Current Character Sheet for CT-4147 "Forty-One"
Lieutenant CT-4147 "Forty-One"
Forty-One stands at 6’3” with a rigid, disciplined posture that betrays his lifetime of conditioning. His physique is powerful and lean, the product of both genetic enhancement and relentless combat training—broad shoulders, dense muscle mass, and not a wasted gram of weight. His every movement is deliberate, measured, and devoid of wasted effort.
His skin is a pale, muted crimson, verging on ash-red, almost desaturated by the lab’s nutrient solutions and lack of natural light. Black tattoos trace geometric patterns down the sides of his face and across the back of his neck—not cultural, but imperial-issue identification marks: sterile, symmetrical, and dehumanizing.
His horns are filed down to flat, blunt nubs, some jagged from poor maintenance, others surgically cauterized to prevent regrowth. The scars around them are raw, pinkish, and uneven—each a punishment, a reminder. In place of the proud Zabrak crown, there is only pain and compliance.
Forty-One’s eyes are golden-orange, sharp and alert, glowing faintly from behind a neural enhancement that boosts reflexes and battlefield awareness. They are piercing but empty—void of warmth, almost machine-like in their focus.
His jaw is squared, lips thin, often locked in an expressionless state. He bears no facial hair, and his scalp is shaven clean. His skin is blemish-free but pocked with the faint remains of stimulant injection ports, particularly around the base of his skull and spine.
While CT-4147 "Forty-One" will see a job through to its conclusion and put forward his best effort, it’s still just a job. CT-4147 "Forty-One"'s true loyalties lie to his friends, and through thick and thin,he will stand by them and die for them if needed. This loyalty is reserved for those who have earned CT-4147 "Forty-One"'s trust, putting him at odds with other Mercenaries that are only doing a job for the money. This also makes it harder for employers to trust his motives, often times creating extra competition and difficulty finding work. None of it matters to CT-4147 "Forty-One", though, because loyalty to his friends is not something credits can buy.
CT-4147 "Forty-One" can be very protective, and when any of his friends are being bullied or threatened, he will step in to defend them. This can get CT-4147 "Forty-One" in trouble when he refuses to back down during these exchanges, and sometimes has trouble discerning between friendly teasing and intentional insults. However, because of this fierce loyalty, his friends know that no matter what, CT-4147 "Forty-One" will be there for them.
CT-4147 "Forty-One" considers his work to be the most important aspect of his life. This borderline obsession with the "job" leaves little room for any kind of personal or social life, making it difficult for CT-4147 "Forty-One" to relax and enjoy spending time with others. He excels in activities that relate to their work, but the idea of work-life balance is an altogether abstract concept.
CT-4147 "Forty-One" is not afraid to exploit any advantage or position of power he has when dealing with others, and relies on a combination of fear, intimidation, manipulation and shows of strength to convince others to compromise and lose. CT-4147 "Forty-One" can be quite callous in his dealings with others, and never gives up his power. This has earned CT-4147 "Forty-One" with the reputation of a “bully” and can often make negotiations difficult before they even begin.
CT-4147 "Forty-One" vastly prefers ranged combat, taking every opportunity to use skills and Force Powers to disengage from melee and instead fight at range, so much so that he has become competent at staying out of melee in the first place.
CT-4147 "Forty-One" is utterly devoted to success in combat, no matter the mission, no matter the cost. He has spent his life building himself in the image of war, utilizing a dogmatic regimen that has led him to a single-minded obsession with military success and requires intense physical and mental training. This training, however, has come at the cost of anything resembling empathy or concern for others - even his superiors and subordinates.
| Master (+5) |
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| Adept (+4) |
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| Proficient (+3) | |
| Trained (+2) | |
| Learned (+1) | |
| Mediocre (+0) |
| Master (+5) |
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| Adept (+4) |
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| Disciple (+3) |
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| Studied (+2) |
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| Initiate (+1) |
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| Primary Martial Art | Imperial Martial Arts System |
| Secondary Martial Art | Wrruushi |
| Primary Weapon Specialization |
Blasters
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| Primary Lightsaber Form | None |