Current Character Sheet for Quawiil
Lieutenant Colonel Quawiil
Quawiil is a lean, athletic Rodian of average height, with medium green skin marked by subtler mottling across his face and the backs of his hands, the kind of wear that comes from years in a cockpit and more years after that in less reputable work. His large, solid black eyes carry the flat calm of someone who has been shot at enough times that the novelty has thoroughly worn off. His crest is kept short and upright, olive-toned. His most notable feature is an elaborate tattoo sleeve covering his right forearm, the design dense and deliberate, acquired during his youth on Rodia.
Quawiil does not charge a high price because he has to pay for a life of luxury; he charges a high price because he knows that he is the best in the game and worth the credits. Those who do not know Quawiil will feel he is gouging them, but those who have seen him in action know that he always delivers. This bravado follows Quawiil around and builds on the success of completed jobs and can be off-putting to other Mercenaries that will try and lash back by pointing out his failures.
Despite whatever all his other characteristics may convey, Quawiil retains the air of a person that is confident, if not arrogant. Minor (and often, major) things in his body language - his walk, his stance, his expressions - reveal these feelings. At times, it seems he borders upon narcissism, especially judging from how much he enjoys his own company.
Quawiil has a military background, and draws upon his experience to tackle the obstacles in his life. This makes him decisive, efficient, and fearless; provides him with a strong sense of duty and strength; which tends to influence his ability to fight and lead. However, a rigid mind is less compassionate towards individuals and less imaginative, and Quawiil sometimes risks appearing callous, relatable, or incapable of compromising.
Quawiil would much rather be behind a hand of good sabacc cards or a rare vintage of aged liquor than with his blasters or ship. More often than not, he will spend nights at high-end establishments gambling, drinking and "socializing". Quawiil can survive without the finer things, but he sure would rather not. This preference follows him onto the job, so it is not uncommon for Quawiil to insult a client or potential partner by commenting on their choice of beverage or recreation.
Through a mixture of cocksure courage and arrogant swagger, Quawiil will not back down from a challenge when called out, even if the wiser path is to walk away or let it go. Quawiil's personality does tend to rub a lot of people the wrong way, which generally puts him into situations that escalate quickly to violence. While he may not be the one to always start a fight, he will always see it through to its conclusion. Some have tried to play a challenge off as idle banter, but when Quawiil initiates or accepts a challenge, he does not hold back.
If Quawiil had been in Greedo’s shoes, Han Solo would be pushing up daisies. He almost always acts on instinct, which typically means he can be seen as impulsive and may not think his actions through, especially in situations during or leading up to combat.
| Master (+5) |
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| Adept (+4) | |
| 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 | Corellian Kickboxing |
| Primary Weapon Specialization |
Blasters
(Only applies to the Weapon Specialist Discipline and/or Proficiency feat) |
| Secondary Weapon Specialization |
Bladed
(Only applies to the Weapon Specialist Discipline and/or Proficiency feat) |
| Primary Lightsaber Form | None |
| Secondary Lightsaber Form | None |