Tales from the Outer Rim
This brown wookiee looks like it is no stranger to action; a well worn vibroaxe is slung over its shoulder, and an oversized blaster pistol is holstered at its hip.
Pregen 3 – Wookiee Hired Gun
Unspent XP: 10
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Equipment and other items
|Stimpacks (2)||Use as a maneuver to heal 4 wounds to a non-droid. One use only.|
|Comlink||Allows communication with other characters who have a comlink.|
|Vibro Axe||Melee weapon. Ignores some of the target’s armor.|
|Blaster Pistol||Ranged weapon. Shoots a high energy particle beam.|
|Money & valuables||400 cr|
I owed everything to Geyynik. When my father was taken as a labour slave he brought me up and taught me to fight. So of course I swore my loyalty to him when he got together a group of us to smuggle offworld to become mercenaries. He sold me on a life of honourable combat, helping the downtrodden, and one day returning to free our planet and be hailed as heroes.
Of course, we get to the first moon we find and Geyynik turns us onto a life of petty crime for some Slug Slumlord with delusions of grandeur. It didn’t hurt that he got hooked on Carsunum and was soon hopelessly in debt to him. We were thrown from one high risk mission to the next, and slowly our band got whittled down to me, and Geyynik – who was living up to his name more and more every day.
The last straw came when I came upon him dead from an overdose. Now with no reason to stay on with such honourless scum, it is time to flee. I think I may have found some others to get offworld with – maybe start something real with my life.