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Name: Balon
Gender: Male
Species: Twi'lek
Homeworld: Ryloth
Race: A shade of Green
Age: 21
Height: 6'7
Weight: 206 lbs.
Build: Muscular and Lean
Hair: None, Lekku
Eyes: Green
Clothes: Brown Robes
Weapon(s): DL-44 Blaster
Ship: YT-2000 light freighter
Bio: Balon didn't live easy, and had killed plenty of people in his short, but criminal lifetime. He was a spice smuggler, and got involved with the law plenty. He was currently on Dantooine, in a small cantina, meeting the person he was giving the spice to. The contact was late, suspiciously late. Suddenly, armed militia, working as law enforcment. They immediatly ran over to Balon, and tried to put binders on him. Balon resisted, but there were two of them, so it was tough. He was getting angry. "THIS CAN'T HAPPEN TO ME!" He yelled angrily, and grabbing a bottle, broke it over the first officer's head. He fell limp to the floor. The other pulled out a stun baton. Balon knocked it out of his hand, and the man jumped at him, knocked him to the ground, and started to beat him. He saw a man sitting at a table, and his blaster was loose. Balon, tried to reach for it, but it was just a little too far. He tried to reach just a little farther, and in desparation and anger, the blaster jumped suddenly intp his hand. He put it to the man's temple, and fired before he could react. Balon jumped up, and ran to the spaceport. He got in his ship, and without a second thought, set hyperdrive co-ordinates for Kuat, having heard things about sith, and the force. He knew he had used it, and was surprised, but knew what to do.
I need a master.
Last edited by Balon on Mon Oct 19, 2009 9:43 am; edited 2 times in total
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