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ZZ:
Following the advise of Xander, I throw away KOTOR and Battlefront and create this
Spoiler (click to show/hide)Name: Jacob Trevaden
Origin: Human;

Life Points: 16
Plot Points: 6
Initiative: d12 + d6
Endurance: d12 + d4
Resistance: d12

Attributes(54)

Agility: d10
Strength: d8
Vitality: d6
Alertness: d8
Intelligence: d12
Willpower: d10

Assets

Born behind the wheel: d2;
Attuned to tech: d2;
Contacts(Empire): d2;
Rank&Prestige(Pilot): d4;
Signature Item(Pistol): d8;
Two-Handed Fighting:d4;

Complications:

Coward: d4;
Hooked(To Pistols): d6;
Lazy: d4;

Skills

Crafft: d4;
Drive: d4;
Pilot(Imperial Frigate): d12;
Pilot(Fighter): d10;
Guns(Pistol): d12+2;
Knowledge:d6;
Perciption(Intuition): d10;
Science(Star Science): d10;
Tech(Computer Programming): d10;

Gear

Modified DE-10 Blaster Pistol D8 W
DL-21 Blaster Pistol D6 W;
Imperial Pilot Outfit;
"Mech&Tech" Weekly Journal, ed. 183:'BlasterS!';
Board Journal Copy;
Pilot Journal;
Flight List;
Special Orders list;
Story
Spoiler (click to show/hide)Jacob from childish ages sensed his bind with pistols. His first toy was a kid pistol. He could do almost everything with it. The next was his favourite grandfather Clone Wars Era pistol (which he further modified that it's now better than the average blaster). He set it into the flash fire and practised his aim. Later he realised that he has the unique 'weapon sense', very rare. But he didn't have an opportunity to use it. His parents decided that he would be a pilot. And so his destiny was to be a pilot. He studied well enough, and knew quite enough to be a professional pilot. So his weapon sense has degradaded a little. But still he prefer to use pistols rather than somebody else and don't feel quite well without them. Somehow, being binded with pistols granted him some unusual powers. And his duty called him to be a pilot of Canceron, so he is.
Sorry, din't have enough imagination with traits, I think it has enough for now.
Now this is one of the pilots of our beloved ship.
 

Gargulec:
Interlude- Birds

Birds twitter over Commander's head. He tries to locate them, but the sky is covered in fumes, so he cannot see. His soldiers secure the battle site, and try to locate any possible threat.

The air is damp, and smells of blood. Many lives were lost today, and many more will be. He hates this planet, on which he have spent few last weeks, along with his squad.

He does not know that soon, this battle will end, as the entire war will. However, he has the feeling of unease, like something... evil is happening.

Then, his comm-link flickers with a message. An order. He reads it, and to his own surprise, he does not want to execute it.

He sets his blaster to stun, and order his troops to do as well. Their friend is unaware of it, though soon, he will feel something foul happening in the Galaxy.

And the Commander? For the first, and last time in his life, he is going to disobey. He will never regret.

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