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Ahvo Häkkinen | Communications Technician In his dream Ahvo was weightless, hurtling through the dark like a shooting star. The inky darkness of space stretched endlessly in every direction, punctuated only by the glimmer of distant stars. There was no protective suit encasing him, no...

This just in: RPF passes the "Can it run Doom?" benchmark Bravo, Vince annasiel

Bigfounlos Jakk's Pacific 2017

. . . ahvo häkkinen Navigator / Communications Technician 13/05/2013 | 5'10" | 173.6 lbs | AB+ Technical Background Ahvo Häkkinen has a degree in astrodynamics and communications engineering, as well as extensive technical experience piloting spacecraft and managing communication systems in...

-The Hired Gun The airspeeder shuddered to a halt on the desolate platform adjacent to the cantina, its metallic doors swinging open with a mechanical precision that seemed to contrast the gritty atmosphere of the place. Wasting no time, Xadok emerged from the taxi, his movements deliberate and...

-The Hired Gun The meeting at the Chancellor’s Office had been the usual sort of deal. A whole lot of grandstanding, blaster barrel measuring, and quite possibly the biggest promise of a payout Xadok’s ever seen in his entire life. Suffice it to say, he underestimated just how desperate the...

-The Hired Gun Xadok sat quietly, observing the Coruscanti skyline. Peering out of the airspeeder’s window, the city slid by like dark water, lit up by its numerous lights and neon signs. In moments like this, the place appeared almost impressive. Coruscant. Galactic Heart. Capital of the...

-The Hired Gun "I don't know, kid, am I?" Xadok's eyes bored into Yal's with a challenging glint behind them, his browline raised in an inquisitive gesture. After a moment, he chuckled and looked away, observing the sky once again as he drew more smoke into his lungs. "In our line of work, it...

-The Hired Gun Xadok led the way outside of the Felina, now dressed and geared up as befitting a mercenary of his calibre. He deliberately left most of his more impressive firepower behind, however, choosing instead to rely on his holdout blades and blasters. The same went for his helmet, which...

-The Hired Gun Xadok remained standing as the last of the party introduced himself—an Iridonian medic, wholly unremarkable in his eyes. Hardly a footnote, much less an obstacle. He was just about to raise a question to the Supreme Chancellor when someone else pitched in with a question of their...

- The Hired Gun Name: Xadok Tor-Bendu Age: 37 Gender: Male Race: Human/Twi'lek Hybrid Height: 1.86 [m] Weight: 89 [kg] Occupation: Former Pirate, Freelance Mercenary Force Sensitivity: None Force Presence: Malignant. Corrosive. Malicious. Xadok is a trustworthy man. Trust him to plan out how...

-The Hired Gun Coruscant. Shining capital of the Republic. Centre of the universe. Seat of the vaunted Jedi Order. Truth be told, while the grandeur of the Republic's capital might bedazzle some, to Xadok it was just another cesspool, albeit one adorned with immaculate towering spires and...

- The Hired Gun Name: Xadok Tor-Bendu Age: 37 Gender: Male Race: Human/Twi'lek Hybrid Height: 1.86 [m] Weight: 89 [kg] Occupation: Former Pirate, Freelance Mercenary Force Sensitivity: None Force Presence: Malignant. Corrosive. Malicious. Xadok is a trustworthy man. Trust him to plan out how...