzala has great interest in a number of different religious doctrines - and some nonstandard views that seeks syncretism among different beliefs.

- Have you had bad experiences with the Empire, or Order 66? She has had plenty of the former, and while she doesn't remember much about the latter, it did have life-changing consequences for her family.

[Soleene Stryss]

Soleene Stryss

Age: 20-something!
Species: ???
Identifies as/Biological sex: Female
Height: 1.78m/5'10"
Build: Lithe
Hair: ???
Eyes: ???
Homeworld: Nun'ya, Business



Appearance
Soleene doesn't exactly reveal much about herself, more often than not dressed in her Mandalorian-like armour with an exterior made up of polished metal plates with purple trims. The armour is not something she does strictly for style points as it's not exactly comfort wear. She doesn't possess much of the other gear on her with no fancy gadgets, merely favouring the simplicity of her fists to do the talking whenever there is persuasive conversation needed or a fight involved.

Her posture is usually casual and relaxed, moving with a comfortable swagger about her whenever she's not on business. She gets serious when there is some business to be dealt with and has a low tolerance for nonsense. Her voice emotes pleasantly pretty well through her helmet, there is a slightly sarcastic or dry tone in her words.

Background
Her Clan knows her well and she keeps it that way with her people. Admittedly, she is a new recruit among them but maintains a close relationship. As far as she's concerned, she might not be born Mandalorian but they are the only family she has here. Outside of her Clan and everyone else around her, she's just a simple girl from parts unknown with a reputation to bust heads to anyone deserving of it.

[Nara Phln]

Name: Nara Philn
Gender: Female
Species: Chiss
Age: 28
Height: 5'3
Build: Verging on gaunt
Eyes: Bright red
Hair: Black brown, nearly always pulled back out of the scope she's aiming at someone with
Homeworld: N/A

It's a terrible thing that Nara is so outgoing. An outgoing Zeltron or Falleen is the life of the party while humans are notoriously garrulous and sociable. Nara brings the same energy but it's concentrated into a brutally awkward package. Either the Chiss isn't fully aware of how she sounds or she doesn't care. Either option is equally concerning.

The problem is that Nara despite being a warm and friendly soul has one great passion, combat. And she rarely stops pursuing it, talking about it or preparing for it. More than one blind date has been put on the spot with aggressive questioning about how they would modify a plasma grenade for maximum impact. (The answer is of course to use a core with a slower burn but greater energy output, everyone should know that.)

After being politely encouraged to leave the Chiss Ascendancy following an affair known only as 'The Ultra Violence' Nara has been making her way in the galaxy as a bounty hunter. It's probably been good for her soul to have some kind of monetary incentive to take targets alive, at least sometimes. Then again, dead targets don't end up complaining about her incessant chatter on the trip to the local jail.

Currently the bounty hunter is on Bellionas between jobs and has time (and the odd target) to kill. No friend of the empire (who hypocritically look down on extra-judicial killings despite cornering the galactic market on all other types of killings) it probably won't be hard to persuade her to blow someone or something imperial up.

Her coming to Bellionas seems to be part of a series of journeys of some sort that she's been undertaking for the last year, at least, although it does seem like she's heard at least some word of 'important things' happening in the planet which she may have an interest in.

Hooks:

- Need some help with a matter? Nara is pretty damn mercenary.

- Looking to inflict some violence? You might not even need to pay her if you can promise a good time.

- Fancy yourself a tech/gear head? Or maybe you've got a fancy weapon? Either way, Nara will probably be very interested.

- Thinking of taking on the empire? See the first two hooks.

- Require someone for a party? Well, prepare to be first amazed and then deeply concerned by this bounty hunter.

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[BXE-322]

• Serial Number: BXE-322, short.45778872 long serial number(Bixe nickname)
• Programming: Droid, Male Programming?
• Degree Classification: Fourth Degree
• Age: 13
• Height: 1,91 m/6'3''
• Build: Sturdy, with layers of laminate armor
• Manufacturer: Baktoid Combat Automata
• Eye colour: White Photoreceptors

A rather strange sight in this imperial era, the droid that respond to the serial number BXE-322, could be considered a thing from an already 'bygone' age. A combat droid from the Clone Wars nonetheless.

The sight of this droid probably cause memories of pain and suffering in most peoples during this age, a reminder of the massive conflict, that caused so much upheaval in the Galaxy. Unlike what organics might think, this battle droid didn't 'survive' the shutdown order once the CIS was defeated, it went off like almost all other battle droids. But being a commando droid, one of the most expensive and advanced models of the Confederate Army, it ended up being repurposed by many owners, exchanging hands one by one, inside the black market.

