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Aschen Skirata

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  1. A hole burst open in space above the planet of Onderon and a small silver fighter leapt into realspace. The pilot altered his course in order to stay in the planets orbit and await the arrival of his commander: Mandalore.
  2. Aschen Skirata's CHARACTER SHEET Identity Real Name: Mitas'che'nuruodo A.K.A: Aschen Skirata Homeworld: Csilla Species: Chiss Physical Description Age: 23 Height:6'1 Weight: 235 Hair: Black Eyes: Crimson Sex: Male Equipment Clothing or Armor:Inherited black and dark blue Mandalorian armor Weapon: A280 Blaster Rifle Common Inventory: Comm unit, spare power packs, rations Faction Information Force User, Force Sensitive or Non-Force User Non-Force User Alignment: Lawful Neutral Current Faction Affiliation: Mandalorian Current Faction Rank: Initiate History: Force Side: N/A Trained by: N/A Trained who: N/A Known Skills: Exceptional Marksman, Skilled Survivalist, Skilled Swordsman Background: Mitas'che'nuruodo was born into the House of Nuruodo, one of the ruling families of the Chiss Ascendancy. Being in charge of the Chiss Expansionary Defense Fleet, Aschens father had high hopes for his son becoming the captain of a vessel or even the commander of a battle group. During his youth, his father had the most distinguished and skilled of fleet officers educate his son on the subtleties of fleet combat. He was quickly able to grasp the basics, but he could never master the skills and subtleties that would make him a fleet commander. As he grew older, he began to become less and less interested in the dealings of the Expansionary Defense Fleet, and more interested in studying with the soldiers who comprised the ground forces of the Chiss Ascendancy. Although he lacked the understanding and skills to master the art of fleet combat, he more than made up for it with skills and tenacity that quickly gained him prestige among the soldiers of the Ascendancy. But the mindset that Aschen had fallen into quickly proved his downfall. After joining the ranks of the many soldiers in the Ascendancy, Aschen proved to be one of the few who advocated striking first. He believed that waiting to be attacked would be the downfall of his people. After several strikes against a guerrilla group on one of the Ascendancies colony worlds, the Ruling Families called Aschen in to be exiled. He was given a Nsiss Clawcraft, and ordered to never return to Chiss Space. After several years of drifting from planet to planet, Aschen landed on a small farm world. As the Chiss disembarked his ship, he noticed that a group of thugs had cornered two young women. From his vantage point, he noticed that a couple of thugs were limping, obviously having receiving a beating from the two women before their sheer numbers gave them the victory. Deciding to intervene, he managed to take down a couple of the thugs before being overtaken himself. After being beaten close to death, he passed out. When he awoke he was being cared for by a family of Mandalorians. After working with the family for several years, he was adopted by the father. On the day his adopted father died, his new sisters gave him their fathers armor. Ship Registration Name: Class: Chiss Clawcraft Model: Nsiss Manufacturer: Chiss Ascendancy Length: 7.65 m Armaments: 4 SFS L-S7.2 laser cannons Armor: Standard Armor, Chiss shielding Anti-Personnel Defenses: N/A Appearance: Standard Clawcraft Modifications: Class 1 Hyperdrive
  3. Allowing a small nod break his otherwise cool and emotionless exterior, the Chiss Mandalorian solider followed his commander from the capital building. After watching Mandalore depart the planet and enter the atmosphere, Aschen turned and made his way towards his own personal ship. As he neared the Nsiss Clawcraft, he ran his hands over the gleaming silver hull. Since his days in exile, this ship had always been with him. It had saved him from several scrapes that he could only swear the ship was alive. Climbing into his cockpit, he fired up the ignition sequence and felt the rumble of the ships engine fire. Within moments, the Clawcraft had obtained the atmosphere. Tipping his wings toward Mandalore in a salute, Skirata fired his hyperdrive and shot towards Onderon.
  4. ”œOf course, Mandalore. Uniting the clans should be our top priority. It is the only way we can reclaim the strength that was once ours.”
  5. Tilting his slightly in acknowledgment, Aschen rose to his feet looked towards the chambers of Mandalore. Leaning his rifle against the wall near his chair, the blue skinned Mandalorian made his way towards Mandalore. "Mandalore." Standing at rest, Aschen awaited his first orders from a true leader.
