Archived Character Sheet for Irian’Jaxerias "Jax" Erinos

Lieutenant Colonel Irian’Jaxerias "Jax" Erinos

Equite, Unaffiliated
Male Zygerrian, Loyalist, Scoundrel
Height: 2.5 m / 8'2" - Weight: 130.0 kg / 287 lbs
Age: 52 years - Right Handed
Physical Description

Character Images

Jax is a dark brown-skinned, lightly furred Zygerrian-Shistavanen hybrid male, with a mix and mutation of both species' features, including the furry, angular features of a only half-humanoid facial structure, elongated fangs, bony spurs around his chin, and upright, pointed canine ears. Most of his hair and fur is a muddy brown, with some a slightly lighter, tanner tone, and all of it is startlingly well-kempt, treated, and styled for a long-tenured mercenary soldier and ex-convict, largely due to the influence of his adoptive Twi'lek mothers. His piercing azure eyes with their slitted predator's pupils reveal a certain fire of emotion, usually ranging from playful excitement to vicious contempt.

Jax has several scars, including a large slash stretching from jaw to brow across his nose and cheek, as well as burn scars on his limbs and sides, the markings of collars and chains around his neck and wrists, and the whip at his back, plus several tattoos acquired throughout his life, all of which make quite the storied tapestry out of his skin. Of particular note are three brands: two on the right side of his neck, one the tag of his original Zygerrian slaver owners, the other a mark of Zygerrian property and its credit value; and the third on his forehead, usually covered by his bangs, that of a highly condemned criminal in Zygerrian space.

He is very well-muscled - bulky, even - and athletic thanks to a lifetime of grueling work and dedicated training. However, he's had his share of mishaps, and has lost his right leg and the lower half of his left arm. Both were eventually replaced with top-of-the-line cybernetics, but further heroics on the battlefield led to Jax having the remainder of his left arm blown off, nerves too badly damaged to replace with cybers, and so the man only has one upper limb remaining.

Being partially Shistavanen despite looking outwardly largely Zygerrian, Jax is taller and bulkier than almost any of his dam's species, and has more bestial traits. His facial structure is somewhat muzzle-like, and his fanged teeth cram into a mouth unsized for them instead of a fully snouted one, the many sharp points fully revealed when he truly roars. Meanwhile, his large hand and feet have more exaggerated claws, his legs something of a digitigrade arch. Any accent he might have had is mauled around his too many teeth, words growling from long, flanged vocal cords.

Rise Against (General Aspect)

Born a bastard and raised by the female slaves of the slaver who abandoned him, Jax has long known and despises slavery, actively working against it. Sadly, he has also somehow been disappointed by every other society he's known, making him cynical and bitter towards most galactic states. Working with the Erinos, however, was different. What he anticipated as a new face to the same visage of indentured servitude turned out to be an honest brotherhood, where it was not bought ownership but earned loyalty that inspired fealty. The Mandalorians possessed a spirit unlike any other, independent and indomitable— that they conscripted with the Force-Users willingly showed immense respect. While he originally served the Clan as an elite soldier, today he is a leader shaping younger generations. Jax carries the Resol'nare proudly, a way of life he could finally live by that served its people while its people served it.

The Man Who Can't Be Moved (General Aspect)

When Jax loves something — or someone — he's all in. He cares deeply and completely and usually without thought for himself. This has applied to his mothers, his fellow slaves and freemen, his gang, his tribe, his soldiers, his Mandalorian Clan — his family. And it applies not just to his ideals of brotherhood, honor, and loyalty but also to his heart, and to one Arcia Cortel and Avery Watson.

Jax fell for the Humans from the first moment he met each of them, and his devotion has only grown. Never untoward, though, he's happy to suffer his feelings unrequited just knowing they're alive and well; they and anyone else he pledges his heart to. And nothing could ever convince him to "let go" or "move on," for his own sake or otherwise, not when he loves like this. Not when caring any less would make him someone else.

