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Intro

  • "That feeling of being lied too.. It's backstabbing.."

  • Basic Info

    • Name: Zhyx
    • Gender: Male
    • Name pronounced:: Zz-ick-ss
    • Race: Human
    • Work: (Former) Hand of The Emperor. Mercenary.
    • Age: 20
    • Size: Medium
    • Body Type: Athletic and lean muscled.
    • Height: 1.77 meters.
    • Weight: 177
    • Complexion: Tanned from time spent in deserts of Tattoine. light skinned otherwise.
    • Hair: black hair with crimson shading and fading in places/Hairdye
    • Eyes: Leafy green, orangeish shading coverts when emotional/stressed
    • Handedness: ambidextrous
    • Scars: a few across his torso, Implantation scaring, a subtle scar across his left cheek.
    • Personality: unpredictable/Darkly sense of humor. Goal driven however.
    • Mannerisms: Impatience/emotional in random spurts.
    • Likes: Quiet time, soft music.
    • Dislikes: The Hutt.. Abooout it.

  • Description

    > Pale skin covered the athletic form of this Human, but that wasn't all. From the ground up, Dark grey leather boots, calf high with metal buckles secured by a fold-over flap in the front, providing firm protection from element and enemy alike, along with sure footing. Tucked into these would be the rangy, worn looking trousers, with armor like bits woven in pattern around knee's and in strategically placed patches, in a lighter tone. A rough tunic of grey, with dark stains touched it, even thou washed several times they never fully left the fabric; Securing this was a simple sash with a black tube shaped device affixed by a clip to the right side. Black as coal war-paint touched along his face and red bracers that held much scarring completed the look.