Unusual for anyone of the Hapan Species, Quejo is quite ugly. His face is narrow and boney, his grey eyes are sunken and beady and his face always harbors a scowl. His hair is brown in color with a large scar on the right side of his scalp creating a unique part. Incidentally, he is lanky and skinny but rather athletic. It's safe to say that ducking and dodging beatings for the majority of his life has had benefits. Due to his appearance, his mind has become fragile and narrow minded, broken at a young age by the female dominatrix's of the Hapes Consortium. They deemed him unworthy for breeding but useful for servitude. Making him rather bitter. Thus, causing him to avoid unnecessary confrontation entirely. To "Live to fight another day." Fear, in essence, the key contributor to his fall. (Refer to Wiki for further Information)
Slugthrowers - Pistol and Carbine , Lightsaber, Force-Pike.
Quejo will never go into any situation head-on. Whether it be combat or just strolling down the street, he will stick to the shadows or cloak himself in the Force. The less he is seen, the better. If he cannot sneak up on someone, then Quejo will not bother confronting them.
Quejo is no greenhorn when it comes to dealing with those who wish him ill. At some point, he managed to cross the wrong people, and now they've got a mark on his hide for it. While such experiences have hardened him for adrenaline-filled moments of evading those who seek to make him their quarry, he can never be quite sure if he is truly safe, for promises of wealth or power can turn even the most seemingly stalwart of allies to enemies with knives poised at his back.
Seeming to always say the right thing at the right time. Quejo is able to empathize with various people. Very charming in his approach, almost able to look into the soul. However, be warned, while he may seem suave: his charms are more than likely self-serving and insincere. While he has lured many people into his employ there are those wise enough to stay away and warn others of this shrewd diplomat.
Quejo manages to always see the down side to every silver-lining, joyous occasion, or victory. Where some may see a boon, Quejo will often see the curse accompanying it, just around the corner.Quejo's constant pessimism can often lead to conflict and the annoyance of those around him, not to mention the dampening of spirits. However, this mindset is not without its benefits, for a pessimist is far more likely to be prepared for the worst and be left unscathed by it - after all, none are more prepared for the worst case scenario than the ones expecting it all along.
When Quejo gets in trouble, he finds no fault in bravely turning tail and getting the hell out of dodge. Obviously, this means that he tends to survive even the most deadly encounters... but the same can't always be said for his compatriots. This fact hasn't exactly made him the most popular among his peers, but hey, at least Quejo isn't dead yet.
When it comes to a fight, some like to posture, some like to act tough, some like to dance around and go through all sorts of fancy footwork. Quejo? Quejo doesn't bother with exotic battle stances, intricate maneuvers, or super-secret tactics. Quejo, when cornered into a fight, prefers the ancient technique of a good kick to the nuts. And if that won't work, either because the enemy is a woman or has balls of steel, Quejo isn't beyond pulling a few more cheap tricks out of the bag. Granted, Quejo won't be winning any medals for nobility or any prestige for a unique fighting style or a superb maneuver, but Quejo will still be winning, the best and most dirty way he knows how.
Master (+5) |
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Adept (+4) | |
Proficient (+3) | |
Trained (+2) | |
Learned (+1) | |
Mediocre (+0) |
Master (+5) |
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Adept (+4) | |
Disciple (+3) | |
Studied (+2) | |
Initiate (+1) |
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Primary Martial Art | Shadow Fist |
Secondary Martial Art | None |
Primary Lightsaber Form | Form VII (Vaapad) |
Secondary Lightsaber Form | None |