((Putting out a character sheet for this guy is something that’s been long overdue. he’s a plot/story based character, and I’m totally open to idea’s from people who wish to get involved with him. Sorry for it’s length however xD))
Real Name: Malicai Servoa
>Species: Aurin -> Maned Wolf
>Gender: Male
>Age: 38
>Class: Stalker -> Specialized Augmentation
>Path: FCON -> Pilot -> Multi licensed
>Overview: As a deep space scavenger and legal pirate, the mercenary is not the easiest person to get along with. Specially when survival, and success is purchased by reputation and the ability to back up the claims, and the legends that come along with it. Eventually however, even the best fall prey to the laws of consequence and this one is hell bent on going out with a bang.
>Physical Description: As a maned wolf and an Augmented individual, the aurin has more then enough unique traits to separate him from the crowd, and those attempting to claim his identity for their own.
He’s described as a ‘Human sized’ aurin standing at an unusual 5′3, with the sculpted build one would expect of a soldier, and legs that seemed unaturally long for someone his size. A pair of large ears also rest atop his head, almost a tad over sized for the man’s skull and covered in a thick, reddish brown fur with black at the tips and white along the inner surface. A color scheme shared by his bushy, fox like, yet surprisingly short tail and the thick black mane which begins at the man’s hairline, sloped back between his ears, and covers the back of his skill and spine until it meets the top of his shoulder blades.
Yet that, was where the similarities between who he was, and who he is ends. Instead of the golden eyes he was born with, a pair of fierce, cold, crimson eyes have taken their place. With black, cross shaped pupils placed at their center which constrict with tension, and focus upon his targets. Once brown hair, is now a vibrant red to match the hues of his fur with blackened tips and is hardly styled aside from being kept at a shoulder length cut. Pale scars also stand out upon his caramel hued skin, as well as the intricate black henna tattoo that starts at the knuckles of the man’s right hand and is rumored to cover his entire arm, shoulder, and right side.
>Aesthetics: Steel jewelry in a gunmetal hue; From the three rings pierced into the lower, outer edge of each ear. To the etched spinner ring that adorned his left hand, and the dogtags slung from a chain around his neck. Muted colors, black, grey, silver, brown, and comfortable yet durable fabrics that cleaned easily and didn’t take much to repair. Usually in the form of a shirt that he could wear like a second skin and showed off the build beneath it while concealing the scars. Pants that were loose enough on him to be comfortable, but form fitting enough not to inhibit movement or pose a potential risk. With combat boots or other form of thick footwear that served to add more umf to a kick, and provide grip on varied terrain. Jackets were his favorite, and he was never likely to leave home without one, despite refusing to wear one while at home. Preferably one with pockets, and often trench or long coat style with long slits so he could move about freely when he needed too. Usually leather or stylish fabric, with a woven metal/fabric core for additional protection against bullets, lazer fire, and energy blades.
>Personality Profile: With the mind of a mercenary, and the stubborn ambition of a pirate intent on carving their legacy into the stars. It’s of no small surprise that the man isn’t the easiest to get along with, or that most first impressions generally end badly once he opens his mouth. But for those who stick around long enough, and frequently enough, they’ll begin to learn more of the man buried beneath it all through bits and pieces. Such as just how far his loyalties go for those who’ve earned it, and how even men like him have standards and lines they refuse to cross.
>History: Any background check on ‘Sparrow’ would pull up only boring information compiled over the last seven years. He’s a one man scavenger, making regular flights into the fringe to collect, and strip abandoned, broken, or dead ‘birds’. Ships left to float forgotten in the vastness of space. Pirates, dominion, exile, the man seems to harbor no preference, for when it comes to salvage rights he ensures he only goes after what’s legal, and fair game. His salvage yard caters mostly to those looking for ship parts, thought it’s rumored that sometimes weapons, tech, and other oddities sometimes come in, and flow out of his possession. Aside from such, he’s listed as ‘active duty’ under FCON as a pilot, but like any military-contracted mercenary he’s only called into action when he’s needed.
‘Malicai Servoa’ on the other hand, is another matter entirely as any mundane search on the holo-net would instantly pull up results. Fan sites, conspiracy blogs, articles published by private investigators, all asking the same question. What happened to him?