Why this droid is here? Nobody knows. Nobody knows who is its last owner, and few ask, since the reputation of the BX-series, as rather mean and nasty droids does indeed continues to be present in most people's minds. Its cold former programming and deep voice is still there, even after the numerous wipes it has suffered. Most organics just stay away of this droid.

The droid carries its common equipment back in the clone war era, a vibrosword and a heavy repeating blaster.

[Tenzing]

Tenzing

Batch code: NG-1010
Age: 20 something standard years
Species: Clone, but Humans all look the same to you
Sex: Male
Height: 1.83 m
Build: Slim like a long distance runner
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Homeworld: Kamino

Appearance

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Looks to be in his 40's and on the roguishly scruffy side of handsome. There's something familiar about him...

Additional information
Tenzing is pretty well known around Capitol City after arriving during the Clone Wars and giving many years of service with the security forces. He has lived most of his life on Bellionas, although he's "Been a lot of places, seen a lot of things." After the war he left the army and rose to the rank of Detective Inspector with Capitol City Police. Then the Imps changed things up, got all oppressive, and kicked him out. Now he does all sorts of odd jobs and rights wrongs on the side where he can. Tenzing has earned the grudging respect of the local population, maybe he did you a solid?

Hooks

• Veteran - NG-1010 received several commendations for valour during the Clone Wars. Maybe you fought with or against him?
• Hokey religion - Yeah, he remembers the Jedi. They were arrogant sure, but they weren't traitors. Heck, most of them were kids. Never shot one.
• If all else fails - If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find him... Tenzing works as a kind of PI and unofficial Marshal. He takes on jobs that need doing, especially the sort that make feel good about yourself in this crazy galaxy.

[Korvin Hikarrin]

Name: Korvin Hikarrin
Gender: Male
Species: Pantoran
Age: 17
Height: 5'11"
Build: Athletic
Homeworld: Bellionas
Eye colour: Golden

Semi-known background:

Natives of Bellionas, especially in Capitol City, likely remember the name Hikarrin, though what it represents to them varies. Everyone knows Dozay Hikarrin, Korvin's father, was an outspoken leader against the Republic occupation during the Clone Wars. A local politician of some reputation and power, he was a key leader among the firebrands, speaking more aggressively than the Kaydes about Bellionassian independence, and was even part of the delegation set to meet with the Jedi emissary to Bellionas when Order 66 came.

In the wake of Order 66, Hikarrin retired from public life. Some, including fellow radicals who felt somewhat betrayed/abandoned by Hikarrin's retirement, said he lost his nerve after seeing the Jedi gunned down. Others, including Hikarrin's political opponents, said his fire-breathing rhetoric had been opportunism, and he had grown tired of what he never really believed anyway or given up when real work was required. In truth, these things were influences on the decision, but the real decisive fact was that Dozay didn't want to bring extra attention or danger on his young children, Korvin, then 6, and Kerrsa, then 7. There are still the occasional old political friends who come to visit, or former supporters asking for assistance, who Dozay generally tries to help without fanfare. He is very clear that he is no warrior for change now. Bellionas' future is not up to him.

Korvin's life has largely been defined by his father's efforts at a pleasant, non-attention-grabbing home life. His mother, Sanga, something of a socialite while her husband had been in politics, remains active in the community, but is focused more on small fundraisers for charity with fellow affluent families, gaining little attention for herself. Keeping a modest profile is conveniently facilitated by so many human families that are happy to take the credit and gain prestige to fuel their ambitions in the imperial order. Older sister Kerrsa, who seems to be treading at least somewhat in their parents' footsteps by lightly engaging in society and politics, is both dear to Korvin and in many ways his opposite. Though she seems only marginally involved with Dozay's company, she speaks quietly but often of Bellionas' future being important, and there being work to do.

Korvin, now 17, is highly loyal to his family, regularly working in small ways to assist his father's company or run errands for his mother. He understands that he's economically dependent on their financially secure life, but also understands home to be a safe place from the strange imperial politics that he doesn't understand and doesn't want to, as well as a safe place from some of the questionable elements of Capitol City. His father regularly remarks, "Before the empire, it wasn't like this."

Filled with youthful energy and confidence, the youngest Hikarrin has taken to speeder bike racing and spends an inordinate amount of time with his bike, Ruby. That he purchased her with money that he earned himself is a point of pride -- the bike is truly his, not just another reflection of his parents' affluence. And that affluence has created barriers to Korvin relating to other people, though his racing has certainly exposed him to a broader range of Bellionassians. Korvin is still bigger on talk than actual racing success, but he's won a few races and performed well in others. The professional gamblers that circle around the racing scene typically see him as a "dark horse" pick to win, and his handful of wins have endeared him to a few of those gamblers. Of course, they've not endeared him to others in the racing community, including a Twi'lek biker named Tozza, who is beginning to think Korvin's consistent skill may be the result of cheating.

