An edgy yet handsome Corellian. Corvo has a pale complexion and angular features. His black hair is kept long on top but combed straight back or secured in a short tail or single braid while the sides of his head are shaved down to the scalp. He has black brows that rest just above his pale gray eyes and a scar vertically slices from his mid forehead, over his right eye, and then fades just below his cheekbone. His body is lean and muscular but a bit scrawny even for a being slightly above average human height.
Corvo Loor has a sick sense of humor, viewing the world through dark colored glass. He has a biting sense of black humor, often laughing at things that most people would find reprehensible or down right soul crushing. As a result, those that are not used to his brand of humor often find Corvo Loor downright unbearable or overly morbid. At the same time, his cynicism can be useful for seeing through the optimistic altruism of those he encounters.
Corvo Loor is a master of the 'tricks of the trade' - the cheating and stealing trade, that is. With a certain propensity and natural talent for stealth and thievery, Corvo Loor is a professional when it comes to crimes, from minor to major. Sometimes it is as simple as a few more favorable cards in a hand to a set of sticky fingers to something as big as a heist. Either way, Corvo Loor knows his way around a job. However, everyone is bound to get caught eventually, and reputations have a way of finding a way to bite you in the rear. . . not to mention those looking to extract a little vengeance.
Corvo Loor has a very bad attitude. He enjoys picking fights and causing trouble, and as such, he isn't phased by most encounters because, let's face it: he tends to be involved in quite a few of them around here!
Still young, Corvo is impulsive, quick to anger, and charged by his emotions as he has yet to master them. Consumed by an anger spawned by the accidental death of his little sister at the hands of Republic soldiers. He has embraced the raw power of the Darkside while trying to dim the internal light that pushes to shine through. His life is a balancing act and at any moment an event could push him over the edge. This makes him unpredictable by his peers but a prime target for the Jedi that push redemption or the Sith that preach embracing your emotion.
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. Corvo Loor? Corvo Loor doesn't bother with exotic battle stances, intricate maneuvers, or super-secret tactics. Corvo Loor, 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, Corvo Loor isn't beyond pulling a few more cheap tricks out of the bag. Granted, Corvo Loor won't be winning any medals for nobility or any prestige for a unique fighting style or a superb maneuver, but Corvo Loor will still be winning, the best and most dirty way he knows how.
Where most err on the side of caution in a confrontation, Corvo Loor prefers to charge in head-first. While others may skirt a battlefield or keep their careful distance, Corvo Loor rushes in with devastating attacks with seemingly no regard for safety, relying upon instinct and possibly armor to protect him from dismemberment and death during his all-out attacks. Corvo Loor is a force to be feared on the battlefield, leaving a trail of death and destruction. However, Corvo Loor's blood-hungry ways put him in far more danger than the normal combatant, often resulting in needless injury and suffering, trading safety for pure offensive ability.
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) | |
Studied (+2) | |
Initiate (+1) |
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Primary Martial Art | None |
Secondary Martial Art | None |
Primary Lightsaber Form | Form I (Shii-Cho) |