My Mothers Told Me When I Was Young (Personality Aspect)

Jax is a simple man, strong-willed, gruffly charismatic, and surprisingly goofy and intelligent underneath his soldier exterior. He likes a smoke, the time to have it, and a couple good friends to share the former two with. Jax prizes a balance of security and freedom above all else, second only to comrades or family, and lives to find that balance for others. He is an extremely lawful and diligent commander, often inspiring a following in his peers with his 'we stand free together or not at all' attitude, and has a soft spot for mothers, the unfortunate, and the starry-eyed. However, he despises slavers and cartel lords with a terrible hatred, and is overly harsh to lawbreakers and criminals, specifically those that don't respect order more than those that are of a sordid background. He struggles sometimes to choose order over his emotions, but he tries, as his mothers asked.

Help Is On the Way (Personality Aspect)

Jax holds great respect for the law and for proper governance, mainly because he'd seen so little of it in his life. He learned that it wasn't just the people that mistreated him and his own that were to blame, but the society that enabled and taught them to do so. He reasoned that sentients took their moral and behavioral cues from their government, and that a perverted government would beget perverted people. It is necessary not just to have a governing force — lest people act like selfish animals — but also to have the correct governance; one that promotes fairness and wisdom but gave rights to citizens while appropriately punishing offenders. In this belief, Jax sees himself as a sort of marshal and rebel, and is both vocally critical of any authority he disagrees with and quick to insert himself into conflicts he may have no place in.

Many Become One (Combat Aspect)

Jax believes that people are shaped by their language. Language is the foundation of civilization, the cement that holds a people together, the first weapon drawn in a conflict. Everything begins and ends and circles about to the same thing: language.

Jax has studied many languages, raised multilingual, and continues learning more. Under his brawn, he believes communication is the ultimate tool, the only true solution, and he always tries, even if it's just a little, to speak to others in their own tongue, literally or otherwise; to appeal to them as their own person, whether it's on the street or the battlefield. To meet them where they stand, no matter how different, even if he's to execute them shortly thereafter. It makes him a good leader to his people, but can leave him exposed and at odds with more aggressive sorts whose violence he'll happily answer in kind.

See the Flares in the Sky (Combat Aspect)

Given the incentive, Jax could destroy a city block with a bar of soap and some string. Another skill acquired and since honed from his inmate days, Jax takes a certain unholy glee in watching things go BOOM. He's something of a pyromaniac, and revels in the total destructive catharsis that is any good explosion. In his opinion, fire is bright and fire is clean, and it can purge even the darkest of stains and melt the thickest of chains. While he is a careful expert of explosive arts, knowing the fatality in any mistake, he has screwed up on multiple occasions and had to watch men die bloody or had his own limbs blown off. He often prefers to do his demolition work alone as a result, departing from his typically hellbent team formation and leaving himself vulnerable, especially at close range where even a blaster can't help.

Skill Feats
Second Skin I I See What You Did There Droid Whisperer Jury-rig I Just A Flesh Wound I Petranaki Trick Shots War Hero Sleeping Rancor
Force Feats
Granted Feats
Zygerrian: The Master's Whip Zygerrian: Victory or Death Order Feat: Loyalist Steel Curtain Intergalactic II Fly Casual II
Knowledge
Languages
  • Basic
  • Binary
  • Huttese
  • Mando'a
  • Twi'leki
  • Zabraki
  • Zygerrian
Lore
  • Cultural and Social Anthropology
  • History and cultural traditions of the Twi'lek people
  • Linguistics
  • Lore and History of the Brotherhood
  • The history of the Galactic Civil War including the Alliance to Restore the Republic and the Galactic Empire
  • The history of the modern era including the New Republic and post-Galactic Concordance conflicts
  • Underworld Contacts
Specialization
Primary Martial Art Mandalorian Core
Secondary Martial Art K'thri
Primary Weapon Specialization None
Secondary Weapon Specialization None
Primary Lightsaber Form None
Secondary Lightsaber Form None