For twenty-two years, starting at the age of sixteen when he came into the possession of the ‘Silvana’, a prototype vessel developed by the pirates to serve as their cutting edge on combat, salvage, and smuggling operations in deep space. Malicai devoted his life to carving out the reputation of one that was not to be trifled with, or being one to have ties to anyone but himself. He survived mostly on free-lance contracts, and collecting bounties placed on the heads of others. Uncaring of who they came from, or what the job entailed, so long as he was able to get it done his way and without the ‘meddling’ of another’s involvement.
Yet the man was not without honor or standards, and even as the jobs were carried out with a deadly efficiency. Every fight was fair, every engagement held on common equal ground, every promise he made was kept, and the families of those who fell to him, or his ship found themselves cared for by ‘unknown’ means. He even made a sport of hunting his own kind, turning gun and blade upon the very pirates who raised him in addition to other ‘predators’ who made their killing off the misery and misfortune of others for nothing more then their own amusement.
This, earned the pirate a mixed reputation. Some hailed him as a hero, others an outlaw that deserved nothing more then to rot within the hands of the judges. Eventually, a bounty was placed on the man’s head, though from who or what faction it came from had never been determined. The fact remains, he’d attained the status of a living legend, and was a name known throughout the fringe in one way or another. Even the ‘Silvana’ attained her own reputation as an ‘unbeatable’ warship that meant death for any who fell within the cross hair of her weapon systems. For in every duel and fight she participated in, even if she left damaged, only the shattered, broken fragments of her opponents were left for the vultures to salvage.
14 years ago however, malicai vanished without a trace. Which made the mystery, and the search for the truth almost as famous and widespread as the man himself. There’s much speculation, and theories are as vast and varied as they come. From pirates finally capturing and punishing their rogue counterpart for turning on them, to being captured and executed by the judges, to the man and his ship going down in a blaze of glory only to haunt deep space as a vengeful ghost.
For even after Malicai’s disappearance, the ‘Silvana’ was regularly sighted, with some rumoring that it had fallen into the hands of the black hoods before it too, seemed to vanish without a trace seven years after her master.
+ Talented pilot. High scores in all modifiers and skilled in grappler combat.
+ Ion bike racer. Hobby. Champion of two seasons spent on the Varis IV racing circuits.
+ Both eyes, both lungs, both kidney’s, liver, both legs, and the entire right side of his torso are all augmented/mechanical prosthetic. Though they come with advantages, given the nature of the software, and how it’s used. It also serves to be his biggest weakness given that he is dependent entirely upon them to function, and survive. Damage or malfunctions, are not so easily repaired unless he can haul himself to an engineer.
Given his past, and his experiences, he aims to do only one thing with his life and that’s to live it as a free man. Carving his legacy into the stars much like any other spacer, and ensuring that if he goes down, he will die as he lived; Fighting tooth and nail to survive. He does what he wants to, when he wants to, how he wants to… though lately he’s become invested in helping others, and protecting those who cannot protect themselves.
A real pity, if it weren’t for his history. Or how things played out, he would have made a damn good sheriff. But even without the badge, or the jurisdiction, he still won’t hesitate to use his capabilities to the benefit of those who need him.
+ He’s an alcoholic with commitment issues. If your looking to find him? Bar’s or brothel’s are your best bet, though unlike most he’s rumored to take good care of his regular’s.
+ He owns a salvage yard where he stores all of his salvage, scrap, and various other things he’s picked up while in space. If your looking for parts, guns, ammo, or oddities checking out what he’s got might work out in your favor.
+ He has a son, 16, who’s aiming to become a pilot just like his old man. He’s also the only one who’s been in contact with Sparrow since his days as Malicai, and ‘Jackal’ when he was under the command of the black hoods. Despite being distant for his sons protection, the two are close and communicate regularly. Rumor has it that his son is coming to Nexus which is both a source of joy, and concern for him.
+ A fact known only by the Black Hoods, Malicai became one of their agents and was assigned the name ‘Jackal’ and would be the name that appears on all of their records. His specialty being assassination, and demolitions and he was in service to the hoods for seven years due to a forced loyalty. Seven years ago however, he sabotaged his last mission, and killed three other hoods agents in the process before vanishing. Strangely however, the contents of what that mission entailed have been sealed, and are available only to those with high end clearance. As of now Jackal is still considered MIA.
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