  6. From within the cockpit of a small Chiss fighter, a lone figure watched as the planet of Mandalore slowly spun in space. His fingers danced lightly across the controls, each move precise and controlled as he began to enter coordinates for the Clawcrafts autopilot to bring him to the planets surface. Crossing his arms, he watched as the planet of the Mandalorians, his planet, grew larger across his viewport. Reaching down into a crevice next to his seat, the Mandalorian soldier drew his A280 blaster rifle to his lap, and slapped a fresh power pack in. As the Clawcraft, entered the atmosphere, the warrior donned his helmet, once again covering the crimson eyes and blue skin that were native of his birth people. But he was no longer of the Chiss. He was Mandalorian. He had been banished from the Ascendancy for his aggressive tendancies and the thinking that striking first was more prudent than waiting to be attacked. Upon his banishment, he was taken in by a family of Mandalorians, taught their ways, and soon accepted that he belonged to these people. He had been born a Chiss, only to be accepted by what many would see as their complete opposite. But that was the past. Now he had answered the call of Mandalore, his leader. He would do whatever was necessary to restore his adopted people to their former glory. As his fighter landed on a small landing pad, he was quickly ushered toward the capital building. As he walked through the halls of the capital building, he took in each individual as well as his surroundings. Although he completely trusted those around him, it had become second nature to look for hostile intentions and exit strategies. As he observed those others who wore the armor of his people, he noticed that he was one of the few to combine the colors of black and dark blue. His adopted father had told him that some Mandalorians wore certain colors to indicate values, black represented justice, while blue represented reliability. These were traits that Aschen valued above all others. Soon he was asked to wait for Mandalore to speak to him, so the Chiss Mandalorian took a seat and awaited his new leader.
  7. Before he had even found his assigned quarters, Animando had been summoned to the new leadership of the Chiss. Quickly changing his course, the Chiss warrior made his way towards House Tihnt. It had been a long time since he had seen his old friend Nokrt. He wondered if the Chiss pilot had changed as much as he had. Entering the room, Animando set down his Mandalorian helmet. Offering a formal Chiss salute to Norkt, Animando awaited orders from his new superior.
  8. "Permission granted. Land on platform 746." Sighing beneath his by now familiar helmet, Mitan'iman'doroudo began his descent to the planet Csilla. It had been many years since he had last laid eyes on his beloved home. It seemed almost three years to the day he had been ordered to leave the Chiss Ascendancy and inspect the foreign galaxy that often rubbed shoulders with the xenophobic species. To Animando, the other galaxy was ready for the arrival of the Chiss into their mainstream population. Of course, speak of such things would be considered treason, even if his opinion had been the reason he was sent away. Landing his fighter on the landing platform, the Chiss was finally able to remove his helmet and release his intense stare. He almost looked out of place in the hangar. Standing in the midst of hundreds of pilots while he wore a suit of heavy armor. Using his hand to comb out his unruly hair, he felt slightly embarrassed as several Chiss pilots took notice of its unkempt condition. Deciding to head to his own quarters before making his report to his superiors, Animando headed away from the hangar and back to normalcy, or so he thought.
  9. Beneath his armor help, Animando closed his eyes as she walked away. He had become quite attatched to her over during his service to the Hutts. But she had become a liability to his mission. He had to distance himself from her as much as possible. Turning from the ramp, the bounty hunter entered his ship once more merely to find an awaiting message on his screen. After listening to the message several times, he knew staying away from Astraal would be easier than he originally thought. Knowing his time with the Hutts had come to an end, Animando sent a com to Rihn, letting him know his term of service had ended. Exiting his ship once more, Animando made his way to the interior of Coronet City. Checking around him, the hunter slid a strange key card into a garage hangar door. After waiting a good hour, a strange curvy craft blasted out from the hangar and into space.
  10. Landing on Corellia, Animando lowered the ramp on his ship, waiting for Astraal to arrive. He knew that the Hutts would find his activity suspiscious, but that is how he needed things to look. Activating a listening nullifying device, the Mandalorian awaited the arrival of his fellow hunter.
  11. "Want you for something. Perhaps." Rising from his leaning position against the wall, the young Mandalorian warrior takes a couple of steps around the Twi'lek before settling into position behind her. Trailing a finger down her lekku, the warrior smiled beneath his helmet. It had been a long time since he had recognized such beauty in someone other than his own kind. "There is something I need to tell you. But here is not the place. Meet me on Correlia. Here is the device to locate my ship once you get planet side. I eagerly await your arrival." Marching to his own ship, the Mandalorian warrior blasts off into space, and makes his way towards the rogue system of Correllia.
