06-22-2020, 05:47 AM
[b]Discovery Freelander Character Sheet[/b]
Name: Artorious Jonah
Nicknames: Jonah
(Sub-class): Human
Gender: Male
Profession: Smuggler
Date of birth: July 1, 776 A. S. (51 years old)
Place of birth: Planet Cambridge, Cambridge System
Current Home: The dark corners of the Sirius Sector
Finances: Depends on the last run
Education: Bretonian Navy (before the “incident” with that Lt Commander)
Faction: None
Body Height: 5’ 10in
Body Weight: 175lbs
Fitness: Fit enough for an old man
Muscularity: Athletic but old
Eyes: Brown
Hair type: gray
Skin type: like leather
Features: rugged & bearded with a scar running through the right hairline above the ear
Dreams: bad… often
Likes: whiskey, cigars, a good smuggling run with solid profit and no “entanglements” (but how often does that really work out).
Dislikes: the sadistics of the ‘verse, Bounty Hunters, the Navy, having to admit that he is not as jaded on the inside as he acts on the outside.
Fears: Dying cold in the vacuum of space or in the streets of some impoverished planet.
Family: none
Friends: Do smugglers have “real” friends?
Love interest: “What’s your name again?”
Rivals: They have to know you to be a rival
Philosophy: Survive. If you can survive with dry wit and a sardonic smirk then all the better.
Hobbies: Cards, whiskey, chess, finding the next job
Talents: Slipping through blockades
Traits: Hardened out the outside (life IS hard) but can resentfully soft with faced with certain injustices
Goals: Survive until the next job… come out of it with a few credits. Avoid getting picked up by bounty hunters or the Navy. Then have a drink in a dark corner somewhere.
Name: Artorious Jonah
Nicknames: Jonah
(Sub-class): Human
Gender: Male
Profession: Smuggler
Date of birth: July 1, 776 A. S. (51 years old)
Place of birth: Planet Cambridge, Cambridge System
Current Home: The dark corners of the Sirius Sector
Finances: Depends on the last run
Education: Bretonian Navy (before the “incident” with that Lt Commander)
Faction: None
Body Height: 5’ 10in
Body Weight: 175lbs
Fitness: Fit enough for an old man
Muscularity: Athletic but old
Eyes: Brown
Hair type: gray
Skin type: like leather
Features: rugged & bearded with a scar running through the right hairline above the ear
Dreams: bad… often
Likes: whiskey, cigars, a good smuggling run with solid profit and no “entanglements” (but how often does that really work out).
Dislikes: the sadistics of the ‘verse, Bounty Hunters, the Navy, having to admit that he is not as jaded on the inside as he acts on the outside.
Fears: Dying cold in the vacuum of space or in the streets of some impoverished planet.
Family: none
Friends: Do smugglers have “real” friends?
Love interest: “What’s your name again?”
Rivals: They have to know you to be a rival
Philosophy: Survive. If you can survive with dry wit and a sardonic smirk then all the better.
Hobbies: Cards, whiskey, chess, finding the next job
Talents: Slipping through blockades
Traits: Hardened out the outside (life IS hard) but can resentfully soft with faced with certain injustices
Goals: Survive until the next job… come out of it with a few credits. Avoid getting picked up by bounty hunters or the Navy. Then have a drink in a dark corner somewhere.