Conscientious that their son needs something like racing to keep him sharp and growing his skills, Dozay and Sanga have tried to give him a long leash to pursue it. They aren't thrilled, and recently sent him off-world for a vacation when it appeared he might be attracting too much attention to himself with a streak of high finishes in races. The impromptu learning adventure gave Korvin a slightly broader view of the galaxy, though he's still processing what he thinks of an empire that seems to have so many worlds living as unpleasantly as Bellionas. Now back home and eager to get back to racing, he is feeling the faintest pull toward something life-defining coming at him soon.

Hooks:

Let's ride - Speeder bikes are always a good way to get Korvin's attention, especially if you've got nice things to say about Ruby.

It's all fun and games - Even in a dark and brooding world, Korvin's still a 17-year-old boy. Especially coming from a comfortable home life, he's quick to laugh and joke - and probably rub some folks the wrong way by not being "serious."

Deep stuff - With the surety and confidence only a 17-year-old can muster, Korvin isn't too shy about giving an opinion on things. Even when he really doesn't know what he's talking about.

[Dr. Aanli Ven]

Dr. Aanli Ven

Age: 38
Species: Twi'lek
Gender: Female
Height: Short
Build: Wimpy
Hair: No
Eyes: Green
Homeworld: Raised on Coruscant, heart belongs to Ryloth

• Local doctor who's lived on-planet for several years.
• Primarily an academic, whose medical practice is conveniently vaguely defined.
• Graduate from a university that conveniently blew up along with all records during the Clone Wars.
• Former Clone Wars field medic.
• Totally not a secret Resistance spy or surviving Jedi.

[Carden Willhol]

Name: Carden Willhol
Gender: Male!
Species: Human, most likely
Age: Twenty Five
Height: 6'2
Build: Slender
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Dark Brown
Homeworld: Stewjon

Info:

Pretty boy! Certainly the type that'd have a girlfriend.

Is at least how some would describe Carden. The young man from Stewjon is tall and lean, as well as rather generous with his smiles. In his mid twenties some might call him a bit baby faced with his smooth cheeks and clear complexion. He's been traveling for years though and the wear of his clothes and the callouses on his hands tell that story well. He keeps his dark hair short though some could say he's often a few weeks late for a hair cut, and while his clothes are worn they do fit him well.

A freelance photographer by trade, he is often accompanied by his two cam Droids Juri and Cammie, both older models but in good repair. An indicator of some skill in machine by the young camerman. While not famous he is known in some circles and has a small following on the holonet under WillCee Photography.

While orginally from Stewjon he has spent the last five years planet hopping and has been to many different worlds, including aq previosu trip to Bellionas, though it was a couple years in the past.

Hooks:

- Are you into Photography? Maybe you need some wedding photos? Or Maybe some head shots for that protfolio?

- Do a lot of traveling> Maybe our paths have crossed.

- There is such a thing as taking the wrong types of photos. Well, maybe we can talk business?

- Need some tinkering done? Maybe we can figure something out.

[Torr Po]

Name: Torr Po
Gender: Male
Species: Farghul
Age: 42
Height: 6'3
Build: Athletic/Slim
Hair... umm, fur: Albino, but his top knot and beard are dyed black
Eyes: Green
Homeworld: New Farrfin


Torr was never really sure how he ended up at the monastery on New Farrfin. But throughout his childhood and adolescence it's all he knew. He learned martial arts from the monks. He learned about the Jedi, about the Whills - but in truth he didn't believe any of it. As his rebellious phase took shape his attitude for the life he had led up until then manifested into a general loathing for all things FORCE. To him what should have been regarded as a science was instead worshipped in a misguided and obnoxiously altruistic manner. The day came when he could take no more so he left.

Over the years he developed an addiction to alcohol. But drinking and skullduggery introduced him to a Mandalorian bounty hunter and his droid. The trio went on several well paying adventures that started Torr down the road of becoming a bounty hunter. Always travelling in his robes with naught but the gear in his pack and the credits up his sleeve.

He became separated from his friends on one of their misadventures. This left him alone and drifting for some time. Eventually landing him all the way back at the monastery. Then in 20 BBY the wars caught up to him. He watched as his home burned leaving him the sole survivor.

Today he drifts from place to place. Collecting bounties until he is flush with creds, then drinking until he is broke once more.