  12. The water from the refresher felt good against his sweat soaked skin as he lathered his body with soap before rinsing himself clean. Stepping form the refresher, the well trained warrior gripped his knife in his hands, and slowly began to work it along his scalp, shaving off the remnants of his jet black hair. Cracking his neck and taking a long look at his reflection, the Mandalorian warrior was pleased with his appearance. Although no living soul would ever see his true face, the warrior knew he needed to keep himself fresh and clean, sometimes even the most mysterious of soldiers are required to pass a clean and cut businessman. Replacing his armor, the young Mandalorian slid his helmet over his head, concealing the last of his true nature. Emerging in the hangar, Animando watched as Astraal went to work on her ship. The hunter had always admired women who were deadly in combat, knowledgeable mechanics, and beautiful. Narrowing his eyes, he began to record her activities as she went about her work.
  13. The Hutt Palace had become boring over the past few weeks. No activity had emerged and he had not been sent on any missions. His trigger finger was getting very itchy and his normally sharp reflexes had become dull. Beneath his helmet, his normally plain expression had turned to one of bored and frustration. He had joined this organization with the promise of work and credits. And in the past few weeks, he had seen none. Turning away from the Throne Room, Animando made his way deep into the dark corridors of the Palace. Finding a large room designed for the purpose of small executions, Animando activated several droids and discarded all his weapons except his 12 inch combat knife. He needed to hone his skills with this weapon. It had been far to long since he had slit the throat of his enemies.
  14. Arriving once more on Tattooine, Animando brought CR into Umagas palace and tossed the droid into a cell and awaited his next order.
  15. Aschen Skirata

    Naboo

    Proceeding to board CR's ship, Animando fired an ion blast into CRs chest and removed the droid. Placing him in a holding cell, the Mandalorian took off for Tattooine once again. ooc:you have had plenty of time to post a response. You are now in the custody of the Hutts.
  16. Aschen Skirata

    Naboo

    Naboo had long been a planet of much discussion. It was said that the Battle of Naboo is what had started the Clone Wars. When in truth, it was merely the first battle of that war. Many people had ventured to this planet to visit the burial site of the mother Luke and Leia Skywalker, Padme Skywalker, wife to Anakin Skywalker, one of the most infamous men in the history of the galaxy. But history and the visitation of the dead was not the reason why a single soul had ventured here. Animando had made his way to this small planet to find a a droid by the name of CR-34. As he made his way towards the planet, he noticed a ship making its way off planet. Scanning the ship for lifeforms and finding none, Animando raised his eyebrows. Opening a com with the ship, Animando began speaking. "This is the Wolf Blade I. Please identify yourself."
  17. As he awaited an assignment from Rihn, the Mandalorian hunter noticed a small blip within his HUD. Activating his records, Animand noticed that the Hutts were interested in finding a droid by the name of CR. This droid seemed to be in the same business as himself, so Animando wondered if he would be brought to the palace with ease or if the Mandalorian would have to drag him. Deciding to take the job, Animando accessed his own HoloNet account and began to scan any news articles relating to droid hunters. Although most were old reports of the droid IG-88, he found some interesting hits, most notably one on Naboo. Deciding to venture to Naboo, Animando once again left the Hutt palace and made his way into the deep reaches of space.
  18. From within the shadows a dark and narrow tunnel, moved a single soldier. A man who moved with the night and used the shadows to strike at his opponenents. His armor blended in with the darkness and made him a monster to those who feared justice and death. But his biggest weapon, was his mind. Even before the battles had begun, he had already decided his allies and his enemies, his gains and his losses. Leaving the mysterious shadows of the darkest tunnel, Animando emerged into the light. turning his head back towards the shadows, his T-visor cast several reflected beams, just enough to witness a tail slinking further into darkness. Grinning beneath his helmet, Animando turned his attention back to the relatively quiet audience chamber. Umaga had fallen asleep, drool running down her large belly and pooling beneath her. Wondering who was running the place, Animando awaited any orders.
  19. Above Tattooine, the Wolf Blade I ripped through space and the mobile weapon made its way toward the desert planet. As the Firespray made its way through the atmosphere, the hull began to glow as friction from the invisible barrier caused the ship to rock. Emerging from the atmosphere once more, Animando landed his ship on his regular platform and made his way into the palace. As he entered the audience chamber, he ordered several soldiers to bring the Wampa to the medical area, with some specifications to make it a more formidable opponent against the Rancor. Emerging before Umaga, Animando nodded and awaited the female Hutts response.
