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Mavanger vs. Pinckz Duel - Corellia - Judge: Ary the Grey

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Identity

Real Name: Cybil Thompson 

A.K.A: C

Homeworld: Coruscant

Species: Human

 

Physical Description

Age: 24

Height: 5’7”

Weight: 145lbs

Hair: Raven black

Eyes: Icy blue

Sex/Gender: Female 

 

Gear

 

Rebel Scout Armor

Light armor suit produced by Voyage Enterprises for reconnaissance missions. While initially developed for corporate scouts, the suit proved to be very popular among Alliance Special Forces Pathfinders. The suit provided lightweight protection to the scout and had an inbuilt equipment harness for storing supplies. It also had integrated macrobinoculars and a breath-mask with a 6-hour filter. The armor also had heater units allowing the suit to be employed in areas with little to no atmosphere.

https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Scout_Armor

 

Weapon

DLT-20A blaster rifle (https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/DLT-20A_blaster_rifle)

DH-17 blaster pistol (https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/DH-17_blaster_pistol/Legends)

Vibro Knife (https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Vibroknife)

Stun Baton

[ Rifle slung across the back / Pistol in a holster on the left / Vibro Knife and Stun Baton attached to her belt on the right side. ]

 

Common Inventory

2x Bacta Patches

Field First Aid Kit

Datapad

Built-in Helmet Comms

200 Credits

2x Ration Packs

Ascension cable

Stealth Field Generator

 

Faction Information

Non Force User

Alignment: Neutral Good

Current Faction Affiliation: Rebel 

Current Faction Rank: Sergeant (Veteran)

 

History

Force Side: N/A

Trained by: N/A

Trained who: N/A

Known Skills

Keen Eye - She has a good eye for recon and can shoot relatively well at long distances. 

Standard Small Arms and bladed weapons military training.

Standard Hand to Hand Military Training (no special martial arts experience).

 

Background: After the destruction of her home and her subsequent evacuation, Cybil dedicated the next few months of her life to military service. She’d toyed with the idea while she grew under the careful guidance of her middle class family. But when Hespiridium crashed into her home, she took a drastic turn and threw herself into the Rebel cause.

 

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Relevant NPC:

 

Identity

Real Name: Carris Adaar

A.K.A: Cad

Homeworld: Bothawui

Species: Bothan

 

Physical Description

Age: 20

Height: 5’1”

Weight: 110lbs

Fur: Grey and Brown 

Eyes: Green

Sex/Gender: Male

 

Gear

 

Rebel Scout Armor - 

Light armor suit produced by Voyage Enterprises for reconnaissance missions. While initially developed for corporate scouts, the suit proved to be very popular among Alliance Special Forces Pathfinders. The suit provided lightweight protection to the scout and had an inbuilt equipment harness for storing supplies. It also had integrated macrobinoculars and a breath-mask with a 6-hour filter. The armor also had heater units allowing the suit to be employed in areas with little to no atmosphere.

https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Scout_Armor

 

Weapon

DLT-20A blaster rifle (https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/DLT-20A_blaster_rifle)

DH-17 blaster pistol (https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/DH-17_blaster_pistol/Legends)

Vibro Knife (https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Vibroknife)

Stun Baton

[ Rifle slung across the back / Pistol in a holster on the left / Vibro Knife and Stun Baton attached to his belt on the right side. ]

 

Common Inventory

2x Bacta Patches

Field First Aid Kit

Datapad

Built-in Helmet Comms

200 Credits

2x Ration Packs

Ascension cable

Stealth Field Generator

 

Faction Information

Non Force User

Alignment: Lawful Good

Current Faction Affiliation: Rebel 

Current Faction Rank: Private (Recruit)

 

History

Force Side: N/A

Trained by: N/A

Trained who: N/A

Known Skills

Standard Small Arms and bladed weapons military training.

Standard Hand to Hand Military Training (no special martial arts experience).

 

Background: The chaos that ensued when Black Sun terrorists infiltrated his homeworld, gave Carris some tough choices. His sister was dying at the hands of dangerous criminals and he could do almost nothing to stop them. So he dropped everything to join the military as soon as he was old enough. It wasn’t long before the galaxy fell into turmoil and the Sith shadow fell over the core, leaving all available hands to report for service. 

 

 

“Carris, stop dawdling!”

 

Cybil’s eyes creased as the bright light of Corell peeked over the horizon. The early morning breeze played at the sides of her face, trying to get at the hair she had tucked into her helmet. She lowered her visor and triggered the macro binoculars to get a better look around, while using her hand in an attempt to block out the bright sunlight that was getting brighter by the minute.

 

“There was a report of Sith activity a few clicks outside Coronet. And we’re not going to get anywhere with you dragging your feet. Now move!” Cybil growled through her helmet comm. 

 

The Bothan in question was sluggishly bringing up the rear. His expression was professional, but his tone suggested vague exasperation. “C’mon Sergeant, we’re supposed to be on leave. The captain told us to use this time to relax. Why are we out here chasing a Sith that probably isn’t even out here?”

 

Cybil’s icy gaze grew colder as she stared down at Carris. His petulance was beginning to wear her down. But she couldn’t stop when there was a Sith on planet. She couldn’t relax knowing that there was a wild card wandering around. 

