“Ready to duel with a Devil?”
Name: Alexander Gal
Nicknames: Alex, Xander
Alias: Devil
Age: Twenty
Sex: Male
Species: Echani
Height: 5’6
Weight: Not Disclosed
Build: Dexterous
Eye Colour: Silver
Hair Colour: White
Home Planet: Unknown
Languages: Basic
Force Sensitive: Yes, Untrained
Association: None
Occupation: Mercenary
Bounty: None
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Main Weapon: Revolving Chamber Blaster Pistol
Secondary Weapon: None at this time
Known Tactics: Known for making use of improvised weapons and traps if ranged attacks aren’t enough.
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Alexander Gal is a Mercenary originating Eshan like most Echani so he grew up with their customs and was trained as a warrior, learning quickly and despite not really being one for direct combat he was still what the Echani would consider normal. As he grew he started to focus more on seeing other worlds and mercenary work was the only way off Eshan. He joined a band of mercenaries when he was only 15 and from them he learned his talents in marksmanship and his knack for using hidden surprises to catch his enemies off guard.
Two years into his new life and he earned the Alias of Devil, his mentors had been gunned down by Mandalorians, their leader was bleeding from a stab wound to the neck. Alex held off the Mandalorians with nothing but a few cells of ammo, a blaster pistol and a knife. While his kill count was basically zero he managed to make the Mandalorians sick of wasting ammo and resources to simply retreat with their haul. Having grown exhausted himself his boss called him over and rested a hand on his shoulder “You’ve got potential in you boy, but we’ve got nothing left to teach you…considering most of us are dead right now…you carry on our name however you want kid…The Devils were your teachers now they’re your title…yer going to be someones highest paid gun someday…just give a shot to ya pals when you get there for us”. Finally passing away from blood loss Alex stood and started to leave only to drag his comrades to the hut with their leader and set the house aflame watching the explosives go off from a distance, the villagers came back to find the hut as nothing but scorched debris and ashes, Alexander nowhere to be found as he had took the small freighter and sold it when he returned to Eshan.
His life until now has more or less been small jobs and the occasional conflict paid for by the Republic to help during the Mandalorian War and soon he just started to wander again to see new places and hopefully earn a good pile of credits while he can.