Madalorian Wrath

Name: Wrath

Species: Epicanthix Mandalorian

Age: 32

Sex: Male

Height: 7ft

Weight: 264lb

Appearance: Has the physique of a body builder with broad, strong shoulders. His skin is lightly tanned, his jaw is squared with high cheek bones and has a Greek nose. His eyes are a kinda small-ish and the color is this ambery almost red color, his hair is ink black and combed back kinda spikey and squares off in the back. He has thick side burns that go down into full on lumberjack beard, nicely trimmed and fuzzy eyebrows. He has a few scars on his arms, three big ones each. His armor is made is made of Madalorian Iron which is tinted in a cerulean color. The helmet has is rounded and has the traditional Madalorian T shaped visor which has a thick outlining that is a slightly darker tint. The torso is thickly plated with the outlining of the pectorals and torso in a dark cerulean with squared off shoulder plating leading down to medieval like gauntlets. The cuisses and greaves as made in a similar fashion with thicker, darker armor on the shins and hips ending with the the pointed sabatons.  Under his armor he wears a white shirt made of Zoosha fabric and a thin pair of black pants made from Zed-Cloth.

Equipment: Equipment: A pouch containing a couple of power paks, gihaal, and haarshun. A red vibro-ax, a GLX Firelance, and Personal heavy repeater. Has a chubby loth-cat that weighs 28lb, about 3 feet long named "Killer" that is rather lazy due to being spoiled but still has a bad attitude and can strike at the smallest provocation

Vehicle:  YT-2000 Light freighter painted black with blood red tiger stripes called "The Bha'lir"

Occupation: Mercenary

Personality: Wrath is very aggressive character and finds humor in the way he can push smaller and weaker people around, but he's not entirely bad either and has a caring streak in him sometimes though his care might be shown through beatings, but that all in his sense of protecting what's his which ranges from his friends to lover however few they are. He can sometimes seems very calm and inquisitive, but then switch off into a beast like rage and that leads to his judgement in the moment to often be clouded. So for short he's very hot headed but can be kind sometimes if in the mood to be. LOVES ANIMALS

Skills: Being an Epicanthix it is very hard to read his mind and thoughts through force means, making him unpredictable at times. He also has a great deal of brute strength and is skilled with any two handed weapons.

Biography: Wrath was born on the planet of Epicanthix to a pair of Deathstick dealers. At the age of six his parents were killed by Mandalorian mercenary after a deal went south. Wrath was already pretty big for his age and seemed pretty strong, the mercenary took note of this and Wrath was soon adopted by the same man who killed his original parents. His adoptive father was a Cathar named Grig Hoffman who a skilled blacksmith. Not really remembering much of his previous parents since they never spent time with him, it seemed to be an easy enough adjustment in his life and probably for the better. Before his combat training started around the age of eight, he took an interest in his adoptive father's work and would watch him work metal when in he was in between mercenary jobs. During his young years of combat training he was often seen brawling with the other kids, some even older than him and he always went too far, either injuring himself or the other participates. This of course earned him a few scoldings and sometimes a few praises if he did particularly well. Around the age of twelve or thirteen Wrath began following his Grig on missions and putting his techniques to use. This is around the time where he began earning his scars, every mistake had it's reminder, but luckily enough his father was there to pull him out of most bad situations. As he progressed into adulthood he put most of his interest in his father's smithing when he wasn't brawling down at the local bar. He never really left any time for getting a partner or having kids, he had very few friends as well besides his father. After awhile he started taking on his own missions as a mercenary and began forging his own weapons and armor, bettering his skills overtime. Mandalorians never seem to die from natural death and eventually while he and his father were separate missions, his father was killed in combat. His father had been the only one really tethering him to stationary location and after a small period of mourning, he packed up what he saw fit to take for travel and fully took on the mercenary life.

Recent Activity Charter: Making friends and enemies, also got a kitty