 

“You know why we can’t let this go unchallenged. The Sith are pushing their advantage on Kuat and a number of other planets. Maybe even planets we don’t know about. So you can bet your furry rump that I’m going to take all intel regarding Sith activity seriously. You aren’t going to go far in the military by playing safe.”

 

Out of the corner of her gaze, Cybil spotted movement and dropped to the ground. Carris plopped prone as well but a few seconds later than Cybil. 

 

“What did you see, C?”

 

“Shhhhh!”

 

Cybil triggered the stealth generator on her waist and crawled to the lip of the hillock they were on. With a flick of her finger, the macro binoculars were disabled and her sight went back to normal range. 

 

“I saw a hooded figure over the horizon. Move carefully. You stay here and send our location to rebel command, I’ll make my way around to get a flanking position on him and see if I can’t occupy him until reinforcements arrive. Remember to shield your thoughts. And, until we’re done, keep radio chatter to essential information.”

 

With a final affirmative to Carris, Cybil crawled across the crown of the hillock and used the cover of surrounding trees to help boost the effectiveness of her stealth field. Normally, if this were a Sith, she’d try to shoot them from a distance. But the stealth field generator obscured any shot from further than twenty feet away and she wasn’t one hundred percent sure this was a Sith. A hooded figure out in the open was plenty suspicious but that didn’t mean it wasn’t an estranged local.

 

She strafed at a good distance from the figure with light footsteps, doing her best to empty her mind and calm her frantically pounding heart. When she found a nice clump of bushes and trees to the south of the shrouded figure, she closed until she could see the figure clearly through the stealth field at approximately twenty feet. She got down to one knee and balanced her DLT with both hands, using the scope to measure up her ‘prey.’ 

 

A metallic cylinder glinted on the figure’s hip, their clothes were dark, and something about them seemed to radiate malevolence. If this wasn’t a Sith, they were a very good liar. 

 

Cybil breathed deeply as Corell - Corellia's beautifully oblivious ball of radiation and fire - rose peaceably above them. She balanced her thoughts as she gently switched her rifle to stun and ever so carefully moved her hand to the trigger. When she was sure that she'd hit, her trigger finger pulled at the thin strip of metal beneath it and blew a shot into the clearing aimed straight at the Sith’s center of mass. The force and sound of the shot broke her stealth field and she knew she’d have to get to her feet quickly. But it’d be worth it. 

 

For Coruscant… she muttered under her breath.

 

[[ 1a ]]


 

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Identity

Real Name: Andah Prock

A.K.A: N/A

Homeworld: Onderon

Species: Human

 

Physical Description

Age: 31

Height: 5'7

Weight: 139 lbs

Hair: Black

Eyes: Brown

Sex: Female

 

Equipment

Clothing or Armor: Block robes covering standard durasteel armor

Weapon: A single violet lightsaber, the Force

Common Inventory: Rations for 3 weeks, first aid kit, micro-binoculars, comlink and holoprojector

 

Faction Information

Force User, Force Sensitive or Non-Force User: FU

Alignment: Lawful Evil

Current Faction Affiliation: Sith

Current Faction Rank: Lord

 

History

Force Side: Dark

Trained by: x

Trained who: x

Known Skills: 

Mental manipulation, telekinesis, Form IV

This was her ecstasy. Chaos. Corruption. Infecting the populace. She'd been deployed to Corellia as an agent of chaos, sewing discourse and mistrust as she traveled so that the Sith Empire could reap the gains. A whispered rumor, an angry comment on the Holonet about the government. It was easy, she'd found, to rile the populace. The Dark Lord had gathered the kindling with his propaganda, all she had to do was light the match and watch it burn. Unfortunately, she wasn't the most experienced. Only recently namedLord after her efforts over Coruscant, she still had much to learn. She'd been made, and reports made to local forces. She'd done what she could to reduce them to mere rumors, but it seemed some enterprising local had hunted her down anyways.

 

She'd been alerted to their presence a few moments earlier. She felt a movement in the force, a life had a special feeling to it, but when she looked, there was nothing. That meant they were either used to the area, using a stealth field, or both. She put her money on the first- locals wouldn't have the money for a personal generator. Unfortunately, she was proved wrong when a blaster shot rang out from the empty field- she quickly drew her weapon, barely deflecting it with the aid of her augmented speed. She watched as the cloaking field faded, revealing a lone rebel scout. She laughed.

 

"Is this all they brought to bear? Corellia will be easier taken than anyone imagined."

 

She kept her distance. She knew she could cut this grunt down at any point, how could a lone rebel stop her? But she was bored, and combat always gave her such thrills. So instead of charging the rebel with her lightsaber, she pulled on the force. A sorcerer had two weapons. One was the lightsaber, an elegant weapon, not without its uses. The other was invisible, unseen, a power to be bent and controlled for her own nefarious gains.

 

Now, it twisted and churned, working at the environment. Control the battlefield, control the outcome. The air thickened, the sun seemed to grow darker. She played at the rebel's mind- nothing overt, she wasn't trying to break the woman. Not yet. She would break the will to fight, and then kill her on her knees as she begged for mercy.

 

"You're all alone, little rebel. You should leave while I'm still feeling playful- maybe I'll let you live yet. If you beg."

 

There was a deeper plan, however. She was reaching out, finding projectiles. Rocks, large and small, sharp and dull. This death would be painful. She didn't act on it- not yet. For now, she played mind games with the rebel.


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