  20. Even through the filters in his helmet, Animando could smell the burning hair and charred flesh of the Wampa. Beltrans attack had done its damage. The arm was almost completely useless. Turning once more, Animando fired a second shot into the first damaged arm, and saw it fall to the floor. Blood poured form the wound, until fire erupted from the Mandalorians wrist, cauterizing the wound. The ground rumbled as the Wampa fell to the ground unconscious, but alive. Turning to Beltran, Animando motioned for the hunter to help move the beast aboard the Wolf Blade I. Within moments of the beast being locked itno the one of the prisoner cages, cramped until he was released at the palace. Taking off with ms and Beltran close behind, Animando leapt into hyperspace.
  21. Time seemed to slow for Animando as a single though passed through his mind. They needed the beast alive if they were to receive payment. Besides, capturing the Wampa alive was a task, only a true hunter could attempt. Raising his hand, Animando knocked Beltrans rifle to the side, allowing a crimson bolt to lance mere centimeters away from the midsection of the Wampa. "The chest and stomach is the easiest target, but it also leads to a kill. We are not looking for a kill. Aim for the arms. Without its arms we should be able to tanquilize it easy enough, and surely the medics back at the palace can put him back together." Slinging his Flechette Launcher forward, Animando ran forward bringing himself within deadly range of the Wampas arms. He knew with the wrong timing, his neck would suddenly spin around and he would get one fleeting glance at Beltran before death would take him. Releading a single blast from his launcher, he watched as several pieces of shrapnel tore through most of the beasts shoulder. Rolling to the side, he awaited Beltrans attack before attacking again. Only multiple attacks could keep this beast off balance.
  22. The darkness in the caves seemed almost as deadly as the chills sweeping through the tunnels. It seemed as if the darkness was chilling his soul more so than the lifetime of murder he had lived. Raising his cannon at each turn, he kept expecting to see a large image of red appear before him, but he only saw blue. The blue that kept calling out for failure. Until he heard the report from Beltran. Taking off at a dead sprint, Animando emerged at the location of the fight i ntime to see the Wampa knock Beltran to the side. Releazing it would mean the death of his temporary partner if he did not intervene, the Mandalorian dropped his heavy cannon and ignited the thrusters on his jetpack. He counted the seconds until he met the furry monster head on. This would definitely hurt after he had rested. Even though he was covered in armor, he could still feel the impact with the Wampa. It was like slamming into a brick wall. After collision, the Mandalorian dropped to the ground shaking off the impact.
  23. As his ship emerged from hyperspace, Animando used the sensors aboard the Wolf Blade I and scanned the surface of Hoth. It was just as he remembered it. Cold and lifeless. There were only two species built to survive here, the Wampas and the Tauntauns. One of which was extremely dangerous. Although they were only 2 meters tall, slightly taller than Animando himself, they were deadly when fighting in their environment, which the three hunters happened to be invading. Showing two blips on his screen, he found that Alpha and Beltran were already planetside. Plotting an autopilot course for his ship to land next to Beltrans. Leaving the cockpit the Mandalorian heads to his armory to arm himself for the encounter. Knowing the power of these creatures, he knew he would need some weapons with stopping power as well as something with low recharging time. Grabbing a Golan Flechette Launcher and strapping it to his back, he arms himself once again with his Westar pistols. Grabbing a Light Repeating Blaster Cannon, he steps onto the icy world and meets Beltran and Alpha. "There are a system of caves all along this area. Beltran, I am sending a grid sectioned cave systemto your HUD showing the areas I want you to explore. Alpha, as this is your first hunt you will merely observe. Do not interact in anyway. If I fall head to my ship and return it to the Palace." Heading off into the caves, Animando prepared for battle.
  24. Hoth. The name had always been synonmous with the word cold. For years the planet had been known as the coldest planet for the toughest people. Only when the Rebel Alliance was based on the planet did people actually thrive. And now it would receive a visit from a cold hearted warrior. Slightly nodding in the direction of Umaga, Animando moved from his dark corner and jerked his head in the direction of his ship, indicating for Alpha to move in that direction. As he walked he sent a com to Beltran telling him to meet the Mandalorian and the clone Alpha at a designated location. Boarding his ship, Animando blasted off for Hoth, going from one extreme to another.
  25. Sneering beneath his helmet, the Mandalorian was ready to place another strong boot between Alphas ribs when he heard the word sir emerge form the youngs mouth. This caused a stirring deep in Animandos mind. Could he perhaps bring about the return of the Mandalorian commandos. More than likely he would perish before finding anyone as close to his heritage as this boy. Gripping the boy by the hair, Animando brought him to his feet and looked down into his eyes. "Go get dressed. There are clothes in one of the private rooms. Touch your armor and you will die. You have to earn that right. Meet me in the audience chamber." Emerging from the dungeons into the main audience chamber, Animando awaited both Alpha and orders from Umaga.
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